Along the way, many of the soldiers of Luo Yaling had already died in the hands of Goyle, and the sudden screams sounded, and these frightened birds reacted instantly, and many soldiers immediately gathered at the place where the sound came from.

"Enemy!"

"There are enemies!"

"Enemy attack!"

The surrounding Luo Yajun soldiers screamed in a mess, and someone hurriedly lit torches to run over to see what was going on. However, the torches had only entered the woods for a short time before they were drenched by the rain, and the woods suddenly became dark again. At the moment when the fire was extinguished, it seemed that countless phantoms were shaking, silent, but everywhere, adding a strange color to the silent woods.

"Who just fell?"

The soldiers of Luo Yajun shouted sharply, and they could clearly feel the horror in their hearts. The cold wind swept through the woods, low like the roar of death, and terrible with the scream of death. Although it was pitch black in the woods, looking up at the sky, I could vaguely feel a glimmer of light. The light in the sky is also very weird, like ghosts drifting, and the boundless chill is gradually condensed by such ghosts.

"What's going on inside?"

Luo Yajun's officer asked nervously and loudly.

After the battle of Rorschach Pass, the army of the Bol Leader produced all kinds of inexplicable rumors within the Roya Collar, describing the troops of the Bol Collar as very terrifying, these chasing troops, along the way encountered the stubborn resistance of the only soldier, this scout, can actually kill so many of his subordinates, the officers of the Roya Army even suspected that there was an enemy ambush in the woods before chasing over, which is why when Goyle fled into the woods, it took a while for the pursuers of the Roa Collar to arrive.

"I don't know!"

One of the soldiers whispered.

Subsequently, all the troops fell silent.

After a long time, a stammering voice said, "It's me...... It's ...... me."

The rest of the Luo Yajun soldiers said in a gossipy voice, "What's the matter?"

The soldier replied in horror: "On the ground...... There is a ...... on the ground Twig...... Tripping me up......"

"it!"

The rest of the soldiers muttered and cursed, and the tension in their hearts gradually faded away, and they began to search aimlessly again.

The Luo Yajun soldier who fell finally sat up, reached out and touched the surroundings, but found nothing, and his weapon didn't know where he fell. Without weapons, in this dark woods, he did not dare to move for half a minute, and simply sat in place. The rain kept sprinkling, so cold that his teeth kept fighting, and there seemed to be some strange sound next to him, but he felt so cold that his mind couldn't function effectively at all. Suddenly, he felt his throat so cold and cold, and then he lost consciousness.

Goyle let go of his dagger, and the Roya soldier fell silently. Goyle raised the dagger to his lips and licked it quietly, the blood still hot.

Just now, he stretched out his foot and tripped over this soldier of the Luo Yajun, and immediately hid behind the trunk of the tree, and the soldier didn't even notice it.

After a few moments, making sure that the sound was not heard by others, Goyle quietly groped carefully on the corpse of the soldier he had killed, and finally found two meatloafs inside, the color of the meatloaf could not be distinguished in the dark, but for Goyle, as long as it could be eaten, it was enough.

Goyle pressed his water bladder into the puddle on the ground, and some muddy rain poured into the water bladder, and Goyle took the cold rain, stuffed the meatloaf into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it into his stomach. Now with a little more energy, the better the chance of surviving.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a little fire in the woods, it turned out that someone had lit the torch in his hand, and it was not far from him, because of the obstruction of the tree trunk in front of him, in the blind spot of his vision, so Goyle had not noticed the existence of this enemy. Goyle subconsciously lowered his head, avoiding the sudden firelight. However, the Roya soldier who lit the torch already sensed that something was wrong, and he trembled in the cold rain and shouted: "There is an enemy ahead!

At this call, the other soldiers immediately gathered around from other directions, and they did not find Goyle, but found the body of his companion who had fallen in the puddle and was no longer alive.

The red blood was gushing out of his throat, forming a huge puddle on the ground, and even the rain that kept falling had no time to wash it away, and the fresh smell of blood slowly drifted away in the rain.

"Spot the enemy!"

The screams came and went, and Luo Yajun suddenly felt like a great enemy. Everyone nervously drew their swords, vigilantly emptying their surroundings while muttering to themselves not to come near them. In such a situation, no matter who is close to them, they will not hesitate to swing their knives and cut down. If there is the slightest slowness, maybe it will be you who will die.

But none of them were able to discover Gower's location.

The second year of high school is very fortunate that there is such a forest on the Great Plains that can be used as his shelter, maybe on the plains, in a one-on-one situation, he is not necessarily the opponent of Roya's elite troops, but in the woods, they are wandering elves.

This is what Ron has always told them that they must pay attention to, the ability to fight alone.

"Torch!"

"We need torches!"

The soldiers of the Roya Leader exclaimed, one of his companions died like this, they did not even hear a movement, and the woods without fire seemed to be full of danger and traps, and the enemy could kill them from any angle.

"You're a bunch of shit! A little Bol collar can play you like this. ”

In the crowd, a soldier in the uniform of the Second Regiment sneered.

Luo Yaling's people immediately clenched their fists, if it was someone else, if they dared to laugh at them like this, they would have been chopped into pieces a long time ago, but this is the people of the Second Legion, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the current Lord Roya is actually dependent on the Second Legion to survive, not so much cooperation, but rather that the Second Legion has fully taken over the defense of Luo Yaling.

But at this time the rain tended to get heavier and heavier, and the torches were extinguished as soon as they were lit, and in the back, the rain was mixed with strong winds, and even the flint could not be hit, and in the dark night, it seemed that it was safe to stay with your companions.

