"Slap!
Slap! Slap! " Laurist slapped himself twice. At this moment, his heart was filled with regret. Who would have thought that Grand Duke Fisabulon, a 3rd Rank Great Swordsman, would decide to escape without hesitation after exchanging a few blows with him? Furthermore, Laurist had acted too hastily, and had rushed to the Rose Palace to find trouble with Grand Duke Fisabulon before the other three gates of the Wendeli Capital City were under control. This was like a cooked duck flying away! Once Fisabulon escaped, there would be a huge change in the strategy for the Iberian Kingdom …
Seeing Grand Duke Fisabulon's dozens of riders galloping towards the south city gate, Laurist realized that his two legs couldn't compete with four legs in a long-distance race. He anxiously shouted at Grand Duke Fisabulon's back, "Fisabulon, you old bastard, are you born in the year of the rabbit? How can you escape so quickly? If you have the guts, come back and fight us for three hundred rounds. Don't just run away, you're losing face as a 3rd Rank Great Swordsman! Or should I say, are you a fake 3rd Rank Great Swordsman? Did you rely on others to flatter you?! "
These words were a little harsh, and the few guards following Grand Duke Fisabulon became hot-blooded. They all turned their horses around and cursed as they charged towards Laurist. Grand Duke Fisabulon turned around and shouted a few words. Although a few guards unwillingly turned their horses around, there were still three guards who charged towards Laurist. It was unknown whether it was because they were too fast or because they didn't hear the Grand Duke's command to stop them …
Grand Duke Fisabulon only cast a cold glance at Laurist. His gaze was ice-cold, and he no longer paid attention to the three guards. After giving an order to the guards at the south city gate, he urged his horse to gallop out of the city with a deep shout.
The three riders charging at Lollister formed a triangular formation. The leading guard's sword flashed with white light as he slashed down at Lollister from above. The two guards behind him wielded long spears. Two spears also flashed with white light like venomous snakes, stabbing towards Lollister's ribs from the left and right.
Laurist's body suddenly leaned back, and he fell to the ground like an iron bridge. The longsword flashing with sword light brushed past his breastplate, and the horse's iron hoof stepped right next to Laurist's head, almost landing on Laurist's head. The three guards did not expect Laurist to have this trick up his sleeve. They almost lost their target on their horses, and two spears swept past Laurist's body. Laurist leapt up from the ground and lightly grabbed the spear on his left. Using the momentum, he landed on his warhorse. His sword flashed three times, and three of Duke Fisablun's guards fell from their mounts, blood spurting out of their throats.
Laurist flipped his longsword and sheathed it in the scabbard on his back. He hooked the tip of his foot, and a spear that had fallen to the ground was caught in his hand. Then, he swung the spear around and grabbed the reins of the other two warhorses. He pulled back, and the three horses turned around. "Hyah!" Laurist shouted loudly and urged his horse to gallop towards the south city gate. Now that he had three horses, Laurist decided that he had to catch up to Duke Fisablun.
"Fire!" Just as he reached the south city gate, he heard an order, and a dozen or so arrows were shot from the top of the city wall. Laurist raised his head and saw that a dozen or so city guards were shooting at him with longbows. Beside them, a dozen or so guards were turning a ballista on the city wall around, preparing to shoot at the city.
Laurist cursed loudly and spun his spear, knocking away the dozen or so arrows. Seeing that the ballista was about to turn around, he used his spear as a javelin and shouted loudly as he jumped up from his mount. He threw the spear at the top of the city wall like a bolt of lightning. Puchi, puchi, puchi. Three moving ballista guards were skewered into bloody gourds. The spear pierced three inches into the stone and nailed itself to the top of the city wall. The three unlucky guards held onto the shaft of the spear that had pierced through their stomachs, letting out miserable cries of despair …
All the guards at the top of the city wall were stunned. They looked at the three unlucky fellows and suddenly threw away the longbows, shields, spears, and other weapons in their hands at the same time. With a shout, they all ran away, not even guarding the city gate anymore.
Laurist returned to his saddle and was about to urge his warhorse to chase after Duke Fisablun's group when he felt his mount stumble. He looked down and saw that the chest of his mount had been pierced by an arrow at some point in time. This warhorse was currently kneeling forward, and its saliva was already dyed red with blood.
