ps: Fix the typo in it. ⊙ top novel,

The sun rises and sets endlessly, and although the wilderness and trade routes in the cold winter are still bumpy, they are far from the mud. After three days and two nights of travel, the players in the carriage are getting closer and closer to their planned first destination.

As the distance to his destination became closer and closer, there were no accidents along the way, like the calm before the storm, which made Barrett feel sincerely uneasy.

"I knew I should have at least one teammate who could ride a horse. It's too dangerous to do something like this that doesn't even have a ranger. In the carriage, Barrett, who was blowing a cold breeze, did not reach out and rubbed his eyes.

At another time of year, Barrett would also be able to use the changes in the sounds of animals in the jungle to determine the danger level of his actions. But in this winter day that is not only whirring, but can only rely on his keen vision and rich experience.

No more than the early spring when flowers are in full bloom and the grass and trees are budding, the current wilderness has only two hues: gray and black. For Barrett's eyes, looking around in this environment is really a tiring test!

The same scene swept over Barrett's gaze. From time to time, you can see trees that have lost their leaves, stretching out their thin branches like chicken claws, pointing straight to the gray sky.

And the bushes are like sea urchins out of the water, like pine cones that have fallen to the ground. The fur was fried, black and black, and the nearest thing was only about 10 meters away from the carriage.

They were the focus of Barrett's attention, in order to prevent the emergence of any attackers who might use it to hide. But after a long time, Barrett's upper and lower eyelids trembled.

The same scenery came all the way. Barrett couldn't remember how many times he had seen it. The monotonous and boring days continued to stir Barrett's still young heart. He had to suppress the feeling that was becoming more and more irritable.

Just when he adjusted his mind slightly. "Whoosh! Sou! Sou! The sound of breaking the air pierced the cold wind that sent out a terrible whistling. The triangular pyramid-like arrows stabbed towards the wagon the players were riding.

"Sonorous! Sonorous! Barrett, holding the reins, didn't have time to pull out the main battle weapon behind his back. I had to poke into my waist. With a sharp short sword, he slammed the arrow that flew towards Barrett's face with a silver arc. Then there was a burst of hooking, hanging, pointing, and picking, so that the short sword in his hand was like a peacock opening the screen, sweeping away the flying arrows one by one.

"Boom! Boom! The sound was the chirping of the two horses in front of them. Scattered shafts of arrows swayed back and forth on their bodies. The sharp arrows had already penetrated the horse's body.

The pain was so severe that the two civilian horses began to struggle with their lives while neighing fiercely. In this way, even the carriage behind it suddenly seemed to turn into a roller coaster, and it was churning up and down.

"Oh my God! What's going on! After the whole person was thrown in the air, the noodles grabbed the ribs on the roof desperately...... Now the halfling is like Tarzan the ape-man, and the roof of the suspended carriage begins to swing.

Turning around, I saw more than a dozen shaking arrow shafts stuck in the carriage, and their arrow feathers that "buzzed" in the wind. Barrett had to congratulate himself on the windowless carriage he had chosen. Otherwise, the players inside will be guilty.

"What's going on outside Barrett!" Straight to Claudia. Clematis on Auditore. Bot had just raised his head to ask. Immediately, after a bump, he was pressed under his good friend again.

"Oh my God! Lily, you're so heavy! "Then the fallen Rielie made Claudia even more embarrassed. Auditore let out a wail.

Only after the curtain was raised by the catboy "Hula-la-". A man scurried out of the carriage. Rolling lightly on the ground, he patted the dust on his body and stood up like no one was fine.

At the same time, Barrett, who already knew that he could not control the horse, straddled in front of the car. The slightly bent legs contracted and stretched, and the body remained generally stable with the ups and downs of the body.

Then the Mo knife behind him was waved out of thin air, and after the sharp 6 knife lights, the halters, reins and other connections of the two horses that came to the carriage were completely separated from the wheel scale.

After the two "crazy horses" untied their bodies, they didn't know where they had run in the blink of an eye. The dust on this "frozen soil" ground did not have time to stir up, leaving only a series of shallow footprints in the hard mud.

