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Chapter 79: Devour these native cavalry!
"Hahaha! Run! You lowly farmers!"
The native cavalrymen laughed wildly; the thrill of chasing their prey and watching it struggle in fear sent their adrenaline soaring.
Jiang Ming, riding his gray warhorse, listened to the screams behind him, his brows furrowed beneath his visor.
He didn't turn around.
At this distance, any excessive pity is irresponsible towards one's own life.
"hiss--"
Xu Shishi hugged Jiang Ming tightly around the waist, buried her face in his back armor, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Although she was afraid, she remained remarkably clear-headed.
If Jiang Ming hadn't pulled her back, she might be the one turned into mincemeat right now.
"drive!"
Jiang Ming spurred his warhorse on again.
Despite its incredible weight, this Lv.4 warhorse began foaming at the mouth during this long run.
Fortunately, the school's back gate is just a stone's throw away.
"Old Wang! Old Li! Run faster! Don't stop!"
Jiang Ming roared.
Wang Yang and Li Bin, who were following behind, were already pale and their lungs felt like they were on fire. They were mechanically moving their legs, relying entirely on their enhanced physical fitness and survival instincts.
Hearing Jiang Ming's roar, the two of them mustered their last bit of strength and charged through the school's open iron gate like two cannonballs.
Zhong Chengyu followed closely behind, and although he was a few steps behind, he escaped unscathed.
Jiang Ming pulled on the reins, and the warhorse neighed loudly, its four hooves leaving sparks as it slid across the concrete ground, coming to a screeching halt in the open space.
He dismounted.
The metal combat boots landed with a dull thud.
His silver knight armor was covered in dark red bloodstains, marks left from when he had killed warhorses and native cavalry.
Su Xiaoxiao and Xu Shishi slid off the horse, their faces pale, their legs weak and almost unable to stand.
"Huff... huff..."
Wang Yang and Li Bin collapsed on the lawn like two dying dogs, their chests heaving violently and their throats emitting a bellows-like panting sound.
"Jiang...Brother Jiang...This is so damn...exciting..."
While gagging, Wang Yang managed to squeeze out a few words intermittently, but his face wore a twisted smile of relief, as if he had survived a catastrophe.
Just then.
A series of hurried footsteps came from the side.
Zhao Yanzhi carried the fine-quality composite bow on his back, followed by twelve members of the archery club.
This group was fully armed. Although their equipment was not as luxurious as Jiang Ming's team, each of them carried a composite bow and had homemade weapons at their waists.
They were drawn here by the sound of horses' hooves that sounded like muffled thunder.
"Jiang Ming?"
Zhao Yanzhi looked at the disheveled yet fierce team before him, his gaze finally settling on Jiang Ming's blood-stained armor and the tall horse that was snorting loudly.
His pupils contracted sharply.
Warhorses!
Where did he get that?!
In this paralyzed world, the significance of a living warhorse is self-evident.
"Where did this horse come from?"
Zhao Yanzhi's voice was filled with undisguised envy and greed.
Jiang Ming did not answer immediately.
He reached out and pulled off his mask, pointing in the direction outside the school gate.
"The delivery guy is here."
"What?" Zhao Yanzhi was stunned for a moment.
"Behind us is a group of native cavalry from Locke Town, about twenty or so, all around Lv.8, and an elite captain at Lv.10."
Jiang Ming's voice was flat, as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.
"They're chasing after us and trying to kill us."
Upon hearing the words "Lv.10 Elite Captain," the expressions of the club members behind Zhao Yanzhi instantly changed.
They are currently mostly only at Lv.2 or Lv.3, and they have to be very careful when facing Lv.5 monsters.
Lv.8?
Or were they organized cavalry units?
This is practically suicide!
"Jiang Ming! Are you crazy? Bringing a monster of this level to the school?!" a boy from the archery club exclaimed in horror.
Zhao Yanzhi remained silent.
He stared intently at Jiang Ming, then glanced at the warhorse.
As a seasoned leader, his thought process is completely different from that of ordinary people.
fear?
No.
He saw no fear in Jiang Ming's eyes.
All I saw was... the will to fight.
"Can you kill him?"
Zhao Yanzhi licked his slightly chapped lips and asked the most crucial question.
"Can be killed."
Jiang Ming took the heavy black iron horse-slaying sword from beside the saddle, its tip pointing to the ground.
"They are humanoid beings."
"Without the damage reduction of the Thick-skinned Bull, without the strange abilities of those beasts."
"An arrow to the throat will kill, a severed thigh will cripple."
"and……"
Jiang Ming paused, a cruel smile curving his lips.
"They are a treasure trove."
"Leather armor, spears, warhorses, coins... every native cavalryman is a walking treasure chest."
Gudong.
Zhao Yanzhi clearly heard himself swallowing.
The members behind him, whose eyes had initially been filled with fear, gradually changed their expressions.
That's when the gambler saw the mountain of chips.
That's because the hungry wolf smelled blood.
In this semi-digitalized alien world, humanoid creatures are indeed easier to kill than beast-like creatures!
"Let's do it!"
Zhao Yanzhi suddenly took down the composite bow, his eyes flashing with astonishing brilliance.
"How do we fight?"
Jiang Ming pointed to the two open iron gates.
"Your men go and fire a volley of arrows to weaken them, and I will face them head-on. Whoever kills them gets the natives' spoils."
"make a deal."
Zhao Yanzhi didn't waste any words; desire overwhelmed fear.
He whirled around and roared at the twelve trembling members behind him, "Did you all hear that? If you don't want to be scum forever, if you don't want to be trampled underfoot, then draw your bows! Kill one, and the equipment you take is yours!"
"And the warhorses too!"
Under the reward, there must be a brave man.
The members, who had initially looked fearful, suddenly began to breathe heavily.
They stared at the horse Jiang Ming was leading behind him, jealousy and greed fermenting in their chests.
"Let's do it!"
"Listen to the president!"
Zhao Yanzhi quickly directed everyone to disperse.
They used the open iron gate and walls at the school entrance as cover, nocking arrows on their bowstrings.
Jiang Ming said to Su Xiaoxiao and Xu Shishi beside him, "You two find a good place to hide, and remember to give me a buff when the fight starts."
"Mmm-hmm." Su Xiaoxiao, being sensible, didn't say a word more and pulled Xu Shishi, whose legs were weak, back away.
"Old Wang, Old Li."
Jiang Ming gripped the hilt of the black iron horse-slaying sword with both hands, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the ground.
"You guard my two flanks and fight off the invading natives; whoever leads them will be mine."
Wang Yang spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and the Blazing Battle Axe dragged a trail of sparks across the cement ground.
"As long as it's not a charge on horseback, I'm not afraid of anything."
Li Bin didn't speak, but silently gripped the highly toxic piercing device in his hand.
The earth began to tremble.
That was the resonance caused by more than a dozen warhorses galloping at the same time.
"They're here!"
"Release the arrows!"