The Amber Sword

Entering the last days of early autumn and winter, Patterson was already in a depression, and the trees were already bare, but the forest was like a monster with teeth dancing claws on both sides of the avenue.

The sound of horseshoes came from afar, and the eleven knights broke into the silent morning, separated by the fog of white clouds.

In order to ensure speed, the riders kept the ride running at a small pace, but without horse racing - about a hundred miles from here to Luda, they had to keep their horsepower.

With the exception of the rider in the middle with the long black cloth wrapped around him, everyone else was heavily armed and the crossbow with the sword and the cold light occasionally exposed from under the long cape. The knights have been on high alert, looking down from time to time, and the forests at the beginning of winter were cold and busy, but there were still wolves in the woods.

The knights kept moving forward and soon came to a creek. The river was not yet frozen, the surface sparkled, and there was a cold stone bridge ashore - but at this time, the knight in charge suddenly raised his hand vigilantly and stopped the others.

The knights tightened the reins and stopped the horses, looking around. The captain retracted his hand and drew one side to the left and right - meaning someone was ambushed - and then he turned the horse's head to pull the sword out of the waist.

The knights turned their horses to the left and right, immediately thinking that the escort was the center of the formation of a reunion, and the neat and uniformed action showed that the knights were well trained, that the scout cavalry in the general army of Eruin did not reach that level either.

But with the actions of the knights, there was also a noise of chaos in the forest, standing immediately in the bushes on both sides of the bush, a private nobleman wearing a leather coat, each carrying a weapon - a battle axe, a small round shield or a crossbow.

Obviously, the ambushers realized that they were ready to strike hard when they were discovered, but the knights reacted slowly, even ahead of the ambushes. The knights in black did not hesitate to unwrap the crossbow between their waists, shooting four times, and several ambushers had just rushed out of the bushes and were shot upside down on the avenue.

The knights had excellent marksmanship, they kept turning their horses and shooting arrows all around them. Many ambushers were shot in the throat with an arrow, and the bodies were quickly surrounded by a circle; however, Eruin's cavalry had limited use of a series of strong crossbow rounds of ammunition, which the militia seemed to know, and after five rounds of firing, they stormed out of the forest with a single shout.

But the knights did not panic, their left hand lifted the cloak, their right hand pulled a hand from below and threw it forward, a screaming sound full of clouds, a lot of surprise still dreaming birds fluttering their wings from the surrounding woods.

And the defenseless ambushers instantly fell down the front row.

“Come on, they're unarmed! ”

“Don't give them a chance to string! ”

But the bloody smell of sniffles in the cold air in the morning only excites the dead, and some of the aristocratic militiamen scream wildly - they have an absolute numerical advantage, almost ten times more than each other, stacking each other to death even with their lives.

The knights' calm hands have provoked these men, and the ambushers jumped wildly in an attempt to turn the battle into a battle of grinding flesh.

Unfortunately, they find things not what they think they are.

The opponents were much tougher than they thought, and the knights pulled their swords together, and the scene changed dramatically immediately. Along with the silver glitter of the long sword - the white airflow crosses the road - they form an almost impervious mesh that allows those reckless ambushers to crash onto it.

Then flesh and blood flies, and the body and limbs fall backwards, making the back of the head look like a rain of blood.

Numerous ambushers were completely blinded when they were told that their opponent was a cavalry of the kingdom. But no one told them that each of the knights had the strength of a Silver Peak.

Aristocrat militias could initially rely on inertia to leap forward towards knights as indifferent as the reapers, but in less than a moment, the morale of these Ulu-owned people collapsed completely.

Nearly a third of those on one side lost their lives before they could get close. As soon as the feverish heads cooled, these aristocratic militants realized the horrors of each other, and they didn't have to remind each other more, they just blew away —— even faster, at least twice as fast —— than they had come.

The battle will soon be over.

The leading knight stopped and took a deep breath of bloody air, raising his hand to stop his pursuit. Just how many ambushes have they encountered all the way? The pursuit was also pointless and could not capture any worthwhile goals, especially since their own tasks were of paramount importance.

All the knights stopped, they checked the left proximity, then lowered their bodies and wiped their swords to harvest the sword and sheath.

