Chapter 22 Fight

  "What if he didn't chase us?" The green armored knight was a little skeptical.

  "I won't mistake the hatred in a person's eyes, Carmel needs my blood to wash away his shame. For his honor, he will definitely come after me."

  "If he was the kind of man who will let his honor be shamed, then when I offered to double the price for him to kill Harui, he should have agreed."

  "By the way, I haven't asked for your name for so long. What do you call yourself?" Ian suddenly asked.

  "Me?" The knight was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Old dog."

  "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend," Ian quickly apologized. "I was trying to create a pause in our conversation. I wanted to leave an impression on those mercenaries that no matter who they are, they would have the opportunity to be promoted to nobility here, paving the way for them to rebel against their captain later. My name is Ian."

  Rohr then introduced himself, and Keith beside him. he suddenly raised his head, giving Ian an admiring look. "They are really chasing after you. Protect yourself and run away if you find something is wrong. With the speed of your horse, they can't catch you."

  Hearing this, Ian looked to the west and saw four cavalrymen appearing in his field of vision. The leader was wearing a piece of chain mail and was obviously Captain Carmel himself, while the other three were just wearing ordinary leather armor and clothing.

  "You, an oath breaker, a murderer! You have no honor!" When the distance between the two sides was still more than 50 meters, Ian had already heard Carmel's angry roar.

  Ian fixed his gaze and met his malicious look.

  At that moment, Ian even felt the murderous intent in the air condense into substance, which made him feel a little scared, and the hand holding the sword hilt trembled slightly.

  There was no more talking, only action. Carmel raised the front end of the spear and began to speed up, rushing towards Ian at the head of the charge.

  The smooth and wide King's Road was very conducive to the running of war horses. Soon, the war horse under his saddle changed from trotting to a full gallop.

  At the same time that Carmel's horse accelerated his sprint, the black armored knight Rohr, who had never spoken a word, also rode out to face him. After giving Ian a reassuring look, Keith also launched a charge.

  In just a blink of an eye, the two sides had already collided.

  Carmel's spear pointed directly at Keith's neck, the gap between the helmet and the breastplate. Keith dodged to the side, thinking that he could easily avoid this clumsy spear.

  Unexpectedly, Carmel's lance skills were superb. He predicted the direction of Rohr's dodge in advance, so even though Keith evaded by a large margin, Carmel's spear still hit Keith's thick left shoulder armor.

  Fortunately, Carmel's spear point not only failed to penetrate Keith's thick shoulder armor, but because the spear in his hand was not a lance with a reinforced shaft but an ordinary spear, the fragile shaft broke suddenly under the influence of speed and angle.

  The powerful impact forced Keith to hold onto the reins tightly, and then he stabilized his body with the help of the stirrups. However, this action also caused him to miss the opportunity to counterattack Carmel's , and he could only let the two horses pass by each other.

  Carmel's was also shocked by the reaction force at the moment of impact. As the spear shaft broke, he immediately discarded the useless spear and tried to draw his sword while struggling to maintain his balance. But before he had a chance, he met Rohr, who was following Keith.

  Seeing his opponent rushing towards him without hesitation, Carmel had to take the initiative to turn around to avoid the collision between the two horses. However, during the sharp turn, the horse under his saddle lost its balance and fell to the left.

  Rohr deftly adjusted his horse's reins and easily dodged Carmel, who was charging towards him. He swung his sword sideways, extending the long reach of the blade, and cut off half of Carmel's left palm.

  Carmel completely lost control of his mount at this moment. The already unbalanced horse under his saddle ran forward for seven or eight steps and then crashed to the ground, horse and rider. Upon impact, Carmel's left leg was broken.

  Then a low scream echoed on the King's Road.

  After rushing ahead a few meters, Rohr did not stop his horse but made another sharp turn, heading in Keith's direction.

  At this moment, Keith did not seem to need his support that much. Rohr relaxed his hold on the reins and slowed down his horse. He couldn't help but cover his face and smile bitterly. It turned out that while he was dealing with Carmel's , who had a broken spear, Keith had already defeated two opponents, facing a one on three situation.

Two corpses lay on the King's Road, one of them cut into two pieces.

  The last remaining cavalryman under Carmel was intimidated by Keith's fierce offense. With all his companions dead, he simply could not muster the courage to fight the black, tower like knight.

  The cavalryman seized the opportunity to flee north, taking advantage of the moment when Keith was preoccupied with another opponent.

  "Catch him!" Ian yelled, and then he rode straight after him.

  Of course, he couldn't just let the cavalryman escape. Any survivor today was a potential threat.

  Ian spurred his white horse to full speed. Due to the advantages of a good horse and the absence of armor, he immediately caught up with the fleeing mercenary cavalry.

  Ian held the unsheathed heraldic sword in his hand. However, as the opponent drew closer, he suddenly remembered a critical question.

  How am I going to defeat him? Unfortunately, he didn't have time to analyze all the issues as he usually did in a step by step manner. His horse overtook the fleeing cavalry's horse in the next second. Ian relied on his instinct and the experience gained through the memory of the mercenary knight profession to make a slashing motion with his sword.

  The fleeing cavalryman skillfully raised his hand to deflect Ian's attack with a sword. Ian felt his hand shake, and he struggled to maintain his balance on the horse.

  The fleeing cavalryman seemed to realize that his pursuer was not fully prepared. He turned around and swung his sword at Ian. Ian hastily blocked the attack, but his sword was unexpectedly knocked out of his hand.