On the muddy path, rain kept washing away the carriage, and two pack horses and a war horse neighed in pain at the edge of the mud pit.
For a moment, Talinnam truly felt sorry for his horse. Although it was not a precious pony, after all, he had followed him on adventures during this period, and the relationship between man and horse had gradually grown stronger.
With a harsh neighing sound, just as the front wheels of the truck were about to pull out of the quagmire, suddenly, a servant stumbled and fell to the ground due to the slippery soil.
The carriage lost its balance and slipped into the quagmire again. Everyone cursed and gasped and exerted force again.
Under this situation, Talinnam also wanted to end this farce quickly, so he couldn't help but stepped in to help himself, pushing the carriage behind with several servants.
However, just as he was about to exert his strength, Talinnam noticed something. Yes, there was something wrong with these servants' faces...
Just when Talinnam was alert and ready to withdraw, he saw two "servants" one after the other, pinching Talinnam. Two sharp daggers emerged from his tattered sleeves, and Talinnam quickly retreated.
, but was grabbed by the throat from behind by another person, and when the dagger was about to cut across his throat, Talinnam grabbed the man's dagger tightly, roared, and stuffed the dagger back into the assassin's throat.
When blood spurted out from the assassin's throat, the other two "servants" also attacked Talinnam from behind. The close-range assassination almost killed Talinnam. Fortunately, he was wearing leather armor and blocked the sharp tip of the sword.
Partial force.
When he counterattacked again, Talinnam punched down the nearest assassin, and another assassin stabbed him in the thigh. Talinam endured the severe pain, drew the sword from behind with his backhand, and cut off the man's arm with one sword!
For a moment, what was just a harmonious and friendly scene of helping others suddenly turned into a bloody place of assassination.
Holding the knight's sword in his hand, Talinnam slashed at the "servants" around him.
The servants who were honest and kind just now have now revealed their fierce looks, armed with hammers and short swords, and are attacking Talinnam.
The "businessman", the leader of this group of bandits, unloaded the crossbow from the car and pointed it at the wandering knight who was fighting with the trapped beast.
With a scream, Talinnam cut off a man's thigh, but a sharp arrow also hit his body at the same time. The arrow penetrated the leather armor and shot into Talinnam's left shoulder. He roared and struggled,
Holding a long sword, he held on without falling.
The knights who were once defeated by one against a hundred were now cornered by a few robbers and assassins.
The heavy rain washed away his scarred body, and blood dripped down the corners of his clothes.
"Surrender, knight, put down your weapons, and I will let you die quickly. Otherwise..."
The leader of the "merchant" shouted loudly. As he spoke, another crossbow arrow was cocked.
Staring at the enemy, Talinnam roared——
"Who is it! Who ordered you to kill me!"
"Huh, dead people don't need to know that much."
After the businessman finished speaking, he aimed his arrow at the wandering knight again.
However, a scream behind the rain curtain made everyone look back.
I saw a burly knight slowly walking out of the rain on the forest path.
Feeling that the visitor was unkind, the "businessman" immediately aimed his crossbow at the uninvited guest. After all, a heavily armed knight on horseback was more dangerous than the seriously injured homeless man in front of him.
The rain slapped against the man's armor. This scene reminded Talinnam of the first time he saw Bertolt in Kislev. It was so similar to this moment.
It seems that the God of Destiny has already arranged all this. Somehow, he will encounter setbacks, and at the most critical moment, he will meet the person who saves him.
I saw the man riding a war horse and pressing forward step by step, his voice loud and full——
"A dozen of them beat one person, and they also used crossbows. I can't bear to see such insidious and cunning people."
"Your Excellency, we have never met you, and we have no grievances or enmities. I advise you to take care of the affairs here."
As he spoke, the merchant leader had already put his finger on the trigger. As long as the stranger took another half step forward, the crossbow in his hand would shoot at the man.
However, the knight apparently ignored the requests of these bandit assassins.
I just heard the man shouting loudly——
"No, I will take care of this matter!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the war horse was already galloping.
"kill him!"
The businessman drank loudly.
The crossbow arrows in his hands ejected at the same time.
However, the knight raised his shield and easily blocked the flying crossbow. Then, everyone saw the weapon that terrified them - the Bretonnian lance!
"Knights of Bretonnia!"
"No!"
The robbers screamed, and in less than a moment, the robber in front of him was knocked down and trampled by the knight's horse. The other robber picked up an ax and was about to resist, but the lance penetrated his body, killing the robber.
The bandit provoked everyone and ran wildly with the war horse, blood splattered all over the ground!
The terrifying scene frightened everyone present. Less than a hundred meters away, the business leader hurriedly loaded the second crossbow, but found that it was too late, the knight had already rushed in front of him.
The sword in his hand drew an afterimage in the air, and the screams on the ground suddenly stopped.
The war horse passed by, and the businessman's head was chopped off like a ball far away, while the headless body was still splattering blood on the ground.
The bandits who lost their leader immediately dropped their weapons and dispersed.
The strong knight did not chase anymore, but got off his horse and walked straight to Talinnam.
Only then did Talinnam see the man's face clearly. He turned out to be an old man over fifty years old...
The rain soaked his white hair, and strands stuck to his vicissitudes of face.
"Oh, you must be Talinnam. Well, I have been looking for you for a long time."
"The common knight of Bretonnia, ah, what an unbelievable thing this is."
"You should stay in your castle honestly..."
Without waiting for Talinnam to respond, the old man started talking to himself, while taking off the package from the colt and carrying it on his shoulder. Then, without waiting for Talinnam to defend himself, he directly picked him up.
Severe, tearing pain immediately shot up in my legs and back.
The old knight took a few steps and threw Talinnam directly into the carriage.
"A knight lord who once fought on the battlefield was forced to death by a few minions. Hmm, it's really ridiculous."
"Still a child? Well, just a child..."
The old man continued to talk to himself, and Talinnam had no chance to interrupt, nor did he want to. The pain made him grit his teeth.
After taking off Talinnam's leather armor, the old man temporarily applied a bottle of anti-hemostatic medicine to Talinam's arrow wound.
"You can't get out of such a small shallow pit, you're a bunch of trash."
After that, the old knight jumped out of the carriage alone, and after a while of fussing, he tied his horse to the front row, and he himself sat in the groom's seat.
There was a violent jolt that almost tore Talinnam's wound again. Four ponies pulled the heavy carriage out of the mud pit...