Hey, King!

2021-06-19

Chapter 100 Chapter 100 I heard that you are lonely

I heard from my father when I was a child that Jiangu clansman would not abandon his comrades , will not abandon companions, and will not abandon civilians who are threatened by monsters. Father said that he has been suffering, he left the Infinity Labyrinth because of his injuries, and left Lord Nir, which caused Igor Nir to die from his injuries in the battle with the monster.

Father's feelings are sincere and real. Dagon also believes that the Jiangu tradition of not abandoning his comrades and companions is true, but he is only one person sitting in the middle of the street, with no helpers beside him. Even the other two Jiangu clansman in the caravan were reluctant to help him carry out the plan to rescue the other three Jiangu clansman who had been captured.

So he can only act as if there is an ambush around him, his only option is to appear carefree, distract the enemy with non-existent allies, and attack when he is not ready. He chose a street where the houses on both sides had only very gentle roofs, or flat roofs, and there were plenty of places to hide. Is this location dangerous during a thunderstorm? Dagon can't manage so many details, he can pretend that he has a helper, this is the limit of his ability.

Feel the beard, it's soaking wet, and even with a spell on the ring, it won't keep it dry forever. Just like on the battlefield, any warrior will be injured and face death, no matter how superb the martial skill is, no matter how careful the mind is. Dagon certainly didn't want to die here. This White Horse Town has never been a good place to die. He still had a lot to do, and he wanted to live victoriously, so he began to pray to the god Auli.

The sound of hooves, very clear, very thin, came from behind. Dagon kept praying, and turned his head to see two people sitting on a donkey, also drenched. They are one big and one small, they are limping, they are crippled and toothless. Sitting closer to the donkey's head was Toby, and behind him was Geros on crutches, the two of them were chuckled. It's a pity that their teeth are not well maintained, otherwise they can appear whiter under lightning.

Toby, who was missing his teeth, jumped first, shouting as he helped Geros off the donkey. "I went to Lionheart Town, and I heard that the elf governor did not come by land, but was teleported directly to White Horse Town with spell. It was raining so that the elves had no interest in shopping at all, and their horse team and most of their servants were directly lost. At the green door."

"Welcome." Dagon didn't move his ass while sitting on the box, but he extended the hand and handed out the garlic pork sausage.

"Of course you have to welcome us, I'm dying of exhaustion." Toby said, "I felt something was wrong when I heard the news of the elf governor, so I hurried back and I held the donkey in my hand. Yes, I promise to give it ten carrots."

"Then why did you pick up Geros? Don't you know he's hurt?"

Toby shrugged On his shoulders, he said helplessly: "Of course I know, but he doesn't know! I met him on the way, and he was braving the rain, leaning on crutches, sliding over step by step. I just thought, let him Walk over, don't give him the donkey, I don't think there's anything good to eat. So I took him for a ride, so you can't blame me Dagon! Can you, boss?"

" He won't blame you." Geros was on crutches, poking two small holes in the ground with each step. He was wearing a shoji, but not a hat. Of course, he might have been kidnapped by wind and rain. Through the pores of the shroud, Dagon found some metal reflections, which must be the blade, he would not admit it wrong.

“Tell me how things are going?” Geros said.

"Most of them were rescued, and Maip took them back to the van and out of town. Rusiga and Hoops were left with Borge. I found a favorite. The townspeople who sent the letter are going to give Borge a gauntlet and lead him here. It's good that you are here."

"I still have a knife to avenge." Geros said: " Do you have any plan?"

"There is no good plan, kill Borge, we will have an advantage, the enemy may be defeated, and the only chance of victory lies in this. But here you are, I can attract Borge here, and you take the opportunity to go to the lord's mansion to save people."

Geros shook his head and tapped one cane against the other. "It's alright for me to stand here and run to save people? Of the three of us, I have the longest legs, but my legs are the most useless. Forget it, you two, or the original plan was right, killing Bo Erhe, it is possible to win."

"Wait a minute, everyone else was rescued, but why are you the only one waiting here?" Toby looked at the roofs on both sides of the street, Said, "hehe, are they hiding for an ambush?"

"Well, they are hiding, but not on the roof. It's just the three of us here." Dagon reached for the box under his patted ass, Said: "I put four crossbows in it, all of which are well-wound and not wet."

"I'm very bad at archery, so I won't mix it up." Toby took a shot head, and said, "By the way, the donkey I brought also has a rope on it. It looks quite long. I can make a blocking rope. Borge and the others are riding horses, right?"

"With your strength, can you pull it?"

