The Emerald Tower

　　 From the time he approached the town of Tyre, Dean had been fully on guard. He even deliberately did not slow down the horse and rushed over to the gate of the town to reach the town. He did this deliberately.

　　 Of course, Dean is definitely not trying to disrupt the rhythm of the thieves.

　　 In fact, the place where he stopped, happened to be the most suitable location for the two thieves who attacked him, and also the nearest location.

　　 As for why do you do this?

Dean before 　　 had already explored the surroundings more than once, and he had thoroughly deduced the attack and retreat route of the two thieves dozens of times in his mind.

　　 The same deduction is how he dodges and fights back.

　　 Therefore, if possible, Dean will never disrupt the rhythm of those thieves.

　　 After all, once it is disrupted, his rhythm will inevitably be affected.

　　 Fortunately, everything is going on as usual——

　　嗖!

　　 Dean, who was fully guarded, suddenly turned his body over after hearing the sound of breaking through the air, and immediately hid under his horse belly.

Riding on a war horse, facing this kind of secretly attacking arrows, dodge left and right is not the best solution, because your body is on horseback, which will inevitably limit your dodge space, so, for The best choice is to be able to dodge more effectively and hide under the stomach of the horse.

　　 Even the war horse itself can be a shield.

This is the method Dean learned from a retired old thief, but if he could, he would never use it; after all, in his heart, he still very much acknowledges the grandfather’s saying: "The horse is us Faithful partner, on the battlefield, apart from the sword in your hand, the most you should rely on is your horse. Its reliability is far more than the armor on your body! ’

　　 Of course, for: ‘The armor on the body and the sword in the hand are everything to us! Dean does not reject this statement.

　　 In fact, Dean, who was once called the lone wolf of Hagaslow, is a pragmatist.

　　 He will not deviate from any side, stick to any form, he will only choose what is beneficial to him.

　　 just like this moment——

　　 Dean, who turned over under his horse's belly, ignored the mud in the snow on the ground at all. Just like this, with a splash of mud, he quickly approached the thief who suddenly attacked.

　　 Then, a sword stabbed out!

When Dean stabbed the sword, he was separated from the thief by four or five people, but when Dean's arms stretched out and his feet dashed forward, the sword had already penetrated the opponent's throat— -This is not an assassin's assassination technique, but in a true sense, the knight's sword technique.

　　 It’s just that from a horse-riding state to a foot combat.

　　噗!

　　 The blood splashed all over, and suddenly the crowd was startled, and then screamed and dodged everywhere-chaos had happened uncontrollably, but it was definitely not in the direction the thieves hoped.

　　Because, standing beside the dead thief, when the crowd dispersed in an instant, another thief was completely revealed.

　　 Dean didn't hesitate, as the wrist in his hand turned for a long time, the other party covered his throat and fell.

　　【XP+2】

　　【XP+2】

　　 Two fingertip-sized white **** of experience indicate that the opponent is completely dead; however, the battle is far from over, and the ambush in the distance is still going on——

　　 "Kill! Kill!"

　　 After hearing such a shout, Huck, who was just about to go out to attend the Baron’s dinner, took out the long sword from his waist without hesitation and opened the door and walked out.

Whizzing!

And Huck, who just opened the door of the'Snow Bear House', was attacked, and two crossbow arrows shot out--even after the arm was broken, there was still no stopping swordsmanship, confrontation training, and rich combat experience. At this time, he saved his life. Almost when the two crossbow arrows were shot, the door that was still pushed by the palm of his left hand was pulled by Huck forcefully. It creaked and creaked, not quite The door of the reliable'Snow Bear House' was torn down by him and held it in his hand like a shield.

　　 Duh, duh!

　　 Two crossbow arrows were nailed to the board fiercely, and the arrows even penetrated out.

　　Looking at the arrow that was close at hand, Huck hadn't taken the next step, just a sound of footsteps——

　　 Two silhouettes holding short swords and daggers are approaching quickly.

　　 Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that there are two guys holding crossbows not far away, staring at him firmly.

　　 Simply put, as long as he leaves the cover of the door panel, then he is in danger of being shot again.

And if you hold the door panel, when two people holding daggers and daggers get closer, the scene will be even more embarrassing-although he doesn't mind holding the door panel to fight against each other, he still has to beware of holding it in the distance The guy with the crossbow.

