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Thirty-two, all in one net! (Part 2)

In many cases, plans often fail to keep up with changes.

For example, the situation facing Wende is very trending towards that aspect.

At the beginning, the plan was going well. The ambush on the other side had just emerged, and Wende's retreat and transfer had begun to be done in an orderly manner. And as expected, the goods he left behind - most of the food, and most of the truly valuable things were taken into the spiritual world by Wende, which greatly delayed the speed of the pursuit of the pursuers.

The ambush here is a united group of three tribes. It seems that there are a lot of goods. No matter which tribe is handed over to safeguard it, it is probably difficult to rest for the other two tribes to rest.

Therefore, just as the chased ambush guards and quarreled with the goods, Wende and his team had already taken the opportunity to run a long distance. At this speed, before the pursuers chased them again, Wende and his team should have been able to run smoothly to the predetermined defending place.

Although this place is the territory of the three tribes as ambushers, Wende, who is a native of this city, is not unfamiliar with the surrounding area, so it is not difficult to find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack in advance.

However…it’s a pity…

When Wende and his team retreated not long, and at least half the distance was still at a distance, suddenly a team of people rushed out from a back alley. Wende was even more surprised. What was worse was, "Hey, why do they still have cavalry?"

The people came about forty or fifty, holding a scimitar or a short bow, and riding a horse far smaller than the Iron Knight or the Spike Knight and their war horses. They shouted and approached Wende and the others at high speed.

Although Wende's envoys were all cavalrymen, the wild boars, hustle, bear monsters and owl beasts present were not good at speed. It was undoubtedly a matter of time to get these riders to catch up. If they were stuck together and wanted to escape, they would probably have to take off even if they died!

Wende knew it was amazing, and he couldn't think too much about how there were cavalry here. What kind of hell are these cavalry? He just twisted the handlebars of orange soda and shouted: "Let's lean on us too!"

The two spear knights left by Joan of Arc firmly guarded Wind's left and right, and then the magic knights Reading, the twelve iron knights (the iron knight's nest is currently at level 2, with four more people at each level), and the more than twenty centaurs sent by the centaur Khan Shaka after being persuaded by the bear monster Uruson.

As for the hunters, they were not included. Wend sent them out long before entering the area that might be ambushed as a necessary step of secret chess.

But even so, Wende and the others were not too far from the pursuers. With their way forward, they were shocked, and the riders did not have the right opportunity, so they did not dare to approach too much.

They just took the short bow in their hands from a distance, and the arrows flying in their hands felt like rain. But riding a bow was softer than a step bow, and the short bows in the hands of those riders were even less powerful. Apart more than fifty meters, the battle results they could achieve were limited. Occasionally, the demons who were left behind due to injuries were sent back by the centaurs, which were more convenient for Wende to move.

Although the damage caused by those knights was not great, it did indeed bring some riots. Wende keenly captured this point. He was not just beaten but not fight back. He took off the pulley bow from the body of the Orange Soda Car, and drank the Iron Knight's guard beside him and revealed a gap. At the same time, an arrow flew out like a meteor.

The bowstring in his hand was still sounding lightly, and a rider had already fallen down from the horse's back, covering his bleeding chest.

Wende's compound bow is much stronger than the short bow, and those riders don't have much protection except for the simple leather armor. In addition, Wende's bow technique has made great progress during the adventure of the inner world, and the arrows made by the goblin fangs are even more sharp and can penetrate the rocks...

For a moment, a hunter must have fallen off his horse from where Wender started!

In just half a minute, there were five riders who died at Wind's hands.

Although he had received the order from Chief Aslan before, he was unwilling to lose too many tribe members during the expulsion. However, seeing the current situation, Yamucha, who was leading the horse team to pursue, couldn't help but get angry.

"Bastard...is just a summoner! He dares to do this!"

He said gritting his teeth, as if there was anger burning in his eyes as if he was staring at Wende. He directed his men to make a concentrated volley at Wende, but the soft arrows were not shot on the Iron Knight's armor, and the shield made a tinkling sound, which was knocked down by the spear knight waving his spear.

Wind, who was surrounded by the knight in the center, didn't even blink his eyelids even after he could dodge.

His attitude greatly stimulated Yamucha, and even the chief's advice was almost forgotten.

As he struggled and hesitated, Yamucha suddenly realized: Chief's order that I don't act recklessly, because I am afraid that we will lose too many tribe members and be bullied by the snake man and the cave man, and in the future, I will not be valued if I try to serve that master in the future. Now the summoner is almost left to cut off the rear. If I can capture him in one fell swoop, even if I lose some manpower, I think that such a great contribution will be valued by the master, right?!

