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Zhang Mu took out a wooden staff from his storage bag and raised it high: "Stratus Fallen Spirit!"
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"Quick! Get outside!"
Dam held the magic rifle and ran through the woods with his legs moving wildly.
asshole! asshole!
This life was given to me by my comrade who was holding the grenade and left behind. I have no right to throw it away here!
Wiping away the sticky blood that covered his eyes, he gritted his teeth and poured all his strength into his thighs.
“How many people escaped down the mountain?!” Not far away, a regiment commander shouted around while running.
It should have been the brigade commander who shouted this, but he was leading his troops to stop the pursuers, so the regiment commander had to come.
It wasn't a soldier from the First Army who answered him.
"Chase!" A cold voice came from the woods behind.
Three hundred professionals gave chase, and it was obvious that the brigade commander and his men had been sacrificed.
"Second Company, find cover to intercept the enemy. The rest of you, don't stop!"
Dam was not from the second company, so he continued running.
I've run quite far. I estimate that in a few more kilometers I'll be out of the Quiet Forest.
By then, the Marshal and Mr. Mih will kill all the enemies.
In fact, Dam knew that the reason they were able to run here was because of the group of professionals who suddenly fell from the sky and were playing tricks on them.
Let them run and run, and then cut off their heads.
After running for a few more minutes, I heard a teasing voice behind me again: "Hurry up, I'm catching up."
Gritting his teeth, he cursed his unconscious thigh in his heart and held on a little longer.
Finally, bright light came from the front.
He strode out of the forest, the excitement on his face suddenly froze.
There was an endless wilderness, and neither the Marshal nor Mr. Mih was seen.
"Boom--" Dam vaguely heard the sound of something heavy falling in the Quiet Forest.
What's going on over there?
Before he could think about it, the knights and magicians who were chasing them had surrounded them.
"There are more than a thousand left." The leading knight glanced at the soldiers of the First Army huddled together back to back, "I'll give you a chance to survive.
How about I challenge anyone on our side to a duel and let you go if you win? "
"kill!"
The soldiers of the First Army in the front row, with their rifles fixed with bayonets, rushed towards the knight who was speaking.
The corner of his mouth raised with contempt, he drew his sword, and slashed horizontally.
The crescent-shaped sword energy pierced through their necks. The soldiers did not feel any pain, but their vision suddenly turned and they saw many headless people running.
I don’t know if they realized they were being beheaded, as their consciousness slowly fell into darkness.
"No, no, no, this won't work."
The knight smiled and shook his head: "Fair, don't you understand what is fair?
One on one, one on one."
"You!" One of the soldiers huddled together stepped forward and pointed at him, "I challenge you to a duel!"
"Oh! A very courageous soldier. What is your name?"
"Dam!"
"No last name?"
"My name is Dam!"
"Tsk." The knight smacked his lips, seeming a little dissatisfied. "A lowly person without even a surname is worthy of dueling with me?"
"Hahaha..." The professionals gathered in a circle laughed at the right time.
Damu scowled: "You, duel!"
"Okay, okay, for your pity's sake."
Pointing the tip of his sword at Dam, the knight smiled and asked, "How many pieces do you want to be cut into?"
"kill!"
Without further ado, Dam took a step forward and thrust the sharp edge of his bayonet forward.
kindness?
Strangely enough, the knight did not cut him into pieces with his sword, but just looked puzzled.
He... is an ordinary person, right?
There is no doubt about it. There was not even a trace of magical fluctuation coming from the body, nor was there any sense of mental power.
In that case…why does he feel vibrations under his feet when he runs?
Ordinary people don’t have that much power, right?
Indeed, it is impossible for a non-professional to move the ground with his footsteps, even if two people are facing each other.
That means... someone else caused it?
Who?
The knight kicked Dam, who was rushing towards him, and subconsciously turned around to look at the other end of the grass.
In the distance where the earth and the sky form a straight line, there is a group of small black dots that are rapidly expanding.
The vibrations under his feet became stronger and stronger, and he knew that the black spot was the source.
What is it?
They were very fast and were close in a blink of an eye.
I saw clearly that it was a cavalry unit.
Not many, only about five hundred.
In the few brief seconds it took him to recover, he moved closer.
The sound of horse hooves was clearly audible, and the knight saw the cavalry shoulder strap, which was engraved with a griffin.
His calm eyes shook violently and his heaving chest stopped moving.
"Retreat!" He shouted with his voice hoarse, and turned back to rush towards the forest dozens of meters away at all costs.
However, just a few dozen meters seemed like an insurmountable chasm at this moment.
The cavalry arrived, sweeping past the stunned Dam like a gust of wind, and his eyes unconsciously followed the rider on the mount.
They were fully covered in armor, with only their cold eyes, devoid of any emotion, exposed to the air.
"Fearless—fearless—fearless—"
With deep and uniform shouts, they raised their guns and stabbed at the figure fleeing into the forest.
Chapter 222 Going to the Imperial Capital to Receive Rewards
The battle between Zhang Mu, Mihe, Brando and Mahamuda did not last long.
It's better to say that it ended as soon as it began.
The fallen spirit landed on the ground, and Brando swung his staff, creating a hurricane that blew away the surrounding trees.
The moment the light fell, he seemed to have received some unexpected news. His face suddenly turned frightened, and he turned around and pulled Mahamuda away into the woods.
Confused Zhang Mu and Mi He looked at each other and ultimately chose not to chase.
Can't be chased to death.
It would be futile to try to catch up.
What's more, Zhang Mu's purpose is to support the First Army, so it would be best if the other party retreated on their own initiative.
The two of them immediately turned around and rushed out of the forest.
When they appeared on the grassy ground beside the forest, they saw corpses of knights and magicians everywhere.
They died from penetrating wounds in the chest. Judging from the size of the holes at both ends, they must have been caused by a spear stabbing from the back to the front.
Zhang Mu didn't need to ask the soldiers of the First Army who were sitting or lying on the side about who was the culprit.
In an open space not far away, a cavalry unit of about 500 people was lined up in an orderly manner.
The rider wore a full body armor that left only his eyes exposed, and sat astride a strange-looking mount.
It has a bird's head and a horse's body, and has no hair. Except for its limbs, the rest of its skin is covered with lush golden feathers.
Zhang Mu always felt that the shape and color of this feather looked familiar.
I remember, Griffin.
When I was hunting a pack of thunder wolves with my senior, the guy who called himself Andre was riding a griffin.
But the creature in front of me has no wings?
Hybrid?
Zhang Mu showed no sign of change on his face, and strode over: "I am the Lord of Gul City."
"Well done."
A cavalryman whose armor was slightly different from the others, clamped his legs lightly on the "horse's" belly, urging his mount to move out of the formation: "We were able to almost defeat the enemy in such an extremely unfavorable situation.
It's a pity to be the city lord."
"you flatter me."