Swing forward, swing back, bend over, stride - the sharp tip of the spear brushed against the edge of Barrett's helmet, leaving only a hair-thin scratch on it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info And the guy immediately bowed his arm after the lunge missed, and the straightened gun struck Barrett with a powerful air-breaking sound.

Barrett, who had just escaped, heard the sound of breaking the air behind his head and wanted to swing his knife to intercept it. But seeing the six roads, he finally suppressed this impulse and just lowered his head to dodge. At the same time, he picked up the 'broken peak' and slashed it straight, and with a 'click', another spear that pierced Barrett's chest was cut off at the waist. In the collision, the front half of the gun, along with the head of the gun, swirled a few times in mid-air, and then landed in the snow on the side.

It's a pity that the rider holding the broken spear is the elite of Lucia's kingdom after all, and even when the head of the spear and the first half of the gun are gone, he still maintains a composure that is rare for ordinary people. He only adjusted his wrist slightly, allowing the half-barrel to continue towards Barrett.

"Bang-hum!" Even without the sharp head, even if Barrett had adjusted his body, it was not a head-on collision with the broken gun. The powerful impact of the carefully selected war horse after running still made the broken spear crash into the solid pure gold cuirass with an unusually clear sound in this winter night.

At this point, Barrett felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest by a heavy hammer. Even with the protection of strong muscles and strong bones, his internal organs were still affected by some of the sensation of uncontrollable nausea rushing from his stomach pouch to his throat.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Barrett's mouth, and thankfully the spear that came from behind was successfully dodged by Barrett. But at this time, he didn't have time to think about his injuries. The 'broken peak', which was already in the end, was lifted and waved backhanded, followed by two crisp sounds. Immediately after that, there was a sound behind Barrett that could not be stopped.

Almost at the same time, a cloud of snow splashed on Barrett's left rear. It was a rider who was thrown off his horse because he struggled desperately when his hind leg was cut off. Although the cavalryman already had quite a bit of experience in dealing with such situations. But the war horse's violent reaction still smashed this guy to pieces.

Just as the guy shook his head and managed to get up, there was only a 'silver arc' left in his field of vision. The cold sword light flashed, and then the off-duty soldier who had been carefully trained by the Brackepur family lost consciousness. Then, in a short period of time, his heart stopped, and his body became cold and stiff.

And those companions with this group, knowing that their comrades-in-arms were more and less lucky, they had no intention of turning back at this time - it was not easy for the galloping war horse to turn the horse's head. And from the first round of confrontation just now, these light cavalry of the Brackepur family also roughly have a preliminary impression of Barrett's strength. They knew that if they turned around at this time and prepared to attack that person again, they were afraid that before they could complete their speed, the opponent's broadsword would already be there.

The cavalry decided that rather than take such a big risk and gamble on a battle that might not be rewarding, it would be better to continue to increase the speed of their horses and aim their charge on other enemies not far away. Even the remaining enemies have the same strength as the one they just fought, but their own strength will not be affected by the slowdown.

"Ahem!" After dealing with the enemy, Barrett, who coughed up the remaining bruises, took out a bottle of potion from his belt and poured it on himself without saying a word. At the same time, Barrett complained constantly in his heart. You must know that he has turned on the 'flash' effect, and he obviously has a good chance of evasion, but tonight he was hit by the enemy's attacks one after another.

Although things related to probability are always unstable, such changes still make Barrett seriously doubt his appearance. If he thinks he has time, he needs to go to the temple of the goddess of luck to pray for blessings, or go to the temple of the goddess of bad luck to pay some protection money.

Of course, such emotional ups and downs did not affect Barrett's next actions. After he had settled his personal problems, he gave up the cannon fodder that he could knead and turned to chase after the damned light cavalry. Because Barrett knew that cannon fodder units such as those local troops and frontier guards would definitely not be valued by Lucia's middle and senior leaders.

As long as the regime is not paralyzed, and the atmosphere on the continent west of Israel is only a few months, Lucia will have a way to pull out a team of the same. Although it cannot be said that there are as many deaths as possible, it is not a simple matter to change from quantitative to qualitative change, and then have an impact on the overall situation.

And the light cavalry under the command of the Brackepur family is different. This kind of full-time soldier who has been trained for many years is not so simple to replenish. More than double digits of casualties would make Duke Brackpool's heart bleed. In line with the principle of hitting or hurting, and staring at high-value targets, Barrett naturally turned his gaze to his companion after removing the hussar's identity badge.

Although with the help of 'Acceleration Technique' and 'Raven Tactic', it was not difficult for Barrett to catch up with the light cavalry who had just passed him. However, considering that the speed difference between the two sides does not seem to be large, I am afraid that the strength of the move after catching up will be affected a little.

On the other hand, the few remaining players also sensed a threat when they saw the speeding hussars - they knew that it was an enemy that Barrett had not been able to stop, and it was definitely dangerous.

Claudia, who emerged from the woods, immediately plucked several green fruits from her bracelet and threw them vigorously into the path of the light cavalry. The fruits that fell to the ground grew rapidly in the snow, and if there was enough light, you could even see them adding a touch of green to the cold and lonely earth in this cold season.

Unfortunately, on this night when there was no even starlight, the Lucia hussars saw countless tentacles dancing in front of them in the wind—the fast-growing branches formed an entire area of thorns in a very short time. For this reason, the shock cavalry had to tighten the reins and leap on their horses, hoping to jump over the thorny area that one man had come to be several meters high and wide.

