Three days later, on the road north of Hemu Town that could lead to Yuanxueman City, only a few miles away from Hemu Town, two embarrassed figures were staggering forward and running desperately, and even constantly sprinkling the burdens and some valuables on them, ancient Nord gold coins, utensils, gems, etc. everywhere.

Although those things are always valuable, in order to run faster and for their own lives, the two of them can no longer care about so much at this time...

‘!!’

‘Hurry! Run! Zhagen Castle! Don’t be surrounded by them!’

‘Hurry!’

‘Huh! Huh!’

‘…’

'call!'

‘I! I want to run quickly, but I’m wearing plate armor, you’re wearing leather armor, can I run as fast as you do?’

‘Also, Larov, can’t you wait for me first?’

A man who was left behind for dozens of meters shouted in grief and anger at a general in front of him with a fast archer and storm cape.

‘Then what do you want me to do?’

‘I hope to run slowly with you, wait for the people of the Empire to be caught by them, and then drag them to Hemu Town to chop off their heads in front of my sister?!’

A general who had not slowed down at all, turned around and panted heavily at someone who was "huffing" while running. He might fall to the ground in the next second and then couldn't escape. He joked loudly.

‘Zagen Castle!’

'You are a dragon descendant, you are the one who is destined to save the world. The wheel of fate turns to you. Maybe you should stop and use a dragon roar to prove your identity?'

‘I don’t think the cavalry of those empires might let you go?’

As he spoke, Larov, who felt that it was not a good idea to continue running north along the main road, turned around suddenly, got into the woods, and began to run towards the Rivenwood Mountains in the northwest.

‘Dragonborn?’

‘Damn it! Let’s forget it!’

'You also saw that Oduin's head had been stuck on the wall of Xueman City for almost a month. The guys from the Imperial Army would definitely not let my head go just because I was a dragon descendant!'

'Hello!'

‘Wait, wait for me!’

‘Larov! Please, we are a life-long friendship. As friends, you can’t help me carry a weapon?!’

Seeing the other party turn, he knew that he would definitely not be able to run along the road, and the Zhagen Fortress, who didn't think about it, followed him and plunged directly into the forest, intending to follow him to climb the mountain, although that would make him, a heavy armored dragon, consume more energy?

But now he can't control so much, especially when he doesn't want to die!

In fact, if the guys from the Imperial Army had not chased him too quickly, he would have stopped and took off all the armor on his body.

'Feel sorry!'

‘There is a reason why generals need soldiers to carry weapons there?’

‘Zagen Castle! I advise you to throw away your weapons as soon as possible, so that you may be able to keep up with me…’

Huh! Huh!

Although he was wearing leather armor and a light set of lock-clogging chestplate, he was chased by the enemies of the empire for so long and after fighting wits and courage for so long, Larov was almost at his limit, so his breathing couldn't help but become quick.

Now he regrets it a little, really...

They should have seen the situation in Xueman City and returned to Fengduo City directly eastward. In that case, they would not have been discovered and hunted by the Imperial Army? But unfortunately, they didn't know what was going crazy at that time, so they actually returned to Hemu Town. Before they could say a few words to their sister, the empire's forward entered the town, and then, that's what they are doing now.

'No!'

'no way!'

‘Without heavy swords, how can I cut down those Imperial cavalry?!’

To be honest, fortunately, those Imperial Army that found out were all heavily armored cavalry and infantry. Otherwise, it would have been not so long before the two of them would have been caught up and surrounded or hacked to death, right?

Facing those guys who are like wolves and tigers who are likely to have reinforcements at any time, even Zhagen Castle, who is a dragon descendant and has learned to "not let go of power", has no chance of winning! In fact, no one wants to face a team of well-equipped soldiers and tacitly cooperate, especially when the other party is the legion soldiers under the old guy Tulius?

‘You’d better forget it!’

‘Even if there is a heavy sword, I advise you not to chop against the cavalry riding on our horses, because you will definitely die miserably!’

Larov, who has been through the battle formation for a long time, knows better than anyone else what the consequences will be for an infantryman to fight a running heavy cavalry, especially when there are more than one enemy? Of course, if it is the guy who can roar the dragon and may shout and roar the enemy and fall off the war horse, it would be a different matter?

