The last cavalryman turned his body on his horse, stabbing wildly at the approaching Laurist with his spear. He did not have any extravagant hopes of harming Laurist. He only hoped that his spear could keep this fiend far away from him so that he could hold on until reinforcements from the camp arrived.
Laurist grabbed the spear that was swinging wildly in front of him and pulled it back. Then, he slashed at the cavalryman with his sword under his horrified and despairing gaze. "Ah!" With a scream, the cavalryman lost his left hand and leg and fell to the ground.
Laurist caught up to another cavalryman. This cavalryman had already abandoned his spear, so he could only watch as Laurist caught up to him and pierced his heart with his spear.
He shook off the cavalryman's corpse on his spear. There were still six beasts running away in front of him. However, the camp in the distance had already reacted. The gate opened, and a dozen cavalrymen in leather armor and spears rushed out.
Another cavalryman fell behind. His mount was running slower and slower, and it suddenly fell to the ground as if it had lost its front hooves. The four hooves of the fallen mount twitched a few times in the air before it stopped moving. Clearly, it had died of exhaustion. The cavalryman on the horse was agile. The moment his mount fell to the ground, he had already left the stirrups. He rolled twice on the ground and stood up, still holding onto his spear. Seeing Laurist chase after him, the cavalryman's face was filled with viciousness. With a roar, he raised his spear and charged. His target was not Laurist's mount, but Laurist's mount.
Laurist smiled coldly and met the spear in his right hand. When the two spears clashed, a hint of joy flashed across the cavalryman's face. The tip of his spear suddenly flashed with a cold light, and an inch-long sword ray appeared.
Hmm, this cavalryman is a Silver-rank expert. Laurist remembered that when he was fighting with the caravan, he had discovered that there were only two Silver-rank cavalrymen among the cavalrymen. One had fallen off his horse and died, and the other had been killed by Terman. The remaining cavalrymen had immediately collapsed and turned to flee. He did not expect that there would be a Silver-rank hidden among these deserters. However, it was impossible to use a sword ray to break his own spear and injure his mount. Laurist's spear shook, and the two spears clashed, producing a loud bang.
The Silver-rank cavalryman did not expect that his spear ray would not be able to break his opponent's spear. Instead, a strange vibration came from his opponent's spear, causing him to lose his grip. His spear was lifted high into the air, and under his incredulous gaze, Laurist's spear had already pierced into his chest like lightning.
There were still five cavalrymen left. Seeing that the five cavalrymen in front were gradually approaching the ten cavalrymen from the military camp, Laurist fiercely knocked on his mount. The golden spurs on the back of his leather boots caused his mount to let out a cry of pain, and it sped away like a sharp arrow.
The five cavalrymen at the front saw that they were about to meet up with the ten cavalrymen from the military camp, and they let out a sigh of relief. They thought that they had finally escaped. Just as they were about to greet the incoming cavalrymen, they suddenly saw the shocked expressions on the faces of the cavalrymen. They knew that something was wrong, and when they turned around, they were shocked. Laurist had already caught up to them, and his spear drew a circular arc in the air. With a whooshing sound, it smashed into the head of a cavalryman at the back of the group. The cavalryman's brain splattered, and he fell from his horse without a sound.
The shadows of the spear overlapped, and with a series of 'puchi puchi' sounds, the bodies of the other two cavalrymen were pierced by Laurist seven or eight holes. They stiffened on their horses for a moment, and then fell from their horses. The two cavalrymen at the front were terrified, and they charged forward on their horses. When the ten cavalrymen from the military camp saw that three of their comrades had been killed by Laurist in the blink of an eye, they were instantly enraged like red-eyed bulls, and they charged at Laurist amidst their curses.
The first to reach Laurist was also a Silver-ranked cavalryman. The tip of the spear flashed with a sword light as it pierced fiercely towards Laurist's chest. Laurist flicked the incoming spear outwards and pierced it into the cavalryman's throat at lightning speed. With a shake of his hand, the spear was like a blade, instantly chopping off the cavalryman's head.
Laurist raised his spear and leaped onto his horse, charging back at the ten cavalrymen charging at him. The 'bang bang' sounds of spears colliding, the 'puchi' sounds of spears piercing into human bodies, and the screams of agony mixed together. In a single exchange, seven of the thirteen cavalrymen charging at Laurist had fallen from their horses. Other than two who were still struggling on the ground, the other five were already dead. The remaining six cavalrymen turned their horses around behind Laurist and regrouped. However, their eyes were filled with fear, and no one dared to advance.
