Chapter 349 7.3 Massacre

Old man Fuyuki entered Asgard at the age of 61. He fought tenaciously and drank the potion himself after successfully hunting monsters.

His sequence level was not high, but the combat experience accumulated from more than 50 years of fighting with a big axe made him more dangerous than most high-sequence strongmen.

He turned over and sat up quickly, took two short axes from the wall and put them behind him, picked up the big axe, and then kicked the stone door open!

Unknowingly, he had spent a night in the cave. The broken snow was flying, but the sky was already white. The old man who walked out of the cave did not delay at all. He immediately came to the farm gate and climbed up the watchtower.

The one who blew the horn was the farm worker who was on duty here last night.

"What happened?!"

Clint roared loudly, but the English youth who was only in his teens could not understand the Viking language he spoke. Reaching out and pointing to the distance, he could see two knights, a man and a woman, galloping on horseback.

Behind them, more than 20 well-equipped silver-armored knights were holding bows and arrows and shooting at them.

The fleeing man and woman were both covered with wounds.

"Is that Elena?"

Elena was the name of the adopted daughter that the Duchess "exiled" him to. Although the two spoke different languages, during the time they lived under the same roof, this gentle girl treated Clint differently from other Englishmen.

Most Englishmen avoided them like the plague. Even if they had to communicate, they would avoid eye contact, physical contact, and all excessive contact.

But this girl did not do so. She had dinner with Clint every day and even occasionally cooked for him.

Although the two spoke different words, the girl would still use gestures to convey what she wanted to express as much as possible.

The five months spent with the cheerful girl were one of the few warm times in Clint's life.

Even the wild wolves living in the cold coniferous forest would be grateful for the warmth after touching the fire belonging to humans, not to mention Clint who had wasted his life.

The adopted daughter was the only warmth in his later life, but now, she was wounded and fled on horseback! Clint said nothing, and jumped down from the 12-meter-high tower.

He could feel his cold blood burning rapidly.

**

The adopted daughter left home a week ago and went to the neighboring "Yun Province" to get married. The French guy who came to pick her up looked good. His whole family were gardeners who grew roses in Yun Province.

It was said that they had a good income.

The boy's family was trustworthy, and the look in his daughter's eyes when she looked at him was full of love.

Of course, Clint would not refuse this marriage.

Before sending his daughter away, he secretly stuffed 100 gold pounds into her package. This property was enough to buy ten acres of good land and build a spacious and bright mansion.

If it weren't for the fact that the beautiful mare couldn't carry more, he would have stuffed some more.

Before leaving, Clint rejected his adopted daughter's suggestion that he should attend together. On the one hand, of course, he had had enough of the cold eyes from the English in the past few months.

On the other hand, sending his adopted daughter away is a sad thing after all.

Clint has experienced too much sadness in his life. He would rather sit alone in the cold ice cave and drink to numb himself. At the same time, he hopes that Duke Loki will blow the assembly horn as soon as possible so that he can die on the battlefield while he is still able to move.

Obviously, a major change has occurred in this wedding that he did not attend.

Clint is not curious about what happened specifically.

The top priority now is to rescue his adopted daughter from the hands of the pursuers.

In his long life of 62 years, too many relatives have died in front of him. Now, he will never allow another relative to disappear in front of him.

Rushing into the stable and pulling off the clothes on the horse's back, Clint didn't bother to install the saddle. He kicked the horse's belly hard twice, and the frightened purebred tall horse ran out wildly!

Clint grasped the horse's mane with one hand, and with the other hand, he had already pulled out a short axe with cold light from behind!

In the flying snow, his gray beard fluttered against the wind, and he and his horse turned into a gust of wind and rushed out of the gate of Clint Farm.

The fleeing man and woman were less than a kilometer ahead of him!

**

"Run! Run!"

The old man shouted with all his strength, his white beard and messy hair flying in the broken snow.

He could see that the mare under Elena's crotch was exhausted. This beautiful mount that a noble girl rode out for a walk was no match for a military horse.

More than 20 silver-armored knights shot iron arrows casually as if they were playing. The whistling iron arrows kept flying past the fleeing man and woman.

It can be seen that the young man with long chestnut hair beside Elena was very concerned about the girl. He deliberately ran behind the girl and tried to block the arrow for her.

However, the pursuers were obviously skilled archers. The arrows falling in a parabola from high altitude could not be blocked by standing position at all.

Just as Clint rode out of the village gate, a black iron arrow fell from the sky and ruthlessly pierced the weak mares behind the girl. The horses rolled to the ground, and Elena was thrown to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

"Dad!"

Clint, who had never cried in his life, burst into tears on the spot when he heard these two words.

He didn't know much English, but the word "dad" was pronounced almost the same in all languages. Rolling off the back of the horse running at high speed, the helpless girl lay in the snow and stretched out a snow-white hand towards home.

Clint's eyes were furious. At this time, he was only 500 meters away from his adopted daughter. The horse under his crotch ran hard, but this distance was like a natural moat.

He watched the chestnut-haired young man open his arms and roared to protect the girl, but the silver-armored knights ignored his provocation.

Boom, boom, boom!

Several iron arrows fell from the sky, accurately piercing the girl's legs and abdomen, pinning her firmly to the ground!

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Seeing this scene, the chestnut-haired young man turned around and cried out in despair.

He reached out to pull out the arrow that had been driven into the girl's body, but at this moment, an old roar mixed with fine snow and cold wind blew past him.

Clint Fuyuki, with white hair and beard, but full of rage, has arrived on horseback!