Chapter 16: Son of Apollo (5)
Ipolita drew out a flying knife and deliberately played up and down in front of Dabisha's eyes. Dabisha already knew that he would die if he was hit by the flying knife. He hurriedly turned over and rolled and crawled towards the distance.
Epolita did not take action immediately. She admired the general's dog-like movement on the horse's back. When Dabisha finally stood up, she smiled grimly and threw the flying knife towards Dabisha.
Suddenly, an eagle cries came from the sky. An arrow hit quickly, and with a "double" sound, he shot down Ipolita's flying knife in the air. Ipolita was shocked and turned around and looked in the direction where the arrow flew. But wherever he could see the plains and hills, where was there a half-person figure?
"The shooter is outside the three arrows? Is this strength and accuracy...the protection of Artemis?"
The wind blows away the clouds, revealing a bright full moon.
Ipolita no longer chased Dabisha. Her fingertips were clamping three flying knives that were about to come out, staring at the direction where the arrow was shot, like a vicious wolf in battle.
The second arrow arrived as scheduled. The dark arrows surrounding Ipolita flew out one after another to hit it, but did not shake it at all. The powerful momentum it did not have in the past was close to Ipolita's heart, and a layer of mud and sand covering the surface was lifted along the way.
Ipolita had to throw a flying knife. The first flying knife was bounced away. The second flying knife hit it. The third flying knife flew back in the direction where the arrow was shot - but it was like a rock sinking into the sea. The enemy was taking a bow and shooting arrows in a place where Ipolita's flying knife could not reach!
Ipolita took a deep breath. She noticed that the enemy was just around the corner, and at the current distance, she was at an extreme disadvantage. She finally completely dropped Dabisha and rode her horse toward the direction of the arrow!
The third arrow flew over, more rapidly than the first two arrows. Ipolita tried his best to block it, but the terrible force on the arrow pushed it down from the horse!
Ipolita rolled around the ground uglyly, his face and arms were rubbed by the sand and gravel on the ground, and a layer of bright red blood emerged.
A man's voice came from a distance: "Lulik, look at the place you chose! There are at least tens of thousands of people fighting, where can we rob?"
Then another rough male voice said, "Hezekiah, don't talk here. After staying for a long time, you are bored. Isn't this the first one you proposed?"
"What's wrong with what I asked? Qiqiu and the island were fighting for a long time but they didn't finish it. The King of Sweden didn't know where to go. He wanted to come out to fight for the muscles and bones. Isn't it normal for subsidies to subsidize military services? Didn't you just say you were going to come and we ran towards the island republic?"
Following these two sounds was the footsteps of thousands of people. An army was marching in this direction!
"Lurik, don't yell so loudly. The little princess with tender skin just shot a few arrows here, maybe she shot a tiger or something. If you can't grab anything, it's good to hit a tiger back, don't scare it away..."
"Bah, if the little princess can't kill a tiger with three arrows, she will wait to return to Novgorod and get married to me!"
Taking advantage of the quarrel between the two voices, Ipolita lowered his body and slipped away quietly under the cover of the night.
The soldiers of the Almani Federation returned to the camp outside the city to count the results. Due to the timely instructions of Dabisha's retreat and the flexibly arranged multiple troops behind the temple, the soldiers of the Almani Federation won not many. However, there were also some warriors who achieved good results. Robert, the lord of the Duchy of Burgundy, had a burly figure like a grizzly bear, and was a fierce general who led the way. He showed off his twelve left ears cut from the enemy's corpses that he had cut down by him, which attracted the marvel of the lords.
Ipolita walked back empty-handed.
She met Patisipacio, who was personally leading soldiers to send rewards to the Almani Federation. Seeing the scars on Ipolita's body, Patisipacio said "tsk" unhappily and asked, "Ipolita, where are the horses you snatched?"
Seeing Ipolita silent, Patisipacio's face turned darker: "Where is the head of the enemy's chief general?"
Seeing that Ipolita was still silent, Patisipacio was furious and grabbed the coachman's whip and slapped at Ipolita hard. He heard him whip and scolded, "You waste! Do you know how much a war horse costs? How much you broke this month, how do you compensate? How do you plan to compensate?"
For that moment, a cloud of anger rolled in Ipolita's eyes. But she did not take action. Under Patisipacio's constant whipping, she subconsciously protected her head with her hands. When she put her hands down, the expression hanging on her face had turned into a flattering smile - an extremely flattering smile that no slave could match.
Amid the sound of the horse whip, she crawled like a dog and a pig to Pattisipacio's feet and licked his thighs.
Patisipacio finally got angry and kicked Ipolita away and walked towards the camp of the Almani Federation. Ipolita stood up, completely ignored the contemptuous gaze of others, and followed Patisipacio without changing his face.
Seeing Pattisipacchio arrive in person, the Duke of Bavaria in the Almani Federation stood up first and said with a smile: "Pattisipacchio, I heard that the capital of the Republic of the Islands was besieged, and we princes were all indignant and rushed to send troops to rescue him. However, if all the princes came, they would inevitably be defeated by the Qiqiu Empire. So everyone waited for a few days in my territory first. Once the people arrived, they rushed to the scene without stopping - it was not too late, right, the Grand Governor?"
"Of course, it's not too late, not too late." Patisipichiopici replied with a smile, "I have prepared a gift for the soldiers. As for the next plan, I would like to ask the lords to move to the Governor's Office for details."
Ipolita distributed the wine of Pattisipacchio to the soldiers of the Almani Federation. When handing over a bottle of wine prepared by Pattisipacchio for the King of Bohemia, the King of Bohemia noticed the whip marks on her hand. He took the wine, poured out some in a silver cup, and handed it to Ipolita himself.
"I just saw your movements on the battlefield, which are much stronger than my guards. If I want to come to my territory, I can enthrone you as a knight."
Ipolita smiled slightly.
"King of Bohemia, I know that you inherited your father's territory at the age of twenty-three, and you are fifty-six years old this year. During these thirty-three years, Bohemia and the Seven Hills Empire have clashed 16 times in total. But as the king of Bohemia, have you ever made a plan that could destroy the Seven Hills Empire?"
Chapter completed!