"Quick, get some torches for magic fuel!" the officer of the Luo Yajun immediately ordered, and soon a soldier ran out of the woods.

As a torch was extinguished, the woods immediately became pitch black.

The sound of crackling raindrops continued to sound in the woods in the heavy rain, and some of the soldiers of the Luo Yajun even rejoiced in their hearts, these guys with the eyes of the second army above the top, will soon know the strength of the enemy, and will soon pay the price of blood.

Dark.

Absolute darkness.

Time seemed to have frozen, and the only thing around was the sound of people's breathing. With no light source and almost zero visibility, what these Roya Leader soldiers didn't know was that not far from them, a black shadow was crawling on the ground moving in front of them.

Goyle slowly walked around the front, he didn't want to kill more enemies, he had only one purpose, that was to get out of here alive, if he suddenly broke out now, maybe he could really kill a few more enemies, but it was pointless.

Goyle suddenly felt a faint sound of wind behind him, like the sound of a sword blade breaking through the air. Before Goyle could react, his body subconsciously made a roll to the right. At the moment when his body rolled, a sharp blade grazed his left shoulder, and Goyle even felt a cold touch on his cheek, and a piece of flesh was sliced off by the blade.

Rolled around in the puddle twice, and his body was already full of muddy water, but Goyle didn't dare to slack off at all, this was a terrifying enemy, I didn't expect that there would be such an existence in this chasing army, just now he was a hunter, but now he has become a prey.

In the dark, you can't see each other's figures, and you can only judge each other's existence by feeling.

Faintly, Goyle could feel the enemy in front of him, a panther-like beast in the dark, staring at him. Gol, whose face was slowly oozing blood, still clenched the dagger that was still dripping blood, tensing his muscles, trying to find a chance to get out before the next attack. The roll just now, the shaft of the arrow on the wound on the left rib was violently crushed, and the arrow in the muscle was bent, and the pain made Gower almost faint. This feeling of drilling his heart made his upper and lower lips involuntarily bite together, and he himself could feel the blood flowing from his lips. At the same time, the severe pain also stimulated his last strength, he could no longer feel the cold, and what he now had was a tenacious fighting spirit.

However, the beast-like enemy gave him no chance, and he continued to launch a sharp attack. Goyle didn't see the beast's movements clearly at all, and he didn't have a chance to see the opponent's movements clearly in the dark, but Goyle subconsciously waved the weapon in his hand, and the dagger drew a beautiful arc in front of him. Once again, the action saved his life, and the dagger stopped right in the path of the swift black shadow, the sharp blade blocking the beast's equally sharp short knife, but it could not stop the galloping speed—the other party was so hard that the force of the force made Goyle fly like a rag, and then landed on a tree root more than ten yards away, so strong that he could not even scream.

Everyone in the darkness heard a loud crash, but no one dared to make superfluous movements.

God knows what happened where?

Before Goyle could stagger to his feet, the enemy followed and crushed him down, and a strange, hollow roar came from his throat, like a wild beast showing off before it was ready to feast on its prey. Goyle had clearly felt that life was moving away from him, his mouth, his left rib, and his right leg were all wounded, and as long as he moved slightly, he would feel extremely painful, and his right hand holding the dagger was also firmly pressed by the other party's foot. You can't even cut your opponent's hamstrings with your own strength.

The enemy stuck his neck so hard that he couldn't see the other's eyes in the darkness, but Goyle thought that the other party's eyes must be very cruel. He had even guessed the identity of the other party, he must be a soldier of the Praetorian Guard of the Roa Collar, except for them, no ordinary soldier could challenge the soldiers of the Pro-Guard, not even a wounded Pro-Guard soldier.

Maybe someone from the Second Legion?

Goyle's brain was already a little unable to react due to the lack of oxygen, and he desperately stared at the other person's face, trying to see the other person's face, but the dark night sky, only cold raindrops fell on his face, which had become red from suffocation and pain.

"Even if it's death, you have to pull a cushion!"

This was Goyle's last thought, although the other party suppressed his right hand, so that he could not use the weapon, but his left hand was still free, Goyle's left hand struggled, while groping where the palm could cover. Soon, his fingertips touched a sharp object, it was not clear in the darkness what it was, or bone scraps, or maybe sharp small stone chips, Goyle grabbed this thing desperately like a drowning man, and then stabbed it fiercely into the other's calf—

Yes!

A terrible scream spread throughout the woods.

No one knew what was happening, only the sound of people rolling wildly in the woods, the constant sound of branches being crushed by him, and stagnant water splashing. The surrounding Luo Yajun soldiers were frightened, the voice was very close to their position, so, without hesitation, they raised their knives at the same time and slashed in the direction from which the sound came. When the scimitar was wielded, they forgot that the person next to them was also highly vigilant, so they ......

Poof!

Several scimitars slashed at the man's body at the same time, and the man staggered to the ground. The surrounding Roya soldiers did not dare to withdraw their knives, and they had already fought with their companions next to them. In the dark, they couldn't distinguish each other's identities, they could only distinguish them by sound, so in the constant exclamations and screams, people kept falling. For their own safety, these soldiers did not hesitate to raise their knives to slaughter their comrades, or to be slaughtered by their own comrades.

Who the other party is, and where he is now, can only be known by bringing torches from the barracks.

It was like a century later, Goyle could breathe the cold air again, the muscles in his body were spasming, Goyle did not relax, he knew that just now, it was not enough to kill his enemy, his hand slowly touched his chest, this is the weapon that Meria let him carry, and at the last moment he can die with the enemy. I want to chat with more like-minded people about Shadow of Exile,;" , talk about life, find a confidant~