The knights who were galloping looked at the figure on the hillside, and their pupils suddenly shrank.
A young boy with no fighting spirit can run as fast as a galloping horse in the jungle. How terrifying is his body's energy, blood and skeletal muscles condensed to?
These men whose profession is fighting are all discerning people. They know that, let alone those who work hard every day, there is no such person among the retinues and cavalry. It is Hugo and the seven royal men under his command.
The knight would not want to fly like this in the jungle without using the fighting spirit ring.
Susan, where did you find such a monster?
"I've lost my sight!" Hugo, who had a loud voice, laughed loudly, tapped his spurs lightly and sat down on [Xiongshan], speeding up to catch up with the princess. Behind him, the knights also caught up, guarding the princess in the center.
The group of people rode their horses for a while, running uphill through the forest, to a relatively flat place on the ridge, and then stopped at the signal of the big-headed boy.
At this time, the sounds of chasing prey around were getting louder and louder.
The servants and cavalry got off their horses one after another, took off their bows and arrows, or drew out their swords on their horses, and quickly spread out with the princess as the center, forming a well-organized defensive formation.
Hugo and the other eight knights who were still riding on their horses began to arouse their fighting spirit.
Roy looked sideways and saw rays of light of different colors emanating from the bodies of the knights of varying strengths, condensing into a circular band of light outside the body.
The light belt first rotated slowly, and then quickly enlarged, shrouding the war horses together.
The war horse shrouded in a halo neighed loudly, and the bones, muscles and blood vessels under the fur continued to squirm and swell as if possessed by a devil.
The halo fell to the ground and spun faster and faster. The surrounding air roared into the halo on the ground, and for a while, there was a loud sound of wind.
This situation only lasted for a short time. After a while, as the rotation speed of the halo slowed down, the war horse calmed down and the howling wind also disappeared.
Looking at the knights at this time, the feeling is already different from before.
If the previous knights could only be called riders on horses, then now, they have been completely integrated with their horses. This fusion is not a true physical fusion, but a temperamental fusion.
It was as if their bodies were already connected with the horses under them, and they became one!
At the same time, the shapes of the knights and war horses have also changed. Judging from Roy's eyes, the physiques of these knights and war horses have become stronger by at least one-fifth.
The originally tall war horse now looked like a ferocious monster. The originally medium-sized knight also became tall, strong and muscular!
What is surprising is that the expansion of the knights and war horses has not reduced the strength of the body. On the contrary, if the previous knights and war horses were just flesh and blood, then they now feel like they are made of steel.
Generally speaking, let alone charging on horseback, just standing still will make people feel a terrifying impact.
Human wisdom, martial arts and the speed, physique and impact of the mount, combined through fighting spirit, are the key to the human knight being able to redeem the continent and become the king of a hundred battles! Such a knight is difficult to deal with, not to mention,
Opponents in the war face an overwhelming horde of knights!
Although Roy had watched the scenes of knights releasing their fighting spirit countless times since he was a child. But every time, he couldn't help but be fascinated by it.
Even a fool can see the envy in his eyes!
"Little brother," Hugo rode up to Roy's side. Hugo leaned down, resting his elbows on the saddle, and asked curiously, "You have worked your body so well, why don't you practice fighting spirit?"
This question made everyone present a little curious. Not only the knights, but also Princess Aleshia, Susan and Lady Ellen, all focused on the big-headed boy.
Roy stared at the battle ring at the foot of the war horse, shook his head, and said depressedly: "I can't practice fighting spirit."
"Don't you have the talent to cultivate fighting spirit?" Hugo asked in surprise.
"Yeah!" Roy rolled his eyes secretly. This knight is so stupid. Is it comfortable to expose people's scars?
Hearing this answer, everyone felt sorry for the boy in front of them.
You know, although there are very few people who can become knights, most ordinary boys can practice basic fighting spirit. As long as they can practice to the second and third levels of zero level, it will be of great help to the body. If they are talented, they can
If you break through the zero-eight levels, which are difficult for ordinary people to break through, you will be noticed immediately, given a very generous treatment, and trained as a future knight.
Just like the Andrew who the knights heard about being beaten by Susan when they arrived at Baron Brian's castle.
Although that guy was arrogant and domineering towards the servants and servants; he knelt down when he saw those who were higher than him, and followed his uncle everywhere, nodding and bowing, and he did not look like a well-educated gentleman. But everyone could see that his fighting spirit had reached the third level.
On the ninth floor, his status in the castle is obviously much higher than that of other children.
Therefore, for any boy in this world, not having the talent to cultivate fighting spirit is indeed a cruel blow.
