Groups of cavalry are coming from the distant horizon!
As fast as lightning, he rushed into the southern suburbs of the farm.
Under Taniel's horrified gaze, Bundy, Hall and others were tightly surrounded.
"This, this is..."
"Reinforcements from the capital Terte!"
"Shouldn't they have arrived two days later?"
"Why are you here now?"
Taniel thought, and his expression suddenly changed.
Taniel is not a fool.
On the contrary, there is absolutely no problem with Taniel's IQ to be able to become a teacher at the 'Deer Academy'.
It can even be said to be superior to others.
It's just because of some personality reasons that he seems a bit 'stupid'.
But such personality reasons will never prevent him from accurately analyzing the current situation.
The missing patrol.
The ‘reinforcements’ arrived early.
Prince Shwetai's troops.
After these things were quickly connected, Taniel turned around and ran away.
At this time, he would never rush forward stupidly.
If you rush forward, you will die!
To be more precise, one more person dies!
Only found Jason!
Only by finding Jason can we be saved!
Thinking of this, Tanier lowered his body even lower, almost crawling on his hands and feet.
At the same time, Taniel prayed in his heart.
I pray that this support force will not attack immediately.
Perhaps Taniel's prayer had an effect. This "reinforcement" from afar only surrounded Bundy, Hall and others, and did not launch a charge. However, the cavalry guns were aimed at Bundy and others.
.
These cavalry are divided into two parts.
Although the people at the back are wearing bright armor, the hundred people at the front are more noticeable.
They all wore black chainmail, with bombs hung on the front and back of the saddle. There were two revolvers on the outside of the left and right thighs. In their hands were cavalry guns that were shorter than rifles, but more refined and had a faster rate of fire.
Each one has a strong face and a tall and straight posture.
Sitting in the saddle, motionless, the aura of a veteran warrior came to my face.
"Knight in Black!"
Bundy and Hall's pupils shrank.
The two of them were from the military, so they naturally understood what the black-shirted knight in front of them represented.
Blackshirt Knights: A group of warriors carefully selected by Prince Reitai from various units in West Walker, forming a cavalry that is terrifying to the enemy.
Every black-shirted knight is a good soldier in the army. Not only is he good at shooting, throwing, and cold weapons, but he can also easily kill ordinary soldiers with his bare hands.
Both Bundy and Hall could have been selected for this team.
However, both of them gave up in the end.
Because the two are the ultimate rivals.
Only the one who wins will be selected.
If this is the case, based on the relationship between the two, the losing one will only bless the winning one, but the final battle not only requires a winner, but also requires the winner to kill the loser.
So, the two gave up.
However, it is precisely because of this kind of giving up that the friendship between the two has been strengthened.
It also made the two of them understand that the new recruits behind them were no match at all.
Don't talk about these new recruits.
Even if we summon all the veterans in Lord, it won't work.
It's not of the same magnitude at all.
Any black-shirted knight in front of them can easily kill anyone behind them.
Even they.
One-on-one, I still have confidence.
One on two?
Still barely.
One on three?
Not a rival at all.
But there were hundreds of black-shirted knights in front of them.
This is the fact that makes Bundy and Hall helpless the most.
Not only are they no match for one-on-one, but they can't compete in numbers either.
They all add up to only a hundred people at this moment.
There are hundreds of black-shirted knights, not to mention a cavalry of 1,900 people behind them.
How to fight this?
If the opponent charges, their entire army will be wiped out.
Bundy made a gesture of closing the formation and relying on the defenses.
Now Bundy can only hope that Tanier will find Jason.
Not bringing Jason back!
But stay away!
Even if his friend Jason came, it would be ineffective against a hundred black-shirted knights and a cavalry team of 1,900 people.
He only hoped that his friend Jason could bring this news back to Lord.
Then, through Lord, using telegraphs, carrier pigeons, or the royal family's secret message channel, the news was quickly spread throughout West Walker.
It must be done!
Otherwise, the black-shirted knight in front of him would definitely massacre Lord.
Just like they have done before.
