Pivot of the Sky

The mountain road in front passes through a small open area between the two narrow entrances, on both sides are the rocks of the cliffs. Thirty people are indeed ambushed in the dense forest!

Twenty-four people had crossbows in their hands, the strings had not yet been pulled apart, but the arrows had been mounted. The black arrow rods and tail feathers did not look at all in the shadow of the trees, and the arrow clusters appeared in a faint blue glow, as if they had been fed giant poison. This is a forbidden crossbow for folk, the bowstring makes very little noise, the size of the crossbow arrow, but it shoots very accurately!

The black crossbow is engraved with a magic pattern, and that powerful crossbow string requires a strong blood samurai to pull it apart. Twenty-four crossbowmen were ambushed on each side of the hill, each with twelve men. From the side of the forest where Medanzo and Amon are located, a man is ambushed across the road, the scepter in his hand sweeps the whole way, the hint of a great magician!

There is also a silent lurking samurai with a sword among the crossbowmen, and the power sensation in the invisible is actually a great samurai. There were also three priests among the assassins, two on this side of the road and one across the street.

Medanzo sucked in a cold airway: “A clear crossbow of magic, ambushed two complete squads, commanded by a great magician, and cooperated with two other great warriors! What kind of war is this? Even if I had found them, it would not have been possible to silently depress all these assassins. ”

Amon nodded: “Their ambush was in a very good position to monitor each other on the side of the road, with a great magician on the lookout, two great samurai protection tactics and three cleric formations to detect. Even if I did, it would not be possible to solve it all at once in silence, and someone would be able to detect the movement and send an alarm. ”

Medanzo frowned: “Are these men here to assassinate Aristotle? Isn't that a bit exaggerated? ”

Amon also frowned: "There is no need to kill a man in such a big battle. The more assassins there are, the better. Look at this rack. What are they doing? ”

Medanzo whispered: "Killing to kill must be to kill to kill to kill to kill! Not only do they want to kill Mr. Aristotle, but they will not leave the entire convoy alive, making the mission completely disappear. ”

Amon nodded: “I heard that Mr. Aristotle led the guard, who was also a total of 24 knights in both squadrons, and that the captain of the guard should be a great samurai. This is understandable if the assassin's aim is not just to assassinate a special envoy, but to make the mission disappear and never return to the Kingdom of Macedonia. ”

Medanzo asked, "Who would it be if it were at least the power of a state to send such an assassination team? ”

Amon cautioned, "Look at the samurai outfits. ”

Medanzo said slightly: "It's a Kibbada costume! But I don't think these people are Kibada warriors. The skin on the faces of real Kibada warriors can't be that thin, and there can't be traces of several rings on their fingers, distinguished by their deliberate disguise as Kibadas. ”

Amon: "Well, you have good eyesight. Who do you think they'll be, Potts? ”

Medanzo was confused: "They clearly looked like they were going to kill each other, but they were also prepared to blame the Kibadas in case anyone in the mission could escape and run back to the letter. But the Potts don't have to do this. It doesn't make sense to kill a mission. If Arlen City State truly allies itself with Macedonia, the mission's fate will provoke them to become more hostile to the Potts. ”

And Amon said, "Who do you think is most likely to do this? Is it such a coincidence that the intelligence is so accurate and ambushed? Think where it's most unlikely! ”

Medanzo sucked in another breath of cold air: "Could it be the Aarons? ”

Amon sighed with regret: "What should we do if we sign a covenant and turn around and regret it, but it is not easy to blatantly break the covenant and take revenge on Macedonia? The only viable way seemed to be for the Covenant to never be delivered to Macedonia, for the mission to disappear from the world, without letting anyone know who did it. ”

Metazzo: "Will the Aarons be so insidious? ”

Amon: "Isn't that right? After the assassins interrogate, everything will be clear. ”

Medanzo pulled out the spoon of destiny quietly: "Do it now? ”

Amon shook his head: "Don't worry, you are also a general on the battlefield, I ask you, under what circumstances can we silently ambush them all? Now this mutual vigilance is not a good idea. Though they can't be our opponents, if the timing is wrong, they'll make a mess of the place. They haven't stabbed yet, and now they're attacking us in secret. ”

Medanzo thought, "Whatever the circumstances, choose the timing that is best for you. So the best chance is for Aristotle's convoy to go into the ambush circle, and when they happen to do it, we do it at the same time. ”

Amon nodded: "It's settled. I'm in charge of fifteen people over there, including the great magician. You can have fifteen of them. Don't give them a chance to fight back if they do, otherwise the crossbow arrows in the hands of the samurai are troublesome and may cause accidental shooting. As for Mr. Aristotle's safety, I am in charge. ”

……

Aristotle's convoy entered the mountains and consisted of three wagons, carrying important items on board, accompanied by the envoy's servants. There were two teams of 24 knights escorted by Captain Eisen, a great samurai, who was supposed to be in the first car, but rode next to the second car, Aristotle, after climbing the mountain.