Unable to continue this uncomfortable topic for the boy, Hugo patted his shoulder and straightened up: "Okay, Mr. Surprising Guide, tell me where we should go?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Roy quickly checked the surrounding dirt, lying on the ground and listening carefully from time to time. The fat dog also ran around with its short legs, sniffing here and there.
Sniffing, whining sounds come from the mouth from time to time.
After a while, Roy found some traces.
"This way!" Roy turned around and ran quickly towards a gentle slope on the edge of the ridge. Everyone followed him.
The distant voices of men driving away wild animals are getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, a roar of tigers was heard. Immediately, from the nearby hilltop, a burst of barking dogs and bursts of cheers broke out. Obviously, George's team had opened the scoring.
Hearing the sound, Hugo couldn't help but feel worried.
In hunting gambling competitions, each type of prey has different points. But one thing is certain, the more the prey, the larger the size, the higher the chance of winning the game.
When hunting, hounds and familiars are sometimes even more useful than humans. There is only one fat dog brought by the boy here. The group of Munn in the adjacent hunting area has six hounds and a third-level [
Sword Tiger]. Especially George’s magic pet [Sword Tiger], in this mountain forest, he is simply the king of the jungle.
Thinking in his heart, Hugo got off his horse and kept walking. He was about to catch up with the boy in front of him to discuss it. He saw the boy running quickly down the hillside. He suddenly stopped suddenly on the hillside, raised his bow and nocked an arrow, and drew his string.
……let go!
From sprinting downhill with great inertia to suddenly standing still, the boy's footsteps did not slow down excessively, and his body as straight as a javelin did not sway at all. It gave everyone the feeling of a galloping cheetah that suddenly rushed forward.
Entering the stagnant time and space, it instantly turned into a fossil that maintained a running posture!
Whoosh! An arrow with a pure white tail feather shot out of the air, passed through the gap between the big trees at a speed that was difficult for the human eye to track, and shot into the dense grass at the foot of the mountain.
What? Before anyone could figure out what the boy's arrow meant, they saw a stag in the grass jump up suddenly, and then fell to the ground. The white tail feather arrow was inserted into the stag's neck!
At the same time as the stag fell in response, the knights riding downhill had already heard Roy's voice.
"It's a herd of deer! Two people on the left, two on the right, outflank them!"
"Scared!" The knights who were walking slowly down the slope just now heard the instruction and without any hesitation, the four knights quickly separated and urged their horses to gallop down the hillside from both wings.
In front of them, at least seven or eight elk were running around in panic!
Seeing everything in front of them, everyone was in great spirits. They caught a herd of deer as soon as they arrived. This kind of achievement was extremely rare even in the royal hunting grounds where there were many prey.
"Well done!" Hugo laughed loudly, and he rushed down the hillside from the [Majestic Mountain]. Behind him, the servants and cavalry also shouted loudly, urging their horses to go down the slope.
The saying that it is easier to go up a mountain than it is to go down does not hold true for the knights who have inspired their fighting spirit. They are connected by blood and spirit with their mounts, and they can feel every flip of the horse's hooves and every landing. In battle, they like it most
The purpose is to use the inertia of the downhill to increase the horse's speed to the extreme in an instant.
The four hooves of the majestic mountain are like flying, turning up large chunks of soil and turf.
The surrounding trees, grass, and dense branches and leaves flashed past Hugo's eyes. As he rushed down the mountain, his peripheral vision kept looking at the thin figure looming in the dense forest.
After killing a stag with one arrow, the boy kept running down the steep hillside without stopping, while he kept firing his bow.
White-feathered arrows shot through the woods, through the sunshine, through the grass, and accurately nailed the vital points of each prey.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
As slight but sharp sounds resounded one after another in the silent jungle, in the blink of an eye, the deer herd forced into the middle by the knights on both wings were shot over by the boy one after another!
When the war horse Xiongshan rushed in front of the last running stag, Hugo had already raised the spear in his hand.
There was a soft sound of "grab".
A long arrow flew low from the gap in the bushes like a ghost, piercing the neck of the stag. Hugo could only watch the prey he had already obtained, in front of the rapidly stabbing spear.
Fall down.
I have uncovered my scars, Mr. Big Head, and I still want to have fun and catch rabbits with Oliver! Roy ran forward quickly with a wicked smile on his face.
Hugo raised his head blankly and looked around...
Gone? Gone! In the field of vision, except for the elk with white tail feather arrows stuck in their necks, lying in the grass, on the hillside and by the stream, there was only Ellexi who was riding his horse one after another.
The surprised looks of Ya and others, as well as the dumbfounded and dumbfounded faces of the knight’s retinues.