Mercenaries and Adventurers

The entire militia team of hundreds of people stopped at Knight Crowe for a while, and then continued on the road.

Knight Rumi and Knight Crowe temporarily switched seats, and he led a team of dozens of people to take the first step as the vanguard.

Knight Crowe took Keir to find Baron Kendall.

They did not follow the team, but stayed by the river for a while with a carriage carrying goods under the **** of the baron's personal guards.

The businessmen who followed the team in the distance thought it was a water truck to replenish drinking water for the team. In fact, there are several fake businessmen who are about to be unlucky locked up in the car.

Baron Kendall just stood far away beside the carriage, surrounded by his attendants and personal guards.

The job of executing these people was handed over to Crow Knight and Kiel. The two dismounted and dragged along the terrified fake businessman who was beaten and unable to resist.

Knight Crowe kept his promise and gave Kiel a rough idea of ​​what these people were supposed to do. There are also differences and disputes between Baron Kendall and the Earl on the issue of the ice flood pass.

"So, is it because of interests?"

Keel stepped on one person, stood by the river and asked Knight Crowe.

Knight Crowe is stronger. He dragged several people along the way, and now he pushed these people to Kiel's feet, and said to Kiel: "When you are familiar with this world, you will understand that most of the troubles in the world are interests. question."

"Okay, I don't like killing these ordinary people, I'll leave them to you. These damned guys are up to you. But remember, the baron is watching you from a distance, Keel. Quickly, don't let me be killed by the baron To ridicule, find a cowardly, soft-hearted guy to become a knight squire."

Kiel pursed his lips, watched the man under his feet struggling gradually after hearing their conversation, took a deep breath and said, "Okay."

He kicked the man, kicking the man's head right into the river. He stepped on the back of the man's head, and pushed the man's head and face into the water.

The struggle under the feet became fierce, twisting and twisting, but after more than ten breaths, the struggle disappeared.

Knight Crowe raised his head slightly, and said silently: That's it?

After thinking about it, the knight reminded him, for fear that Kiel would miss his hand: "The baron doesn't want these people to survive. If they survive, it will only make the count feel that we are too weak. Make sure they are indeed dead."

Kiel nodded without saying anything, pulled out the long sword with a clang, and swung it downward with one hand. The blade of the sword broke through the flesh and bones, and splashed a little water, directly severing the neck of the man under his feet.

The head was washed away by the tumbling river, and then Knight Crowe nodded, motioning for Kiel to throw all the bodies into the flowing Kendall River.

Kiel stuck the sword upside down on the muddy ground by the river, then grabbed the hands and feet of the headless corpse, swung it vigorously, and threw the corpse into the river.

The rest of the people beside them were terrified. Although they were caught and beaten last night, at least they couldn't say whether they were alive or dead. Now that they finally knew that the end would be death, they writhed on the ground, trying to wrestle the rags from their mouths and scream.

Bingxun pass is not far behind, attracting the attention there, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, maybe the leader will come to rescue them.

It's a pity that when they passed through the Bingxun pass just now, they were all stuffed into the cargo box of the carriage, and they didn't see the weak scene of the soldiers in the pass.

Just after they were drowned by Kiel one by one by the river, and then beheaded and thrown away. Before they died, these guys were eager for the leader of the ice flood pass to rescue them, who also worked for the earl.

"A bunch of rags to throw away when you're done using them."

Knight Crowe watched the river wash the corpse down the river and made a brief evaluation.

Keel rinsed the long sword in the river, and then wiped it clean with a cloth: "At least they can fill the stomachs of the big fish in the river today."

Knight Crowe shook his head: "Keil, I don't see how humorous you are."

"Who told them to lie in ambush on the road and try to assassinate us. It's just that they couldn't follow the clues to find out who organized them."

Crow Knight returns with Kiel.

"It's not important. Their death is not important to each other or to us. It's just an attitude."

The knight turned to look at the south wall of the checkpoint not far behind him, and noticed the tiny figure of a man who was so angry that he beat and scolded the soldiers.

After Baron Kendall saw the last person being dealt with, he turned around and led people to catch up with the large army that was moving forward.

"Let's go Keir, let's keep up with the team."

"Yes, Lord Knight."