Without the horses to pull him, Barrett, who was already at the front of the car, re-sheathed his broadsword and jumped hard. While his legs touched the ground, the two big hands like pu fans firmly grasped the wheels that stretched out earlier. Then he bent over and trotted all the way, and in a moment the carriage had lost power.

After solving the most critical situation at hand. Barrett regained his grip on his blade and turned to the side of the carriage, looking warily at where the arrow had come from. At the same time, he also used the body of this carriage as his own shield.

For safety, the carriage wasn't just windowless. The walls on the right and left sides are made of oak soaked in oil – using the same techniques used to build five-masted galleons, which are so strong and tough that ordinary arrows can't penetrate them.

Of course, there is a narrow gap on each side of the carriage sealed with removable cowhide, which is used to observe the movement outside the carriage during the journey. Plus light axles and compact spokes. The structure of this carriage is ingenious, if not ingenious, at least ingenious.

In normal times, Barrett would never have been able to get such a high-end car lightly. Whenever this happens, our big sniper bears gloat over the indescribable things that attacked Port Walter.

Although in the last moments of the disaster, those amphibious fishmen did a big raid on the dock area. However, due to the tight schedule, there are still a large number of ownerless objects that have fallen into the hands of the Sawah Fishmen. And vehicles such as horse-drawn carriages, which were useless to the fishmen, were left on the docks.

Wait until Barrett and his entourage accept the "diplomatic" mission given by Viscount "Golden Thorn Bird". Players are starting to get around Walter Harbour with a proper means of transportation.

Because most of the players are not good at riding, the carriage has become the best choice for the bloodstained gray flower and his party - and the players who understand the current plight of the "Golden Thorn Bird" Viscount. Naturally, it is necessary to repay the revenge of being coerced by the other party at the beginning.

Plus it's also for the comfort of his group along the way. So on the issue of choosing a means of transportation. He became extremely picky. Lightweight, sturdy, and shock-absorbing, it must have a certain amount of insider space.

After many screenings, this ownerless thing was naturally temporarily requisitioned by the players. Of course, if the owner of this car really comes back looking for trouble. Naturally, they will find the head of the "Golden Thorn Bird" Viscount - the players used the name of the "Golden Thorn Bird" Viscount to get this carriage in the name of wartime requisition.

Imagine but the slightly impatient face of the Viscount of the "Golden Thorn Bird", the players' hearts are quite happy! And the attack just now proved that the players had made the right choice before.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! The sound pierced the sky again, and after a run, the attackers who had caught up with the carriage launched their second offensive. However, this time, the target of the attackers was not the invalid carriage that had been found before, but a lonely kitten, Lalu.

The arrows fired by the military longbow were lightning fast, and in a matter of moments it was already close to the catboy who looked like he was in a daze. At this time, Lalu is like a fine willow in March, and the wind blows the leaves and dances.

The cat boy dodging the dense arrows. The joints of the whole body are as flexible as a snake, writhing freely. Then a shudder passed from her heel to her waist, and from her waist to her shoulder, and finally from her shoulder there was a whip of whip - and the arrow that was coming at him was sent flying with a little, a strike, a flick.

Although the confrontation between the two sides is extremely fierce, Lalu feels like he is completely unintentional, and every movement seems so natural and fluid - not so much a battle as a beautiful dance.

"Lalu, hurry back! Let's see if there's anything going on with those guys in the carriage. Speaking of this, Barrett also launched a charge at the attackers who appeared in front of him: "As for these guys, leave them to me to deal with!" ”

The tall body obviously looks so load-bearing. But a two-meter leap. The distance is rapidly narrowed, and there is the winding and irregular "zigzag" route. It seems to be telling people that this big man in front of him is not empty of dead energy.

There is no one in a hundred marksmen among the ambushers in front of you. After temporarily switching the shooting target, he faced a nimble opponent like Barrett. Their arrows were not as dense as they had been before—this scattered, covering shot was more about deterring the enemy than killing them.

Barrett, who has long been experienced in this, will do what the other party wants! Taking advantage of the opportunity for them to re-shoot their bows and aim, Barrett gave up his previous zigzag dodge and accelerated straight away—the distance between the two sides seemed to be within reach in the blink of an eye.