The more Yamucha thought about it, the more he felt that things should have developed like this. He had a certain idea and shouted loudly in the clan's code. When the riders around him heard it, they immediately put down their short bows and replaced them with scimitars and round shields. Then, who had no idea who started, so the riders rushed towards Wende's place together!

This situation was a bit unexpected to Wende, but he was not surprised but happy. Whether it was strength or equipment, the Iron Knight and the Ghost Knight were far better than the riders on the opposite side. If those guys just shot with a short bow, although the trouble was not big, it was quite annoying to be honest. But now those riders are actually seeking a distance, which is seeking death!

"Since you dare to come here, don't think about leaving!"

Wend continued to pull the bowstring while giving such an order. The Iron Knight did a little distance while running. The dozens of centaurs who were still next to Wend all pulled out short spears from their backs, ran sideways to a few steps, and threw them fiercely towards the rushing riders!

More than a dozen riders fell off their horses, and more knights rushed over like the wind under the leadership of Amucha.

They collided heavily with Wende and the knights, and fierce battles on the horses followed. The shouts of shouts came one after another, and the sound of metal collisions continued. The rider's horses were light, and the scimitar in his hands was the most beneficial weapon on the horse's back. Therefore, although the centaurs were more flexible, their equipment was not very good. Most of them were just wearing leather armor, and the number of people was not as many as the rider, so they gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Another centaur was blocking a rider with a spear and slashing, while another rider cut his throat from another direction, and fell down unwillingly with blood.

"Go and help them!" Seeing this, Wende issued a new order to the Iron Knight. His subordinates were a little more than that, but they could not refuse the orders of the summoner. They had to give up their protection of Wende and drove their horses to join the battle group.

In terms of movement alone, the Iron Knight is much clumsy than the rider or the centaur. However, wearing full armor, holding tower shields, and even war horses wrapped in thick horse armor, they look like heavy tanks running. The thin scimitars in the riders' hands cannot cause effective damage to the Iron Knight, so they were defeated by the Iron Knight with simple and rough attacks.

The scimitar streaked over the armor, leaving a shallow white mark in the harsh noise. The rider wanted to slash again, and was forced back by the iron knight with his long sword. Another rider on the other side drove the horse forward, trying to use the same trick against the centaur to attack the iron knight again. However, he never thought that the scimitar he swung was steadily blocked by the tower shield. Then, the huge shield became bigger and bigger in the eyes of the knight...

The heavy war horse riding by the Iron Knight was nearly half a meter higher than the riders' Mongolian horses. He used a shield strike from a high point and then smashed the rider who was trying to sneak attack, along with the men and horses, to the ground!

This scene was always performed by the Iron Knights. The riders could not stop the Iron Knight's attack at all, so they were gradually driven out of the centaur. The centaurs who were freed up had the advantage of a longer attack distance under the cover of the Iron Knight. Gradually, the number of riders fell from the horse became more and more.

The riders' defeat was already obvious, and even if they continued, they could not hold on for too long. Wende ordered the Demons and Centaurs to continue their efforts and completely keep these riders. But suddenly, he saw dozens of knights rushing towards him with the cover of other companions!

"Is the target really me?" Wende sneered and raised the great sword that had taken out of the spiritual world as early as the beginning of the chaos. He watched the riders fall one after another, but the rest of the people rushed towards him without decreasing speed, and their eyes gradually became colder.

There were iron knights and centaurs who helped snipe, and finally there were only ten riders who rushed to Wende. They wanted to double-team Wende. While Wende was radiating with light, the spear knight also drove forward to block his body.

At this time, Reading, who had never done anything, suddenly said, "Summoner, please leave the five guys on your left to me!" But he volunteered to share the pressure for Wende.

At this time, the riders were already very close, and Wender had no time to think about it, so he just nodded slightly, "Then I'll trouble you!" He ordered the Spear Knight to concentrate on dealing with the rider approaching on the right.

The Frank heavy-mounted Gun Knights are worthy of being the middle-level demon. They fought against five, but after the cold light at the tip of the gun burst one after another, they stabbed the four riders who were approaching one after another. The only thing that dragged the last guy, at the moment when the gun flashed, used the juggling technique of hiding in the kick with a slight difference, and passed by the Gun Knight incredibly.

This demon is Yamucha, the commander of the rider of this horse team!

Now, there is no obstacle between him and Wende.

Yamucha turned over and returned to the horse's back, and stepped on the stirrup and the saddle. He did not hold the reins in his hand, but he squatted steadily on the horse's back. As the distance between the horse and the orange soda continued to shorten, he showed off two scimitars and made an attempt to slap.
Chapter completed!
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