Tom had no ti to look again as the enemy had already rapidly approached them.
He was about to order to shoot arrows, but then the situation took an unexpected turn. Anton, who had been quiet, suddenly jumped out from behind them and ran towards the group of Black Armored Cavalry, shouting as he went.
"Wait, I’m not with them, I am also from the Silver Moon Church! My na is Anton, and I am the Universal Language teacher sent to the Arias family!"
"Fool! Co back!" Tom had barely finished speaking when Anton was already less than ten steps away from the foremost Rider.
Then the Universal Language teacher saw the other pull out the long sword from his waist.
"It’s true! I really am from the Silver Moon Chur..." Anton pleaded, but before he could finish his sentence, the sword in the knight’s hand had already fallen, rcilessly striking his chest!
The Universal Language teacher let out a scream, fell to the ground, and his blood splattered out, scattering among the bushes nearby, like blossoming small red flowers.
By then, Tom had no ti to care about whether he lived or died, and bellowed, "Fire!"
The Black Hound’s warriors all pressed the chanism, and the crossbow arrows shot from the bow arms, bringing a gust of wind!
The two sides were now only twenty or thirty steps apart, and with the aid of laser sights, even though they were shooting at moving targets, the accuracy was still sowhat assured, with at least half of the arrows hitting their mark.
Unfortunately, the opponents were also protected by full armor, and most of the shots Tom and his n landed were on the non-vital parts of the armor.
Although the cavalry were hit by arrows, they rely grunted a few tis and kept advancing in pain, except one Black Hound warrior whose shot strayed badly yet turned out to be serendipitous as it hit a warhorse in the eye. The great horse neighed and collapsed to the ground.
And together with it, its rider was thrown off, and thereafter they even tripped another horse that could not dodge in ti, creating a bit of chaos.
Tom was now regretting why he had chosen to target the n rather than the horses.
But there was no helping it; this was the cost of growth.
Many famous commanders too had faced defeat after defeat before becoming renowned. Tom, when he was a rcenary, was not a leader in his team; it was only after joining the Black Hounds that he had the opportunity to lead a small squad on his own.
Plus, being highly tense at the mont, it was inevitable for him to overlook certain things in his command.
But now was not the ti for reflection. There was no ti to reload the hand crossbow, so Tom simply tossed it aside and rushed forward with his sword drawn.
A direct confrontation was impossible, after all, the opposition was cavalry.
Tom rely feinted an attack, then imdiately dodged to the side to deal with the cavalry.
In comparison, his Lizardman Warriors were much more straightforward, waving their shields and weapons and shouting as they ran towards their enemy, only to be t by a sword strike from the opponents. They raised their Dragon Scale Shields to block, but the next mont both the n and the shields were knocked to the ground.
The Dragon Scale Shields were indeed hard enough to remain unscathed under the strike, but the charge of the cavalry was also very strong.
Even with armor protecting them, the Lizardman Warriors weren’t instantly killed face-to-face like the Universal Language teacher, but the impact was severe, leaving many of them unable to get up from the ground for quite so ti.
Perhaps it was the inspiration from the miracle of Li Yu walking on water earlier, but now all mbers of the Black Hound Guard were charged up as if injected with adrenaline, their morale skyrocketing. And because the Black Armored Cavalry had previously split into two groups, the Black Hound Guard now had a nurical advantage on this front.
One man was knocked down, and another nearby comrade charged at the rider on the horse.
Taking advantage of the mont when the cavalry was also stunned by the recoil and unable to attack, he briskly pounced and pulled the enemy off the horse.
anwhile, Tom the squad leader also found his command rhythm, quickly saying, "Aim for the horse’s legs, force them off their mounts!"
And indeed, this tactic proved quite effective.
Except for one who managed to breakthrough, the remaining five cavalry mbers were forced to jump off their horses.
However, even dismounted, facing nearly double the enemies, those Black Armored Cavalry showed no signs of panic. They didn’t even call for help from the other group, but calmly drew their swords to et their foes.
Tom charged at the nearest enemy and then to a Lizardman Warrior who wanted to assist, he said, "Leave this guy to , go help the others."
The squad leader’s resolute eyes and confident tone boosted his stylish value trendously in front of his subordinates, making his figure more imposing.
However, once they clashed, Tom was surprised to find himself utterly suppressed!
The swordsmanship of the cavalry he was facing was terrifyingly strong. Tom was considered one among the more skilled in the rcenary ranks, but against this opponent, he could mostly only defend and take hits, with almost no chance to counterattack.
This was still thanks to his superior equipnt; otherwise, Tom figured he might already be lying down.
Continuing this way, his defeat was only a matter of ti.
So, throwing concern for his pride aside, Tom shouted, "Soone, soone, this one is tough!"
Though the squad leader contradicted himself, the Lizardman Warriors still obliged. Hearing his call for help, soone quickly ca over, but even two against one, they barely managed to hold their own against the Black Armored Cavalry.
Thus, Tom began to think deviously, saying to the Lizardman Warrior fighting alongside him, "I’ll hold him here, you, go pick up the Hand Crossbow, load an Arrow, and shoot him."
Since the Lizardn didn’t speak Universal Language and had only learned a few battle-related words, Tom, who only spoke diocre Lizardman Language, had to repeat the complex command several tis, so much so that the enemy Black Armored Cavalry understood what Tom intended to do.
His sword movents suddenly beca more fierce, significantly increasing the pressure on Tom. Fortunately, the Lizardman Warrior understood his command and imdiately abandoned his opponent to retrieve the discarded Hand Crossbow.
anwhile, Tom used all his skills to desperately hold off the opponent.
He even got injured on his left hand and nearly got a sword to his neck, which made him break out in a cold sweat, but fortunately, he managed to hold out until the Hand Crossbow was ready.
The Lizardman Warrior didn’t aim for a vital spot, rely targeting the enemy’s lower leg and firing the Arrow. Although the Black Armored Cavalry tried hard to dodge, at such close range, and with the aid of a laser sight, the Arrow could not miss.
Sharp, agonizing pain surged through his lower leg, nearly immobilizing it.
Tom, of course, wouldn’t miss this rare opportunity and imdiately and tenaciously tangled with him again.
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