But at this moment, suddenly a large white translucent gelatinous mesh appeared from behind the archers. I saw it nimbly pass through the crowd in front of it, and when it flew in front of Barrett, it suddenly expanded rapidly in the air.

Then, within 20 feet of the initial mass of gelatinous material, the ground, dead wood, and anything else were covered with a layer of translucent glue. Barrett himself didn't even have time to react, so he was caught in the spider web technique.

These layers of tough, sticky filaments wrapped Barrett tightly, and several of them landed on the old trees on the side of the road—a classic example of spider web use.

The attackers, who saw this scene, had become a little nervous because of Barrett's approach, and their expressions immediately relaxed a lot. In their opinion, since he had been caught in the spider web technique, Barrett was already a grasshopper in the autumn and couldn't jump a few times.

Several of them, with malicious expressions, held their bows and arrows closer to Barretra - as if they were going to use this to increase their own hits and power when shooting.

Barrett, who had been with his head down from the moment he was tightly entangled in spider silk, muttered to himself with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned in the unseen corners: "This is the moment to wait." ”

'Iron Heart' activated. With the initiation of the self-purifying move of the Iron Heart Flow. Barrett felt a powerful force erupt from his body—the essence of the union of soul and body.

This force spreads through the circulatory system throughout the body to the limbs. Although it is still tightly locked in flesh and blood, it cannot affect the outside world. But Barrett also felt the constraints of the outside world move away from him more quickly.

The original cobweb, which was as tough as steel wire and sticky as latex, quickly pushed back from Barrett's body as if it had encountered a natural predator. He didn't even have to struggle. With an easy leap, it broke through the encirclement of the cobwebs in the blink of an eye.

This sudden change was not something that the attackers who had begun to approach could have anticipated. Soaring into the air with ease, Barrett slashed with the force of his fall, splitting the attacker at his landing site in two from his head to his perineum.

At the same time, squirting scarlet blood from the fallen corpses on the left and right in opposite directions. The internal organs that had been stirred up into a mess flowed all over the ground. The attack power of that scene will move even the kind of bandits who have been accumulating for years.

Taking advantage of the impact of the image in front of him, Barrett turned and slashed back at the other attacker who was slightly distracted. Then the tall man in brown-red inlaid leather armor, his entire body flew up like a rag bag, and a dark blood mist erupted from his mouth, and he was almost knocked out of his mouth by this blow.

Barrett, who had killed both of them in the blink of an eye, did not take advantage of the victory, but set his sights on the spellcaster at the back of the group—it was better to cut off one of his fingers than to cut them off. And if you want to break it, break the other party's important thumb.

The profession of archer is definitely a technical class in the army during the cold weapon period, and it takes at least 6-7 years to train from a farmer to an archer, even if the talent is qualified.

Comparatively speaking, in terms of personnel, it is even more secure than the light cavalry responsible for patrolling. However, compared to the military mage who calculated the training cycle of 10 years and almost relied on money, it was completely trivial.

Barrett, who found his prey, was like an earth dragon that had just broken through the ground, and rushed towards his targets with an indomitable momentum - with a sharp Mo knife as a dragon's kiss and sharp teeth, he picked and pulled out a qiē that blocked him in front of him, and easily knocked away both people and things.

However, what Barrett didn't expect was that in the face of such a fierce attack of his own, the attacker team in front of him did not have the chaos he imagined. There was no manpower to block Barrett, who cut straight to the back row. The relieved attackers fired the third round of arrows of the day in the direction of the wagon.

And their targets are the disembarking players who have escaped from the shelter of the carriage. Faced with arrows as fast as the wind, the mage among the players suddenly left his teammates and stepped forward as if he were stupid.

It's like you're looking for death. Many of the attackers had a triumphant smile on their faces as a result of this—it was as if they had seen the red-robed woman with several arrows in her body. Dye your robes more vividly with blood.

