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On King's Boulevard, a prisoner van slowly drove north.

There were two people tied to the prison car, the first one was Ammons, he had no hands or feet, so he was put in a noose, he inevitably died halfway, the noose was very soft and comfortable, and the injuries on his body were basically healed.

The latter was the Black Prince Wald, a young man with a strong body, who was not treated so well, covered in wounds and wearing a stinking prison suit.

The prison car was full of feces and urine, a small part of which had not been cleaned up before, and most of it was pulled out by the two of them, which was the most humiliating.

"Ammons, you're alright." Wald hadn't seen Ammons move, and he seemed to be breathing weakly, so he couldn't help but be a little worried.

He shouted, but Ammons didn't respond, so he shouted again, "Master? Guru? How are you? ”

As he shouted, he reached for the noose that held Emmons.

Ammons finally spoke: "Don't shake, I'm still alive!" ”

"How are you now?" Wald asked with concern.

Emmons snorted angrily, "Look at the way I look now, in a swaddle-like damn noose, do you think I'm okay like this?" ”

As he spoke, Ammons squirmed.

"......" Wald was speechless for a moment, although the current situation was indeed bad, he couldn't help but laugh when he looked at Ammons's appearance.

"I'm sorry, master, I didn't mean to laugh, I just couldn't help it, hahaha...... Burst...... Hahaha" Wald felt like he was really having fun.

Ammons didn't bother to get angry: "Laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh a few more while you can still laugh." ”

As soon as he said this, Wald's laughter stopped, he didn't want to laugh now, he wanted to cry, his dignified dark elf prince, who was completely imprisoned by demons, not to speak, also broke his tendons and tendons, and his wounds were smeared with withered poison, and he was born a wasted man.

He didn't have any hope of recovery, because it wasn't the Terrans who did it, but the High Elves, and the methods of those guys were a hundred times better than the Terrans, and basically, he was a waste even if he was alive.

For him, such a life is better than death.

"I didn't expect that I, Walder, have been a hero in the Black Forest for 20 years, and I ended up with and urine like this, alas!" Wald sighed long, feeling that there was nothing to love, and he hoped that the last moment would come soon, so that the humiliation could be ended.

Ammons was silent, but he was in a similar mood to Wald.

Outside the prisoner van were MI3's elite scouts, 30 of whom were in charge of transporting the hostages, and in addition to them, there were 100 high-ranking fighters who were well equipped.

Since the war has been going on, these survivors are all veterans who have been on the battlefield, and they are all indifferent, strong, and very difficult to mess with.

The elite scout near the prisoner cart also understood the Dark Elves, and when he heard Wald's words, he turned his head and sneered: "I said you two deserve it!" If you don't stay in the Black Forest, you have to run to the territory of the Demon Slayer's hand, isn't this taking the initiative to seek death? ”

The other scout laughed too: "I see, they are not seeking death, they are stupid to death!" ”

The scouts burst out laughing, and one of the scouts was bored, and found a stick, and every once in a while he picked out Ammons' noose, laughing as he went: "Look at this old fellow, even the bottom is bare, and there are only two holes left, do you say he is a man or a woman?" ”

"If you want me to say, he was a man for the first half of his life and a woman for the second half of his life." One of the scouts laughed.

"Haha, this dark spirit is really exciting."

"That's, dark elves, can't do anything, I heard that their Silver Moon family is still a brother and sister intermarriage, what do you think they think?"

One of the scouts said to Waldnu: "It's not easy to want to know? There's a Dark Elf royal family here. ”

As he spoke, the scout turned to Wald and said, "Tell me what it's like to do things with your sisters, and tell us about it." ”

Wald's lungs were about to explode, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You ants, you should be glad you didn't meet me before, otherwise you should be wailing in hell now!" ”

"Poof!" With a cracking sound, one of the scouts struck out, slicing off a lump of flesh from Wald's crotch like lightning.

Wald only felt a chill in his crotch, and when he looked down, he saw that his little friend's position was empty, and the blood was rushing out.

"Huh? Yes! Ah~~~~"

The scout was too quick to stab, and it was three seconds before the pain hit Wald's mind, and he screamed loudly.

The hands-on scout casually threw the things in his hand to the ground and said with a smile: "A prisoner should look like a prisoner, and there is a price to pay for talking nonsense." Now, your little brother will feed the wild dogs. ”

The warriors who transported the prisoner cart laughed, no one felt cruel, they had experienced real horror on the battlefield, and if they fell into the hands of the dark elves one day, they would be treated a hundred times more terrible!

This is war.

At this time, the prisoner car had already arrived in the north of the Norton Kingdom, only 200 kilometers away from the Oreda Fortress, and it should be safe, but the scouts were tense and did not dare to relax in the slightest.

Because when he set off, Master Link specially instructed that the dark elves had a great possibility of robbing people halfway, and his words, the people of MI3 did not dare to take them lightly.

After another kilometer, lush woods appeared on both sides of King's Road, and the scout commander who was walking in front suddenly raised his hand, and at the same time he took off the repeating silver crossbow on his back: "Brothers, the situation ahead is not quite right, prepare for battle!" ”

The woods are lush, and there is nothing unusual about it, but it just feels a little too quiet, and the closer you go, everyone feels that something is wrong.

"Head, let's set it on fire?" A scout whispered.

