6. Death in the night

Outside the city of Fett to the west, two hundred miles, there is a barren stone road.

The barren stone road, is a passage hundreds of miles long in the middle of the city from the city of Fit to the city of Valoser in the west, it can be said that it is worthy of the name, this area is very desolate, in addition to the barren mountains and dead trees that can be seen everywhere, it is the mountains all over the wilderness, annoying bushes, because there are not many trees, and the surrounding is the plain, within a radius of dozens of miles here, there is a strong wind blowing almost all day and night, making the passers-by and business travel miserable, if it is not the only main road from the west of the city of Varoser to the city of Fit, Killing them will not take this long, arduous, and robber-infested path.

It was nightfall, and in a col on one side of the rocky road, Ash was leading his men to dinner.

It has been almost a month since he came out of the original small valley, and in the past twenty days, Ash's power has developed extremely rapidly, and the original five militiamen, minus some who died in battle, have now been expanded to a team of forty militiamen, and because these militiamen are all as strong as cattle and have good skills, it is enough to confront some medium and large bandit groups.

At this time, Ash, was squatting behind a bush, concentrating on dealing with the bacon in his hand, his face was full of dust, and there was a green stubble, although the clothes on his body had already changed several sets, but they still looked tattered, behind him, forty militiamen were also like him, quietly hiding in the forest, each gnawing on the dry food in his hand, although they were tireless, and not afraid of death, but they were never robots, they still needed to eat, but their food did not consume Ash's resources, When they were produced, the food consumption for the rest of their lives was already included in the production costs, which made Ash cry out to his conscience, and it was not cost-effective to manage a few dozen points of food for a lifetime?

After hastily using the food, Ash sat down and rested for a while, then raised his hand to call Johnson and gave the order to prepare for the assault.

Tonight, their goal is to eat a large bandit group of more than 80 people, the other party's camp is a hundred meters ahead, although in terms of numbers, Ash's side is at an absolute disadvantage, but you must know that Ash's militia, all of them are nearly two meters tall, burly as a bison-like brave warriors, against that group of bandits, it is completely possible to defeat one enemy three, not counting that they are more well-trained than the most regular and sophisticated army in the world, and they have a tacit understanding that they can't do it.

In a battle like today, Ash has not only fought once or twice during this time, so he does not have the slightest doubt about his own victory, plus the continuous battles have sharpened his new youth, who has rarely seen blood in the past, into a little edged and cornered, and he will no longer have any fear of war.

With Ash's order, his militiamen moved like ghosts, they walked on the ground overgrown with wood, they didn't make even the slightest sound, the cold tomahawks were wrapped in sackcloth by them, in case they were betrayed by the moonlight, in the camp ahead, most of the robbers were laughing and reveling around the fire, only two robbers leaned on the improvised fence made of wood tied together, and chatted with each other. Didn't even notice the coming group of killing gods.

When he reached a distance of about fifty meters from the camp, Ash let out a low shout, "Do it!" ”

Hearing the order, forty militiamen leaped to their feet, drew their tomahawks from the sackcloth, and rushed forward with a roar, but even when they charged, they did not say a word, like a group of silent death!

At this time, the two robbers standing guard finally noticed the movement here, but before they could shout, two battle axes embedded in their heads with the sound of the wind, and the facial features that had just revealed a frightened look were immediately split in two, and their brains were splashed everywhere!

"Charge!!"

As the two robbers fell, the assault began, and Johnson opened his throat and roared, rushing forward in front of the two dead robbers, stooping down and pulling his tomahawk from the head of one of them, and then slaughtered into the camp like a tiger.

The robbers in the camp also began to move, they are the largest group of bandits in the vicinity, they have not encountered such a thing as being attacked for a long time, and it is inevitable that there will be a little relaxation at this time, and when they began to panic to find weapons and organize battle formations, Johnson has already led a group of militia to kill them.

For a moment, the screams were accompanied by the sound of the impact of weapons mixed with fine iron, and the snorting sound of white blades entering the flesh, which instantly pierced the entire mountain col, and blood and minced flesh flew sideways, weaving a symphony of flesh and death in this watery night sky.

The robbers, who were suddenly taken by surprise, suffered heavy losses, and almost before all of them could react, they had already suffered the price of more than twenty dead, but although they were not as well-trained as the militiamen, they were also robbers who had been robbers for many years, and after a short period of panic and anger, they finally reflected, and the rest of the men and horses came together with their respective weapons.

