The barbarian soldiers are extremely hardy, and the current temperature in the Karen Kingdom is simply spring for them, so the barbarian youth wearing light animal skin clothes is almost equal to "zero load". Coupled with their height, long legs and strong explosiveness, the bandits who had been fighting for half a day couldn't outrun them at all, and they were caught up and knocked to the ground in the blink of an eye.

"Erwin, what should I do after I catch it?"

A barbarian soldier blankly pressed the enemy to ask Erwin for help, and the latter glanced at it, and did not talk nonsense, rushed over and cut the bandit into two pieces with an "click" of an axe.

"What else can I do?

The faces of the young barbarians changed slightly, and a few of them suddenly hesitated and did not dare to move forward, but the barbarians are barbarians after all, whether it is for animals or people, they all kill from small to large -- for such a low-level civilized race, there is not much difference between killing wild beasts and killing people.

They were born warriors, and all Sodrol did was make them realize that.

As the wielding weapons tear flesh apart and blood spills all over the snow, the recruits have already taken their first steps into the world...

The bandits, totaling more than 230 people, have already become lost dogs -- this is the biggest difference between the "wild road" and the "regular army"; they can only fight a good fight, and once they encounter a strong enemy, their morale will collapse faster than anyone else.

There was no one on horseback on the entire battlefield, and in the primeval jungle covered with snow, more than thirty veterans with fifty-four barbarian recruits directly began to chase and kill. For veterans who have experienced countless battles, what they are doing now is no different from "harvesting grain", just catching up and making up for it. But for the first time, the barbarian recruits began to understand the meaning of "soldier" in this baptism.

All the way to the present, this group of barbarian soldiers is not eating dry every day, and Luo Di has to take time to give them brainwashing education such as "soldier code" almost every day - because in Luo Di's eyes, the more simple the soldier, the better, and only the soldier who realizes that he is a "killing tool" can really exert his maximum combat effectiveness in this battle of blood and fire.

Now, however, this education has had an immediate effect: in the face of an unarmoured and defenseless enemy, these barbarians, after a moment of initial discomfort and confusion, have entered the "role" almost without delay.

The barbarian soldiers can be said to have walked on snowy roads all their lives, and at this moment, when others are walking on difficult roads, they are simply walking on the ground under their feet.

The counterattack of these bandits is no different from that of a child in the eyes of the powerful barbarians, and they can be blocked directly with a flick of the hand, and the kick that follows usually crushes the opponent's chest.

Killing the first person is shaking, killing the second person is bloody, but when everything starts to go numb, these recruits gradually begin to undergo a terrible metamorphosis...

Unbeknownst to the masterminds behind these bandits, the plans and conspiracy they have been deliberately devised have been inadvertently... Dig a bottomless pit for yourself.

On the other side, Roddy, who was running through the woodland, had a grim face and a hint of banter in his eyes.

The sun was high at this time, and the reflection of the snow-covered woodland was dazzling, but this did not prevent his strong eyesight from "environmental acumen" - after two kilometers away from the main battlefield, the roar of the barbarian soldiers in the distance could no longer be heard here, and only the monotonous sound of leather boots "crunching" on the snow was in his ears.

The gray-brown trees and snow seem to be endless, and the scenery is repetitive and boring. The snow on the ground was covered with the footprints of all sorts of beasts, and if you looked closely, you could see that there were no human footprints at all—Roddy had chased them all the way here, and it seemed that he had lost them.

But he didn't stop, but squinted his eyes, thought for a moment, and then turned and walked in the other direction...

At the same moment, behind a giant tree only thirty meters away from Roddy, Ralph, the "wanderer" who was holding his breath, finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt close to collapse at this point, and the hand holding the dagger was stiff from tension - the last time he felt it was more than ten years ago.

Ralph, who has advanced to Level 6 of the "Wanderer", has a secret identity, and he naturally appears here to carry out the mission of the head of the family. It stands to reason that there was no risk at all, because he was not involved in the attack at all, and he was just a bystander hiding hundreds of meters away from the beginning to the end - at least Ralph didn't think he had leaked anything...

But the rumored "City Lord of Elson City" still rushed towards him.

He didn't know how the other party found out about himself, but he was sure that it was definitely not a good thing for the other party to find him.

