"Bell, bell!" The chaotic and irregular alarm bells rang in the mercenary camp, which exacerbated the chaos in front of them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAccording to previous information, I originally thought that these mercenaries would at least have some ability, but now it seems that they are really overestimated. What a bunch of vulnerable guys.

"Hurry up, speed up, all speed up, rush up and destroy them!" the leader of the sand thieves shouted excitedly, causing the sand thieves to follow suit. "Oh...... Oh...... Kill, kill!"

"Ahh What a powerful archer, he can accurately hit the most vulnerable part of the eye at such a distance. I heard that there was an elf inside? Okay, but what could it be? Can an elven archer still be able to turn the sky upside down? Besides, there are only a few dozen meters left, and this distance is just around the corner, as long as you get close, the archer or something is not at the mercy of anyone?

"Hurry, hurry, don't rub it over to me! Rush over and win!" the leader of the sand thieves urged, clamping his legs hard, and the sand horse ran faster.

"Bang!" A low sound came, and before a sand thief next to him could scream, he was shocked by a huge impact, and the whole person flew upside down, and the screams flew up with the blood flowers, and when they fell to the ground, the entire face and upper body were blown into a bloody blur, and there was a strange smell of burnt paste that seemed to have been burned by fire.

An amazing blow. The leader of the sand thieves knew that it was a short-range shooting weapon concocted by the dwarves, and it was said to be a mysterious projectile made by alchemy, although the range was not as good as that of a bow and arrow, but it was super lethal at close range, far better than a bow and arrow, but with the decline of the dwarf country, this kind of super sophisticated thing has not been seen for a long time. I didn't expect these dwarves to have such powerful weapons, which should not be underestimated. But this kind of thing must be super rare, and there must not be many of them.

I can't care about anything now, after all, the other party is a group of guys who beg for a life on the knife edge, and they must have some ability. It seems that there will be casualties this time, and that is inevitable. "Keep rushing! Look at it!" the leader of the sand thieves kicked a guy who was slowing down next to him, urging everyone to continue to accelerate and rush. The final blow must not wait for them to come to their senses! Then the advantage of the surprise attack will be gone, and the most fatal blow must be delivered while their formation is scattered!

The horse team continued to accelerate, as if a violent whirlwind was about to completely flatten the camp ahead. "Boom......" A sand horse suddenly screamed and fell, and at the same time, a pouting hip lifted the sand thief on its back and walked it away. "It's a sinkhole, there's a bunker!" cried out another.

"Don't worry about that, charge me!" shouted the leader of the sand thieves. But at this moment, he seemed to feel that something was rushing straight ahead, some kind of dark magical power that seemed familiar, the target...... Right in front of yourself. But now the horse was too fast to stop or turn to dodge, and before he could abandon his horse and run away, the magic arrow that was coming at him had already hit his chest.

The arrow of dark magic, powerful magical energy instantly drilled into the leather armor on his chest, exploding in his chest, and the huge impact sent him flying. The leader of the sand thieves was shocked, he couldn't imagine that the dwarves had found such a powerful magician...... Is he really underestimating the enemy......

At the moment of flying, he saw clearly the mercenary camp in front of him, behind the wall of rejection horses made of cargo bags, countless bows and arrows were aimed at his team, and the warriors were guarding in front of the archers, holding their swords, axes and shields, arranged in an orderly manner, without any panic. The place that had been ignited by the rocket has now been completely extinguished, and the camp does not seem to show any signs of damage. He seemed to understand something. Finally he fell to the ground on his back, and his eyes were dark and he lost his mind.

This time, it was the mercenaries' turn to fire rockets in unison, and the sand thieves not only lost the command of the leader, but also ...... A huge whirlpool of sand slowly swirling towards the center enveloped them all, the quicksand trapped the horses' legs, even if they abandoned the horses, the movement would become extremely unsmooth, the sand thieves struggled to climb out of this quicksand whirlpool, but there were countless small sand nests in this huge whirlpool that appeared and disappeared from time to time, and people kept screaming to be swallowed by the sand flow.

