"Everyone is up, get up quickly, I hear the sound of horse hooves!" One-eyed Baoli shouted urgently with his ear against the ground.

"Can you hear about the approximate number of people?" Farkne asked after coming over.

"The number of people should not be large, but I don't know how much. If I had this ability, I would have fought so many years of bad wars?"

One-eyed Baoli stood up and rolled his eyes and said.

"Everything is on, hurry!"

Then the nine people fled desperately, but unfortunately the team behind them became closer and closer. From the shocked birds in the forest, they knew that they were about to contact them.

They didn't run much far away at this time.

"Damn it, the enemy behind him is too tight, so there must be a better war horse."

"What do you think you should do?"

"Stop, and if you rush down hard, you will be caught up sooner or later. Get ready to face the enemy!" Farkne said, wiped his sweat.

"You're crazy. We don't know how many of them are. This is going to die!" Fatty Jack complained.

"What do you want to do? Keep running and even if the people behind us don't catch up, our horses will be exhausted to death. These are not standard military horses."

"So the only way out now is to defeat the team behind, otherwise it would be just to delay the death time!"

"Okay, what you said makes sense, damn it!"

Next, Corleon and the others stopped riding, found a favorable terrain, and began to hide the horses behind the tree.

And they took their weapons and equipment, hid in the grass and planned to fight.

Farkne thought that it would be great if there was a trip Marso, and he would definitely get a lot of advantages, but unfortunately they would not think so much when they escaped.

Several of them also drew out short bows on their backs, some of them used to be soldiers and some were hunters.

Corleon did not know how to use bows and arrows at all, so he didn't bring them with him when he ran away, which made him look at it. This skill is something he must learn in the future.

As we get closer, we can see several knights appearing in the trail in front of us. Fortunately, they are not many, only 7, but the knights in the lead look like an iron man.

The knight was wearing sturdy metal plate armor all over his body, and his helmet was the most distinctive, like an iron can.

Similarly, his horse was covered in armor, like a moving iron mountain.

Farkne made a few gestures and told the archers behind not to shoot this big guy.

After all, the subordinates of this Can Knight are not as good as his equipment, and most of them are still wearing armor.

The canned knight in charge puts a mace horizontally on the horse he rides. As long as you find the situation, you can raise the mace to destroy the enemy at any time.

This knight looks scary, but the battle also depends on the terrain. If you meet such an opponent on a flat grassland, it will definitely be a nightmare.

However, this was just a small path in the mountains, and there were dense trees on both sides, so he couldn't rush in at all, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to climb up after accidentally falling.

I don’t know what he thought. The most suitable terrain for this kind of terrain is the infantry. Even cavalry is much more suitable for archers. It can only be said that the money is too tempting!

At this time, the Knight Arthur was still excited about how many gold coins he could get after he beat the slaves in one fell swoop.

He hasn't worn this set of armor for a long time. After all, he hasn't fought for a while. It was so satisfying to think of the battle with Lord Marcas.

But now that the young master is dead, when Lord Makas falls, he has to think about his way out. After all, if he loses the territory of his heir, he will be taken away by the king.

The current king Carlos is a greedy and cruel monarch.

"Oh, a living slave is worth 1,500 gold coins. What if the rest are captured, Mr. Brand said that there were at least 8 or 9 slaves at that time."

"If I caught 9 people, how much would it cost? Well, I can't count it all at once." At this moment, the canned knight Arthur's mind was filled with beautiful fantasies.

Arthur did not notice that Corleone and his team were ambushing the bushes.

He didn't expect that these weak slaves in his eyes would dare to fight back.

Several feather arrows flew out, some shot the knight's mount, and some shot the people above.

This time it was a mess. Two people in the small team of 7 people were caught, and one horse ran towards the forest, completely losing control.

Arthur then realized that he had been ambushed and had become so careless after not fighting for several years.

But he was not afraid, after all, his equipment was very defensive, and these arrows could not hurt him at all.

What’s hateful is that these damn slaves are hiding in the woods, so he doesn’t dare to ride in. If there is any pit, it will be a big trouble.

Arthur shouted loudly to his subordinates who were in chaos, asking them to continue rushing forward, and waited until they left the range of the bow and arrow before they all dismounted to fight.

At this time, he didn't care about the two cavalry who had fallen to the ground, and just rushed forward on his own.

On Corleone's side, these archers rely on their advantage of being close to each other, so their accuracy is good, but when the enemy runs away, the accuracy is much worse.

Farkne asked the archers to quickly shoot the two knights who were shot down, but both of them hid behind the tree.

"Go up! Kill them!" Seeing that the bow and arrow were useless, Farkne directed everyone to rush forward.

The nine slaves each held their weapons and rushed towards the positions of the two cavalrymen.

The two cavalrymen were also timid and ran deep into the forest, revealing their backs.

Soon the feather arrow shot them and was then killed by several people who rushed over.

On the other hand, Can Knight Arthur stopped sprinting and asked his men to help him get off his mount, then directed them to rush back.

Corleon and others were also prepared to face the remaining five enemies.

Arthur looked at the slaves standing in front of him with an angry expression on his face. When will even a mere slave dare to resist the noble knight?

Not to mention that this group of people killed a nobleman, this is a great sin. Sinners must use their lives to cleanse the shame!

He picked up the mace in his hand and started a charge. Although his equipment was heavy, his movement speed was still not slow, just like an iron bear.

All four of his men protected their predecessors with round shields and held scimitars.

In the eyes of Farkne, Baoli and others, the guys in front of them were full of threats, and they didn't even know whether the weapons in their hands could penetrate the armor.

At this time, Corleon stood up. This should be the newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Although the enemy on the opposite side ran over and made heavy footsteps like "dong, dong, dong", Corleon also had enough confidence in his strength.

Corleon held the dagger in his hand and even launched a charge.
Chapter completed!