Chapter 54 The Tyrannical General (2/2)

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Fleeing from Primal Wildfire Town, Shaar slightly relaxed in his heart and thought that he managed to escape this mess while feeling slightly proud. Suddenly, he heard rapid hoofbeat from behind and noticed that a team of cavalrymen arrived and they were passing the city gate!

Galloping in the wind while raising a cloud of dust behind them, this team of cavalrymen who were wearing black armor quickly swept across the field!

Seeing Shaar breaking through the gate, the pursuing soldiers started to shout and curse. The knight riding at the front immediately caught up with him without hesitation. While galloping, his body was sticking to the horseback and he was wielding a claw hammer!

Just as Shaar was hit by his horse, he only had enough time to straighten his shield…… With a loud bang, his whole body was sent flying by the impact against the galloping horse. His shield split up from the strong collision and Shaar even made several somersaults while he was falling to the ground before finally landing.

The knight rode a stretch before he managed to turn around his horse. He straightened his body and he was still wielding the claw hammer while his face was covered by a helmet with a lowered visor. His eyes flashed with a surprised look as he rode forward before raising his hand to stop the incoming infantry.

“Such a sturdy kid! Let’s see if you can take a hit from my hammer!” The knight started to laugh, but Shaar already stood up. Seeing a dozen cavalry blocking his front and a group of infantry blocking his back, he knew that there was no way to escape. Even if he ran fast, he knew that he could not outrun a horse. With his temper flaring up, he started to shout angrily: “You are relying on horsepower, if you have the skill, come down and try me!”

That knight gawked and hesitated a moment before hearing a commanding voice from the cavalrymen behind him: “Kevin, try him.”

This voice was vigorous and dignified with an imposing aura, the kind of tone that one could not resist. The knight called Kevin listened and started to laugh. He stood up then immediately jumped down from his horse before pulling out a cross sword from his saddle. Throwing the sword towards Shaar, he proclaimed: “Come on, pick it up kid. I won’t take advantage of you.”

Shaar looked around a bit and noticed that there were approximately over hundred knights in this cavalry group and the horses were all superior warhorses. The men were tall and strong, giving off a valiant feeling of something that one could not describe. Their backs were as straight as a javelin; they were wearing light black armors and had either hammers or longswords hanging from their waist. After stopping their horses, they immediately arranged into a cone-shaped formation and surrounded a middle-aged knight just like the stars surrounded the moon.

That middle-aged knight was wearing a black fur lined robe and he was not wearing any armor. On his back he wore a black cloak which was making flapping noises with the wind. He did not take part in the cone-shaped formation and on his saddle a longsword was hanging. Grasping the reins with one hand, he lifted the other to sign the incoming infantries to stop their advance.

This middle-aged knight had a valiant appearance, thick eyebrows and this facial features radiated a majestic aura. He had a high nose bridge and his lips were pressed together, normally this kind of person had a very indomitable temper. Unfortunately, his mighty look was disturbed by an oblique scar under his left eyebrow reaching to his mouth, as if his whole face was split in two! It had an especially hideous fierce quality.

Sitting on his horse, one could see that he had broad shoulders, a narrow waist and he appeared actually three times as stronger than men standing before him. When his eyes swept over Shaar, Shaar noticed that this man’s stare could make others tremble!

That fellow sitting there radiated such a ferocious look which was impossible to conceal. Even that deep scar on his face did not reduce his dignity. Not only was it not ugly, it actually made him look more manly and unyielding!

That guy is a big shot! Shaar immediately made that judgement in his mind.

“Kid, take up the sword let’s have a try.” This knight called Kevin was raised his claw hammer and slowly approached him. Shaar snorted and spit on the floor, before pulling out his fire pitchfork from his waist. Gripping tightly in his hand, he stared coldly towards this Kevin.

Just from the one exchange a moment ago, Shaar immediately judged that the strength of this fellow was three times stronger than Rahim whom he met on Primal Wildfire.