And now?
He needs to buy time for his friends.
"Lord City Sheriff, Acting Sheriff Bundy, I've met you all."
"May I ask where you are from?"
"What are you here for again?"
Bundy leaned against a barn and shouted loudly.
The police chief did not lean forward rashly.
He knew very well that every black-shirted knight was a sharpshooter.
Facing a sharpshooter is enough to make people frightened.
Facing a hundred?
That's no longer timid.
But I want to be beaten into a hornet's nest.
The black-shirted knight held his cavalry rifle levelly and said nothing.
After about two seconds, the knight in black retreated left and right like a tide.
A knight riding a black horse and wearing full armor walked out slowly.
The black war horse is all black, with not a single hair on it.
The horse's head is huge, and its hooves are larger than the size of a bowl of sea. Even if it comes slowly, it has the aura of a tiger, the king of the jungle, patrolling its territory. In fact, when this black horse appears, the horses of the black-shirted knights around it are all
Paid his hooves anxiously.
Even these war horses are extremely excellent war horses.
It is also a carefully selected breed.
And he is carefully fed and trained every day.
But compared with this heterogeneous dark horse, it is still far behind.
Whether it's the size or the breath.
They are not all on the same level.
So that if an ordinary person rides this horse, he will definitely feel like he is riding a horse like a monkey.
No!
It's simply a monkey sitting on a horse.
It seems extremely funny.
However, the figure sitting on the black war horse does not have such a feeling at all. On the contrary, the other person in armor has a feeling of complementing each other.
Because the knight in front of him is also tall and has a fierce aura.
Even if you are sitting on a horse and walking slowly.
There is a feeling of thousands of troops charging.
The new recruits in the southern suburbs farm were shocked.
Their mouths felt dry, their minds went blank, and their whole bodies were trembling uncontrollably.
One of the recruits put his stiff finger on the trigger and trembled slightly without paying attention.
Bang!
Gunshots were fired.
The bullet went straight towards the knight.
"Who shot?!"
"Don't shoot!"
Bundy shouted loudly.
If possible, he would naturally want to shoot and kill the enemy in front of him.
But Bundy knew very well that the enemy in front of him could not be eliminated just like this.
Once the shot is fired.
It will only make them irrecoverable in an instant.
He is naturally afraid of death.
But what's even more scary is that I can't give my friends enough time.
"Sheriff, chief, it's me, I..."
A recruit squatting in the barn, aiming at the outside, said tremblingly.
However, before he finished speaking, his eyes widened.
It's not just this new recruit.
Everyone around, including Bundy and Hall, looked outside with wide eyes.
What did they see?
They saw that the bullet fired by the recruit was held in the hand of the knight in armor.
Bullets flew out.
as always.
However, no collision occurred.
Instead, he was just suspended in front of the knight in armor.
Then, it was 'picked' off by the knight.
It's like picking an inconspicuous flower in the garden.
easy.
And, feel free.
Bundy's heart sank.
From the beginning, he knew that the recruit's shooting would not cause any harm to the knight in front of him, but what Bundy did not expect was that the other party would 'block' the shooting so easily.
I'm afraid his good friend Jason can't do this, right?
Thinking of this, Bundy no longer had any hope in his heart.
He didn't know why Prince Ruitai sent such a powerful knight.
However, he knew that the other party had bad intentions.
Not just before.
And now.
Bundy, who had been on the battlefield before, could clearly feel the murderous intent of the other party.
Maybe because of the incident in the military camp, Prince Ruitai wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys?
Bundy thought, took a deep breath, and walked out of the bunker.
Hall was anxious and wanted to follow him out.
But Bundy stopped him with a wave of his hand.
"Sir, I'm sorry."
"Please forgive the rudeness of my new recruits."
"They're just too nervous."
Bundy gave a military-style chest-thumping salute.
The knight sitting on the horse did not return the favor, but looked condescendingly at Bundy.
After three full seconds
"Bundy?"
The knight spoke.
"It's me."
Bundy answered.
