A distance of 50 meters is a matter of two or three seconds for a horse in charge. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info These robbers are already engaged with the player and the guards.

Chen Mo and the three of them took a look at these robbers who had already dismounted, and they felt that something was wrong. The other party's level is two levels higher than them, and the level suppression is a bit powerful. Chen Mo hurriedly poured a sip of strong pineapple wine, and threw it to the bald head and the melon seller, asking them to drink some too.

The three people who drank were a little dizzy, but the situation against the enemy improved slightly, although it did not smooth out the level gap, but there was no longer a disadvantage in skill judgment. Although these robbers are not elite-level, and they can't be compared with the leader of the Stone Fire Brotherhood who chased and killed Chen Mo at the beginning, their attack power is very strong, and once they fail to parry, they often suffer double-digit damage. Selling melons is easier than Chen Mo, the level 8 master has already begun to show his edge, relying on constant positioning, interspersed behind everyone, one by one fireballs accurately hit the other party, occasionally a few close-range robbers, the melon seller is also a hand, a resistance ring of fire unfolded, directly repelling the other party. The mage profession is like this, once there are more skills, coupled with accurate positioning and the control of the skill release time, it is really difficult for ordinary mobs to pose a threat.

However, it is a little strange to look at the situation of Wei Chuang breaking here, a good mage, wearing a suit of armor, holding a stone cutter who has been blessed with sharp arts, rushed directly into this group of robbers, and danced with a two-handed axe, and none of the robbers could get close. Occasionally, when he encounters someone who wants to escape, he throws his hand and shoots a golden cone arrow, although the success rate of casting is extremely low, but the bald head doesn't care, and still rushes all the way with an axe.

The situation on the NPC's side is not so optimistic, first after the first round of charging attacks from the other party, the guards in the front row who raised the shield were somewhat injured, and at this time they were only barely able to protect themselves, and the leader of the caravan was fighting with the deputy and the leader of the robbers, and between you and me, it was difficult for the two to suppress each other.

Although a few people on Chen Mo's side suppressed five or six robbers on the scene, the level 10 monster blood was very thick, and they couldn't be killed for a while. On the other hand, the leader of the robbers, except for Vandert and his deputy, basically did not have a single enemy, and several guards who went up to support were repelled by a single move.

There are still more than a dozen robbers left, it is not at all that these injured guards and ordinary players can parry, Chen Mo couldn't help but curse secretly, what kind of waste wood are they, such a precious opportunity, why don't those big guilds know to send some elites, but Chen Mo doesn't know that basically only one or two percent of these people are the main force of the elite, and the others are the owners of the major trade union teams, let them come along, in fact, they want these people to seize some opportunities and make money, although these people's combat literacy is really limited, but the business acumen is really extraordinary, but before it has time to play, it is half hung up.

However, there is another scene that Chen Mo noticed, that is, those players who paid the tolls, 4 people in a group, arching and guarding one of them, occasionally there are blinding robbers approaching, and an earthen wall will rise from the ground, blocking the route, and at the same time resolving the offensive without a trace, it is forcing the robbers to the side of other players. Earth mage, Chen Mo was curious about the identities of these people.

Before, there were a total of 20 player guards including Chen Mo, but now there are only 10 people with Chen Mo's 3 people. Although the situation was getting worse, the robbers seemed to have a clear purpose, and after robbing a cart of goods, they immediately prepared to ride away.

The robbers who fought against Chen Mo and the others also retreated, and the three people who were free began to support the NPCs.

Seeing this scene, Gordon let out a snort, and with a fierce swing of the big knife in his hand, he swept away Vandert and several people, and then his body exploded and retreated, holding the horse that came and turning over, and in one go, he followed the rest of the people and horses away, and when he left, he also killed a player who tried to stop him, leaving no chance for everyone.

The distant back is still shouting to this side: "Vandert, brothers, thank you for your relief this time, hahahaha." Fate to meet again..... Hahaha"

Just now, at the moment when Gordon turned over and got on the horse, Chen Mo clearly saw the familiar tattoo marks on the other party's right arm. It's the Brotherhood of Stone Fire again!

Seeing that the robbers were gone, and that the previous rogues had either been killed or fled, Vandert spat at the ground and swore and said, "Damn, these damn dwarves. ”

Chen Mo and the others were a little stunned, what did this have to do with the dwarves, but at this time, a cart of goods was lost, and a few people who didn't know whether the escort mission was a failure didn't dare to ask, so they stood aside in a daze.

Seeing that the sky was almost dawn, the NPCs in the caravan had no intention of resting anymore and began to pack up the campsite. Seeing this, Chen Mo and the others went up to help. Vandert, who had counted the goods, seemed to be in a much better mood, as it seemed that the loss was not large because they had previously assigned all the valuable goods to the player to protect while they protected the relatively cheap goods themselves. And those robbers obviously don't know this, and they are specifically robbing the carriages guarded by NPCs. The leader of the caravan, who had set up a scene of these robbers, was obviously in a much better mood, and began to tell everyone about the situation.

It turned out that Vandert was originally a declining nobleman of Odlus, and when the family was ruined, he began to travel the continent and became a merchant. Because he dared to fight hard and had some business acumen, he accumulated a lot of wealth in a few years.

Once, the young Vandert saw a high-speed locomotive that could travel underground on the side of the gnomes and dwarves, and the young leader who licked the blood from the knife all year round was quite something, and if the humans had such a means of transportation, then they would no longer need to be threatened by their robbers. Immediately invested a lot of money to hire dwarves and dwarf craftsmen to start repairing the subway, but who knew that halfway through the repair, the dwarves and dwarfs suddenly had a conflict, and they were incompatible. The gnomes are fine, as long as they are given money, they are willing to continue, but these dwarves are as stubborn as the stone houses they live in, and they will not start any more work unless they get out. In this way, the works were delayed indefinitely. Vandert, who had invested a lot of money, had nothing to do, and had no choice but to start his old business as a businessman again.

Although a truckload of goods was lost this time, it was not Chen Mo's problem, and Chen Mo and them were not blamed. It's just that the 11 players who died in battle were all hung up directly back to Valhalla Town, wasting a precious opportunity.

The people who packed their bags set off again, this time safely, and never encountered any robbers again. After driving for a while, everyone ate and drank a little and rested for a while before continuing on their way, and by noon it was not far from Odelus.

Standing on the carriage, Chen Mo could already vaguely see the vague outline of a huge city.