The trees in the northern Black Forest are tough and sparse, and the effect of setting fire is not great, but here the trees are loose and very dense, and if you put a fire, if you hide someone inside, you will definitely be able to roast it at once.

The scout leader looked left and right, the sense of danger in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he nodded, "Then set fire!" ”

At the same time, he ordered: "Stand in place, be on guard!" ”

One by one, the high-ranking warriors immediately took off the shields on their backs and formed a tight shield array around the prisoner cart, while the scouts took out low-level flame rune stones, triggered them, and threw them into the forest.

The 'Boom Boom' Flame Rune Stone is a level 1 fireball technique, and when it is thrown into the forest, it explodes into a ball of fire, and the trees here are extremely flammable, and the flames rise and the fire spreads.

So far, so good...... Wait, the anomaly has appeared!

In the place where the fire burned most fiercely, the flames began to condense, moving like life, and finally, a terrifying giant more than 5 meters tall with flames burning all over his body appeared.

As soon as the giant appeared, he immediately roared and rushed towards the convoy of prisoners.

"It's summoning magic, quick, dispel the scroll!"

One of the scouts immediately took out a scroll glowing with silver light and immediately shredded it, this scroll was specially made, and after it was torn, the magic energy in it overflowed, and it quickly condensed in the air into a level 4 advanced dispersal technique.

'Hiss~' A silver light spread out in all directions, and the flame giant was also covered in it, and the giant's body immediately stopped, and then the body began to erupt flames in all directions, quickly collapsing.

The Scout Commander took out a magic scroll with a rich silver glow for backup, this is a powerful level 6 scroll, which can inspire a very powerful defensive magic, which was given by the high elves, in order to prevent encountering a powerful dark elf mage on the way.

He was always ready to activate this scroll as soon as level 6 magic appeared.

"Be careful, the Dark Ghost is coming!" Someone shouted again.

I saw that in the flames, one by one the figures moving at high speed rushed out, their speed was fast, the number was more than 20, this ordinary forest fire did little damage to them, not only could not hurt the other party's roots, but the pain of the flames stimulated the ferocity of the dark ghosts.

'Howl~Howl~Roar~' The dark ghosts let out a series of strange screams from their mouths, and there were flames burning on their bodies, and they rushed over like flame demons.

"Shoot!" The Scout Commander roared loudly, they were all elite members of MI3, each of them was equipped with the latest repeating crossbows, and they also had a lot of experience dealing with dark ghosts, so they didn't panic at this time.

"Collapse Collapse!" The burst of crossbow machines made a chaotic sound like a rain hitting plantains, and the air was streaked with shining white rays, which were holy silver crossbow arrows, and all of them were magic tracking arrows.

These bolts are very sensitive to high-speed moving objects and can actively adjust the direction of flight, making them a powerful weapon against dark ghosts.

For a while, the sound of 'puff puff' was continuous, the hit rate of magic arrows was surprisingly high, and the dark ghosts kept letting out irrepressible screams from their mouths, these holy silver crossbow arrows were really too restrained from their power.

There were 20 Dark Ghosts, and they started charging from 50 meters away, but by the time they reached 30 meters, there were only 8 of them, and the rest had fallen to the ground and could not move.

"Kill them all! Kill them all! The Scout Commander roared as he quickly pressed a new quiver to the crossbow, and then, pulling the strings, shooting arrows, a feat he had practiced a thousand times, and it was done in less than a second.

Then, the crossbow machine again fired at high speed.

After 3 breaths, the last dark ghost fell 5 meters away from the crowd.

"Phew, a bunch of idiots who only know how to charge!" The Scout Commander spat at the Dark Ghost, then carefully examined the repeating crossbow in his hand to make sure it was intact before carefully putting the treasure away.

He ordered: "Alright, burn all these dark ghosts, pick up all the undamaged crossbow arrows, and keep your eyes bright, these arrows are not cheap, one arrow is enough for us to spend the night with a girl!" ”

As soon as his words fell, a scout's surprised voice rang out behind him: "Hey, why is the prisoner car empty?" ”

Everyone immediately turned their heads to look, and sure enough, the prison car was empty, and the two prisoners disappeared.

"The lock is broken, someone rescued them!"

"But I didn't see anyone, we were obviously around the prisoner car!"

The scout leader's face was gloomy, he walked over to the prisoner cart, examined it carefully, and gritted his teeth, "It was the dark elf mage who did it, and he used stealth magic. What about hounds? If we chase after us, they won't be able to get far! ”

"Head, the hounds are all dead..... No, there's one more, old Hoy is still alive! The scout shouted.

Old Hoy is a 10-year-old hound, the hair on his body is sparse, originally a hunting dog of this age is not allowed to go to the battlefield, but until the war, the materials are very scarce, war horses, hunting dogs These livestock are becoming less and less, all that can be used are used, and there is no choice at all.

The old hound was so clever that it seemed to sense the danger in advance, broke free from the cage early, and escaped, only to escape.

It was taken to the prisoner's cart and sniffed, then whined at the woods that were not yet burning on one side and rushed in.

"Keep up!" The Scout Commander waved his hand, and everyone immediately followed.

After following a few steps, one of the scouts shouted, "Look, it's footprints, they won't go far!" ”

The scout leader was happy: "There are not many people on the other side, just one or two magicians, everyone is scattered, be careful of the other party's magic sneak attack!" (To be continued.) )