Chapter Eighty-Three: Counterattack

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"Are you looking for us?" Just as the robbers and their party were in a panic, Witt's joking voice suddenly came from behind them, and they were in a hurry.

The leader of the robbers looked around, and then he realized that the other party had already surrounded his own group, but then he mustered up the courage to shout: "Brothers, we have an advantage in numbers, give Lao Tzu, give them some color!" ”

After saying that, the rest of the robbers immediately shouted loudly, showing their morale, and then put their knives and rushed towards the surrounding cottage guards. Seeing this, the cottage guard immediately put the heavy shield that had already been in his hand on his chest, and raised the one-handed heavy sword in his hand to pose in a combat posture.

Before the other party could charge, Witt had already carried an oak bow, took an arrow and bent the bow, and shot an arrow at the front door of the robber at the forefront. The robber's face was so bloody that he couldn't see his cheeks clearly, and he fell to the ground, blood gushing out and gradually spilling on the robbers around him. The bandits around him were stunned for a moment, but then continued to charge.

Witt quickly pulled out a sharp arrow from the quiver behind him, put down a robber again, and then pulled out the black axe on his waist, and rushed towards the robber who was only six or seven meters away from him, and did not forget to shout: "Let this group of robbers who are not self-sufficient see the strength of Shuangfeng Village!" ”

The guards of the cottage immediately shouted in unison, covered each other, and raised their shields to slam into the oncoming bandits, slowing down their charge, and at the same time, the shield strike skill caused a stun effect on the bandits who rushed in front of them. In just a second or two, it becomes a life-and-death moment. The cottage guards took advantage of the fact that the other party had not recovered and raised their swords to slash at the robbers.

The robbers who followed were met not by the onslaught of the enemy, but by the corpses of their comrades who were lying back, and the blood that was scattered all around. The air began to fill the air with blood-colored molecules, a familiar and unfamiliar smell that was disgusting and unforgettable.

In just one charge, in the blink of an eye, the robbers lost a third. Looking at the corpses of the dead brothers, the morale of the robbers and minions was greatly reduced, and they began to reduce the pace of the collision, no one wanted to become cannon fodder rushing ahead, and the offensive gradually weakened.

As the bandits' offensive gradually weakened, the advantage began to tilt in favor of the Peak Guards, who began to attack on their own initiative under the command of Rum. Those robbers were originally a rabble, although their armor and weapons were slightly better than the bandits, but compared to the chain armor guards in front of them, that bit of combat power was not at all vulnerable.

Under the coercion of the cottage guards, the robbers slowly moved closer to the middle, and the circle formed by the cottage guards continued to shrink to the middle. The circle formation was originally the dominant formation of the spearmen, and the infantry soldiers could also use the circle formation to work in the face of weak bandits.

Just as the cottage guards were fighting the robbers, Witt had already lifted the dazzling black axe in his hand and pointed directly at the bandit leader in the chaos. Seeing this, one of the robbers slashed at Witt with a knife. Witt's movements were light, and the moment he spun sideways to avoid the bandit's knife slash, he used the inertial force of the rotation to drive the black axe around his body with a thunderbolt, and immediately cut off the head of the robber who had not yet received the attack, and blood gushed out from his neck, which was more than two meters high, and gradually made Witt red.

Witt went straight to the bandit leader in the silver helmet, and after slashing the other bandit minion again, the other bandit minions around him saw the bloody man covered in blood rushing towards him, and timidly moved out of the way.

The bandit leader saw Witt rushing towards him, and his men were staring at him, and because of the majesty of his own majesty under his hands, the bandit leader had no choice but to bite the bullet, shout, and then raised the sword in his hand and rushed towards Witt.

Before the bandit leader could get close to Witt, he took advantage of the distance of his sword and slashed at Witt's face. Unable to deal effective damage to the bandit leader, Witt dodged the oncoming sword with a sideways dodge of the oncoming sword, and then jumped forward in an attempt to close the distance between him and the bandit leader, thus giving him a fatal blow.