But that was useless, because the number of enemies was enough to make them give up any idea of ​​turning back and fighting the enemy.

‘Maybe we should have listened to your sister at that time, hiding in the sawmill and not coming out?’

Zagenburg ran out with some regrets, and he also complained that Galdot was so ruthless that he didn't help them a few times.

‘Come on!’

‘We were sued, believe me, the chances of surviving are higher!’

No matter what, it was definitely impossible to hide in the situation at that time. In addition, the enemy's vanguard troops were in the town, so Larov did not blame his sister because he knew that even if his sister Galdot and the others jumped out to help, they would probably be killed by random knives or caught in Caishikou, Hemu Town to behead their heads together?

So, apart from continuing to run this, it is definitely not meaningful to think about those things.

‘!!’

‘Hmm?!’

Suddenly, Zhagen Castle saw that Larov, who had just run to the hill and was about to take a shortcut to hide in the mountains, suddenly stopped and stood on the hill without moving, just gasping for breath, as if waiting for him?

‘Hu!’ ‘Hu!’

'Very good!'

'call!'

‘Larov! I, I just thought you guy was really not waiting for me!’

‘Hu!’ ‘Hu!’ ‘Hu!’ ‘Hu!’

Seeing that the Larov above finally found his conscience and stopped at the top of the hill. Zhagen Castle, which had fallen for dozens of steps, was delighted. He tried his best to lift his last momentum, dragged his heavy steps, and chased him up on the hillside desperately.

Seriously, next time...

If there is another next time, he would never be stupid and wear plate armor in his fur coat while taking risks outside. That would be really tormenting... I don't think so, but along the way, even if there is a soft and sweat-absorbing lining inside, I'm afraid the skin on the inner side of his thighs will be a little worn, otherwise, he wouldn't feel the scorching pain right now.

After all, even though they are all a group of rough men, the skin on the inner thighs is still very tender.

'Feel sorry……'

‘Brother, to be honest, I don’t actually want to wait for you at all, really…’

He swallowed his saliva and looked at the Zhagen Castle that was climbing up the hill with a "huff" huh, Larov opened his mouth for a long time, and used his smile that was a bit ugly than crying to correct it with difficulty.

‘!!’

‘Okay! I can see that what you said is true. I am really happy to have a friend like you...’

As soon as he ran to the top of the mountain, before he could take a few breaths, the Zhagen Fort was lined up by the small path about a hundred meters ahead, and the imperial cavalry and infantry who were silently watching them were frightened. He knew without counting that there were at least dozens of people on the other side, and they were definitely not what they could deal with now!

unless……

The other party came up to fight them one by one. Maybe in that way, they still have a little chance of surviving?

clang!

‘Man!’

‘Do you want to surrender?’

Then, he turned his head to look at the way behind him where the movements and shouts were heard faintly. After thinking about it, he finally pulled out the ancient Nord sword that was said to be worth hundreds of Seputin, which was taken from the ancient tomb of the deserted waterfall and asked softly at Larov.

‘No! I don’t want to do it at all!’

‘I know, if they are caught again, they will definitely send us to the guillotine in the shortest time! And, this time, there is really no Oduin or another giant dragon to make trouble…’

Swish!

There was no way. Seeing that the road ahead was blocked and the road behind was surrounded. Now that there was no way out of heaven, Larov had to grit his teeth. After carrying his bow and arrow again, he turned to pick out the ancient Nord sword on his waist, preparing to fight the enemy to the end.

Because, as long as the Nords die with the sword, they will enter Songgard and enjoy an endless feast in the Temple of Valhalla there!

And that will be his endless glory!

Therefore, he would not surrender under such circumstances, and then be frustrated by the enemy with a casually woven charge and died under the axe of a dirty executioner and was ridiculed! Of course, the most important thing is that he does not want his sister to make some irrational actions due to his arrest and beheading?

'And you?'

After pulling out his long sword, Larov asked back.

‘I don’t want to!’

‘Very good! Then prepare for the battle quickly and fight them to the end!’

‘Well! Let’s fight them. If it’s dark, maybe there’s a chance?’

‘It’s dark? Zhagen Castle, can we really last for so long?’

‘…’

‘I think we can only last a few breaths at most?’
To be continued...