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At night, in the camp where the team camped.

boom!

Kiel waved his hand to block an approaching fist from a militiaman.

Both were topless, fighting cautiously in the circle formed by the crowd.

Surrounded by guards and militiamen, some logistics town militiamen and cooks also climbed onto the truck, nervously watching the fight in the circle.

"oh!!"

The crowd let out an exclamation, because Kiel's right hand was full of strength, and he punched the sturdy militiaman in front of him in the side ribs, knocking him down to the ground, and curled up into a ball in pain.

Knight Crowe was wearing plainclothes, sitting on one side of the circle and waving his palms, asking for the downed robust militiaman to be carried down for treatment.

In the logistics vehicle tent not far away, several church priests were sitting around the fire, next to several wounded militiamen who were either sitting or lying down.

Seeing another militiaman brought up again, the young priest in the team complained: "Really, this is too barbaric." He touched the side rib that the militiaman had been pointing at, and said, "The rib is broken!" , don't move."

Another priest next to him put down the book in his hand, and came to the injured militiaman: "Let me come, you rest for a while. Look at this posture, there will be many more in the future."

Several priests around looked at the place where the crowd gathered and shook their heads.

"This is only interested in the Hall of Warriors or the Church of the God of War."

In the crowd on the other side, Keir rubbed his fists, enjoying the cheers of the crowd around him, and then looked at Knight Crowe: "Invite two people this time?"

Knight Crowe snorted, and then said to the surrounding militiamen: "Everyone, listen, our young little warrior said to fight two this time?"

Then the knight sternly said: "Two people, go up and take him down!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

The onlookers yelled and looked at each other. Immediately, some people couldn't bear the impulsive passion and walked onto the stage under the push of their companions.

"There's one, another one."

As soon as Knight Crowe yelled, a young town guard came out: "I'll meet him. Hey, look at me."

After finishing speaking, the young guard began to take off the guard armor on his body, and the brave militiaman next to him also took off the leather and wood half body armor and the clothes he was wearing. Both of them handed over the equipment to their respective companions, and then they exchanged glances, and the young guard who felt stronger strode towards Kiel first.

The guard thought that the night in early spring would be cold and he would get sick if he took off his clothes. But when he really walked out from the crowd of onlookers, he immediately felt the surrounding area was very hot, not only because of the fiery temperature generated by the torches and braziers used for lighting, but also because of the shouts and enthusiasm of the people around him, which made the young guard feel a pang of heart. fiery.

"Ha, it's so cool, let's die!"

The young guard yelled, his stride turned into a pounce, and he threw his arms and hands at Kiel, who was waiting in full force.

Behind him, Knight Crow shook his head imperceptibly. This guard is still too young. Although he has learned a lot of skills in the guard team, did his eyes grow white just now? Fighting alone is very difficult for Kiel. The odds are against the odds.

Although Kiel looks too young, only about seventeen years old, his combat experience and experience are far beyond the average person.

In this case, the best way is for the two to attack from left to right, or from front to back. Make Kiel unable to take care of the front and back, and show his flaws to defeat him.

Before tonight's hand-to-hand combat test, Knight Crowe offered a gold coin as a reward in order to increase the participation rate of the people around him. As long as anyone can defeat Kiel as the leader tonight, he will be rewarded with a gold coin.

In the beginning, they were just some lucky guys who came here for money, but they were quickly knocked down by Kiel, and they couldn’t even get Kiel to warm up. But as the atmosphere gradually heated up, some self-reliant militia captains or guards off the field.

At this time, Kiel has already shown his strength. Even if he goes up and is knocked down by Kiel two or three times at this time, no one will think that they are not good enough. In this way, powerful people appeared enthusiastically.

Facing the catch-and-throw pounce from the young guard, Keir squatted slightly, then jumped to the side to avoid the opponent's pounce.

More than that, Kiel directly grabbed the opponent's left hand, then made a half-circle with his left foot as the center, added strength to the opponent, and directly threw the young guard out high.

"Ahhhh~~~~"

The young guard screamed helplessly and was thrown out by Kiel, crashing into the crowd of onlookers.

