Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

Kashin turned around and shot two arrows in a row. The arrows shot out like meteors, with a sharp sound of wind. The opponent leaned back tactically and dodged the arrows narrowly. He was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The frightened cavalryman had just recovered his seat when the wolf under his crotch let out a shrill cry and was hit by an arrow in the chest, instantly collapsing to the ground. The cavalryman was thrown out by inertia, drawing an awkward arc in the air.

The other mercenary hunters were sharp-eyed and shot an arrow based on their keen combat instincts. Before the cavalry in the air could adjust their posture, the arrow hit their shoulder. The arrow was deeply embedded in their shoulder and they fell heavily into the wheat field, raising a cloud of dust.

The enemy had hundreds of light cavalry who were proficient in horse riding and archery. They served as the main force and engaged in a fierce battle with Kashin and his men, fighting a desperate battle.

However, the opponent ran out of energy after shooting two arrows, and his accuracy was greatly reduced, and he couldn't help but feel depressed. Such a tired state made them realize that they had no confidence in winning.

We can only hold back these despicable demons, buy time for the main force, and fight to the death with the hope of martyrdom.

Kashin rescued his companion whose mount was shot dead by the enemy and shouted:

"Hurry up!"

Let it sit behind you, and then run back.

Kashin added:

"Senior, after taking the medicine, go back to the forest and join your assassin brothers. Without your mount, there is not enough time to get used to a new mount, so let's switch to fighting on foot..." Kashin shouted.

"Thank you, sir, for saving my life. I am grateful for your kindness..." said the rescued companion gratefully.

"You're welcome. You and I fought side by side and we are friends who have risked our lives for each other. Let's not talk about that!" Kashin responded in a firm and heroic tone.

After running about 300 meters, Kashin put down the mercenary hunter behind him, let out a long howl from the silver wolf under his crotch, and rushed towards the enemy again. His agile figure was like a silver lightning.

Next, a light cavalry of the order was hungry and had poor fighting ability, which gave Kashin and his men a great opportunity.

Even the scouts made frequent gains with their alchemical weapons and recurve bows, and shouts of victory were heard from the battlefield from time to time.

After more than an hour of fierce fighting, the two thousand light cavalry were completely defeated, and hundreds of cavalry fled upon hearing the news.

After Kashin counted the number of people with a serious expression, he found that only six people were injured and none of them were in danger of life. It was just a false alarm.

He decisively ordered: "Let them go back to heal their wounds on their own, and the others should search for the enemy separately. Remember to bring enough supplies..."

Each senior mercenary hunter brings a scout tactical soldier, adopts a hunting state, transports supplies to support the senior mercenary hunters in combat, and adopts the approach of one person tracking a team to begin the encirclement and suppression of the church's armed forces.

They were all accompanied by scouting birds or hunting dogs. They returned to the supply base in the mountains to load as many supplies as possible, and then dispersed, their figures gradually disappearing in the distance.

Kashin tracked the white-robed priest alone, hatred flashing in his eyes.

He had suffered at the hands of the prophetic pastor in the church, and would never let go of anyone wearing the same pastoral robe.

In the wheat fields, there were only thousands of ownerless wolves, wandering around the battlefield, whimpering softly.

Their masters have long since become cold corpses, and they have turned to humans for food. This has long become a genetic memory, and the wolf packs get close to humans in order to have no worries about food.

The choice of the wolf to rely on humans is also a kind of survival wisdom.

In the stronghold deep in the mountains, after the army was sufficiently supplied, the team set out on their return journey with six wounded soldiers.

Since they had sufficient supplies before, they did not need any additional supplies this time.

In order to save precious supplies, the hunters of the Mercenary Association even gave up the convenient means of transportation such as the wolf, and resolutely decided to track the enemy with their own tenacious feet.

At this moment, Master Sendi also set off riding on his majestic war eagle.

He didn't even have time to rest for a moment. He was only thinking about locating the enemy as quickly as possible and finding the right opportunity to destroy it in one fell swoop.

His Royal Highness the Prince bowed deeply to Master Sendi and said with gratitude: "Master, you have worked hard. Our army has experienced a long period of fighting and running around. Now we are exhausted. We really don't have the strength to hold back those enemies. It's really a pity..."

Master Sendi waved his hand and said, "Your Highness, you are too polite. As far as I know, the enemies in this area cannot get enough food. They have no choice but to eat soil, tree bark and grass roots.

So we absolutely cannot let them escape unscathed. And at this moment, our companions who are chasing us have seized this perfect opportunity and have already started to take action against the enemy!"

Hearing this, His Royal Highness showed a gratified smile on his face, and then said: "That's great, please express my gratitude to the armed forces of Sheldon Castle.

They have braved all the hardships and traveled a long distance to come here, and have endured all the way, just to wait for this moment to come. Their efforts are really arduous and extraordinary. If there is a chance, this king will definitely reward them well..."

"Your Highness, please restore order as soon as possible. The city should not be opened for the time being. No one can be trusted before the city's population has been educated. Unexpected situations may occur at any time..." After saying that, Sendy got on Zhuangzhuang's back and flew into the air.

After the chaos, His Royal Highness sat in his spacious and solemn study, concentrating on dealing with the pile of official business.

The area outside the city and on the city walls had just experienced a fierce battle, and there were wreckage and ruins everywhere. What was even more shocking was the thousands of unclaimed corpses.

These corpses will soon emit a disgusting stench, posing a serious threat to the health and safety of city residents and must be disposed of directly.

In order to solve this urgent problem, His Royal Highness the Prince acted decisively and issued a high reward order to mobilize civilians to participate in the work of clearing corpses and cleaning the city.

The news quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys, and people responded to the call and actively devoted themselves to this arduous but significant task to easily earn gold coins.

Two days later, the sun was high in the sky, shining on the post road. In the distance, a magnificent team was slowly advancing.

Leading the group was none other than Senior Doomsday Fireball, who rode a tall and mighty elk, followed closely by a group of heroic royal guards and mysterious magicians.

Behind this team, the families of the three earls were being escorted. It turned out that when Doomsday Fireball led his army to the city, these earls knew that the situation was hopeless, so they decisively chose to surrender to avoid being annihilated.

These once-prominent nobles were now dejected and lonely, because they failed to stick to their noble positions and chose to compromise in the face of the church's coercion and inducement, thus losing their dignity and honor.

However, since they woke up in time and surrendered voluntarily, they may still be treated leniently by His Royal Highness the Prince.

According to convention, they would most likely be demoted to commoners, but at least their family members would be spared severe punishment and their lives would be saved.