Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 The head of the "tomahawk bone" cut the double-edged axe in his hand towards the raised table, hoping to split the table in front of him and the young man behind.

　　 This is naturally because he thinks too much. The table made of Populus euphratica is of very good quality and very heavy, which caused his axe to be stuck on the table.

　　 And because of this reaction force, the head of the group was directly staggered and almost fell to the ground.

　　 After receiving the shock, Corleone did not stop his steps. Although he paused for a while, he immediately continued to raise the table and rush forward.

　　 Now the team leader could only turn around and ran out of the corridor first. When the other members saw the team leader running out, they all followed.

　　 The mercenaries stood outside the door, hoping that the guy holding the table rushed out of the door, so that they would definitely be hacked to death by everyone.

After head 　　 ran out of the gate, one of his men threw the scimitar in his hand to him, and he drew the dagger from his waist.

　　 But Corleone was not as naive as they thought. When he rushed to the door, he stopped and threw the table to the door.

　　 And he himself flashed behind the wall next to the door, holding a big sword in both hands, waiting for the other person to come in, Corleone knew that he could not rush out rashly, that would be death.

　　 The fighting sound of the two parties awakened several guests in other rooms. Some people even opened the door and looked around.

　　 When they saw the young man holding a big sword leaning against the wall and there were many mercenaries holding weapons outside the door, they quickly closed the door.

　　 The "big head" outside was full of chagrin, and he felt that his foolproof plan had made such a serious mistake.

　　 He pulled the hotel owner Fat Lun to his side and asked, "Are you sure these people have all drunk black tea? How can this guy be like a okay person!"

　　 "You believe me, I watched them drink with my own eyes. Everyone drank at least one drink, and the one-eyed old man drank three more!" Fei Lun replied.

　　 "Why is this guy still standing! The effect of this anesthetic is amazing, **** bastard, you definitely didn't do your job well!"

　　Fei Lun pushed away his hands on his head and said angrily: "I trusted your eldest brother to participate in this action. I guarantee that they all drink. Who knows that this kid will wake up again."

The head of 　　 also had a very ugly face, and he whispered at the two who quarreled: "What are you arguing about, do you want to bring the patrol team over? In that case, the fat sheep you got will fly away!"

　　 "And you guys, why did you all run out!?" The team leader pointed at the other team members and cursed.

　　 None of these mercenaries responded, and they didn't dare to provoke the angrily leader.

The head of 　　 thought he was speaking very quietly, but Corleone, who was hiding behind the wall, heard it clearly. Now he felt very angry. He didn't expect that the enthusiastic hotel owner turned out to be a sinister villain.

　　 "What should I do, how should I respond?" Corleone thought anxiously.

　　 There are dozens of mercenaries outside the door, among them there are a few archers. At this time, he is only one person, and the space outside is still very large. This is not like the last battle in Buhler Village.

　　 In the last battle, Corleone was able to defeat so many robbers because of the narrow streets in the village, but this time I’m afraid it won’t work.

　　 "Rushing recklessly can indeed kill a lot of enemies, but what about the back? If they are killed, what will happen to Fackney and Pauly lying in the room?"

　　Because of the concerns in his heart, Corleone was not as impulsive as before, but desperately thinking about the way to deal with it.

　　 But the mercenaries outside were getting impatient, and some people suggested that they rush in with a shield and a short spear to form a battle formation.

　　 Using a shield to block the attack, and at the same time stab the enemy with several short spears, that young man would definitely not be able to prevent it with a big sword alone.

　　 And also let the archer follow behind and start shooting again.

　　 So the 6-person phalanx led by the regiment commander planned to enter the hotel again to launch an offensive, and the mercenaries at the back waited for the regiment commander to enter before they all followed up.

Corleone inside 　　 had an idea and thought of a way. He raised the table that had fallen on the ground upright and stood at the door.

　　 The mercenaries outside thought he was about to rush out, so they all stopped, planning to wait for Corleone to come out before attacking his side.

　　 Corleone stopped at the same place holding the table, then struck the door frame desperately with a big sword, and shouted to the sky: "It's on fire! It's on fire! Come and put out the fire!"

　　 "Shut up! You **** guy! Shut up!" The captain yelled nervously.

　　 But where does Corleone care about what the leader thinks, he is still yelling loudly.

　　 The guests in the hotel were panicked. Some people walked out of the room and planned to escape from the hotel, but in fact there was no fire in the hotel.

　　 After these guests rushed out, they found that many mercenaries were holding swords against the gate. Some of the guests were not defenseless and had drawn out their weapons.

Seeing that the situation in front of him became more and more chaotic, the group leader hurriedly shouted: "Don't listen to that kid's nonsense, today is because one of my men was attacked and injured by this guy and his accomplices. I just came to seek justice! "

　　 "The rest of you can leave safely. I will never hurt you. I am the head of the'Tomahawk Bone' mercenary group. I must have heard of my reputation!"

　　 Now all the guests reacted, seeing that there was no smoke or fire in the hotel, and they believed a lot about the leader's words. After hearing the name "Tomahawk Bone", they believed most of them.

　　 After all, the "Tomahawk Bone" group has a good reputation in the outside world, at least it is relatively safe in doing things, and there is no bad behavior.

　　 "Does what you say counts?" one of the guests asked.

　　 "Of course, after you take your own things, I swear by the reputation of the ‘Tomahawk Bone’ group that I will never hurt you a single bit!"

　　 Then these guests all chose to escape from the hotel~www.readwn.com~ and Corleone returned to the house. In fact, his goal had been achieved.

　　 Because Corleone heard the howl of a bone dog not far away, it seems that the Shaq patrol is coming soon.

The head of 　　 also heard the barking of the dog, his face became even more ugly, that stinky face was like a twisted twist, and he wanted to chop this kid into meat sauce.

　　 It is no longer appropriate to send someone to rush into the hotel at this time. You must know that fighting is forbidden in Scone City, and those who violate it will either be driven out of the city or put in jail.

　　Only the arena is a "legal" killing site, and no other places work. This is the rule of Scone City.

　　 Soon, the Shak patrol with dozens of people rushed to the door of the hotel, watching the raging crowd in front of them, the headed Shaq officer frowned.

　　 This Shak officer has always been full of aversion to humans. If he hadn't worshipped and obeyed the great "Stone Demon" leader, he would definitely kill every human being he saw.

　　 "You little nuns! What are you trying to do here? I don't know if fighting is forbidden in the city!"

　　 "This lord, one of my subordinates was attacked by someone in the hotel and was seriously injured. I am only here to take revenge. There is absolutely no other meaning." The head of the wicked complained first.

　　 "I don't care if you avenge or not. Anyone who dares to fight in the city will get out of Scone or die by my sword!"

　　 The Shaq officer made no secret of his dislike of humans, and had never thought of putting them in jail.

　　 After finishing speaking, the Shaq officer raised the long machete in his hand. The other soldiers did the same. Several Shak soldiers also raised the crossbow in his hand.

　　 The skull dogs under their feet showed fierce faces, ready to pounce on them to bite the enemy at any time.