Sunier shot an arrow at the young Knight. The arrow pierced through the young Knight's chainmail and went deep into his shoulder.
The mud wall could not stop the Knights, but it bought them enough time. When the Knights broke through the mud wall, they saw Morrisons with a sinister smile on his face. Morrisons had his sword pressed against the young Knight's neck.
A middle-aged Knight raised his arm and stopped the commotion. He stared at Morrisons with cold eyes. His murderous intent seemed to be able to penetrate a person's body. Unfortunately, Morrisons was a typical desperado. He was really stupid. Even if he saw a dragon, he would still dare to attack it. A few hundred Knights were nothing to him.
Morrisons spat on the ground. He grabbed the young Knight and slowly backed away. Sassoux had already picked up his magic wand. He finished chanting a spell. Following his hand gesture, a swamp appeared between them and the Knights. However, his magic was limited. A swamp was too small compared to a few hundred Knights. The Knights on both sides slowly surrounded them.
"Get out of the way, or I'll kill him!" Morrisons said coldly.
The Knights all looked at the middle-aged Knight. However, the middle-aged Knight was like an iceberg. His expression and eyes did not change at all.
"Tell them to get out of the way!" Morrisons lightly slashed the young Knight's neck with his sword.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way! This is an order! "the young Knight screamed.
"I'm sorry, Sir. This is the only way to ensure your safety," the middle-aged Knight said coldly. "Leave Sir here, and I'll let you go!"
"F * ck off!" Morrisons sneered. "Where are we supposed to go if we leave him here? Do you think we're children? I'll count to three. If you don't get out of the way, I'll cut off one of his hands! One … "
The middle-aged Knight paused and slowly raised the sword in his hand. Hundreds of Knights held their Knight's Spears in an extremely orderly manner and formed a charging formation, expressing a feeling of tit for tat.
"Two …" Morrisons was not afraid at all. He gripped his greatsword tightly and counted to three. If the Knights did not move aside, he would cut off the young Knight's hand without hesitation.
At this moment, Sylvia suddenly got up. She stared at the back of the young Knight with hatred. She suddenly unsheathed her greatsword, which was not inferior to Morrisons, and slashed at the young Knight.
Sylvia was a person who dared to love and hate. She was relatively simple-minded, especially after witnessing the tragic death of her comrade. Other than revenge, she would not think of anything else. Of course, this was very foolish of her.
Sassoux, Sunier, and even Morrisons were shocked. The middle-aged Knight on the other side was even more shocked. However, no one could stop Sylvia's actions.
Morrisons could not move. There were dozens of Archers hidden among the Knights, and he was facing a high-grade Knight. As long as his sword left the hostage's throat, he would not be able to control what would happen next.
Sunier was also helpless. She could not hurt her comrade. As for hitting Sylvia's longsword, that was even more impossible. Even a high-grade Ranger would not be able to do it, let alone Sunier.
A wooden puppet that was half a head taller than Morrisons appeared out of thin air. It used its body to block Sylvia's sword, and then punched Sylvia in the chest.
Sylvia was knocked back a few steps. Her body bent into a ball, and she could not stop retching.
Han Jin's wooden puppet was much smaller in size. Although the Dryad's material was not inferior to the thousand-year-old peach wood, its large size had many shortcomings. Its defense was not good, and Morrisons, who was now a seventh-grade fighter, could easily destroy the wooden puppet with a dozen strikes. Of course, Morrisons's movements were too agile, and he was always attacking from behind the wooden puppet. Therefore, Han Jin was very angry and made a lot of changes. The power of the talisman was limited. It could cover and affect wooden puppets that were more than six meters tall, and it could cover and affect wooden puppets that were close to two meters tall.
Undoubtedly, Han Jin was the calmest person in the field. He had been observing everyone's movements. When Sylner waved her long sword, the middle-aged knight's face had turned pale. Although the whole process was extremely short, Han Jin had seen it clearly, which made him feel more confident.
Han Jin slowly walked up and knocked off the hostage's helmet. The table knife in his hand stopped in front of the hostage's right eye.
"If something really happens to this person, I think you will be severely punished, right?" Han Jin said calmly, "I have an idea. I will stay here with this person, and you let my companions go."
Morrisons' body trembled. He hurriedly said, "No …"
"Don't talk nonsense," Han Jin said softly. "Do as I say."
The middle-aged Knight looked up and down at Han Jin. "You're a puppeteer?"
"That has nothing to do with you." Han Jin's tone was not polite. "Now, you just need to tell me if you accept my suggestion."
"Fine! Let them go! "the middle-aged Knight shouted.
"No, if we leave, we leave together!" Sassoux took a step forward. He was just as excited as Morrisons. Although he had seen many things during his travels, his blood was not cold. He was still very young, and when it was time to be excited, he did not lack courage.
"Either you leave, or none of us leave. Which one do you choose?" Han Jin said calmly.
Morrisons and the others were speechless. Although Han Jin's words were true, they could not accept these two choices.
"Don't waste time. If I tell you to leave, then leave!" Han Jin's gaze fell on the middle-aged Knight. "I want thirty horses!"
The middle-aged Knight gritted his teeth and shouted, "Give them the horses!"
About thirty Knight jumped off their horses and angrily led their mounts to the side. Sunier suddenly said, "Listen to him." After that, she had already walked over and jumped onto a horse.
With Sunier as an example, Morrisons, Sassoux, and the others lowered their heads and walked over. Sylvia moved closer to Han Jin and whispered, "You can go. Leave him to me." The wooden puppet's punch had woken up Sylvia. She understood how stupid her actions were. Moreover, she was the one who had accepted this mission, and she was the one who had caused this disaster. She wanted to make up for it.
"You guys go. I'll stay," Han Jin said calmly.
"Damn it! Are you trying to cause trouble for us? I'm talking to you! "Morrisons roared angrily.
Sylvia was stunned. She did not expect Morrisons to scold her in front of so many people. However, when she thought about the consequences, she stomped her feet and burst into tears. Then, she walked forward.
After a while, everyone had mounted their horses, and each of them had a spare one. Everyone's attention was focused on Han Jin. The others were fine, but Stillberg was trembling. In the end, he squeezed out a cry and said, "Master …"
"Go!"
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