Section 10: Fierce Battle (I)

In response to the laughter of the leader of the camel team, countless watermelon-sized ice balls were thrown out of the snow valley - this thing is transparent, hidden in the wind and snow It is difficult to find it, and when the people of the camel team notice it, they are stunned to find that this dense ice ball is all aimed at the anomaly!

Seeing the puck under the cover of the sky, the two leisurely and powerful Adeptists could no longer maintain their composure, and immediately pulled away and flew back! But there were too many pucks and too much of an area to completely get out of range of their attacks—so the two frantically threw their ability powder, instantly increasing their combat power to the maximum.

"Bang! Bang!" More than a dozen ice balls exploded in the air one after another, shattering into large and small ice slags, and the leader of the camel team behind clenched his fists and was about to applaud, but found that half of the ice balls fell to the ground and bounced up, and the flight trajectory had a strange change!

The Anomalist obviously didn't expect this, no matter how light his posture was, he had to deal with the heavens and the earth at the same time. Immediately, one of the Adepts was hit in the back by the bouncing puck, stumbling and stumbling on the shoulder, and blood spurted into the sky with one mouth - as he moved his gaze, he saw another puck flying head-on, and it had taken up the entire field of vision.

"Peng!", the puck hit him directly in the face!

The puck was crystal clear and would not obstruct the vision, and the sharp-eyed mercenaries could see the pink at the end of the contact surface, as well as the completely deformed facial features. Then, the hapless anomaly was hit by more and more puck pucks, and in full view he looked like a puck made of rag bags, and soon turned into a puddle of strange pink, muddy objects.

There was a dead silence in the snowy valley, and no one believed that what they saw was real. He's a miracle master, and the ability master is actually dead? he was smashed to death by this worthless ice hockey puck? he was smashed into a pulp of flesh by an enemy who didn't even show his face?

"Ahh

"Damn! The Anomalous Master is dead!" The mercenaries collapsed in an instant, the people in front of them cried wolf, and the people behind them dropped their things and began to run away. Several men had already scuffled over the narrow retreat, and even the knights began to retreat.

But none of them left the ability master to come decisively and resolutely, this gentleman silently rushed through the snow valley, and the figure reached the exit in a few circles, and with a rapid wave of both hands, the few mercenaries blocking the front were immediately cut into pieces, and then rushed over regardless of the fact that the high-ranking ability master actually fled first! He is the strongest person, how can he be so shameless!?

"Woo-" sounded, and the horn outside the snow valley sounded again, followed by a deep and calm voice: "The attack begins!"

The sparse feathered arrows became dense again, creating a new round of screaming storm in the snow valley, and the premonition that the opponent's general attack was imminent, and the mercenaries who had lost their fighting spirit could still take care of the battle, and everyone only hated their parents for giving them a pair of legs, and they all tried their best to flee backwards, it didn't matter if the exit was too small, everyone could dig with their hands while crying - of course the snow was soft, and they actually let them expand the exit.

"Let me go first!" a steward shouted from behind, "You bastards, let the leader go!"

Under the majesty, the mercenaries' movements stopped for a moment, but they were immediately awakened by the general attack order from a distance - everyone was born by their mothers, who can control the leader now?

"Squads, three rounds of shooting!" The muffled voice in the distance continued: "Squads, prepare to charge!"

"Kill—whoa, whoa!" The sound of rushing and killing rang out violently, like a mountain and a sea, completely overpowering the sound of wind and snow. On the mercenary side, the farts who escaped from the snow valley and the souls left behind flew out of the sky, and they had completely lost their resistance.

"They're savages, just savages!" There were exceptions, and a loyal and brave commander with some knights turned his head to fight: "They are not our opponents, remember our knightly creed - kill!"

As soon as he finished shouting cruel words, the commander was pierced by the javelins of the savages, and he was as miserable as a mace.

The knights in plate armor did not get a bargain, and a dozen large nets made of rattan were scattered in front of them, all of which were covered in them and turned into rolling gourds - the savages did not bother to clean up these iron pots, and directly attacked the horsemen who had no armor and no shield, and used things like stone axes and short bows and arrows, and there were still twenty or thirty meters in between, and the people here fell down in pieces.

Chief Townsend had already explained that on the premise of safety, the groom was the first target to hunt. Because the grooms were lightly armed and accustomed to the mountain roads, they were the easiest ones to escape—as for the mercenaries and knights, they were to let them escape, and the cold was freezing on the high roads, and they would die on their own if they ran, and they would not have to do it themselves.

"Queue up!" the captain picked up a longbow and ordered to shoot cold arrows: "Forward!"

"Forward!" The tribal warriors subconsciously formed a Chengren wall, put the extra-long spear in front, and marched forward with high spirits, but there was no panic and hesitation when they first went into battle, because the enemy was panicking wherever he was, just kill it casually!

Chief Townsend is right, this kind of downwind battle is really not difficult to fight!

"Don't let those in leather robes run away!" The monkey hurriedly asked his guards to rush up and arrest people: "The chief confessed that he must live!"

Since the beginning of his appearance, the people who gave the order were the captain and the monkey, because Townsend had already gone after the Anomalous Master, and it was not because he was impulsive - no one must know the truth about this place, and the Anomalous Master must be killed, or else he will be in trouble!

But now the only one who is likely to kill him is Townsend himself.

On the snowy peaks covered by clouds and mist, on the difficult and dangerous paths, two figures are galloping.

The person in front is dressed in fine leather armor, and from time to time he will suddenly increase his speed, pulling the person behind him down, and the person in the back is wearing a white camouflage suit, always following at a constant speed, appearing unhurried. And he occasionally shoots an arrow or throws a stone or something, which makes the people in front of him panic for a while.

The person who ran in front was the Anomalist, and the person who chased behind was naturally Townsend. Just such a way, Townsend is not afraid that the other party can escape, even if he runs desperately. He kept a visual distance from the other party, concentrating on consuming the other party's physical strength and will.

Townsend knew that the Anomalous Master was not a samurai, that their physique was not strong, that they had outbursts but could not last, and that as long as they were left in extreme panic, their physical strength would soon be exhausted. He didn't think he could kill the other party with one arrow, in fact, he hadn't practiced shooting yet, it was just telling the other party "I'm catching up again".

Therefore, although the actual distance between the two sides is sometimes close and sometimes far, there has been no change in the fundamental surname......