Chapter 12: Fighting, Fighting

"There are many forms of spells, and they don't have to be shouted out loud, and the medium materials are also different, such as the potions you have dodged and drunk, the medium materials have penetrated into your body, and you yourself are the medium materials. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Ah, isn't that amazing? Can I do other magic? Bibo laughed, and it didn't seem to be that troublesome.

"Hahaha, so naΓ―ve. There are many types of magic, and the magic of the demons is even more strange, and there are basically three categories of magic that we humans master: the first type is the blessing class, like you, with additional concentration or other, there is an effect of enhancing combat effectiveness or healing, this kind of magic is the simplest, but it is also the most troublesome, because you can't learn it yourself, you have to be like you, there is talent in the bloodline, and there is a master like Taiban to guide you. Therefore, in the current army, there are usually magicians who bless the warriors with such blessings before each battle. But there are very few people on the continent who can use it themselves, and the legend says that only people from the Lannos family can use it, that is, demon warriors, there are many kinds of blessings of this kind, and the top demon warriors will exert their bodies to the extreme, with amazing explosive power and combat power! In the current mainland, in addition to real magicians, ordinary priests and mage apprentices can bless themselves or others through the scrolls they make, but the time is very limited, and this kind of scroll is also the largest expenditure of the army. ”

"There is also an attack class, mainly relying on the medium materials of the four elements of wind, fire, thunder, and water, to produce attack effects, of course, in addition to talent, spells and medium materials are very important, and the price is expensive, so this is why the battle mage on the continent is so rare, the strongest battle mage, will cast meteorites in the sky, with the power of one person can destroy an army, but it is also full of danger, like me, once there is no medium material, just like ordinary people. The third type is the summoning class, there are very few such magicians, it is said that they exchange their lives with demons, sign contracts, and thus summon all kinds of strange monsters, as their own powerful attack force, they will also summon all kinds of magic arrays, so that the enemies caught in it are harmed by the evil shadows, as far as I know, in the past hundred years, no one has really fought with them. ”

"That's amazing!" Sam laughed, "One of you is a great demon warrior, the other is a battle archmage, then I'll go learn a summoning spell, when I'm hungry, I can summon a bunch of delicious things, roast boar pie, pigeon meat pie, cherry liqueur, pecan cheese bread and the like, when you're tired, summon a carpet of dues, lie on it, and you can go where you want to go, haha!" ”

Bibo, who was about to taunt Sam, suddenly closed his mouth, and everyone found that the slope ahead was thirty meters up, which was the exit.

When the group came out of the cave, they found that the sky had become brighter, and they looked far away towards the square of the pit, and there was no one there, and Sir Jerome's army seemed to have left, and the tents looked empty, and the little squirrel was gone, and they decided to look around, the air was full of damp smells, the clouds were low, the wind was howling, and the rain was coming.

"Damn, these brutes!" Bibo frowned, cursing incessantly. At the entrance of the road leading to the town in the mine, they found the body of a poor old man, the shabby gray cloak had been torn to pieces, the rattan wooden cane was broken into two pieces, the longest one was poked into the neck, under the pierced body, the dried nettle grass had been soaked in scarlet, the blood had not yet dried, Sam cautiously approached, and opened the burlap pockets scattered on the side, a roll of hemp rope, a small half candle, and half a piece of black and hard oatmeal bread, and then looked ahead, there were more corpses lying horizontally, there were villagers, There were garrisons and soldiers from Fort Santeny. Agnes shuddered, the three teenagers had never seen such a horrific scene.

What's going on? Bibo looked around, there seemed to be no sign of any living creatures in the town, the dark clouds were still low, thunder could be heard in the distance, and the buildings around the square were constantly emitting thick puffs of smoke, and the fire had been extinguished.

The three of them cautiously arrived at the square, the rain finally fell, close to the little dagger tavern, the more intense Bibo's heartbeat became, this building that was not burned down was surrounded by some dead horses and burned and scattered wagons, and corpses, he saw the garrison Captain Locke, Mayor Jeffrey, and some familiar people, all lying in a pool of blood, the corpses of dark green orcs were also scattered everywhere, and there were many corpses of low-level monsters such as jackals and half-orcs.

The battle seemed to be over, and Bibo could faintly see the swaying figure in the Little Dagger Tavern, he took a deep breath, picked up a longbow and a few arrows from a Fort Santny soldier on the ground, he gestured, Sam and Agnes nodded, looking around vigilantly, always on the lookout for possible danger.

The rain was already soaking through his clothes, and Billo gently put his arrow on his longbow and began to slowly approach the little dagger tavern. The sound of the rain was so loud that he couldn't hear anything else, leaning against the edge of the window, Jaime kept muttering, his body shaking from the cold rain, just like the first time he shot a corrosive spider in the mine.

Through the broken window, Jaime saw Fat Hot, the fireplace was lit, and he curled up there, his hands on his calves, the blood oozing from his fingers had soaked both hands red, all the tables and chairs in the hall were in pieces, corpses were everywhere, except for a few ordinary people, but also the tavern lady and two innkeepers, and even two patrolmen of the garrison, their swords piercing through the breastplate and sticking into their hearts, swaying incessantly with the agitation of the hall.