After a narrow crossing, the two mountains in front are high and narrow, a small open area with deep woods on both sides. Eisen suddenly heard Aristotle's voice: "This place is a terrible place to ambush. The cavalry could not see what was happening in the dense forest, nor could it rush in on horseback, and the assassins could fire cold arrows while they were ambushed in the forest. Keep everyone on guard and pick up all the shields. ”

Eisen ordered the accompanying knight to pick up the shield with his helmet. The cavalry is equipped with a shield to block the flow arrow and protect the key while attacking, but instead of holding a heavy shield in his hand when marching, he only takes it off when fighting on his horse's hips. The same goes for heavy helmets, which are always uncomfortable and usually marching on the shoulders of horses.

The guards were on guard, and Eisen asked, somewhat puzzled, "Sir, do you think anyone would dare to assassinate? We've made a covenant with the Aarons, and now we're messing around, it doesn't make much sense, does it? ”

Aristotle replied without hesitation: "There is always no fault in being cautious. Although I called on the Aaron Civic Assembly to adopt the resolution of the Alliance, it is also because many people were unable to respond publicly to my questions about their collusion with the Potts and had to make such a decision. I can see that those who truly take power in the state of Aaron are unwilling to give in to Macedonia, and as soon as I leave, there will be repentance. And I've also heard that the Potts' messengers arrived at Aaron after I left and may put new pressure on the Aarons to change their minds. ”

Eisen was shocked: "Is Aaron trying to break the covenant? That's too fast! ”

Aristotle sighed: "They do not need to tear the covenant apart, they simply pretend that it has never been signed, leaving the whereabouts of our mission unknown. … this is just the worst guess, very unlikely to happen, but we can't take it lightly either. ”

The voice was not down, but there was a bird in the trees on the left. Suddenly, the intent to kill was spreading. Twelve black crossbows came out with a strong wind. Fortunately, the knights were on guard with their shields in their hands, and the crossbows came in amazing moments, even shooting the shields out of the cracks, and some knights dropped their horses. There were also knights dodging horses, people hiding over horses, but the arrows fell, and the escort team instantly became a mess.

The attack did not take place only on the left side of the team, the confusion was just a cover. Twelve feather arrows were fired simultaneously in the right mountain forest, silently as if wrapped in a translucent light shadow. It arrived in a blink of an eye, clearly with the cooperation of a great magician. The twelve arrows were fired at the carriage in the middle of the team, and Eisen by the carriage and Aristotle in the car were both targeted.

Eisen, the great samurai, was also in a bit of a rush, drank a loud sword and waved it out. He could only attack his four feather arrows, and one arrow shot at his horse. Seven other arrows in the car had not stopped him in time. At this point, suddenly a buzzing sound was heard, and a light blue shield appeared, protecting the carriage and Eisen outside.

The crossbow shot into the blue light, making a crisp crack that seemed to break the ice, and the magic shield broke, but the arrow slowed. Eisen's long sword rolled over with a raging wind, shooting down all twelve feather arrows.

He was already in a cold sweat and whispered: "Thank you for saving my life. Your magic is so brilliant!” Then he drank heavily to the guards: “Get off the horse and squeeze the shield, it's important to protect the adults! ”

In this mountainous jungle, horseback riding has no advantage, and the guards disembark and lift their shields around Aristotle's carriage, carrying weapons as if they were enemies. From the roundabout of crossbows, the assassins encountered were by no means unusual, and the next must be the thunderous means of mountaineering down the sea. No one knows how many enemies are lurking around.

Strange things happened again, however, and the assassins simply fired the first round of crossbows, then silently missed the best chance of attack, as if waiting for Aristotle's guards to get off the horse and set up a defensive formation, never again.

A crossbow like that can be fired quickly and continuously. At a time when the cavaliers are confused, the threat of cold-arrows fired continuously is even greater. It can definitely cause a lot of casualties, not to mention the cooperation of a great magician. How can there be no movement?

Eisen held the sword nervously and said to himself, “What's going on? ”

One of the men flew out of the forest far away, and the guards were about to launch a counterattack, but they saw this man fall on the ground with his teeth dancing claws open, and then they stopped moving. The scaffolding was knocked out and thrown out. Immediately on the other side of the forest, people were thrown out, one by one, neat and tidy. When the last person was thrown out, he still held the staff in his hand.

