Chapter 170: 169 Anxious to die

Chapter 170: 169 Anxious to die

Chapter 170 169. Anxious to die

There were no cries of birds or animals in the woods, but instead, the slight scraping of armor and steel could be heard.

It is already nightfall, and all serious caravans, lords and their guards should rest in the inn at this time.

The King's Road is a very simple road. As long as you walk it a few times, people on the road can basically make a suitable plan to find a warm and comfortable hotel at night.

Then the identity of the person who can wait here at this time is self-evident.

When Eddard Stark heard Lan En's whispered explanation, his tired eyes widened slightly, and his prim and serious face seemed to want to turn his head to look at the young man for a moment to see if he was serious.

But Ed was someone who had led troops in wars, so he immediately restrained his impulse.

Calmly, he passed over the five warriors behind him. The group of people seemed to be about to turn around and go back without any abnormality.

But when Ed had reached the other end of the line, he shouted without warning!

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Immediately, the originally gentle horse's hooves took off, splashing mud spots and clods.

Dont stand still, lets go!

Lan is now at the end of the team, urging the five dumbfounded warriors. They immediately woke up, kicked off their horses' hooves, and ran towards the camp.

Lan En's temporary reaction was indeed useful. It was not until the horses of the five soldiers had picked up speed that a series of "clatter" sounds came from the woods ahead.

In this short time, the group of people had moved at least fifteen meters away. Moreover, one's own war horse also accelerated faster than the opponent.

In the woods, a man as violent as a brown bear roared: "Fire arrows! Fool! Fire arrows for me! Leave Ed Stark alone!"

Lann heard that voice at the tourney. Just as Eddard guessed, the one who blocked him was [The Mountain] Gregor Clegane!

He is a well-trained knight and knows that the time difference is enough to prevent his horses from catching up with the opponent. So he simply started shooting arrows.

When Lan En heard "shoot arrows", he immediately released [Quen's Seal] in his hand.

The dim golden magic shield is like the reflection of a torch in the night, and is not noticeable.

Scattered arrows pierced the air and enveloped the group of people galloping on horseback.

The main target was focused on Ed, who was in the lead, while the other part was aimed at the back of Lan En, who was at the end.

Lan Ens magic power has long surpassed that of his former teacher. Bordons [Quens Seal] can only hold up in front of the arrows.

But Lan En has deflected all three or four arrows now, and his [Quen's Seal] still has some remaining power and is not broken.

The witcher's eyes narrowed slightly, assessing the current situation.

Judging from the number of arrows, the enemy numbered about twenty, which was indeed a small force.

Hundreds of kilograms of war horse flesh began to roll, but this time, it did not affect its rider.

The moment Lan En judged the impact point of the arrow, he had already jumped off the horse and jumped to Ed's side with a light posture.

It's not like jumping off a horse that's about to fall, but just like walking down a flight of steps.

The unusually heavy sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, followed by shouts and noises.

But Lan En just squinted his eyes slightly at this time, seeming not to care much.

His right hand reached behind his back and grasped the hilt of the sword. The expression on that handsome face was as cold as ice.

Originally, this should have been a perfect response to the attack.

Originally, they could lure the enemy to the camp and deal with them at the least cost.

Originally

"A little angry." The clear sword blade was drawn out, like running water under the moonlight, and Lan En's tone was very calm.

Ed shook his head and finally regained his normal vision.

The moment he regained his sight, he discovered how much chilling things were hidden in the slightly squinted cat eyes of the young man in front of him.

Are you really in a hurry to die?

Lann now faced the charging tall warhorse.

The war mount, which was neighing with excitement, fell silent after looking into the cat's eyes.

The enemy's horses are covered in scaly vests, and ordinary crossbow arrows cannot harm the horses through the vests.

The enemy himself was holding a lance that was at least three and a half meters long, and Lan En didn't even have a shield in his hand.

In fact, the huge black man on the horse can see his violent and playful eyes through the observation hole of the helmet.

But the witcher just stretched out his left hand that was not holding a sword, straightened it forward, and spoke calmly.

[Alder]

Bang!

A cold white magical aura suddenly appeared in the night!

Compressed to the ground by the superb control, the concentrated shock wave directly swept over the hooves of the war horse! It's like a magic trip rope.

War horse armor can easily resist crossbow arrows, but it cannot cope with the snagging horse ropes during the charge.

On the King's Road in the dark night, amidst the loud noise of physical collision, there was another war horse that broke its own neck.

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