The four mercenaries, including Dezik, began to disperse, holding firmly on the four directions of the ice sculpture, ensuring that no one could escape under their noses. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ranster could see their position through Ed's eyes in the sky, and he instantly decided on the direction of his next breakthrough - the rear.

Whether it's Dezik himself in front of him, or Sock "Grey Squirrel" and another warrior on the left and right, Lancet thinks he can't get rid of their entanglement in a very short time. And the Ranger who was in charge of guarding the rear was the opponent that Lancet could quickly take advantage of in battle.

Although the enemy in the rear had slowly surrounded this side, this group of mercenaries posed a much smaller threat to the two Lancets than their regimental commander compared to the Dezik in front.

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The eyes of the leader of the Iron Wolf Mercenary Regiment, Dazik, vigilantly patrolled back and forth the frozen barrier not far in front of him, the tip of the long sword in his hand hanging to the ground, always ready for battle.

It won't be long before the mercenaries behind will come together. Until then, these two difficult guys will definitely find a chance to escape.

His own people have already guarded the four sides of this ice sculpture, and as long as there is any abnormality in it, it will be discovered as soon as possible.

They have nowhere to run.

That's when it happened.

"Run!" A loud shout came from the far right of the forest of ice sculptures, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps from there.

Dezik and Sock on the left reacted the fastest, and at the same time as the sound sounded, they had already rushed into the group of ice sculptures, and ran quickly towards the place of the incident, trying to cut off the retreat of the two in the back.

On the right, Ander clenched his tomahawk tightly, ready to meet an enemy who could suddenly emerge from a gap at any moment.

The Ranger Kao didn't move, his fully wounded bow aimed in the direction from which the sound came from - his bow was only most lethal if it was far enough away from the target.

Dezik was the first to rush to the place where the sound came from, but it was empty.

The mercenary leader reacted instantly, this was just a trap for the other party.

He shook his head and searched for Lancet and Moriah among the intricate ice sculptures, but found nothing.

Both he and Sock had rushed to this side from their own directions, and it was impossible to miss two living people on the way. Andel stayed outside and didn't see any wind or grass.

"That is to say......"

Dezik's eyes turned to the rear guarded by the human rangers.

The leader of the Iron Wolf finally caught a glimpse of two vague figures walking through the forest of ice sculptures, quickly running in the direction of the ranger.

"Kao, they're heading for you! Be careful! ”

As soon as his words fell, Lancet had already rushed out of the cover of the ice sculpture and ran straight for the human ranger who was already ready to attack.

Rushing straight at a ranger who is known for his archery skills without any cover or cover is no different than sending him to his death.

That's what Kao thought to himself.

He drew his bow and aimed like a cloud, and even had a confident smile on his lips.

But in the next instant, he heard only a few hoarse screams in the air.

It's like the cry of a raven.

The wound arrow "swished" towards the witcher in front of him, and he fell to the side defensively, the arrow grazing his chest and sinking deep into the ice sculpture behind him.

The screams from the sky distracted the ranger, and Kao quickly fished an arrow from the quiver behind him, once again drew the bowstring, and aimed it at Ranster, who had just stood up.

Then he heard the hoarse cry of the raven again, only this time it seemed to be close.

He raised his head slightly, only to see a black shadow swoop towards his face, and then a sharp pain in his left eye forced him to throw away his bow and arrow, and grab the raven on his face with both hands.

Eddard's sharp beak easily pierced the human ranger's eyeball, and his entire pitch-black body was desperately burrowing into Kao's eye sockets.

A scream of pain rang out instantly, but it also stopped in an instant—the raven burrowed into the ranger's head, ending his pain.

"Well done!" Lancet was obviously very satisfied with Ed's cover, and if it was too late, he would definitely have to eat the other party's arrow.

"Be careful!"

Just as he was about to catch his breath, the voice of a female mage came from behind him.

Lancet rolled to the side, a short dagger glowing with cold light slicing through the air he had just occupied.

The figure of "Gray Squirrel" Sock flashed in the air for a moment, and then disappeared in place.

This guy came really fast.

Lancet thought to himself, the long sword in his hand raised, guarding against the dagger that could stab him at any moment.

Sock apparently didn't want to waste time either, and he quickly stabbed a weapon in the waist from behind Lancet.

Lancet had tried to turn his waist sideways, but Sock's dagger had cut a deep scar on his waist.

"Moria!" The witcher shouted, but he didn't expect the female mage to answer from his side.

"Yes." Moria replied softly, her eyes gleaming inexplicably as she fixed on the halfling who was pinned down by Lancet.

"Sock, you're tired, go rest, go rest...... Let's rest......" The soft voice of the woman in front of him echoed in the ears of the halfling, and Sock only felt a dizziness, and his body involuntarily softened, and he staggered back several steps.

The long sword in the witcher's hand was raised, and just as he was about to finish the hypnotized halfling, two burly figures rushed out of the ice forest.

Dezik and Andel strode towards this direction, and Sock had completed his task and successfully dragged the two men, and it was time for the leader of the Iron Wolf Mercenary Regiment to go into battle himself.

Seeing this, Ranster smiled in control, and then a large piece of slippery grease instantly spread around the female mage, and the two warriors who all ran over fell the grease.

"Let's go." Lancet glanced at Dezik, who was still struggling with the grease, and gave up on the idea of killing him. He saw that the mercenaries were already coming this way, and there was not much time left for him to escape.

"Ed!" The witcher screamed, and the raven responded with a hoarse cry, flapping its wings and flying high into the air.

"Look for the weakest position in defense!" Lancet quickly gave the order, unslowing down at his feet, and rushed forward with the mage towards the mercenaries who had already spotted them.