After about half a spell of magic, the team reached the top of a mountain, and because of the long period of high tension, everyone including the official members was tired, and Simbak decisively ordered the team to stand by.

Standing at the top of the hill, Simbak looked around, his gaze suddenly stopping at something ...... There was Lop Nur, and at the moment there were already bursts of cooking smoke rising, and it looked peaceful.

As the saying goes, rabbits don't eat the grass next to their nests, and Lop Nur is the closest town to the Blood Sun Thieves, and although they can't occupy it, they can set up an eyeliner here to gather all kinds of information for them. But this time, Lop Nur's eyeliner had disappointed Simbak, and with the superior forces he had brought with him, and with the anger in his belly, he felt the need to smooth out the grass around the nest - and he thought that if Lop Nur lost its role as a guard post, there would be no more to save it

A sneer appeared on the corner of Simbak's mouth, and he suddenly said loudly: "Brothers, those townsfolk are preparing a delicious meal for us, and we will enjoy our lunch in Lop Nur!" ”

After speaking, he pointed to the village and shouted, "Go!" ”

Everyone present knows where Lop Nur is, but there are rules in the cottage that you can't harass this town at any time, and some people have even mixed in disguise, knowing that this town is still quite prosperous. At this time, when he heard that his leader allowed him to enter the town, he immediately rushed down the hill with a cheer and rushed in the direction of Lop Nur.

Ronton stupidly watched the bandits run down the mountain, his heart suddenly twitched a few times for no reason, and a thought popped up in his mind that even he couldn't understand: "The people of the town don't know if they have time to run away?" ”

Longton shook his head with a wry smile and led the team down the hill after him.

Wangshan ran a dead horse. Don't look like it's close from the top of the mountain, but it's not like that at all...... There is not much else along the way, but there are many trees, and the more you walk, the denser the woods become.

Simbak suddenly had a sense of foreboding if the attackers had an ambush in the woods......

He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Now that the troops have penetrated deep into the woods, it will take time to retreat immediately, not to mention that it is really not something that a qualified leader can do to give the order to retreat soon after the order to attack is given! Not to mention having to endure the mocking eyes of that hateful squadron leader - in fact, Simbak was wrong to blame Lonton, who even had ten dares not to show a 'mocking look' in front of the big leader!

Simbac thought for a moment, ordered everyone to halt their advance, and then shrank into a defensive formation. A small group of regular members was sent to the front as a lead. They were ordered to report back in five minutes, and if they were attacked, they would immediately fire arrows to warn them.

The bandits of this group immediately dispersed and began to search and advance.

After the pilot group departed, Simbak recruited a few more archers. Order them to be ready to provide remote support at any time.

Five minutes passed. The Pilot Group did not reciprocate.

Ten minutes passed. The pilot team still didn't pay off.

Despite his reluctance to believe it, Simbac had to accept that the lead group was probably in trouble!

Who is your enemy? Coupled with the pilot group just now, I lost more than 50 excellent official members before we met!

At this moment. The jungle in front of him suddenly turned into a demon who chose people to devour in Simbak's eyes!

Simbak gritted his teeth and waved his hand to order everyone to form a battle formation and move forward!

Soon, there was some commotion among the bandits who were walking in front, and it turned out that they had already found the corpse of the lead team!

Twelve corpses!

Twelve corpses with severed heads, stripped naked and arranged in a circle, covered in blood...... Blood Day is the symbol of the thieves, so it is self-evident that these twelve corpses are placed in a special pattern!

This made the anger in Simbak's heart unspeakable.

A bunch of despicable and shameless mercenaries! Why do you only hide in the shadows and attack but don't dare to fight yourself openly?

He felt that the mercenaries were more like bandits than he was.

Simbac held back the anger in his chest and watched more than a dozen bandits step forward to move the twelve corpses, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little wrong in his heart.

At this moment, I heard a terrifying cry from the bandits who were moving the corpses, and dozens of arrows shot out from the ground and under the corpses.

Pitfall!

Simbac and the other robbers immediately lay down on the spot.

When Simbak looked up again, there were six or seven more robbers' corpses and a few wailing bandits with arrows stuck in their bodies.

He took a deep breath and suddenly shouted to Ronton, "Come here!" ”

Ronton ran over as low as he could, and said, "Great Chief, what do you command?" ”

At this moment, Ronton's face was already pale, and when he had the opportunity to speak before, he always had to pat a few words on his face flatteringly, but now he was in no mood at all.

