In the forest, a group of people are speeding through the forest, because there are many people, the footsteps of these people seem messy and noisy. But he didn't stop for a moment, trying to run wildly.

At first glance, there were quite a few people, but there were as many as 200 people.

This group of people was the first batch to seize the opportunity to escape first when the infighting between the two battalions had just begun.

Some distance behind these people, there was also a group of people, also running quickly through the forest.

This group of people was the group that fled after the two battalions began to have large-scale civil unrest. If you look closely, there are as many as three or four hundred people.

For some reason, these escaped mercenaries seem to have one purpose, which is to escape from this forest.

This forest has left them with a nightmarish shadow, and they will not be able to pass away for a long time in their hearts, and they all feel that they can only be safe by escaping from this forest.

Escaping in the unknown direction is absolutely not okay!

So when they saw a snow-capped mountain in the distance, they knew that direction was the end of the forest, and there was hope, even if it was far away, they would not stay for their lives.

Of course, there are also some individuals who are separated from the large army in order to escape for their lives. However, due to the route of the snow-capped mountains in front of them, they all gathered together with the large army in the end.

A ruthless fight, and very few survived by luck. Most of those who can survive are elites, a group of indifferent elites.

Compared to the people behind, the group of people who fled in front was slightly safer, because even if the pursuers caught up, they would fight with the people behind first, which also created more time for them to escape.

Among the mercenaries who escaped before and after, there were a few magicians and priests, and there were a little more priests, and the total number of them was less than a hundred.

At first, it was okay, these magicians were pulled by the swordsmen and ran for a distance, but when they got to the back, the magicians were all left behind, no matter how they howled, these swordsmen in front didn't look back, and still only cared about running for their lives.

Human nature is so realistic, this group of magicians seems to have become a burden to them.

Magicians and clerics are protected at the end of the battle, as they are highly lethal and have a large area of effect.

But even so, among these magicians who came down, in addition to those who fell to their deaths, many of the rest were also killed.

And those who have survived so far, from more than 100 at the beginning, to now there are only a few dozen people left. It is conceivable that these magicians who can survive are not of low level, and they all have at least the level of a five-star great magician or above.

Because of inexperience, this kind of war-level firefight, these magicians can't play their due role, and the range magic is easy to hurt their own people, so they can only use single magic to attack, but this kind of single magic is not very powerful, and for these soul soldiers in the underground world, the effect is not great at all.

Magicians are extremely rare in this era, and the magicians who can enter these medium-sized mercenary groups are only at the level of magicians at most, and there are only a handful. Most of them are still at the level of magicians and great magicians, and magicians of this level are even more frivolous here.

Over time, in this underworld, even if mages are scarce, their importance has diminished to the bottom, and they have lost the value of being protected.

Most of the mercenaries of these mercenary groups have been dispersed, and they are not good men and women, they only care about themselves a lot, and there is no team consciousness when the team is dispersed, and these worthless magicians have become the first objects they abandon.

Of course, there are also a few teams with few casualties, which still retain their own magicians, and the head of the regiment is also there, and the commander understands the importance of unity better than these ordinary members, and is not afraid to slow down and pull the magician to escape together for later use.

Compared to magicians, priests still have some role. In the previous brutal battle, the priest had unleashed an area-of-effect healing spell that saved many swordsmen who had fallen back from their injuries.

Therefore, in the choice of priests and magicians, these swordsmen are of course more willing to take more priests away.

In fact, the reason why this group of people died in this war was not only because they did not understand the enemy, but also because they had no organization, no discipline, and most importantly, no command.

For objective reasons, these selfish people don't think about it at all. Even in the current situation, the reasons for the failure have not been summarized, and they are still ready to abandon some people who are not strong enough to increase some of their own survivability.

This shows how important it is to have a leader and a conductor.

At this time, they didn't seem to know that a search plan against them had quietly spread a net throughout the forest.

Just when the people who fled without their lives were left behind, and rushed forward with all their might.

They were in the air, and the three human figures flew at a constant speed, and they kept looking down on the scene.

The crowd of people below blocked their view because of the dense branches, and they only cared about running for their lives, and no one seemed to notice that anyone above was paying attention to their every move.

These three people in the sky are Liu Wumo and the three who rushed to the rescue.

At this time, Robin and Bai Yu flew to the left and right of Liu Wumo, and Liu Wumo's eyes kept paying attention to the movement below.

In fact, Liu Wumo and Bai Yu, after meeting Robin in the morning, flew forward not long before they found this group of people who had escaped.

Fortunately, seeing that there were constantly single people returning to the team, Liu Wumo was in a good mood, and roughly calculated, there were already five or six hundred people.

"These five or six hundred people should be enough to be their own cannon fodder. Liu Wumo thought shamelessly.

Seeing this situation, although Robin was puzzled, he wanted to ask the guys around him, since he came to save people, why didn't he go down and explain, so that the group of people below had some backbone. But think about it, forget it, the guy around me is not a fool, he is very fine, and he must have his own reasons for doing so.

And Bai Yu on the other side, although he also had the same question, but because he didn't want to be looked down upon by Liu Wumo, he couldn't bear to ask him.

In fact, the reason why Liu Wumo didn't go to explain to the people below was mainly because he was afraid of trouble, because he saw that these people who had escaped were also running in the direction of Snow Mountain, and he didn't have to worry about communicating with them, so he kept secretly observing from above. To put it bluntly, I just want to save time.

However, when Liu Wumo saw that the group of magicians at the back were getting slower and slower and about to leave the team, he felt a little annoyed by the selfishness of these swordsmen.

At the moment, he said angrily: "This group of scum, just throw away their own people and only care about their own lives? A group of selfish guys!"

Liu Wumo, whose horsetail was fluttering in the wind, spoke righteously at this time, and there was a different kind of momentum on his body.

The two of them looked at him with a little surprise on their expressions, and suddenly felt that this kid was full of light, as if he had become the embodiment of justice.

As everyone knows, when he said this, he completely forgot his own purpose of saving this group of people, if his purpose was known by the two, he was afraid that it would be himself who would be scolded as a scumbag.

As he spoke, he frowned, and in his outstretched hand, there was an ancient book in an instant, and he quickly flipped through it.

"There is!" leaning slightly, Liu Wumo's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have found something.