Chapter 133: The End of the Crossbow

The situation of the mercenary group is indeed very difficult, so far, most of the backbone of the third and fourth level soldiers in the regiment have been lost, if it were not for the mysterious old mage Plitander, who shot and injured the mercenaries and guards of the crossbowmen of the thief group, one by one to cast spells to heal, so that they can return to the battlefield in time, the battered defense line would have been declared lost.

One by one, the wounded soldiers who were gritting their teeth and struggling to support them, only to see a faint cyan or blue light flash, and the injuries healed immediately, although the original injuries were all relatively minor body parts such as knees, ankles or foot surfaces, as long as there was not excessive blood loss, no one could die in a short time, but the impact on the battle was undoubtedly huge.

The old butler only needs to lightly light the "small piece of paper", which is equivalent to announcing the word "healing", and to do all this, it still happened during the period when he was swallowing clouds and fog with his pipe, in other words, the process of casting spells in which ordinary mages are solemn and afraid of failure if they are not careful, for the old butler, is just a trivial matter at his fingertips, and it does not prevent him from enjoying life leisurely.

One wounded soldier after another screamed, and returned to the front line in high spirits, making gestures more vigorous than their uninjured companions beside them. The curative effect is miraculous, the process is so short, the priest "White Crane" who has seen how many years of ascetic treatment has been amazed and sighed secretly.

As a pastor specializing in treatment, expulsion, etc., he has always believed that pursuing comprehensiveness too much will inevitably mean that there is a flaw in the depth of understanding, and now he has been slapped in the face by reality, and it is a slap after a slap, "snap" The small ball of fire in the old butler's hand was as accurate as a textbook to show what an all-round mage is, a cultivation of light healing, a gray-robed Plitander mage, to say the least, he also threw him ten or eight streets, and he was not even qualified to follow behind and eat dust.

If we can survive today's battle, should we be bold enough to ask the unfathomable old butler? Even if he only teaches the so-called "fur" of one hand and two hands, it will be enough for him to use it to press the bottom of the box.

"White Crane" wanted to focus on meditation in order to recover as much energy as possible, and after seeing Master Plitander's miraculous and unfathomable spells, he knew that when he met a real master, his whole person was so excited that his blood boiled, and his thoughts naturally became wild.

Although the healed mercenaries were replenished to the defensive line one by one, the situation still showed signs of collapse. Parsons and Halden's participation in the war is not something that ordinary mercenaries can resist by relying on a large number of people, not to mention that the number of people they can fight is far inferior to that of the thieves?

Different from the relatively slow rhythm and slightly lighter percussion force of the previous moment, the thief drummer, who had received Medina's signal, began to beat the drum vigorously, and the low drum sound of "rumble" was one after another, heavy and dense, which was the signal to order the two deputy commanders to fight in person.

In the eyes of the "mother mantis", the stubborn mercenary group is like the broken and crumbling old wooden house, which may collapse at any time, and she only needs to kick heavily on the door that forcibly maintains the façade, and the broken house will collapse completely.

The two powerful deputy captains are the two big thick legs she uses to kick the door, carrying the ardent expectations of the leader of the Codex Thieves Regiment.

The group of thieves suddenly became excited, and to the sound of drums, the archers, pikemen, and sword and shield men shouted loudly, and the more they shouted, the more frantic they became, and quickly made way of a passage.

"We will win! We will win! We will win!"

Parsons and Halden, the two strong thieves, walked side by side to the cheering of drums and shouts, and they walked calmly, their faces full of confidence and smiles, as if they were going to meet the fanatical believers, and the noble priest who was enjoying the prostration and worship, was wearing a full set of solemn sacrificial gowns, solemnly walking along the white marble passage covered with a red carpet, waving to the faithful. Instead of being at the bottom of a dangerous valley, he is preparing to fight to the death with the enemy.

Seeing the two deputy commanders participating in the battle at the same time, the thieves showed a flamboyant smile, looked at the mercenaries with their eyes, and instantly changed to the taste of looking at the dead.

The mercenaries who will not retreat from the fight are about to understand what despair is.

The mercenaries on the front line did not flinch at all, and despite their trepidation, they still took the lead in attacking. This is the knee-jerk reaction of the weak.

Halden smiled and easily waved the rifle halberd, just a simple "pick", or "smash", you can directly knock the mercenary in front of you away, no matter how desperate the opponent is, whether the opponent is holding a light weapon or a heavy weapon, it is a matter to solve in one move, relaxed and comfortable, at the same time, interpreting the domineering and fierce combat skills, the double crushing of strength and level.

A company of two mercenaries, all under the condition of bearing Halden's critical blow head-on, broke their weapons, broke their tendons, and flew out screaming upside down, powerless to parry.

Parsons, who was holding a long sword, was much more secure and cunning, a long sword was about to be played by him, and the cold blade of the sword followed the move, like a large ice flower flying to the fullest, killing the mercenary on the opposite side was dazzled and sweating, and when the enemy couldn't parry the chaos, he saw the flaw, raised his foot and kicked it straight over.

Looking at the small movements, but the feet are quite vicious and vicious, and the mercenaries who are often kicked by him can only lie on the ground and vomit blood, and it is difficult to get up.

