The warhorses had died horribly. Many had even been torn apart alive.
The cavalrymen had exceptionally deep feelings for their warhorses. At that moment, their eyes were bloodshot... If the figure standing among the corpses had not been so terrifying, the cavalrymen would have drawn their swords and rushed to cut him down.
"Do you know this fellow?"
Baron York stood beside Mr. Jacques and had clearly heard what he said.
"A stranger." Mr. Jacques thought for a moment before saying, "He disappeared after Burgundy's cavalry attacked yesterday. I never expected him to become like this."
"Why is his transformation different from the villagers'?" Baron York quickly judged that this stranger named Liwal had undergone a fundamentally different mutation from the villagers.
"Perhaps his constitution is different." Mr. Jacques spoke calmly. "But judging from the current situation, if we don't deal with this fellow, it will be difficult for us to leave."
"I will!" Baron York gritted his teeth. "He killed so many of my warhorses. Even if he's truly a devil, I absolutely won't let him off... Come! Bring up the heavy crossbows! Shoot this monster through!"
In an instant, ten cavalrymen drew their crossbows from behind and dropped to one knee in a row... They had been waiting for this for a long time. Before Baron York could even give the order, the bolts had already been fired!
The power of heavy crossbows was enough to pierce relatively weak armor, let alone flesh and blood.
Yet the moment the bolts shot out in unison, the body of this stranger named Liwal twisted strangely. Liwal flipped both hands, then fell backward directly onto the ground!
The cavalrymen had assumed that their opponent had merely leaned backward to evade the first volley. They hurriedly loaded new bolts, but Liwal was