Chapter Forty-Nine: Pitch Black as Ink
"What about the bosses? They don't seem to want to fight us here, but go straight to Bagshott. If they get there, it's all over. On a tree, two figures swayed on it, and one of them looked at the more than a thousand people gathered below, and said, his tone full of urgency.
"I know, wait, if it really doesn't work, I have to go down and fight with them. The other figure also looked down and said in a firm tone.
"I see, I'll go and tell the others. Hearing this, the figure from before spoke, then turned and disappeared into the tree. Only a deep frown was left in the tree looking at the figure below.
Time passed quietly in the silence of the night, and the Saxons were getting closer and closer to Bagsshot, and perhaps it would not be long before the night would turn into a night of killing.
"Set fire to the forest. At the back of the Saxon team, a figure said in a calm tone to a hundred or so people behind him.
There was no objection, because it was the best option for the current situation, both to use the fire against the Saxons and to allow the people of the town to find out about the situation and react early.
And now it's the depths of winter, and all the trees are extremely dry, so it's easy to light a fire on purpose. So at this moment, setting fire to the forest has become the best option.
"Since there is no objection to it, so be it. After looking at it for a week and finding that no one objected, the figure nodded and continued. "Which of you will go with me to attract their attention, or if they find out, I am afraid that the fire will be slain before it is lit. ”
"I, let me go, Adair. ”
"You, Anthony, do you know how dangerous it is to be bait?" the man called Adair asked suspiciously, looking at the man in front of him.
"Yes, please let me atone for my sins, since I lit the fire for them to find out, then if I don't atone, even if I can survive this battle, I will live in guilt for the rest of my life. Because I've hurt everybody. Anthony looked at Adair wistfully, hoping that he would grant his request.
"Okay, I see. Adair looked at Anthony's eyes without a hint of reluctance and smiled in agreement.
Then Adair chose nearly fifty of the remaining more than 100 people as bait for this time. Looking at the people standing beside him, Adair knew that none of them would survive, but even so, there were still some things that had to be done
At this time, at the back of the Saxon procession, which was walking in a group in the dense forest, several figures suddenly appeared, and they quickly came to the back of the team, put the broken blade in their hands on the enemy's neck, and with a slight stroke, they took away the enemy's life and sent him to Huangquan Road. Then he caught the fallen body and carried it away, and the whole process did not make the slightest sound, so that the person in front did not feel the approach of the enemy and the death of his own people.
Under the cover of the middle of the night, several figures moved at high speed, quickly harvesting the lives of the people behind the team, and before everyone could react, dozens of people silently embarked on the path of the netherworld.
In the air, the smell of blood gradually became stronger, and a person walking in front moved his nose and asked suspiciously: "What is this smell? Why is there such a strong smell of blood? Who is injured?"
After he said this, several people sensed that something was wrong, and then they all sniffed, and one of them, after snorting, his face changed greatly, and he shouted: "Enemy attack, everyone be careful." ”
His loud roar made the faces of everyone in front of him change, and then he turned around and looked around, and what he saw was because he couldn't afford to dodge Adair and the others.
Then they noticed that many of the people walking behind them were gone. If you look around, you can see that in the darkness, there are dozens of people leaning against the trees in a strange posture, motionless. And those pungent smells came from those people.
None of them were people who had not experienced the battle, and almost all of them understood at the first time that those people had been killed.
"TMD, you're looking for death, kill these bastards for me. The moment he reacted, the leader of the Saxons shouted. Being killed so many of his own people in silence made him strangely angry. So now what he wants to do most is chop these people into meat sauce.
In the midst of the leader's roar, all of them took out their weapons with angry expressions and rushed towards Adair and the others. For a moment, the roar resounded throughout the dense forest.
"Let's go and prepare, and don't let the chief's efforts go to waste. Hearing the roar that resounded through the forest, the rest of the crowd responsible for lighting the fire fell silent, and then moved quickly. They could not let the sacrifice of their leaders go to waste.
Seeing such a scene, Adair and the others hurriedly retreated, but it was too late, the attack of the Saxons at the forefront had arrived, so they had no choice but to raise the sword in their hands to block it. But in doing so, their speed was slowed down, and although it was only for a moment, it was still enough for the other Saxons to attack. In this way, you get stuck more, and it is harder to get out.
The battle started in an instant, and all the Saxons frantically attacked Adel and the others with the anger that their comrades were killed, but the same Adel and they also fought back against the Saxons because of the anger accumulated by the long-term invasion of the country.
Although Adair and others are the elite of the army, in terms of fighting alone, these Saxons have no opponents, but it is normal for ants to bite and kill elephants by virtue of their numbers, these Saxons are like locusts to pounce, often so that they don't even have time to react, that is, they are drowned in the sea of people, facing more than ten times their own opponents, unless they have strategic strength, it is difficult to reverse.
It didn't take long for the close to fifty people on Adair's side to be less than thirty, although the other party paid a more painful price than them, but for them, can this be compared? Looking at the fallen teammates one by one, Adel could only grit his gums and attack the enemy more frantically. But he doesn't have the aura of the legendary protagonist, nor does he have enough strength to change the tide of battle, no matter how crazy he is, how desperate he is, he is still just an ordinary person. Poof
Adair looked in disbelief at the situation in front of him, the man who had blocked the knife for himself.
"Anthony, you. He could only look at Anthony, who was vomiting blood in front of him, and stammered incomplete words.
Lowering his head and looking at the big sword passing through his chest, Anthony smiled bitterly, looked at Adair in front of him whose face was stained with his own blood, and said with a smile: "You don't have to feel guilty, I just did this to make myself feel better, after all, it was because I made them find out that there were people in this jungle." Goodbye, my brother. With the last words, he closed his eyes forever.
"Break through, everyone don't fight with these people, find a way to get out. Although the death of Anthony because of his actions and blocking the knife for himself made Adair very surprised and painful. But after all, he is not a person who has not been on the battlefield, looking at the remaining people who are still fighting, he has to suppress the pain in his heart and command the rest of the personnel.
If you continue like this, you will only die sooner, and you will die anyway, so why not delay for a while, wait for reinforcements to arrive, and give the remaining people who are responsible for lighting the fire a little more chance to live, and the entire town of Bagshott to live?
Now that the entire Saxon team has been killed by them, I am afraid that they will not stop until they are killed. I guess that's the best way to stall.