Realm of Power

"Is this the end?" The cold light was dazzling, but Bai Ou fell into a daze. He heard the sound of his bones breaking, and then his whole body flew out heavily. His whole body ached, and the bright red blood directly blurred his vision. ,"Saland, my hometown!"

Bai Ou felt that his life was disappearing. The path in the family garden full of purple-red immortelles appeared in his mind, as well as the girl in red dress waiting for him at the end of the path. At this moment, he was filled with excitement. A kind of nostalgia, nostalgic for the paths I walked in my childhood, nostalgic for the big banyan tree with my name engraved on it, nostalgic for those beautiful times without war, blood, or hunger.

"Akira, I've let you down!" Looking at the spinning bloody world, and thinking of the name of his best friend, Bai Ou's bloody young mouth showed a bitter smile, his eyes were distracted, and his body fell to the sky.

"Bai Ou! What are you doing, why don't you kill him!" A shrill curse suddenly made him wake up.

The illusion receded, and the real situation was reflected in his bloody eyes. There was no garden, and there was no girl in a red dress. He was surrounded by his companions who were being chased by the Normandy cavalry. He saw the head of one of his companions flying into the air, and a pillar of blood. Ejected from the head and body, the corpse is still running forward,

The Normandy cavalry has completely rushed in, and there are fierce melees and fighting everywhere. The cold light of the weapons on both sides continues to bring out the blood. The heavy horses, with a violent roar, crush from the front of the entire queue, and they can count them. He also faced it with the same determination to die,

In this chaotic scene, he saw a tall figure covered in blood, standing in front of him. The tall figure even completely blocked the light in front of him.

The sharp spear point pierced out from the back of the body, and thick blood was mixed with bone residue. As the spear came out, he sprayed the person behind him in the face and cursed himself. It was this person who shouted came out

"Valal!"

Bai Ou felt a surge of blood. Judging from the opponent's superior strength, Bai Ou recognized at a glance who this person was who pushed him away at the critical moment and blocked the fatal shot for him.

There is no doubt that the person whose bones were broken was not him, but Valal. "Don't kill him yet! Do you want me to really die to be happy?" Valal turned his head in pain and faced the half-sitting man. He was stunned on the ground and yelled

At this moment, Bai Ou discovered that Valal's thick hands were tightly holding the spear that the Normandy heavy cavalry had pierced into his body. His face was so painful that large beads of sweat were rolling down, and the Normandy heavy cavalry was stabbing him. He was frantically looking for a second weapon, trying to kill the fugitive who was entangled in him.

In just a few seconds, a pair of heavy iron flails were already in the hands of the Normandy heavy cavalry, "Go to hell!"

Raising it high, Bai Ou could even see the proud smile on the corner of the Normandy cavalry's mouth. As long as the flail fell, Valal, who was nailed to the gun, would definitely end up with a blown brain.

As if on a spring, Bai Ou picked up a broken farm fork from the ground with lightning speed, and threw it fiercely at the heavy cavalry's throat. He knew that in order to facilitate the movement of his head ,

The throat armor of the cavalry generally uses ring-type soft mail armor. Judging from my previous experience of piercing a cavalryman with an arrow, the most fearful thing about the soft chain mail armor with an iron ring is the sharp piercing." "

Sure enough, this Norman heavy cavalry had to stop the flail that was about to shoot down, and hurriedly raised the cavalry shield on his left hand to block the sharp farm fork from shooting at his throat. In his eyes, the lives of these humble Salander slaves were at stake. It was not worth fighting for a high-ranking knight like himself. The nonchased hit the solid semi-curved shield without any suspense, making a crisp sound, and then fired to the side,

In these short few seconds, Bai Ou, who was already very skilled, quickly opened the cavalry longbow in his hand according to the secret family method. There was a crisp sound, and the bowstring was pulled down by Bai Ou in the shortest second. ,

Like magic, a sharp long arrow has been hung on the bowstring, "Go to hell!" As if he has mastered the master of life and death, Bai Ou took advantage of the moment when the Normandy heavy cavalry put down his shield, and violently let go of his two fingers. The half-moon-like bowstring, the cold light brought by the arrow clusters shot out like lightning , "Pfft" The sharp arrow had no suspense, and with a bone-chilling chill, it shot into the throat of the Normandy heavy cavalry with an expression of disbelief on his face. The impact at close range made this heavy knight who was as tall as an iron tower also physically injured. He leaned back from the impact and said, "Despicable... despicable... guy!"

The Normandy heavy cavalry looked at him with bulging eyes and said something in Normandy. He probably didn't believe it to his death that he died in such an unworthy manner. He held the tail of the arrow cluster that shot through his throat with his hand. , seems to want to pull out the arrow cluster,

The bravery of this Norman knight made Bai Ou feel numb when he saw it.

