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Suddenly, the Oriental samurai appeared from the woods, all wearing dark red soft armor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info These armors cover much less area than the standard armor of the Bailegang Emperor's ** team, and only protect a few important parts such as the chest. Beneath the soft armor were black combat uniforms, which were fastened with hemp rope at the cuffs and trouser cuffs so as not to interfere with movement. These samurai can be broadly divided into two categories: archers and swordsmen, the former holding a longbow and a quiver on their backs, and excelling at walking and shooting. Draw arrows and shoot as you go, fast and accurate. There was still a gunpowder pistol hanging from his waist, and when the feather arrows in the bag were fired, it should be the turn of the musket to come out. As for the swordsman, he mostly carried a long sword and two short swords hanging from his waist. There are also one or two who do not have a short sword on the waist, but carry a double sword behind their back. These swordsmen were clearly the elite of the group, and there were only three of them, but the twin swords danced so that a crusader knight slit his throat without making a few moves under their sword. Whether it is an archer or a swordsman, their attacks are simple and direct, without too much fanciness, and are purely a skill made to kill.

The Eastern warriors cooperated tacitly, and the Crusader Guards, who protected Miro and Vera, were quickly reduced. However, in the blink of an eye, the kung fu infantry was dead, and only five knights were still struggling. The knight raised his shield to form a defense, barely blocking several waves of attacks, and killing two swordsmen. But when the three warriors joined the battle circle, the situation of the Crusader knights became precarious. Soon one knight was killed, and the other cut his sword into the gap in his leg, and almost a calf was removed. The knight's defense immediately collapsed, and then the other swordsmen rushed to take advantage of the situation, and the remaining knights were divided and killed in three or two.

Miro dragged Vera through the woods, but neither of them was a soldier, and their physical strength and speed were relatively limited. It didn't take a few minutes to catch up. Miro smiled bitterly and dragged Vera to the back, and said softly, "I knew that I should have learned a few tricks from Willik to save my life." ”

Vera was breathing heavily, but she didn't panic, and she had an extra delicate pistol in her hand. This is a magic pistol, but it is only powerful and is only used for self-defense. Obviously, having such an extra gun will not help the situation either.

Seeing the samurai approaching, Miro wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Who are you?" Do you know who we are, to tell you, we are all big people. If we die, you'll tear hundreds of thousands of angry cultists to pieces! If I were you, I'd arrest these two people. You can go to Bauhinia Ridge and spread the word that Count Edward will pay you enough ransom. ”

Vera whispered, "Isn't that humiliating, priest?" ”

"Miss, life matters." Miro snorted and repeated.

At this moment, there was laughter behind the samurai, and several swordsmen put away their swords and knelt down, and a burly figure walked out from behind them. Unlike these nimble warriors, this burly warrior strode out of the way wearing a heavy dark red armor decorated with bright yellow stripes in addition to the dragon's motif, which looked like flickering flames. The burly warrior dragged a long-handled chopping horse in his hand. Knife, the spine of the blade is carved with a dark red dragon. The blade dragged across the ground, cutting a crack in the edge of the knife wherever it passed. He stood in front of the two of Miro, and said loudly: "We are the special march of the fire department under the banner of the king of Pingxi, it sounds like you are the big man among the barbarians?" ”

"King Pingxi? Special march? Miró said to himself: "I didn't understand any of them." Hearing the latter sentence, he nodded busily: "That's right, we are big shots!" ”

"That's great, catch them and bring them back to the prince, these two guys should be able to provide us with the necessary information."

"Cocooning yourself." Vera whispered.

Miro also had a sad face, which was a little different from what he expected. But the other party obviously did not consider the priest's mood, and a dozen or so archers raised their bows and aimed at the two Miro, and four swordsmen took out rough ropes and walked over, intending to tie them up.

At that moment, a gust of wind blew in the woods. The surrounding trees rattled and hundreds of leaves were blown off by the wind and drifted through the forest crowds.

The burly samurai said "huh", and just had time to shout "be careful", but the samurai who had been rubbed by the fallen leaves had already opened their skin. It was the inconspicuous looking leaves that easily slit their throats, and suddenly a samurai fell, and the blood stained the surrounding grass red. The burly warrior burst out in time with a stream of cyan source power, shaking away the leaves that were drifting away, and then shouted, "Who is pretending to be a god!" ”

A woman's laughter rang out in the woods, and then footsteps came, and a petite woman stepped out of the woods and came to Miro and the others. Seeing this woman, Miro said "Huh": "It's you?" ”

Her whole body was covered in an airtight cloak, and even her head was covered in a low-hanging hat, but judging by her figure and voice, it was the mysterious woman who had come to Miro for a confession in the church last night. She said softly, "Yesterday I had the help of the priest, let me do something in return today." Hurry up, I've dealt with the rest of the samurai, and now only this big man is left. ”

When the burly warrior heard this, his eyes glared angrily: "You killed all my people? ”

"yes, what, do I have to report it to you?" The petite woman said in a provocative tone.

Miro picked up Vera and turned around and ran, quickly disappearing into the woods. The woman snorted and said, "I didn't even say a word of thanks, and sure enough, a good person is just unhappy." ”

The burly warrior over there had already burst out with his source of power, dragging his knife and rushing towards him. The long-handled chopping horse. The blade of the knife spewed out a faint Xuanqing knife qi, picked it up and slashed it at the woman's head.

The woman floated back like a fallen leaf, and said with a faint smile: "Big man, do you know? This is my home turf, so don't be too arrogant! ”

As he was running, he suddenly heard a terrible scream behind him, and the voice was a man. Miro shrugged his shoulders and said to Vera, "I didn't expect that woman to be a master. ”

"Don't worry about it so much." Vera said.

Miro nodded, using all his strength to escape.

In the woods, the petite woman looked up. In front of her was a large tree, but on the trunk was the head of a burly samurai. The samurai was bleeding from all holes, and his eyes looked at the woman under the tree in horror, as if she was more terrible than the devil.

The woman chuckled, "Well, the roots of the tree don't taste good in the body." I said that the woods are my home turf, but you don't listen. I regret it now. ”

The samurai hissed, "Don't be complacent, slut. The prince of Pingxi will kill all you barbarians! ”

"When death is approaching, my mouth really stinks." The woman snapped her fingers, and several branches protruded from the samurai's eyes and mouth. The samurai gradually fell silent, but on the branches, a few green shoots grew.

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