The onlookers were not stupid, and directly took out the small hand shields that had been handed out. After a few people blocked it, the young guard slapped it on the shield, and then the whole person fell limply to the ground after a bang.

"Oh ha ha ha ha!"

People let out a roar of laughter. Hearing the ridicules that filled their ears, the young guard who fell on the ground blushed, and simply pretended to be stunned, lying on the ground motionless.

Knight Crowe chuckled, not puncturing the clumsy acting skills of the young men, but just waved his hand to let the 'comatose' careless guy be carried to the priest for treatment.

The other militiaman was not so careless. After seeing the price paid by his 'companion' for his recklessness, he immediately took cautious precautions. His idea was very good. After all, Keir had already defeated five or six strong guys before him, so his physical strength was exhausted at this time.

If I consume it with him, I must consume more energy than the other party.

After all, as a farm boy, he is relatively confident in his physical strength from working hard in the land all day.

On the other side, facing the opponent's defensive posture and wanting to fight a protracted battle with him, Keir grinned. Struggles seem dangerous and violent from the outside, but when you are actually in it, the excitement of facing unknown difficulties and challenges makes Kiel tremble slightly with excitement.

He rolled his eyes, he didn't know what he thought of, and his subsequent actions surprised the people around him.

Because Kiel directly imitated the actions of the reckless young guard just now. After striding forward, he directly opened his arms and hands and rushed forward.

The militiaman gritted his teeth and wanted to imitate Kiel's movements, but gave up as soon as he moved his body. Instead, he took a half step back, and then raised his two fists, ready to shake off Kiel's pounce.

But it's not so easy, Keir seems to want to hug the opponent and fall, but in fact, after rushing over, he separated the opponent's arm with one hand, and clasped the other hand directly on the shoulder of the militiaman.

The shoulders of the other party are relatively strong, but after all, the family does not have enough meat to provide this brave young man. Compared with Keir, his physical condition is far worse.

Kiel clasped the opponent's shoulder with one hand, and then pulled hard. The militiaman grabbed Kiel's strong arm with the other hand, but his thinner arm couldn't move Kiel's arm that was exerting strength at all.

When Kiel grabbed his shoulder and pulled it hard, one arm of the militiaman immediately lost strength and went limp.

Kiel freed one hand and then grabbed the opponent's other hand, then crossed and rotated, so that the militiaman was directly caught with both hands, with his back facing Kiel.

Pushing his knees directly to the opponent's back, and then pulling the militiaman's hands back, the severe pain defeated the young militiaman's courage at once.

The young man begged for mercy, and the wailing accompanied by pain caused everyone around to watch Knight Crowe.

But Knight Crowe didn't move, he watched what Kiel would do at this time.

Gritting his teeth, Kiel pressed the restrained militiaman to the ground, then quickly let go of one hand, stretched it like a knife, and hit the militiaman on the back of the head.

boom.

After being hit hard here, the militiamen immediately fell dizzy and limp to the ground.

Keel stood up, relieved.

Only then did the crowd of onlookers who came over cheered.

"Hmm, continue? How about the three of you this time?" Knight Crowe ordered the fainted militiamen to be carried down, and then asked.

Kiel agreed without thinking, and immediately, three guards walked into the field and began to take off their armor.

Gudong.

Kiel swallowed, and then felt that he agreed a little too soon.

The three of them obviously came prepared.

"That guy was a bit careless just now, this time the three of us will go together, Kiel, are you okay?" A middle-aged guard at the head shook his tendons and asked Kiel maliciously. .

Although a little scared, Keir still beckoned and let them come together.

"Go! Go! Go!"

"Defeat him! A gold coin!"

"Don't embarrass our guards again! Let's go together, surround him from the left, middle and right!"

Someone made a move from below, which caused the middle-aged guard who led the field to wave his hand impatiently, telling people to stop talking.

Originally, one fight against three would be an invincible victory, but the tactics of outflanking and suppressing would be embarrassing.

He explained to the left and right, and then strode towards Kiel himself.

The middle-aged guard was tall and strong, and his weapon was a large steel sword. He was the bravest guy among the guards.

Although he didn't have a weapon in his hand at this time, as the great sword soldier who was the vanguard of breaking the enemy, he was also a pioneer in fighting with bare hands!