Seeing that the two cavalrymen from before had run a little further away, Laurist immediately urged his horse to give chase. The six cavalrymen behind seemed to be angered by Laurist's disregard for them, and with a shout, they all urged their horses to give chase.
Laurist did not make a sound, as if he did not notice that his pursuers were getting closer and closer. When the first cavalryman behind him was about to attack with his spear, Laurist suddenly twisted his body, and with a thrust of his spear, he sent the cavalryman crashing into the second cavalryman. The second cavalryman hurriedly reined in his horse, but before he could decide whether or not to catch his companion, he discovered that Laurist had already turned his horse around. With a flash of cold light, his other two companions had fallen from their horses, one on the left and one on the right.
The cavalryman was shocked, and could no longer care about his fallen companion. He spurred his horse to dodge, but he discovered that the shining tip of a spear was growing larger and larger in front of his eyes. Then, he felt a chill on the bridge of his nose, and his vision went black, and he lost consciousness …
Laurist turned his horse around and charged at the six cavalrymen in pursuit. With a thrust of his spear and a slash of his sword, he quickly beheaded the six cavalrymen. When he turned back to look at the two fleeing cavalrymen, he discovered that they were only a hundred or so meters away from the main gate of the camp. There was a commotion outside the main gate, and another forty or so cavalrymen were charging in his direction.
The camp looked huge, so why were there so few cavalrymen? Laurist was a little confused. Logically speaking, after killing a dozen cavalrymen in front of the camp, a few hundred cavalrymen should have rushed out like he had provoked a hornet's nest. Why were there only a few dozen after so long?
Laurist spurred his horse forward, his spear placed horizontally in front of his saddle. His right hand reached behind him, and a javelin appeared in his hand. Seeing the forty or so cavalrymen approaching, he shouted and threw his spear. With a series of whooshes, twenty-four javelins took the lives of twenty-four cavalrymen. Before the remaining twenty or so cavalrymen could recover from their shock, Laurist had already leapt into their midst with his spear. His horse was like a swimming dragon, and his spear was like lightning. One by one, the cavalrymen died under Laurist's spear. Not long after, the six or seven cavalrymen who were still alive yelled and turned their horses to flee into the camp …
The two remaining cavalrymen who had attacked the carriages had just entered the main gate of the camp, and the cavalrymen guarding the gate were in a hurry to close the gate. If it weren't for the fact that the cavalrymen wanted to close the gate, Laurist might have stopped outside the camp and let the two beasts who had attacked the carriages escape. However, when they closed the gate, Laurist suddenly realized that this military camp was most likely empty. Otherwise, there would not only be a few dozen cavalrymen. Under normal circumstances, even if there were no horses, there should be a few hundred soldiers swarming out.
After thinking through this, Laurist no longer hesitated. He chased after the fleeing cavalrymen, killing them one by one. Soon, he reached the main gate of the camp. The cavalrymen guarding the gate hurriedly picked up the spears placed by the wall to stop him, but they were all stabbed to death by Laurist's spear.
As he entered the camp, as expected, the huge camp was empty. It seemed that those who had gone out to fight him were near the main gate. From afar, he could see the two remaining beasts who had attacked the carriages stopping in front of a large tent. They dismounted and supported each other as they walked into the tent. It was obvious that they were going to report to the officer in charge of the camp.
There wasn't even a guard at the entrance of the tent. Laurist dismounted, threw his spear aside, and charged in with his sword.
The tent was very large, and there was a smaller tent inside. Angry shouts and curses could be heard from inside the tent.
Laurist lifted the flap and entered the tent. The first thing he saw was the two fleeing cavalrymen lying on the ground, begging for mercy. Great, it didn't take him any effort at all. His sword flashed, and with a few slashes, the two beasts on the ground were reduced to human sticks. The two cavalrymen who had lost their limbs rolled on the ground in pain, begging for a quick death.
"Shing, shing." The sound of swords being unsheathed could be heard. Only then did Laurist raise his head to look at the two people who had stood up in the tent.
Standing in front of a bed at the front of the tent was a fierce-looking man. He had brown hair, gray eyes, and a ferocious expression. He was bare-chested. There was a stool below him, and in front of the stool stood a middle-aged man wearing half a suit of chainmail. Both of them had shocked expressions as they unsheathed their swords and pointed them at Laurist.
