The screams echoed in their ears, and the mercenaries tried to keep their eyes open, and when they saw the blackened companion in their field of vision, they didn't react for a moment to what was going on...

To be honest, everything that happened in this moment made both sides of the conflict stunned and froze in place, and for a full minute, they were staring at the meaning of all this in front of them.

Some people are confused, some people are confused, but Leslie has a clear feeling... My heart is being eaten away by a fear that is gradually spreading.

As the head of the mercenary group, Leslie was considered "well-informed", and he didn't know what the three birds that suddenly appeared above his head were, but he knew very well what it meant to shoot them down.

"Archery" is just a broad word, for the layman, the most intuitive embodiment of "good archery" is "accurate shooting", as long as it is accurate, everything else does not matter, after all, the arrow is shot out to hit the target, no one can deny this.

However, being able to shoot at a target moving at high speed in the sky can definitely be called "entering the house" - modern people can always hear allusions and idioms such as "bending the bow and shooting the eagle eagle" or "killing two eagles with one stone", and always feel that it is not difficult to shoot down the eagle bird in the sky, it is completely something that can be done by raising your hand.

In fact, even skilled archers who have been trained for more than five years can hardly have much confidence in shooting at aerial targets from their backs: the difficulty of distance estimation, the difficulty of calculating the parabola of the arrow, the small size of the target, the speed of movement, the speed of the arrow, the speed of the wind, and even the direction of rotation of the arrow all require far more than ordinary accuracy in shooting at air targets, and the farther away the target, the more these effects increase geometrically.

The veteran hunter did not dare to say that he could have a 30% hit rate on a wild goose flying up from 30 meters away, and in such a dark night with extremely low visibility, wind, and a distance of more than 40 meters from the target, Leslie did not believe that anyone could shoot such a target!

But the facts in front of him made him have to realize a problem: the "archer who is a hundred shots in other people's mouths and runs with hundreds of people alone" may really exist!

And looking at the two figures holding short bows, Leslie's back was almost immediately soaked in cold sweat.

But what made him feel even more flustered was the symptoms of the fallen mercenary behind him..."Holy Light Technique" Someone showed signs of burns, what this means, everyone knows very well in their hearts...

"Death... O undead!"

Someone finally reacted from the series of changes, and retreated from the wailing mercenary with a strange scream, his actions brought panic to everyone, and the crowd instantly dispersed, leaving only Leslie standing there with a blue face and the mercenary covered in smoke.

Not to mention anything else, Steward John from the Rusifron family was extremely sensitive to the word "undead", his eyes were fixed, his eyes were locked on the figure, but he directly turned his head to Sodlor and said: "Lord Duke has an order, all the undead in the territory are killed!"

This is not a negotiating tone, reminding Sodrore: If you don't do it right away, I'll do it for you.

His words were far more incredible to Leslie than Roddy's arrows and the undead on the ground... The Duke's Orders? Who would mention the Duke's orders here?

At this moment, Leslie has completely lost the mind she had before coming here... He took a step back, thinking about the previous identity of this "undead" subordinate - the other party was one of his powerful deputies, and under Deputy Commander Davey, he had the most say power, and thinking of his origin, Leslie couldn't help but shudder...

This screaming subordinate was recommended to join the group by the pharmacist who gave him a "strategic approach" two years ago!

Could it be that the pharmacist is also an undead?

Leslie's mind was a mess, and as he carefully recalled several "big things" that the pharmacist had worked with him, he suddenly realized... It seems that it is not "lucky" that I have had a smooth ride over the years, but that I have been vigorously "helped" by the other party in several key events to achieve today's achievements!

What is the most fearful of a person who has achievements? It is not the strength of the enemy, nor the powerlessness of oneself in the face of difficulties, but the fact that at a certain moment he suddenly realizes the fact that his so-called "strength" is nothing but an illusion after being carefully arranged by others...

Leslie's lips trembled, his eyes looked at Sodrore and the others blankly, and he stammered to explain: "This, this guy has been lurking in my mercenary group for so long, and today finally..."

"Enough. ”

Sodrore originally had various alternative plans to clean up these guys, but what happened just now had made him realize that there were more urgent problems to be solved, so he immediately drew his sword and slashed at Leslie without any nonsense - "Collusion with the undead, intending to attack the nobles, traitors must die!"

With the shouts of rage, Sodrore was already fighting Leslie.

On the one hand, there is an amazingly talented ghost knight heir, and on the other hand, there is a panicked mercenary who has no fighting spirit, and there is no suspense about the outcome of such a fight: Leslie raised his sword to block, and then was kicked out by Sodrol with a "bang".

The mercenaries were in an uproar, and the scene instantly fell into chaos, they rushed up to help, but they didn't dare to really do it, because the word "traitor" and the undead who were still struggling brought them too much impact, and for a while they could no longer fight with the same hatred as before...