"Give you a chance, kill Hall, and I will let you go and give you a chance to rejoin the Blackshirt Knights."
"certainly!"
"The same goes for Hall."
The other party said this.
The voice is neither high nor low.
But it's enough for everyone to hear clearly.
"Dream!"
"I am a human being!"
"He is a person with flesh and blood and emotions!"
"I won't be a cold-blooded machine!"
Hall yelled angrily.
When he shouted these words, Hall tried to come out several times, but Bundy stopped him with his hands behind his back.
Compared to Hall's anger, Bundy was calm.
The Sheriff has not forgotten his original purpose.
"Your Excellency, can you tell me why?"
Bundy asked.
"Why?"
"Of course it's because I want to watch two idiots kill each other!"
The knight spoke frankly and laughed jokingly as he spoke.
Facing such laughter, Hall's temples jumped, and the veins in his hand that clenched the handle of the gun popped out.
He wished he could kill this guy with one shot.
But, he knew, bullets didn't work.
That……
Where's the dynamite?
Jason has demonstrated more than once that if bullets don't work, then use explosives to destroy the "mysterious" drama.
Hall's memory is naturally fresh.
Hall, who knew full well what his old friend Bundy had in mind, made gestures to his men on the side without hesitation.
Soon, sticks of explosives were placed in front of him.
Then, Hall began to tie explosives to his body.
A stick of dynamite won't do.
Then try two.
Not two?
Then ten!
With such a simple philosophy, Hall began to tie thirty sticks of dynamite to his body.
At this time, all it takes is a little spark.
Don't say that Hall's body is gone.
The whole barn has to fly into the sky.
But Hall didn't care.
He holds more explosives in his hand, and now he is only worried that they are not powerful enough.
"Your Majesty is joking."
"His Excellency the Prince said that the choice he made back then was voluntary."
"Let's forget the past!"
Bundy emphasized.
Out of the corner of his eye, Bundy saw Hall's movements.
This time, Bundy didn't stop him.
Because, he knows, compared to his delay time.
Hall's method is better.
Not only can it delay time better, but it can also yield unexpected gains.
However, you only have one chance!
This will be their only chance.
Therefore, Bundy mentioned Prince Shwetay in his words.
It seems like a reminder.
In fact, with irritation.
Bundy knew very well that the commander in front of him was looking down at them, and his heart was full of teasing.
That's complete contempt.
That is completely contemptuous.
But Bundy didn't have any surprises.
Because the other party has such qualifications.
Under such a premise, if Bundy chooses to use a big shot who is related to the other party or even directly under him to remind the other party, what effect will it have?
Reminders of the same level are reminders.
A bottom-up reminder is called...
provocative.
However, the knight in front of him was not angry.
Instead, he laughed again.
"Of course I remember the words of the Prince clearly."
"I won't disobey it either."
"However, I am now ordered to accept the military and political affairs of the entire Lord. As the Sheriff and Acting Sheriff of Lord, Bundy, you should obey my orders. Now I order you to fight Hall."
"Because, I suspect that one of you and Hall is a bandit spy."
The other party's words were filled with joking again.
"Sir, we are not."
Bundy argued.
"It's up to me to decide."
"Those bandits have some unique skills, and they will never hide them in a life-or-death situation."
"So, you two must fight to the death."
"remember!"
"It's a fight to the death!"
"If you let go, I will think that you two are accomplices of the bandits, and I will execute you two directly!"
The knight said with full malice.
Bundy was silent.
Ever since he experienced the selection of the Blackshirt Knights, Bundy knew that this team was inhumane.
However, he did not expect that the other party would be so evil.
It's completely confusing right and wrong.
Moreover, Bundy could feel that the other party did it on purpose.
Teasing!
What kind of teasing does a cat catch a mouse with?
Prey is captured not necessarily to be eaten!
You can also play!
The kind that has no bottom line!
This is what the other party did!
Thinking of this, Bundy took a deep breath.
call!
With a long exhalation, Bundy seemed to have made his final decision.
He took off one of his gloves and threw it in front of the knight.
