This axe cut directly into half an inch, cutting through the entire stone slab, this power, he shouldn't be an orc.

Anyway, he is a master, and Jack alone, even with ten well-trained spearmen, is no match.

"Get out of here."

Jack shouted softly, and with ten soldiers, he formed a circle and cautiously retreated, and came to the Knight of Caron, and told him what was going on inside.

The Knight of Caron frowned, forming a Sichuan character.

He was still wary of his trading partner, who knew that his trading partner had already been killed by others.

It's troublesome, Knight Caron thought to himself, if he doesn't get it right, he will cause a misunderstanding with the Ironclaw family.

Although the head of his family is not afraid of the Iron Claw family, he is also a big trouble.

Wait, Caron looked at the town, and suddenly felt that the town was in a fog.

When......

Caron looked around, and at some point, they were surrounded by a mist.

When did it fog up.

This strange scene, the death of the three werewolves, made Caron think of something bad.

Wail!

Not far away from a tree, a crow screamed and flapped its wings and flew up, and Caron suddenly felt as if he had been targeted by some beast.

In the forest, countless birds flew into the sky, screaming and circling, indicating that something bad was happening.

Caron pulled out his sword violently, and under the reflection of the sun's rays, his sword shone brightly, and Caron shouted in a heart-rending voice: "Formation! ”

"Huo!"

The soldiers shouted and moved quickly.

With the carriage as the center, 40 spearmen lined up on the left and right, and ten spearmen behind, shoulder to shoulder, in two rows, guarding the forest on both sides and behind them.

The 12 crossbowmen stood guard around the carriage and, under the protection of the spearmen, bowed their heads to wind up the crossbow in their hands, and then aimed the crossbow on the periphery.

Jack and another apprentice drew their weapons and kept them at Caron's side.

Little by little, the fog got bigger and bigger.

Cuarón gripped the reins, his palms drenched with sweat.

Cuarón put on his helmet, which was hot in the sun, making him feel like he was in a furnace, and it was unbearably hot.

The horses kept kicking their hooves, swaying impatiently from side to side, and let out a low cry from their mouths.

The rustling sound of the trees on both sides, sometimes on the left and sometimes on the right, was confusing and caused a burst of nervousness among the soldiers.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and many people are starting to swallow their saliva.

Cuarón's eyes were stung with sweat and oozed blood, looking a little terrifying.

Can't wait any longer, Cuarón thought, swallowing hard, making his knife-like throat feel better.

He looked at the town, and his heart hesitated.

Stay here, sooner or later it's going to be over.

Entering the town, you can escape the scorching sun, but you are also likely to fall into the trap of the other party.

As for entering the forest, it's a bet on the number of people on the other side.

According to Jack's report, at least one of the other party is a very powerful warrior, and this fog may be a rune prop or a wizard.

If it is a wizard, entering the woods, coupled with this fog, the number of people is scattered, and it is undoubtedly sent to death.

In the end, Caron made a decision: "Listen to me and follow me into town." ”

The troops drove slowly, looking around vigilantly, and slowly entered the town, and in the process, the team inevitably dispersed a little.

……

As a soldier walked, the ground suddenly turned into a swamp, and his legs sank.

When he tried to climb out, he found that the ground had changed to its original state, and his legs were embedded in the ground.

He wanted to call out to his companion, but he found that his legs seemed to be glued and he couldn't open them, and he watched his companion's figure disappear from view.

……

When I got to a room, I was sheltered, and it was much better.

And with the walls, it saves a lot of trouble in terms of defense, and it is possible to take turns to rest.

Cuarón took off his helmet, took off his hat and tossed it aside, a cloud of white mist steaming over his head.

I took out the kettle and took a sip of water, my dry lips moistened a little, and I finally felt better.

"Jack, go count the numbers."

Cuarón sat on a stool against the wall, thumping his shoulders hard and commanding.

As for why Jack is always allowed to work, it is because the other apprentice is the son of the head of the family, and his status is high enough.

Jack ran over to count the numbers one by one, and came back with an ugly face.

"Four gunmen are missing."

Karonton stood up suddenly, then sat down with a wry smile.

There is really something strange in the fog, although this fog is big, but such a little distance is not enough to make people go missing, let alone the four who are missing in one breath.

And what could he do in this situation, could he rush into the fog and rescue the four missing spearmen?

It's impossible, who knows how many people will go missing on this trip?

Besides, it's a question of whether the missing ones are still alive.

They were in a stalemate with the unknown enemy in the mist, and everyone fell silent as they looked at the white expanse outside.

In another hut not far from this one, Angela and the three of them were in another situation.

A magic circle in the basin turned a basin of water into ice cubes, making the whole room feel heaty.

The wine he had collected from the werewolf's hiding place was chilled by ice cubes, poured into a cup, and when he took a sip, a cold breath ran down his throat, and he suddenly shuddered and his pores opened.

Carl knocked Erlang's leg on the table, sighed comfortably, put down the wine glass, held his head in his hands and closed his eyes, he planned to sleep comfortably and start working when he woke up.

Angela sat at the window, her arms crossed and her eyes squinted, her wand casually set aside, waiting for her moment.

As for Roland, he squatted on the ground and looked at the water in the basin.

The clear water reflected the scene in Caron's house, and Angela had given him the task of causing as much trouble as possible for Caron.

As for how to cause trouble, a parchment roll next to it will help Roland with that.

Angela and Carl don't have any guilt about child labor, and Roland is happy to do it, because he feels that he is very good now, and this is the first time that he has taken the fate of others into his own hands, and this feeling is very addictive.

A red dot on top of a little parchment, the red dot disappears.

In Cuarón's hut, a wall suddenly collapsed, and one of the soldiers leaning on it was crushed under the collapsed wall.

Several soldiers dragged him out in a panic, and after a few scrambles, the soldier woke up.

Another little parchment rolled another red dot, and the floor of the second floor suddenly shattered, and the soldier who stepped on the floor instantly lost weightlessness, and the whole person fell down with a dance, and smashed Caron to the ground with a thud.

The succession of accidents made Caron and the others a little more nervous than they were before they entered the town.