Mercenaries and Adventurers

Although the bandit leader looked heroic and knocked down the church priest on horseback, he roared back the surrounding crowd and strode out from the armed crowd. In fact, he looked invincible at this time. In fact, his body was moving sideways, his head was slightly turned to the right, and he kept looking at the knight who was running towards this side with the corner of his right eye.

When he saw that damned knight running over, he subconsciously started to run on his feet.

There was a carriage blocking the road beside him. He took a quick glance and found that although the horses pulling the carriage were average, they were strong and round, and seemed to allow him to ride away from here.

Although the horse pulling the cart did not have riding equipment such as saddles, the bandit leader didn't care much at this time. He swung the big ax in his right hand twice on the back of the horse's buttocks, and chopped off the thick belts that pulled the cart. broken.

But before he turned over and rode on the horse, a young man with serious injuries stood up in the carriage pulled by the horse.

"Get off your horse and go away now, I'll pretend I didn't see you."

The bandit leader turned his head abruptly, and looked at the young man who made such wild words.

The man's left arm was seriously injured, and he managed to stop the bleeding with the torn clothes, but the cut flesh was red and white, revealing deep bone scars. On the shoulders and chest of this young man, only rags were used to plug the cut wounds. The only good right hand was empty, and the clothes on his body were made of better materials. It was destroyed when it was cut to stop the bleeding.

This young man has long hair, which is scattered behind him, but his eyes are like tumbling flames, and it is easy for people to see the intense emotions contained in them. But there was no expression on the young man's face.

"Heh, what kind of dog dares to say such a thing, have you drunk too much?"

The bandit leader ignored the man's wild words at all, grabbed the horse's hair with his left hand, and was about to slam his legs and escape from here.

Not far away, the knight had already rushed to the place where the priest landed, and seemed to be checking the priest's situation. If he didn't leave, it would take more than ten seconds for the knight to rush over even if he didn't ride a horse, which was very dangerous.

But at the next moment, before the excited horse started to run, the young man behind the bandit leader turned around and pulled out his long sword from a lying bandit corpse, letting go of the little boy who was holding the old businessman's back to stop the bleeding. The legs quickly stepped on the supplies in the cargo box of the carriage, jumped up, and rushed from the air to the neck and back of the bandit leader like a bird of prey.

The long sword in the right hand is received by the right side of the chest when it is flying in the air, and it is charged like a deadly bird's claw, and it can be stabbed out instantly at any time after it reaches a suitable distance.

A sense of deadly threat came from behind, and the bandit leader gave a strange cry, and the big ax held in his right hand instantly turned in one direction, and then turned the ax to hold it behind him from an angle with a high probability of hurting himself. Resist this deadly assault with the broad head of the great axe.

"court death-"

He yelled like this, but in his heart he hoped that the horse under his crotch could run forward. As long as the horse started to run a little farther away, the young man who rushed behind him would have no choice but to return.

But at this moment, the little boy in the cargo box of the carriage, who was pressing the wound on the old businessman's back to stop the bleeding, blew a whistle violently.

"Shhh-"

The whistle was very anxious, and it broke after only half the sound, but the effect was particularly surprising. The chariot horse that was turned over by the bandit leader and slammed on its stomach had already made a running movement. , but after hearing the boy's whistle, he stopped in place.

This unexpected turn of events caught the bandit leader by surprise, but the next moment, the young Will, who was jumping in the air, stabbed his long sword towards the bandit leader.

Even if he saw the other party using an ax to defend against his surprise attack, the teachers of the academy had taught him not to take back the sword that had already been stabbed.

So, he didn't take back the sword in his hand, he used all the strength of his right arm, and with the speed of jumping and falling, he stabbed straight at the opponent's back.

Clang——

Sparks burst and flew, and the tough long sword was bent like a bow, but the other side of the collision was also uncomfortable.

The big ax hit by the huge force hit the bandit leader's back directly, turning the cursing from the bandit leader's mouth into a muffled groan, and his whole body couldn't help but fell forward.

Since the horses under his crotch belonged to the cart horses, there were no saddles and stirrups. The bandit leader couldn't sit on the smooth horse's back at all, and was knocked off the horse after being hit hard.

