Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 170 169. Anxious to die

There were no cries of birds or animals in the woods, but instead the subtle friction of armor and steel could be heard.

It was already nightfall, and all serious caravans, lords and their guards should rest in the hotel at this time.

The King's Road is a very simple road. As long as you walk it a few times, people on the road can basically make a suitable plan to find a warm and comfortable hotel at night.

So it is self-evident as to the identity of the person waiting here at this time.

When Eddard Stark heard Lan En's whispered explanation, his tired eyes widened slightly, and his prim and serious face seemed to want to turn his head to look at the young man for a moment to see if he was serious.

But Ed was someone who had led troops in wars, so he immediately restrained his impulse.

He calmly passed over the five soldiers behind him. The group of people seemed to be about to turn around and go back without any abnormality.

But when Ed had reached the other end of the line, he shouted without warning!

"Evacuate! Full speed!"

Immediately, the originally gentle horse's hooves took off, splashing mud spots and clods of soil.

"Don't stand there, let's go!"

Lan En was now at the end of the team, urging the five dumbfounded warriors. They immediately woke up, kicked off their horses' hooves, and ran towards the camp.

Lan En's temporary reaction was indeed useful. It was not until the horses of the five soldiers had picked up speed that a series of "squeaking" sounds came from the woods ahead.

In this moment, the group of people had moved at least fifteen meters away. Moreover, one's own war horse also accelerated faster than the opponent.

In the woods, a man as thick and violent as a brown bear roared: "Fire arrows! Idiot! Let me fire all your arrows! Leave Ed Stark alone!"

Lan En had heard that voice at the tourney. Just as Ed had guessed, the one who blocked him was [The Mountain] Gregor Clegane!

He is a well-trained knight, and he knows that the time difference is enough to prevent his horses from catching up with the opponent. So he simply started shooting arrows.

When Lan En heard "shoot an arrow", he immediately released [Quen's Seal] from his hand.

The dim golden magic shield is like the reflection of a torch in the night, and is not noticeable.

Scattered arrows pierced the air and enveloped the group of people galloping on horseback.

The main target was focused on Ed, who was in the lead, while the other part was aimed at the back of Lan En, who was at the end.

The strength of Lan En's magic power has long surpassed that of his former teacher. Bordon's [Quen's Seal] can only hold up in front of the arrow.

But now, Lan En has deflected all three or four arrows, and his [Quen's Seal] still has some remaining power and is not broken.

The witcher narrowed his eyes slightly, assessing the current situation.

Judging from the number of arrows, the enemy numbered about twenty, which was indeed a small force.

"Ed has already rushed at least forty meters away, still riding on a bumpy horse. Even if you want to hit a modern rifle, you have to be somewhat skillful. It's impossible for a mere bow and arrow. Damn it!!!"

"Xilulu!"

Just when Lan En relaxed for a while, an arrow shot along a parabola crossed above Lan En's field of vision.

Then it stabbed directly into the hind legs of Ed's horse!

If it is pierced into the buttocks of a horse with thick muscles, the horse can even run faster under pain.

But I injured my leg while running.

Lan En even let out a national curse that he hadn't seen in a long time in surprise.

What level of shooter is this?

Ed's horse lurched and rolled on the ground. Fortunately, Ed was also a veteran on the battlefield. The moment the horse was hit by an arrow, he felt something was wrong and immediately pulled his legs out of the stirrups.

Only then did he avoid being sucked into the body of the rolling war horse.

But even so, he felt dizzy for a moment, and even his voice had an accent.

Lan En, who was at the back of the team, suddenly felt a little bit in trouble.

The most important person in the entire team was Ed. He was shot off his horse, and there was no point in leaving the others.

"Good shot!" The rich voice like a brown bear behind him shouted, "[Sweet Mouth], when I take off Ed's head, you will get a large reward!"

As he spoke, the unusually heavy sound of horse hooves sounded.

A knight who is as powerful as Lan En is charging!

"Get out of the way!" The sound of horse hooves behind him was approaching step by step, and Lan En shouted to the five helpless soldiers in front of him.

Several horses passed by the Duke of the North who was still unconscious on the ground. Lan En bent sideways on the horse and was about to fish the person away.

Although Ed's eyes were blurred, he still stretched out his arms hard, trying to grab Lan En's hand as soon as possible.

And just when the two were about to shake hands successfully.

"[Sweet mouth]!"

The powerful voice behind him shouted loudly.

What followed was a slightly shrill response, a voice filled with confidence and a sadistic smile.

"Understood, sir!"

With a "swish" sound, a fast arrow drew out of the darkness.

Lan En is currently holding the saddle with one hand and reaching for Ed with the other hand, and has no time to unfold the seal.

He clearly heard the sound of the arrow, and even Mentos could outline the trajectory of the arrow in his mind, but he just couldn't deal with it!

The war horse neighed in pain, and there was an arrow in the leg of Lan En's horse.

The hundreds of kilograms of war horse flesh began to roll, but this time, it did not affect its rider.

The moment Lan En judged the impact point of the arrow, he had already jumped off the horse and jumped to Ed's side with a light posture.

It's not like jumping off a horse that's about to fall, but just like walking down a flight of steps.

The unusually heavy sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, followed by shouts and noises.

But Lan En just narrowed his eyes slightly at this time and seemed not to care much.

His right hand reached behind his back and grasped the hilt of the sword. The expression on that handsome face was as cold as ice.

Originally, this was a perfect response to the attack.

Originally, they could lure the enemy to the camp and deal with them at the least cost.

originally

"I'm a little angry." The clear sword blade was drawn out, and it looked like running water in the moonlight. Lan En's tone was very calm.

Ed shook his head and finally regained his normal vision.

And the moment he regained his vision, he discovered how much chilling things were hidden in the slightly squinted cat eyes of the young man in front of him.

"Are you really in a hurry to die?"

Lan En now faced the charging tall warhorse instead.

But the war mount, which was neighing with excitement, fell silent after looking into the cat's eyes.

The enemy's horses were covered in scaly vests, and ordinary crossbow arrows would not be able to damage the horses through the vests.

The enemy himself was carrying a lance that was at least three and a half meters long, and Lan En didn't even have a shield in his hand.

In fact, the huge black man on the horse's back can see his violent and playful eyes through the observation hole of the helmet.

But the demon hunter just stretched out his left hand that was not holding a sword, straightened it forward, and spoke calmly.

"——[Alder]"

"Bang!"

The cold white magic aura suddenly appeared in the night!

Compressed to the ground by the superb control, the concentrated shock wave directly swept over the hooves of the war horse! It's like a magic trip rope.

The war horse armor can easily resist crossbow arrows, but it cannot cope with the stumbling ropes during the charge.

On the King's Avenue in the dark night, amidst the loud noise of physical collision, there was another war horse that broke its own neck.

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