Eisen shrugged, “That's Merlin, Aaron's high priest! Lord Aristotle, you guessed very well that the Aarons wanted to assassinate us!... who? Who's going to help you? ”

Aristotle had picked a curtain and stepped off the carriage, bowing down to salute: “Who is the god who blessed me, this unfortunate man? ”

"Two old friends walked by and saw an assassin lurking on the side of the road to help you grab it. It is a blessing that you have not harmed anyone. ”

As he spoke, Amon came out of the dark forest on the right, and Medanzo drilled out from the left and followed him. Eisen was stunned. He didn't know them. Aristotle's divine colour was also astonishing, but when it was overwhelmed, nature was restored and the escort walked up to the courtesy: “It was you! ”

Aristotle met Amon when he was only fourteen years old in the town of Turk, and then Amon became the town of General Ecuda, guarding the Red Cape Line, and Aristotle was in the army. Now that the wise man is in his early twenties and the appearance of Medanzo around him has not changed much compared to that of that year, Aristotle can recognize it at a glance.

Aristotle clearly stands before a god and is the Lord God that the Egyptians believe in today, but does not know what to call him at this time.

Amon grabbed Aristotle's arm and said, “Sir, you don't have to salute me, it's always been my wish to have the opportunity to repay you, and you are one of the most respected elders of my life!” At the same time, he said in his soul, "You don't have to think of me as a god, I'm the outgoing General Eku, the child who grew up in Duke town, and my name is Amon. ”

No need to remind Armondo that Aristotle has understood what he means. And then Eisen came up and said, "Lord Aristotle, do you know these two heroes? ”

Aristotle turned around and explained: "His name is Amon, and he is a friend I made while traveling in the Heavenly Pivot and watched him grow up. … As for this hero named Medanzo, he was once a General capable of fighting for good. They came to visit me on a trip to the Heaton Peninsula, and this happened to happen. ”

This young man seems to have the same name as the god of Equus! And Medanzo's name, Eisen, the great samurai of Macedonia, has never been heard of.

Eisen also went forward to thank him for his courtesy and was horrified. Every great achiever in the world is arrogant because they have magic unbelievable to ordinary people, but Eisen can't be proud of Amon and Medanzo. It's amazing how they solved so many powerful assassins silently!

Eisen stood by honestly before Amon and Aristotle gave their orders, and the rest of the guards naturally dared not speak in chaos.

"We've known each other for a long time, and you saved me when I was fourteen, and I was a child who didn't know anything about it, and I saw you when I made it. But until you did the magic, I didn't know your magic was so brilliant, you didn't even have a staff, how did you do it? ”

Aristotle stretches out one hand, opens his fingers, and has a blue heart in his palm. He smiled slightly at Amon: "Although I did not hold the staff, I held the stone in my hand and used it as an intermediary to perform the water elemental magic.... Remember? It's a gift you gave me in Cape Town State. ”

Before the assassins started, Amon did not strike them. After the crossbow was fired, Amon performed a very clever gas element disturbance technique, slowing the speed and power of the crossbow in the air. Otherwise, those magic arrows would not have caused casualties.

When Aristotle's carriage was heavily attacked, Amon was also prepared to stop the arrows, but Aristotle, sitting in the car, had sacrificed a blue magic shield to help the great samurai Eisen block them. This came as no surprise to Amon, who did not know until this moment - turns out Aristotle is also a brilliant master of divinity, seeing as he holds the means of transient divinity of the Divine Stone and has at least eight levels of achievement.

Amon looked at the blue water heart and said, "If someone told me that you were also a great magician and I didn't know you, I wouldn't be surprised. But we've known you for years, and we've never noticed you're a magician. Your accomplishments can even escape my eyes, which is something I have never encountered, and I would like to ask you about the wonders of it. ”

Amon, the Lord of Heaven and one of the most accomplished gods on this continent, is going to ask a mortal for instruction. It was not modesty, but a genuine quest for education, and he had encountered an unprecedented situation. No great magician in the world can escape the eyes of Amon's gods, even if he can't tell how powerful and resourceful his powers are, or at least find traces in his breath.

But he never realized Aristotle was a magician, not to mention such a brilliant magician. The assassin in front of him has become a small thing, and this unexpected discovery must be understood by Amon.

Aristotle frowned slightly, but still smiled and replied: "You never realized that I was a great achiever, perhaps for two reasons. One is that you respect me, and you won't dare spy on me with detective magic; the other is probably because I forgot myself. ”

Metanzo interjected curiously: "What, have you forgotten yourself? What's that supposed to mean? ”

Aristotle explained: "The magical power I possess, but not what I ask for, is that I think of myself as a person who spreads thought, and I never use magic to prove anything, and I don't use it when I don't have to, and I don't think of myself as a magician at all. It's a true forgetfulness, not even a thought. ”

* * (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)