With a bang, the bandit leader's fat body crushed a small box in front of the carriage. The box contained no one knows what was in it, but it was quite strong.

"Uh, **** it, **** it! If you want to die, then come!"

Cursing in his mouth, the bandit leader propped himself up with his left hand and got up.

And the young Will, using the shock force of the attack in mid-air, stayed in the air for a moment, and then landed straight on the ground. As soon as he squatted on the ground, he bent down and raised his sword to pass under the horse, and like a shadow, he went straight to the bandit leader who had just got up.

But when the bandit leader swung his axe, Will had to dodge. The weight of the two weapons is not at the same level. Just now the opponent's ax was able to defend against his attack, but now that the opponent's ax is swung, his long sword cannot resist.

The weapon in your hand will be beaten.

From the equipment and behavior of the opponent, Will knew that this person was probably the leader of a bandit. He had dealt with many bandits in the past few years and knew how to deal with them.

Will flicked to the right, kicked his legs diagonally, and swung the long sword in his hand like a rainbow, aiming at the opponent's empty left arm.

The bandit leader subconsciously wanted to raise his left arm to resist, but the next moment he realized that his usual shield had been thrown away by him just now.

But this young man moved very fast, and the long sword in his hand was surprisingly fast. The ax couldn't keep up with the opponent's attack at all, so he had to use the studded armguard on his left forearm to resist the sword.

Ping - scoff.

The long sword slashed across, knocking away an iron rivet on the studded armguard, and then scratched a piece of flesh underneath.

The tip of the sword was stained with blood again.

It was just a minor injury, and the bandit leader didn't even groan. After taking a step back, he kicked the supply box that was crushed by him just now, and kicked all the things inside towards the young man.

Will saw all kinds of sundries coming, stepped back and waved the long sword in front of him, knocking away the kicked bits and pieces.

But at this time, the bandit leader didn't bother with the young man at all. He still remembered the knight who would chase after him at any time, and that was the real killer! As for the young man in front of him who wields a sword, although his swordsmanship is good and he reacts quickly, his injuries are not serious. If he fights with him, does this person have the physical strength?

He was able to overthrow thirty of his bandits with his bare hands. The young man in front of him was badly injured and bleeding, so that his bandits would not fight back and let him kill him. How many times could this man kill before his energy was exhausted?

So he stepped back quickly while leaning sideways, and asked, "What's your name? I'll ask you to get it back this time."

Will turned the long sword upside down and stuck it in the soil beside him, then pressed his right hand against the wound on his shoulder and chest: "I'm Will, and it's inconvenient to say my last name."

"Will? Uh, I seem to have heard your name."

Will looked up at the bandit leader who was quickly retreating away, and responded coldly: "There are many people with this name, not necessarily the one you think."

After speaking, he glanced at the middle of the refugee team, where a swift black shadow was heading straight for the bandit leader.

He just watched, neither reminding nor going up to chase.

He saw that the opponent also finally reacted to the incoming crossbow, and subconsciously turned around and put his left arm against the front of his body, but that guy probably forgot that he didn't have a shield in his hand, and his body's crisis reaction was far faster than his brain.

In this way, the opponent hilariously used the air on his arm to resist the incoming crossbow arrows, and then the crossbow arrows passed through the opponent's air shield, pierced the opponent's entire left arm, and even injured part of the side ribs.

"Hmph."

He smiled, but then continued to press the wound with his hands, the pain was unbearable, and the enemy left, he no longer needed to bear the pain, sat cross-legged on the ground, and re-tightened the blood-stopping cloth.

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"Damn it! It's the crossbowman on the carriage!"

The bandit leader didn't have time to pull out the crossbow that pierced his arm, so he had to take advantage of the opportunity of the opponent's stringing and reloading to retreat quickly. Then he felt that the opponent might re-aiming, and then dodged left and right to retreat.

However, the crossbowman on the roof of the carriage in the distance did not continue to shoot, probably because the distance was too far, and there was no possibility of hitting. It may also be that he gave up after being on guard.

Just as the bandit leader breathed a sigh of relief, a stone suddenly hit him from a bush beside him.

