Riding and Slashing

Chapter 47
"...be careful what's behind you, child..."

The faint voice came again, ethereal and mysterious.

But Li Ang heard it clearly this time, and he even felt that the voice was inexplicably familiar, a familiarity that penetrated into the depths of his soul!

"Who are you? Who are you! Come out!"

Li Ang turned over and got out of the carriage, took the sword from Alice next to him, and asked vigilantly towards the nearby woods.

No one responded.

There are only the chirping of birds and the vibrant chirping of insects in the woods.

Li Ang put the belt of the scabbard on his body, and kept looking around.

There was really no one and everything looked normal.

But then, a sudden change occurred!

A phantom suddenly shot out in the woods!
The shadow flashed past Li Ang with incredible speed.

With Li Ang's eyesight, he could only see a faint light flashing silently at an incredible speed, like a silver lightning.

Unless you are prepared, there is absolutely no time to intercept it, and it is definitely impossible to avoid it!

Li Ang turned back and shouted loudly: "Be careful!"

Then he drew his sword as fast as he could.

But it was too late to remind at this time, the silver light pierced into Eric's back at the same time as he spoke, and penetrated directly from the chest!

Eric only had time to let out an 'uh' before he fell limply off his horse and fell to the ground.

And that silver light, after penetrating Eric, still had enough power to nail it to the carriage in front of him!
The body of the arrow trembled slightly.

It was a silver arrow with strange blue feathers. It was so fast that it passed through the chest without even being stained with blood.

Leslie on the carriage exclaimed, then immediately realized the danger, hid inside the carriage, and shouted loudly: "Enemy attack!"

"Anson! Help!"

While shouting, Li Ang immediately rolled forward and plunged into the woods, looking for hidden enemies.

Someone in the woods seemed to say 'huh'.

Then, a vague figure sprang up like a wild deer and galloped in the woods.

The man seemed to be one with the forest, probably wearing armor with a good protective color, making his figure looming in the woods.

"Stop! Don't run!"

Li Ang rushed over quickly, shouting while chasing.

This shout is definitely ineffective against the enemy, but Li Ang has to shout—not to stop the enemy, but to convey his position to his subordinates.

The killer's bow and arrow were so terrifying, Li Ang felt that he might not be able to dodge it!

He didn't want to fight such a powerful killer in the terrain chosen by the opponent.

Fortunately, the arrow was not aimed at him!

But the killer shuttled through the woods very fast, and Li Ang tried his best to parkour, but still couldn't keep up with him.

Gradually, the person disappeared into the depths of the woods.

Li Ang lost track of his opponent, stopped, and slowly backed away.

At this time, Klose ran into the woods with a big sword, fit like a wild boar and broke countless messy branches and vines, and finally ran behind Li Ang, panting, looking around vigilantly.

"My lord, you shouldn't chase in alone!"

"I know... step back, be careful..."

But the killer never appeared again.

Li Ang chased all the way and only saw the killer's blurred back, who seemed to be wearing a green hood, brown and green armor, and holding a silver bow in his hand.

Back in the convoy, Anson was doing his best to give first aid.

The arrow that passed through the body caused Eric to penetrate a small hole from his vest to the middle of his chest. The wound was not big, but the bleeding continued.

Eric was still awake, but already angry.

The men who can still move have all been on guard around the convoy.

But there should be no enemies coming.

Li Ang pulled the arrow from the carriage, and then frowned deeply——this arrow is very heavy, the arrow and the arrow body are actually one piece, the whole body is made of some kind of alloy-like metal, and it is modern The small cone shape of a bow and arrow, but sharper.

Unrecognizable mysterious inscriptions were engraved on the body of the arrow, like an exquisite handicraft.

These inscriptions are connected together, and it seems to draw a spiral line on the body of the arrow.

No wonder it comes out so fast and almost silently!

"It is the arrow of the Noldor! It is the Noldor!"

A crossbowman beside him whispered, a little panicked.

The Noldor...

But no matter how hostile the Noldor elves are to humans, they wouldn't be alone on the road to attack a convoy, right?

The convoy has not entered the forest yet!
Looking at Eric on the ground, Li Ang wondered why Eric would be attacked.

Two reasons.

First, he was dressed too much like a Jatu!The Jatu Grassland is just north of the Noldor Forest. It is said that the Jatu people often make large-scale attacks to capture the Noldor Elves. The two sides have been fighting for hundreds of years, and their hatred is as deep as the sea.

Second, this arrow might have been aimed at me...

And, the second possibility, is much bigger!

Eric has been walking in front on horseback, dressed like himself, busy before and after when planning to set up camp, but also like himself... He may be regarded as the master by this killer!

And myself, a wounded man with bandages lying idle on the carriage, really doesn't look like a noble lord...

"Leslie, arrange camping on the spot, I think he will come tonight!"

"Sir, this..."

"Don't worry, just do it. Klose, let the brothers work overtime..."

After arranging his subordinates, Li Ang looked at An Sen who was still busy.

"Hold on for a while... Hold on! You'll be fine... Don't close your eyes!"

Anson was quickly pressing to stop the bleeding, and he kept encouraging Eric, but this kind of injury that penetrates the chest, I am afraid that there is little hope in this day and age...

A few minutes later, Anson stopped, and put his blood-stained hand under Eric's nose, then shook his head sadly.

"My lord, I can't save him..."

Li Ang took a deep breath and looked at the team list.

Mercenary Crossbowmen, 5/18.

The number did not decrease.

"He's not dead yet! Anson, go on!"

After speaking, Li Ang touched Eric's neck artery and felt a slight pulse.

Then he sat down, lifted Eric's upper body on his lap, and began artificial respiration.

Li Ang still has the common sense of trauma. Eric's chest was pierced. He stopped breathing, probably caused by pleural hemorrhage, which is shortness of breath caused by traumatic asphyxia.

The chest was penetrated, and the lung compression could not be done, so I had to try artificial respiration.

If he didn't die for a while, relying on Anson's healing and recovery skills, he might be able to save him!

The surrounding mercenaries gradually gathered around, stood a little far away, did not step forward to disturb, and all silently prayed to the gods they worshiped.

Maybe it's because of the humble name of Eric the dog that really played a role, maybe it's because of Anson's ability to reduce mortality and speed up recovery. After more than a minute of artificial respiration, Eric choked twice, and then started Heavy gasping.

He regained the ability to breathe on his own!
He is resurrected!

This is nothing short of miraculous!
The surrounding mercenaries no longer talked about the gods, but looked at Li Ang, who was also panting heavily, in reverence, and knelt down one by one, with excitement shining in everyone's eyes.

"My lord...he can come back to life! He will definitely! The bleeding has stopped!"

An Sen's joyful voice startled the birds in the woods.

'The skills of your teammates have been improved, you can check the skills of your teammates'.

This time without looking it up, Li Ang could guess what Anson promoted.

And a little far away, Sarah stared at Li Ang intently, as if she was muttering some unknown poem...

"...the kiss of the goddess...to drive away the god of death...the hope of life..."

(End of this chapter)