Chapter 17

In addition to the bows and arrows in their hands, these archers only wear an ordinary leather armor and a short knife at their waist. Such weapons can't bring any damage to the squires at all. The arrow struck the guards' armor, leaving only a white spot. The short knife pierced the vest, only making a tinkling sound.

Only a dozen knights and squires scattered more than 100 archers. The squires waved their weapons and made a strange cry in their mouths to quickly harvest the lives of these mobs. It's as easy as a butcher hunting chickens and dogs.

The voice on the battlefield gradually weakened. Those with faster hands and feet had already run away. Those with slower hands and feet were killed by the guards.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after the last mob was cut off by a squire's knife. In the battle, they looked crazy, but after the battle, they all sat on the horses and didn't want to move.

Kukas, in particular, killed the most crazy in the battle just now. Although he had great strength, he still felt tired after hitting and chopping more than ten people in a row. The main reason is that the weight brought to him by the whole body armor is too big. You know, the half body armor he used to wear only weighs tens of pounds. Now it weighs almost more than 200 pounds. Such a big gap makes him unable to adapt in a short time.

The chariot Knight sent several bodyguards to guard around and asked kukas to dismount and rest.

He took off his helmet and absorbed a mouthful of bloody air. Kukas laughed. Although the smell of blood didn't smell good, he knew he was still alive. Yes, as long as he was alive, he would laugh even in difficulties.

The fat squire sat motionless beside kukas. He lost his chain hammer, took off his helmet and gloves and lay on the ground panting heavily.

"How do you feel?"

"It doesn't feel like it's the same as when he killed the mob." kukas shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Now he seems to smoke a cigarette to relieve his fatigue. It's a pity that he hasn't seen cigarettes in his previous life in this world.

"Hey, hey! I've been involved in hanging mobs before. At that time, the mobs only had sticks and simple harpoons and axes. But this time, they even had war horses, spears and bows and arrows. Fortunately, the armor was changed this time. If it was still the original half armor, I'm not sure if I can survive." the fat squire took a deep breath and smiled.

"Really? Never noticed this." kukas shrugged indifferently. When he faced the mob before, he just led the soldiers in the manor to charge and cut down all the people who blocked his pace. I never noticed much at that time.

In the chat, the time passed little by little. After they rested for more than one magic hour on the battlefield full of corpses, they set off again under the command of the chariot knight. Although it was night and the sight was very bad, the retinue's riding skills were very exquisite, so there was no mistake when walking.

The horseshoes trampled, and the squires were silent all the way. While controlling the still restless wildebeest, kukas thought about why the mob would suddenly attack them. A series of ideas kept popping up and disappearing in his mind, which made him quite upset.

"Kukas, after dawn, you take seven or eight people to search this small town, find the mob and kill it immediately. Is there a problem?" just as kukas was thinking, the knight of chaluo suddenly came to him. He took a map in his hand and quickly pointed out a small town position on the bumpy horse to kukas.

"No problem, knight." without any hesitation, kukas immediately agreed.

"After searching the town, you will take people to the barren ice field, and I will wait for you there." the knight said, throwing the map in his hand to kukas, then went to find the fat squire and several other strong squires, and finally gave them a map. This also means that they are assigned different tasks.

Looking at the location of the town on the map, kukas couldn't help laughing bitterly. According to their current position, it takes at least more than ten magic hours to reach the town. In his opinion, those fleeing mobs would never go there to hide. But at the knight's command, he had to nod and promise.

Eight tough squires were selected from the team by kukas. Without saying hello to others, they directly deviated from the route and rushed to the remote town.

"Damn it, I'm sure that knight definitely played tricks on us." in the boring journey, a squire couldn't help complaining.

"So what about teasing you? Don't you still want to disobey his orders? We're just servants and haven't become knights. If you become a knight, does he dare to tease you like this?" kukas sneered. Although he also had resentment in his heart, it was not easy to attack, because he knew that all this was caused by his own strength. If he was also a knight, the other party would never send him such a task.

"Bah!" the squire took off his helmet and spit bitterly. Then he put on his helmet and followed kukas quickly without saying a word. The other squires just laughed a few times and were quiet.

Roads are becoming more and more difficult to walk. Originally, there were special roads connecting various towns in kukas area. These roads are smooth. Although they cannot pass through large-scale troops, they can accommodate dozens or even hundreds of cavalry.

However, after the emergence of the mob, the roads were filled with boulders, thick logs, and even some people cut the roads to form more than ten feet deep gullies.

The squires did not dare to let go of the speed of the horses, but carefully drove the horses. Perhaps because the speed was too slow, the wildebeest under the crotch began to look restless. From time to time, they throw out a loud nose, or hiss a few times in a low voice.

It was getting brighter and the retinues who had been driving all night were tired. Under the leadership of kukas, they found a suitable camp and began to rest.

The heavy armor was thrown to the ground, and even the vest of the wildebeest was taken off by the squires.

Without the restraint of armor, kukas only felt relaxed. He didn't notice anything when he was on his way, but with this fierce rest, he only felt that every bone joint of his body was very sore. In particular, the arm waving the Tomahawk feels extremely heavy.

"Which of you brought the ointment? Damn it, I'm very sore all over." kukas shouted after massaging the sore places on his body according to special techniques.

"How could you be so tired without that thing, damn it?" a squire pulled off his gloves and threw them on the ground. "I swear I'll never fight with these broken gloves again. It's just a waste of energy. It's no use to increase my weight except to look good." he stepped forward and stepped on the gloves hard and stepped the gloves into the soil. But he took a little rest, reached out and dug them out, leaving them aside in silence.

"That pair of gloves is worth ten gold coins. According to our current salary, we can't buy them in three or five years." a squire carefully wiped his armor with a soft cloth, which is as gentle as wiping his lover's white and tender skin.

"Well, don't quarrel. Eat something quickly. We still have to go. Well, we've just walked half the way. I hope we can reach the town before night comes." kukas fumbled for some dry food from his skin bag, stuffed it into his mouth, grabbed some soybeans and other things in his hand to feed the wildebeest, so as to restore the wildebeest to its peak.

"I don't know why the knight asked us to search the town, and we have so many people. If all the people in the town become mobs, I'm afraid we can't escape." a squire whispered and fell asleep on the ground. After kukas ate enough food, he let the others rest, and he served as a guard.

After this rest, they waited until noon to go on the road again. Although the squires didn't ask kukas what he meant, they all knew that he was doing it for their good.

In the afternoon, we walked half the way again. When we arrived in the middle of the night, we saw that the people were only seven or eight miles away from the town.

"When the sun rises tomorrow morning, we will step into the town. I hope everyone has a good rest tonight. I think we will definitely encounter some bad things in the town." kukas thought with some worry.

However, the other squires did not think so. After eating their little dry food, they fed the war horses, and then wrapped a thin blanket and fell asleep.

Looking at the beating campfire in front of him, kukas kept thinking about what kind of training he should carry out to become a knight as soon as possible, and what kind of Knight cultivation methods are recorded in the scroll given to him by the old housekeeper.

"Kukas, take a break! Leave the rest to me." as time passed, one of the sleeping squires woke up. He took a knight's sword and stretched out his hand to kukas's shoulder and whispered, "you have little rest these two days. I think you should take advantage of this opportunity to have a good rest. Don't worry, I'll call you later."