[Comprehensive · Main HP] Arthur's Adventure

As it was getting brighter, Arthur sat in the tent and wiped his bow with papier-mache paper.Arlo took a few hunters who were dexterous enough to set traps.

After wiping it for the last time, Arthur threw away the paper, carried the bow and arrow and sword on his back, and walked out.

In the open space outside the tent, the female elf and the children were sitting there busy.Arthur looked around, almost everyone's face was filled with anxiety.

Arthur withdrew his gaze and walked outside the camp.

A group of elves were busy outside the camp, they squatted or knelt and scattered around the camp.They followed Arlo's instructions and placed the traps in their hands.

Arthur looked at the traps piled up on the side, walked over, took one in his hand, and observed it carefully.

It's a round, flat thing, and it's green, and there's nothing else to see.

Arlo came over, squatted down beside Arthur, and then made a small shallow hole on the ground. He raised his head and said to Arthur, "Do you want to try?"

Arthur also squatted down, and he put the things in his hand into the small pit, Arlo suddenly stopped him, "You are upside down."

Arthur turned the two identical traps upside down and gently placed them in the small pit.

Arlo covered the trap with camouflage, and went to point out other elves.Arthur looked at it quietly for a while, then turned and left.

The other side of the camp is building a shelter. In order to prevent the news from leaking, the human city lord will not send people to help, and the safety of the old, young, women and children in the clan depends on themselves.

Therefore, the construction of shelters is necessary.

When Arthur passed by, there was intensive excavation over there.The shelter is half dug, and someone is filling it with stones and planks.

Elder Hurley stood aside and continued to use magic to strengthen the walls and ground.

At night, the shelter was built, and the elf and the children took enough food and water to hide in it.

The hunters put on their best armor, polished their long swords and were ready to go.

Nothing happened that night.But no one is letting up.Everyone knows that this is just the calm before the storm.

Arthur had killed so many robbers, and they all knew that the other would not let it go.But no one will blame Arthur, because this battle is related to their life and death.

On the second night, nothing happened again, except that the elves and children were still hiding in the shelter, and the hunters were still doing the same things as usual.

On the third day, Avar arranged for two teams to go hunting.That night, the robbers finally came.

Except for Arlo, all the elves hid themselves in the darkness.

Arthur drew his bow and set his arrow, aiming at the bandit who was probably the leader walking in the front.

When the bandits saw Arlo, the bandit leader whistled excitedly.Arlo didn't stop, turned around and ran.The robbers excitedly chased after him and were led into the place where the trap was set.

Arlo pulled out his saber and thrust it hard into the ground before the bandits rushed over, causing a large trap to burst open.At the same time, Arthur let go of his right hand, and the feathered arrow pierced straight into the head of the bandit leader. The bandit leader fell to the ground without a groan, completely dead.

No matter where they are, the robbers will always be a mob. Seeing that the boss died so easily, they were frightened. The people in front turned around and wanted to run, while the people behind were surrounded by traps and wanted to run forward.Two groups of people collided, you squeezed me and I squeezed you, and soon someone was pushed to the ground, and was trampled to death by his companions within two strokes.

And Arthur's arrow seemed to be a signal, and the elf hunters hiding around shot arrows one after another.

The arrows fell on the robbers like rain.

Because the distance was not far, each of these arrows pierced a robber.

Even if the elves have not fallen to where they are today, their archery skills are not something ordinary people dare to try.

After several waves of arrows were shot, the traps on the ground were also exhausted.Most of the robbers died too.Alva pulled out the huge sword hanging from his back, "Kill them!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

For a moment, the elves shouted and killed loudly.

The bandits, who had been routed before, seemed to have finally reacted. They raised their weapons one after another, and quickly formed a circle back to back.

Arlo rushed down the steep slope to windward and kicked the nearest bandit on the forehead.Arlo's original strength was great, coupled with the effect of inertia, the Qian robber was caught off guard and was kicked to smash his head, and his body fell to the ground, leaving red and white on the ground.

"Kill these untouchables! Capture their women and children and sell them for money!" a robber shouted.

"Kill them!"

"For gold coins!"

……

The robbers shouted one after another.

Arthur sneered, and casually pulled out the dagger stuck in his leg and threw it forward.The dagger was inserted straight into the throat of the robber who yelled the most.