Worse...... There are also countless plant vines that emerge from the sand below, clinging to horses or human bodies and growing upwards until they finally entangle people and horses to death. The hands and feet could not move at all, and the hands could not be pulled at all, and even with the saber it would take a lot of effort to cut one, and in this time, I don't know how many new vines have grown.

The sand thieves, who had thought that they had planned to win smoothly, were now completely panicked, two waves of arrows rained down, screams began to rise one after another, and the sand thieves at the edge of the vortex were also killed by archers and fighters rushing up first. The quicksand traps and swarm entanglements laid for the sand thieves came in handy, and the sand thieves who entered the urn plunged headlong into the land of death.

On the edge of the whirlpool, a sand thief finally got out of the gap between the quicksand and vines with great effort, and thought that he had just gotten up and ran two steps to escape, but he was suddenly hit the forehead, and he fell to the ground with stars in his eyes, and when he finally came back to his senses, he unexpectedly saw a group of women...... To be precise, it was a group of very young little girls standing in front of them.

Suzanne picked up the sand thief, tied his arms behind her back, and touched the dagger from his body, and then pressed him to her knees in front of the little princess. Linya frowned, and with a gloomy face, she pulled out Susanna's dagger and pressed it against the sand thief's throat.

The leader of the sand thieves was actually blown away directly by a black magic arrow from the wizard Heslan, and I am afraid that he is out of breath. Linya was really depressed, that person should have been left to be dealt with by her personally! For this reason, she had already made up her mind to kill people with her own hands, and stealing the spotlight should not be like this!

The original hatred seemed to have suddenly dissipated with the death of the sand thief leader. The dagger was pressed against the thief's throat, and it only took one more centimeter to cut through his throat and end the man's life, but she couldn't do it. Why, why is that? I swore to kill them all with my own hands......

"Tell me, how do you want to die? I can give you a choice. Linya, who was a little hesitant, asked. "Rao...... "......The taste of dying is really uncomfortable, the sand thief has turned pale with fright, trembling all over, and even wetting his crotch, exuding a commotion, Linya quickly covered her nose, crying and laughing.

"Kill, kill him!" Marcriel said through gritted teeth, "These hateful fellows have been plundering in the desert for so many years, killing countless people, and committing heinous crimes! I don't know how many dwarves have died at their hands, and it is not a pity for these beasts to die! Sister Linya, don't hesitate, let's do it!"

Of course, Linya also knew that these guys were indignant and heaven and earth would not tolerate it, because she had also seen with her own eyes the heinous crimes committed by these sand thieves. Thinking of the poor villagers in the deserted village, and even the children who had not yet grown up, were thrown into the flame circle one by one by these sand thieves with a sneer, and thought of the cries of those innocent people...... Linya's heart also seemed to be dripping blood. What is good and what is evil? She had 10,000 reasons to chop him with a sword right now to vent her hatred...... But the last shred of reason told her to calm down......

After thinking for a long time, Linya finally raised her head, and said with a solemn and serious face, "Sister Marcel, I hate these guys as much as you do, and I want to kill them with a sword, and even skinning and cutting my heart is enough to calm my anger - but we can't do that. Even though we know that they have done all the bad things and deserve death, we are civilized people with reason, law, and bottom line.

We can't kill captives at will, even though there is no point in talking about morality with such people. But they can kill and do all kinds of evil deeds, should we be like them? I think that it is the laws and courts of the kingdom that can decide whether they live or die - whether they are guilty or not, and what punishment they should be imposed, should be finally decided by the courts of New Bella, according to the laws of the kingdom of Abella, with sufficient evidence, do you think?

What is fairness and what is justice? It should not only exist in our hearts, but it should also be visible and tangible. I want to call it procedural justice, where the people and the law make the final decision, far better than our own arbitrariness, don't you think?"

