Mercenaries and Adventurers

"How did you come here?" the knight asked.

Kiel scratched his reddened nose and said: "As planned, when the dense fog released by the monsters rose, we took the rescued ladies to the outside of the fog safely, and now we are in the forest. We stayed in one of the depressions temporarily. We discussed it and felt that after the monsters wiped out the bandits, they consumed a lot of physical strength, and the devoured bandits have not yet digested, then it is the best time to deal with the monsters."

Lanisa Knight crossed her arms and nodded: "If it's judged by those experienced old hunters, then it should be like that."

Then she looked at Kiel in front of her: "So, they didn't come in, what are you doing here?" She turned her head and looked in the other direction of the mist: "That monster is still happily preying on the robbers who want to escape ...seems like something happened to the bandits, they're spreading out in large numbers."

Kiel also looked in the direction the knight was looking at, but he couldn't see or hear anything except the thick white mist. On the contrary, the slight vibration can be felt through the ground.

Needless to say, this vibration must have been caused by the movement of a huge monster. Or it did something else to trigger the shock that people can perceive.

(Actually, it was the monster that swung its long mouth up and down, smashing the robbers who wanted to run away.)

After recovering, Keir looked at the knight and said, "Sorry, sorry, the ground just shook."

"It's shaking its long mouth, babbling, disgusting." Cavalier Lanisa seemed to know what the monster was doing, and didn't like what the monster did.

"Ahem, it's like this. We discussed it before, and we think that when we deal with the monsters later, if we want to attack the monsters together, we must first break the wide-area fog it released. I have an idea, wait a minute I can attract the attack of the monster, and you, the knight, can rush into the monster and attack those body parts that may cause the fog. In this way, the hunters can also participate in the battle."

The knight nodded: "That guy is afraid of fire, I hope they can bring some torches to drive away the monsters during the battle. However, the old hunters are very experienced, so they will not be ignorant of this. However."

"But what?" Keel asked.

The knight pointed at Kiel: "But can you delay the monster? Its legs are sharp, slender, and very powerful. It can disembowel all the bandits standing in a row with a single sweep. When it is pierced on a person, it can kill The whole torso of the human body is pierced." But here, Knight Lanisa glanced at Kiel's equipment, especially the metal shield on Kiel's back on his left shoulder: "Although your equipment is hard leather armor, it is barely usable. .if you can block it with your shield in time."

Keir felt that the shield couldn't stop the monster's frontal blow. After all, the monster's strength was too much stronger than him. Even if he blocked it, he would be sent flying far away.

What can really deal with monsters is the ax he is holding in his hand. This thing is not only sharp, but also extremely heavy. It can even cause a little damage when it is swung and hit on a monster.

"I'm fine. Please see my performance in the next battle." Kiel puffed up his chest and patted the armor's breastplate for assurance.

"Hmph, then I'll wait and see." Knight Lanisa turned around and looked in one direction of the fog.

Kiel knew that this knight should have the ability to see through the fog of monsters. This white fog that makes ordinary people like them helpless seems not to be an obstacle to Knight Lanisa.

And because the monster has to consume to maintain the fog, so fighting the knight in the fog will be disadvantageous to the monster itself.

Thinking about it now, it took them a lot of time to raid the bandit camp before, but Lanisa Knight, who blocked the monster alone, didn't look very tired, except that she was sweating a lot and was very thirsty.

Keir didn't know how the battle was going on not far away, but he knew that if the situation changed, the female knight would remind him.

Now, he just had to get used to the strange feeling that gradually increased after swallowing the second red-eyed mushroom candy.

Familiar with this strange feeling, fortunately, in the subsequent battles, he can use this power instead of hindering himself.

--

The bandits are fighting fiercely here.

Little Coslus has a strong body and a long and heavy weapon. As long as he swings it, no bandit can stop him. Several bandits tried to resist his attack with a few people holding shields, but Coslus made a big turn, rounded the round hammer head, and knocked away the bandits who were defending with shields one by one.

The shield exploded into pieces of sawdust, and the left arm holding the shield was torn apart, and it hit the rib completely. None of the resisting bandits could stand up.

After hitting several bandits in a row, no one dared to face Kosrus Jr. The bandits who were still resisting even dared to use their weapons to resist thrown weapons, and they did not dare to approach Kosrus Jr.'s attack route.

"Fisk! Don't you think you are skilled? Do you dare to fight with me?" Little Koslus rushed in front of a bandit leader and shouted. He ignored another bandit who did not become the boss by skill. The leader, because he knew that that guy was not an opponent, and facing them at this time, he must be dead.

The bandit leader named Fisk, who was cornered, pushed the last two cronies to the front, and then he gritted his teeth and rushed forward together in silence.

If this little Coslus is killed, there is still hope of survival, although it is very slim.

But since the old Koslus was going to do such a terrible thing, and wanted to use their corpses to feed the monsters, and if he could escape, then he, Fisk, would have to make that old guy pay a heavy price.

