Chapter 76: Chasing and Intercepting

After killing the Tiger Party Governor Malachor Megaya, Mungo set a fire outside the commander's tent and ran back in the direction he came from.

At this time, the camp had turned into a sea of ​​fire. He felt dizzy and dizzy. The embers and smoke left by the burning were floating everywhere, making the air difficult to breathe and making it impossible for him to see.

The sky was spinning and everything looked the same. There was no reference nearby. Except for the land under his feet, he could not feel any difference.

Soon, Mungo's eyes were blurred by the smoke and lost in the sea of ​​fire. He could not even determine the direction before entering the camp.

A sudden burst of rapid bells came from the town of Veronces, which suddenly lifted his spirits. He immediately closed his eyes and ran in the opposite direction of the sound.

Until he could no longer feel the temperature of the flames and opened his eyes to find that the front had become extremely dark.

Next, Mungo was unwilling to move for a long time because his clothes were burned to ashes by the flames.

However, the bells shaking behind him clearly told him that the hair was still there, but this thought only made him feel more embarrassed.

After a long search, he finally found the horse he tied in the woods. Fortunately, there was a cloak in the package on the horse's back. Then, he found a Braavosi sword in the nearby bushes.

This rapier was also a weapon confiscated before. It was very exquisitely made, but it could only be used for stabbing. It was useless in the melee, so he hid this weapon here.

Mungo pulled out the sword. It flashed a pale and weak light in the dark. At least it could be used for self-defense when encountering enemies.

"Go back? The enemy must be searching everywhere. Hiding here for some time? It's better not to. Taking advantage of the chaos, it is the best time for Orver and others to pick me up. Let's go!"

Thinking of this, Mungo jumped on the horse's back, and with the bells of the town of Veronthus, he pulled the cloak with one hand and rode the black horse to the south.

Because this place is very close to the dock where the warships are docked, he did not move towards the direction of the Rhoan River in the east, but deviated to the west.

The journey home in the dark night seemed to never end, but he did not dare to stop, so he could only keep moving forward.

Suddenly, he stopped and listened attentively. From the left front came the faint sound of the rushing river, which did not sound too far away.

"It seems that this should be the fork of the Rhoan River."

Mungo thought, and immediately galloped there.

The sound of the water flow was getting closer and closer, and he began to be more alert. His body was as tight as a bowstring, and he observed any clues around him without slacking off.

The river whispered slightly in the dry grass. Mungo's hearing became more sensitive in the silent darkness. He could clearly feel some strangeness that should not belong to this place. He leaned on the horse's back and monitored the waterway in front with his peripheral vision.

"Click."

The sound of the crossbow flashed through his mind in an instant, and Mengge shuddered. He immediately jumped back with the strange power and determination naturally generated in his body.

Almost at the same moment, the black horse let out a blood-freezing cry, and countless crossbow arrows pierced its body.

At this moment, hundreds of torches lit up in front of him. Because Mengge had been in the dark for a long time, the light became very dazzling, and almost blinded his eyes for a while.

"Set up the shield, and the crossbowmen strung the strings."

Accompanied by a hoarse female voice, Mengge blinked hard, and then he saw the fully armed mercenaries holding crossbows. The crossbowmen did not dare to relax at all, and set up huge shields in front of them to prevent attacks.

The commander stood in the center of the team. He was a man riding a tall warhorse, wrapped in armor all over his body, leaving only a pair of cold eyes, which kept flashing cold light outside.

According to the information provided by the mercenary Bazi, this person should be the female member of the Windblown, the torturer, "Beauty" Merlis.

Although she is called "Beauty", she has no beauty in appearance or inner self. Before joining the Windblown, she was cruelly treated by nearly half of the members of another mercenary group, so her methods are also very cruel.

In fact, Merlis really hated attackers and fleeers. She severely executed the infantry commander Shufu Hungerford and thought carefully about how to torture him for a month before Mongo died.

