The sound of shouting killing, the sound of blades clashing, the sound of crossbow strings tightening, the sound of sharp blades entering flesh......

The noisy screams and the spurting blood made Han Xue'er, who had experienced the real battlefield for the first time, stunned.

The scene of hundreds of soldiers hugging together and fighting each other is by no means comparable to the courage and ruthlessness of individuals, life seems extremely fragile at this moment, even if you successfully cut down the enemy in front of you, the next moment you are likely to be shot through the throat by a crossbow arrow flying inexplicably!

Miraculously, after the soldiers on both sides of the melee saw Han Xue'er, they all subconsciously avoided her, as if they couldn't bear to hurt such a beautiful and lovely person, if there was someone who was proficient in magic here, they could feel that Han Xue'er was exuding a tempting 'magic breath' all the time, this magic breath could not be seen or touched, but it would make the male creatures who saw her contact her involuntarily have desires or pity in their hearts, which can be described as extremely domineering!

Of course, this kind of magical aura is not strong enough to affect the subjective consciousness of ordinary people, if a person really has malicious intentions towards Han Xue'er and wants to kill her, he will still not hesitate to do it, but at this time, few soldiers on both sides of the battle know Han Xue'er, so naturally they will not have malicious will towards her, so naturally no one will come to 'disturb' Han Xue'er Standing in the 'protective circle' surrounded by the security team, quietly 'admiring' this bloody battle scene.

When Fatis's army gathered fire with crossbow arrows and a large number of hand-to-hand soldiers rushed up, the officers and soldiers of the security team selectively forgot about Han Xue'er, and even the obscene fat sheriff didn't care about Han Xue'er, and it was difficult to maintain the basic defense line of the security team.

The sheriff, who had already penetrated into the crowd, had long since disappeared from Han Xue'er's field of vision, which was why she was at a loss when she loaded her arquebus.

She couldn't see the sheriff as a worthy target, and she didn't want to suddenly open fire on the vigilantes around her and push herself against the vigilante soldiers.

The fact that the current security team doesn't do it to themselves doesn't mean that they can tolerate Han Xue'er shooting a black gun in the back!

At this time, Han Xue'er had no room to dodge at all, so she naturally didn't dare to risk killing the worthless security team soldiers.

As the vigilantes and Nord light infantry on the rooftops fell one by one, the militia of Vida Town, dressed in cloth, stepped on the corpses and carried crossbows to the roofs of the surrounding houses, seizing the commanding heights, and then more fierce crossbow bolts were fired at the vigilant officers and soldiers who were struggling to survive.

Whoosh~~~

Puff puff......

As the roof lined up to fire a volley of militia crossbowmen in a row, the barely maintained vigilante line was suddenly shot through several gaps, and the followers of Fatis outside took the opportunity to enter and kill them.

The fat sheriff looked at the out-of-control scene, raised his blood-stained saber, laughed miserably, and shouted in the direction of the enemy army: "Fatis, you turtle grandson!" Lao Tzu is waiting for you in hell! When Lord Reizis returns, it's your end! ”

The fat sheriff who was venting the despair and fear in his heart, the corner of his eyes swept coldly to Han Xue'er, standing in the middle of a corpse, she was still as sexy and enchanting as when she first saw her.

"Damn, I'm dying anyway, I'm going to have a good time before I die!" The fat magistrate knew that it was impossible for Fatis to let his hardcore brother-in-law, Lord Reizis, live, and when he thought that he had fallen to this point because he had brought people out to hunt down Han Xue'er, he couldn't help but breed an 'evil spirit' in his heart.

The fat sheriff said to the personal guard who had been holding a steel shield to protect him: "You escorted me to approach that Han Xue'er." ”

The personal guard carrying the steel shield looked stunned: "My lord, Han Xue'er is just an ordinary female adventurer, and she can't threaten the ...... of Fatis."

"Shut up, I have my own measure, you can be responsible for carrying the shield to block Han Xue'er's dwarf firecracker."

The fat sheriff who stood out from the crowd quickly attracted Han Xue'er's attention.

Han Xue'er looked at the fine steel shield with a large door panel, and couldn't help but feel a sour tooth: "Are the people in the Karaouda Continent all perverts?" How did he lift such a large piece of steel? ”

In the face of the steel shield that was getting closer and closer, Han Xue'er couldn't bear to shoot, and at this time, the front of the security team had been completely torn, and the first to open the way was Fatis who was wearing a canned plate armor, comparable to a thickened version of the canned plate armor that weighed so heavily as an adult man, Fatis could move and advance like an ordinary person when he wore it, and the whole person was like a 'steel bulldozer', with sword blades and crossbow arrows slashing at him, leaving only a white blade at most......

"Why doesn't this Han Xue'er fire yet? Could it be that she is still a hand-to-hand combat master? The sheriff, who had already stepped on a distance of 10 meters, couldn't help but wonder if the dwarven firebolt needed to insert the firewire into the medicine room when firing it, and if it was really close to the hand-to-hand warriors, whether the firewire could be inserted accurately was another matter......

In the sheriff's doubts, the distance between the two was close to 5 meters, and a cold light flashed in Han Xue'er's beautiful eyes: "The distance is less than 5 meters, even if the steel shield can withstand it, I want to see if your arm can withstand the impact of the musket!" ”

Bang~~~

As the gunshots rang out, there was a painful snort from behind the steel shield, and the large steel shield of the door panel paused for a moment, and suddenly fell backwards, obviously, the shield bearer was no longer able to continue to support the fine steel shield of the large door panel.

However, a 'pig' came out from behind the fallen steel shield and pounced on Han Xue'er.

Han Xue'er pulled out the talisman dagger in a hurry, but was directly picked out by the fat sheriff with skill!

This obscene fat man turned out to be a swordsmanship 'expert'!

Han Xue'er looked at the right hand of her lost talisman dagger a little stunned, and the faint numbness from the tiger's mouth kept reminding Han Xue'er that she was a scumbag with a combat power of 5 in hand-to-hand combat......

When Han Xue'er was waiting for death in despair, the fat sheriff who disarmed Han Xue'er with one move threw away his sword, threw away his sword, and hugged Han Xue'er with open arms, and kissed Han Xue'er's delicate face with a big black lip as thick as a fat pig!

"Oh my God! This is on the battlefield, what is this sheriff in his head, he is still thinking about it......"

Han Xue'er's only feeling at this time was that this fat sheriff had a 'pit' in his head.

Facing not a sword blade but a 'pig' kiss, the difficulty coefficient for Han Xue'er was significantly reduced by several levels, she came first, and her arms were firmly stuck in the fat sheriff's chest and neck, so that he would not really kiss herself......

"Really...... What an awkward position...... And also...... This pig has a lot of strength...... I can't hold it anymore! ”