Chapter 6: Battle near the dense forest.
The chestnut-colored horse is the only war horse in the manor. Romo usually lets the shepherd Toby take care of it. He is the most noble being in the entire livestock pen.
In a sense, it is also the most noble existence in the manor. Because its daily food intake is several times that of other people, even more than Romo.
At this moment, the big horse started running as fast as the wind. Even though Romo was wearing plate armor and riding heavily armed, the horse seemed to have no pressure at all.
The owl beast in front was huge and clumsy. It was very fast at first, but its wings were obviously only suitable for short-distance flight. After running away for a long time, its speed began to slow down.
However, on its way to escape, its wings kept creating whirlwinds, which also caused some interference to the horse's progress.
One person and one beast chased each other, and finally when they were about to enter the dense forest, the distance began to gradually close.
Luo Mo is a skilled rider. Even when the horse is running at full speed, he is still as stable as a rock while sitting on the horse. He estimated the distance and drew the elf bow again.
This time the distance was very close, and Luo Mo aimed at the owl beast's back, hoping to kill it with one blow.
As soon as he put the long arrow on the bow, he suddenly felt a powerful airflow coming from the side.
Before he could let go of the arrow, he leaned back sharply, almost lying on the horse's back.
A scream sounded, and Luomo saw a huge figure leaping over him. The figure stretched out two sharp claws, almost grazing the tip of Romo's nose.
The figure missed the blow and immediately grabbed Romo's Elven Bow with its claws.
Romo's elf bow suddenly fell out of his hand, leaving only the long arrow in his hand.
"There's another owl beast?"
Luo Mo was immediately surprised after seeing the creature that suddenly attacked.
At this time, the escaping owl beast in front saw its companions coming to support, and immediately stopped running and turned around.
The two owl beasts stood in two directions, both beating their wings and staring directly at Lomo, ready to attack at any time.
Seeing that he was about to be attacked from both sides, Luo Mo did not hesitate at all. He clamped his legs together, and the horse's speed did not slow down at all, but instead sprinted.
When you enter someone else's territory, you must fight quickly. God knows how many owl beasts will come out of the dense forest.
When the owl beast saw that Luo Mo had lost his elf bow, his original fearful expression suddenly became arrogant again.
It screamed twice, and faced the charging horse without dodge. It flapped its wings, and a powerful tornado airflow suddenly rose up.
With a cry of "Cang Cang", Luo Mo pulled out the Qingshuang sword.
There was a strong wind behind him, and the owl beast that had sneaked up just now came back and launched another sneak attack from behind.
The big horse rushed into the tornado airflow in front of him without fear, and then let out a neigh. His body was blocked by the airflow and he stood upright.
In an instant, Luo Mo pressed his left hand on the horse. While pushing the horse to the left, he used the force to fly directly into the air.
Without any skills, using the momentum of sprinting, Luo Mo straightened up his sword and stabbed forward.
Magic power surged at Luo Mo's fingertips, and the long snakes carved on both sides of the sword suddenly spat out letters.
Realizing that the hurricane in front of him was unable to stop Romo's thrust, the owl beast turned its attack and blocked its fat wings in front of it, with sharp undercuts on the edges of the wings.
At the same time, the tail feathers on the wings fell off one after another, and then shot at Luo Mo, trying to block his offensive.
However, Romo was too fast, and the owl beast's clumsy movements seemed to him like a stupid bird bowing to him.
Only a "puff" sound was heard, and the Qingshuang sword was forcefully inserted into the owl beast's wings that turned into shields.
"Chirp~~"
The owl beast whined, trying to remove its wings and retreat.
However, it was too late. After the Qingshuang sword penetrated, ice crystals continued to condense on the wound on the wing. In just a short moment, the wings of the owl beast were frozen together, and a burst of ice crystal blood mist rose in the air.
At the same time, Luo Mo drew out his Qingshuang sword and struck back with his backhand.
The sneak-attacking owl beast behind was about to hit Luo Mo with its beak, but without even reacting, it was hit hard on the head.
There was a 'click' and the sound of a skull breaking. The owl beast's eyes were crooked, and he fell to the ground in a daze.
The owl beast whose wings were frozen by ice screamed miserably, turned around with difficulty, and prepared to escape again.
But this time it couldn't use its wings, so it had to use its two paws to jump and escape towards the dense forest.
Seeing the funny look of the owl beast, Luo Mo couldn't help but smile on his face.
If it hadn't been for the fact that this owl beast had killed two of his farmers and the organs on its body were very valuable, he would have wanted to let the owl beast go.
But thinking about it, Luo Mo didn't hesitate at all. He chased after him with a big sword in hand, and pierced the owl beast's back with one sword.
This time he didn't use magic power, and blood suddenly spurted out, staining Romo's armor with blood.
In just a few seconds of fighting, the two owl beasts died tragically on the edge of the dense forest.
The war horse that was pushed away by Luo Mo came close to him at this time, rubbing his head against Luo Mo's armor, and sticking out his tongue to lick the fresh blood on it.
[Riding experience value +8]
[Swordsmanship experience value +16]
[Ice swordsmanship experience value +7]
Luo Mo looked at the two lines of numbers that appeared in his mind and was very surprised. It seems that the experience value added in actual combat is as much as Much more than training.
This is normal, after all, when training, we are faced with wooden stakes that cannot fight back. When fighting, you face living creatures that can kill you at any time.
The battle lasted very short, but Luo Mo also felt a little out of strength.
This is far more exciting than the Timberwolves, and I have actually tried my best.
He whistled at Da Ma, and then pointed in the direction of the manor, signaling Da Ma to call someone inside the manor.
After all, these two big fat owl beasts each seemed to weigh hundreds of kilograms. It would be difficult to transport them back to the manor without calling someone over.
The big horse received the order, neighed happily, and trotted towards the manor with the sound of hoofbeats.
Romo picked up the elf bow again and carried it on his back. He put the bodies of the two owl beasts together and stared into the depths of the forest, as if he wanted to penetrate the darkness in the distance.
This time, he killed two owl beasts in a row, which was considered as poking into the owl beast's nest. I don’t know how many are left inside. Will they come collectively to take revenge?
In the manor, the old butler Barron counted the militiamen and prepared to go to the dense forest to help his master. Some farmers picked up hoes and shovels and followed the militiamen.
As soon as the team set off, they saw Luo Mo's horse running into the manor.
The right side and buttocks of the war horse were scraped with several bloody marks by the hurricane, and they were still bleeding. The corners of its mouth were also stained with blood, which was the blood stain left by licking the blood of the owl beast.
When Old Barron saw the bloodstains, he thought the horse was injured and vomited blood, so he fled back alone, and he suddenly felt sad.
"Damn beast! Why did you leave your master and escape by yourself!"
Old Barron yelled, shedding two lines of tears.
When the war horse saw Old Barron roaring at him, he raised his head proudly, flicked his horse's head, and pointed in the direction of the dense forest.
Then it turned the horse's head, twisted its butt and trotted away.
George looked sad, walked to his father, and whispered: "Father, this beast seems to be leading us to collect the body of the owner?"
Old Barron wiped his tears, waved his hand, and said to the militiamen in the village: "Let's go, follow him quickly. If you can't find the owner's body, kill this horse to pay homage to the owner!"
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