Chapter 81: The Misery of the Stables (Part 2)
"The stables to the west have been murdered."
"As for who did it...... I was on my way to the western stables just in time for the horses to wail in unison. ”
"But by the time I got closer, the horses were all dead. The only clue was that just as I was about to rush into the stable to save the horse, a dark shadow rushed out of the stable. ”
"That shadow is fast, and ...... Very strong! ”
"I have a trick with him, and the wound of the tiger's mouth has not healed until now, and his right hand is still a little numb and weak."
"After that, the Shadow Man passed me and disappeared into the night."
What the?!
The crowd's eyes widened in disbelief.
What kind of strength is the giant sword Mark, even if you look at the entire mercenary circle, it is one of the best existences.
In the entire Count of Xhosa, the only one who can compete with the giant sword Mark is the ten knights of Agude, the knights of Shadow Thorn Baya, and at most one captain of the heavy team.
Such a heavyweight was actually injured to this extent by that black shadow with one move.
"Could it be...... Could it be that the shadow is the Daredevil?! ”
"Quite possibly!"
"Shhhh
If they can't escape the manor, they are like being caught in an urn.
There is a threat from the manor's guards in the open, and the Daredevil driver in the dark.
The entire Xhosa estate suddenly became dangerous.
The scene became panicked and discussed.
"Shhhh Be quiet, there's a situation! ”
At this moment, the giant sword Mark suddenly frowned and stopped his voice.
"What's the situation?!"
"There seems to be footsteps, at least a dozen people!"
"Could it be that the manor is finally going to send out the heavy team?"
Everyone looked at each other, all of them clenching their weapons in unison, staring nervously at the door.
Tension spreads through the air.
Greatsword Mark gripped the greatsword tightly, his gaze like lightning.
"It's coming!"
Bang!
Almost at the moment when the voice of the greatsword Mark fell, the door of the warehouse was slammed open again.
However, when the two parties met, both sides were stunned.
"Greatsword Mark?"
"Baron Erze?"
The giant sword Mark frowned again, but the giant sword in his hand had already been put down.
Baron Zell also came back to his senses after being stunned.
"Why are you here?"
"How did you end up here?"
The voices of the leaders of the two centaurs sounded almost simultaneously.
Baron Zell was stunned again, and shook his head with a wry smile.
"It's a long story, let's go inside, we have heavy casualties on our side."
Mark Greatsword looked past Baron Zell and behind him.
The group of mercenaries who were originally blinded by greed are more or less injured at the moment.
"Humph! Deserve. ”
That being said, Mark the Greatsword still gets out of the way.
Led by Baron Zell, the wounded swarmed in.
Some are nobles, others are mercenaries.
Seeing this group of injured mercenaries, the people in the warehouse all showed contemptuous expressions, and their voices were full of disdain.
"I thought it was who, it turned out to be this group of guys who want money and don't want to die."
Immediately after the death of Count Cosa, word spread throughout the Cossa estate.
Among them, the most said is naturally the Night Demon shot.
And their group of guests who were invited as 'Daredevil Suspects' were naturally in danger.
The mercenaries are better, they have some skills, and they still have a chance to escape overnight.
But those nobles basically don't want to leave alive, and the biggest possibility is to be surrounded and killed by the manor guards who have lost their minds.
In order to protect themselves, these guests gathered and discussed.
Mark the Greatsword advocates that all mercenaries unite and fight their way out.
This means that the nobles who have no combat effectiveness and will only become a burden will be completely abandoned.
The nobles, led by Baron Zell, naturally refused, and began to tempt a group of mercenaries as their personal guards with the temptation of interests.
Under the elimination of the other, the strength of the giant sword mark has decreased sharply.
Because they didn't believe that they could leave the manor with this group of nobles, and at the same time, they couldn't persuade those mercenaries who were blinded by interests, so the giant sword Mark and the others could only retreat gloomily.
The two sides parted ways, each relying on their ability to flee for their lives.
But I didn't expect to meet again in this warehouse.
"What the hell is going on? How did you end up like this? ”
Although the greatsword Mark is strong, his team is too small in number, and its strength is not as strong as Baron Zell's.
But the current situation made his heart tighten.
If there is any situation, even Baron Zell's team will not be able to deal with it.
Not to mention their group.
The only way to survive is to gather all your forces to protect yourself.
And that's one of the reasons why he let this group in.
Another reason is that Mark Greatsword wants to know more information about what the current situation is.
"Hey......"
Baron Zell sighed.
Among this group of mercenaries, the three most powerful people, one died of poison, one was missing, and the last one didn't want to join them at all.
If these three people are still there, it is a chance to escape with them.
But now......
Glancing at the wailing mercenary lying on the ground, Baron Zell sighed deeply again.
"After we separated from you, we met a dozen light-armed people who lost their minds at first."
"But they are just a rabble, they have no numerical superiority, and they are not our opponents."
But then ...... We met the reload. ”
Reloaded!?
The people in the warehouse breathed in unison.
What they feared most happened anyway.
Greatsword Mark's face sank.
"The heavy team has finally made a move?"
Baron Zell nodded strangely, then shook his head again.
"Yes and no."
What the?
Everyone was stunned.
What is this statement?
Fortunately, no one asked questions this time, so Baron Zell went straight on.
"Our team happened to run into a heavy team with heavy losses."
Heavy team?!
Everyone was shocked.
Greatsword Mark's pupils shrank and he grasped the point.
"Heavy losses?!"
"That's right, it's a lot of losses. At that time, I saw more than 30 members of the heavy team, lying motionless on the ground, bleeding all over the ground. ”
"And those who are standing and still have combat effectiveness in the heavy team members also have wounds to a greater or lesser extent."
Greatsword Mark perked up.
This news is simply a shot in the arm for the current tragic situation.
"Who did that?"
"What the hell is going on?"
Everyone asked questions in unison, full of curiosity.
The Hoplites are the strongest armed force in the Xhosa Manor, and it's definitely good news that they now have a presence that can compete with them.
The two tigers competed, and only then did these little people have a chance to survive in the cracks.