The arrow just now, from drawing the bow to shooting it, had already exhausted all his strength, and Valal had already lost too much blood, and his whole body was half-kneeling on the ground. If this Norman knight did not die,

With just a casual move, he was able to cut both of them, and "plop". Fortunately, after a few seconds, the body of this brave Normandy heavy cavalryman riding on the war horse finally rolled down from the top due to loss of balance. , because the war horse suddenly lost its master, it stopped next to it, stretched out its wet tongue and licked it. The master who fell to the ground and had no reaction at all "mounted the horse!" Valal, who was bleeding, violently pulled Bai Ou over, who was still bent over and gasping for air, and used all his strength to push Bai Ou, who was out of strength, onto the horse that had lost its owner. "Come up, let's go together!" Bai Ou said to him on the horse. Stretching out his hand, he was surrounded by Norman cavalry who were slashing and killing them. The queue of escapees was completely dispersed by the wedge-shaped formation. Corpses were scattered all over the field. The escapees who lost their formation fell down like split wheat straw. "I Can’t leave”

Valal showed a smile to Bai Ou on the horse, covering the punctured wound with his right hand. His body was covered in blood. He knelt on the ground again, coughing loudly, broken internal organs and blood kept coming out of his mouth, and said "Remember what I once told you, don't give up no matter what, come back with our hope!" "Valal!"

Bai Ou shouted in pain, tears like broken beads could not help but burst out from his eyes that he thought were dry. Valal's body fell heavily on the wasteland, and the bright red blood stained the snow below. , forming a bloody quagmire, and the surrounding area was completely in chaos. The Normandy cavalry was rampaging, and most of the escapees were killed or wounded. "Kill everyone!"

A Normandy cavalry shouted excitedly. He got off his beloved horse as if he had a premonition of something, and swerved left and right uncontrollably. At this time, he heard a strange sound coming from above his head amidst the chaotic noise, "What is it?"

The Normandy cavalry raised his head blankly, and "Pfft" sharp arrows were driven deeply into his chest, one, two..., blood spattered everywhere, and more than a dozen of them had been inserted into his body before he fell off the horse. Clusters of arrows and bloody metal arrows emerged from his back, the cold metallic luster mixed with his hot blood, and the body fell to the ground together with the war horse under his crotch. "Whoosh!" Whoosh! Whoosh! "Similar to his situation, a dozen Normandy cavalry who were chasing the fugitives and slaughtering them were also shot down from their horses with arrows. "What's going on?"

Bai Ou was stunned for a moment. Following the direction of the arrow clusters, he saw cavalry in black armor emerging from the heights of the wilderness hills not far away. These cavalrymen held cold and sharp spears in their hands and carried strange-shaped large weapons behind their backs. The bow is moving forward slowly,

Bai Ou saw a Norman cavalryman hit by such an arrow. The powerful white short crossbow arrow penetrated his lungs. : After reading the novel, he was not dead for a while. He kept spitting out pink foam from his mouth, leaning his head on a rock and breathing heavily.

"enemy!"

The Normandy cavalry was too panicked to continue the pursuit. They wanted to escape, but the black-armored cavalry pressing over them didn't seem to let them go. The extremely aggressive light cavalry also ran out of the black-armored cavalry formation. They were fighting. The horse used a weird long bow and shot arrows like a volley of arrows. The Norman cavalry were all light cavalry. Once they were shot, a stream of blood appeared, and they fell from the horse to the ground with a long hiss.

Bai Ou was standing there dumbfounded. He wanted to run, but he didn't know where to run. The sudden appearance of these black-armored cavalry made it difficult for people to resist. It was a feeling of absolute oppression.

There were more than a dozen survivors who had the same feeling as him. They were exhausted and all were injured. Facing the sudden attack of the black-armored cavalry, they could only squat on the ground in despair, waiting to be killed. Cut off the head with one knife,

The black-armored cavalry rolled over like a hurricane. Bai Ou closed his eyes in pain, waiting for the last moment to come. "Are you all from Salander?" A familiar accent came, and Bai Ou's body shook slightly, completely I can't believe my ears,

He opened his eyes and saw a group of black cavalry had stopped nearby, surrounding them in the middle. The expressions of these black-armored cavalry were very strange, and they did not seem to be hostile. What shocked his soul the most was,

He saw that many black-armored cavalry had white gauze wrapped around their heads. It fluttered beautifully in the wind, like a battle flag. This is the customary dress of the Salander Mamunuk knights. "We are all Salander!"

Among the survivors, someone boldly responded. The silence in the air was terrifying. No one knew what the consequences of these words would be. It was not the case that they had not been captured by other lords in the past, "It is an honor for us, brave warriors. We are also Salanders! Our powerful army has landed on 6, and you will be able to go home soon." Opposite The cavalry commander suddenly saluted them with a Salander salute, smiled, and said in correct Salander language, "Long live!" The survivors cheered, and Bai Ou couldn't help but shed tears. Blowing in the wind, he felt that in this cruel winter, he smelled the fragrance of flowers from Salander, and everything felt like he was touching the earth.