"You, who are you? How did you get in? " The middle-aged man wearing chainmail seemed to have a toothache. He looked at the two cavalrymen on the ground, who could only twitch from the loss of blood, and then at Laurist. He finally recovered from his shock and asked after inhaling a breath of cold air.
"You dare to hurt my men in front of me? How dare you!"
Before Laurist could reply, the brown-haired man at the front came to his senses and flew into a rage. He roared angrily and shook the two-handed sword in his hand, sending two blades flying towards Laurist.
"Clang, clang." Laurist's long sword moved slightly and deflected the two blades. "Gold rank?"
"Are you afraid? Brat, it's too late to regret now. I'll treat you the same way you treat them. I'll let you understand that entering my tent is seeking death! "
"Pah!" Laurist's expression was one of nonchalance. "So what if they're Gold rank? It's not like I haven't seen it before. Since you say that these two beasts are your men, then you're the leader of these beasts? In that case, I'll be looking for you to settle the score for the sins these bastards have committed. They dared to harm my people. Although I've already killed them, as their leader, you're also responsible for not disciplining them properly. How are you going to compensate me? "
"What? You killed my men, and you want me to compensate you? F * ck off, how dare you! I'll skin you alive today! " The brown-haired man was furious. He kicked the brazier on the ground at Laurist, and then his sword moved like a rainbow as he followed the brazier and pounced towards Laurist.
F * ck, Laurist cursed. This brown-haired man looked crude, but he was actually very meticulous. On the surface, he looked as if he was angered by Laurist and was pacing back and forth, but in reality, he had moved himself to the brazier and kicked it at Laurist when he was unprepared before launching his attack. His schemes were truly treacherous. There was also the middle-aged man in chain armor. While the brown-haired man had attracted Laurist's attention, he had secretly moved behind Laurist, intending to attack him from both sides. Did he really think that Laurist didn't know?
The red-hot charcoal in the brazier flew towards Laurist's face. The sword behind him lit up, and it was actually a foot long. This inconspicuous middle-aged man was at the peak of Silver rank. In front of him was the brazier and the gold-rank brown-haired man. He had nowhere to run. Behind him was the middle-aged man at the peak of Silver rank, sealing off his path of retreat. Laurist seemed to have no other choice but to block the attack at the risk of getting injured. The brown-haired man and the middle-aged man in chain armor smiled at the same time. As long as Laurist blocked the attack, they had plenty of ways to toy with this young man to death. With their many years of experience working together, more than one Gold-rank expert had fallen to their schemes.
Laurist disappeared. Under the gazes of the two, he seemed to have lost his bones. His entire body fell down like a puddle of water, sticking close to the ground for five feet, just outside the attack range of the brown-haired man and the middle-aged man in chain armor. This time, it was the middle-aged man in chain armor who had to face the brazier and the brown-haired man's attacks. This sudden turn of events was not something the two had expected. The brown-haired man hurriedly stopped the piercing attack of the longsword in his hand. However, this sudden reversal of Combat Aura caused him to be unable to catch his breath. His body paused, and he panted heavily.
The middle-aged man, on the other hand, slashed the brazier away with his sword. However, the burning charcoal could not stop the brazier from flying away. The burning charcoal fell on the middle-aged man's face like rain, making a sizzling sound. The smell of burnt flesh and the fragrance of meat permeated the air at the same time. The middle-aged man was scalded to the point that he jumped up and dropped his longsword. As he screamed in pain, he used both his hands to slap the charcoal on his head and body.
At this moment, the light of the sword illuminated the entire tent. Laurist, who was like the shadow of the brown-haired man, suddenly stood up behind him. Strangely, it was as if the shadow of the brown-haired man had turned into a real person. The middle-aged man, who was jumping up and down, was so scared that he was at a loss for words. He pointed at the back of the brown-haired man, unable to say a word. The brown-haired man knew that something was wrong, but his Combat Aura had not calmed down yet. He could only lower his head and run forward, hoping that he could hide behind the middle-aged man and buy himself some time to catch his breath. Unfortunately, his movements were not as fast as Laurist's longsword …
Three sword lights flashed, and both of the brown-haired man's arms fell off his shoulders. His left leg was also separated from his body. He fell to the ground with a 'plop' sound, and rolled behind the middle-aged man as he wished. Only then did he realize that he had been severely injured. He could not help but scream in pain.
