On the road leading from the town of Praile to the village of Ruhr, a border village of the territory.

Several fast horses galloped along the road, and all but one of the horses sat on the first horse, and the rest of the horses were saddled. The rider on the horse was almost prostrated on the horse's back, and from time to time he whipped his mount under his crotch to speed up, not at all pity the condition of the mount. The mount roared and ran wildly, the wind whirring under its hooves, bringing up dust along the way.

The rider on the horse was Yang Qianyu, at this time he was not as calm as usual, and his face showed anxiety and worry that could not be concealed.

"Gotta catch up!"

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Ruhr village.

The tall wooden wall was shattered at this point, revealing a gap nearly ten meters wide. On the ground of the gap outside the wall, several hideous and terrifying cracks were visible, extending to a hundred meters away from the village.

At this time, the people in the village shouted and neighed, and there was chaos everywhere. After breaking through the walls of Ruhr, the centaurs rushed into the village and slaughtered. The defenders of Ruhr were not willing to sit idly by, and the militia of the village escorted the old and young women and children to the hill outside the village, while the sergeants of the Rog Knights relied on the buildings in the village to resist. Fortunately, the centaur tribe that attacked Ruhr was only a few more than 300 people, and it lost about a quarter of it before the wall was breached, and the rest of the centaurs had a slight advantage over humans in numbers, but in the melee of the villages full of buildings, humans had the upper hand. The odds of winning between each other are still five to five, and the casualty exchange ratio is also maintained at one to one.

A centaur broke down the front door of a wooden house, broke into the house, looked around, and saw that there was nothing in the empty house, and then stupidly prepared to leave. But just as he turned around, a flash of light suddenly flashed in front of him, and then he saw the head and body of the centaur warrior separate. The foul blood spurted from the short neck and rushed to the ceiling, and the headless corpse collapsed to the ground weakly, rolling to the side of the head with a blank expression.

Xue Xiaojing, who was hanging upside down on the beam, landed lightly, raised her hand to close the half-broken door, and then leaned against the wooden wall next to the door and carefully guarded for a moment with a weapon in her hand. Seeing that he had killed the centaur unnoticed by the rest of the enemy, the man let out a long breath of relief, leaning completely against the wall to rest.

"This is the ninth......" Xue Xiaojing's whispering voice came from the dim room. The distress signal had already been issued, and the 'sentry guards' that Han Jing had arranged in this area had also noticed the change here. Reinforcements must have been on the way, but I don't know...... When will everyone arrive? ”

Under the eagle's head mask, a wisp of sweat slipped down Xue Xiaojing's blown face.

"When the hell are you going to get here......

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on the road.

The mount under the crotch let out a wail, and fell to the ground before his legs and feet went limp. Yang Qianyu jumped up and straddled the vacant mount at the same time as the horse lost its front hooves, whipped the horse and continued to gallop away, not looking at the mount that had fallen down with all his strength.

About a few dozen minutes after Yang Qianyu passed by, nearly ten horses appeared on the road again, one person was sitting on each of the three horses, and the rest of the horses were also idle. The speed of the three of them was not as fast as Yang Qianyu's, but after galloping for a long time, their respective mounts were also out of breath and foaming at the mouth.

Sensing that the state of the mount was not good, the three of them jumped into the air to change horses, leaving the three exhausted horses free and taking them with them to continue the journey.

"Huh? Look there! "Song Fei, the 'Great Magister' among the three, raised his eyes and saw the horses falling on the side of the road, and immediately beckoned his companions to look.

"Brother Yang's mount again!" 'Cursed Wizard' Zhao Ke, who was dressed as a mage, exclaimed when he saw the fallen horse, "It looks like he died of exhaustion." ”

"This is already the third horse along the way. Brother Qianyu seems to be really anxious! "Dressed in a battle armor carved with a roaring fierce pattern, and wearing a 'claw druid' like a sharp claw of a fierce beast, Liu Dongxu also has a grim face." I've never seen Qianyu so impatient. ”

"We're all the same." Song Fei was worried. "There was a sudden change in Ruer Village, and now Xiaojing's life and death are unknown, how can we calm down."

