Chapter Sixty-Eight: This Is a Massacre!

The wasteland on the border of the Duchy of Deren.

The sunset was fading rapidly, the night was rapidly thickening, and the wind on the moor was getting colder.

Inside and outside the carriage, everyone was silent, nervous or frightened as they waited for the ghouls to arrive.

As time passed, the atmosphere became more and more oppressive, almost breathless.

Suddenly, Rosen's voice sounded: "Annie, how many small dried fish did we bring this time?" ”

"Ah, dried fish?" Anne was asked inexplicably.

"It's the dried fish that Savi specially collected from the fisherman at the dock to give us dry food, smoked, didn't you say it was delicious?"

Anne was messy in the night wind: "Fisherman? Small dried fish? Rosen, what are you talking about now? ”

Is now the time to talk about such things?

Rosen smiled, shook off his sore wrist from his grip on the barrel of the gun, stood up and walked to the luggage rack behind the carriage, opened the lid of a wooden crate, and reached out and pulled out a large handful of smoked dried fish from inside.

He took one in his mouth, then handed Anne a few, then a few more to the coachman John, and finally opened the carriage door and handed the remaining half to Sister Mary and little Alice.

"Come on, come on, don't wait, eat some dried fish to relieve boredom."

"......," Sister Mary looked at the dried fish in her hand. A life-and-death battle is coming, and she can only shrink into the carriage and wait for the judgment of fate. At such a time, she is in the mood to eat.

Little Alice was still carefree, her eyes lit up when she saw the little dried fish, she tore off a piece of fish and chewed it with relish, and after a few bites, she stuffed another piece of fish meat into Mary's mouth: "Mom, you eat it too." ”

Rosen smiled and was about to close the carriage door, when he suddenly found the black-haired girl he had just rescued curled up in a corner, most of her face buried in the crook of her arm, revealing only a pair of crystal eyes, looking at him without blinking.

Lawson reached out and handed the dried fish over: "You have one too?" ”

The black-haired girl raised her head slightly, a strange expression appeared on her face, and after a few seconds of silence, she asked in the jerky Palasen Imperial lingua franca, "The ghoul is coming, you ...... Aren't you afraid? ”

"I'm afraid." Rosen looked calm and spread his hands again: "But no matter how scared I am, the ghouls won't let me go." In this case, I can only eat more delicious food before the war to replenish my strength. ”

"I hope you succeed." The black-haired girl whispered, then buried her head in the crook of her arm.

Rosen shrugged his shoulders, reached out and pulled the carriage door shut, walked back to Anne, and asked, "Are you more relaxed now?" ”

Anne was eating dried fish, and nodded when she heard this: "It's much better than just now, but I'm still not sure." ”

"Don't worry, when we win this game, you won't be weak in the future." Rosen smiled.

He clearly remembered that in the Age of Discovery, when the musketeers of the Western powers fought with the natives who used cold weapons, they often had exaggerated records of 10 blocks of 100 or even 1,000 blocks.

The fundamental reason is not because of the bravery of the soldiers, but because of the absolute suppression of weapon technology!

Now, he uses a hot weapon to deal with ghouls, and as long as he doesn't make a mistake, he can also cause a crushing situation. Because of this, Rosen is the least psychologically stressed of all.

"I hope so." Anne took a hard bite of the dried fish.

While eating, her ears suddenly moved, and her body immediately stood up straight: "It's coming!" ”

She shoved all the dried fish into her mouth, chewed hard, took a long sip of water, swallowed them all, and ran to the guardrail of the thorn horse, squinting at the dimly lit wasteland.

After watching it for a while, her expression changed drastically: "There are a lot of ghouls, don't you ...... It's a lot, too many to count, at least....... At least 200 of them! ”

"What? 200 ghouls? John, the coachman, screamed and almost rolled off his horse, and his body moved quickly from side to side, as if trying to find a way to run, but soon he found that he had no way to escape.

Eventually, he collapsed on the front seat of the carriage and muttered, "It's over! It's all over! I knew I shouldn't have done this! ”

The passengers in the carriage also heard Anne's words, and Miss Mary's face suddenly became bloodless.

For people of this era, there are more than 100 people in an ordinary village, more than 1,000 people in a prosperous town, and more than 200 elite guards in the baron. And such an elite guard, if they meet ghouls in the wasteland, they can only deal with twenty or thirty ghouls at most.

As for 200....... It's a terrifying concept.

