Chapter 42: Do you want power? I'll give it to you!
Just for a moment, the Bernardo cavalry immediately reacted, and then everyone suddenly rode their horses around as if they had agreed. This action caused the other feather arrows that followed him to lose their target...
By general standards, Bardo is also a very strong guy among his peers. His years of military career have tempered his nerves like an extremely hard piece of steel. Compared with other young people, the young Ranger is less impetuous and ignorant, more mature and steady. When facing enemy cavalry several times his own, he is still calm and calm. While using communicators to urgently contact other partners, he uses his existing weapons to harass the enemy.[]
But no matter how powerful it is, it is just based on general standards.
After a brief shock, when the calm Bernardo's cavalry found that there was only one enemy, they immediately turned their horses and surrounded them from all directions. These Bernardo cavalry were also veterans in Bernardo's army. Of course, they would not be shocked by the only one knight. On the contrary, they were even more angry at the enemy who suddenly joined the trouble and killed one of their own partners!
Bardo pulled the short bow of the knight in his hand repeatedly, and the feather arrows shot towards the gradually approaching enemy like black lightning. However, facing the experienced Bernardo soldiers, such an attack obviously did not make them afraid. They charged and twisted their bodies back and forth on the horse's back, which made it difficult for Bardo to accurately aim. When he changed his target and shot at the army horses under the enemy's cross, the long sword in the enemy's hand could always lightly push the speeding arrows away - the power of the knight's short bow was not great, which was not a threat to the veteran cavalry who had been through many battles!
"drink!"
Facing the closer enemy, Bardolian decisively abandoned the cavalry short bow, pulled out the shield hanging behind his back with his left hand, and lifted the spear hanging on the saddle with his right hand. It was not a conical heavy cavalry, or to be precise, it was also different from ordinary spears. The flat blade part seemed particularly long, and the handle of the gun was much shorter than that of ordinary spears. The length ratio of the blade and the handle of the gun had a delicate sense of balance, which could be held with both hands or waved with one hand. Rather than a spear, it was a sword whose hilt was deliberately lengthened. If an expert who was proficient in ancient weapons, he should know that it was not a simple spear, but a weapon called "王". (王: pronounced as 'm', ancient and "王")
Let's call it a spear. This is a special weapon passed down by the Selein family. Now basically no one can use this spear. To use this weapon, in addition to having extraordinary arm strength, it also requires various dexterous and precise techniques. Even in the Selein family, not many people can fully exert the strength of this weapon. The last member of the Selein family who can fully master this weapon and become famous on the battlefield is also the grandfather of Bardolian. Bardolian himself has only learned the three or four things of his grandfather. But even so, at this age, Bardolian is already an outstanding leader in the Selein family.
The newborn's right arm seemed to have a little more strength than before. The spear that originally felt a little heavy was now relaxed a little. The feeling that a few people appeared when waving this spear in the past was almost impossible to feel. This is why Bardolian finally decided to use this weapon again.
The galloping horses approached quickly, and both sides made the best preparation posture. The battle between cavalry and cavalry would not be as entangled as infantry. Whether life or death was decided in the moment when the horse passed by...
"kill!"
In a blink of an eye, a Bernardo cavalry on his head had already rushed to the front. The thick man swung his arm and swung the chain hammer in his hand into a big circle from bottom to top. He had already discovered that the weapon used by the other party was extraordinary. The reason for this was to be able to use the weight of the weapon in his hand to smash the opponent's spear open!
He succeeded! The kinetic energy generated by the heavy chain hammer during the rapid movement could not even resist the thick steel plate. The head of the long spear of Bardolian was smashed upwards as soon as it contacted!
The Bernardo cavalry continued to swing his arms with a grim smile, and the chain hammer quickly turned and circled above his head, then swung horizontally towards the head of Bardolian...
"Huh~~"
But this time he did not hit the target. The chain hammer and his arm flew far ahead under the action of centrifugal force...
The Bardo Company's spear did not lose its hand. The moment he was hit, he relaxed the strength of his wrist, twisted his wrist with the impact of the chain hammer and turned around quickly. The sharp gun blade drew a shiny circle in the air. It strangely and smoothly picked the enemy's shoulder from bottom to top from an almost impossible angle!
“…ah~~~~”
The second horse was just a moment of stirrup, and all this happened at this moment. After both sides ran away from each other for a long distance, the Bernardo cavalry reacted and wailed and rolled down. If it was slow motion, you could even see the remaining arm of the arm bone slowly bounced into several pieces, and then the head had an intimate contact with the hard rocky ground. The forehead wrapped in iron helmet was more than two inches together with the iron helmet...