On the noisy and dim battlefield, Roddy held the short bow in his hand, but he had no intention of shooting in the face of this group of mercenaries who were about to move, he just sighed slightly, and after glancing into the distance, he whispered something to Steward John, turned around and made a gesture, and then walked directly in the other direction with Nata and Akasha.

At this moment, it was like a dagger in the hands of an assassin, and it was once again hidden in the darkness.

The next moment after he disappeared, the lighting of torches appeared in the distance one after another, followed by the sound of footsteps and horses' hooves - Steward John took a deep breath and shouted directly to the group approaching in the darkness: "Guard Rusiflon, arrest these traitors!"

Leslie, who was kicked away by Sodlore, was gritting his teeth and getting up at this time, but after hearing the words of John's housekeeper, his eyes were wide open, and he sat back directly!

"Rusiflon Guard" is a name that no one will confuse, in the entire Efta territory, there is only one family that can be called "Rusiflon", and the person in charge behind the guard will only be one person...

Angmar Roussiflon.

Leslie's heart instantly turned to ashes, and the successive blows completely made him lose even the desire to fight...

The fate of the "Wolverine Mercenary Group" at this time is completely like an ant being crushed under the wheel of history, and there is no room for resistance.

At the same moment, Luo Di did not have much refreshment after revenge, but was in an extremely bad mood.

The snow creaked under his feet, and the cold air swept across his cheeks, allowing the chaotic thoughts to gradually cool down and slowly comb into useful information.

"Luo, Roddy, what was that just now?"

Akasha followed in Roddy's footsteps, but her strength was not as strong as that of the other two, and she was slightly out of breath as she spoke.

"Blood Raven, the necromancer's trick. ”

Roddy involuntarily glanced in the direction of the Silent Forest, and then said to Nata with a wood elf, "It's the kind you saw in the ruins of Wagra before." ”

Nata was silent, but her face was clearly a little more solemn.

"How did you find them?"

Akasha was obviously curious about this question, although the view was good on such a night, who would notice the inconspicuous three black dots in the vast sky?

"They're not just flying, they're casting a spell, so I can see it. Roddy didn't intend to explain the significance of the "environmental acuity" combat stance, let alone the countless times he had faced similar situations before, he just gestured and continued: "The three blood ravens flying low in a circle indicate that the necromancer is focusing on the area, and it usually means that they covet this place. ”

Roddy didn't say that in the game, the strength of the summoning necromancer in reconnaissance is the "all-seeing eye" skill of the blood crow, which can be called a "signature": three blood crows can hover for three hours, and they can remember all the architectural details of Kieg Town in their minds, and even confirm the location of every piece of masonry!

This is fundamentally different from a simple aerial overlook, and often means that this is the place where the undead will act next.

Knowing this, Roddy is in a bad mood... It was not easy for him to get rid of all kinds of crises and stop for a while, who would have thought that the town he had just taken would be targeted by the undead before he could cover the heat!

His depressed Akasha naturally didn't know that the little priest had been completely impressed by Roddy's "erudition" at this time, because from the time she knew Roddy to the present, Akasha felt that any question could be answered from him. And thinking about the way I just coped... She looked at Roddy with some hesitation, and stopped talking.

"Ask whatever you want, I didn't treat you as outsiders. ”

Roddy continued to walk forward, comparing the buildings around him, and then led them onto a path.

"That's... I don't know why you asked me to cast the 'Holy Light Technique' twice," Akasha asked in a low voice, "Although the 'Holy Light Technique' has the effect of burning souls, it has no effect at all when it is too far away. ”

"Why do you think I did that?"

Roddy's rhetorical question was not directed at Akasha, but he repeated Akasha's question in Wood Elf language and asked Nata.

"I don't know. ”

Nata replied truthfully, in fact, what she didn't understand was that with Roddy's archery skills, there was a great hope of shooting the last blood crow, but why did he want the other party to run away?

"The 'Holy Light Technique' is just a ray of light, but there are many 'Divine Techniques' that come with light when released, such as 'Punishment', 'Divine Punishment', or 'Light Havoc'. ”

"After the light passes, the blood crow is killed, so after the last blood crow reports these effects to the necromancer, the other party will only judge that a powerful magician has appeared in Kiger Town... Got it?"

Akasha opened her mouth wide, and it took almost three seconds to come back to her senses, and then nodded with a look of adoration - the lethality of the divine technique is limited, the "punishment technique" is the lowest, the accuracy is poor, the attack is low, and it can even be said that it is not powerful, but the "divine punishment technique" is enough to achieve the effect that Roddy said... Being able to cast the Divine Punishment Spell basically means that the caster himself is at least more powerful than Bishop Benjamin, and in the player's concept, it is to advance to level 30 or above!

In this way, this necromancer who carried out reconnaissance would definitely be jealous and would not dare to make mistakes at will.