As a close member of the "Prince of Ragged Clothes", the prince confided to her that Malachor would use Pentos as a reward, and one of the terms of the agreement they signed was to protect the safety of their employer.

In fact, it doesn't matter how many members died in the battle, but with Malachor's death, the future and reputation of the Windblown were lost overnight.

These thoughts lingered in Meris's mind, and she could not suppress her anger. Her voice was full of hatred and despair, and she roared:

"I curse you to die a miserable death."

"Crossbowmen, shoot."

As soon as the words fell, the crossbow was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, following closely, and the crossbow arrows flashed with a faint light, flying towards Mungo. He bent down, tensed up, and dodged left and right in the dry grass.

After a moment, the surroundings became dead silent, but for Meris, this still made her dare not relax. She learned from the screams and curses of the fleeing soldiers that the enemy seemed to be able to resist the damage of iron weapons. Although she did not see it with her own eyes, she still had to be careful.

"Crossbowmen, string the strings, and the infantry go forward to cover."

Hearing the command, Mungo was looking outside through the gaps in the bushes. Seeing that the order was not fake and deliberately tricked him to show up, he took advantage of the time when the crossbowman was changing arrows, seized the opportunity, stood up and ran.

The range of the crossbow can reach 350 yards. He is closer to the crossbowman and cannot escape, but the crossbow takes a long time to string. He drew the Braavos sword and rushed towards the enemy.

"Watch out ahead, he's coming." Meris shouted at the top of her throat.

Mungo's heart jumped to his throat again. He hit hard, and the giant shield exploded in all directions. Now, it was his turn to attack. He kept hitting the enemy's head with his fists. The armor was completely unable to defend against his strength. With every punch, someone would fall to the ground with a twisted neck.

Seeing that the infantry could not stop the giant's advance, the pressure made the crossbowmen immediately give up stringing and fly back.

Mungo shouted loudly and stabbed the enemy in front of him several times. The infantry suffered heavy casualties and quickly retreated. He leaped forward and rushed to the middle of the group of crossbowmen. The narrow Braavosi sword was used as a heavy sword in his hand. As the sword flashed, several more corpses appeared on the ground.

"Infantrymen, move forward, crossbowmen, retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Merlis shouted at the entangled crossbowmen: "Don't stop there!"

Because she was horrified to find that, as the fleeing soldiers said, this man's whole body was as hard as steel, and the sword couldn't even pierce his skin.

The crossbowmen scattered and retreated in panic. Most of them were still in shock and couldn't even walk steadily. Mungo kept waving his rapier and kept approaching the enemy.

In this chaos, Merlis's panicked head was really hard to notice that the giant was also closing the distance between the two of them. She was still shouting and commanding the infantry to launch a counterattack.

Finally, Mungo felt that there was no need to delay any longer. He suddenly rushed towards the direction of the sound, then reached out and grabbed Meris's belt and pulled it off the warhorse with force. The rapier flashed with a cold light and pierced into her eye socket through the gap in the armor.

The screams echoed along the banks of the Rhoyne River. Meris made a terrible sound and kept cursing the giant in front of her and the mercenaries who were afraid to move forward. But no matter how much she cursed, others did not dare to approach. They already knew how powerful Mungo was.

"There is a boat on the river. Our reinforcements are coming." The mercenaries cheered.

"Just one boat, what's the use? Even if they come, they will definitely be killed." Someone muttered impatiently, and the cheers stopped abruptly.

Mungo stepped on the head of the "beauty" and looked into the distance. He recognized that it was a rowing boat. At this time, it was about thirty yards away from the shore, and there was an oil lamp hanging on the bow.

Under the light, the slave sailor could be seen rowing hard towards this place. He stepped hard on Meris's chest until a large piece of the armor collapsed. Then, he blew a long whistle at the rowing boat.

"Great Mungo Khal, Maester Bas Porter is at your service."