This was very sudden, and the bandit leader didn't respond, and was hit on the head by the stone.

However, he wore a soldier's helmet with iron armor on his head. Although this attack was sudden, it had little effect.

"Who? Who's messing with you￥#￥? Come out!"

The bandit leader roared in panic, turned his head to look at the top of the carriage in the distance, and glanced at the surrounding bushes where people could hide.

Soon, he noticed a noise behind a luxuriant raspberry plant not far away. The bandit leader quickly picked up the stone that hit him on the head just now, held back the pain in his left arm, and lifted the stone The block was thrown over.

With a snap, the bush swayed, and then there was a scream of "meow!" from behind, and a long, hairy limb stood up straight. The tips of the limbs even bent towards him, as if they were 'looking' over to observe.

Knowing that he had angered the other party, the bandit leader panted heavily, and did not carelessly approach the strange thing, but kept moving his feet to keep away from the other party.

His gang has been hunted and chased by the local knight lords for several years, so they can only operate in the depths of the nearby forest. At that time, he realized how many mysterious and strange things that are very dangerous to human beings were hidden in the primitive mountain forest.

Sure enough, after a slender furry limb stood up behind the bush, another two furry limbs erected obliquely amidst the screams of beasts one after another. Looking at it at this time, it looked very weird.

"Monster? Or Warcraft? Damn it, it's probably attracted by the smell of blood. Go away, go away! Go to those refugees on the commercial road, there are many human beings there, and they are all your food! Go away, go eat them!"

The bandit leader didn't dare to turn his back to the strange thing behind the bush, so he kept moving his feet quickly and walking backwards.

There was another cry of the beast, and then two new fluffy limbs stretched out from behind the bush.

At this time, in the sight of the bandit leader, the ghost behind the bushes must be some kind of new monster that he has never seen before. He has no intention of fighting an unknown monster at this time, even if this monster ran to his territory.

Step by step like this, the bandit leader broke into the woods. Relying on the marks left on the tree trunk, he quickly ran to the temporary camp here. The other bandits who retreated probably returned to the temporary camp with the loot this time.

This time they made a fuss. Although they suffered a loss from the knight at noon, it didn't take long this afternoon, so they got it back cheaply.

Although the refugee team was indeed very poor, the bandit leader felt that the newly obtained luminous food must be valuable, and it was worthwhile to kill or injure some bandits. After all, as long as the team does not disperse and there is a lair, they can continuously recruit bandits or hooligans, and even some hungry refugees or deserters can continuously become new bandits.

As long as he has money in his pocket, or in other words, he can lead people to make money.

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Behind the bush before, Courage Mao Mao heaved a sigh of relief. It sneaked through the gaps in the raspberry branches and leaves in front of it to see the fat human fleeing into the woods, and then waved at the companions behind them who raised their tails Waving: "Meow meow."

Only then did everyone put down the five tails that stood up high, and knead the taut and stiff tails. I don't know if the tails are not happy, and the tails of a few of them kept flicking lightly at their owners.

It seems to be complaining about the bold behavior of maomao who pushes them out to pretend to be monsters and Warcraft when facing danger.

Behind the small bushes, there were actually eight Mao Maos gathered. Everyone muttered a few words, thinking that giving a stone to that fat human being would be enough to give a job to a powerful human. Without clearly stating the reward, everyone has done enough. too much.

Besides, they also defeated two bandits before!

Although the main reason for Mao Mao's action is that the two bandits look easy to bully and have metal weapons.

After meowing a few times, the Mao Maos lowered their bodies, let their tails stick to the ground, and sneaked back into the messy refugee team.

-

Kiel looked at the corpses and wounded everywhere with a cold face. Since the refugees at the back of the team ran fast enough after spotting the bandits, those who escaped did not lose much, and the bandits ignored the other people carrying Abandoned supplies, but strangely took away buckets and boxes of god-given food that the people spontaneously saved.

But these are not important. What really makes Kiel unhappy is that all the brave people who resisted the bandits have turned into pale and cold corpses at this moment. Even the dozen or so brave young religious believers brought by priest Batar in an emergency were hacked into indistinguishable broken corpses by the bandits, regardless of gender.

