A few clever apprentices noticed that the situation was not good when the reed boat they were riding suddenly stopped, but they jumped out of the boat, not knowing whether to say brave or reckless. Jumping into the swamp, which was thankfully not wide, and they were still children after all, but a few feet of black water was enough for them to slap their hands and feet and swim to the strip of grass no more than fifty paces away from them instead of sinking into a devouring mire, and most of the bipedal pygnosaurs were still staring at more prey, except for a few dozen dwarf dragons rushing at them with their tiny front paws - the people's "run!" was shouted at them, and they had to run at least within the range of crossbows and magic to escape.

It was not easy, the moss and rotting sludge kept scratching at their feet like the fingers of the dead, and when a child fell, the dwarf dragon behind immediately pounced on him and tore at the back of his neck and back, he cried and covered his neck with his arms, and in an instant his arms became bloody, and the sweet smell of the fishy smell stimulated the predators, who were no more than knee-high for adult males, who chirped loudly and surrounded him intently, pecking at his ass and legs, tearing off small pieces of flesh from above.

His companions had no time or dared to look back, they chased the reed boat, which was not easy, after all, the reed boat was still dragged forward by the multi-legged toad, although they had become a little uncontrollable because of the constant harassment of the dwarf dragons, and kept shaking their necks, trying to escape from the rope and sink into the mire—but they were still too fast for these young men who were not yet adults— Their strength was quickly exhausted in the hard run, their faces turned red, and after a while they turned pale, and the wind blew through their bodies and into their mouths, cold like a handful of ice water. Their throats and lungs were filled with red-hot irons, their fingers numb, their feet as heavy and sluggish as petrified spells cast by their casters, and they were almost in despair, the only thing that kept them pushing forward was the screams of their companions.

"Give me the rope. A little longer, a little thinner, but firm. Gülen said suddenly, he was on the far left boat, the closest boat to the children, he was standing on the crooked stern of the reed boat, the turbulence of the boat and the dwarf dragon jumping up like a fish did not seem to have any effect on him—the mercenary looked at him, turned and took out a bundle of rope from his rucksack, and the thief took the rope and checked it. Glancing meaningfully at the mercenary, this kind of rope was often used by thieves, and inside was a thin steel wire rope with three strands, wrapped around linen rope and silk thread, and weighed only a tenth of a pound every three feet, although it was no thicker than a girl's little finger, but it could easily bear the weight of four or five adult men.

He neatly handed one end of the rope to the mercenary, while he tied the other end into an adjustable knot that people most commonly used.

"It's too far. The mercenary said.

"Less than fifty feet. Glenn squinted. He was given not much time, and the rope was a hundred feet at most. He'd only been able to slap a game of less than sixty feet before.

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"Little Pig" is running.

Most of the apprentices came from the lower classes of the city, and their parents could not have learned about it, so the children either had a very repetitive name, such as Jack or Todd, or they were ranked by numbers, such as the third in the Jack family. If there are two Jacks, and they all happen to have more than three children, the name becomes the third of Jack of Toast and the third of Jack of Barrel. One can imagine how chaotic and troublesome it can be when a bunch of children get together. So they were often asked to find a name for themselves, and the newcomers and the younger, the weaker ones would be raised by the stronger children to raise their fists to avoid their names - these children, who may have never touched a paper or quill, of course, could not think of a good name, "Little Pig" was one of them, he was originally called Lymen, but the name was good, so it was snatched away by the older children, and when his master slapped his ass and asked his name, he had to sobble and say that his name was "Little Pig" , which was the property left to him by his father before he died as a butcher, although it had already been taken by his mother, he remembered the "little pig".

Perhaps it was because of his father's life that Piggy had to eat more than the other children, and the fat he had accumulated not only allowed him to survive the most difficult days, but also made him taller than the other apprentices, and his legs were the longest of all - his master had joked that he should be called Cormorant instead of Piglet, but Piggy was very satisfied with his legs, which were almost equivalent to two steps with someone else and allowed him to run very fast.

But at this point, he knew very well that he would not be able to outrun the monsters—and even if he could get under the reed boat, he would never have the strength to climb up, let alone the dense crowd of monsters climbing on them.