The orcs were there, Jaime squinted, wiping the rain from his face, there were five of them, and two of the maces used by the guys over two meters tall seemed to be able to break the shields of the heavy cavalry of Fort Santeny. The remaining three were moving food and barrels out of the tavern, skins and knives wrapped around their bodies aside, their dark green skin exposed, their fangs casting huge shadows on the walls under the shaking of the firelight, looking terrifying, and it seemed that they were ready to stay here for a while.

Bibo didn't know why they hadn't killed Hoth, the hatred for these orcs made his scalp tense for a while, and the anxiety was finally coming to an end, and Bibo looked at Agnes and motioned for her and Sam to hide.

"Suffer death!" Bibo also occasionally used a longbow to improve his life by hunting game in the southern woodlands, and with the added power of concentration to his arrows, he was confident that he would be able to win by surprise.

The battle began randomly, and the orcs who heard the shouts turned their heads for a split second, and Jaime's first arrow hit the throat of an orc who wielded a mace, its eyes widened and blood spurted out of its throat. The other orc immediately threw out the giant mace in his hand, the window was completely cracked, and Jaime was shocked, and by the time he got up, the tall orc had already rushed out of the tavern hall, and the other three orcs had already long knives in their hands, and they were rushing out.

Bibo quickly got up and randomly drew a second arrow with his backhand, hitting the head of an orc with a long knife, and before he could make a sound, he immediately fell to the ground, tripping the guy behind him.

"Be careful!" Sam shouted, and Agnes hurriedly picked up a javelin and threw it hard, but missed.

Before Bibo could draw his third arrow, the mace was already smashed into him, and Bibo immediately twisted to the side, dodging the deadly blow. Before he could catch his breath, the long knife of another orc had already fallen, and Bibo could no longer dodge, his left arm was slashed, and the pain slowed his movements, but he still managed to pull out the third arrow and plunge it into the head of the long-knife orc with his right hand.

The long-knife orc, who had tripped and fallen to the ground just now, had already rushed up at this time, and began to attack Bibo with one left and one right. Suddenly, a figure flashed and knocked away the long knife orc, Bibo endured the huge pain in his left arm, he fell to the ground, grabbed the long knife dropped by the orc, and stabbed the tall giant's calf fiercely, "Whoa~~" A miserable scream, Bibo cut off the left leg of the giant hand, and the unbalanced orc screamed and fell to the ground, angrily raising the mace, ready to launch a fatal blow to Bibo's head.

Bibo had no strength to move, he lay on the ground panting, the pain in his heart made it impossible for him to lift the long knife, the longbow had been damaged, did he die here? "Bibo!" He turned his head to see the rushing figure, Sam had shaken off the longknife orc, knocking him out of the mace's range.

"No!!" Billy felt a heart-rending pain, not from his injured left arm, but from seeing the huge mace slam into Sam's back, blood spurting out of his mouth and spreading in an instant with the rain.

"Sam!!" Agnes pulled out the adamantite dagger stuck in the head of the long-knife orc, and when she saw Sam who had fallen to the ground, she immediately collapsed on the ground, and tears instantly gushed out.

Hearing Agnes' shout, the tall orc, who had lost his left leg, turned his head, just in time to see that the emaciated human girl was in the range of his attack, and raised the mace again, "No, you damn devil!" Bibo ran a few steps faster and knocked over the last orc at once, and the hatred made him forget the pain, Bibo attached all his concentration to his right hand, and lifted the falling mace and smashed it into the orc's huge head.

"Ahhh Go to hell! Before he could react, the orc's head was smashed to pieces, and the blow drained all of Bibo's strength, and he fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and after confirming that the orc was dead, he hurried to Sam, who had just saved his life.

Sam was already angry, Agnes was holding him, tears and rain washed away the blood on his face, he raised a hand, and Bibo immediately held it tightly and sobbed, "No, no, Sam! I'll take you to the doctor, no, find Taiban, he will definitely cure you!! Aren't you a magician, Egnes? Think of a way! ”、

"Woo, woo...... "Egnes shook her head and hugged Sam tightly, "it's all my fault, I lost my backpack, I can't cast any spells without materials, otherwise, Woo Woo, I would have been able to repel these orcs just now...... Sam, hold on, we'll find a way to save you......"

"It doesn't matter," Sam said softly, "Bibo, on your own, ahem, I can't be your sword, I can't be your shield, ahem, ahem, ahem, ......ahem, ahem, ”

"Let's go into the garrison together...... Sam, don't! Bibo stared at Sam's pale face, blood still oozing from beneath him, and Agnes pressed it in a hurry but to no avail.

"Go the rest of the way, I'll be in our town, cough cough cough, don't go anywhere," Sam suddenly smiled softly and raised his hand to point to the pool in the square, "Over there, bury me with my father, it's good, it's good, it's good, I don't disgrace him." ”

Then, no matter how Bibo and Agnes shouted, Sam had no response, long swords, armor, unfulfilled dreams, Bibo looked back on the past years, and no matter what, he didn't want to believe what was happening in front of him.

"Don't move!" Suddenly, there was the sound of a sword unsheathed from behind him, and the raindrops gradually faded, and Bibo let go of his hand holding Sam, his eyes blurred with tears.

The peaks of strength loomed in the mist, and the sky was overcast like an autumn evening.