The battlefield was full of the sound of fighting, flesh and blood were flying, dust was flying, the sound of swords and the neighing of war horses and the roar of soldiers were all in one, and the wind carried a strong smell of blood. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

One shook his head and turned to leave the dangerous place, when suddenly he heard someone shouting in the distance: "Catch the man in the cloak!"

Immediately, a ferocious bandit who had come closest to him attacked him with a sharp blade in his hand, his eyes were red, and his mouth was roaring.

Fang Tong hurriedly drew his short knife and used his soul body to analyze the enemy's attack trajectory. The knife fell in his hand, cutting the bandit's tendons, but the other party seemed to be not afraid of death, his eyes were full of blood, and he roared to hug him, so that other accomplices in the distance could kill him!

At this moment, Fang Fang's keen soul body felt a trace of mana fluctuations, which was slightly similar to the magic array aura he usually used.

There must be clues in this, one party silently recited in his heart.

Let go of the power of the soul to explore the surroundings, use the necromancy soul exploration, and soon perceive the existence of a person whose spiritual power far exceeds that of ordinary people. It was this man who ordered the bandits who attacked the convoy to attack him, he was clearly a magician, and he also sensed that the equipment on one side was worth a lot!

Under the control of the magician, each of these thieves became so powerful that they seemed to be able to crack the stone and not be afraid of death. Everyone's strength has skyrocketed, and the mercenaries have been defeated one after another.

"When did these bandits become so strong?" Dali Pill resisted the combined attack of the three bandits on the opposite side, and was shocked to take three steps back, his arm was numb, and then looked at the partners around him, who were also beaten unspeakably, and suddenly sweat beads oozed from his forehead.

The medical division in the team was nervously treating the wounded, and this time the thieves were menacing, and the mercenary group was powerless. Blood Axe Dali Maru's eyes were red, and he was about to shoot out flames, only to see him roar angrily, the muscles on his body were raised, and his coat was torn, and the giant axe in his hand carried a blood-red light, and there were strong flames in the place where it slashed, which even made many bandits feel difficult.

The one-eyed bandit sneered and pulled out the slender Shura knife, the blade with a blood trough, precisely to better tear the wound. "Dali Maru, today is your death, you can get me out of here and go to hell to scream!"

With a bang, I saw the giant axe of red light and the long knife of blue light collide fiercely, and the huge air flow brought up made the people and horses around them stand unsteadily. The bandit leader sneered: "The old guy has some skills, but that's the end of it." I saw that his eyes suddenly turned red, and his killing intent overflowed, as if he was crazy, and he rushed viciously towards Dali Maru.

The sword was smashed, and it was directly slashed on the long handle of the giant axe, and the huge force blasted the Dali Pill directly out, which made the mercenary captain extremely stunned, his throat was sweet, and he spat out blood.

"It's only been a long time, how can you become so strong all of a sudden?"

"Let me go to hell for answers, old fellow!" the bandit leader chattered and laughed, unrelenting, and the sword flashed, and he was ready to take down the head of Darimaru directly. Suddenly, an arrow flew in the distance, piercing the shoulder of the bandit leader, and following the trajectory, it turned out to be the bow in the hand of the coachman Medivan from one side!

The bard, covered in blood and bandages, but with an extremely serious expression, stood on the roof of the carriage, and the arrow had consumed all his strength, but no enemy dared to approach him.

The bandit leader received an arrow on his shoulder but didn't care, he pulled out the arrow casually, shooting out a burst of blood mist, and a cold voice came out: "Yes, you still have some talent under your subordinates, so you can kill it to the fullest." ”

After saying that, he raised his sword and swung it again, and Dali Maru, who fell to the ground, had exhausted his physical strength, was seriously injured, and had no strength to fight again. Just when the old regiment leader closed his eyes and waited for death, he saw that the bandit's face suddenly changed, his eyes were bloodshot, and then he threw away the blade in his hand and held his head in pain, fell off the horse, and finally inexplicably bled and fainted on the ground. Most of the rest of the bandits also fell to the ground.

Dali Maru, who was afraid of fraud, observed for a long time, stood upright with his hand on the handle of the axe, gasped a few times, and roared with all his strength: "Brothers, kill these rabbit cubs for me, come on!"

Then there was a one-sided situation on the battlefield, and the remaining bandits basically did not have much combat power, and the situation of the dragons without a leader made them have no fighting spirit, and soon they all obediently surrendered.

One party wiped the sweat from his forehead and climbed into the carriage just now he directly used undead magic, and at the same time gave dozens of bandits who were manipulated by magicians to fear the undead, and the mind exploded This kind of magic, directly attacked the defenseless magician, and the other party instantly suffered the backlash of his own magic and the magic attack of the other party, and lost consciousness.

Necromancy is exactly like this, as long as you have enough soul attainment, even if you don't have magic power, you can still cast some powerful means, which is why Ocellek is obviously going to die at any time, but in the end he can still cause great damage to one party!

I never expected that such a remote place would encounter a mage who was proficient in spiritual magic, and the other party was still his enemy!

Fortunately, this person was directly smashed by him, so that this mercenary group was not completely wiped out.

Of course, it is impossible for one side to say anything to this group of mercenaries, if I don't get rid of the mages who are secretly making trouble, you will be wiped out......

In this way, the day was spent without danger, and all the wounded were thoroughly examined and treated by the medical doctor at night, but Dari Maru was surprised to hear that one side participated in the battle but was not injured, and all the thieves, including the leader, were captured and imprisoned, and the bandits who fell unconscious for some reason have not yet woken up, but the mercenaries do not care whether they live or die, and continue to be held after making sure they still have a breath.

By the campfire in the middle of the night, the bard finally finished his treatment, picked up a piece of firewood, and went to the carriage. He lifted the curtain, and saw the black-haired man wrapped in a blanket, reading a thick parchment book by the moonlight outside the window.

"Are your injuries alright?" asked Fang as he looked at the book.

"No problem, I can still do it, so don't worry, the head of the regiment just said, our process remains the same, continue to rush tomorrow, and wait until you get to the city to rest well, you have to be patient." The bard lit a small lamp with firewood, and said faintly.

"It's okay, I didn't make any effort today, and I didn't get hurt or anything, so I can't talk about hard work, thank you very much for helping me light the lamp, otherwise I would feel very tired reading even by the moonlight. One put the book from the window to the table, and the warm flame seemed to completely warm the cold air in the room.

"You should rest early, and I will trouble you to catch the car for me tomorrow." ”

"Then I'll take my leave. The bard nodded and was about to get out of the car, when one of them stopped him from behind: handed over a blanket, "It's cold, and you've lost too much blood, take this blanket and cover it first, don't get sick." ”

"Thanks, then I'm leaving. ”

"Hmm. ”

The crescent moon is like a hook, and the night is silent, but occasionally a cold wind sweeps through it, making the wind chimes jingle, and the party attacked by the robbers thinks more deeply about the meaning of living in this world and the cruel reality behind this world. He can't be indifferent to the death of human beings, whether it's normal death or senseless killing, as long as it's the withering of life, it will bring an inexplicable touch to his heart.

Outside the window, there seemed to be the groans of the wounded and the cries of the survivors, and this night taught him how to sleep peacefully, it was better to read a book until dawn, so one party made a pot of tea, and stood up to read at night, and the silhouette under the light was left on the screen window.