But then something surprising happened. The speed of the arrows that were originally galloping in the air dropped rapidly after they approached the range of about 10 feet around Rielly—by the time the arrows approached their eyes, the trajectory had reached the point where ordinary people could easily catch with the naked eye, and ordinary people could easily dodge.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! A black python spat out in the air, a long whip with a metallic luster, and almost all the arrows that could be easily caught were shot down. Having completed this qiē, Riel Lily flicked the whip sharply, and at the same time stretched out his finger and hooked defiantly at the assailant in front of him.

On the other side, Barrett, who had pierced through the attacker's array with the momentum of a stone dragon coming out of the stream, found his target in the crowd behind him - a young man in a short black robe.

However, the moment the two looked at each other, the caster in front of him had already prepared a second spell against Barrett. A flickering pale green ray flew towards Barrett's chest.

Although Barrett believes that with the strength of the other party, this attack shot is eighty percent of the weakening rays of the ring. But he wasn't sure if the other party had stimulated the powerful strange things on his body. In a word, there are so many types of rays of this color. And the vast majority of them are not easy things to deal with. Barrett doesn't want to risk it right now.

In between, he did not shy away from speeding up, but the sword light circulating in his hand seemed to be the waves of the angry sea, and the wisp of green light that came directly engulfed lightly. With the help of the blade barrier, the caster's pre-prepared attack was cracked lightly.

The killer weapon prepared when he saw his sight was invalid. The black-robed spellcaster immediately understood that he had fallen into a trap. Despite being aided by special spells in the later stages, some arcane spellcasters are even able to crush fighters of the same level in close combat. But in the early game, and it should be said throughout the early mid to early game, when they are melee by the melee class, the arcane caster tends to be in a very disadvantageous situation.

"Phantom!" As he turned to flee, the caster shouted a command at the same time. With this command, the peridot brooch on the opponent's chest flashed with fluorescence.

Immediately after that, the spellcaster who turned and ran away actually split into four in front of Barrett's eyes, and this guy and his phantom chose four different directions to escape.

"Mirror-like spells? It's a pity that it doesn't work for me! Barrett had a sneer on his face. "Mage Killer" and "Breaking the Spell Cover" are two mage-specific specialties that are not in vain. At the same time as the opponent's spell was cast, the system was marked like a mirror image of those illusions—their figures became as erratic as green smoke.

Barrett, who had found his target, accelerated and ran wildly, taking advantage of his size to close the distance after a few moments. Not paying attention to his footsteps, the caster immediately sensed Barrett rapidly approaching behind him.

There was a look of horror on this guy's face when he turned around, and he still couldn't understand why Barrett could not hesitate to be sure that this was his real identity and not be blinded by those illusions.

Of course, it can't be said that the spellcaster himself is too lonely and unheard of - there are too few melee professionals who choose the chain of expertise from "blind fight", "mage killer" to "breaking spell cover". In particular, not only are there not many masters of the latter two, but also because of the poor versatility, few people choose to practice.

In fact, except for some large organizations that specialize in training spell-breaking and law-slaughtering personnel against spellcasters, it is very rare on the mainland. After all, human energy is limited, and spending a lot of time on training in this area will inevitably drag down the progress in other aspects.

And for the adventurers who are begging for a living outside, as well as the vast majority of soldiers and junior officers in the army. Such an approach is definitely not worth the cost. And only a freak like Barrett thinks he can make up for the loss of expertise with his skills and moves. This power is chosen in order not to be targeted by the caster.

"10 meters" Barrett is galloping, and the sharp giant blade in the hands of "6 meters" is already hungry and thirsty. The "2 meters" knife light flashed, like a meteor falling from the sky, and smashed into the small body in front of him, which was not very strong.

But just as the dazzling sword light was about to approach the opponent, the caster's body appeared under the pressure of the attack, and a light blue translucent position armor - mage armor appeared.

It's a pity that the opponent's last straw was shattered after only two flashes under Barrett's astonishing offensive. The unhindered attack was about to come in the blink of an eye.

Facing the imminent death that is coming. Tears welled up in the eyes of the caster in front of him: "No! Don't kill me. I am a mage, and my family and I can afford to pay our ransom. Trust me, you're going to get paid very well. ”

"Isn't it too late for you to say this now?" Barrett said sarcastically. (To be continued......)