But the bandit leader seems to have seen through Witt's purpose, and the long sword is taking advantage of the distance from the enemy to launch a fierce attack, if the enemy is close to him, the attack advantage of the long sword will not be brought into play, and it is difficult to exert force. So the bandit leader made a quick decision, jumped back, widened the distance between himself and Witt, and swept his sword sideways at the same time.

Seeing this, Witt did not dare to act rashly, so he had to jump back to avoid the sweep, and once again distanced himself from the robbers, waiting for an opportunity to get close to the bandit leader again.

The bandit leader saw that Witt was helpless against him, so he immediately got carried away and mocked: "I heard you just now, you are from Twin Peaks, right?" I thought that Shuangfeng Village was very powerful, but it seems that it is nothing more than that. He burst out laughing.

The surrounding bandit minions had gradually fallen into a disadvantage, and suddenly saw that the leader and the other party had the upper hand in the battle, and immediately their morale increased greatly, and there was a great counterattack.

The bandit leader took the initiative to attack many times, but Witt could only block the attack with a dazzling black axe, and could not effectively counterattack. Seeing this, Witt felt that the situation was not good, and if it dragged on, it might endanger the safety of the guards of the peak village, but he was helpless against the other party.

Just as Witt thought he had nothing to do and was about to retreat, the bandit leader, overconfident, slashed down at Witt's head with his sword. Witt took advantage of the sluggishness of the sword and rolled on the spot on a donkey, dodging a slash from the bandit leader. The heavy sword slashed at the wild grass with an unbalanced center of gravity, and a deep crack in the soil immediately appeared in the grass.

Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent's long sword was deep in the dirt and had not been pulled out and the inertial attack had not been retracted, Witt immediately rolled again, approached the opponent, and then slammed a leg sweep into the opponent's ankle.

The leader of the bandits was shocked, but it was too late, and he fell to the ground with his unsteady center of gravity, and his sword fell to the grass.

Before he could get up, Witt picked up his black axe and slashed at the bandit leader who was trying to get up from the ground again. I heard the robber leader whine, and after rolling on the grass a few times, he stopped moving, and the blood stained the green grass red.

The other bandit minions were encouraged to see that the leader still had the upper hand in the battle, and in the blink of an eye, the leader fell to the ground and died, and immediately panicked, lost the will to continue fighting, and began to retreat into the middle of the circle.

Witt was exhausted, but he still stood in place with his strong will. The robber minions around him only vigilantly aimed their knives at Witt, but they did not dare to come forward to fight.

Witt looked around, and found that there were only seven or eight robbers left, and the people lying on the ground were all robbers who were alive at the previous moment.

"Your leader is dead, stop putting up fearless resistance, lay down your arms, I can surround you without dying!" Witt gasped and said as he regained his complexion.

When the robbers saw that the situation was gone, they threw away their single knives, knelt on the ground, and begged for mercy: "Your Excellency, spare your life! Spare your life! We are also forced to be helpless, if we don't come out to make a living, we will starve to death in this barren mountains and mountains, and we may be swallowed up by other forces, my lord, you will spare us, right? ”

When Witt heard this, he immediately said: "Don't worry, since I promised to take your life, I will not break my word." But there's one thing I want to know. ”

"Adults, please say, as long as the little ones know, they must tell the truth!" The robber flattered.

"You've been around here for some time, haven't you? You've probably heard of the Wild Ridge Blacksmith, right? As soon as Witt spoke, the robbers looked at each other without saying a word.

Then, one of them took the initiative to speak: "My lord, this blacksmith is just a legend, I have never seen this person in all my years here. But according to legend, that person is in Xiling, and ten kilometers west from this place is Xiling, but on the way you must pass through the territory of the black tiger, and these people may have some trouble. ”

When Witt heard this, he immediately asked in surprise, "Who is the Black Tiger?" ”

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