Chapter 20: The Middle Bush
The rock punch sent a silver glowing iron fist into the lower abdomen of a Persian servant, and under the double hedge of the external force and the servant soldier's abdomen, the story-level weapon automatically ejected an alloy steel spike with a tail finger length, twisting the belly of the hapless servant soldier into a puddle of mud.
The rocks now have time to find the source of the scream.
But in just a few seconds after he killed the minions, the battlefield changed dramatically.
On the battlefield, at some point, there were more soldiers covered in black leather armor.
The texture of the leather armor is not an idle product at a glance, and while increasing the defense power, it does not affect the user's mobility.
In addition, although there are not many of these guys, when the mercenaries are unprepared, they suddenly appear and kill them by surprise.
From this, it can also be seen that the combat effectiveness of the surprise soldiers is far stronger than that of the servant soldiers.
What's more, the number of these black-armored soldiers is constantly increasing.
Just as the rock wondered where these guys came from, a strange noise came to his ears.
The sound is soft, but it is still clear in the noisy battlefield.
He was surprised to find that the sound was coming from under his feet.
So, he lowered his head, and more than a foot away from the soles of his feet, a dirt bag was slowly rising.
"It's ......" Rock's brain slowed down by half a beat at this moment.
At such a moment of hesitation, a black Persian scimitar flew out of the ground and stabbed him fiercely in the heart.
A black-armored soldier emerges from the ground, still covered in depleted dirt, with a strange mask on his face, and even his nose obscured by a metallic mask.
The black-armored soldier was about to laugh when he hit the hand: "Stupid Greek, do you think you are very powerful? It's not like we've fallen into a dead end laid down by our general! ”
Rock turned into rage, and with a loud cry, he shook back the Persian scimitar that had been inserted an inch into his heart, and threw a backhand into the face of the black-armored soldier.
The metal mask was weaker than expected, and it could be completely deformed and twisted under a single punch from the rock.
Naturally, the rock did not know that the mask was not used for defense, but to keep out the dirt and avoid inhaling the nose of the black-armored soldier, similar to modern oxygen, which also stored a certain amount of oxygen in it.
Of course, this also has to be accompanied by special breathing exercises, otherwise that bit of oxygen is used by ordinary people, but it only lasts for ten minutes.
When it comes to hand, the black-armored soldiers are not as powerful as they imagined, and they are only two or three times stronger than the servant soldiers.
The most difficult thing about the black-armored soldiers is their strange way of hiding.
Moreover, their vision of grasping the battlefield pattern is quite vicious, it is precisely when the mercenaries are fighting and getting carried away, and this time is also the moment when their vigilance is the lowest.
The scream before was because the unlucky reincarnator was stabbed to the soles of his feet by the black-armored soldiers who suddenly appeared.
And the defense of the rock has reached the 2nd level, and there is also the double blessing of equipment and natural ability, the scimitar of the black armor soldier is difficult to hurt him, so it is easy to save the day, and the others are not as lucky as the rock.
"It's not good, get out of here!" Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Rock immediately ordered a retreat.
But there were at least thirty black-armored soldiers, and in addition, the servant soldiers who had been defeated before had become no longer timid after a general-like Persian pressed the battle, but instead changed their previous decadence and entangled a dozen mercenaries to death.
If you want to get out, it is not easy to say, even if it is a sheep, it will take a lot of time.
Just as everyone was desperately retreating, more and more black-armored soldiers came out of the ground, and in just a few minutes, the mercenaries were surrounded by hundreds of black-armored soldiers.
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On the other side, Yun Qi and Sam sa fled towards the route they had come.
Just as they were running to the entrance and exit gate of the barracks, three dirt bags suddenly appeared on the way they had to pass.
Compared with the dirt bags seen in the base camp before, the speed of these dirt bags in front of me is significantly faster.
It was three Persian soldiers in different costumes, wearing equipment different from the ones they had seen before.
Dressed in fine black leather armor, he holds a variety of weapons.
Some held a Persian scimitar, some swirled a long iron chain, and some held a blackened iron shield.
The three of them form a team and stand in the way of Yunqi and Sam.
Yun Qi didn't have time to talk to these people, the most important thing now was to fight quickly, otherwise, once they missed on the rocky side, they would have to face hundreds of black-armored soldiers next.
Yun Qi did not hesitate to launch the "Charge" skill, and the iron broadsword in his hand turned a trace of light blue, with a momentum like thunder and lightning, slashing towards one of them.
Yun Qi's tactics were simple and clear, taking advantage of the opponent's unstable foothold, he quickly tore a hole in the opponent's defense.
However, the battle was not one-sided before it appeared.
Just as the Iron Broadsword, which had been blessed with the Force's infusion, slashed at the black-armored soldier who was also holding the knife, another black-armored soldier with a shield quickly filled his position, and the speed was not at all like the reaction of a shield-wielding person.
However, after all, the black-armored soldier with the shield couldn't catch up with the bonus brought by the charging skill, and seeing that he was only one step away, at this moment, the black-armored soldier with the black iron chain shook his hand, and the chain did not fly towards Yunqi, but flew towards the shield-holding soldier.
The chain wrapped around the shield-bearer's waist and was pulled to fill in the gap at the last step.
The iron broadsword slashed heavily at the swarthy iron shield, sputtering a large number of sparks, and then, a white mark appeared on the black iron shield.
Yun Qi's knife wounded the inside of the iron shield, but it also blocked the fatal blow for his companion.
Just as Yun Qi retracted his knife and was about to use his speed advantage to go around behind the shield bearer and give him a fatal knife, the iron chain that wrapped around the shield bearer's waist loosened itself like life, and under the force of the other party's skillful seconds, the iron chain flipped to the other side and was firmly tied to Yun Qi's waist.
Everything is done in a flash of light, and it is impossible to prevent it.
Yun Qi only felt that his waist was tight, and he knew that his next action was shackled by the other party, and secretly screamed that it was not good.
Sure enough, the other party pulled back again, and Yun Qi's figure lost his balance under the wild pull of the other party, and the whole person flew towards the sword-wielding black-armored soldier.
"Oops!" Yun Qi secretly shouted that it was not good, these three black-armored soldiers did not have high individual combat effectiveness, but it was a headache to cooperate with.
At this moment, Yun Qi's body posture was violently pulled by the other party, and he lost the opportunity, and his body flew towards the silver swaying Persian scimitar.
The tip of the knife pointed at Yun Qi's heart. (To be continued.) )