He used a large sword, and when this heavy and huge weapon was matched against the weapon of the little Coslus, it did not lose the wind at all.

After a few heavy, sharp weapon clashes, neither of them took advantage, but Fisk wasn't in good shape.

He used to be a murderous bandit, with a sword in his hand, he would split his opponent in half with his weapon every time.

But that was before.

Since he won the position of team leader by force, many bandits who come here for fame have become his new weapon, which is more powerful and convenient than the big sword that is no longer used.

And the years of eating and drinking have also made his body worse than before.

Although he can still wield this weapon now, not only his body is weak like a leaking balloon, but also his skills are too rusty.

On the other hand, little Koslus, he fought all the way, although he consumed some energy by killing many people in succession, but his fighting spirit and courage seemed to fill his whole body.

With another shout, Kosrus Jr. disregarded the pain in his body, opened and closed his long rod and round hammer, and attacked Fisk.

This forced Fisk to assume that in this situation, if you dodge, you will weaken the opponent too much in terms of momentum. Not only will you lose your aggressiveness, but the bandits who are still fighting in other places will also look at this side.

So I can only fight hard.

But the more this happened, the more frightened he was, because he felt that the famous sword in his hand made him feel more and more unfamiliar, and his legs were weak, and he couldn't exert any strength. It was already too late for him to stand still. Relying on willpower.

"He can't do it!" Old Kosrus, who was watching the confrontation here, reminded loudly.

As a son, Koslus trusted his father so much that he raised his strength, raised the round hammer high, and smashed it down with all his might.

boom!

Fisk held the great sword sideways, trying to parry the round hammer from falling.

boom!

Little Kosrus shouted again and smashed down!

Fisk half-kneeled on the ground, with a big sword propped on his head, his eyes were bloodshot, not losing to Kiel who used sugar pills.

"I can't." He clenched his teeth and squeezed out the words.

"Death!" Little Koslus steadied his footsteps, his waist exerted strength first, then the muscles of his shoulders, and then his arms.

The iron round hammer at the end of the long handle that was driven gradually accelerated, and smashed down with an unstoppable powerful impact.

Snapped!

Fisk's big sword was really strong, but his arms couldn't hold up to the impact force, and the hammer from the face sword smashed down hard, crushing Fisk's head into flying fragments.

He didn't support his neck either, and squeezed into Fisk's chest together with the heavy pressure.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha. Good! Good! I won!" Little Coslus roared excitedly, and the battle of the other bandits instantly changed from fighting to fighting.

Fisk's subordinates and another bandit leader's subordinates did not have the will and hope to win the battle, their hands and feet were weak, and they could no longer hold their weapons.

They were defeated and killed by the bandits under the command of the old Kosrus.

They don't want to take prisoners, and everyone present who is not them will have to die and use it as food for the dead ghosts to feed the monsters.

Another bandit leader looked at the situation, then turned to look at the thick white mist outside the fire.

He shuddered, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and thrust it into his chest, knowing his own life consciously.

Compared to being killed by a monster, he hopes that after he commits suicide, his soul can have a good place to go.

--

Old Koslus watched as the other bandits either ran desperately into the white mist alone, or begged for mercy, but were hacked to death by his men. He asked all the men who were still alive to pack up their weapons, and then each picked out the corpse of another bandit, and each took a handful of burning firewood.

Then everyone followed his instructions and moved in one direction together.

-

"The bandits over there have moved." Lanisa Knight patted Kiel, and asked Kiel to follow her to catch up.

Because the monsters they were going to deal with didn't care about the remaining corpses beside the fire, they chased the transferred bandits and followed. As a crusade to deal with the monsters, they naturally have to follow the monsters.

-

All the bandits huddled together and walked in a random direction, but after walking for a while, a guy in their team was suddenly knocked down by a monster's leg protruding from the white mist, and was immediately pierced through Thighs, dragged into the thick white mist.

When the old Kosrus saw it, he yelled, "Don't stop! Throw away the corpse you're carrying, and continue walking."

The bandits dropped the corpses on their shoulders, and after relaxing, they quickly caught up with the team in front. Because the white mist is dense, as long as you move a little three or two meters away, you will lose sight of your companions.

The monster saw these humans throwing away the dead human corpses, and looked at the corpses that were gradually cooling down in embarrassment.

These corpses are different from those around the fire. The corpses next to the fire are not easy to get close to devour because they hate flames. But these casually thrown corpses on the snow are different. It just needs to pull the food into its mouth, which is very convenient.

And if you don't eat it, it won't taste good if the human beings get cold. Although it's nice to be cold, it's only when the weather is the hottest. Now in this snowy weather, the most indispensable thing around is cold things.

After thinking about it again and again, it still felt that it was a pity to let these human corpses become cold, so it gave up tracking the fast-running bandits, turned around and used its mouth and legs to pull the human corpses on the ground and devour them wantonly.

-

Although the broken old Koslus was cold, his heart was hot, and his old face wrinkled into a ball of old oranges with a smile.

