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- When Roy rushed out, he felt something strange. He turned around in shock, only to see a figure behind him that looked like the center of a tornado, sweeping in the wind and snow.
"Save¡ª¡ª"
As soon as the cavalryman opened his mouth to shout a word, Roy came to him and punched him.
The cavalryman and the cavalrymen around him did not respond slowly. Although there was a sudden change, they made the most appropriate response in an instant.
No one retreated, and several cavalrymen nearby took action, pointing their weapons at various vital points on Roy's body, intending to force him to stop.
The performance of the cavalryman attacked by Roy was much inferior. Although he was not too panicked to react, he did not fight back. Instead, he raised a shield in his hand and blocked it in front of him.
He believed that as long as he could block this attack, the sneak attack would be subdued in an instant by the guards sent by his father.
Seeing his reaction, Roy couldn't help but sneered, took a deep breath, and activated all the magic power in his body, but his movements didn't change at all.
¡°Puff puff¡¡±
The weapons of several cavalrymen around him all pierced Roy's body. However, they were shocked to find that their weapons could only penetrate less than a finger deep into Roy's body, and they could no longer penetrate deeper.
At the same time, Roy had hit the shield with one punch.
The shield, which was made of fine steel and was hand-crafted by a fifth-level enchanter, shattered directly under Roy's punch!
Roy punched through the shield. His arm paused briefly before he stretched forward again and punched the cavalryman in the chest.
Although this punch has been used up. It was far less violent than breaking the shield, but the cavalryman felt Roy's fist hitting his chest, and countless strange energies invaded, making him feel as if his chest was forcibly twisted by something.
He only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Then his vision went dark, and he fainted just like that.
Roy released his right fist. He grabbed the cavalryman's neck, pressed down with his left palm, and slapped him on the horse's back.
Exactly at this time. Several other cavalrymen had already reacted and attacked Roy again, trying to force him to put down the man.
Roy chuckled. Not only did he not dodge at all, but he bowed his back as if to face the weapons on purpose.
This time, the cavalry felt as if their weapons had hit a rock directly. They didn't even puncture Roy's skin.
While he was still wondering, Roy was already jumping up into the air.
Relying on the rebound force of the horse's back and the strength contained in the weapons of the cavalry, Roy's body with the floating formation was like being launched by a trebuchet, instantly passing through the dozens of people. Above his head, he fell in the distance where two groups of cavalry were fighting.
"Withdraw!"
Roy hasn¡¯t landed yet. He was already shouting in the air.
And when he saw Roy succeed, Smigel, who had already begun to gather his formation, led the crowd to the place where he fell, and caught him and the cavalryman he was carrying.
"Watch him carefully." Roy put the cavalryman on Smigel's horse, jumped on the back of another empty horse, turned the horse's head, and ran wildly toward the northeast.
There were originally fifty-three pursuers. Seven or eight people were lost in the first round of crossbows, and four more were lost in the short battle with Smigel and others. In addition, one person was kidnapped by Roy, and now there are less than forty people left. Seeing that Roy and the others seemed to be trying to escape, how could he let them leave? With a roar, he hurriedly followed.
But as soon as he ran less than ten meters, hundreds of fireballs suddenly appeared out of thin air on the snow and hit him.
Although these fireballs are not very powerful and cannot cause any damage even if they hit them directly, they force them to stop.
When they finished reorganizing, they found that Roy and others had already disappeared into the wind and snow in the distance.
More than an hour later, Roy and Smigel stopped.
They had been running wildly for more than an hour. Even if those people wanted to pursue them, they would not be able to catch up for a while. Smigel and his team had been through a fierce battle first, and now they were running wildly for an hour continuously. They were really exhausted. , If you don¡¯t rest, you may not be able to support yourself in this harsh environment.
"Master, why are you bringing this guy with you?" After arranging the guards, Smigel picked up the knight who had been unconscious since being captured by Roy and threw him in front of him.
Roy looked around and found that of the thirty guards who had followed him out, there were now only twenty-seven including Smig, and he couldn't help but feel sad.
If he had not insisted on catching this guy just now, but had evacuated earlier, the three guards would not have died.
"Smig, grandpa must have explained our mission to you." Roy asked rhetorically.
"Well, the patriarch said that this time, we are just a bait." After a pause, Smigel's eyes glanced at several wounds on Roy's body, and continued: "In fact, even now, I am opposed to the young master personally It¡¯s too dangerous to do this bait.¡±
"Do you think I'm in danger now?" Roy smiled and opened his arms, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him. "Although I'm not narcissistic, if I hadn't been the bait, the Norman Empire might not have taken the bait."
