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168. Behind the scenes

At the same moment when the academy swordsman fell from the roof, He Boqiang dropped the Roman sword in his hand, quickly grabbed the academy swordsman's arm, stepped on the rainproof eaves of the roof, and forcefully pulled him from the roof.

The edge is pulled back.

The young swordsman from the academy was in shock. He sat on the roof covered in sweat and gasped for breath. The hand holding the sword was trembling as he withstood He Boqiang's continuous attacks.

He Boqiang took a few steps back, wiped the sweat from his face, picked up the modified Roman sword from the roof, squatted on the side of the building and leaned down to look down. Five academy swordsmen were riding Gu Boqiang.

The horse galloped down the street.

At the end of the street was a crossroads. Beside the crossroads were three young officers from the war room on horseback.

The young officer in the war room waved to the five young swordsmen, indicating that everything was normal over there. The five academy swordsmen on horseback immediately pulled the reins and stopped on the street.

The four swordsmen gathered together to discuss the search plan in low voices, while another young swordsman kept looking around on his horse.

He suddenly raised his head as if he was aware of it, and happened to see He Boqiang squatting on the roof of the three-story building, looking at him with a smile on his face...

"There he is..." the young swordsman greeted his companion.

The five academy swordsmen immediately dismounted. One of the young swordsmen stood guard downstairs, and the other four swordsmen climbed the stairs along the outside of the small building and rushed to the roof.

The young swordsman chased him out from the stairs on the roof. Panting, he looked around on the roof. He saw He Boqiang carrying a shield on his back and holding a Roman sword in his hand. He was standing at the edge of the roof. The dark blue leather armor on his body was almost the same as the night.

He merged into one and didn't wait for them to rush over. He just smiled and waved to them before jumping off the roof.

Several academy swordsmen who rushed to the roof ran to the edge of the roof and saw He Boqiang jumping from the roof. Then he jumped directly to the street from several balconies of different heights in the three-story building.

, holding a shield, he savagely bumped into the young swordsman who was staying behind. In just a few rounds, he used his shield to knock the young swordsman to the ground.

Without any hesitation, He Boqiang turned over and mounted an ancient horse, galloping directly in the opposite direction of the intersection.

The four young swordsmen on the roof looked at each other in disbelief, watching as He Bo snatched an ancient horse and drove away on the street. One swordsman hammered the wall on the roof angrily.

Other young academy swordsmen saw two students on the roof being knocked unconscious and lying sprawled on the ground. Another student was sitting on the roof in a daze, with a pale face and trembling hands. They quickly ran over to check.

Condition.

The four young swordsmen found that the two classmates lying on the roof had only been knocked unconscious without even a single sword wound on their bodies. At this time, they could not understand that the other party had been merciful, so they were in no mood to continue chasing.

, he just carried his unconscious companion downstairs, feeling full of frustration and frustration, and ran to join the others with a gloomy expression.

More than twenty graduates of the Swordsman Academy were trying their best, but they were unable to do anything against an ordinary knight from the heavy armored infantry regiment. This result is really unacceptable, but the opponent's strength is obviously higher than everyone here.

For a long time, these young academy swordsmen were not in the mood to continue chasing...



On the tallest clock tower at the intersection, several young officers from the war room wearing the blue uniforms of the Expeditionary Force stood next to the bronze bell on the top of the tower. A few hundred meters away, the dim street lights did not allow people to see too much of the situation there.

It was clear that the figure carrying the blue shield was speeding towards the other direction of the long street, and the young officers in the war room had laid a large net at the intersection.

But when he was waiting for the fish to enter the net, he found that the fish was as slippery as a loach and slipped away along the street on a horse.

A thin layer of gray clouds blocked the hook-like bright moon.

The young officer named Joshua snorted coldly and said:

"The students of this class of Bena Swordsman Academy are all a bunch of losers. With so many people chasing and intercepting a knight of the heavy armored infantry regiment, he can still be teased like a dog walking, and in the end he can arrogantly follow the master's orders.

Street left..."

His eyes are thin and long, like two sharp swords when he squints them.

The young officer standing next to Joshua couldn't help but ask:

"Joshua, how are the people you prepared doing?"

The officer named Joshua quickly walked down the winding staircase and down the bell tower, with a cold face and did not answer.

The fair-skinned and somewhat chubby young officer next to him added: "This Knight of Surdak is quite capable of being promoted from an ordinary heavy-armored infantryman to a squadron leader in such a short period of time."

Officer Joshua looked back at him with some dissatisfaction, his face full of impatience. The fat young officer immediately said:

"Let's go over and have a look, so as not to escape from our hands in the end. Tomorrow, the senior leadership of the legion will conduct a preliminary investigation..."

Officer Joshua quickened his pace and left the fat young officer behind, leaving him to chatter on alone behind him.

A row of black-scaled horses was waiting at the exit below the bell tower, and a group of young officers from the war room were also waiting below. They were all wearing tight-fitting black leather armor and looked like night-walking assassins. Officer Joshua walked down from the bell tower.

He jumped on his horse, looked at the street where He Boqiang disappeared, and said to the men behind him: "Let's chase him!"



He Boqiang rode his horse towards the west of the city, and the street lights on both sides of the street swept past him one after another.

Some warriors dressed in black appeared on the surrounding rooftops, emerging from the rooftops. They carried longbows on their backs and quivers on their waists, standing on the commanding heights of the rooftops.

Some men in black emerged from the narrow alley on the street. They were well-trained, holding swords and shields in their hands and placed a row of shield walls in front of He Boqiang, blocking He Boqiang's way.

As soon as the men in black on the roof showed their heads, a row of fine steel arrows were fired at He Boqiang from the roof. Obviously, these archers on the roof were not sharpshooters like Hawkeye or Silver Moon Ranger. They relied more on intensive volleys.

They can shoot, and they shoot very fast. They can shoot a round of arrows in almost three breaths.

He Boqiang was so frightened that he quickly leaned his body on the horse. A row of arrows almost brushed He Boqiang's back, and they shot into the door panels and walls of the street shops continuously. Those fine steel arrows

It is so sharp that it can dig deeply into even stone walls.

Before the second wave of arrows could be fired, He Boqiang released his hands on the reins, took off his feet from the stirrups, and jumped off the horse.

Immediately afterwards, another wave of feather arrows flew in front of him, and several feather arrows were inserted into the body of the war horse. The horse neighed and rode towards the shields of the group of black shield warriors at the street entrance.

The wall rushed through.

The shield behind He Boqiang hit the ground first, causing spider web-like cracks on the bluestone.

However, the momentum of He Boqiang's body rushing forward did not decrease. He rolled twice in the rapid movement and hit a bench on the side of the road before he came to a stop.

Seeing the shield warriors in front cutting down the ancient Bo Lai horse to the ground, they surrounded He Boqiang. Facing this group of battle-hardened veterans, He Boqiang did not dare to be careless at all, so he could only change his direction and head towards the two

There is now a passage drilled into the middle of the house.

A dark figure happened to be blocking the crack in the wall. Seeing He Boqiang sneak in, he waved his iron fist without saying a word and hit He Boqiang in the face.

He Boqiang raised his head to avoid the punch, but was kicked firmly in the lower abdomen by the man, causing him to take four or five steps back.

The man in black in the crack in the wall rushed forward like a stupid bear and strangled He Boqiang's neck, leaving him breathless...


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