I’m used to it, and I’ve been drawn a few hundred again. The format will not be taken first~~~

　　

　　 "Is this the end?"

　　

　　The cold light was dazzling, but Bai Ou was in a daze. He heard the sound of his bones breaking, and then the whole body flew out heavily. The body was sore, and the bright red blood directly blurred his retina.

　　

　　 "Sarande, my hometown!"

　　

Bai Ou felt that his life was disappearing quickly, and the path in the family garden filled with fuchsia chrysanthemum appeared in his mind, and the girl in the red dress waiting for himself at the end of the path. At this moment, he was full of A nostalgic nostalgia, a path I walked in my childhood, a big banyan tree engraved with my own name, and a beautiful era without war, blood and hunger,

　　

　　 "Akira, I let you down!" Looking at the **** heaven and earth turning around, thinking of the name of a best friend, Bai Ou's **** young mouth showed a bitter smile, his eyes were loose, his body fell down.

　　

　　 "Bai Ou! What are you doing, you're not going to kill him yet!" Suddenly, he woke him up with a stern scream,

　　

The illusion receded, the real situation reflected in his **** eyes, there was no garden, or a red skirt girl, surrounded by companions chased by Norman cavalry, he saw a companion head flying in the air, The blood column sprayed out from the headless body, and the body was still running forward,

　　

The Norman Qing cavalry had rushed in completely, and there was fierce melee, fighting, the cold light of the weapons of both sides continued to bring blood, and the heavy horses rolled with a violent roar from the front of the entire queue, countless Nongcha also greeted him with a certain death,

　　

　　 In these chaotic pictures, he saw a tall **** back, blocking himself in front of him. The tall even completely blocked the light in front.

　　

The sharp gunpoint protruded from the back of this body, thick blood mixed with bone slag, and with the long gun that sprang out, sprayed the face on the back, and scolded his own voice, it was this person Shouted

　　

　　 "Walal!"

　　

　　Bai Ou felt a **** surge, and from the strength of the other person's superior, Bai Ou recognized at a glance who was the person who pushed himself away at a critical moment and blocked himself from a fatal shot.

　　

　　 There is no doubt that the person with broken bones is not himself, but Valal,

　　

　　 "Don't kill him yet! Are you happy that I really want to hang up?" Valalle turned his head in pain, shouting at the half-stunned daze,

　　

At this moment, Bai Ou discovered that Valal's thick hands were holding the long gun that Normandy heavy cavalry pierced into his body. The pain on his face was rolling down with big sweat beads, and the Normandy heavy cavalry was Scrambling to find a second weapon, wanting to kill this fugitive who haunts himself,

　　

　　 In just a few seconds, a pair of heavy iron flail has been held in the hand by the Normandy heavy cavalry,

　　

"go to hell!"

　　

　　Lifted high, Baiou could even see the Normandy cavalry with a smug grin, a thousand shots, as long as the flail fell, the Valal nailed to the gun must be the end of the flowering head

　　

Bai Ou, like a spring, picked up a broken fork from the ground at a speed that was too fast to cover his ears, and threw it fiercely at the throat position of this heavy cavalry. He knew that for head movement Convenience,

　　

　　The armor of the cavalry in the throat area is generally a ring-shaped soft mail armor. From the previous situation of wearing a cavalry with a single arrow, the most feared soft armor of the form iron ring is the sharp piercing,

　　

　　 "Biji"

　　

Sure enough, the Normandy heavy cavalry had to stop the flail that was about to be shot down, and panickedly raised the cavalry shield on his left hand to block the sharp fork that was shot at his throat. In his eyes, these humble Saland slaves The life is not worth fighting for a high knight like yourself. The agricultural fork hit the sturdy semi-arc shield without any suspense, made a crisp sound, and then bounced away,

　　

In just a few seconds, Baiou, who was already strong enough, quickly pulled the cavalry longbow in hand according to the family secret, "creak" a clear voice, the bow string was pulled down by Baiou in the shortest one second. vertex,

　　

　　Like magic, a sharp long arrow has been hung on the bowstring,

　　

　　 "Go to death!" Just like the master of life and death, at the moment when Bai Ou laid down the Normandy heavy cavalry shield, **** vigorously released the half-moon-like bow string, and the cold light brought by the arrow clusters flashed out like lightning.

　　

"Pouting" Li Jian had no suspense, with a penetrating chill, shot into the throat of the Normandy heavy cavalry with an incredible look, and the close impact, so that the heavy tower-like heavy knight was also physically Impact back

　　

　　"Humble...disgusting...mouth. Home.

　　

　　. Partner! "

　　

The Normandy heavy cavalry stared at him with round eyes, and said something in Normandy in his mouth. He might not believe it. He was so worthless. He held the tail of the arrow cluster that shot through his throat. , Seems to want to pull out the arrow cluster,

　　

　　 The bravery of this Norman knight made the scalp of Bai Ou look numb,

　　

The arrow just now, from pulling the bow to shooting out, has made him use up all his strength, and Valal has already kneeled to the ground because of excessive blood loss, if the Normandy knight is not dead ,

　　

　　You can cut both recognitions with just one click,

　　

Fortunately, after a few seconds, this brave Normandy heavy cavalry, riding on the body of the horse, eventually rolled down from the top due to the loss of balance, and the horse was suddenly beside it because it suddenly lost its owner. Stopped, sticking out wet tongue and licking down to the ground, the owner who did not respond at all

　　

　　 "Get on the horse, hurry up!" Valalle, who was covered in blood, slammed the white Euler who was still bending down and tried his best to push the off-white Bai Ou to the lost horse.

