Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 379

"Command, line up."

Atzke was taken aback by Cyril's endless sentence, but Cyril immediately added: "The horse bandit."

"Horse bandits? Horse bandits dare to provoke us?" Azike had also heard of the horse bandits led by Phil, but he still shouted: "Everyone line up!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately got down on the ground, put his ears on the turf, and listened quietly for a while, his face changed slightly, and he stood up and added: "Come to the high ground, and the halberd soldiers will press forward!"

The soldiers who had been idle just now gathered almost immediately, and in an instant, they turned into two square formations, pressing on the low hill vigorously.Azike was very satisfied with the discipline of the soldiers, and immediately said to Cyril: "I heard that the horse bandits led by Phil are all light cavalry, and they have always only robbed the convoy of the chamber of commerce carrying valuable treasures. How could they be targeting us?"

"Who knows." Cyril looked ahead, saw the grass in the grassland in the distance obviously low, and frowned, "Maybe what you heard is wrong?"

"It's all wrong?" Atzke was about to ask, but the sound of the horse's hooves was already approaching.The sound of horseshoes was indistinct at first, but after a while it was like rain, and after a few breaths, it was like thunder.If it is on the yellow land, there must be a large area of ​​yellow sand rolling at this moment.

In a blink of an eye, the horse bandit they were wary of appeared in sight.

"The number is about thirty, less than expected... Wait, are you sure this is a horse bandit?"

The moment he saw the whole picture of the so-called "horse bandit" below, Azike's complexion instantly became extremely ugly, and he pointed down, his voice trembling a little:
"Which horse bandit is equipped with the same equipment as the kingdom's iron cavalry?"

At this time, the sun had already tore through the morning mist, and the light golden light fell on the bright armor, shining brightly.The thick and long lances were erected in the hands of the knights on the horse, standing like banners.In addition to the armor of the knight on the horseback, the horses under the crotch are all tall horses, also covered with a layer of iron armor, running like a galloping chariot, with an astonishing momentum.

"Maybe, this is the local specialty of Philland?" Cyril was still in the mood to joke, while the halberd soldiers behind him had already raised their halberds.

They occupy the advantage of the high ground, and they are all long-handled weapons. Although they were shocked by the sophistication of their opponents' equipment, the soldiers who had just won a victory were full of momentum and did not fear at all.

"Get ready for the charge, three, two—" Rhode ordered loudly, but the voice stopped abruptly.However, the group of cavalrymen came to the foot of the low hill like thunder, but stopped in a uniform manner. The group of cavalrymen seemed to be turned into sculptures in an instant, motionless.

Only the two leading riders took a few steps forward. The knights on the horses, with black helmets and blue armor, looked up as if they were observing the people in Siliki on the hillside, and the small chatter between the two came to Cyril's ears. .

"We seem to be late."

"I'm late?"

"Look at their bright armor... What are they wearing? Why are they so ugly?"

Cyril couldn't help but let out a "tsk", and lightly pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword. In an instant, a gust of wind blew up, and a cyan giant hammer was formed in an instant, and it crashed down in front of the two of them.

Broken blades of grass scraped over their iron armor, and the strong wind penetrated into the gaps in the armor, making them tremble uncontrollably.After a while, the leader couldn't help but softly said: "The domineering is exposed."

"Then shall we fight or not?"

"What are you fighting for? We're here to join in the fun of 'persuading a fight'...Are they from Ao San Emma?"

"Obviously not."

"Then why do we join in the fun?"

"Then withdraw?"

"withdraw."

The two chatted very quickly, and within a few words, they settled on a policy. Then they lifted the reins, but they didn't listen to the leader's order. The cavalry in the back row turned their horses' heads one after another, raised their whips, and went away like a thunderbolt. .

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in the eyes of everyone in Siliki.

"Are they just... leaving?" Atzke rubbed his eyes. He didn't have Cyril's hearing, and his investigative methods didn't have the ability to capture the sound. At this moment, he didn't know what the two said. .

And Cyril shook his head, but his expression was not at all relaxed, and he said in a deep voice: "They didn't come to us, or if they came to us, then they would come to help us."

"Help us?"

"A word was mentioned while they were talking."

"What word?"

"O St. Emma."

"Hiss." Atzke took a deep breath—if someone else's reaction might not be so violent, but as a student of the Solkonan Military Academy, the opponent he simulated the most battlefields is the Ost Emma Army .

"Could it be that the St. Emma's people have infiltrated into Fell Territory? But St. Emma's troops...don't all choose to come from the Adelaide Sea? How could they touch this side?" Azik immediately began to speak in a low voice. Analyzing to himself, he kept rubbing his temples, as if this would stimulate his thoughts, "How could the horse bandit pay attention to the whereabouts of the people of Ao San Emma? No, the question is why the horse bandit has such a suit of equipment , How many times have they robbed the chamber of commerce, didn't this just cut off Morey O'Connor's leg?"

"Atzke, you have overlooked an important point." Cyril gestured to let the soldiers go back to rest, and then said to Atzke: "Burning the Wind Festival."

"Wind-Wind Festival?" Atzke was taken aback, "But isn't that a festival for the elves? Saint Emma and the elves have a hostile relationship..."

"Au St. Emma was a slave industry and hunted elves 400 years ago, but that doesn't mean they were still like this 200 years ago. A hundred years ago, elves and Ao St. Emma were still in blood feud, but it doesn't mean that 100 years later, there will be elves Want something from Ost Emma."

Cyril's voice became softer as he spoke, and finally he simply lowered his eyebrows and remained silent.

He now hopes that this team of horse bandits is really just ordinary horse bandits, honestly intending to surprise him, and then being scared away by himself.But the reality turned all his assumptions into unrealistic dreams——

The situation of Amasir is even more chaotic than that of Amasir in the game.

In the game, the undead have very little intrusion on Amasir, and this natural land has fallen into war, and it will not be until after Ao San Emma participates in the war.Cyril didn't know what happened to Amasir in 1440, but there was already an undercurrent surging in front of him.

Palannia, who has changed his mind, and the Orsan Emma who sneaked into the forest, the two foreign enemies are already the targets he has to face immediately.

And the more critical point is that the people of Osan Emma were able to successfully enter the territory of Amasir. Is there anyone from the O'Connor family helping the flames?
He didn't even dare to think about it.

"Amathir, this is not a pool of clear water, but a pool of muddy water..." Cyril couldn't help but shook his head.

He walked down the small slope and was about to see what Caroline's "war results" were like when he caught a glimpse of a distant figure running over with disheveled hair. It was the archer captain Chloe holding a bow. Anxiously said:

"My lord, Captain Memphis is fighting with someone!"

(End of this chapter)