"Roar!" With a loud shout, the man straightened his arm as a sword, and slashed at Kiel heavily.

The strong and hard arm muscles were stretched like a big sword he used often, looking at everything, Kiel didn't dare to block it at all, so he could only dodge it. He dodges to the left, then raises his leg slightly and kicks the opponent's knee.

But immediately, he was forced back by the opponent's other arm.

The middle-aged man's left and right arms were like two weapons, which directly ignited the enthusiasm of the big guys watching the excitement around him.

"Good! Well done!"

"Break Kiel's arm! Keel, block quickly and let him break your arm!"

"Boring, I want to see rivers of blood flow!"

The people around were chattering wildly.

Keir calmed down. This man looked powerful, but in fact he didn't surpass him by much in terms of height and weight. Therefore, the seemingly invincible arm as a sword at this time is just an illusion that can be punctured!

Keir found the right time, saw an attack from the opponent's waved downwards, rushed half a step, and then raised his knee and slammed into the opponent's arm.

Use your strong knees to break the opponent's offensive!

boom! Under the blow, Keel retracted the impacted leg and rubbed it a little. But the other party was holding his arm and forearm in pain. Obviously, the blow just now had caused an invisible injury to the other party.

After this, the booing of the people around stopped immediately, but soon, as the middle-aged guards of the other side cautiously recruited two companions, people saw the opportunity to beat up Kiel again.

"Go together!"

The short words directly doubled the pressure on Kiel.

Kiel had to change direction, rushed to the left and pushed away a person blocking the way, Kiel stopped immediately, and pushed the opponent directly into the middle-aged guard before the man could react.

"Damn it!" The two cursed in unison, and then they bumped into each other.

Keir directly stepped on the two of them and passed them, and kicked the third person behind the middle-aged man.

Although the man was startled when his companion fell to the ground, he immediately crossed his arms in a defensive posture, and directly took a flying kick from Kiel.

His fighting posture was very stable. He resisted Kiel's attack, and his whole body remained motionless. The soles of both feet stepped back half a meter on the ground, then stood still with his left foot, and kicked his right foot back to Kiel.

Kiel's attack came back in vain, and as soon as he landed, he could only slap his opponent's kick with both hands.

Papa, both hands barely pushed away the opponent's foot, and after a little numbness, they clenched into fists, and directly punched the person's face.

The man raised his hand to block them all, but Kiel's attacks continued and he punched six times in one breath. He reacted to block the first three punches, but after connecting the three punches, his arms were numb, but he couldn't take the next few punches from Keir.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

The last three punches all hit the opponent's stomach under the sternum. After the three punches, the man vomited acid water from his mouth.

After falling on his back, he could only hug his abdomen in pain, and vomited acid water and blood from his mouth.

"OK!"

"Good fight!"

"Be careful behind you!"

People around were happy and congratulated. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com almost regarded itself as Kiel and punched those powerful punches. Someone else noticed that the two people behind Keel got up and immediately spoke to Kiel to remind them.

They don't need to remind them, Keir has experience in dealing with multiple enemies, and he will not fail to pay attention to the situation of the two behind him.

He turned around directly and caught a heavy punch from the middle-aged guard.

The opponent's punch even pushed him back a little.

Gritting his teeth, Kiel rushed forward without retreating, lowered his head and pressed his head against the opponent's naked chest.

At this moment, he possessed Zidane, exerted all his strength, and directly slammed his head up.

At this moment, everyone around was stunned.

Everyone watched helplessly as the middle-aged guard, who had gained the upper hand in the counterattack, only received one blow, as if hit by a heavy hammer, and fell to the ground with his body bent backwards.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"So clever! Well done, Keel!"

Keir shook his head, and walked towards the last guard who was not knocked down by him with staggering strides.

"Don't come here!"

The guard let out a cry like a frightened deer, which made the man regret it later, because everyone called him 'Fawn Bowke' afterwards, and no one called him by his name properly anymore.

Although it is normal to have a nickname, and even without a nickname, no one can remember a person, but he doesn't want this nickname.

A little too weak.

Even if he continues to explain how violent he is to everyone he knows, every friend and companion will happily imitate his cry, shouting: "Don't come here!" he.