The big man at the front of the tongue of fire was hit head-on, he didn't have time to dodge at this distance, the earth-shattering noise and the light of the fire made his mind blank, he felt his ears buzz, the world around him seemed to suddenly stand still, and almost instantly, the burning pain came from all the joints of his body.

The leather armor could not resist the attack of the projectile at all, although the armor-piercing ability of this round projectile was not strong, and the power of the armor-piercing arrow of the ballista was far from the power of the ballista, but at a distance of five meters, it was not a problem to penetrate the defense composed of cloth and cowhide head-on.

The tiny projectiles and iron slag that erupted in the shape of a fan slammed into the flesh and joints of the big man's flesh and joints, and several of them hit his legs, causing him to fall to his knees in agony with intense burning pain, and his relentless attack was shattered.

And at this moment, the knights under Payne did not stop their movements, but made the same gesture one after another, igniting and launching!

Fifteen shotguns fired at the same time, and the sound of explosions and gunpowder smoke enveloped the entire battlefield, and in the dark night, the thunderous sound continued to sound, like the thunder of heaven's punishment.

"Help! what is this!" cried out a wounded soldier in the smoke.

"Witchcraft! It's black magic, God, they're evil death knights!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

In less than five seconds, the Ziluo family's charge was completely shattered.

The power of * has been fully exerted at this moment.

No one dared to face the lethal impact of the firebolt head-on, although it would be troublesome to reload the firebolt, but the soldiers of the Ziluo family did not know its weakness, and no one dared to risk their lives to try to find out how long the cooldown time of the firebolt was.

Moreover, the soldiers at this time had been frightened by the dazzling fire and the amazing thunder, and the high-temperature projectiles shot into the skin were painful, and the few people in the front were even ignited by the flames of the leather armor, burning all over the body, and the terrible screams of pain terrified all the soldiers.

Confusion, chaos in the field, the soldiers in front began to rout backwards, and the soldiers in the rear were pushed to the ground and trampled under the feet of their companions.

The fiasco is a foregone conclusion.

When Baron Ziluo came down the stairs, he saw that this was the scene.

He was stunned, his body suddenly trembled violently like a spasm, his face was pale and his eyes were full of despair, he couldn't understand why there was such a earth-shaking change on the battlefield during the time he went downstairs, this was almost a one-sided situation, his army had been frightened, and he didn't have the courage to fight the enemy with his weapons again.

"Damn! Damn!" Baron Ziluo grabbed a soldier who tried to hide in the hotel by the neck and yelled angrily, "Where are you going? Go back and pick up your weapons and fight them!"

"My lord, my lord, they are not thieves, they are a group of wizards!" the soldier said, his legs trembling, pointing to the scar on his face burned by the flames and the iron projectile embedded in his muscles, and endured the severe pain, "This is witchcraft! They will use the power of fire and iron weapons, and only the paladins of the Holy See can defeat them!"

"Bastard, I didn't raise you to eat dry!" Baron Ziluo roared hysterically.

"Be kind, sir!" begged the soldier.

"Those who descend will not be killed!" the loud voice resounded over the battlefield, and the black knight walked out of the smoke of gunpowder, looking coldly at the remnants of the defeated army in front of him.

Just before the fire was fired, the knights were still muttering in their hearts, is this rudimentary weapon with steel pipes and wooden handles really the killer weapon that the chief knight said? It doesn't seem to be anything remarkable, just a little powder and iron pellets can defeat the enemy?

But when they actually used it, its power stunned everyone, and when they saw the fire bloom with their own eyes, one of the closest enemies was pushed three or four meters away by the projectile and gas, and the defense in his chest was torn apart in an instant.

This is much easier to use than the knight's sword, it saves effort and does not need to aim, and it does not require any combat skills, and this killer weapon invented by the lord is really surprisingly strong.

Payne looked at the embarrassed Baron Ziluo through the mask, and felt inexplicably relieved in his heart, thinking that this old guy tried to burn down the armory of the empty ferry leader, he was a little angry, the original contradiction between the nobleman and the lord was not so irreconcilable, but Ziluo's behavior directly put the two sides in a completely hostile position.

That's fine, as long as the lord is ruthless enough, he can use this matter as an excuse to deal with a large number of thorns in the eye, anyway, the hyena is still in the hands of the lord, who do you want to be an accomplice, isn't it just a confession?

"Are you aiming for money?" Baron Ziluo calmed down, he felt that in the case of being unable to confront the other party by force, it was particularly important to show weakness, and the other party spared no effort to dispatch more than twenty knights to attack him, for the sake of his own wealth, as long as he was willing to pay a price that satisfied them, then everything was discussed.

"How much can you give us?" Payne didn't answer Baron Ziluo's words, but asked directly in a cold tone.

Phew, it seems that they are really only here for the money, as long as this is the case, then they can negotiate the price with the other party, if they delay the time, and wait until Ron's large number of rangers patrol here, it will be no problem to kill these thieves.

"You have taken a lot of risk and energy," Baron Ziluo said as he thought in his mind, trying to think about the other party as much as possible, "I will definitely give you a figure that will satisfy you." ”

"This, this ......"

"How about 20,000?"

Payne's face was expressionless, and he couldn't help but want to laugh a little, the nobles were really misers, and the deadly threat was in front of him, and the price he gave was only 20,000 silver coins, and Payne really didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Payne didn't react, Baron Ziluo already knew that this figure was obviously not satisfactory to him, so he laughed dryly twice, and said with a sneer: "20,000 is definitely not enough for your hard-earned money......

"Eighty thousand! eighty thousand silver coins, this is my whole belongings, and I really can't get any more. "Baron Ziluo's heart hurts so much, these silver coins are his lifeblood, and throwing any bit out of it is like ripping off his flesh.

Payne didn't make a sound, jumped off the horse neatly, and walked straight to the hotel, Baron Ziluo had cold sweat on his forehead, his treasure was in the room upstairs, and if the other party found it, it would be completely ruined.

"Sir, would you like to have some drink, can we sit down and talk?" Baron Ziluo followed behind Payne, his heart pounding, and his heart jumped to his throat when he saw that Payne's footsteps were about to fall on the stairs.