Dawn of the Grey Tower

When the horse is on the grassland, it does not feel dangerous, even if it is galloping towards you, the capable grassland people can hold the horse's neck and turn over.

But when you are in a narrow corridor, and the sound of horse hooves behind you is extremely heavy, spears, machetes, hammers, and various weapons suitable for use on horseback are the associations it gives people. The sound of da da was like the footsteps of the **** of death. The **** of death was so hungry and thirsty that he even changed his four legs to run towards his goal.

The sickle of death is flashing with cold light, and it may strike at any time, and the fragile body may be torn apart by the icy blade at any time.

"Don't be stunned! Run!"

Kylas's sudden roar pulled Atta back from his trance. Humans can't compete with horses in speed, but they don't need to be faster than horses. As long as they rush into the proving ground in front, they can avoid the offenders behind them.

But the short walk from the corridor to the testing ground actually became so long under the urging of the sound of hooves, as if every movement of the body had become three times slower, unable to step out.

When Atta rushed out of the corridor, she didn't even know how many steps she ran, maybe only three steps, maybe five steps, maybe ten steps, or even shorter. I felt that if I had to compare it with my previous experience, it would only be the time I faced the evil **** on the sky tree.

But fortunately, until she fell forward, the icy blade failed to catch up, and the sound of horses' hooves whizzed past her, as if mixed with a regretful sigh of death. She raised her head, and a few strands of small chestnut hair fell slowly in the air, which was cut off by something.

"clatter!"

The sound of the hooves stopped at the end of the proving ground. There was no neighing, no gruff, nothing like the movement of a living horse.

This is of course. If there was a living horse before, Kailas would have noticed it as early as when he went down the stairs. In addition to hearing, the cat fairy has a very developed sense of smell, and the smell of livestock cannot be completely eradicated. He won't miss it.

Before looking at the attacker, Atta first looked at Kailas who fell to the other side. Thanks to her size, the cat fairy was in a better state than her.

At this time, Kailas had returned to a standing position with upright legs, holding a short spear made of sand in his hand. This short spear was gradually becoming longer and adjusted to be able to pose a real threat to the horse. After confirming that his companions were safe, Atta finally saw the true face of the attacker.

At the end of the training ground, in the darkness, an armored warhorse suddenly stood. No, no, that's not a warhorse in armor, that's an armor!

A complete horse armor, with no flesh inside, stood there like a ghost, and the empty eye sockets were disturbing and frightening. Fortunately, the knight riding on the armored horse was still flesh and blood. He was wearing a coarse cloth jacket, as rough and shabby as a scarecrow's clothes, and his hair was messy like straw, covering his young face.

Judging from his stature, this rider should be small, at most fifteen or sixteen years old, which also made him form a strong contrast with the long-handled broad-blade battle axe in his hand. How did that emaciated arm hold a terrifying weapon the size of a human face with the blade of an axe? It's a question, like why he's riding a moving armor.

"Oh, that little girl can act better than she looks."

Kailas stared at the knight who suddenly appeared, but he was still talking about the female mage who led them into the trap. It stands to reason that the cat fairy is hard to be deceived, and his experience and qualifications are more able to expose lies than Atta's vague sense of human emotions.

But Kate did the right thing, she didn't show the slightest kindness to the two of them, everything was reluctant, and this reluctance really couldn't be more true.

In other words, the female mage used the truth to cover up the lie, and she used the displeasure of the coerced person to hide her intention to bring the two into a trap. It's not that clever, but it does work.

"Forget it, what's going on?"

Atta got up, pulled out the Flakragg, and pointed the blade at a young child, making it somewhat uncomfortable. Considering the steel warhorse and the terrifying battle axe, this is a necessary precaution.

Besides, the other party didn't hesitate when he attacked them. If Atta's action was slower, it wouldn't be just her hair that flew down at this time.

"Magic, it should be the means of those mages. But I'm not very sure, I feel that there are other things." Kailas squinted his eyes, and the cat pupils adjusted the focus in the dim light.

The battle axe, hanging on the ground, the tip of the spear at the top of the axe splashed sparks on the ground. The young man on horseback was unusually thin and was by no means a real knight.

This is not a warrior, let alone a knight. Every part of him is so fragile, and although he is surrounded by terrifying mounts and weapons, it cannot hide the weakness of that body.

However, the other party did not wait for the two of them to plan further. The footsteps of the war horse moved forward again, the tip of the battle axe was aimed at Ata, and the horrific sound of horse hooves swept in along with the evil wind!

The female swordsman let out a sigh of relief, showing no expression to the enemy rushing towards her. Her eyes were fixed on the weapon in the opponent's hand and the wrist holding the weapon, waiting for the moment when the two of them crossed each other.

That moment came quickly, the axe gun was facing Ata's chest, without any fancy movements, purely relying on the impact of speed and weight. Therefore, UU reading www.uukanshu. com it is also the hardest to hide.

Meeting such an attack head-on is challenging, but necessary if the fight is to end quickly. Because the opponent's mount has no flesh and blood, it does not have the problem of physical exhaustion like a real war horse. The premise of a war of attrition does not hold. Relying on rolling or moving to avoid the impact will only make you run around the field chased by the opponent. situation.

Instead, try your best at the beginning.

Having said that, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to avoid the shock of the knight head-on. The panic and hesitation caused by the horsepower plus the shock leaves little time for people to react and give feedback.

Of course, this is not a chaotic battlefield, and the opponent is oncoming. Atta has more opportunities to plan his actions. But this is still a battle of life and death, and there is only one chance, and only a moment.

Horseshoes, from far to near, stepped on the female swordsman's heartbeat step by step. No one could help her, not Kailas, and no one else, and she had to face the sharp point of the spear herself. Life, death, will be revealed before the next breath.

The tip of the gun, the figure, staggered, and the cat fairy on the other side couldn't see the specific situation at that moment. The horse is still running forward. Atta, half kneeling on the ground, the magic sword in his hand resting on his knees.

"Taran!" This kind of situation made Kailas think that something bad might come true. He rushed towards Ata eagerly, but the scene of blood splattering in his imagination did not happen. Instead, it was The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

"Bang!" Kailas turned his head and saw that the rear hoof of the war horse was missing. The smooth section split the leg of the horse armor in two, leaving a small piece of hoof left on the spot.

The warhorse, which lost one foot, could no longer maintain its balance, and fell heavily into the dust together with its knight.