It's too late to turn around and face this bandit!

"Weken!"

Joseph shouted, raised his kitchen knife and slashed at the bandit.

And Kuy on the side was not to be outdone, and sent the strawfork in his hand out.

Sizzle.

Joseph was so far away that the kitchen knife didn't have time to strike. Luckily, Cuy's straw fork stabbed the bandit in the back and stabbed him to the ground.

But even this blow is not enough to kill.

Not too sharp a straw fork, a lack of strength, a miscalculation of the lethal parts of the human body, and most importantly - a lack of determination to kill.

The sound of flesh tearing, the screams of the wounded, the hideousness and despair in the eyes of the bandits......

"!!Uhh

But this blow has bought Wei Ken the opportunity to turn back and face it.

He didn't have time to think about it, he clenched the straw fork in his hand and stabbed it straight into the chest of the bandit who was pressing his wound and preparing to hammer him to death.

Hiss——!

"Goo-" There was no longer any meaning of struggle in the eyes of the bandits, and despair was completely left.

Spear four in a row.

After inserting, pull it out—

One more hit.

"Hah!"

This fork stabbed the throat of the bandit who had fallen to the ground.

Despair is gone, and what remains here is the emptiness in the eyes of the dead.

Killed...... From Earth to the present, the first man was killed......

The number of souls has finally changed from "0" to "1".

It's amazing to take each other's lives.

Not happy, not sad, it seems to be a little melancholy.

"There's no time to sort out your thoughts...... Weken stared, pulled out the strawfork that had pierced the bandit's neck, and quickly adjusted his fighting stance.

There are nine more people and nine souls to make me upgrade to proficiency in otherworldly languages!

Maybe there is no way to go back to the previous world, so you can only live well in this world.

Money, wealth, and your own strength are indispensable!

Lifting the blood-stained straw fork, Weken nodded to Joseph and Cuy beside him.

The two of them understood, and they also recovered from the melancholy of killing.

The battle is not over yet.

"Kill!!"

"Oh!!"

The shopping continues.

"Up!"

"Kill!"

In the distance, Floyd slashed the bandit leader from his horse, who had roared fiercely at first, with a single sword. Ron's veterans are also the top three, rushing to kill the bandits, killing each other in defeat.

The bandits are just ordinary people who are injured and bloodied, and they are a little fierce.

They can only bully ordinary people who pass by, far less than these veterans who have been on the battlefield.

The other party left behind more than thirty corpses and fled into the distance.

"Chase!"

Even words that I have never heard before, I can understand by looking at the gesture of Freud's sword pointing at the fleeing enemy - to drive the opponent to death.

Along the way, a dozen or so bandits who were either slow runners or wounded died at the hands of the ragtag army who were desperately chasing.

All the way forward, like a bamboo.

Weken follows Ron and kills one of the escaped bandits once more.

Two souls up......

Fighting, it's hard to describe.

"Stop!" suddenly Floyd shouted and fell off his horse.

Swish!

"Wow!"

"Ahhh

In the nearby forest, arrows flew down.

"Kill, ahhhh!!h

Accompanied by the roar of the bandits' shouts of killing.

"Wardfar?" Weken hurriedly lay down and hid under the slope.

Ambushed!

These bandits, they even know about ambushes! So smart?!

Damn! How many of them are there!hundred!?thousand!?

"Calm down, calm ......"

"Weken!"

Cuy and Joseph, who were lying down together, were hiding on the sidelines, as was Ron.

On the spacious avenue, more than a dozen comrades-in-arms could not dodge and were killed or injured by arrows.

Buzz –

The sound of the bowstring suddenly tightening and the arrow breaking through the air seemed to sound in my ears.

With all this comes the screams of sporadic teammates.

In this wave, four or five people were shot.

"Kill!!"

The bandits, who were still fleeing in front, saw the support of their teammates, and turned back with a cruel smile at this time.

Buzz –

Another scattered rain of arrows.

They don't have many archers, and they don't have too many people in ambush. As long as you cheer up, you may be able to turn defeat into victory.

"Wow!!"

But......

Weken looked around at the fleeing allies in fear of the rain of arrows......

At first one person, then into two, and in a chain reaction, more than thirty recruits had fled the way they came.

