Chapter 45: Fragile Defeat
The man covered in heavy armor held an ax-like halberd in his hand, dragged it on the ground at will, pressing out a ravine, and then he easily picked it up.
"You put the knife down now, I guess I can let you go." His deep voice came out of the gap in the armor.
"That is impossible."
Jenna pressed her finger on the cold back of the knife, and as she stroked her finger lightly, the lines as fine as silver snow slowly lit up on the blade. This knife was once in the 'Black Veil' club, and Osuna gave her to her. of. That person seemed to be satisfied with this loyal and conscientious subordinate, so he took out this pearl-level long knife as a reward to her.
She regretted entering that crazy society, doing a lot of wrong things, and hurting friends she used to know, but everything in the past has happened, so she can only suppress this remorse in her heart and try her best to do something to remedy it.
In the school, everyone has their own lives. After the transfer, there were fewer students from Chengzhai College, and no one took revenge on her. This kind of guilt has never been released.
But now that she encounters such a scene, it is even more difficult for her to escape against her heart.
There is a clear line between right and wrong, don't be fooled by other people's rhetoric, Jenna. She told herself so in her heart.
The right hand gripped the handle of the knife tightly, and then the left hand slowly covered it, holding the knife in both hands, and a faint brilliance rose from Jenna's jade-like pupils. Although she only has the strength of Sequence 2 now, but last year, with the blessing of that kind of secret technique, she entered the realm of Sequence 4, and she has rich experience. Facing the enemy in front of her, she is not without the strength to fight.
"Humph."
The leader on the other side looked at the girl with disdain and used her magic power, but so what? The gap in strength cannot be filled with seriousness.
Suddenly, the heavy halberd swept across directly, streaking a crescent-like trajectory in the firelight, with a whistling wind pressure.
The attack surface of the sweep is huge. Today's Jenna is not as agile as last year. She can't dodge in time, she can only use the blade to block.
The too-sharp blade cut directly into the halberd, and then was pressed against Jenna by the giant force. His feet on the ground slammed into the ground, causing a burst of mud, and after a short distance, it was worthy to stop.
"That's all." The leader of the mercenary made a brief comment. The halberd was gathered, and once again drew an astonishing arc in the air. The glamorous cold light flashed down and directly slashed at the innocent girl. He is also a battle-hardened veteran, and his moves are fierce and straightforward.
"Give me death!"
At this moment, Jenna's hands are numb, her arms have not recovered from the heavy blow just now, and the only thing that can move is her legs.
The body twisted hard in the sound of the whistling halberd breaking the air, rubbing the edge to dodge, and then rolled to the ground, and the halberd also smashed on the ground beside Jenna's head, and the small splashing stones hit the ground. The pain on her face made her feel frightened.
This is not Emenas. If you are seriously injured and can't escape, you will die. No one will stop, and there are no powerful therapists to rescue you.
Under the threat of dying, Jena worked the extraordinary core in her body with all her strength, and the only ability of Sequence of War 2: Wild Wind Swordsman was used with a slight acceleration.
Her body was a little lighter, and then with the help of her arms, she quickly rolled and turned around, dodging a sweep of the enemy again, but her face was cut by the aftermath of the cold front of the halberd, and a row of bright red blood flowed out. .
At this moment, she has no intention to deal with this kind of minor wound, because the next attack is coming, and this time it is not easy to dodge.
Zena struggled to get up from the ground, but put her knees on the ground and put the knife on her shoulders to block the halberd that fell down.
The heavy halberd was cut open by the sharp blade, and a piece of the head hit Jena's shoulder directly, breaking several bones and drawing long bloodstains.
Left shoulder wasted.
Jenna's heart sank, such an injury cannot be recovered in a short time.
Taking advantage of the time when the enemy's weapon was damaged, she escaped, shifted to the outside, and finally left the leader's attack range. Although her current strength is far inferior to this leader, but fortunately, her body is light and her speed is worse than that of the heavily armored mercenary leader.
Enduring the pain, she held the sword in her right hand, and drew a few cold arcs in the air, cutting bright red slits among the soldiers who came to prevent her from leaving, causing these people to lie down in mourning, unable to continue to stop herself, and then ran. Go to your horse, get on your horse, and leave for now.
Before the horse under her had taken a few steps, a danger signal surfaced in her extraordinary perception. Before she could turn around to observe, she lay down on her side in an emergency, a long spear passed through her side, and took away a piece of bloodskin at her elbow. Then disappeared into the night.
so close.
If she hadn't reacted, the spear would have passed through her chest.
On the rugged mountain road, she struggled to twitch the horse under her, ran wildly in the dark, jumped directly off the road, and entered the field below. In this way, with the help of the block of sight, she briefly escaped from the rear shot.
Breathing violently, they ran wildly at night, one by one, dodging the pursuers behind, until they walked farther and farther, and the voices behind them became more and more sparse and quiet.
In the end, after making sure that it was safe, Jenna finally stopped the horses under her, and fell exhausted one by one in a mountain col. With the help of the dark night, she finally escaped the pursuit of those people.
After relieving her breath, she pulled out several medicine bottles and gauze from the packages on both sides of the saddle, and then began to deal with the wounds on her body.
It wasn't until then that she noticed the ubiquitous pain in her body, and during the brief confrontation
, not only the wounds on the surface of the body, but also the internal organs and bones suffered a lot of dark wounds.
Recalling the first aid knowledge her father once taught, Jenna dealt with the wounds on her body step by step, carefully bandaging them, and prayed in her heart not to get sick and have fever. This is a remote place, not a good place to recuperate.
At night, after comforting the frightened horse, Jenna also closed her heavy eyes and slowly fell asleep.
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Crancia, Nedshire.
"Your Highness, where have you been these days?"
After returning to the caravan in the city, Mira looked curiously at the returning Loren Hill. The Highness was wearing boots and a hood, and seemed to have come a long way.
"Go to the east and find an old friend." Roland Hill untied the cord button at the collar, unbuttoned his jacket, revealing the tucked-in top, and tidied up his hair before sitting at the table and chair to rest.
"He'll be here soon, but I'm going to see the local officer in the next two days."
Loren Hill spoke of his decision.
"Okay, I'll make arrangements now." Mira nodded.