Laurist could only jump down from his horse's back. After taking a closer look, he realized that this warhorse was hopeless. The arrow from the longbow had pierced almost a foot deep into the warhorse's chest. It was already struggling on its deathbed. Fortunately, he still had two mounts. Laurist switched to another horse and casually gave the warhorse that had been pierced by the arrow a quick death. Then, he urged his horse to gallop out of the southern city gate. He looked at the small figure of Duke Fisablun who was fleeing in the distance and chased after him with all his might …
After chasing for more than an hour, the horses of Duke Fisablun and the others who were fleeing in front started to slow down. Laurist switched to another horse and put in more effort, finally closing the distance between them. The figures in front of him were originally the size of soybeans, but now they looked bigger than a thumb. Laurist estimated that the distance between them had shortened from 300 meters to 200 meters. It seemed that he still had to chase for a period of time. When the mounts of Duke Fisablun and the others ran out of energy, he would be able to catch up.
The rumbling sound of horse hooves came from behind him. Laurist turned around and saw that it was the armed forces of Count Phelim's family, the Pegasus Legion, who were flying the Pegasus insignia. What surprised Laurist was that the light cavalry of the Pegasus Legion did not have many people, but they had a lot of warhorses. Almost everyone had brought three or four spare horses.
"Your Highness! Your Highness! "
A familiar voice called out to him. Laurist turned around to take a closer look. It was Ayer and Redi. Other than the mounts they were riding, there were also five or six empty horses beside them.
"Where did all these mounts come from?" Laurist asked.
"Your Highness, these were found in the military stables. There are more than ten thousand of them, and it is said that they are the spare horses of the First Border Ranger Corps. Count Phelim heard that you went to chase after Duke Fisablun alone, so he asked us to bring more spare horses to chase after you. He even sent Knight Bonava with a large group of light cavalry to help. Count Phelim and Terman's knights will follow soon. " Ayer shouted at the top of his lungs. There were too many horses, and if his voice was too soft, it would be drowned out by the sound of hooves.
"How is the king's city?" Laurist shouted back.
"I am not sure. Your Highness, when I came out, we had already taken control of the four city gates. I think Count Phelim wants to leave the king's city for Lord Bofinger to handle. "
Laurist did not say anything else. He pointed at Duke Fisablun's group of fleeing figures, and focused on controlling his mount to chase after them.
After another hour or so, the mounts of Duke Fisablun's group were obviously tired. No matter how they whipped them, they could not pick up their speed, and could only barely trot. Although Laurist and his group's mounts were better, they were also tired after running for so long. Thus, Laurist, Aire, and the others changed their mounts once again. The distance between them and Grand Duke Fisabulon and the others was now around a hundred meters. They could clearly see the panicked expressions on their faces.
In less than ten minutes, they would be able to catch up to them. Hehe, Duke Fisablun, let's see where you can run to now. Laurist's spirits were lifted, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sinister smile.
But after taking the lead and climbing up a slope, Laurist was stunned. Duke Fisablen and the others who were running in front of him seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. They pressed their mounts and used the last of their strength to charge towards a grassland not far away. On the grassland, there were nearly a hundred fully-equipped warhorses grazing leisurely …
"F * ck, where did these warhorses come from?" Laurist muttered and cursed. He stared blankly as Duke Fisablun spurred his horse forward and changed his mount. Then, a hundred people sprang up from the grassland. They were all wearing the standard armor of the Fisablun Family. When they saw Duke Fisablun, they stood up and greeted him.
Duke Fisablun did not hesitate either. After saying a few words, he turned his horse and left. Before he left, he even pointed at Laurist. The hundred or so soldiers of the Fisablun Family roared and brandished the weapons in their hands as they charged towards Laurist, who was stationed on the slope …
Then, behind Laurist, countless light cavalry came up the slope. They pulled out their swords and spears and charged towards the hundred or so soldiers of the Fisablun Family. The hundred or so soldiers of the Fisablun Family were stunned by the sudden appearance of so many enemy cavalry on the slope. They forgot to roar and stared blankly at the countless enemy cavalry charging towards them. Before they were drowned by the tide of light cavalry, they suddenly understood why Duke Fisablun had mounted his horse and left. They were the ones who had foolishly thought that Laurist was the only one chasing after them and even charged on foot …
"Why is there a hundred-man patrol squad of the Fisablun Family here?" Laurist was puzzled.
"Your Highness, Dusklake Town is in another twenty to thirty miles. These soldiers of the Fisablun Family might be patrolling from Dusklake Town." Knight Bonava of the Filim Family spurred his horse to Laurist's side and reported loudly.