"Come back, kill!" Ron shuddered, and with his sword, he slashed one of the rushing bandits to the ground, and stabbed them in the chest.

Floyd's horse was shot and killed, and at this time, under the protection of several guards, fought hard.

The surrounding bandits swarmed in, and although the number of people was almost the same as here, the attack and defense were reversed in an instant.

It seemed that in just an instant, more than a dozen recruits were cut down to the ground by the hideous bandits.

A hand-to-hand battle between the two sides began, and the archers on the hillside stopped firing their arrows.

The real leader of the bandits, a man as tall and strong as a bull, carried a mace at this time, and led the ambushed bandits to rush down. His goal was obviously to be outnumbered, and even cut down a few people, so that the bandits did not dare to come forward.

"Weken, Cooy, Joseph, Kill!" Seeing this, Ron hurriedly looked around him and called out to several soldiers who were struggling to kill the enemy.

"Ron!" Weken replied, stabbing one of the bandits in the abdomen with a fork, striking him hard.

"Drink!"

The desperate gaze of the bandits has been seen, and it is not terrible.

It's too late to be melancholy, otherwise the next one to die will be yourself.

Pull out the straw fork and take on the next bandit. Together with Kuy, pin down the bandits who want to get close in the form of two spears taking turns stabbing at each other.

"Wow!!"

But then, Joseph was kicked by a bandit.

"Joseph!" said Wicken's face froze.

This is a must.

But......

Is it too late?Is it too late!?

Once Kuy was dropped, the defense line formed by the two, and Ron's back was exposed. The "pikemen" who can still support Ron nearby, only the two of them are left.

But if you don't go yourself......

Joseph's left leg was cut and bleeding profusely. And in front of him, there is a bandit who licks his mouth and wants to kill him.

"Weken!"

Joseph was afraid...... No, if it's me, I'm almost killed just now, and I'm scared, right?

"Wow!" Joseph brandished his kitchen knife, but he stabbed the bandit in his wounded left leg.

The bandit's face was cruel and fierce, and he wanted to torture the enemy in front of him and get the other's head.

"Weken!" Kuy nudged Weken and winked, "Joseph!"

"Guy! hold on, I'll be back soon!" Weken nodded, and ran away toward Joseph.

"Drink!"

Roaring, Weken stabbed the straw fork out.

The bandit was stunned......

Hmmm-

"Goo......

Stabbed in the chest by a straw fork, the bandit fell to the breakthrough with the force of Weiken's lunge, and his body only trembled and died.

Pull out the straw fork.

"Joseph, can you stand up?"

Weken frowned.

The battle line is disrupted......

At this time, Kuy, along with three comrades-in-arms, and Ron, were surrounded by more than a dozen bandits.

On his side, there was only himself, and Joseph, who was injured and could not stand up, was glared at by the four bandits like tigers and wolves.

"It's not good......"

But at this moment, something that no one expected happened.

Clang!!

After the sound of weapons clattering together.

Hmmm——!

A head with a look of disbelief and despair rose into the sky.

Floyd's face was expressionless, and he continued to swing his long sword, slashing the bandits around him who were shocked by the sudden change.

Soon, four bandits died tragically by his sword.

The leader of the bandits, wielding a mace, was cleanly killed by Freud......

The adjutant yelled, a group of veterans cheered excitedly to fight back, and the mentally and physically exhausted recruits also mustered up their energy to continue fighting.

The recruits who were originally moved to flee, or were on the run, were also happy to hear this.

Escape? Desertion? Perhaps, by fighting back now, we can still win some battle exploits, right?

The balance of morale is slowly tilting back at this time.

The bandits' faces were as pale as earth......

"Kill!!" Weken stabbed his strawfork from time to time, roaring angrily to force back the four bandits who had been recoiled by fear of Freud.

"Kill!" said Joseph, who was half-seated on the ground, and shouted at this time.

"Whoa!!" one of the bandits did not resist the pressure of the leader's death first, and turned around and ran.

The ripple effects of the escape are very serious. One person often leads a group of people......

"Drink!!"

Three souls left......

Pulling out a strawfork, Victor stood by Joseph's side.

When they look at each other, they both see the joy of life in each other's eyes.

The horn of the counterattack sounded.