　　 In short, this is a situation that cannot be advanced or retreated.

　　If my right hand...

　　As soon as the thought of 　　 appeared, Huck shook his head vigorously-this was not an escape. In fact, people like Huck would not escape, he just had to face it.

　　Since he has lost one hand, use the remaining hand to fight. This is Huck.

　　 "You must avoid the aim of two crossbows!"

Huck thought secretly, and at the same time looked at the hotel behind him--compared to the crossbow, although the one size smaller crossbow is easy to carry, it has more than a drop in power; if it is a crossbow, don’t say it. It is a solid wood door, even if it is covered with iron, it must be penetrated.

　　 Therefore, it is a very safe way to enter his own hotel.

　　 But, thinking of the guests in the hotel.

　　Although there are some nasty guys in it, Huck doesn't want to bring this trouble to him into it-not because of kindness, just because of principle.

　　 Principled guys are stubborn people.

　　 Obviously, Huck is like this!

　　 Almost at the next moment, Huck had his own plan——

"what!"

　　 Huck shouted, holding the door and rushing towards the two thieves holding daggers and daggers.

　　 As for the remaining two crossbows?

　　 Hack can't manage that much!

Whizzing!

　　 The sound of arrows breaking through the air rang at this moment, far more swift and decisive than Huck had imagined.

　　 "It's over!"

Huck sighed in his heart. You know, in order to be able to hold the two approaching thieves to the ground, he turned the shield that he held upright into a horizontal one; therefore, although he protected his chest and head, , His legs were exposed while running; now, arrows are coming towards his legs.

　　 Huck didn't think his legs could resist the attack of arrows.

　　 And once he loses his mobility, he will certainly die.

Almost subconsciously, Huck was just a meal, but the pain did not appear. On the contrary, two screams appeared in the distance, and Huck was overjoyed after just a glance—I saw the two thieves gesturing the crossbow. With arrows stuck in his body, he has fallen to the ground.

　　 Obviously, someone helped!

　　 I don’t know who helped, but this is a good thing——

　　 "Damn you guys, you should have a taste of Huck!"

　　 Huck threw the plank out with his left hand and drew the long sword around his waist with his left hand, and rushed towards the remaining two thieves.

　　 However, someone is faster than him!

　　 Dean, who was wearing mud, jumped out like flying, and the long sword in his hand was like lightning, which brought strong winds.

　　噗!

　　 One of the thieves had a sword in his throat, and immediately fell to the ground, contributing an [XP+2] ball of light to Dean; while the other one stooped and flashed over at that moment.

　　 However, he only flashed Dean's long sword, but he didn't flash Dean's foot after him.

boom!

　　 In the muffled sound, Dean's foot in his boots centered on the opponent's face; the thief, with several flying teeth and a short nose, turned over and fell.

　　 Then, Dean kicked again.

　　 his toes kicked firmly behind the opponent's neck—he needed a mouth~www.readwn.com~ not only to explain to Baron Tyre, but also he needed to interrogate the other side’s hiding place in Tyre.

　　 As Dean preparing to participate in the war, he absolutely would not allow it. Within his sight, there were other strongholds that he didn't know about.

　　 "Head, head!"

The militiamen on horseback rushed after Dean kicked the thief unconscious. The two militia captains were even at the forefront. After seeing Dean safe and sound, the two young men couldn’t help themselves. He breathed a sigh of relief; then, there was a wave of reverence-the previous action of avoiding arrows, killing the enemy, and then going straight to the rescue, in their opinion, is really incredible, you know, even if they knew there was an ambush. They just found the target and shoot arrows.

　　 However, their group leader arrived at the same time and killed another enemy.

　　 "Cut off the dead guy's head and put it in your merit bag!"

　　 Dean shouted loudly, and immediately, the militiamen began to drag the corpse up, and at this moment, Dean turned and walked towards Huck, looking at the soldier who was definitely going to be recruited.

　　 Similarly, Huck was also looking at the muddy young man in front of him.

　　 From the mouths of the militiamen, he guessed the identity of the opponent—the main guest invited by the baron.

　　 The acting head of the Fecharen Knights.

　　 It's just that Huck was thinking secretly: "Where is the young man from, so amazing!"

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