After throwing away the corpses, they were no longer attacked by monsters.

He speeded up to catch up with the bandits in front of him, pushing away the men who blocked the way, and while advancing, he loudly told the men beside him that his plan had succeeded.

Every bandit subordinate was very excited. Although they lost at least twelve people in the battle just now, everything was worth it, they were still alive.

The bandits who passed by the old Kosrus kept patting the arms of their leaders and sending their blessings. The old guy also laughed all the way into the son who led the team.

It wasn't until he and his son were at the head of the line that his smiling face twitched and gradually calmed down.

It was a cold look that made people tremble all over.

Old Kosrus knew that the subordinates he was following behind were no longer trustworthy subordinates. They all look the same on the surface, but after what just happened, there is no going back.

They won't trust him anymore. They are all murderous scum. They can be organized together because of interests at first, but when the scale reaches a certain level, they have to rely on other things to maintain the organization.

Banditry is nothing else, and cannot rely on some oblique things to maintain its organizational structure, and often can only be controlled through some direct things.

It is difficult for these rude and simple killing guys to accept some illusory things, and they can only let them know who is the boss through direct and obvious things.

Force, money, security, trust.

These things can be.

But that is something that is useful to some bandits with a limited level.

force?

In one-on-one duels, except for his son, everyone in the team is actually at the same level, only differing in experience. And his old Kosrus, even because of his age and injuries, is not as good as those bandits in their prime.

money?

The two bandit gangs with the largest number of people nearby have been wiped out by them just now. Then there is the untold wealth of their winter camp waiting for them to receive after they escape.

Only everyone has a share, only everyone has a share.

There is no other way.

Once he or anyone shows an attitude of wanting to take more, they will only be attacked by groups.

The bandits who have obtained a large amount of wealth may leave without saying goodbye the next day. Of course, maybe as soon as the money is penny, there will be bandits sneaking away, never to be seen again.

Safety?

Those who killed people and used their corpses to escape from the monsters, no one would think that this forest is safe. Everyone will run away one after another, and will never come back here for the rest of their lives.

trust?

His old Kosrus doesn't have it anymore.

The ruthless plan makes everyone no longer trust him. Although he believes that someone in the team must have thought of the same plan as him at that time, but this plan can only be proposed by him. But once he told the plan, he would no longer be trusted.

Everyone in the back team will feel that they will also be betrayed by him in any subsequent actions.

He can't be the leader of these people.

Maybe his son could.

Everyone saw the brave performance just now. Some of the bandits who believed in force might not leave. They would stay with his son, find a new place, and form a new gang of bandits.

And he can only follow behind his son, come up with ideas, and lead the new recruits, right?

The old wounds on his body are aching, as if reminding the old Kosrus, who just killed a person not long ago, that you are still old. Although he could still kill the enemy, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep up with his son's brave performance just now.

Glancing at little Koslus, the old guy sighed, patted his son on the shoulder, and whispered to him, "Let the people behind speed up, let's take this opportunity to escape from the white mist of the monster."

"Why don't you say it, I'm exhausted. I don't want to speak."

After glaring at his son, the old Kosrus still said, "I am the leader, and I order you now to tell the people behind to speed up and take the opportunity to leave the white mist of the monster."

With his mouth curled up, little Kosrus had no choice but to slow down, explaining to his companions walking behind them one by one, telling them to speed up and take this opportunity to leave the white mist of the monster.

Every bandit was flattered to hear the words of Koslus, and expressed his affirmation excitedly.

When he notified all the people who were still alive~www.readwn.com~ and then accelerated to the front, they finally walked out of the white mist released by the monster.

As soon as they came out, everyone was either excited or crying bitterly.

The old Kosrus yelled twice but it didn't work, and the young Kosrus yelled to calm down all the bandits.

"Don't stop! Let's get out of here," he said.

This made the bandits realize that their so-called happiness was just escaping from the sneak attacks of monsters. Before coming, everyone was confident that a monster was nothing, but when everyone was in the depths of the white mist just now, the feeling of fear was still there. Lingering in the heart.

Maybe it will haunt them for a lifetime.

Whenever there is a nightmare in the future, they will surely relive the moment of despair before in the nightmare.

The old guy bumped into his son, did this guy forget what he just told him?

"Oh right! Although we failed to deal with the monster, the good news is that the other two gangs of bandits must all have died in the white mist. So?" Little Coslus blinked.

Among the bandits, the eyes of the quickest-thinking ones were already lit up.

"So everything they left in the winter camp is now ours! As long as we sneak attack and kill some old, weak, sick and disabled people who stayed behind, all their wealth will be ours. The old man said, what you get, everyone It can be divided equally." Little Koslus' words made everyone's mouths grin, revealing all kinds of rotten teeth, yellow teeth, and all the bandits' giggles.

"Then everyone, don't hurry up! Hurry up! First come, first pick!"

The bandits advanced through the snow at half the speed than before. This momentum surprised even the well-informed old Coslus.