The journey she was looking forward to has finally begun, she has been waiting for three years, she should be in a hurry, right? No, no, she doesn't know my life or death yet, she must be praying for me somewhere, right?

Where is she?

Although the head of the regiment has been diligently helping me to investigate in the past three years, there has been no news. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAll I know is that the Blood Oblivion Mercenaries were wiped out three days after the attack on Roktar City, so I should go to the Shaylis Plains, where they last appeared, right?

It's windy, and it's very relaxing.

Compared to the battle with the robbers the day before yesterday, it was simply two worlds.

That night we climbed up the back hill with a local guide.

Attacking the outpost, opening the drawbridge, was our task.

Although the team I chose were all hunters who were good climbers, when it came to climbing the cliff, there were only 12 of us left. Seven archers, five swordsmen, including me.

"Captain, what should I do?" Archer Beckway asked quietly.

There are not enough people.

It's okay to sneak up on the eighteen people guarding the drawbridge, but the problem is that the last three camps - as long as the camp gate is blocked, it should be able to prevent them from attacking the regimental commander, but the camp gate needs at least four shield-wielding swordsmen to block it, and there are also patrolling sentries -

"Lao Bei, can a bow and arrow reach the camp gate on the tower?" I asked.

Beckway visually inspected, "The left and right two are fine, the middle one is too far." ”

"The terrain on the mountain is limited, and we are lucky to have only one camp gate set up in each of their three camps," I beckoned and motioned for them to approach, "In a while, Lao Bei will lead everyone to attack the tower on the drawbridge, and you four swordsmen will be responsible for the approaching robbers, just open the drawbridge and defend it." The archers left the patrols running close to them, and concentrated on the reinforcements coming out of the left and right camp gates, delaying their rescue as long as possible.

"What about the mid lane?" Beckway asked.

"Leave it to me," I gritted my teeth, "but the gate is deep enough to rush in without fear of bowing and arrows." As long as you can get the attention of the patrol sufficiently, I should use this gap to break through the door! ”

"You're looking for death! They rush out together and squeeze you to death! Beckway frowned.

"There's no time, just do it, act!" After saying that, I crawled to the middle camp alone.

It was nice to have a group of people who could be trusted, and who at the same time trusted me, and who, though disapproves, followed the instructions and went to the tower.

Not long after, signal rockets roared up from the bottom of the mountain.

In an instant, several sentries on the tower were shot down, and the patrol was alarmed and ran in the direction of the drawbridge where the screams were emanating.

Now is the time!

Before they notice, speed!

I jumped up and scurried forward.

While galloping, I saw that the camp gate in front of me was slowly opening, and a group of robbers rushed out with axes held high.

"Go back!" I swung my sword at the camp gate.

Unexpectedly, the robber who was attacked as soon as he opened the door was beheaded with his eyes glared, and I grabbed the corpse that was about to fall with my left hand and pushed it forward, while shouting "Enemy attack!" Enemy attack! Stand back! Stand back! ”

Due to the suddenness of the incident, the robbers instinctively stepped back according to the words, chance!

Press the "corpse shield" to the robber in front of you, and slash horizontally to the right with the hilt of the sword in your right hand. Middle!

"Ahh

The robbers flinched.

Taking advantage of this gap, I quickly looked behind me - as planned, the drawbridge was slowly lowering.

Surprise attack successful!

I breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the robbers who were retreating in front of me, and shouted the old words, "The gate has been breached, surrender you." ”

Of course, I didn't expect them to surrender, it was just to make them hesitate, even an extra second of time is precious, "I can't get through here, don't think about rescue!" I kept shouting.

"Form a line and rush out!" When the robbers saw that the two people who were rushing were killed again, they immediately organized four people to raise their shields and press forward side by side.

I laughed secretly, the result of the formation is that I can only move forward step by step, now I just need to step back step by step, wasting time is my goal.

These robbers are stupid.

However, when he was about to retreat to the door, suddenly a sword stabbed out from the shield wall, and the speed was so fast! I busied my sword to block, and "when" my sword broke in response.

And the sword was still piercing my brow.

I hurriedly threw the broken sword in my hand forward, leaping backwards and dodging it.

It's so strong! I drew my spare sword—

The robbers swarmed out, but they pounced after me.

But I didn't feel any lighter, I didn't move, I couldn't move.

Murderous, that's invisible murderousness.

In front of him stood a swordsman.

Red-haired, blue-claded, blood-red sword.

I vaguely heard the robbers shouting "Death, that kid is handed over to you!" ”

Death?

Yes, the murderous aura emanating from his body can only remind me of death.

He doesn't move, and neither do I.

He's sneering, but I'm sweating!

He took a step forward, drew his sword, quick!

I sword horizontally, sideways, back sword slash!

"Dang!" His sword struck me again, and he struck it flat, and it broke again.

In the same way, I took a step back.

He was still standing there, a sneer still on his lips.

Cat and mouse.

I don't feel like a cold sweat is dripping.

I'm the mouse.

Fear.

Although I have struggled many times in the face of death,

But this time, it was the closest death.

It's despair, despair of life!

I involuntarily began to tremble.

The Grim Reaper spoke, and although it was noisy, his voice sounded unusually clear.

"How old?"

Unable to answer, I was almost crushed by the sense of despair, "Fight! The word flashed through his mind, "I'm not going to die, she's waiting for me, she's waiting for me!" "In a trance, it seems that there is Ogi behind him, and there is Sakura.

Last courage.

With my right hand raised, I stabbed the broken sword with all my might.

The blood sword moved slightly, and it seemed to see it slash at the waist of my sword again.

I hurriedly lowered my sword and stabbed him in the lower abdomen from the bottom road.

The blood sword pointed straight at the center of my eyebrows, and I took another step slower.

Leaning, sliding sideways, the bloody sword is still in front of you.

Die!

My mind went blank,

Looking at the bloody sword in the center of his eyebrows in despair.

However, the Blood Sword only stopped at the moment.

"How old?" Still an emotionless voice.

"Sixteen." I swallowed thirstily and foamed.

"Sword, how many years?"

"Three years."

"Nabal, the red-haired god of death, has no mercenary."

"Threstin, Captain of the Windriders."

"Why do you want to learn a sword?" Death's tone was still low, but the murderous aura suddenly waned.

"To protect everything I want to protect." I blurted out that this was the belief that I had been trying to learn the sword.

Death sneered: "You have talent, but you are naïve. You can't even protect yourself. ”

With that, the Grim Reaper turned and walked away, leaving me on my knees due to the loss of fighting spirit.

Gasping for air, his whole body felt like it was falling apart.

In my ears, the phrase kept ringing, "You can't even protect yourself." ”

Three years ago, I wanted to protect her, but as soon as I picked up my sword, someone cut her down, leaving permanent scars on her body.

After three years of hard work in learning swords, I am still like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and I am ready to embark on a journey to find her!

I, under the blood-red sword, died again.

Seeing the Grim Reaper leaving, several robbers raised their axes at me.

I didn't move when I saw the falling axe, and I didn't even think about hiding.

A sword lay across my face, shielding me from the deadly attack.

"Lacey, are you alright?" The pink figure covered me, "Get up!" Les!! There was a cry in his tone.

It's Sakura.

"Sakura......" I replied in a hoarse voice, "I'm still alive ......."

End of Chapter 1...