Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages

He sat on his warhorse, his helmet tucked under his arm, watching the battlefield.

James looked very young. He had a baby face, making people think that he was only in his twenties or thirties. However, the strength he had just displayed was not weak.

He looked at this victory with no smile on his face.

Fang Ping turned around. Many people had probably died.

"Victory!"

Just as he turned around, he suddenly heard two loud voices behind him.

Fang Ping turned around and saw James raising his spear and pointing it at the battlefield. He shouted again, "Victory!"

"Victory."

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

The soldiers on the battlefield also stopped what they were doing. They stood, sat, or rode. They raised their weapons or raised their hands to shout along with James.

"Victory!"

Fang Ping did not shout along, but he felt that it was quite good. No matter what the outcome was, at least they were victorious now.

"Clean up the battlefield," James shouted again.

The soldiers on the battlefield got busy again. Fang Ping could see from afar that they were still smiling.

When they arrived at the Elite Team, three Rangers happened to walk back. They were holding a large number of arrows in their arms.

Some of the people who remained in place were polishing weapons, some were gathered in groups to chat, and some were more exaggerated. William, for example, was sitting in a chair and drinking tea.

Elsa stood on the hill and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

Seeing Fang Ping and the three Rangers return, she said, "Everyone, form up and go back."

As he walked back, Fang Ping took a look at the battlefield. The Gnomes and Trolls bodies had already piled up into a small mountain. In the distance, there were also some Humans. There were already more than ten of them.

He did not know how many people had died.

The first to return to the carriage was to take their backpacks. There were many people left in the carriage team. They looked at the Elite Team from afar, but no one approached.

Also, Elsa was the leader this time. She had no intention of communicating with them. She took her backpack and walked back.

Elsa wasn't in a good mood.

When they were a certain distance away from the Lord's Guards, Elsa stopped, and so did the Elites.

Elsa turned around and scanned everyone in the Elite Team with a serious expression.

Fang Ping quickly stood still. She was probably going to start scolding.

"I'm very dissatisfied with your performance. First, Fang Ping."

Fang Ping was stunned. Elsa was looking at him. Why did she criticize him first?

"I've given you many opportunities to command, but today, what are you commanding? You haven't even judged the situation properly, and you're giving orders casually. Without me, do you know how many people will die today because of your orders?"

Fang Ping gulped and averted his gaze slightly. He did not meet Elsa's eyes. He thought to himself, 'Then I'm not from a military academy, and I haven't received any special training. Why do I know how to command?'

"And you, Qing Niao, aren't you overconfident in yourself? Do you think you're invincible? You dare to fight a Class 3 Troll alone? Do you think your enemies are all fools?"

Fang Ping glanced at Qing Niao, who was beside him. He lowered his head and pursed his lips, not saying anything.

"And you, Chen Long, where do you shoot your arrows? You're thinking about killing the Gnome. Have you thought about what your teammates will do if they can't stop the Gnomes' attacks? Arrows aren't just about attacking. They're about control and restriction. What have you done?"

Elsa scolded nearly half of the Elite Team, but it shouldn't be called scolding. It should be called criticizing.

Fang Ping could also feel that the problem this time was indeed quite big. Because of the successive battles, many people were a little arrogant. If not for Elsa's music and her Assist characteristic…

The Elite Team would probably be wiped out by these five Gnomes and the Troll.

"I hope you can think about what your problems are. I don't want to see you make the same mistake again. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Everyone replied loudly.

"Rest here."

After saying that, Elsa walked towards the camp of the Lord's Guards.

The team dispersed. Fang Ping put down his backpack and secretly took out the measuring rod inside.

"1,500…"

Fang Ping wanted to cry but had no tears. He was about to reach 2,000 energy points and learn his second Excellent-grade skill, but in the blink of an eye, it fell back to 1,500 energy points when he had just reached Class 2.

This battle had used four Purifications and six Armor Forbidden Spells. Even with the special characteristics of charging, the consumption was halved. This battle had still reduced Fang Ping's energy upper limit by 400 points. Seven days of accumulation was gone just like that.

"Sigh."

Qing Niao came to Fang Ping's side and sighed.

Fang Ping glanced at Qing Niao. He did not seem to be in a good mood.

He did not want to say anything. He took out an energy fragment from his bag and decided to accumulate energy.

The Lord's Guards did not set off. When the sun set and the temperature dropped, a cold wind blew. Fang Ping was about to pull some hay and light a fire to warm himself up when he saw two carriages driving over.

One was a familiar carriage filled with water, and the other was filled with large pieces of wood.

"Come and move the wood. It's for you to warm up at night," the coachman shouted.

Many people gathered over. Fang Ping also went over to help.

Fang Ping estimated that the wood were taken from the sentry towers. They were all rough wooden heads. If it was stored up, they might be used by the Gnomes as weapons. Might as well burn them by the fire.

When the wood was piled up, Fang Ping took the yellow melon pancake and sat down, waiting for dinner by the fire.

It was quite a waste to use such beautiful wood as a bonfire.

"I wonder what's wrong with Fire Dragon City. The sentry tower at the foot of the mountain is such an important place. This is a place that we have to pass to enter the higher ground. How could it be occupied by Gnomes and Trolls?"

It was Chen Long who sat beside Fang Ping.

Fang Ping said, "Look, it's not that difficult to attack, right?"

Chen Long shook his head. "In the past, the sentry tower at the foot of the mountain was protected by thorn walls. Moreover, how could the Goblin Archers compare to our crossbowmen? This is not so easy to break through.

"And even if they really can't defend it, they'll think of a way to destroy it. Why would they leave the complete sentry tower to the Gnomes? There must be a problem."

Listening to Chen Long's words, Fang Ping suddenly thought of something. Chen Long seemed to be from the Ice Snow Clan, the Ice Snow Clan, and Fire Dragon City. Were the two related?

"You sound familiar with this place."

"I came here a few times when I was young to look at the snow. After that, I had no reason coming here, so I stopped coming."

It was probably because the nobles later canceled it, but Fang Ping did not intend to ask in detail.

Chen Long continued, "Fire Dragon City sent people to kidnap Elf Princess Sif. How did they know Sif's whereabouts?

"Especially now. Our relationship with the Elves is very sensitive. This matter probably isn't that simple."

"Mm." Hearing Chen Long's words, these people all had their own theories.

Someone came over and lit the bonfire. With the help of dry grass, the flames immediately rose. There was a cold wind behind him and a hot fire in front of him.