Riding and Slashing

Chapter 39 The Enemy Comes Behind

Probably, it was Anson's own wish to improve the strong bow.

He may know that he really has no talent for swordsmanship. Seeing Li Ang controlling the battlefield with one bow alone, he probably also had the idea of ​​becoming a marksman - just like the horn summoning the rangers, becoming a bow knight...

My doctor... If you really want to be a knight, it's better to have an iron bone than a strong bow...

Li Ang sighed. He originally planned to quickly upgrade Ansen to level 10 to heal injuries, but he didn't expect it to be uncontrollable...

Li Ang has always attached great importance to medical treatment, after all, it can directly save his life, but his own medical level cannot be upgraded, and it has always been only level 1.

It probably comes from the medical common sense of a modern person himself.

So Li Ang really wanted to train Ansen to be a genius doctor, so that maybe the wounded in the team could be revived with full blood after a sleep, and go back to the factory full of energy...

But the reality is not as simple as the game.

It seems that I still have to guide myself...

"Hey, Anson... it's time for you to start doing your homework today."

"Oh no...my lord...you can't do this!"

"Then why don't you use those captives to practice medicine, sword practice or wound healing, you choose one, it's your homework for today."

"I... I'm going to see the captives... I hope Miss Sarah didn't kill anyone..."

……

In the evening, there was heavy rain, and the night in the wind and rain was as dark as ink. There were no stars in the sky, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The mercenary who was good at diving touched the river from memory, fished for a long time, and fished out a noble knight sword.

This is indeed Li Ang's original one, the one stolen by Liwa.

But how did it appear in the hands of this Jatu warlord?

It was only two days since it was stolen the night before and it was lost and recovered now.

That Liwa ran into the Jiatu army unfortunately?

Or maybe this Jatu troop just happened to be under the jurisdiction of Lion Lake City yesterday?
Etc., etc.

Li Ang suddenly thought of what Liwa said, "My family used to be very famous in the arms trade"...

Is there a possibility that this Liwa sold the sword to the Jatu people?
if it is like this……

An idea popped up in Li Ang's mind that he himself found unbelievable—this Liwa, could everything she said be true?

If she can really trade with the Jatu people, and her last name is Fletcher...

So is there a possibility that the current Liva is indeed the daughter of the earl as she said—but she is indeed not a nobleman, but a kind of unrecognized...

After all, she really looks a lot like Earl Oden...

Although I can't figure it out, I still want to thank this crossbowman for allowing him to retrieve this 'heirloom'.

So Li Ang gave this expert swimmer the right to freely choose the spoils.

He chose a steed he had previously captured from the Red Brotherhood.

This turned the hired crossbowman into a less than qualified hired horse-but nothing changed in the team list.

This expert swimmer claims that his riding skills are good, but he can only guarantee that he will not fall off the horse, which is generally only slightly weaker than Forscher's riding skills...

The next morning, the sky was gloomy, and there was still light rain in the sky.

The wolf smoke in the direction of Fort Yongshield was no longer visible.

On the wet grassland on the other side of the river, there were only mud puddles left by the horseshoes.

The Jatus were gone.

On the other side of the river, none of the Jatu cavalry could be seen.

There were only a few corpses left, naked corpses, neatly placed on the grass by the river bank.

The Jatus walked cleanly. They took everything from the corpse, the ownerless horse, and the results of their logging yesterday—a small pile of logs that had been cleared of branches.

On the wooden wall of the camp, the warlord Jatu, who woke up from a coma, murmured a few incomprehensible words, and then ignored Li Ang and An Sen who was about to feed him.

Li Ang took off his helmet and tried to talk to him, but the warlord didn't say a word, and he didn't even open his eyes anymore.

The lord didn't understand - the Jatu people already had the materials to make rafts, but why did they suddenly abandon their leader and evacuate?They are perfectly capable of making rafts to cross the river.

Li Ang was already ready to hold hostages for a while.

However, just when Li Ang thought that the camp should be safe for the time being, Summer on the lookout called out.

"My lord! There's a woman running over... a bit like Miss Leslie!"

"She's alone?"

"Yes, my lord!!"

Is Leslie here to give away the proceeds from selling the loot?
It shouldn't be, let Kahn and the others bring back the money after cashing out, and it's over...

Li Ang was stunned for a moment, then quickly ran out of the camp to meet the businesswoman, and his intuition told him that something happened!
Leslie didn't ride a horse, and with a dagger in her hand, she galloped in the rain in a blue dress—and completely ignored the muddy water splashing on her body.

"This way, Leslie!"

Leon yelled loudly—Leslie had never been to this camp, and she seemed to be about to run to Fletcher Village.

Hearing Li Ang's voice, Leslie ran towards the gate of the camp on both hands and feet, shouting loudly while running:

"Master Li Ang! We have encountered Jatu people... at least 200 of them! My brother and Kahn are doing their best to stop them in the mountains behind. Hurry up...my lord, save them...it's not far to the south..."

Leslie's whole body was soaked in rainwater, her eyes were red and swollen, her face was full of fear, her face was covered with water and mud, and she almost explained the matter as soon as she ran to Li Ang.

I'm still out of breath.

A strong woman, she didn't even cry.

But the tightly clenched fists and the bloodshot eyes can still make people feel the fear and helplessness in her heart.

Klose obviously also heard Leslie's cry, and ran out of the camp with a big sword on his back - he hasn't removed any equipment since he started the battle yesterday.

"My lord, I beg to go—I must rescue my people."

Li Ang didn't show the slightest hesitation at this time—he couldn't show fear and hesitation at this time either. He nodded and ran back to the camp, shouting as he ran:

"Call your stormtroopers!"

Klose was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect Li Ang to agree.

That's two hundred Jatu people!

After taking a deep look at Li Ang, Klose turned back and shouted: "Assault squad gather!"

Summer on the observation deck was about to climb down to gather, but he seemed to have noticed something, and turned his head to look south.

All the staff in the camp have already started to act, and hurriedly started to put on their clothes and line up.

But Li Ang, who ran to get the bow, sighed—the two hundred Jatu people appeared behind him!

This shows that the centurions that I and Sarah met were not the only ones entering the hinterland of Changhe Town...

Just thinking about it, the team list changed: Mettenheim Infantry, 10/10.

Oops!

It's too late to rescue the caravan now...

The two Mettenheimers are dead!
If Leslie could run over, it was obvious that the place where the caravan was attacked was very close to here—the Cato army probably came to this camp in the first place!

Because, the place I occupy is the only place for those Jiatu people who have entered the country to return to the grassland!

They'll attack Leslie's caravan to the south, probably just because they came across...

The Jiatu people are cavalry, they are probably already nearby!
Now, I am afraid that we must face the enemy head-on.

I had predicted most of the situations, but I didn't expect that the prestigious Horn Summoning Ranger Squad failed to deal with those Jatu people who had entered Changhe Town several days ago!
After so many days, Ralph, who is useless, can actually let the Jatu escape?

No wonder Sarah said Ralph was a little hesitant...

(End of this chapter)