From the time he approached the town of Tyre, Dean was already on full alert, and even, he deliberately let the war horse not decrease, rushed to the gate of the town, and arrived in the town, which was also done deliberately.

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

In fact, the place where he stopped happened to be the most suitable place for the two thieves who attacked him, and it was also the closest position.

As for why?

Previously, Dean had probed the surroundings more than once, and his mind had thoroughly deduced the attack and retreat route of the two thieves dozens of times.

And what he also deduces is how he should dodge and counterattack.

So, if he could, Dean would definitely not disrupt the rhythm of those thieves.

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

Luckily, it's going on as usual.

Sou!

Dean, who was on full alert, quickly flipped over after hearing such a sound of breaking the air, and immediately hid under the horse's belly.

Riding on a war horse, in the face of this kind of arrows that attack in the dark, dodging left and right is not the best solution, because your body is on the back of a horse, which will inevitably limit your dodge space, so in order to be able to dodge more effectively, turning over and hiding under the horse's belly is the best choice.

Even, the war horse itself can be a shield.

It's a method Dean learned from a retired old thief, but he would never use it if he could; After all, in his heart, he still recognized the words of the Grand Duchess very much: 'War horses are our faithful companions, on the battlefield, in addition to the sword in your hand, you should rely on your horse the most, 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 our qiē!' Dean doesn't reject that.

In fact, Dean, who was once known as Hagaslo's lone wolf, is a pragmatist.

He will not favor any side, stick to any form, he will only choose what is advantageous to him.

Just like at this moment-

Dean, who had turned over under the horse's belly, paid no attention to the mud in the snow on the ground, and just rolled like this, with a splash of mud, and quickly approached the thief who had suddenly attacked.

Then, a sword stabs out!

When Dean stabbed the sword, he was still four or five men away from the thief, but when Dean's arm was stretched out and he lunged forward with force, the sword had already pierced the other man's throat - not an assassin's assassination, but a knight's sword in the true sense of the word.

It's just that he has changed from a state of riding a horse to a foot fight.

Burst!

Blood splattered, and suddenly, the crowd was startled, and then they screamed, dodging in all directions - chaos was irrepressible, but definitely not in the direction the thieves had hoped.

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

Dean didn't hesitate, and with a flip of his wrist, the other party fell down holding his throat.

【xp+2】

【xp+2】

Two fingertip-sized white balls of experience light indicate that the other party is completely dead; However, the battle is far from over, and the ambush in the distance continues.

"Murder! Kill! ”

When he heard such a shout, Huck, who was just about to go out to the baron's dinner, drew the long sword at his waist without hesitation, pushed the door and walked out.

Whizzing!

And Huck, who had just pushed open the door of the 'Snow Bear House', was attacked, and two crossbow arrows shot out - even after the broken arm, the swordsmanship, confrontation training, and rich combat experience that did not stop, saved his life at this time, almost when the two crossbow arrows came, the door that was still pushed by the palm of his left hand was pulled hard by Huck, and the door of the 'Snow Bear House', which was already squeaking and creaking, and was not very reliable, was torn off by him and held in his hand like a shield.

Duh, duh!

The two crossbow arrows were nailed to the plank, and the arrows even pierced through.

Looking at the arrow that was close at hand, Huck hadn't made the next move, when a sound of footsteps sounded-

Two figures armed with short swords and daggers were rapidly approaching.

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

To put it simply, as soon as he gets out of the door panel, then he is in danger of being shot again.

And if he held the door panel, it would be even more embarrassing when two men with short swords and daggers approached - although he didn't mind fighting the other party with the door panel, he still had to watch out for the guy with the crossbow in the distance.

In short, this is a situation where there is no way out.

If my right hand ......

As soon as such a thought appeared, Huck shook his head vigorously - this is not an escape, in fact, people like Huck will not escape, he just needs to face it.

Now that you have lost one hand, use the remaining one to fight, and this is Huck.

"You have to dodge the sights of the two crossbows!"

Huck thought to himself, and looked at the inn behind him—the crossbow, which was one size smaller than the crossbow, was easier to carry, but it was more than a step lower in power; If it's a crossbow, don't say it's a solid wood door panel, even if it's an iron-clad one, it has to be penetrated.

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

However, think of the guests inside the inn.

Although there were some nasty creatures in it, Huck didn't want to bring the trouble that was coming his way into it—not because of kindness, but just because of principle.

Principled guys, all stubborn people.

Obviously, Huck is like that!

Almost the next moment, Huck had his own plan-

"Hah!"

Huck, shouting, held the door panel and rushed towards the two thieves with short swords and daggers.

As for the remaining two crossbows?

Huck can't do that much!

Whizzing!

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

"It's over!"

Huck sighed inwardly, knowing that in order to be able to press the two thieves who were close to him to the ground, he had turned the shield he had held up before into a horizontal one; Therefore, although he protected his chest and head, his legs were exposed during the run; Now, arrows were coming at his legs.

Huck didn't think his legs could withstand arrows.

And once he loses his ability to act, he will naturally die.

Almost subconsciously, Huck was stunned, but the pain did not appear, but two screams appeared in the distance, and Huck was overjoyed after just one glance - only to see that the two thieves with crossbows had arrows stuck in their bodies and had fallen to the ground.

Apparently, someone helped!

I don't know who helped, but it's a good thing.

"Damn it, you should have a taste of Huck's awesomeness!"

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

However, someone is faster than him!

Dean, who was covered in mud, jumped out as if he was flying, and the long sword in his hand was like lightning, bringing up repeated strong winds.

Burst!

One of the thieves was stabbed in the throat and immediately fell to the ground, contributing an [XP+2] ball of light to Dean; And the other one bent over and flashed over at that moment.

However, he flashed only Dean's sword, not Dean's kick.

Bang!

In the muffled sound, Dean kicked the other man in the face with his boots; The thief, with a few flying teeth and a low nose, rolled over and fell.

Then, Dean kicked again.

The toe kicked him firmly in the back of the neck - he needed a mouth, not only to give Baron Tyr an explanation, but also to interrogate him about the other party's hiding place in Tyre.

As for Dean, who was preparing to go to war, he would never allow that there were other strongholds in his line of sight that he didn't know about.

"Commander, Commander!"

The militiamen on horseback arrived after Dean knocked the thief unconscious, and the two militia captains were at the front, and when they saw Dean who was safe and sound, the two young men couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; Then, there was a burst of reverence - the previous action of dodging arrows, counter-killing the enemy, and then going straight to the rescue seemed to them to be a bit incredible, you know, even if they knew that there was an ambush, they had only just found their target, and shot arrows with a bow.

However, their regimental commander had already arrived at the same time and killed another enemy.

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

Dean shouted loudly, and suddenly, the militia began to drag the corpse, and at this time, Dean turned and walked towards Huck, and his eyes began to look at the warrior who was definitely going to recruit him.

In the same way, Huck was looking at the young man covered in mud in front of him.

From the mouths of the militiamen, he guessed the identity of the other party, the main guest invited by the baron.

Acting Master of the Knights of Fecharon.

It's just that Huck is secretly thinking: "Where did the young man come from, so powerful!" ”

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