"Do you know how Exerod made the bounty hunters chasing him fewer and fewer, and even all the bounty hunters who saw Exerod in the end?" said Ellen with admiration.

"Murderous Liwei?"

"No, no, no, guess. Keep in mind that all bounty hunters were born out of poor civilians. ”

Rolf reported silence.

"It's a reluctance to go after you, Rolf. Alleyn smiled bitterly: "'Uncrowned knight, but knight of knights', he created the Patriot Brotherhood with his own prestige, and then rectified the snow bandits of the entire Vekia in a very short time, becoming the current king of snow thieves. That's the whole story!"

"A living legend. Rolf commented briefly.

"And," Alleyn nodded, then said meaningfully, "he might be in the army far away." ”

Chapter Twenty-Five: The Attack

Eventually, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the distant outlaw assembly disappeared into the snow, and Merlin ordered them to stay under the snow for a while longer before resuming the journey.

The blizzard gradually stopped, and the sun pierced the dark clouds and shone on the white snowfield, which was beautiful. But the mercenaries did not have time to sigh at this, and Merlin, in order to make up for the previous journey, ordered the march to be quickened-"For the sake of the Dinar, if you complain about it, your salary will be halved!

A great man named Sauron once said, "The mind makes the gods, and the dinar makes the mind." "The 'Gateway to the Shire' caravan confirmed this with its actions this afternoon. They crossed the entire Silver Plains. Then pass through the village of Bazek and finally rest in the upper reaches of the good canal north of Seretsk Fort. Now, they were only half a day's way away from Kulau.

The tavern is calling.

It's getting dark. In contrast, the afterglow of the sunset is incomparably brilliant. The frozen surface of the canal is as deep as the stars in the golden afterglow.

Tired mercenaries set up tents and lit bonfires along the river. The gentle breeze blows through and is refreshing. Almost all but a few let their guard down.

But at this time. The unexpected happened.

More than a dozen arrows shot out from under a snow mound not far away, piercing into the newly built camp. With several screams, the three mercenary sentries and two mercenary swordsmen fell forever in a pool of blood.

"Enemy attack!!"

I don't know who yelled. The mercenaries then grabbed their weapons. A second rain of arrows followed, and even if they were prepared, some people were still hit by the arrows, but fortunately none of them hit the vital point.

"Everyone! Hold on here!" Merlin said, holding a half-sword in his right hand. Hold a skin shield on your left. yelled in the middle of the camp. He was now angry not only at the sneak attack of the snow bandits, but also at his own laxity.

James threw away the wooden bowl with an arrow stuck in the center of the bowl in his hand, and wiped the cold sweat from his head with a slight tremble. Then he got under the carriage and looked around, as if looking for something.

The appearance of the third rain of arrows was expected, not only did it not cause any casualties, but also allowed the mercenaries to find out the location of the archers.

"South!" yelled a professional samurai, "those bunnies are in the south!" The crossbowmen invariably pointed their crossbows in the direction the professional samurai was pointing, but in their field of vision. There is only a high snow dune and the river surface of a good canal, and no archers are seen.

"Crossbowmen. Seventy meters to the south!" Merlin raised his half-sword in his hand, the blade of which reflected a golden glow in the sunlight, and then slashed it again. Decisive order: "Throw!!"

The sound of the crossbow machine launching was incessant for a while, and under the snow hills, there were faint screams.

"Hold your bearings!Crossbowmen!Free fire!"

Perhaps knowing that the next bow and arrow will not have much effect, no more arrows will be shot under the snow hills. But at the same time, Merlin's crossbowmen kept firing, but they never heard the screams they expected, and time passed, and the scene froze.

Merlin saw the stalemate of the scene, and yelled at the snow hill in the distance, "Those bastards in the distance!

After a while, there was a response from under the snow mound, "Are you stupid X? If the snow robbers don't attack passers-by, are they going to start a charity?!"

"You can't beat us!, surrender!" Merlin shouted.

"Cast you XX!" Even if it didn't work, a fourth shower of arrows shot from under the snow mound, but all of them were blocked by the shield.

"Infantry, charge!" Merlin no longer wasting time with the bandits under the snow hills, but shouted the order: "Crossbowmen, ten steps forward, free fire, cavalry, stand still!"

The formation changed, with two professional samurai charging forward, mercenary swordsmen behind, and mercenary sentries following their footsteps with spears in hand.

"Brothers, cut them down with me!" came a piercing sound of swords unsheathed from under the snow hills, and then a group of snow robbers with different equipment rushed out from under the snow hills, a total of fifty-two people. The leader is a Wikibian with a one-handed battle axe and a shield. He was the one who had spoken to Merlin just now.

"There are a lot of people, no wonder they dare to attack us. Arenane, the cavalryman on standby, who was watching from afar, sighed, "All the combat units of the 'Road to the Charr' caravan add up to forty-one people, especially the five people who died just now.

"You're not afraid?" asked a young cavalryman with a velvet beard on the corner of his mouth nervously to Ellen.

"You think we can't win?" asked Alleyne rhetorically.

“”

With a loud bang, the two groups collided, and the professional samurai in front of the team was like a bamboo, breaking the wooden shield of the enemy snowfield bandit in one shot. Then, the spears of the mercenary sentries followed pierced their hearts with precision.