Smigel thought for a while and could only nod in recognition.
Indeed, in terms of Roy's status, no one is more suitable for this task than him.
"But Master, you still haven't told me why you took the risk to catch this guy?"
"If I am a powerful bait, then this guy may not be as delicious as me, but it is not much different." Roy kicked the knight who had been lying on the ground and seemed to be still in a coma. , Hehe sneered: "Do you think so? His Excellency, Baron Yorkia Fernandez?"
The cavalryman lying on the ground opened his eyes and looked at Roy. In addition to fear, there was more hatred in his eyes.
Regarding the sudden changes in the situation within nearly half a year, apart from Roy being very uncomfortable with it, the most unacceptable person is probably Jokia Fernandez.
Half a year ago, Roy was just an ordinary student with no background and at least some talent for enchantment, so Yorkia could frame him at will just because the six formation diagrams designed by Roy made him embarrassed in front of Eddie. Roy, and planned to kill him in prison.
¡°But Yorkia never expected that Roy¡¯s background was far from simple as he imagined.
After Roy was not killed for the first time in prison, so many people were concerned about the matter, which put the Sheriff's Department headed by his father into an extremely passive situation for a while.
¡°If Roy¡¯s case hadn¡¯t unexpectedly turned into a battleground between the Enchanters¡¯ Guild and the Norman Empire, even his father would have been punished for it.
And Yorkia didn't even expect that Roy would suddenly transform and become the grandson of the Grand Duke of Romance. In terms of his status, not to mention that Yorkia was far from comparable. I'm afraid even his father, Earl Fernandez, would be jealous when he saw Roy. Be polite.
"If everything continues as usual, Yokoa will not teach Roy a lesson in the future. I'm afraid he will be more worried that Roy will find an opportunity to retaliate against him.
However, things turned out to be unpredictable, and no one expected that the Romance family would openly rebel.
Yorkia was surprised, but also felt a little happy.
Because in this way, Roy has become a rebel. So as long as the Romance family is defeated by the Norman Empire, Roy will inevitably be hanged.
But reality once again disappointed Yorkia.
Half a year later, the Norman Empire not only failed to destroy the Romance family as easily as he expected, but because of the simultaneous rebellion in the southwestern provinces and the preparations of other local forces in the country, the empire's life became increasingly unstable. Get better.
At the junction of the Norman Empire and the Northwest Province, due to the continuous retreat of the frontline troops, they have now gradually approached the city of Winston. Some ministers have even suggested to His Majesty the Emperor to move the capital - of course, this minister was immediately granted the gift by His Majesty the Emperor. die.
As time goes by, the war on the front line becomes more and more unfavorable to the Norman Empire, and Yorkia's mood becomes worse day by day.
He knew very well that if the Romance family really invaded Winston City, Roy would not let him go.
And he also knows that this possibility is getting bigger day by day.
So when he overheard his father arranging this operation a week ago, he insisted that he should accompany him, and even forced his father to agree to death.
What he wants to do is to kill Roy with his own hands, so that he can feel at ease.
As a result, now, he has become Roy's prisoner.
"Roy Carter, don't be proud. I'm afraid you don't know that the people who are chasing you are far more than just the fifty or so of us." Seeing the proud expression on Roy's face, Yorkia said harshly.
"Oh?" Roy had a look of surprise on his face. "It seems you are not stupid. You know it is difficult to kill me with more than fifty people."
"Humph, just laugh. I'll see if you can still laugh tomorrow." York said?? snorted coldly, thinking of the plan his father revealed to him before departure, and sneered in his heart.
If the plan succeeds this time, not only Roy will be killed, but the army of the Northwest Province will also suffer huge losses.
If all goes well, the Northwest Province may be severely weakened by this failure and eventually lose the war.
And if he was still alive at that time, he would be the biggest hero in this war!
"I don't know yet whether I will be able to laugh tomorrow, but I know that you can't laugh today." Roy smiled and kicked Yorkia in the neck.
Yorkia didn¡¯t even hum, and fainted again in an instant.
Smig Lyle glanced at Roy with admiration. Roy asked him for advice on this method of causing coma when he set out ten days ago. He didn't expect that he has mastered it so skillfully now.
"Smig, get ready and we'll set off in ten minutes," Roy said.
Smig nodded and immediately handed over Roy's order to the remaining twenty-six guards.
Ten minutes later, Roy looked at the approaching black spots in the distance, waved his hand, and the group ran into the snow and wind again. (To be continued)
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