When the sudden force descended on him, "Piggy" did not realize that this was a rescue and not a harm, he screamed bitterly, his arm was grabbed, and his body fell forward uncontrollably, and the dwarf dragon behind him immediately jumped up, but what puzzled them was that the prey suddenly jumped up like a fish or a bird.

The mercenary shouted loudly and pulled the rope back violently, and Gülen had already obtained the second rope, and the next thing was just to concoct it, he targeted the boy who was second closest to the ship, no one asked him anything, and at such times everyone knew what to choose—he threw the lasso and grabbed another child accurately, and immediately other mercenaries took over—several mercenaries ventured out of the ship and used a dense barrage of crossbow arrows to open a narrow path for the apprentices who were being pulled by the ropes.

"The last one!" shouted the mercenary who had given the rope to Glenn first.

This may not work, Glenn said in his heart, the distance between them and the child was more than seventy feet, and it was still lengthening—but he threw the noose anyway, and the child saw it, but the moment the noose fell, he fell, and a dwarf dragon was biting at his ankle, and the lasso brushed his hair, and everyone let out a lament in their hearts, except for Glenn who lunged forward and grabbed the end of the rope—and the mercenary holding it unconsciously relaxed. The rope tightened suddenly, and there was a short cheer, and the boy stretched out his arm and threaded the lasso.

The boy was covered in bruises when they dragged him up, and he fainted after just one look at Gülen.

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The otherworldly spirit nodded to Gülen and turned to the reed ship stranded in a patch of moss. There are only three mercenaries on this ship, who can be said to be careless, and they have no way to look after others, and the apprentices pull out bundles of reeds from the reed boat and set them on fire, hoping to drive the monsters away with flames.

"Go to the bow of the ship!" the spellcaster shouted in the air, raising his voice slightly, and then unleashing a spell, and hundreds of dwarf dragons who were partying around the ship fell in a state of dizziness, and the pressure on the mercenaries was suddenly relieved. They immediately followed the caster's instructions and gathered on the bow of the ship, and the apprentices rushed over as soon as they threw out the last of the flaming reeds, which were not as big as a real wooden ship, and its bow was so small that it was crowded like an ant's nest when a dozen or so people gathered together, and by this time the pygmy dragons, who had not been involved in the previous spell, had already crawled up, chirping and chirping, and their little eyes flashed with an evil light.

"Here's a fireball. Or more!" shouted one of the mercenaries, who did not dare to scream too loudly. But eagerly.

"Don't talk nonsense," said his companion, "we, too, will be burned or choked." ”

The apprentices behind them were pale, but before they could make a new suggestion, a spell would descend on the humans, and they would find themselves floating in horror and curiosity. Until you come face to face with the caster: "Go there." The mage said.

"How...... Go?" the mercenary asked hesitantly.

"Do you know how to swim?" replied to the caster, taking a moment out of his busy schedule, "that's pretty much it." He cast a spell that shattered the wooden crates that were also suspended in the air, covered with waterproof fabric inside and out, filled with pyroxene fragments, black and with shell-like patterns. Cremar shattered them even more with a stirring sonic wave, and then let them fall into the swamp.

In Ash Ridge, just drop about five drops of pure water in about a plate full of pyroxene powder, yes, yes, about five drops of clean water, and the heat it will evaporate is enough to boil a pot of about three gallons of tea. Now that the powder that Cremar had sprinkled might have been measured in a hundred pounds, and the amount of water far exceeded expectations, they finally met with a terrifying burst of heat, and the water evaporated instantly, and the hot steam enveloped the entire surface of the water at once, and the dwarf dragons let out only a shrill cry, short enough to wonder if they ever existed, and then quickly fell silent, and then the sound of a messy mass of water was heard—they were diving into the swamp.

The multi-legged toad dragging the reed boat sped away without waiting for the humans, and the caster had to throw out his string so that the apprentices and mercenaries, who were still clumsily waving their limbs in the air, grabbed it, and dragged the frightened string of rice dumplings back to his ship, which was still empty anyway.

Only a few dwarf dragons who remained in the moss to snatch the corpses of their apprentices were lucky not to be affected, but instead of chasing the reed boats, they risked being burned by the steam, and finally tore off a few pieces of meat, swallowed them, and then plunged headlong into the reeds. (To be continued.) )

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