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Chapter 180 Pursuit
The brightness of the early morning sunshine in early autumn is almost the same as that of summer, the only difference is that the temperature is much milder, far less hot and cool than summer.

But the earth is not cold at all, but hot.

Looking down from the sky, you can see a team composed of scattered carriages, half cavalry and half infantry is struggling towards the west.

The total number of this team is about 600 people, and not far behind this team, there is a team of infantry mainly about 2000 people chasing it with all their strength.

The rear team also has a cavalry unit of about 200 people. At this moment, this cavalry team is hanging on the left side of the front team and following unhurriedly. The thorn pierced through like a sharp knife, but at this time, there would always be many things flying out of the team in front, including a few fireballs the size of a washbasin, a thick current shot horizontally, and some fists. Size, ice bombs that explode on contact with something, and more.

As soon as they saw these things flying out, the cavalry team of more than 200 people would immediately change their original marching route, draw an arc and turn forward, and the array would be messed up at once, and then adjusted while galloping. The queue, after the cavalry's policy is adjusted, will charge again, and then some magical creatures will fly out of the team in front, and they will get out of the way again, and this goes on and on, and neither side can do anything for a while.

Norman looked through the car window at the cavalry on the side and flashed another magic volley and rushed to the front. The formation was in chaos again, so he temporarily withdrew his mind and allocated more energy to generate magic power to make up for the consumption just now. , but in his heart he was already yelling, swearing constantly.

He knew that nothing good would happen to those people who followed the envoys!
Not long after they set off this morning, they were ambushed by this team.

Although those guys are all dressed in tatters and don't have much serious armor, but regardless of their chaotic formation when chasing all the way, or the coordination ability of the cavalry, and the orderliness of the charge, it is obvious that these guys cannot be What kind of bandits must have been pretended by the private army of a certain nobleman—these were all analyzed by the Knights Templar for him.

Moreover, this great nobleman is likely to be a big shot in Nicaro, because it is only one day away from Nicaro. If it wasn't for Nicaro's nod, Norman would not have believed in this 2000-strong army. Can quietly touch behind them.

But Grand Duke Roberts probably didn't know, otherwise he wouldn't have sent his proudest son to bring Nicaro's aristocratic elites to meet the envoys. This is the only thing to be thankful for.

Just thinking about it, those cavalry charged towards them again, charging over in a diagonal stab!
Norman didn't have time to think about it, he muttered something, and quickly cast a level 2 spider web technique, judged the speed of the two sides, and after a rough estimate in his heart, he immediately threw it far to the front right.

Flying out together with his spider web technique, there were also some routine fireballs, ice bombs, etc., and these things were all in vain, except for two unlucky guys in the opponent's cavalry unit who turned around. In time, after being burned into a burning man by the fireball, falling to the ground and screaming loudly, the other cavalry turned a corner to avoid these things and went around to the front.

In fact, mages including Norman also know that their spells can't cause any substantial damage to the opponent, but they have to throw them, otherwise if they are rushed by these cavalry, they really can't do anything to them Substantial damage, it is very likely that they will be countered by them, but in that case, their team's escape speed will also be slowed down, and they will be rushed up and surrounded by the opponent's large troops hanging behind, and will never get rid of it. no more.

The number of opponents is more than 4 times that of theirs, and they are private soldiers of nobles, not real bandits with no military discipline.

This is because there are many mages in their team, and there is a white-robed mage like Hardy who said so. If there is no white-robed mage like Hardy, once they are bitten by the team behind, there is no suspense completely defeated.

And the opponent obviously knew that their advantage lay in the large number of large troops, so the cavalry troops were not in a hurry to fight desperately, but just pretended to charge back and forth to consume the magic power of the mages in their team.

Isabella bit her lip tightly and sat in a corner of the carriage, but she couldn't help much.

She was also considered lucky. She became Norman's maid and played a certain role in the Battle of the Aether Labyrinth. That's why she was highly valued by the envoys, and she was able to survive until now. Many of the other servants died long ago.

Norman watched from a distance through the car window that the cavalry unit, which looked like brown sugar, was about to adjust its formation again. He estimated that there would be another charge in the near future, so he couldn't help but muttered to himself: " When will it end..."

Coincidentally, not long after he uttered these words, the cavalry team on the side adjusted their formation again, but instead of continuing to charge, they hung so far away.

This made Norman startled.

"No way, it's so effective?"

He just said casually, why did those cavalry really give up charging.

Could it be said that he is really the messenger of the father god, and that every word he casually has has great magical power?

But Norman knew right away that it wasn't.

He felt the carriage under him slow down, and even stopped after a few clicks!

How can you stop at such a tense and exciting moment!Does the driver of the car have a brain problem and want to die!
Norman immediately became angry, bowed forward and quickly stepped forward, opened the door, and was about to scold the driver, but he just opened the door and saw the scene in front of him, the words were held back. Back in the stomach, the lips that had just opened were tightly closed.

He was standing on the front panel of the car now, and since he was tall and surrounded by plains, his vision was very good, and he could clearly see a team of ragged clothes in front of them.

No, it is not appropriate to use "one piece" to describe it, it should be said to be one piece.

A large team stretched to the left and right, the heads were black and dense, and the number was countless.

Turning the head, looking to the left, there is also a team, connected with the team in front, and looking to the right, behind the cavalry team is also a large group of "bandits" with weapons in their hands. Sitting in the carriage, the field of vision is relatively low, and the cavalry in front blocked the sight so I couldn't see it.

The front, left and right are connected together, and at first glance, there are huge crowds of people.

There is no need to think about the rear, the more than 2000 people who are hanging are not for nothing, and they should have caught up quickly at this moment, connecting with the teams in front, left and right, and completing the encirclement together.

Unexpectedly, even the large army of more than 2000 people in the rear is also a feint attack. The real purpose of the enemy is to drive them into this encirclement!

At this time, Lancelot's voice came, "A preliminary estimate is that the number of enemies is around 1."

Norman's eyes widened instantly, like a buffalo.

1 people!

So many people can attack a city!And they only have more than 500 people.

This enemy also thinks highly of them...

(End of this chapter)