Zhao and Liu were speechless to respond, but the worried look on their faces exposed what they wanted.

"Don't be careful......"

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Ruhr village.

Xue Xiaojing's heart became more and more uneasy.

Ever since I had a nightmarish nightmare many years ago, I could feel it vaguely whenever danger was coming.

And now, that feeling has reappeared. It kept reminding itself that something seemed to have been overlooked.

What is it?

Because of the long-term guerrilla raid and evasion and hiding, Xue Xiaojing felt that her body and spirit were very tired, and she didn't even seem to have the strength to breathe. After taking a deep breath, Xue Xiaojing was on guard. The environment in the house that has been abandoned for a long time is very poor, coupled with the previous toss, the air in the house is filled with countless dust, not to mention it, and it is accompanied by a strange smell.

Flavor?! Xue Xiaojing suddenly thought of something, and after sniffing the smell in the air, her face changed suddenly.

Smells fill the air. The smell of hay, dust, rotten wood, and...... A strong smell of blood.

"Oops!" While Xue Xiaojing's face changed greatly, she didn't want to pounce forward.

Meanwhile.

"Boom!" There was a bang, and the wall that Xue Xiaojing was leaning on before was shattered by a sledgehammer.

"Too careless." Xue Xiaojing, who rushed forward to dodge the hammer blow, rolled forward and got up, and then waved his left hand without thinking about it. A green light shot out from his hand, stabbing hard at the gap in the smashed wall.

The room was filled with smoke and dust, obscuring the vision. Xue Xiaojing didn't know how effective her hasty counterattack was, but listening to a roar of pain outside the house, the guy who must have been tricked was obviously not feeling very comfortable at this time.

Immediately afterward, there was a knocking sound on the roof and surrounding walls. Xue Xiaojing felt that the air in the room began to appear scorching, and large puffs of smoke and dust poured into the room. Obviously, the centaurs outside the house knew that it would be difficult to rush into the house to catch people, so they began to set fire to the house, trying to force Xue Xiaojing to come out. And as far as the current situation is concerned, Xue Xiaojing can only rush out of the house, otherwise she can only be buried in the fire.

So Xue Xiaojing jumped up from the side window without hesitation and jumped out. At the same time as he jumps out, he throws a sweep forward with his right hand ring blade. A scream was heard, and a centaur lying in ambush outside the window was cut off one side of his neck by the flying ring blade, and blood splattered out. The centaur warrior who had been battered to the neck swallowed his breath after falling to the ground and convulsing a few times.

"The tenth." Xue Xiaojing said coldly.

There was a loud shout from beside him. Three centaurs appeared around, holding weapons and surrounding them from three directions, trying to kill Xue Xiaojing on the spot.

Surrounded on three sides, one side is dead. Xue Xiaojing did not choose to dodge in the face of being beaten, but instead flipped the cloak and rotated 360 degrees, launching a 'knife array attack', and a piece of fine silver light shot out from the dancing cloak, shooting out to the surroundings.

The three centaurs didn't expect Xue Xiaojing's group attack method at all, and at such a close distance, even the consciousness of dodging had not yet generated countless flying blades, which were already close at hand. The three of them were suddenly stabbed with holes in the façade and chest and abdomen, and fell to the ground and died.

"Thirteen." After Xue Xiaojing killed the three opponents again, she withdrew her weapon and was about to flee again. But at that moment, the wind suddenly sounded in his ears, and a javelin stabbed obliquely. Xue Xiaojing's figure teleported, and the javelin pierced through the remnants of her body and slammed into the ground.

Xue Xiaojing raised her eyes and looked around, although she relied on her 'Shine' skill to dodge that blow, but more than a dozen centaurs appeared around.

For a while, Xue Xiaojing was under siege!