Several snowfield bandits, armed with short bows, stood at the back of the battle formation, but they were sniped out by the crossbowmen on the opposite side after only firing an arrow.

While!

Rolf unsheathed the sword that had stabbed forward, and flipped out a dagger in his right hand. It stabbed the sword-wielder in the neck. Pulled out fiercely, leaving only a lifeless corpse. Then a spear stabbed at Rolf from behind the corpse of the snowy bandit, and Rolf was in danger. Throwing away the dagger, he grabbed the spear that stabbed at him, and then pulled a snowfield bandit out of the pile with the spear, and the battle axe in Rolf's right slashed and slashed his head.

The blood spurting from the severed neck stained Rolf's chain mail red, and Rolf threw away the headless corpse he clutched, his face expressionless.

"Hey, kid!" Merlin clenched his hand and half a sword, and said to the bandit leader of the Snow Bandits from afar, "Come to my brother!"

But the bandit leader ignored Merlin. Instead, he stared at the caravan guard in front of him. He dodged the forward stab of the caravan guard, then slammed his sword off with a shield dash. The right hand took the opportunity to slash his throat with a heavy split.

The bandit leader wiped the blood from his face, and then turned to Merlin and made a throat-slitting gesture: "Your Uncle Nophil's axe will let you know what a macho man is!"

A pigtailed snowfield bandit roared and rushed behind Merlin, but was intercepted by a mercenary swordsman.

Nophile yelled. Hold your shield to your chest. Then rushed to Merlin. Seeing this, Merlin rushed to Nophil as well.

Distances are getting shorter. The footsteps of the two stepped on the snow, and the soles of their shoes collided with the snow, playing a strange melody. But just as the two sides were about to clash, Merlin suddenly stopped, raised his left hand, drew a graceful arc in mid-air with his shield, and then threw the shield at Nophil

While!

Nophile was caught off guard and was hit on the head by his shield. However, thanks to the helmet protection, Nophile did not suffer any damage. It's as if Nofil had just come to his senses. Merlin's half-sword was already in front of him.

Sawdust splashes.

At the critical moment, Nofile raised his shield to block the blow. Seeing that the attack was unsuccessful, Merlin jumped back and avoided Nophil's counterattack.

"XX! you dare to me!" Nofile roared.

"It's called tactics, bandits!" Merlin nimbly played a sword flower on Nophil, hoping to confuse Nofeel's sight, but Nofele was not affected by Merlin's sword flower in the slightest, but instead rushed forward, and it was a heavy split.

Boom!

Merlin took his sword in both hands and picked off Nophil's battle axe. Then, taking advantage of the fact that Nophil's tomahawk had no strength left, he slashed out with half a sword in his hand.

Disheveled!

Merlin's attack was once again blocked by Nophil's shield, and Merlin failed to strike a blow and immediately retreated. But Nophile had experience this time, and when Merlin did not gain a firm foothold, he immediately rushed at Merlin with a shield strike, hoping to knock Merlin's hand and half a sword, but Merlin did not eat this set, and when the shield blow was approaching, he kicked Nophel's unprotected lower abdomen.

"I'll rub!" Nofil was knocked to the ground by the sudden kick, and just as he wanted to get up and fight again, a chill in his throat stopped him—it was Merlin's half-sword.

"The battle is over, kid. Tell your lackeys to stop. ”

"you X!" Nophile said stiffly: "Ye would rather die than give in!"

Merlin raised an eyebrow, then exerted a little more force on the sword, and the tip of the sword burst through Nophil's skin, leaking a trail of blood.

"Wait a minute!" Nofil felt the pain in his neck gradually increase, and hurriedly said to Merlin, "I have changed my mind!"

Merlin smiled and remained silent.

"Get the sword out of the way! I'm afraid I'll hurt my sexy Adam's apple!" Nofile said, clenching the battle axe in his hand, staring at the distance between his neck and the tip of the sword.

"Yes, that's it"

Just when Merlin unconsciously relaxed his vigilance, Nophile suddenly burst out and slashed at Merlin's half-sword with a one-handed battle axe like lightning. With the sound of 'dang', Merlin's hand was half a sword was picked off, and Merlin looked at the empty palm and was stunned for a moment. At this moment, Nofil took the opportunity to swing a second axe, and with one axe, he directly cut off one of Merlin's fingers.

"Uhh

Nofile touched his injured neck, laughed and got up, and then taunted Merlin: "Haha!

"Ahh

"No weapons, no more with Ye Lang!" Nophil smiled cruelly, then stepped on Merlin's injured finger, enjoying Merlin's screams.

"Ahhh

Rolf looked at the leader of the caravan he had rescued, and was silent

An army without an axis is bound to lose, all the more so that this is only the army of the Snow Bandits. Most of the snowfield bandits saw no hope of victory and fled. Only a few of the unlucky ones were knocked unconscious, and the rest of the snowy bandits fell into an eternal slumber. However, there were also quite a few casualties among the mercenaries, and the more than 30 combat units were reduced to about 20 people. The men, who were still able to run and breathe, found James from under the carriage, and although they despised him for his behavior, they did not reproach him, but persuaded him to Merlin.

"Ahhh......h