　　

"Come up, let's go together!" Baiou reached out to him immediately, surrounded by slashed Normandy cavalry, the queue of the fugitives was completely washed away by the formation of the formation, the corpses ran across the field, and lost the formation of the escape , Fell down like a cut wheat straw,

　　

　　 "I can't go"

　　

Valal gave a smile to Bai Ou on the horse, his right hand was covering the pierced wound, and he was covered with blood. His body was kneeling on the ground again, a big mouth cough, broken internal organs and blood kept coming out of his mouth, saying "Remember what I once told you, don't give up anyway, go back with our hopes!"

　　

　　 "No lesbian!"

　　

Bai Ou shouted in pain, tears like broken beads, could not help coming out of his eyes that had dried up, Valal's body fell heavily on the wasteland, the bright red blood stained the snow below , Forming a **** quagmire, the surroundings have been completely messed up, the Normandy cavalry rampaged, and the fugitives have been mostly killed and injured

　　

　　 "Kill everyone!"

　　

　　 a Normandy cavalry yelled with excitement, striding down his beloved warhorse seemed to have a hunch, and it was difficult to control from left to right. At this time, he heard a strange sound overhead from the chaotic noise.

　　

"what"

　　

　　 The Normandy cavalry raised his head blankly, and the sharp arrow poked deep into his chest, one and two.

　　

　　. . . . The blood was splashing, his body had not fallen, the horse had inserted a dozen arrow clusters, **** metal arrows came out of his back, the cold metallic luster mixed with his blood, the body and the crotch Horses fall to the ground together

　　

　　 "Wow! Wow! Wow!" Just like him, a dozen Normandy cavalry who were chasing the fugitives were also shot down by horses with arrows.

　　

"what's the situation?"

　　

White Ou Leng took a moment, and in the direction of the arrow burst, he saw the black cavalry all over his body continuously showing up from the heights of the wilderness hills not far away. These cavalry had cold and sharp spears in their hands. Bow, moving forward slowly,

　　

　　Baiou saw a Normandy cavalry hit by such an arrow, and a powerful white short crossbow arrow shot through his lungs. He didn't die for a while, and he kept spitting pink foam in his mouth, leaning his head against a rock and panting.

　　

　　 "The enemy!"

　　

The Normandy cavalry couldn’t keep up the chase, they wanted to run away, but the black armored cavalry who had been pressed across from them didn’t seem to let them go. The extremely fast light cavalry also ran out of the black armored cavalry queue. On the war horse, with a quirky long bow and arrows, they shot out like beads. The Norman cavalry were all light horses. Once they were shot, a blood was marked, and they fell to the ground from the war horse.

　　

　　Where did Bai Ou stand up? He wanted to run, but he didn’t know where to run. These sudden appearances of the black armor cavalry made it difficult for people to develop a sense of resistance. It was a feeling of absolute suppression.

　　

He has the same feeling as him, and there are more than a dozen survivors who have survived. They are exhausted. Everyone is injured. Facing the suddenly killed black armored cavalry, they can only crouch desperately on the ground, waiting for being killed. Cut off his head with a knife,

　　

　　The black armored cavalry rolled over like a hurricane, and Bai Ou closed his eyes in pain~lightnovelpub.net~ waiting for the last moment to come

　　

　　 "Are you all Salanders?" A familiar folk voice came, Bai Ou's body was slightly shaken, and he couldn't believe his ears,

　　

　　 He opened his eyes and saw that the black cavalry group had stopped nearby and surrounded them in the middle. The appearance of these black armored cavalry was strange, and there seemed to be no hostility. The thing that made him feel the most shocking soul was,

　　

　　 He saw many black armoured cavalrymen covered with a piece of white gauze, which fluttered in the wind and looked good, like a battle flag. This is the customary dress of the Sarande Mamunuk knight

　　

　　 "We are all Salander!"

　　

　　 Some of the survivors dared to respond, the silence in the air was terrible, no one knew what the consequences of this sentence would be, and it was not the case that they were not captured by other lords in the past.

　　

"It's an honor, brave soldiers, we are also Salander! Our powerful army has landed, and you will soon be able to return home." The cavalry commander across the line suddenly saluted them with a Salander, mouth corner Smile, said Sala German in a straight line,

　　

　　 "Long live!" The survivor made cheers, and Bai Ou's tears couldn't help but splash in the wind. He found himself in this cruel winter, but he smelled the floral fragrance from Saland, everything was like spring.

　　

, (To be continued) [This text is provided by @偶氏尊尊, the handsome and handsome Yushu Linfenghua Jiandu who also sees a tire while driving the update team] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommendation, monthly pass, Your support is my biggest motivation. )