Ash held a sharp long sword in his hand from the leader of a certain group of robbers, and walked to the front of the battle under the escort of four militiamen, the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood, just in the melee just now, his leader actually personally slashed two robbers--- this is not the result of mending the knife and picking up the leak, but in the previous several battles, Ash also gradually realized that his body still has some good swordsmanship foundation, but he didn't notice it at first, It wasn't until one time that the militia under his command was surrounded by a group of robbers who suddenly met and flawlessly rescued him, that he was forced to wave the weapons in his hands helplessly, and then he could wake up.

That feeling is very wonderful, you don't even need to use your brain to deliberately operate, as long as you face the enemy, the long sword is in your hand, the body can move on its own, and the swordsmanship that was performed at that time, even Johnson praised it, saying that he had never seen such exquisite swordsmanship in his life, of course, how much of this sentence is true, and how much of it is that big guy patting the ass, it is really unknown.

The great leader of the bandits had died in the previous scuffle, and now the leader of the bandits was their deputy leader, a lean and gloomy man with brown hair and blue eyes.

He had just gathered his men and horses together, looking at the corpses in front of him, and the attackers who were still not reluctant, and before he could sigh, he saw the other party's movement suddenly stagnate, and then, like them, gathered together in a very neat square formation, and then, in the middle of the team, slowly walked out of a young man with a blood-dripping sword.

The unscrupulous man found that since the moment this young man appeared, those attackers had intentionally or unintentionally surrounded him in the middle, and even his expression and movements were a little more vigilant than in the previous battle, it was obvious that this young man was their leader, and he was also an extremely important person, not his own boss was dead, and he would push another one out at any time to finish it.

This young man is almost 1.80 meters tall, he looks almost seventeen or eighteen years old, with black hair and black eyes, sword eyebrows and sideburns, a nose like a cliff, bloody lips like a pool, and a fair skin that can't be covered by mud and dust on his skin.

But it was such a young man, who led a group of wolf-like soldiers in the middle of the night and killed a quarter of his brothers, and according to the current situation, the other party did not want to let go of his people......

Just when the gloomy man was thinking wildly, Ash moved.

I saw him raise his hand towards the bandits, pointed to one of them, who looked very panicked, dressed in tatters, and had a thin body, and said, "You, come here." ”

The kid was snorting and tearful, desperately trying to squeeze into the pile of people behind him, when he saw that the leader of the other party was going to come out of the queue by himself, and thought that the other party was a pervert with some kind of hobby, and wanted to play and kill himself in front of the battle, and immediately his legs were weak, and he sat on the ground like a puddle of mud, and then he actually raised his head and cried!

Seeing this, the corners of Ash's mouth twitched unconsciously, and then he snuggled his chin at the subordinates beside him, and the subordinates understood, and immediately five militiamen walked out of the queue and walked over with a majestic stride.

Seeing the other party's people swaggering over, the robbers who had just been slaughtered seemed to know the power of the other party's group of humanoid beasts, and none of them roared forward to meet the battle, but instead took a few steps back in unison, leaving only the crying teenager alone a few meters in front.

Immediately afterwards, two militiamen grabbed the young man's arm, one left and one right, and then dragged him to Ash like a dead dog, and the young man was already too frightened to lose his strength, and all he could do at this time was to cry louder.

Seeing his virtue, the militia on the side stepped forward to teach him a lesson and calm him down, but Ash waved his hand to stop him.

The two groups of people confronted each other tensely, but neither side made any moves, and the field could only hear the cry of the young man, and after a long time, almost everyone's eyes fell on the young man, and the young man who noticed this, the cry gradually became smaller, and finally only blinked at the eyes that were not too big, and looked around in a daze.

Seeing that this kid finally quieted down, Ash opened his mouth and asked softly, "The day before yesterday, you robbed a caravan near the pile of rocks five miles away, did you participate at that time?" ”

This question was a thoughtless question, but the young man whose head had already become a mess nodded subconsciously and looked at Ash in front of him in a daze.

"After you robbed that caravan, you hid the stolen goods, and you know where it was hidden?"

The boy nodded again.

"Very good, you go, I won't kill you."

Ash smiled, waved his hand to the men beside him, and stepped forward to a soldier, lifted the young man's collar, and then carried it on his shoulder and walked out, looking at the relaxed appearance, as if he was just carrying a carpet.

Looking at the bandit phalanx on the opposite side, the gloomy man saw that the other party actually let go of the boy who was caught by himself some time ago to do chores, thinking that the other party might not like to kill so much, and suddenly a glimmer of hope was ignited in his heart, and he hurriedly stepped forward and shouted: "This lord!" Can you bypass us, we are willing to serve the adults......"

Before he could finish speaking, Ash turned and re-entered the team.

Immediately afterwards, with Johnson's loud shout, the militia regiment, which had just fallen silent, once again showed their bloody fangs and flooded the robbers