Chapter 151: Foul language
Seeing the Blood Girl forming an army alone, stubbornly restraining the charge of the Ghoul Legion, the Plantagenet mercenaries almost stood on the spot, completely unable to believe their eyes.
Half a minute later, everyone immediately recognized the reality again, and cheered with high morale.
Another high-level transcendent!
No matter what ability she uses, it's very powerful at fighting the undead anyway, so everyone can just blow it.
"Highland Swordsman Charge!" Asker suddenly ordered.
So McGree, who had been waiting for a long time, led the other highland swordsmen to rush forward like tigers descending the mountain, chopping all the ghouls entangled by the Peggy to pieces.
"Taunt!" Aske commanded again.
The highland swordsmen laughed as they slashed:
"Haha, these undead are much easier to deal with than the previous wave!"
"Could it be that these are wild undead without a command?"
"It looks like it should be. Even if someone is in command, it is estimated that the level of command is not good. ”
"Maybe it's a novice necromancer who just graduated from school?"
"Graduation? I don't think so, it's probably a Boy Scout necromancer who hasn't graduated yet, and sneaked out of school. ”
Everyone, you and I, all kinds of ridicule and jokes, soon said the actual age of the commander on the other side, from graduation to non-graduation, and then to say that he has not yet entered school, and finally became still in the mother's womb, relying on fetal movements and crying to command the army of the undead......
The army of ghouls on the opposite side continued to attack calmly, as if the commander behind them was completely unaffected. However, Asker, who was in the rear, could clearly perceive that some kind of provoked anger was slowly converging.
Even when the resentment accumulated to a certain extent, Asker faintly sensed the other party's position - not only that, but the other party also sensed his position, and involuntarily began to have murderous intent and attack on him.
This is the prototype of the law skill "Provocation". "Provocation", which allows both parties to forcibly perceive the other's position, and over time, the tendency of the target to attack themselves will become more and more intense.
Therefore, when the provocation skill is active, no matter how the undead commander on the opposite side hides himself, he will gradually have nothing to hide in Aske's perception, until the opponent is completely unbearable and rushes out of the hiding place.
It can be said that it is quite a cheap ability. Without a similar psychic ability, or the ability to be immune to the will system, there is almost no way to escape the effects of this provocative skill.
The lobster gunmen had already reloaded, but instead of shooting at the ghouls, they all waited for Asker's orders.
Asker pulled out a sniper rifle from the air, aimed it at the location of the killing intent, and guided the lobster gunmen to follow in that direction, and then pulled the trigger.
A gunshot rang out, shattering the pile of bones disguised as blending into the hillside environment, and a sorcerer with a staff fled in a panic. In the next second, a salvo from the lobster gunmen set fire and instantly smashed it into a shattered sieve.
With the fall of the undead commander, the group of ghouls, who had been nimble and roaming, immediately began to fight with the highland swordsmen in a disorderly manner, as if they had lost their minds.
Everyone quickly slaughtered all these ownerless undead, and then it was time to harvest the spiritual materials, Eric took a notebook and kept accounts in person, converted all the harvested spiritual materials into a total amount according to the market price, and then paid the corresponding share to Asker in advance.
Although the team's funds are constantly flowing out, spiritual materials are also constantly entering the warehouse, and they are ultra-low-risk kinds, so the entire Plantagenet mercenary group can be said to be painful and happy at this time.
As the whole day passed, the crowd finally completely bulldozed the three nearby undead legions. If you want to continue fighting tomorrow, you will have to move away from the central mountain range and into the heart of the plateau occupied by the undead.
Therefore, everyone took the spoils of war and walked slowly back in the direction of the city of Segovia.
As they passed by the fortress in the valley, the Plantagenet mercenary group suddenly saw that a large number of horses and walls had been erected around the fortress, completely blocking the road to the city of Segovia.