Falling from a war horse in charge is like falling from a speeding car to the ground. What's even more unlucky about this unlucky Bernardo cavalry is that one of his feet is still stuck in the stirrups...
The first battle was the first to take the lead. Bardolian became more motivated. At this time, the remaining Bernardo cavalry had already rushed to the front. When two war horses rushed up from the left and right sides, the knights on the horses waved their maces and swords at the same time, but the long sword on the left attacked his left rib, and the maces hit his head as always. It can be seen that they are very skilled in this clamping tactic and have definitely undergone rigorous training.
"Clang!"
But in the face of such an attack, Bardolian was not panicked. He tilted his left arm slightly downward and drove the sword on his left toward the rear, while the spear in his right hand slowly raised upwards...
"call!"
With the lessons of the car, the Bernardo cavalry on the right naturally did not dare to use his flesh and blood to test whether the long spear of Bardo Company was sharp enough. Although he could not flexibly avoid such an attack due to his huge inertia, he immediately let go of his right hand holding the hammer and suddenly retracted it, thrillingly avoiding the fate of becoming the nth "one-armed man" in history. The uncontrolled machete flew over the head of the Bernardo cavalry who used the sword opposite, which was shocked to him!
"Puff~~"
A poisonous black feathered arrow shot into the left eye of the horse under Bardolian's straddle and went straight into the brain!
"Herod's law~~"
After a tragic cry, the horse galloped forward suddenly thrust forward, rolling and falling to the ground, and was about to die...
Bardo even jumped up the moment before the horse fell, but even so, he still rolled on the ground for a long distance. Fortunately, the spear in his hand also flew out. Otherwise, under such circumstances, it would be hard to say that the sharp spear tip would not make him feel cool.
The young Ranger wanted to jump up and continue fighting, but the huge impact made him dizzy, and the violent rolling made his whole body feel like it was falling apart. It was extremely difficult to even hold up...
“Hohuhuhuhuhuhu~~”
Inhaling his breath in big mouthfuls, Bardo even looked up at the increasingly low sky. At this moment, the power on his body could not even support him to sit up. He could only try his best to gather his strength again in order to stand up before the enemy launches the next fatal attack...
"Dog bastard! Go and die!"
Angry shout came from the front of his head, followed by a sharp yin wind. Bardolian tried hard to put the avatar on one side. The next moment, a spear stuck to his cheek and pierced the ground!
"Dare you still dare to hide?"
The Bernardo cavalry shouted angrily from a high point, then pulled out the spear inserted into the ground and pointed it at the right arm of Bardo Company and stabbed it hard!
"Well!"
The young Ranger groaned, but just a little slower, and his right arm was pierced and nailed to the ground by a sharp spear.
"You're hiding again? A bastard! I'll take your surname if I don't peel off a layer of skin!"
The continuous setbacks and the death of two companions in battle made the remaining Bernardo cavalry even more angry, but at this moment they were no longer in a hurry to kill this stubborn enemy. Only by letting the enemy suffer from endless pain can they calm their anger slightly.
“…I’m going to die?”
Faced with the enemy's angry shout, Bardolian calmed down. He didn't know why, but at this moment, there was a tranquility that had never been seen in his heart.
“I swear to treat the weak well!
I swear to fight rape bravely!
I swear to fight against all mistakes!
I swear to fight for the unarmed!
I swear to help anyone who asks me for help!
I swear not to hurt anyone!
I swear to help my brother Knight!
I swear to treat my friends sincerely!
I swear to be unswerving to my love until death…”
"Baldoren...I'm waiting for you to come back..."
Everything in the past suddenly passed through my mind like a lantern, but in these scenes, the most distinctive thing was not my parents or my mentor, but the night I left my hometown, the red eyes of the rabbit girl and the oath that reached the depths of the spiritual hun on the day she became a knight...
Damn it~ If I have more strength...
His vision gradually blurred, and Bardolian could even hear the footsteps of the god of death.
… Want strength?
But at this moment, a low voice that had never heard before suddenly came back in my mind.
……strength?
Although he was wondering how this sound appeared, Bardoren answered subconsciously.
… Want…power?
……want to!
Strength! We need strength now! We need strength now! We need strength now that we can stick to our beliefs, fulfill our vows, and protect the smiling faces of our loved ones! Or should we say - desire strength!
...If you want strength...then I will give it to you!
The low voice fell silent again, as if it had never appeared before, but the next moment, Bardo's scarred right arm suddenly emitted a hot and dazzling white light...
…………………………………………………………………………………………………ro!.
Chapter completed!