The Game of Demon Hunter

Alves' face was a bit ugly in the helmet. It wasn't the first time he had experienced a frontal charge and was resisted by someone, but those enemies were either knights who were also equipped with heavy armor, or they were more than three meters tall. Ogre Warlord.

However, the Sirisian on the opposite side completely relied on his reaction speed and his own agility to dodge his charge attack when he activated the [Breath Pulling] state.

What does this represent?

The opponent has a crushing advantage for him in terms of reaction speed.

His strongest blow was dodged lightly by the opponent, and even his horse got a slap in the face.

But Alves was an experienced knight on the battlefield, he was not depressed, but carefully guarded against the opponent's counterattack, without revealing the slightest flaw.

That idiot of Bandinic is a disgrace to the spellcaster!

Alves felt that the enemy in front of him was much stronger than the last time he met.

The last time the conflict happened very suddenly, no one expected that there would be a highly skilled professional hidden in that small gathering place.

As a knight, Alves somewhat despised the behavior of Algernon's eldest son, so he avoided it.

When Alves arrived, his master had already been severely injured, and there were panicked servants everywhere, while the other party hid half of his face under the scarf.

He only remembered the other party's black hair, black eyes, and the anger in his eyes.

The opponent was very strong, but he was still injured by his charge attack and had to escape.

But the Serisians in front of him were formidable and terrifying.

The same black cropped head, black eyes, the anger in the eyes is less, and there is a little more indifference.

It's not that Alves didn't suspect that Bendinik had identified the wrong person, but in the remote place of the Far South Colony, and it's still near the city of Godrim, the possibility of two powerful Cyris professionals appearing in a row is too low up.

Even if they are not alone, they are definitely related!

Alves tapped the war horse under his crotch lightly with his heel, urging his old buddy to prepare for the next charge.

With a short distance of more than ten meters, it is obvious that he cannot exert his strongest attack, but behind the enemy, his own servant knight is ready to charge.

And other professionals from Godrim City will rush here quickly to surround this Sirisian. This time, you will never be allowed to escape again!

Xu Yichen watched the opponent launch an offensive again involuntarily, and the little patience he had was exhausted.

Maybe the local lord will give him a satisfactory result after the misunderstanding is resolved, but that result will definitely be based on a loss he cannot afford!

A lion knight and three attendant knights charged at the witcher from the front and rear at the same time, and the four steeds galloped amidst roars!

The three young attendants had begun to take shape under the training of Alves. They had lived together for many years, which made these young people full of tacit understanding in their every move.

Alves has already written a letter of recommendation to his grand master, and plans to send these three attendants to the Lion Knights for training in the second half of the year.

Lord Algernon also agreed, and he was willing to pay all the expenses for the three squires, including their travel expenses, living expenses for the first year, and the expenses of personal equipment and mounts.

Of course, they have already sworn that they will be loyal to the ruler of the Algernon family in the next ten years, and they will be loyal.

This was not a small amount of money. Even for nobles with territories, the cost of training three knights would be a pain in the ass, but Algernon had always been very generous in this regard.

In the wilderness of the Far South Continent, power equals rights, and more professionals who are loyal to their families equals more land, more people, and more money.

However, they may have lost this opportunity forever, the opportunity to transform from a mortal to a real transcendent.

Because they chose this wrong opponent as their enemy today.

The moment Alves launched the charge, he saw the Sirisian facing him, slashing fiercely across his neck with the thumb of his left hand.

In those evil black eyes, the kind of indifference to life and everything made the knight shiver.

In the next second, Alves saw the other party's back turned to him, launching a counter charge in the direction of the attendant knight with a speed he had never seen before.

Infantry on cavalry charge!

"Be careful!" Alves knew that the other party was not a character without resistance, so he couldn't help shouting, reminding his attendants.

But it's too late.

The sharp long sword of the witcher was like a crescent moon, cutting off two legs of an attendant knight's mount in the instant it crossed.

The war horse that lost its front hoof fell forward amidst the mournful cry, throwing the knight on its back fiercely.

The young attendant waved his arms involuntarily, trying to maintain his balance in the air, but a sharp long sword that had been waiting for a long time stood horizontally in midair.

The young attendant looked desperately at the blade getting closer and closer through the observation window of the helmet, and lost consciousness in the next second.

Xu Yichen's counter-charge opened a gap in the knights' perfect cooperation, causing a gap in the contact time between Alves and his attendants.

He regained at least three seconds for himself, and he could easily crush these young men between professionals and mortals, while the knight behind him could only gallop hard in grief.

What can a witcher do in three seconds?

He beheaded a servant in the first second, and it looked as if the servant jumped over and hit his sword with his neck.

In the second second, he kicked sideways and broke the leg of the second attendant's horse, and the other attendant drifted away with the horse, just in the way of Alves' charge.

The lion knight either galloped his horse and trampled his servant to death, or jumped over the head of the servant under his feet, giving up this chance to attack the witcher.

And in the third second, Alves saw the opponent leap up from the ground like a falcon, straddle the last attendant's horse, grab the attendant with one hand, and throw him off the horse. go out.

Alves watched as the attendant who had been with him for more than three years folded the knee of one leg forward at a large angle after landing.

The angry knight jumped up with the remaining rationality, avoided the obstacles on the ground, and missed the opportunity to attack the enemy at the same time.

The witcher stretched out his index finger to shoot in the direction of the knight, then blew his finger on his mouth, and steered the horse towards the city wall.

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