The black-haired girl suddenly spoke again: "Sister Mary, are you scared?" ”

Mary hugged little Alice tightly in her arms with a look of despair: "I'm not worried about myself, I'm worried about my daughter, and the fate of Lord Rosen and Lord Anne. My daughter is still young, and Lord Rosen and Master Anne are very good people, and they don't deserve to die in such a wasteland. ”

As she spoke, Mary's one eye was already filled with tears.

The black-haired girl was stunned: "But I see, Lord Lawson seems to have a chance to win?" Could it be that he has some powerful weapon? ”

Mary shook her head and smiled bitterly, "It's not something I know. But more than 200 ghouls...... This...... That's just too much. ”

Outside the carriage.

After about five or six seconds, Rosen also vaguely saw the unusual movement in the wasteland.

The wasteland was covered with a layer of dry weeds more than half a man high, and when you looked down from above, you could see the weeds vibrating violently, as if countless poisonous snakes were hiding inside the grass.

The nearest ghoul was about 300 meters away, but judging by the speed at which the weeds were trembling, it would take less than half a minute for these ghouls to rush down the slope.

Anne reached out and grabbed an iron lump, her eyes were fixed on the weeds under the slope, and after looking at it for a few seconds, she said anxiously: "Lawson, no, the weeds are too lush for me to see the location of the ghoul." They're also very spread out, and it's hard for our Doom Orb to be powerful! ”

"I see, you see me."

Rosen took the large jar full of grease, pulled out a large chunk of viscous grease from it, and shook it vigorously into the grass in the distance.

A very peculiar thing, when the grease was in Lawson's hands, it was as viscous as lard, but after it was thrown into the air, a large number of bubbles appeared in the grease, and it began to boil, and after flying out about 2 meters, it became a rich white vapor.

At this moment, Lawson reached out and took the torch next to the carriage, and pointed his hand at the white steam, and the flame in the torch actually pulled out a long bright line, extending all the way to the white steam.

"Boom~~"

The white vapor burst into a circle of dark blue flames, which continued on their way, and soon fell on the weeds.

The weeds in late autumn have long since dried up, and they are very flammable, and a large circle of flames more than one person high rises under the slope by this blue flame.

"Wind!"

Lawson shouted, activated the power of alchemy with all his strength, and began to control the air flow around his body.

He pulled the air off his head, pushed it by the power of alchemy, and quickly pushed it down the slope. In this way, the air flow is centered on the carriage and radiates out in a fan shape towards the lower slope.

The wind fuels the fire.

"Whew~~~~"

The flames on the wasteland grew more and more intense, like a fiery dragon, moving quickly towards the swarm of ghouls in the distance.

The flame and the ghoul walked in opposite directions, and soon, the two collided about 80 meters away from the carriage.

Although the flame was only formed by the burning of dead grass, and the temperature was only about 800 degrees Celsius, the ghoul was not heat-tolerant. Faced with the flames of the prairie fire, they had to scatter to the left and right.

As a result, the group of ghouls that had been rushing forward quickly were rushed by the flames and changed their direction, some to the left, some to the right, and some desperately tried to cross the flames, only to be screamed by the flames and had to retreat to dodge.

Seeing this, Anne shouted, "Lawson, they're trying to get around the fire!" ”

Rosen laughed and said to Anne, "Quick! Throw two Doomsday Orbs, one on the left and one on the left, and force them to close in the middle! ”

"What a good idea!" Anne's eyes lit up, she had already grasped Rosen's intentions.

She was optimistic about the position, took out a doomsday iron ball in one hand, and slammed it hard: "Go!" ”

Two fist-sized iron bumps were thrown out almost at the same time, each drawing a wonderful parabola in the sky, and about 2 seconds later, landed exactly to the left and right of the ghoul charging line.

"Boom~~~"

Two loud bangs appeared almost at the same time, and two bright flames nearly 5 meters high rose from a distance of about 50 meters on the grassland, and a large number of steel fragments splashed violently in all directions.

When there was a loud noise, the black-haired girl in the carriage jerked her head up and turned her head to look in the direction of the wasteland.

She saw that the ghouls within 5 meters of the giant flame, like wheat that had been cut down, fell down in unison, and fifteen or sixteen fell in one fell swoop.

Five or six of these downed ghouls fell to the ground forever, and five or six rolled on the ground and screamed, and at first glance they knew that they were in intense pain, and in the end less than a third were able to get up and continue running, but the speed of running was significantly slower than that of the other ghouls.

