There is an incongruity in the vicinity - this is a sign of danger.

The patrol leader himself is not an extraordinary person, and he is not yet able to perceive the surrounding environment with magical powers, but an experienced veteran is not much worse than an ordinary low-level transcendent in terms of battlefield perception - the crisis intuition tempered by many experiences of life and death can make him keenly aware of the dangerous aura in the environment, and the secondary sanitization effect in the standard helmet can make his mind extremely concentrated, and the sensitivity is close to that of a low-level transcendent.

Hostile individuals lurking nearby, an unknown number, but do not appear to be the monsters of the mountains.

They were aware of the patrol's presence, but they hadn't taken action yet, probably because they hadn't figured out the angle of attack or were not sure what they were doing.

The patrol leader did not speak rashly, but quietly gestured behind his back with a few signals - this simple tactical sign language was an essential skill for Cecil's combatants, and it is said that it was originally inspired by a young man in the first phase of the outcasts, and everyone in the patrol was proficient.

Seeing the captain's gestures, the soldiers immediately changed the marching queue quietly, took precautions in the direction indicated by the captain, and then quickly rushed to the nearest cover and opened the safety of the thermal ray gun, and at the moment when they just showed these actions, a faint sound of breaking through the air was already heard!

The patrol leader was shocked, the attacker's reaction speed was beyond his expectations, his soldiers were natural enough to change queues, and the messages between him and the soldiers were covert enough, but the other party was still the first to realize his exposure and launched a decisive attack - this is not an ordinary bandit, or even an ordinary professional mercenary!

But fortunately, he had already been vigilant in advance, and at the moment when the sound of breaking the air sounded, the veteran had already subconsciously raised his left arm, and a translucent energy shield instantly formed and blocked most of his body, while several crossbow arrows clanged into the shield, and fell to the ground after being slid away by the force field shield.

In an instant, the patrol leader had reached out and pulled out a crystalline grenade from his waist, and threw it with his round arm in the direction where the attacker was hiding, and the soldiers behind him did exactly the same - seven or eight ticking iron bumps cut through the air and flew into the distance with a parabola, and the whole process was as smooth as a conditioned reflex.

As the lord told him during the training - if you really can't be sure about the enemy's situation, at least throw a round of grenades is definitely not wrong, you can't kill people can disrupt the scene, and then whether you attack or retreat, you can create opportunities.

Everything happened in a matter of seconds, and compared to Cecil's combatants, who had completed a series of responses almost reflexively, the Typhon team lurking on the side of the mountain path was in a state of blindness from the start.

It's not that they're not elite, it's that they haven't seen it.

Everything was different from what they had expected—different from the way they had heard or seen fighting!

This team was one of the infiltrators who entered the Dark Mountains at the same time as Thorderling's team, and they chose a route closer to the north side of the mountain range, with two low-level knights and a low-level mage in the team, they discovered the existence of the patrol early on, but the special terrain of the mountain path made the encounter inevitable, so they decided to use the blind spot in their vision to ambush and annihilate the strange-looking team - which was not a problem for the Typhon soldiers at the beginning, With the advantage of an ambush, they can use the first round of crossbow arrows to take out the patrol leader and two or three patrol soldiers, then the mage takes advantage of the chaos to bombard the chaotic patrol with fireball or arcane missiles, and finally the knight and his soldiers come forward to harvest it, which is a sure thing.

As a result, before the attack could be launched, the Ansu patrol reacted - they quickly changed formation and looked for a vantage point as they had rehearsed in advance, and it was completely impossible to see how they completed the exchange!

Typhon's soldiers had to attack in a hurry, but the first round of crossbow bolts was blocked by a magic shield.

Blocked by the Magic, Magic, and Shield!

That patrol captain who was wearing a suit of foot armor and was a warrior turned out to be a mage who could instantly exert a force shield?

In the moments when Typhon's soldiers were stunned, they saw the enemy counterattack, several strange metal bumps thrown towards their hiding place.

Although I don't know what the metal bump is, the conditioned reflexes cultivated by years of training and actual combat have finally had an effect, and the magicians in the team held up the mana shield at the last moment, and then, a thunderous explosion erupted outside the mana shield.

After all, the arm strength of people is limited, and the crystal grenades thrown out did not reach the most effective killing position, most of the explosions occurred far away, only two crystal grenades smashed in front of the mana shields of those imperial soldiers, accompanied by a powerful magic explosion, the mana shield was torn apart, and the mountain rock used for cover also collapsed, but also due to the blocking of the shield, the power of the explosion was greatly weakened, and the soldiers hiding inside the shield were unharmed.