Unfortunately, jumping in the snow was more affected than running, and the thorn bushes appeared so suddenly that Lucia's hussars didn't have time to react. So although these guys didn't plunge into the thorn bush in the end, the belly and hind legs of the war horse under the crotch were more or less cut out by the barbs of the thorns.

And such pain also slightly affected the state of the war horse. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that these special war horses had been adjusted with special alchemy potions, they would have been out of control a long time ago under the influence of the Fireball Technique. Although the thorn scratches this time were not as good as the damage caused by the fireballs, they were also worse on the whole.

Affected by this, the horses that landed on the ground did not immediately charge, but took two steps on the spot with a slight discomfort. Seeing this rare opportunity, Rielly, who was still in the air, immediately threw out a viscous and strong net. In an instant, the riders were enveloped.

However, these light cavalry were not the cannon fodder of the past, and as soon as they had controlled their mounts under their crotches, they immediately raised their whips and whipped them vigorously - and under the condition of pain in the hips, the horses began to speed up and gallop. These horses, which were already markedly different from their natural relatives, rushed out of the cobweb zone with the riders on their backs faster. Only the broken net that was pulled to the ground was left behind.

But with such a delay, the players immediately used more blocking methods. After a long period of practice, Claudia became more comfortable with the spirit of speech. Under the influence of this force, which could not be resisted by ordinary means, two riders distanced themselves from their comrades one after another.

But just as Claudia was about to turn her mouth at the third person, she immediately spotted Barrett, who was popping up behind the pile. Then he changed the words in his mouth and blessed Barrett in the distance. As the positive effect of the 'Inertial Conflict' took effect, the thorns that had been in front of Barrett began to push away at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving Barrett with a channel that only he could pass through. And then the broken cobwebs also opened a special passage for Barrett's arrival.

With Claudia's help, Barrett successfully passed these troublesome obstacles, and at the same time, the distance between him and the cavalry in front of him was further reduced. But it was then that Barrett's peripheral vision spotted the shadows in the river. The Lucian officers, who had chased her from the camp on the other side of the river, seemed to be about to go ashore.

'Damn! These Lucians are more dedicated than I thought! Deal with these guys first, and you can't let them meet. With this in mind, Barrett leaped forward, and swung his blade at the horse whose front hooves had just stepped onto the river.

And those Lucia officers even had a look of disdain on their faces after seeing Barrett's reckless actions. In their view, jumping in the middle of a war, if used for an active attack, is actually no different from suicide - unless the opponent is free to change direction in the air.

I saw that the man who was attacked laughed and pulled out his matching sword and slashed at Barrett, who seemed to be unavoidable. Immediately after the two sides made contact, the Lucian nobleman's eyes widened. Because the force coming from his arm seemed to tell him that the part of his slash was nothing but air. And his broadsword passed directly through Barrett's figure as if he had seen a ghost.

Just as he was about to wonder why he had changed, a sharp pain interrupted his thoughts. Then he saw his body and mount from a perspective he had never seen before, and then the icy river flooded his head in an instant, obscuring his view.

Ignoring the gushing blood, Barrett expertly removed the identity badge from the corpse, as well as the tassel ribbon representing the opposing officer's status and the family crest of the nobleman's status. Then he fixed his eyes on the other Lucia officers who followed him.

And those Lucia nobles whose legs were numb from the cold water of the river, the battle between Barrett and his comrades who had just witnessed it. Although the fire on the other side followed, many of them could only vaguely notice something. But a few of them still have dim vision. It was because of witnessing Barrett's strange abilities that these Lucia soldiers became a little hesitant.

As nobles, they have better resources and a better environment than commoners. Although in terms of their own strength, they were not much stronger than those light cavalry sent by the Brackepur family, and they were even worse in the coordination of group operations. But let's talk about the insight aspect. But it's not comparable to those who come from civilian backgrounds.

Although they were not very knowledgeable mages, these people were more or less aware of several abilities similar to the one in front of them. From the 'displacement' and 'flashing' of spells to the 'virtual body' and 'spirit body' of special abilities, quite a lot of ideas popped up in their minds. At the same time, I also found that at the moment, without the support of the mage, there was no particularly effective way to deal with those situations.

If it was an ordinary cavalryman, he might go up and fight hard at this time. But these Lucia nobles who were sent to the frontier have already had a sense of honor that has been smoothed out by their own experiences. What is not lacking in this world are those who have a certain ability, but are not enough to ignore the environment, and have some relationships but are not enough to rely on relationships to get good treatment.

These mediocre people also feel a visceral dissatisfaction with everything around them because of their own situation. Therefore, in terms of honor, compared with other nobles, it is somewhat discounted. At the same time, in terms of their own security concerns, they are more sensitive than those who are higher than them.

And Barrett's violent and bizarre killing method at the beginning left a lot of shadows in the hearts of these people. So much so that they are now a little heterogeneous because they are unwilling to fight Barrett.

At the same time, the Lucia light cavalry on the river bank also officially fought the remaining players. Thanks to enough reaction time, four light cavalry in front and behind were transformed into crawling turtles under Claudia's 'speed of the high west wind'. And once the shock cavalry loses the power brought by the speed, the deterrent effect will naturally be greatly reduced. But even so, the remaining 2 riders still caused great problems for the players. (To be continued.) )