About six or seven warriors patrolled back and forth behind the wall, looking less like Kingdom soldiers in the fortress and more like mercenaries like them.
A mercenary from another large mercenary group.
"Grass, it's the bastards of the wind of freedom!" McGregory saw their outfits and scolded.
The Wind of Freedom, a well-known mercenary group from the Kingdom of West Francia. Since the Kingdom of West Francia and the island of Britannia are facing each other across the sea, there are frequent territorial disputes and frictions between the two countries, so the relationship between Plantagenet and the Wind of Liberty is not very good.
In addition to the conflict of interest of his peers, the Wind of Liberty looked down on the adopted Plantagenet, believing them to be good dogs raised by the royal family of Anjou, while the Wind of Liberty thought that the Wind of Liberty was a group of vulgar French farmers who had been discriminating against each other for a long time.
"Hey, isn't this Eric the crayfish?" Behind the wall, half of his head was exposed, and he looked at Eric on the opposite side and smiled, "Why did you royal miscellaneous come to the Iberian Peninsula?" Is it true that all the regular armies of the royal family of Anjou are dead? ”
"No way." Eric sneered, "You can't leave the security of the Kingdom of Aragon in the hands of a group of farmers. Do you have all your pitchforks with you? Is the lid of the pot enough to act as a shield? It's not enough for us to support. ”
"Forget about your pot lid, there is a long-lasting smell of potatoes and fried fish on it, our warriors are afraid that they will vomit on the spot when they smell it, but it is good to use them to deal with the undead, use them to make some Britannian specialties, probably smoke those undead."
"Hah! We're slow to cook, so I'm afraid we won't be able to do it before you surrender! By the way, did you bring all the white flags? Don't come to sew on the spot. ”
The heads of the two sides sprayed each other wildly, all kinds of yin and yang weird ridicule and ridicule, and the subordinates on both sides pointed at the opposite side angrily and scolded, some disdainful, some ruthless, some pulled out their weapons and prepared to do it, the scene was extremely chaotic.
Asker and Peggy stood on the sidelines of the group boredly, not planning to join the mercenaries in the curse-war...... Joke, we are the Azure Sword Mercenary Group, where will we be as knowledgeable as these mercenary bosses?
However, just because they don't go to the other side for trouble doesn't mean that the other side won't come for their trouble. Soon, the free wind mercenary behind the wall noticed the two people standing here, especially the pretty blood girl with a slender and lovely figure, fair and delicate skin, and long black and thick hair.
"Yo, why are you still bringing prostitutes......" As all kinds of foul language emerged, Peggy's face immediately turned black with anger, and she was about to turn her body into filthy blood and pounce forward, sucking all these mercenaries of the wind of freedom dry and die.
Fortunately, Asker was able to hold her in time and avoid a horrific massacre.
"Don't be impulsive." He said calmly.
"Hmm." Peggy nodded in dismay, then plugged her fingers in her ears and stuck her tongue out in disdain at the mercenary group of the Winds of Freedom.
Slightly, a bunch of idiots, too lazy to bother with you.
Seeing her make such a little daughter look, the mercenaries of the wind of freedom gradually became speechless, and their expressions were quite embarrassed.
In normal times, of course, their skins are not so thin, and more excessive flirting words can be spoken. It's just that now he is fighting with the Plantagenet mercenary group, and suddenly shifts his firepower to such a cute girl, which inevitably makes the other side feel that he is too bullying and afraid of the hard.
The Plantagenet mercenaries also understood, and soon began to taunt the other side of the soft eggs, only daring to tilt their firepower towards the woman, "It's better to give up the position of the regiment commander to the woman, or the dwarf, after all, the subordinates are incompetent cowards." ”
The mercenaries on the side of the wind of freedom were suddenly furious, and a few impulsively couldn't hold back, so they wanted to pull open the crossbow on the wall and give a ruthless blow to the opposite side, but fortunately, they were finally stopped by their companions in time.
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