In the midst of the smoke, one of the Typhon Knights drew his sword, and with the glow of magical power, he was the first to rush out of the meaningless hideout, rushing towards the Ansu soldiers who could throw "explosive magic items".

"Charge with me!"

With the knight's order, the remaining Typhon soldiers rushed out of their hiding bunkers, ready to settle the battle in hand-to-hand combat on the narrow mountain pass.

It was a completely different development than the plan, but the battle-hardened Typhon was still confident, confident that no soldier could defeat him in a white-knuckle battle - the captain of that patrol might really be a mage with a unique taste in clothing, but he couldn't bring every soldier to be extraordinary, right?

The enemy rushed out of his hiding place, and the patrol captain suddenly calmed down when he saw this, and shouted: "That knight in front of the fire!" ”

Continuous scorching rays pierced through the large clouds of smoke and dust raised by the explosion of the crystalline grenade, and the Imperial knight who was charging forward was immediately hit continuously, and the protective aura on his body flickered violently, and after resisting for a moment, it quickly dissipated.

It was only then that the knight realized how foolish it was to rush out—but there was no place to hide in the narrow mountain path, and with the slight sound of the steel armor piercing, he fell in his charge.

The soldiers behind him didn't realize what was happening until the knight fell, and they watched in amazement as their powerful commander fell to the ground as soon as he was halfway through the charge, while their own bodies were still running forward by inertia, and the light armor of ordinary soldiers was even more unable to resist the power of the scorching rays—they fell one after another.

Despite the one-sided battle, the patrol leader still looked in the direction of the enemies running out - he still remembered that he had just seen the flickering light of the mana shield, and from experience, he knew that the opposing mage must still be hiding behind, and would take advantage of the front soldiers to take cover while brewing a spell attack, although the soldiers in front of the charge may surprise the opponent's mage by destroying all waves, but the opponent's spell attack will definitely come.

At this moment, a flash of fire suddenly flashed in the floating smoke and dust, and a fireball really pierced the air and flew over.

Much smaller than the fireballs that Miss Rebecca had made, Miss Rebecca had recently managed to make fireballs the size of a basin, and had even challenged her to knead two fireballs together into the shape of a barbell - these fire mages from other places were really not worth mentioning.

The patrol leader made a disdainful assessment in his mind, and then used the force field shield equipped in his left hand to block it, and the fireball deflected, exploding a dazzling fire between the nearby rocks, and the caster's own position was completely exposed.

"Gather fire in that direction!"

The patrol leader shouted, and then directly used the thermal ray guns equipped on his two arms to start violently bombarding the position of the enemy mage, at this time the enemies who rushed out were already dead on the way to the charge, and suddenly all the firepower was poured into the place indicated by the captain, in a cloud of smoke, the patrol leader saw that there were various colors of magic light flashing - it could be a shield, or it could be a magic prop for life, but no matter what it was, as long as the fire suppression did not stop, there was always a time when it did not flash.

The flickering magical glow lasted for a moment, and finally went out.

The patrol leader uneasily fired a dozen more scorching rays in that direction, and did not stop until the energy crystal in one of the gauntlets was exhausted, and then he replaced it with a new crystal and led the soldiers to check the results.

As they walked through the narrow mountain paths, the veteran captain expertly instructed his soldiers: "Watch out for these fallen guys, some of them are only injured in their hands and feet - tie them up and don't let them run." ”

In the dead corner of the mountain rock that had been blasted by the grenade, the patrol leader saw the enemy who was already dead—not only a mage, but also a knight in armor, both of whom had several holes in their bodies, and the mage had been killed by a scorching ray of headshot.

The knight was supposed to stay behind to protect the caster, and his role was to prevent someone like a stealth assassin or a death squad from touching the close side to assassinate the fragile mage, but he obviously didn't expect that the whole battle would not develop to the white-knuckle stage from the beginning to the end, and the magic attack like no money would directly destroy all defenses.

This is probably the most aggrieved knight of the Guardian who has died.

However, the patrol leader has no mercy for his enemies - especially those who ambush and attack him on the mountain paths.

He bent down to examine the remains of the corpse for clues, trying to find out where the men came from.

Although these people were crushed and defeated, it was because they did not adapt to the new way of fighting, and their side had the advantage of equipment, otherwise the two sides would really know the root cause and start a fight, and the patrol leader did not think that he could take much advantage.

Although the soldiers he brought with him were well-trained, most of them had little combat experience, and these enemies ...... Judging by their ability to organize an orderly offensive in a chaotic and urgent situation, these are elites.

This elite can't come out of nowhere.