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The White Wolf of Aquintaine

The year is 1587 and the Aquintanian Empire is at a crossroads. Various political and noble factions are competing in supporting their candidates for the imperial crown, ideologies and people are at their boiling point for change, and the threat outside has become more apparent. In the west, the kingdoms are looking at the imperial crown for the taking, in the north are barbarian groups and hordes are approaching the empire’s borders, in the east are empires and kingdoms wants to expand to the imperial lands, and in the south is the nomads' raiding villages and towns. But amidst the chaos, Champions are born. Some become heroes while some become villains. One of them is the young lord of Arignon who would be swept in the raging chaos and struggles in the empire. It is up to him to save the empire from collapse or create one under his banner. Follow his journey, facing harsh challenges and obstacles. To show the world that he is the White Wolf of Aquintaine.

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Hidden Arrows

"Get down Princess!"

Princess Tessia just luckily avoids the incoming arrows fired directly at her, only hitting her horses which immediately collapsed and died.

Constance then immediately hugs and covers Princess Tessia with his body that is wearing a full suit of armor for another volley of arrows coming at them.

"My lord, run towards back at the inn!"

Sir Markus shouted; he immediately fires back at the hidden assassins with his light crossbow that he always brings in his huge bag. They are barely able to protect themselves from the arrows by using their horses as cover.

The other knights also unmounted from their horses and charged towards the buildings where the assassins were firing from.

"Kill them all!"

Out of nowhere, assassins armed with short swords and daggers burst out from the houses and met Sir Emile and the knights. Sir Roderick and Sir John picked their swords and shields and charged towards the coming assassins, while Sir Emile rode his horse wielding his spear and fought the enemy near the inn.

Clashes of metal and steel are resounding across the street as the knights and the hooded assassins are fighting melee to melee. The unarmed civilians ran in panic away from the scene as the assassins cut off anyone who stood in their way, even innocent civilians and kids.

Sir Emile struck a lot of assassins when he is hit by an arrow to his left shoulder, slowing his momentum in combat. He is forced to get down his horse to be not an easy picking to the assassins firing their arrows in the houses.

Sir Markus covered Sir Emile's retreat by firing his crossbow at the enemies near him. They are now having a hard time stopping as it seems the enemy is a lot and no city guards are in sight.

Even outnumbered, the knights are able to cut down a lot of assassins without suffering any casualties in their ranks. Lady Sasha and Lady Elisa also fought the enemy who was getting near the inn to protect the princess.

"Lady Elisa, come here."

Constance shouted, Lady Elisa immediately nods and enters the inn while Lady Sasha stands at the door protecting it from any assassins trying to get in.

The innkeeper picks up his crossbow and joins the fight to their side, adding more friendlies in their ranks.

"Princess, you must stay here. Your knights are here to protect."

Constance unsheathes his sword and goes to the door of the inn; Princess Tessia grabs his arms and asks.

"Where are you going my lord?"

"I need to fight with my knights outside princess."

Princess Tessia can only helplessly let go of Constance as he gets out of the inn. She can't do anything even though she likes to fight and help them, but it seems she is the one the assassins are targeting; the group won't let her fight with them.

Lady Sasha is taking cover from an arrow fire from the assassins while firing her light crossbow that she had. She had a slight grazing wound in her arms, but she didn't mind the pain as the assassins are still pouring at them in dozens, there is no time to whine for the pain.

Constance raises his shield forward to cover his body as he moves forward to the center of the fight. Arrows are hitting the shield as he charges forward, two assassins noticing his presence, attack him with their swords.

The two assassins swing their swords to Constance sides as he is vulnerably open when his shield is covering his front of the arrows. They are swift in their movements as the only way for a lightly armed assassin to kill a heavy-armed knights are through quick strikes and ambushes.

'This is dangerous'

Constance notices the coming attacks from the two assassins, he quickly changes his stance and parries the one on his right while he uses his shield to block the one on his left.

The assassins are shocked when Constance are able to block their swords and tried to attack him again by swinging their swords, but Constance is able to thrust his sword to the one on his right, killing the assassin immediately as the sword drove straight to his throat.

The last assassin takes a step back as Constance's shield is coming at him trying to bash him.

Constance sneers as the assassin is able to regain its footing and is not shaken seeing the death of his fellow comrade. He had hoped that the assassin would be shaken and caught off guard, but it seems that the assassins are professionals this time and they are targeting the princess.

'Eight dead, ten fighting against us in the streets and few are inside the houses opposite to the inn.'

Constance looks at his surroundings and observes everything on the battlefield. They are at a disadvantage in the battle as it seems there are a lot of assassins who dared to attack them in daytime. Luckily, there are no casualties yet in their group, but he can see that a lot of them already have slight wounds fighting.

The assassin charged Constance as he noticed that there was another assassin lurking at the back of the young lord of Arignon. He plans to gain the attention of the young lord of Arignon while his ally would strike from behind.

Tha assassin charge in vigor to Constance, he is prepared to die as long they can kill their enemies.

Constance braces himself from the frontal attack of the assassin, his shield in front and his sword ready to strike the assassin, not noticing that there is also an assassin approaching him from behind.

'Here he comes.'

The assassin raises his short sword as he rapidly approaches him. Constance slightly raises his shield upward to meet the assassin's slash as it is clearly from above.

The assassin even seeing that Constance is ready to block his attack, he doesn't care as long as his fellow assassin can remain undetected.

He slashes his swords towards the shield, not minding the incoming thrust of the sword that Constance prepared as he can see his comrade is holding the dagger in his two hands, pointing and thrusting it directly to Constance's nape.

It is already too late when Constance notices the dagger coming at him in the back, his sword had just thrust his sword at the flesh of the assassin in front of him, and it would already be too late for him to evade the strike.

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