It was impossible for infantry to catch cavalry, but Zhang Yang still had a wagon and twelve recruits with him, which made their movements sluggish.
More importantly, these Sallion deserters had occupied the road leading out of the wasteland.
This battle was unavoidable.
"Kalli, go around them and try to draw the three archers' attention, but don't get too close."
After giving the order, Zhang Yang split off with Kalli, one on each side. Charging straight in would have been foolish; the cavalry's advantage lay in mobility.
At that moment, the deserters on the other side also began shouting orders. They were regular soldiers, after all, with rich combat experience. In particular, there was a level-38 veteran Assault Swordsman among them. They quickly formed four small squads. If Zhang Yang and Kalli dared to charge in, they would very likely be surrounded. Even sacrificing several lives to achieve that would be worth it.
Within those four squads, the three Sallion Archers were also tightly protected. They did not fire recklessly, but waited for their chance.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang immediately rode straight toward one of the deserter squads. If these fellows truly thought this made them foolproof, they were gravely mistaken.
With a shield in his left hand and a longsword in his right, he controlled the horse purely with his legs. Though he appeared to be galloping at tremendous speed, he was actually moving at only about seventy percent of his usual maximum pace. After all, his level-6 Riding skill had brought his rapport with the warhorse beneath him to an exceedingly high level.
As Zhang Yang came riding toward them, the deserters rapidly shifted formation with a great clamor, gathering toward the center. The three Sallion Archers immediately drew their bows and locked steadily onto Zhang Yang and