It is not so much that he deliberately spares the opponent's life, but that it is more appropriate to deliberately add a seriously wounded soldier to the enemy, and by the way, to embarrass the mercenary leader in public.

"What kind of hero is it to bully a little soldier? ”

The strong man of the thieves appeared early, and the burly mercenary captain had no choice but to take internal injuries and go up hard.

Halden showed a hearty smile and said, "It's pretty much the same, barely a man." I thought that Captain Kevin, who had a great reputation like thunder, was going to hide behind his subordinates like a turtle son, bending his neck and not daring to show up. ”

As he spoke, the bearded man flashed his halberd at Kevin, putting on a "come on" posture of inviting battle.

"Perhaps, our powerful Captain Kevin originally thought so. Helplessly, you are too violent, a halberd will make a subordinate of someone else, and then a halberd will make a person, there are few people in the first place, and then let you toss so casually, if you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head, there is no way. ”

Parsons turned the wrist holding the sword, seemingly casually sarcastic at the enemy, but his eyes focused on the right shoulder of the big black man, you must know that Kevin is holding a two-handed sword, no matter how he moves, the right arm is the main point of force, if you move, it must be the right shoulder that moves and reacts first. No matter how careless he pretends to be on the surface, as long as he keeps an eye on this, he will not be caught off guard by Kevin.

"Aren't you, esteemed Turtle Leader?"

The clamor of the deputy leader caused a group of onlookers to commotion, mixed with whistles and screams, trying to give the mercenary leader who was about to face him a dismount.

Kevin didn't talk nonsense, and with a "hey", the two-handed big sword was already swung up, and it slashed at Parsons' neck.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you turtle son bullying honest people? I wasn't the first to scold your turtle son. ”

With an exaggerated look of grievance on his handsome face, Parsons made a dashing stride, dodging the mercenary leader's powerful diagonal slash, and at the same time, the sword flicked, and the serpent stabbed Kevin's left armpit.

This trick is vicious enough.

The ideal and most efficient way to play with the two people who are to besiege is to make the mercenary leader exhausted and in a dilemma, and through high-intensity mobilization, induce the internal injuries that he temporarily suppressed to attack early. In order to defuse Parsons's sword that pierced the soft underbelly, Kevin could only avoid it sideways except for the sword block.

The former will expose a large gap behind him, providing a chance for Halden on the other side, and even if the latter can dodge in time, he will be forced to consume a certain amount of fighting energy, and without the blessing of fighting energy, high-speed avoidance is likely to aggravate the injuries in his body.

No matter what Kevin chooses, the situation will become more and more unfavorable for him.

He could only keep a black face and choose the most helpless and last way, and retreated in stride.

Boos erupted.

The thieves, who were in high spirits, instantly entered the stage of loud heckling and mocking the enemy leader, and vigorously ransacked the hearts of the enemy with their mouths.

The big black man was really embarrassed and thrown home, as soon as he made a move, he was forced to retreat, isn't his skills inferior to others? Be sincere, maybe the leader of the thieves will not be guilty of the past?

The three of them fought fiercely in the midst of a deafening sound.

With his own strength, he was dealing with the deputy head of the thief regiment of two seventh-level soldiers at the same time, and in a short period of time, Kevin was already in danger, and he avoided the killing move many times, and he only needed to see it with a discerning eye, and he knew that he would not be able to carry it for long.

Parsons and Halden certainly belong to the category of clear-eyed people, the two have cooperated for many years, and they are extremely familiar with each other's combat skills and habits.

The only ones who have been afflicted are the enemies they have calculated.

As soon as he saw Parsons' eyes, Halden understood, and immediately divided his arms and attacked Kevin, he was good at using a pair of infantry halberds, which can not only fight in close quarters, but also fight in the middle distance, such excellent combat skills with both offense and defense, combined with the cultivation of the wood fighting spirit, the staying power is quite prominent, and the two appear on the same person's body, it is simply like a fish in water.

With the continuous blessing of the wood-based fighting spirit, Halden's onslaught has achieved the desired results, suffering from being alone and maintaining the entire line of defense Kevin, it is impossible to fight with him head-on, the best and only choice is to keep retreating, exchanging space for time.

This is tantamount to giving Parsons, who is skilled in crossbow arrows, a great opportunity.

As soon as Kevin stepped back, Parsons' arm crossbow was already wound, and the work of placing the crossbow arrow was completed in an instant, and the arm was raised to shoot an arrow!

As soon as his fingers left the crossbow, Parsons immediately shook his body, and the long sword in his hand had already stabbed out! Whether it was the crossbow arrow that came from the sneak attack, or the blade of the long sword, it was wrapped in a layer of light blue fighting qi, cold and cold, and the bright sun on the autumn afternoon could not hide this deadly cold.

At the same time, Halden, who had just completed a round of rapid attack, suddenly started, took extremely fast and flexible steps, approached according to Kevin's right side, and the two infantry halberds were full of green light, covering the halberd with a layer of emerald green clothes, at a glance, it was like two large banana leaves full of vitality, one on the shoulder of the mercenary leader, and the other on his waist.

In the blink of an eye, Kevin is about to face a siege with four killer moves!

Not to mention that the mercenary leader only has a seventh-level peak cultivation, even if he has gone up to the eighth-level step and has a lot of internal injuries, it is enough to be trapped in such a joint effort between the two.