"Oh, Dusklake Town …" Laurist immediately recalled Tagger's report. Dusklake Town was only garrisoned by two companies of two thousand or so border rangers. They seemed to be directly under the Third Border Ranger Corps. The Third Border Ranger Corps had participated in the battle to destroy the Melaine Duchy two years ago. They had suffered heavy casualties and were currently not at full strength. There were around thirty-seven thousand of them. Duke Fisablun had arranged for them to be stationed in the Southern Province to protect the main transportation routes from the four central duchies to the Eastern Wasteland Province and Winston Province. As for Dusklake Town, it was filled with all kinds of building materials. They were all prepared by Duke Fisablun to build three strategic castles and fortresses.
"Chase! Change horses and chase! We must catch that old bastard Fisablun today!" Laurist clenched his teeth and changed his horse again. He chased after Duke Fisablun who had pulled another two to three hundred meters away from them. Aire, Redi, and the others followed closely behind.
Twenty to thirty miles passed in the blink of an eye. Dusklake Town's simple and crude walls made of wood and stones appeared in front of them. The guards of Dusklake Town had already sounded the alarm horn. Grand Duke Fisablun and his group of people who were escaping were galloping at full speed towards the town's wide open gate …
Laurist clenched his teeth, pulled out his longsword, and stabbed the butt of his horse. The horse roared in pain and leaped forward. The immense pain caused the horse to gallop forward like a madman, getting closer and closer to the group of people running in front.
The last guard of Duke Fisablun's group had just entered Dusklake Town. A few guards were forcefully pushing the gate to close it. Just as the gate was about to close, Laurist had already arrived on his horse. He pulled the reins, and his horse jumped up, ramming its head against the gate. "Bang!" The gate was knocked open, and the few guards who were trying to close the gate were sent flying. They fell to the ground and vomited blood.
Laurist's horse also fell to the ground, bleeding profusely. However, Laurist did not care about his horse at this moment. He leaped and landed on the ground. He held his longsword and shouted at Duke Fisablun who had just dismounted a hundred meters away, "Old turtle, why aren't you running anymore? You can't run anymore, right? Obediently give yourself up! "
Duke Fisablun's face was as black as a volcano that was about to erupt. However, he did not rush forward in anger and fight Laurist to the death. He only pointed at Laurist and said something. A few officers wearing bright armor beside him waved their hands and loudly gave some orders. A few hundred soldiers wearing the standard cavalry equipment of the Fisablun Family shouted loudly as they raised their spears and shields and swarmed toward Laurist.
Chaotic battles were Laurist's favorite. He calmed himself down, and the world in front of him began to turn bright red again. The soldiers of the Fisablun Family that were charging at him were like slow-moving puppets. Laurist charged forward like a gust of wind. The sword in his hand flickered, and he easily and wantonly reaped lives one after another …
There were corpses everywhere on the street, and blood flowed like a river. When there were no longer any enemies that extended their weapons at him, Laurist quickly woke up from the blood-red world. However, other than the Fisablun Family soldiers who were surrounding him in fear, Laurist helplessly realized that Duke Fisablun had once again led his group of guards and the officers in gorgeous armor to the other side of the gate of Sunset Lake Town.
"What, what the hell! Fisablun, you coward! Can't you have a proper duel with me? "Laurist shouted angrily, and his voice reverberated in all directions …
The rumbling sound of horse hooves rushed into Sunset Lake Town. Ayer, Redi, and Knight Bonava of the Pegasus Army had finally arrived. The soldiers of the Fisablun Family who had been terrorized by Laurist single-handedly put down their weapons and surrendered after their officers had escaped, saving their lives.
"Your Highness, should we continue the chase?" Knight Bonava stood respectfully in front of Laurist and asked. This time, he had finally witnessed the power of the Norton Family's Duke that Earl Filim had always admired. He had killed his way into Sunset Lake Town alone, and the Level 3 Great Swordsman had once again fled for his life in fear. Almost half of the six to seven hundred Fisablun Family soldiers who had surrounded Laurist in Sunset Lake Town had been killed by him alone. There were 297 corpses. This was the number that had just been counted. No wonder the soldiers had immediately thrown down their weapons and surrendered when they had charged into Sunset Lake Town. He had originally thought that he would have to experience a bloody battle.
Laurist shook his head dispiritedly, mainly because he was a little tired from the massacre he had just experienced. "Forget it. Order the soldiers to occupy Sunset Lake Town first and clean up the scattered soldiers and deserters of the Fisablun Family. When the follow-up troops arrive, we will prepare to head to the southern province. The soldiers are also very tired from yesterday evening until now. There is no point in chasing after them now. Let everyone have a good rest first. "
"Yes, Your Highness."
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