Chapter 351: Crocodile Holly is rescued, and the recurve bow is in full force
Finally, Jean Tocque rushed into the woods panting, and finally got rid of the enemy's pursuit temporarily. When he gently put the president in his arms down, he seemed to be exhausted and collapsed to the ground.
In fact, even Jean Tocque himself didn't know why he chose to take the risk to rescue the president, whom he had never met before.
Perhaps it was because he had just witnessed the heroic feat of the president fighting against five Knights of Light alone, and that fearless aura deeply shocked him;
Or maybe it was the captain's demeanor in battle that reminded him of Captain Kashin's strict training on weekdays...
In short, at that moment, an indescribable impulse drove Jean Tocque to make this decision.
"Two people come, send this warrior back for treatment. Only the magician can save him now. He is lucky..."
Upon hearing this, more than ten scouts jumped down at once and asked Tok to randomly select two people to send the captain to the castle. They now knew the secret magic circle in the forest, so they should be able to return to the castle soon. With the magician here, they should be able to survive such a serious injury.
At this moment, on the cruel battlefield with deafening cries of killing, the scouts were like ghosts hidden in the dark abyss. With their extraordinary keen insight and exquisite camouflage techniques, they quietly searched for the perfect opportunity to take advantage of in the chaos.
Holding a sophisticated recurve bow, his eyes are like a sharp hawk, not missing any slight movement on the battlefield.
Finally, just as the church's heavy cavalry launched a torrent-like charge and the originally strict formation was slightly disordered, the scouts acted decisively like an arrow from a bow. Their movements were smooth and skillful, and the movements of drawing the bow and arrow were done in one go, as fast as lightning.
The crisp sound of the bowstring was like the low groan of the god of death, and the sharp arrows flew out like meteors, carrying endless murderous intent.
Some sharp arrows were wrapped in the power of breaking the wind, whistling and flying straight towards the target with the force of thunder. When the sharp arrow head collided with the heavy cavalry mount, the powerful impact force was like a heavy hammer, instantly penetrating the solid protection of the mount and deeply piercing into its flesh.
The mount let out a heart-wrenching neigh of pain, and its huge body shook violently. The heavy horse on its back also lost balance like a swaying boat and became in a miserable state.
Some scouts used extremely tricky shooting angles, with sharp arrows coming suddenly from unexpected sides, accurately hitting the leg joints of their mounts. This miraculous attack caused the originally strong and powerful mounts to collapse to the ground instantly, and the heavy cavalry was caught off guard and fell heavily, raising a cloud of dust.
Suddenly, the battlefield was raining down arrows like a waterfall. The heavy cavalry mounts that were originally majestic and arrogant were hit by arrows and fell down one after another. Some of them had hooves twitching, and some fell to the ground with a thud, raising a cloud of dust.
Those heavy cavalry who lost their mounts instantly fell into extreme chaos and difficult situations, which greatly reduced the overall combat effectiveness of the church's heavy cavalry and opened up a promising and favorable opportunity for the mercenary heavy cavalry.
Jean Toque continued to concentrate on supporting the mercenary heavy cavalry with bows and arrows. His eyes were sharp as a torch, and he carefully searched for targets to shoot on the chaotic battlefield.
His eyes were sharp and determined, the bow and arrow in his hand seemed to be one with him, and every pull of the string was full of strength and determination.
At this time, the mercenary heavy cavalry was in a fierce battle with the church heavy knights. The two sides were fighting at a cost of almost one for one casualties, and the mercenary heavy cavalry did not gain much advantage in this battle.
Fortunately, the scouts performed well. With their accurate shooting skills, they aimed at the mounts of hundreds of heavy cavalry.
These scouts were like hunters hiding in the dark. Every shot they made was carefully calculated and aimed, creating valuable opportunities for the mercenary heavy cavalry.
With their current shooting power, it was almost impossible to kill the enemy's heavy cavalry directly. Therefore, they wisely switched to shooting at the mounts.
This move made the church's heavy cavalry groan. They thought that the sturdy armor could provide sufficient protection, but they didn't expect that the mount would become a fatal weakness.
Jean Tocque kept changing his angle, trying to find the opponent's sharpshooter. However, he still couldn't reach the target. Faced with this dilemma, he could only cleverly aim at the Paladin's mount.
The terrain was narrow and complex, making it difficult for the 100,000-man army to fully display its powerful strength. Although the mercenary regular army was now surrounded, the battle was still going on.
The mercenaries didn't seem to be afraid of being surrounded at all. Their heavy infantry were closely arranged, firmly protecting the heavy cavalry's mounts. At this moment, the various arms coordinated their operations and cooperated tacitly, and the situation became quite good.
On the battlefield, a large number of corpses of church militants were lying on the ground in disorder. Some were incomplete, some were covered in blood, and they emitted a strong smell of blood, which made people shudder.
From a professional military perspective, mercenary heavy cavalry is stronger. Not only are they good at sustained combat and have amazing endurance, but they are also extremely strong.
With the assistance of heavy infantry below, they seemed like an indestructible fighting group. This combination enabled them to resist stubbornly and fight for a long time when facing powerful enemies and unfavorable situations, fully demonstrating their strong strength and tenacity.
On the other side, Crocodile Holly saved his life with the help of the alchemist's medical treatment. It was impossible for him to have the same magical powers as the priest. He would need about half a month to recover.
Rupert deserves credit for this! Not only did he give his all, he also offered a precious S-level healing medicine without hesitation.
Afterwards, he performed an exquisite wood-based healing technique. The soft and vibrant green light instantly enveloped the injured person, and the bleeding of his internal organs quickly stopped.
After some skilled bandaging, the injury has been effectively controlled and is basically not serious.
At this moment, Miss Tan Aili showed her bold and decisive side.
She looked determined and said in a serious tone, "Hurry up and send someone to pass the message, ordering those mercenaries who are fighting bloody battles to retreat to the castle immediately to rest. If the order to retreat is not issued, I'm afraid they will all die here!"
Not long after, an experienced alchemist hurriedly found Jean Tocque and said anxiously: "Dear Mr. Jean Tocque, please be sure to command those brave and fearless mercenaries to retreat to the castle as soon as possible for rest. This is a decision made by your master himself..."