Linya's words stunned everyone around her, and Marclell opened her mouth and didn't say anything for a long time. As for the new term procedural justice, although no one had heard of it, it seemed that she had a good point, and she was very responsible for the elimination of these sand thieves, so that no one deliberately objected to her proposal. Suzanne has a different idea, she doesn't understand procedural justice or anything, but didn't she really say this because she couldn't do it to kill people herself?

The turning point of a battle is decided in a split second, and all that's left is to clean up the battlefield and the like. The stubborn sand thieves encounter these dwarves who hate them to the core, of course, there is only one way to die, and the rest can only raise their hands, hoping to live at least a few more days.

Speaking of quicksand, Linya didn't know anything about slowness and other spells before, so she used the simplest and crudest method: bury the earth magic ball under the sand layer, and then use the magic power to forcibly urge the sand on the ground to vortex in the direction where the magic ball is located, so as to produce a quicksand effect. The idea of a whim, unexpectedly, received a miraculous effect, and almost all of the horse team of the sand thieves were trapped in it, completely losing their mobility.

Now there was a big gain, that is, the sand horses trapped by the quicksand, most of them were still alive, there were more than seventy of them, which was a lot of money, and Captain Satyra immediately ran to say that he and several other key men had already negotiated that after disposing of these horses in the future, he would give her a third of the income as an additional reward. In this case, of course, I will not refuse the money sent to my door.

As for the sand thieves, about half of them were still alive, and the mercenaries were busy for more than half an hour before tying them all up and arranging a few barracks to hold them up. As for the sand thieves who had died in battle, they were also temporarily placed outside the camp at Linya's request, and were arranged in several long columns. Linya said that no matter how evil these people were in their lives, everything is over when they die, and we can't abandon or abuse their bodies to vent our anger, and what should be buried should still be buried. Captain Satyra did so again, and now it suddenly seemed to him that the little magician seemed to be the actual leader of the group.

"Lord Linya, that's him. We found a few sand thieves to make sure, and he was the leader of the sand thieves. Kinrik nodded and said to Linya. Linya nodded, and was about to walk a little closer, when Mimiyuria, an elven ranger beside her, suddenly reached out and grabbed her. "Wait......"

Before she could finish her words, the corpse of the sand thief leader who was laid out on the ground suddenly jumped up from the ground, and swung a short sword in his hand to make a sword light. Everyone exclaimed, and Suzanne had hurriedly blocked the little princess behind her. Thankfully, however, the target of the sand thief leader was not Linya, but the closer wizard Hislan.

The night was hazy, and the incident was sudden, and before the wizard could figure out what was going on, the short sword of the leader of the sand thieves had pierced through Heslan's left abdomen. Satyra screamed, swung his sledgehammer and rushed forward, knocking the leader of the sand thieves over with all his might.

Heslan's fireball technique was finally completed, and a ball of flame flew out of his hand and shot at the leader of the sand thieves, setting him on fire all over his body, and instantly burned into a fire man. Then he groaned in pain and fell to the ground.

"Ignorant mortals, do you think that this little spell can hurt me with immortality?" Surprisingly, the leader of the sand thieves who had previously risen from the dead did not fall in the flames of magic, but instead roared in anger. He picked up another scimitar from the ground and was about to charge at Satila.

Captain Satyra was a little weaker in horror, and his momentum was much inferior. After three rounds, Satila had already received two stabs in the body, and his hammer blow seemed to have no effect on the fiery leader of the sand thieves.

"Die!" the leader of the sand thieves shouted and raised his saber to chop down, but his rampant did not last, the orc warrior Hamito rushed forward, and the giant sword fell like thunder, cutting the saber in one fell slash, and then continued to fall with an unstoppable momentum, from the shoulder to the foot of the sand thief leader, and finally chopped the whole body in half.