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There was no one there.

"Did you find it?" Not far away, the voice of the Iron Wolf Leader Dezik was heard.

"No, boss."

"No ......"

Responses from others kept coming from all over the place.

Dezik's brow furrowed as he listened to everyone's response.

They had already searched half of the battlefield, but they had not found any trace of the girl, and the Iron Wolf Mercenary Leader always had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Captain, and you, who saw Warman?" The only female priest in the mercenary group shouted, "I haven't seen him since the beginning. ”

Everyone looked at Dezik, and the experienced middle-aged warrior raised his hand, then pointed in the direction of the Templar Inquisitor, where the Archer Warman had just gone to search.

The battle-hardened mercenaries were immediately silent, but their actions were swift.

They gradually advanced towards the area with the highest concentration of ice sculptures, faintly forming an encirclement.

……

At this time, the archer Warman was covered by Rinster and pressed against the back of the ice, not daring to make a sound. The Witcher's other knife was pressed tightly against his throat, and if he wasn't interested, he was more than happy to make a few holes in his body.

"Can stealth still work?" Lancet asked the female mage behind her.

"We'll have to wait a while." Moria replied in a low voice.

Lancet frowned, it seemed that there was only one way to use it now.

He poked his head out a little and stole a glimpse of the situation outside. Ice-covered men and horses, and various baggage boxes form an intricate barrier, and the Iron Wolf men are getting closer, and the space they can use is getting smaller and smaller.

Including the head of the Iron Wolf, there were a total of seven people on the other side.

If you encounter them on flat ground, your side has almost no chance of winning.

But now the frozen barrier gave him and the mage enough time to give them a much better chance of escaping.

"This ...... Sir, don't mind if I borrow your bow and arrows? Randster asked politely towards Woman.

The archer hurriedly shook his head, staring at the dazzling flying knife in his hand, for fear that answering later would provoke the guy in front of him.

"You're so nice." Lancet gave him a kind smile, but Warman almost wanted to cry.

Then he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then he lost consciousness.

Although Lancet was eager to get rid of the archer, he was afraid of making a noise, and finally decided that it would be safer for him to sleep.

Lightly placing the unconscious Warman on the ground, the witcher grabbed the strongbow and quiver on the ground.

"Keep an eye on me."

The mage nodded, snapping her fingers to bless herself with a magic shield.

Lancet looked up into the air, his pet hovering silently in the air, not attracting any attention from the other party.

"Ed, what did you find?" He telepathically talks to ravens in the air.

"Uh-huh......" The dark-covered raven circled again for a week, faithfully informing his master of what he had seen.

"There are seven enemies right in front of you, plus a little guy in stealth. The people in the rear were also slowly shrinking in this direction, and all the goblin archers on both sides were on both sides. What are you going to do, master? ”

The Iron Wolf mercenaries behind also seem to have killed all the adversaries who resisted, and are preparing to encircle this side. The goblin archers on both sides are also eyeing each other, and it seems that the leader of the iron wolf has not given them a little benefit.

The only breakthrough seems to be a few powerful characters coming this way in front of you.

"Break head-on, Ed, take cover!" Lancet gave a quick order, then without hesitation, he stood up from behind the ice cover, and took aim at the nearest enemy with his longbow.

The witcher held his breath, loosened the bowstring in his hand, and the arrow shot towards the iron wolf mercenary with a crisp sound of breaking through the air.

Without waiting to see the results, he immediately moved behind another ice sculpture bunker.

The mage followed, and with decent physical strength, she followed Lanster closely behind another cover.

By the time Lancet shot the arrow, his whereabouts had been revealed.

"Be careful!" Another mercenary of the Iron Wolf Mercenary Regiment happened to see the Witcher's arrows flying towards his teammates not far away.

"Mosa, be careful!" Another mercenary saw the same scene and hurriedly shouted at the companion who didn't know he was in danger.

Unfortunately, Lady Luck did not favor the mercenary, and the sharp arrow easily sank into his head, causing him to fall to the ground and be killed by the witcher.

"I see him!" Argus, the hunk with the hammer in his hand, roared and rushed over, his temper usually hot-tempered, and he didn't even hear the order from Dazik to let him come back.

The berserker Argus rushed into the ice sculptures, and with each stroke of his hammer he stole a frozen life. He spotted the spot where Lancet had just been hiding, and smashed the hammer in his hand at the ice sculpture with all his might.

The witcher jumped out of the fragmented shards in some embarrassment, and Argus naturally did not give up such a good time, and the warhammer roared towards the unstable Ranster again.

Before his hammer could touch the corner of his opponent's clothes, a golden pillar of fire had already exploded firmly on him.

Before Argus could react, the female mage fired another fiery blast that accurately hit the Iron Wolf mercenary's head.

The Berserker's head was smashed to pieces like papier-mâché. It took a few seconds for the headless corpse to fall to the ground in a daze.

"Bastard!" Dezik couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and while secretly scolding Agus for being stupid, he didn't expect these two guys to be so difficult to deal with.

"Everyone stopped and waited for the brothers in the rear to come. Evan, go find the goblins and ask them to fence this area for me! The head of the Dezik group methodically issued orders, and the priestess Evan nodded, heading in the direction where the goblins were hiding in the forest.

"Wait until my men surround you two, and I'll see how you run!" A cold smile hung on the corner of the Iron Wolf Leader's mouth. The war trolls he hired on the black market at his own expense were smashed by him one by one, and they all died on the battlefield, and he couldn't wait to cut that damn half-elf with a thousand knives.

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"There are four people left." Watching the priest disappear into Ed's field of vision, Lancet knew the perfect time to get out of here had finally arrived.