"You can help on the pillar. A horse can't pull the house anyway." Toby said, "I'm smaller, so it's easier to hide. Get up, if they find me, they will suspect that other people are hiding too. This is a trap. But I am afraid that they will be frightened. If they don't come, it will be troublesome."

" The robber will be judged tomorrow and he will take over as the lord. Borge must solve our problem characters. He must come, and he must fight to the end.” Geros said: “Oh, I heard what Lati said, and she specially returned one. Go to veterinarian Farrell and tell me what you know."

Dagon suddenly felt that something was not right, and he ignored this detail. What is Lati doing back at Farrell? She heard the news and knew that the dwarf passed away, so there's no need to go to the vet? Dagon was about to ponder this matter in detail, when he heard a fierce sound of horses' hooves coming from the direction of the lord's mansion.

"So fast!" Toby didn't dare to say a word of nonsense, and rushed towards the donkey.

It's not fast, after more than ten seconds, Borge and his four Knights came to the other side of the street. All five Knights use visors to block their appearances, shields in one hand, and long spears in the other. White Horse Town deserves to have a long-term tradition of providing horses to human Knights, and the fighting harnesses here are readily available. The horses were also clad in armor, with only tiny slits showing in front of them. All of them were fed very strong, their heads were more than two meters above the ground, and their solid muscles seemed to be beasts rather than grass animals.

Dagon drops the sausage, stands on the crate, and swings the head axe. He pointed finger towards Borge, then made a gesture of cutting his neck and beheading.

"This dwarf probably thinks that standing on the box can smooth out the height disadvantage." Borge snorted behind the visor, and then snorted again. "The one on crutches looks familiar."

"Yes, I seem to have seen him, but I can't remember it," replied a Knight.

"Look, there's another halfling trying to tie the rope, as if he's about to trip the rope. Who's doing this under his eyelids? At his height, even if he lifts the rope, he's completely You can jump over it."

"There is no need to wait for him, the ground is still too bad, I can feel the horse slipping a little." Borge said: "According to the original plan, charge at half speed, cutting left and right Also, set up the steel shield, be careful he might have a crossbow."

"From the sheriff? Langley, I'll take care of her later."

Borge didn't say Langley might be dead, that's not necessary. He lifts the long spear from the lance rack and clips it between his armpits, and there just happens to be a hook on his breastplate to help carry the weight. The movements of other Knights are also uniform, after all, they have all received complete Knight training.

"Geros, hide." Dagon put one foot back, raised his heel, and planted his toes on the edge of the box's back edge. "They will charge from left to right and attack from both sides, so the target is me alone. Your injury is not yet healed, and your activities are inconvenient, so you can't escape."

"Anyway, I can't run the horse, if I don't win here , died right here." Geros untied his robe and let it slide down naturally, with six daggers of different sizes hanging from his clothes.

"You're not a good dagger!" Dagon said, glancing at him.

"I robbed it from Farrell, some of which were used to cut the hoofs of cows and horses. Let's make do with it." Gerlos said with a smile.

"I have the throwing knives behind me, all for you." Dagon leaned slightly and leaned his back.

"It looks like the work of the dwarves, it's really a good thing."

Just as they exchanged weapons, the cavalry began to speed up, advancing in a line of snakes slightly separated from the left and right. . Well-equipped and stable in their movements, they just don't look good. In particular, their mounts have a high level of training, and they can actually move left and right to make fake moves, which greatly increases the difficulty of judging the timing of defense and counterattacks.

"Come on!" Dagon saw the horse bow its head sharply, as if it had been stabbed, and knew that the order to speed up the charge had been issued. He slid back, stepped back behind the wooden box, and opened the lid. The wooden box is put down, the lid is at the back, and a simple rain shelter is built with canvas and wooden strips, and four crossbows are placed inside.

"Geros, here it is!"

"I don't want it." On the left side of the wooden box, Geros took a sharp step forward and poked two crutches into the dirt. inside. They form an X and are positioned to the left. This style looks like refusing a horse, but it is actually meaningless. It can be pushed away directly, and it has no protective effect at all. What is he doing?
"Come on, Borge!" Gerlos pulled out two flying knives, threw them in the air at the same time, and then caught them, which weighed them and mastered the rotational characteristics of their flight. "I'm Gerlos of the Golden Dog Caravan. You stabbed me in the heart, but I crawled out of the grave to seek revenge for you!"

Why did you tell him this? Dagon was only busy holding the crossbow to his cheek, taking a rough aim and firing.

(end of this chapter)