The robber made a few 'clack' sounds and fell to the ground.

At this time, the two parties finally faced each other head-on.

Arlo was really strong, even braver than the chief of the Singerson tribe. All the robbers who flocked to him were killed by him like chopping vegetables.

It didn't take long for Arlo's side to become a vacuum, and the robbers didn't dare to approach him at all.

The same situation also appeared around Arthur and Alva.

The fighting power of these three elves is completely beyond the imagination of the robbers.

In the end, the three kept wandering around the periphery of the battle circle, trying to kill every bandit who tried to escape.

The fierceness that was aroused at the beginning was dissipated, and the blood was cold.

The robbers began to feel fear.

They screamed and tried to escape, but were harvested by the elves chasing after them.

The elves also suffered heavy casualties, the inexperienced young elves were almost killed and injured, and the experienced hunters were also killed.

But it was all worth it, the elves thought as they slew the last bandit.

Here, every day they can meet the city elves who come to join the clan. Although waiting for the children to grow up is a long process, there is no doubt that they are part of this war that should have been wiped out. the winner.

The city lord sent his own guards who had been cleaned up and the wizards in the city to help the elves.

The wounded were carried away for medical treatment, the dead elves were buried, and the bodies of the robbers were dragged to the nearby woods and buried on the spot.

The women were busy, and the wizards patiently treated the wounded.Arlo and the leader of this group of wizards, a gray-haired witch, stood aside and said something.Arthur sat on the hillside outside the camp, watching the group of city lord's guards digging holes in the ground one by one.

The plants here will grow well, right?

Arthur thought absently.

Everyone was busy with their own affairs, Arthur was not injured, so everyone ignored him.

Arthur sat for a while, stood up, walked to the lake not far away and sat down again.

Arthur's face was reflected on the calm water, and Arthur saw his face was scarlet and blood-stained.Arthur scooped up water and washed his face.

After washing his face, there was a contrast, and the pervasive stickiness made Arthur feel uncomfortable.

Arthur frowned and stood up. He looked around, and there were faint figures in the camp and the woods.

Arthur goes up the river | walks.

Arthur stayed away from the crowd and went deep into the forest.

Arthur began to remove the armor one by one, and finally walked into the book wearing only close-fitting clothes and holding his own armor.

Patiently cleaning all the blood on the armor, Arthur put the armor on the grass by the lake, and then began to wash his body.

After taking a refreshing bath, Arthur went ashore again. He cast a quick-drying spell on himself, and then began to put the dried armor on his body one by one.

A whistle sounded abruptly, and Arthur still put on the armor unhurriedly.

Seeing himself ignored, a very young human man jumped from the tree.

He has thick black hair and golden eyes that are considered ominous.He was wearing a sky blue shirt, black leggings, and dark brown leather boots.There was a fistful of anger hanging from his waist, and the two barrels of guns on his back protruded a little from his shoulders.

Arthur held the helmet in his arms, and glanced casually at his callused hands.

This is a seasoned ranger.

Arthur was not interested in him, and turned around with his helmet on to leave.

"Wait!" the ranger said, "I saw it, you are a wild wizard."

Arthur ignored him and continued walking back.

"I have a lot of connections with the Templars, if I tell them..."

Arthur stopped and turned around, "What do you want?"

The ranger grinned when he saw Arthur's attention turned back to himself.He made a very funny salute, "My name is Claude, I don't know your name?"

Arthur glanced at him and said, "Arthur Slytherin."

The ranger straightened up, "Since we have exchanged names, we are now friends." The ranger took a few steps back, picked up the crossbow and shot an arrow at the tree on the opposite bank, with a rope tied to the end of the arrow.

The ranger used this rope to swing over easily.

Arthur was a little surprised, this person's body looked quite strong, but he didn't expect that this seemingly slender penis could bear his weight.

"What's wrong? Fascinated by me?" Claude asked very frivolously.

Arthur looked at Claude with a very caring look, turned around and left with his helmet in his arms.

Claude hurriedly followed Arthur, "You just left? Aren't you afraid that I will tell the Templars about you being a wizard?"

Arthur just sneered, "You can go ahead and say it, but you don't know how your very friendly Templars will deal with you if you lie about the information like this."

Claude froze for a moment, then frowned.