"Is this the Iron Ball of Doom?" The black-haired girl was a little distracted.

In the wasteland, the ghoul hordes were blown up.

Such a terrible loud noise, such a terrifying lethality, and a flash like the sun made the ghouls panic.

The ghouls who were originally scattered on both sides subconsciously gathered in the direction away from the explosion, but in this way, the group of ghouls, which had just been very scattered, was rapidly becoming dense.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds, about 5 seconds later, the ghouls were almost all together, they didn't realize the danger was coming, they were still converging, and even many ghouls were stacked together, as if they could get more security when they were so tightly together.

"It's now, throw all 4 out!" Lawson shouted.

The black-haired girl's pupils shrank when she listened, and she subconsciously spit out a word: "No." ”

On the other hand, Anne did as she was told. She picked up the iron lumps and threw them one after another, with an interval of no more than 0.1 seconds, and in less than half a second, she threw all 4 iron lumps clean.

Immediately after throwing it, Anne covered her ears and squatted on the ground, as did Lawson.

'Boom Rumble~~'

There was a loud bang that was even more terrible than before, and four deathfires rose in the wasteland in front of them, four flames almost next to each other, and where the flames and steel raged, more than 180 ghouls gathered.

This attack immediately caused incredible damage to the ghoul group.

As the flames of death faded and extinguished, all that remained of the wasteland was scorched earth with sparks and smoke. On the scorched earth, there are the corpses of ghouls, at least more than 80 of them!

In addition to the corpses, there are also many unlucky people who are missing arms and legs, or have blood holes on their bodies, but they are not dead for a while, there are about 30 of these guys, they are struggling and moaning on the ground, and they have basically lost their combat effectiveness.

Coupled with the results of the previous two bombs, nearly 200 ghouls were reduced by more than 130 in an instant, and there were less than 70 survivors.

The horror is that the entire battle lasted less than a minute.

The black-haired girl witnessed the whole process, she lowered her gaze, and her heart trembled: "It's just a massacre. ”

If she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes, but relayed it by someone else, she would have thought it was an exaggeration, or even an unwarranted battle, because in this world, ghouls have always slaughtered humans, and humans have always been prey.

Outside the carriage, looking at the rich results on the wasteland, Anne was also stunned: "This ...... Did I really do that? ”

She never imagined that there would be a day when she would kill hundreds of pesky ghouls with a wave of her hand, which ...... This is a record that would have crushed the record of Holdeborg's strongest stalker to slag.

Rosen was very calm, but it was a pity: "It's a pity, it's a pity, the bomb was dropped by Annie, and the ghoul was blown up by Annie, otherwise, I would definitely be able to gain a lot of free talent points from the second-level talent tree." ’

Now it's good, from start to finish, he killed two ghouls.

At this time, there are more than 60 ghouls that have survived the slope by chance.

The ghouls were either a little slower to come together and were far away from the center of the explosion, or there were other vampires blocking the blast for them.

They had lost the courage to continue the attack, and after the explosion, they retreated far away, until more than 300 meters away before stopping, and then just watched the carriage on the slope from a distance, neither attacking nor retreating, like a pack of hyenas unwilling to lose.

Anne asked softly, "Rosen, why don't we throw a few more Doomsday Balls?" It's just more than 300 meters away, and if I use all my strength, I can still throw it. ”

Rosen shook his head again and again: "Don't, the distance is too far, the force is too strong when you throw it, the Doomsday Iron Ball may explode in your hand, then we will all be finished." ”

"Ah~ that's a pity." Anne was immediately dismissed, she didn't want to experience the power of the Doomsday Ball for herself. Turning her head to look at the lingering ghouls, Anne was a little distressed: "Those guys are not leaving, just looking at it, it's really annoying." ”

"Just let them see. Anyway, it was already dark, the makeshift camp was set up, and we were resting. ”

Rosen sat down with the spiral troll, then turned to John and said, "Man, you keep watch in the first half of the night, and we'll keep watch in the second half of the night." ”

"Hey~ no problem." John, the coachman, was in awe.

Rosen raised his hand again and patted off the carriage: "Sister Mary, Alice, rest early." I'm going to have to hurry tomorrow. ”

"Okay, brother." Little Alice answered, her voice crisp.

"Yes, sir." Sister Mary's voice was very humble.

In the carriage, the black-haired girl still buried her face in the crook of her arms, and her body curled up even tighter.