Simbac didn't care whether the other party was flattering or arrogant, and said coldly: "Ronton, I order your squadron to open the way in front!" ”

To Simbak's surprise, Ronton only nodded blankly after hearing his words, and led the team to set off without raising a single objection, of course he didn't know that his female relatives had been greeted by at least a hundred people in the following moment!

The auxiliary bandits, each with their weapons in their hands, walked at the front of the group, looking around as they advanced through the dense forest.

Simbak followed behind them with all the remaining bandits for a few dozen meters, and the black-robed magician walked in the middle, his position was obviously not arbitrary, no matter from which angle, there were one or two people who happened to block his figure and protect him from accidental attacks.

However, what led Simbuck was extremely depressed was that these auxiliary bandits had not encountered any attacks when they had traveled far away!

Damn mercenaries!

Suddenly, there was a shout from the back of the line, and Simbak immediately ordered everyone to stop advancing, and then sent someone to ask what was going on behind him.

The bandit soon returned in frustration, bringing back the almost maddening news for Simbac - a group of defenders had all been killed, and most of the archers in the squad of archers who were walking behind had been killed!

Looking at the dozen or so corpses that were recovered in front of him, Simbak couldn't help but gasp!

Without exception, all of them had a round wound on their foreheads or in the middle of the back of their heads, knocking out their brains.

What a precise attack!

Simbac didn't even know what weapon the other party was using, it wasn't a bow or arrow, and it wasn't magic...... If there is a mana fluctuation, the mage next to it should be able to sense it.

Simbac actually made two common-sense mistakes, first of all, the one next to him was just a magic apprentice, at best, he could release a few zero-pole magic; Secondly, the bullets fired by the magic rifle actually have magic fluctuations, but this fluctuation is very slight, and the bullets move quickly, even if they are official magicians, they may not be able to perceive the extremely weak magic fluctuations in the air.

Suddenly, several of the bandits on the periphery let out a scream and fell to the ground, and through the crowd, Simbak could see that their fatal wounds were still on the head.

The bandits, armed with bows and arrows, immediately fired in all directions, and the others raised their guns, swords, or shields...... But they don't know where the attack is coming from, let alone where the target is, like headless flies.

Simbac sighed and ordered the remaining archers to stop firing, but instead ordered the shielded bandits to form a shield circle around the perimeter.

Damn mercenaries!

But soon, Simbak notices that something is wrong...... So far, none of the auxiliary bandits have been attacked, not even injured! What does this mean?

It's understandable if it's just that they didn't get a focused attack, after all, the mission issued by the Mercenary Guild is only valid for the official members of the Thieves Group, but not even the injured ones, which is too weird.

Simbak's heart moved, and he immediately ordered all the members to stop advancing, and asked all the official members to shrink their formation, and put the auxiliary bandits on the periphery, except for one group to open the way, to be responsible for the vigilance around the team as it advanced! In this way, those mercenaries will not be able to attack quietly!

The auxiliary bandits all had a look of contempt on their faces, and they stood on the periphery silently...... These official members usually bully them a lot in the cottage and enjoy the best materials, but today they show their greedy nature and fear of death, which gives them a kind of realization - these official members who usually seem to be murderous are nothing more than that.

The team moved on.

This time the arrangement seems to have had the expected effect, until they walked out of the dense forest, the official members were never attacked again!

After the team walked out of the dense forest, they could already see a small stream and a path leading to Lop Nur in front of them.

Simbak finally breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel a little smug in his heart. But soon, Simbac felt deeply ashamed that he had to rely on the 'protection' of the cannon fodder he had always looked down on to get out of the jungle, so they no longer looked at Ronton with that lofty momentum.

For some reason, seeing that no more bandits were attacked, Longton felt a little disappointed when he walked out of the dense forest.

This idea couldn't help but blow his mind!

Now that he was out of the jungle, there was no need to hurt his pride anymore, so Simbak immediately ordered the bandits to return to the team, and at the same time, the people who opened the way also became official members of a group.

However, the bandits of this group were clearly not lucky, and as soon as they reached the creek, they were all knocked down by an attack from nowhere, and the stream immediately turned bright red.

Due to the haste of the change, the opponent only launched another wave of attacks, and it was impossible to accurately judge the location of the attacker!

Although he still had more than 300 troops in his hands, Simbak suddenly felt powerless! At the same time, he also saw fear in the eyes of the bandits around him!

Oh, yes! The Blood Sun does not fear any enemy, it only gives them nightmares, except for the unseen enemy.

Simbac suddenly remembered the Pusley squad sent out a few days ago, and it seemed that they were all wiped out under such circumstances! (To be continued......)