Assassin’s Adventure

The city was almost in sight, and when Gordon flew to the highest point, he saw the small buildings on the outskirts of the city.

Going down from this hill, within about 300 meters, he will be able to touch the road paved with flagstones, but the situation is very bad.

The oncoming branches and vines slapped his face, and he could only try to cover his face, and then fell to the ground.

boom!

The wet mud saved his life. In the splash of mud, he hit a tree and stopped. Because it was in the middle of his chest, even the arm did a considerable amount of buffering, which kept him from recovering for a long time.

At the moment of flying out, he was almost lying on the board, without any preparation, and no chance to adjust his posture. Fortunately, he did not hit his head when he landed, and there was no sharp object piercing his body.

"Cough cough...Thank God, I'm alive again!"

When he finally stood up holding the tree, he finally passed the weakest moment, and it was a wonderful feeling to be able to breathe again, but people tend to ignore it.

He couldn't stop, he had to find Bonnet, otherwise he would find a guy named Bliss in the Royal Fortress within a short period of time. It was a dream come true. There are about 2,000 people in this port.

"He can't go far!"

This is what he thought in his mind. He finally saw Bonnet being dragged to the ground. Anyone with an IQ would find a gentle place to let go, or he would be dragged alive on the horse.

The sound of the artillery in the distant fortress has stopped, indicating that the battle has already achieved some results, and he must speed up his pace.

"Bonnet!"

Gordon clutched his arm and shouted!

The wound just now burst open, and now his left hand can barely move.

"My brother, I know you are here, in the wilderness, if we can't help each other, you will definitely die here..."

Without answering, Bonnet clenched his teeth tightly at this time, hiding in the bushes and daring not to make any sound. This was almost his only chance to escape.

His right hand had been dislocated in the dragging just now, and he knew that what Gordon said was probably true, and he wouldn't be able to get back to town without help.

But so what, he already felt death, the pain on his body, the wounds reminded him that death was approaching, the cold swept over, and his fear of Captain Gordon was even more than death.

"Little Barre, I saw you, come out!"

Captain Gordon's voice continued to approach, of course, this was not to frighten. In the eagle eye's perspective, the orange-red light was so conspicuous.

However, at this moment, the sound of hooves came from a distance along with a shout.

"Damn thief, finally caught up, you will pay for your actions!"

Following the sound, two rain-drenched farm guards rushed out from the end of the road, muskets in their hands.

Boom! !

The musket hidden under the clothes was not affected in the rain, the sharp sound rang in the air, and the projectile hit the trees next to it, splashing a lot of stubble.

Although the momentum is frightening, shooting a rifle that relies on luck on a running horse is a joke. If the enemy is cowardly, it may have a deterrent effect, but in the face of the battle-hardened Captain Gordon, being a bullet. After unloading, the last threat was gone.

"Just in time, the tools for us to continue on our way have arrived."

Gordon grinned with a twisted smile, even if he injured one hand, he was confident enough to deal with the enemy.

After a round of shooting, the guard looked at the enemy standing in the middle of the road, without any intention of stopping, and continued to drive over.

"Bump into it and kill him!"

In this chaotic era, in the wilderness, it is normal to kill a thief, and there is always a desire to kill in people's hearts.

They didn't take out the machete, waving the whip in their hands, relying on the force of the horse's dash, which was deadly enough.

Hearing the shouting, Bonnet also stuck his head out of the grass. He stared at the battle situation on the road ahead. Yes, killing the hateful captain will only have a way to survive.

But in his vision, what he saw was a desperate scene.

Captain Gordon's raised right hand hides a cold light. Under the cover of the sound of horses' hooves, a small and sharp sound of breaking through the air swept through, and a short crossbow arrow shot out towards a guard's throat.

Blood splattered, and it was the guard's disbelieving, desperate eyes, and then he lost all strength and fell from his horse.

The other guard didn't realize what happened at all. He only saw his teammates suddenly appear in the corner of his field of vision, but the enemy was in front of him, and he waved the whip in his hand.

Snapped!

The whip was fast and ruthless, and the wet tip of the whip almost pierced the speed of sound in that instant. Of course, Captain Gordon wasn't sitting still.

Of course, the quickest way to deal with the cavalry is to shoot the horse first, but the horse is his target, and in this case, the sword can only go to the side.

The whip that was swung was firmly held by him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The tip of the whip left a bloodstain on his face, and then wrapped around his hand, the rough lines of the whip lifted a lot in his hand. flesh and blood.

"Caught you!"

A wicked smile appeared from under the wet hair.

The guard was a little flustered at this time. He had never seen such a bold person, and he had never seen someone with such a scary expression.

The strength in his hand made him a little unable to grasp the whip. If he didn't let go, he would likely be dragged off the horse. At this time, he decisively gave up his riding whip, and then took advantage of the situation and took out his machete from his waist. slashed at the enemy.

"Since you want to die, let it be for you!"

All these changes are between the electric light and flint, the horses staggered past, the machete slashed down, and the snow-white blade was even a little dazzling.

Bonnet almost held his breath, looking forward to the miracle brought by this knife, the war of mortals has always been life and death with one knife.

But this quick-witted knife only went along the top of Gordon's head, cutting off the wet hair in front of his forehead. Captain Gordon avoided the fatal knife with the flexibility of his body.

He didn't give the enemy a chance to swing the knife again. Looking at the back of the empty door, the rope dart equipped on the gauntlet shot out, directly penetrating the enemy's chest.

The blood dyed the front of his shirt wantonly, and the guard had no strength to clench the machete in his hand any longer. The sharp dart head penetrated the lungs, got stuck in the ribs, and fell from the horse under the pulling force.

"Cough cough..."

The guard did not die directly, but coughed up a large amount of blood, which was mixed with broken lung fragments, trying to breathe air.

His eyes met Bonnet, who was hiding in the bushes, there was some resentment in his eyes, and nostalgia for this world, and then there was no more life.