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On the fourth day, it was easy to get by, and the bandits did not come back. At night, they still take turns on duty, but after having a parrot, it is equivalent to four people in rotation, which is finally a little easier.

Kevin circled around and didn't dare to go far. The so-called vegetable plot is still only in the trial stage, and it is impossible to grow your own vegetables to fill your stomach. But if you eat meat all day long, it is not very good for people, at most it is only a taste adjustment or nutritional regulation.

But Kevin does have plans to stay for a long time, and it may be an exaggeration to say that ten years or eight years is an exaggeration, but ten days and half a month is definitely short. Long-term stationing must have a long-term plan, which is also a helpless move.

On the fifth day, although the rain had stopped, and the ground was full of water, the thieves came to look at it in the morning and tried to wash it once, but it did not last long. Apparently the muddy ground made them very uncomfortable, but it didn't take long for the bandits to retreat on their own.

This fifth day gave Kevin and the three of them a good rest, and the three of them teased and chatted in the cave, Gray felt that if it went on like this, the so-called ten days and half a month would be very fast, right? Kevin was not optimistic, the bandits may be lazy and afraid of trouble, but the mastermind behind the scenes will definitely not wait so long, it is only the calm before the storm at present. If the bandits really can't attack for a long time, Kevin can't rule out whether the mastermind behind the scenes will take action himself?

Taking advantage of the rare respite, Kevin continued to research, flipping through books to find all kinds of feasible methods, and most of the time his brows were deeply locked. Starter and Gray also wanted to help, but to little effect. And Kevin didn't dare to analyze everything to them.

Stadt is better, Gray's psychological quality is really uncomprehensible, once he feels hopeless to collapse in the future, the three of them will collapse in turn, and the three of them can wait for death.

After the fifth day of peace, while standing guard in the night, Kevin saw something squirming on the ground. Kevin knew that this was one of the monsters here, the giant earthworm. It usually comes out for a while after the rain and then dives back underground. This kind of Warcraft basically has no intelligence, it belongs to low-level Warcraft, and generally Warcraft with a little intelligence will not easily approach humans at this time.

Kevin opened his bow and shot an arrow, and a giant earthworm happened to show its head, and it was immediately pierced by the arrow, this slimy and soft earthworm was basically defenseless. But they don't die easily, and like ordinary earthworms, even if they are cut in two, they can still live. And there are almost no pain nerves, and injuries don't matter, which is why Kevin is relieved to.

After this earthworm was hit by an arrow, it was directly fixed on the ground by the arrow, and it subconsciously squirmed but found it very difficult, so it began to directly release its earth-based spells, which shook near the ground. This spell causes a strong vibration within 10 to 20 meters of the circle. But this vibration did little harm to the giant earthworm itself, and its soft exterior could absorb almost all the shocks.

But as long as there are traces of magic, the magic used by Warcraft is more fixed than that of humans, although it will be more powerful at the same level. As long as you memorize the collection point when the magic is used, as long as the other party is stupid and doesn't know how to change, it is inevitable that it will be broken.

Whoosh! The arrow slashed, and the arrow blessed the fighting spirit and pierced into the ground. The earthworm wriggled for a moment, but no spell was released.

Kevin took two steps and drew his sword to cut off the earthworm's head that was exposed to the ground. But the earthworm was still not dead, and the lower half of the earthworm that was hiding in the ground immediately flew away from the ground and fled. Only one head was still shaking and squirming, and a lot of disgusting mucus was coming out.

Later, Starter was awakened, and hurriedly got up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You go on sleeping," Kevin waved his hand, "I'll casually head a low-level demonic beast." ”

"Oh. I was startled in the middle of the night, and I thought the bandits were coming," Staatt breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked again, "What are you doing with these?" If I'm not mistaken, the meat of giant earthworms is not edible. ”

"Yes," Kevin replied, "there are so many earthworms in this earthworm that eating earthworms is basically the same as eating soil." However, the mucus secreted by this earthworm is a good fertilizer and is helpful for growing vegetables. ”

"Growing vegetables again?" