Estheu's gaze wandered silently over the knoll. Except for the female Noldor, who knew the depth of the bow from man to bow, if the other four Noldor were all on the same level as Riedylan, then it was absolutely impossible for him to retreat in the successive fires, and even turning around and throwing himself into the long river was no different from suicide - the unguarded back when running was a perfect target. The disguise of these Noldor cannot be said to be very clever, and while the color of their eyes is almost the only difference between them and the Pande, the configuration of each person with a sigil bow is obviously too high-profile and extravagant.

Nuoldor walked slowly down the hill and came to Eshyus, her eyes casually looked him up and down, and then her palms stretched out in front of Eshyus: "Lenses." ”

Do you want to take her hostage? Out of the corner of Estheau's eye, he crossed Noldor's shoulder and continued to scan the knoll. Ritadillan, who had been let go earlier, had reached the slope, and now had five sigil bows aimed at him. Will he be able to quickly subdue the female Noldor in front of him before the overwhelming rain of arrows falls? She was most likely a prominent member of the Eastern Omori Richu, not only Ritediran, but also the other four Noldor Ranger on the hill who presumably were her bodyguards. If he can take it as a threat, he should be able to easily get out of the current predicament. But Estheus had to weigh the consequences of doing so: he was now standing at the junction of Cato and Saarion with the Great Forest of the East, and that of the three forces entrenched there, Salion had issued a warrant for him, and it took a large number of Cato hussars to drive him out of the steppe. If Essho were to make enemies with the Noldor elves, the only way he could return to the north would be to jump into the river and cross the Inland Sea.

Thinking only for a moment, Eshu slowly raised his hand and dropped the lens in the palm of the female Noldor's palm. However, to his surprise, the other party had no intention of picking it up at all, and grabbed Eshu's wrist with his backhand, and the longbow was stuck on the ground by her, and her free hand grabbed Eshu's left shoulder, twisting his arm behind his shoulder blade in a standard grappling motion.

Esso's body reacted naturally, his body rotating with the controlled arm, and his right hand swung the wolf axe and smashed it over. He still didn't want to make the matter so difficult to end, so he didn't use the axe blade to cut it. The female Noldor ducked with her head sideways, bowed slightly, took two steps forward, and put her shoulders on Eshu's wrists. Estheu's left hand immediately tried to break free, but it was halfway back and grabbed again. The slender arm of the other party suddenly burst out with a huge force similar to his, and Ai Xiu couldn't help it in a short time.

The man and the elf froze for a moment, and the corner of Eshu's eyes involuntarily drifted to the hillock, and found that the Noldor rangers had already lowered their bows, and even the arrows were inserted back into the quiver, and it seemed that they had been ordered not to interfere. Estheu was relieved, but he was only distracted for a few seconds, and his right wrist was grabbed. By this time, the female Noldor had deftly walked behind Eshu, and kicked Eshu's knee violently with her toes, intending to force him to his knees.

However, Esher has absolute confidence in close-quarters fights, and the bloody gladiatorial arena has taught him a lot of tricks, letting him know that the so-called critical points and flaws are not just body parts that can kill with a single blow in the narrow sense. And for women, especially those with noble status, the chest, lower body, and even the hind buttocks can become the key.

Essho jerked up his skull, and the back of his head slammed into Noldo's plump breasts, the two clumps of fat that couldn't cushion his strength at all. As soon as Estheu's head was reset, he immediately raised it again. Nuoldor took two steps back, and the woman's defense mechanism caused her to subconsciously let go of Eshy's arms, and the two hands turned to twist towards Eshu's neck. But Esher only made a feint posture, and immediately turned around and stood up after getting rid of the clamp, launching a sharp and obscene attack on the opponent's private parts with elbows, shoulders, knees and other joints, and occasionally smashing and poking with the handle of an axe. Nuolde didn't expect Essho to adopt such a despicable and shameless style of play for a while, and she was in a hurry for a while, although she didn't let Eshu succeed a second time, she was also tired of coping and retreated one after another.

What is the difference between me beating like this and offending Noldor? Estheu smiled bitterly in his heart, but he could only bite the bullet and step up his offensive at the moment, praying that he could subdue the female Noldor Ranger on the hill before he could react. But unexpectedly, the other party suddenly retracted his posture, and his chest and lower abdomen were forced to suffer from Eshu's elbow and knees, and he forcibly pounced on the longbow that was inserted in the ground before, and when she pounced, her back was stomped on by Eshu, but Nuoldo's fingers finally touched the bow arm wrapped in white cloth, and the moment she plucked the bowstring, the brilliant brilliance of the sunset burst out from the gap in the cloth!

With a sound of strings, Eshyus, who was about to pursue, suddenly stopped, and then fell to his knees in pain, his limbs twitching incessantly, and the wolf axe fell from his hand. The moment the bowstring was reset, the brilliance disappeared, as if an invisible line had cut through Eixiu's body. For a moment, Esher felt like she was going to tear apart from the middle, and her viscera was split in two. But there were no scars on his body, no blood and fragments of organs gushing up in his throat, only a sharp pain erupted from the nerves of his body, and he was disarmed and knocked down in an instant. A straight depression appeared behind Aeshu, and the dirt and grass roots flipped in either direction. The depression leads to the long river, which backs up and forms a slender ditch.

"These dirty tricks are worthy of death row prisoners who escaped from the gladiatorial arena, and there is no honor or etiquette at all." The female Noldor lowered her longbow with a cold anger in her tone. "I thought Feng would teach you better."

Feng? Isn't that the middle name of an old drunkard? Although Esher is now incapacitated, he is very conscious and still maintains his basic five senses. Listening to the tone of the female Noldo, she seems to be an old acquaintance with the old drunkard. But Essor didn't expect this discovery to save her from the disaster - the other party's previous attitude and behavior had already shown that she didn't really care about the relationship between Esseur and the old drunkard. Eshu tried to get up, but helplessly found that he couldn't even move his little finger, and his whole body was still soaked in unbearable pain.

Nuoldor walked over to Estheu and picked up the wolf axe. She seemed disgusted by contact with the handle of the axe, and only used two fingers to grip the handle and lift it up. At this time, the Noldor rangers also went down the hill one after another, "Ramenez - le dans l'équipe." (Take him away)" ordered the Noldor Ranger. The two Noldor rangers each grabbed one of Eshy's legs and dragged them roughly. Some people spit in his face, and some people flew up in his face, thinking that they were very disgusted with his previous obscene methods. However, when they were about to make a move on Estheu's crotch, they were stopped by Noldordo.

"Mr. Baranduke, if you want to retrieve the wolf axe, you will have to obey my command for the next few days, and your reward will be the ransom for this axe - Rite Dylan, Pourquoi ris - tu?

"Ce n'est rien, madame (nothing, ma'am)." Essho heard Ritediran reply, and there was a bit of schadenfreude in his tone.

"Go get new lenses yourself. From now on, communicate in the lingua franca. Oh, you guys, go and dispose of the corpses by the river, and bury the corpses of your clansmen and return to the team. ”

After being dragged for a while, Esher heard the rattle of the wheels of the carriage, the frequent and dense movements, the "crackling" of the campfire burning, and the murky lingua franca of accents. He appears to have been taken into a mercenary camp. "Put him here." He heard the female Noldor say this. "Randolph, stop the carriage and let the horses rest for a while. Tomorrow there will be time for you to catch the car. ”

"I've never driven an elven horse yet, on a whim. Welcome back, ma'am. The rattling of the wheels slowly stopped, and someone lifted the curtain, "But how did you get to do it?" I thought you were spying on Tedillan to prevent him from escaping. Hey, it's not—" He may have paused in surprise at the sight of Esthe, who was lying motionless on the ground.

The female Noldor did not answer, and stepped into the carriage, and the wolf axe was thrown in the corner by her in disgust. Outside the carriage, Randolph flatteringly handed over the water-soaked silk. Nuoldor took it casually and carefully wiped her fingers and palms: "Vijoves never seems to have the concept of 'aesthetics'. ”

"It's just a beast after all." Randolph chimed in outside the curtain, "But this axe should now belong entirely to Balanduk. Speaking of which, ma'am, did you fight him? This look......" he sighed awkwardly, "Could it be that you used the 'Closing Bow'?" ”

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