Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

Chapter 10: The Absolute Sound of the Barbarian Zabu

   The slaves felt that their hope was coming, and then they could escape by following in the footsteps of Joe or Fackney. After all, this little nobleman was in their hands, and the guards on the opposite side would definitely not dare to act rashly.

   Joe was panting nervously, and was finally able to get rid of his years of slavery. He felt that he was about to come alive again, as if he could smell the fragrance of dwarf ale from the wind.

   However, there is only the smell of blood on the field, and his heart is really big enough.

   But there is another person whose state is very wrong, that is Zabu, most of the slaves have not noticed his abnormality, because at this moment they are both excited and excited.

   The violent period of Zabu's body is about to disappear, but his anger is getting stronger and stronger. He looks at the enemy in front of him, and he recalls his younger brother Tashi, this disgusting little white face, he can't bear it anymore.

In the shocked eyes of everyone in the audience, Zab grabbed Jefferson by the neck and lifted him into the air. Joe was shocked, Fackney was shocked, and the guards who had just put down their weapons on the opposite side were also shocked. shocked.

"Stop it!" Before Joe's words fell, he only heard a crisp click on the court. Jefferson's white and tender neck was bent at ninety degrees. Zabu didn't think it was enough to defuse his breath, so he chopped Jefferson's head with a knife After coming down, he raised his head high and sprinkled hot blood on his face.

   "My silly critic of CNMD!!" Facknet's curse was full of crying.

Corleone also looked at everything in front of him in shock. At this moment, he thought to himself, how dare this guy kill a nobleman? In his previous worldview, the status of a nobleman could not be provoked, let alone kill a nobleman. .

   Although he was very dissatisfied with the nobles' practices, he never thought of killing the nobles. This was caused by the education of his parents since childhood.

   However, at this moment, some concepts deep in his heart have undergone a fundamental change. Although the changes are still subtle, they are like young saplings that will one day grow into towering trees.

The cavalry leader picked up the scimitar on the ground with his feet and rushed towards the slaves like a madman. The rest of the guards did the same. They all fell into madness as they watched their young master die just like this.

   As for the butler Brand, he has collapsed on the ground, his mouth is open and motionless like a dead man, and then as if nervous convulsions, he shouted: "Kill them! Kill all these animals!"

   He knew that he was dead. The only son of Lord Markas died in the mine he managed. He was ashamed of the Lord’s gift.

Butler Brand looks like an upright villain, greedy and timid, but he also has an advantage, that is, his loyalty to his lord. He knows that he will be put to death and his family will also be put to death. Take revenge for the young master before you die!

   He grabbed the short sword of a guard next to him, and rushed towards the slaves.

   In his heart, Joe was already squirting the barbarian Zabu in a different way. This mindless guy actually made the worst decision at the most critical time.

   There is no room for them to think about on the field, and the two people are in an endless state of death.

The cavalry leader’s buckler had long been thrown aside by him. He held a scimitar in his left hand and a dagger in his right. When he ran wild, he thought of his wife and children in his mind. He knew that the lord’s anger would be vented. Their bodies.

   Zabu laughed wildly at the sky, speaking in a barbarian language that was not understood by others. It was a memorial to his dead brother, which translates to:

   On their altar, he cruelly offered sacrifices,

   strong wind, birds, horses and blood,

   In order to sing memories or carols,

  He preached the prestige of those ancient gods,

   The proud wolves never forgive!

   Proud wolves, revenge is more than enough!

   Wherever the slave on the side cares about his beastly roaring words, some people want to give Zabu twice.

   Joe still hit his knees, and the guard kept falling down, Fackney used his spear flexibly, Corleone also wrestled with the guard on the opposite side with his weapon.

   Zabu rushed towards the cavalry leader while shouting at this sacrificial song. He could feel that his violent period was about to disappear, so let himself die on the way to the charge!

The cavalry leader has given up the idea of ​​defense. He did not retain any strength. His two-handed weapons flew up and down, and the slaves in front of him could not stop his footsteps. They swept through the limit of the weapon's length, tearing the flesh and blood of those slaves. .

   Zabu once again fought against the cavalry leader, both of them had the same meaning in their eyes—dead fight! Fight to death!

   The cavalry leader swung his sword forward, and the two of them only fought for a moment, and he noticed the weakness of the barbarian. After blocking a slash of Zabu, the short sword in his right hand pierced Zabu's heart straight.

   At this time, Zabu has passed the violent period, the whole person is like a broken balloon, his muscles have contracted back to the original state, and his strength and speed have dropped drastically.

   So he couldn't avoid this sword, and he didn't want to avoid it, the short sword smoothly pierced into his heart, but he also approached the cavalry leader.

   He pushed forward forcefully, and the blade of the dagger broke from his back. The cavalry leader on the opposite side didn't expect this guy to be so crazy and planned to leave with his sword.

   The two have reached the distance between their faces. Zabu's hideous face faced the angry face of the cavalry leader. Before swallowing his last breath, Zabu bit the cavalry leader's neck without hesitation.

   This bite was his little strength, and his constantly polished fangs became the last killer. The cavalry leader's neck was first bitten through the flesh, and then the blood vessel was bitten.

   Tashi is dead. At the last moment before he died, he had a satisfied smile on his face. The cavalry leader held his neck and staggered back.

   But no matter how you hold your neck, it won’t help. After all, if the aorta is bitten, he will die in tens of seconds. He is covering his neck with one hand, while the other hand is waving a machete indiscriminately.

   Joe caught a glimpse of the scene in front of him, and had to sigh that this **** Zabu is really a man, and then he found that several archers on the opposite side were facing Corleone's position.

At this time, Corleone was holding a short sword and fought with two guards. He was covered with scars and felt a little tired. His blade was stuck on the shoulder bone of one of the guards, and the other guard moved the spear towards him. Corleone was poked in the abdomen.

   Joe arrived in time, chopped off the spear, and then violently pushed Corleone down.

   Corleone did not react, and fell to the ground. When he raised his head, he found that Joe had several arrows in his body, and the two guards were also shot by bows and arrows.

   It turned out that those archers found Corleone's amazing combat power, and despite the possibility of injuring friendly forces, they still shot sharp arrows.

   Joe protected Corleone, and four arrows were hit in his back, and a mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth.

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