The middle-aged man in chainmail armor shouted with a trembling voice, "Seventeenth Brother, Seventeenth Brother …"
However, the brown-haired man only managed to scream a few times before he fainted from the loss of blood. The middle-aged man in chainmail armor grabbed the longsword that had been tossed to the side, and the sword light flashed again. Laurist thought that the middle-aged man would fight with his life on the line, but unexpectedly, the sword light flashed twice in front of him, and the middle-aged man actually turned around and ran out of the tent.
'F * ck, do you think you can run?' Laurist chased after him with all his might. The middle-aged man, who had just reached the entrance of the tent, saw Laurist approaching. He shouted loudly, and his longsword transformed into countless sword shadows that pierced towards Laurist.
Laurist snorted lightly. He had seen this kind of move many times in the Academy's arena, but he had to put on an act and stall for time. Now, there was no need for those tricks. The sword pierced through the middle, and his body turned into a swimming fish as he dove into the sword shadows …
"Ugh …" The sword pierced through the left side of his chest and came out from his back. The middle-aged man let out a cry of shock, and his eyes rolled back as he fell limply to the ground.
One strike. Laurist only struck out once. He did not parry or counterattack, but instead took advantage of the gap between the middle-aged man's sword shadows to approach him. His strike killed the middle-aged man, and the sword shadow that was closest to Laurist only brushed past his shoulder.
Laurist pulled out his longsword and was about to walk out of the tent when his ears twitched. There were still sounds of breathing in the tent. Turning back to the tent, he saw the curtain hanging behind the bed. Laurist gently leaned over and lifted the curtain, only to find two naked girls huddled together, shivering. There were still traces of tears on the girls' faces, and their bodies were covered in bruises left behind by abuse.
Laurist sighed softly and let down the curtain. He searched the tent, but did not find any clothes for the girls. He could only find two men's leather robes in a box beside the bed. Seeing that they were relatively clean, he threw them into the curtain. After exiting the tent, he walked out of the tent.
Yuri, Redi, and Padt had rushed over with a light cavalry scout team. Seeing Laurist rush into the camp, they did not care about their own safety and chased after him. However, they found the camp empty. There were only about sixty to seventy enemies who came out to fight. Many of them were not dressed properly, and some were even half-naked. Yuri and the rest were overjoyed, and they immediately started killing. Just like Laurist, these light cavalry also liked to use javelins. They used crossbows to shoot from afar, and javelins to throw from close range. They quickly controlled the entire camp, and when Laurist came out, the battle was almost over.
Yuri saw Laurist come out of the tent and quickly urged his horse over.
He dismounted and said, "It seems like a large group of people left the camp. The remaining people should be defending the camp."
Laurist said, "Tell your subordinates to keep a few alive. We'll know after interrogating them."
Yuri stopped a nearby light cavalry and told him about Laurist's order to keep a few alive. The light cavalry nodded and placed his hand on his chest, then urged his horse away.
Redi and Padt urged their horses over, and their voices could be heard before they arrived, "Master, there are more than four hundred people locked up in the camp. Also, we found a lot of rations at the back."
"Oh." Laurist and Yuri looked at each other, "It seems like this camp is not a temporary one. It should be a permanent one. Yuri, send a few men and Padt back. Tell Knight Shredder to bring the caravan here. We will camp here tonight. Padt, be careful on the road. "
"Yes." Padt left the camp with three light cavalrymen.
"Redi, go and release the people locked up. Let them stay in the surroundings and get some rations for them to eat. Wait for Knight Shredder to come and make arrangements. Yuri, take the light cavalry and sweep the entire camp again to prevent any fish from escaping the net. Search the granaries and make preparations to prevent them from being set on fire. "
"Yes." Redi and Yuri left after receiving the order.
Laurist paced back and forth in front of the tent. He had to sit in the middle of the camp and wait for the caravan to arrive. In front of him, four to five light cavalrymen were inspecting the tents one by one. Just as Laurist was about to call them over to clean up the corpses in the tent, he saw a flash of light from the tent they were inspecting. Two of the light cavalrymen were sent flying out of the tent with blood spurting out of his mouth and nose. The other was headless, and his headless body spun out of the tent. A large hole appeared on the side of the tent, and a figure leapt out of it. He grabbed a horse that the light cavalrymen had placed outside the tent and leapt onto it, galloping out of the camp.
Damn, there's still a Silver-ranked hiding here. Laurist grabbed a horse outside the tent and jumped on it, whipping his whip as he gave chase.
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