No one spoke the whole process, just the sound of the horses touching their noses--

The captain's grey eyes swept the battlefield, and he measured the bodies all over the ground - none of these noble militiamen had a prominent sign that they were on the other side, nor did they bear any flag, more like bandits - but the bandits were not so well trained.

Then he pulled down his cloak mask and revealed a thin, pale face of a middle-aged man. He looked back, and the rider they escorted patted himself on the long, black wrap behind him for safety, and he raised his head and pulled down the hood.

Show a young man's face.

To be exact, the owner of this face, Brando, also knew his name was Testo, Viscount Testo. It's just that the face of the Viscount has changed a little, and he's lost a lot of weight over the past month, and his face is even worse, and his pupils seem to be burning the green flames of the lake.

“Secure.”

If Brando were here, he would have spooked the Viscount. His voice was dull and dull, as if his throat had been poked by someone with a leaky mouth, and the young man sucked his nose, as if saying it had taken him a great deal of effort.

“Where are these people?” The middle-aged man looked at the bodies on the ground and asked.

“Grand Duke Anrek's men.” Tester replied with a dull voice.

“Him?” the middle-aged man stunned slightly: "Isn't that the old man showing us? ”

“Nobility is a two-sided, three-dagger.” Tester sucked his nose and replied, “You don't have to look at me, I'm the same, so don't believe me, I'll stab you in the back if I get the chance. ”

The middle-aged man laughed: "Interesting, but don't worry, I only trust my people. ”

“Humph," Tester said, not even looking at each other. He pulled up his mask to get on the road, but it was at this time that the young Viscount was stuck --

He saw a green reflection flashing through the forest, and his face suddenly turned very poor.

“Watch the back.” Tester immediately put the hood down and said to the middle-aged knight.

The captain immediately turned around, but a little later, the green light hit his chest. The middle-aged man was stunned by what kind of witchcraft it was, but his expression had been fixed forever at this moment, and Tester had seen the cavalry captain turned into a stone statue in front of himself.

The guy's coming!

The young Viscount's heart beats wildly, and when he sees this familiar scene, he knows who's coming. The nightmare-like memory still afflicts him, but I didn't expect the nightmare to turn into reality again. At that moment, he almost tried to pull his legs out and ran, but his hands and feet were like roots, like demons, motionless and not listening to his commands.

And then he sees the monster, covered in green armor, coming out of the jungle —— all the knights are stuck, of course, they see what happened to their captain, but in such a weird way, it's beyond everyone's perception, they haven't reacted in a while —— how good should it be at this time?

To guard against each other? But no one seems to dare to say that there is any better defense against such a green light, to say revenge for the captain, but who can touch each other's bottom line.

The knights were stuck there for a while.

The emerald knights who came out of the woods obviously did not receive this affair, and he walked one step at a time, aiming to be protected by all the knights in the center of Tester.

Faced with the approaching steps of this knight, the young Viscount, with his prime power in gold, found himself too frightened to move, and even sent a byte out of his throat to appear to be overwhelmed.

“You…”

He had just squeezed out a word and finally some knights couldn't stand to attack this jade knight. But the other side held his sword just as soon as he raised his hand, and then the knight was lifted out with a horse, hit by a black pine not far away, and then there was no more sound.

The hand of the Jade Knight clearly shook everyone, but it also made the knights react - enemies are not friends! The knights lowered their voices and stabbed each other with a long sword in their hand - but before they could reach themselves, they were blocked by a pale green light surrounding the body of the Jade Knight.

Top magic armor.

Everyone has a heavy heart, and the top coat of magic has a powerful magic defense, which not only protects against general magic attacks, but even physical attacks such as swords can be blocked together.

This kind of armor is made by the court alchemist in Eruin only during the most prosperous period of the kingdom. It is absolutely scarce in number, but it must not be easy to have.

The knights are at the same time speculating on the sanctity of each other, but unfortunately they do not realize that they are running out of time. Tester has no way of saying a word of caution, because these knights have found themselves starting with their swords - even magic swords - a little petrified.

The discovery frightened their souls away and quickly abandoned their swords, but in the end the dozen knights turned into a stone statue that stood still on a avenue.

When Tester saw the scene, he felt like he was about to collapse, but in fact, as the Jade Knight slowly walked in front of him, he realized he wasn't insane because of it - although he preferred it, or simply because it was a dream.

The Jade Knight stepped under his horse and looked up at him, neither talking nor attacking, and remained motionless.

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