So Ralph ran frantically, but no matter how he ran, the baron followed closely behind, even if he used a skill like "Walking in the Snow Without a Trace" to cover up the traces!

Fortunately, after taking a bottle of stamina potion and forcibly casting the "disappearing" skill, the other party finally stopped and changed direction - Ralph glanced cautiously into the distance, making sure that the other party did not find himself, and finally settled down.

But before Ralph could think about what to do next, a soft sound suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Whoosh-"

He secretly screamed that it was not good, and immediately made a dodge move, but it was too late...

"Boom!"

The tree on his back exploded on the spot under the action of the "Burst Arrow", and the shockwave easily lifted him out!

Ralph, who had fallen to the ground, was so frightened that he got up in pain, and when he looked up, he saw Roddy in the distance holding a bow and arrow.

At such a distance, Ralph could not judge the direction of the arrow's travel, so he instinctively used the "dodge" skill, and his body moved three or four meters sideways, dodging the arrow at the last moment.

It's dangerous!

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned around and prepared to continue his escape, but before he could stand up, his body shook violently, and then he involuntarily staggered a few steps - the corner of his eye told him that the second arrow shot by Roddy was stuck in his left shoulder...

Ralph "The Robster" is skilled with a crossbow, but he's never heard of anyone who can fire arrows at the speed of a repeater!

What's even more terrifying is that when he looked up again, Roddy had already ghostly appeared in front of him.

What the hell is going on! How did he get here?

He was so frightened that he wanted to pull out the dagger, but after a flash of sword light, his arm flew straight out...

Roddy's face was cold, and he kicked the opponent over, but Ralph quickly rolled over, and after his body violently swooped, he ran into the distance, and his speed increased by more than three times in an instant, but as soon as he took two steps, the third and fourth arrows shot through his thighs one after another, causing him to "plop" and fall to the ground.

From start to finish, Ralph found himself with no room for resistance.

Ralph had escaped with his life under the attacks of many powerful men, and he was confident that he could get away with either Titus or the Knight of Wellington, but the only thing he could feel was despair!

Roddy walked towards him, his steps were not fast or slow, which meant that he had absolute confidence to suppress the other party - Ralph turned back on the snow, looking at Roddy's approaching figure, he knew that there was no room to escape, and immediately gritted his teeth, and actually turned out a potion from under the collar and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.

In an instant, his chest that was wheezing violently stopped moving.

"!"

Roddy was dumbfounded, and then scolded fiercely.

He never thought that the other party would be a "dead man"!

And this style of acting is by no means an ordinary "dead man", in order to keep the secret and do not hesitate to commit suicide with poison, often only the profound nobles have the capital to cultivate... Roddy had fought with the "Dead Man" before, but the backstage of the "Seer" Sean was certainly not as deep as the current thief.

For a moment, Luo Di's heart was full of doubts - if this was the ghost made by the two nobles at the banquet the day before yesterday, then everything could still be right, but now that such a guy suddenly appeared, I am afraid that the matter is really more complicated than he thought.

He sighed and briefly examined the body. And the truth was exactly what he expected... There were no valuable clues on the other party: no letters, no notes, no weapons on his body, and the potions he was carrying were all made by himself. The rest of the lock-picking props and powders were exclusive to the Rogue class, but the more this happened, the tighter Roddy's brow furrowed.

The blood from the corpse gradually stained the snow red, but Roddy did not have the slightest joy to thwart the enemy's plot, but only felt a nameless fire spread in his heart...

It's so difficult to do something beneficial to the country? Fighting orcs, beating the undead, catching traitors, and trying to save the lives of civilians are all for the sake of the country from any angle, but what is the result? These nobles are still deliberately attacking dissidents, and even aiming their eyes on themselves!

"Ugh..."

Roddy felt a little happy in his heart, and he even wanted to leave here immediately, and simply stop caring about these bullshit nobles who died on their own, and go away, and travel the world like Merinsella.

However, he is a rational person who controls his brain after all, and negative emotions are only expelled in a moment. When his eyes fell on the corpse again, Roddy's mind was thinking about how to find more clues.

He stood there and waited for more than ten minutes, then fired three arrows in the direction of the team, and it was not long before a small team came to find him, carried the corpse, and returned to the battlefield where the large army was.

By this time, the bandit group that had attacked Roddy had been completely wiped out.

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