"Hoo, hoo."

Kiel was panting heavily, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with his left hand. The long sword hunting seemed to have felt the master's intentions, and it kept buzzing at this moment, wanting to jump out of the scabbard to kill the enemy.

Pa, a palm rested on Kiel's shoulder armor, and the spikes on the shoulder armor inspired a surge of divine protection from the opponent's palm.

"Warriors of Kiel, don't fall for the tricks again. I asked those bandits who were injured and captured. The nearby villages have been invaded by several gangs of bandits. The total number of them is astonishing. It is impossible for us to eliminate them."

Priest Batar's body was full of dirt, which was rubbed on the ground when he was thrown off his horse.

The priest didn't care about the divine protection in his hand, looked at Kiel and said, "I know what you're thinking, spend a few days to completely wipe out those bandits, right?"

Kiel raised his eyebrows: "Can't you? Even if those bandits pester me after death, I will agree. I shouldn't have been soft before, %￥."

"I'm going to treat the wounded right now, so let me just say a few words first." The priest said in a low voice, "The church's blessing ability is limited. The blessing ability of 'Blessed Bread' can only last me a day at most." Produce food for less than 1,000 people. Although we were attacked by bandits at the moment, less than 30 people actually died, and we still have a team of nearly 700 people."

"What do you mean?" Keel asked.

"I asked just now, and found that in the villages occupied by bandits, there are actually more people suffering than the number of bandits. These people are controlled by those bandits, and they cultivate fields to grow crops. Do you understand that even if you capture a bandit Our old lair, our team size will be close to the limit of the team size. But there are three nearby villages that are controlled by bandits, understand?"

Keir understood, and lowered his head to grind the weeds under his feet with his combat boots: "We can't feed so many people, can we? Why don't you save yourself? For example, only eat two-thirds of the original food?"

"They're not you. If you don't have enough to eat, you can't walk fast or far. Although you can still move forward, the speed of the team will become slower under the current situation. You may understand that the speed of the team does not depend on what you see. The fastest part of the team is the slowest. If you don't have enough to eat, you can only spend more time on the road looking for food that can be eaten, which will delay time. In fact, it is for everyone in the team more danger."

Kiel rolled his eyes: "Can the captured village be settled directly? Forget it, pretend I didn't say it,"

As soon as he said that, he wanted to understand that the nearby villages were occupied by bandits, so it was naturally not suitable for refugees to settle here. The nearby villages are all close to the trade road they are at the moment. Although there is no one on the trade road at this time, Keel knows that UU reading www.uukanshu.com At this moment, the bandits in the southern provinces who are unchecked are the only ones. Apart from armed caravans, the most important users of commercial roads at the moment.

The trade routes that facilitate the movement of caravans naturally also facilitate the large-scale movement of bandits.

The people who settled down here are supposed to be safe for a period of time. After all, the bandits in several nearby villages have been cleared, and there is a vacuum of bandit power. But after a long time, bandit gangs that have become bigger in other places will naturally move closer to occupy the territory, or attack the free villages that have not yet fallen.

The villages on the side of the commercial road are naturally not safe.

"Then let's defeat the bandits and save the people controlled by the bandits. Can we not bring them along? Let those people find their own way out?"

Keel asked tentatively, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he amused himself, knowing that he had asked a stupid question.

Sure enough, Priest Batar didn't say anything, he clenched his fist and hammered Kiel's chest: "You command everyone, I have to treat the wounded." After finishing speaking, the priest walked towards the wounded center not far away where wailing everywhere .

Although the pastor's hard work had no effect on those cunning bandits and disappointed the people in the team, his efforts were seen by everyone, and no one blamed the priest.

At that time, other religious believers who did not dare to fight were also ashamed to help the priests treat the wounded. These people did not dare to look at the corpses of those brave people who were put aside. It seems that the corpses of those companions who were alive not long ago are so dazzling.

"It's all my fault, hey, I fell into the tricks of those bandits."

Keel completely crushed the weeds under his feet. Although no one criticized him at the moment, he knew that many people around him probably thought so.

"Damn it."

He cursed under his breath.

"Damn it."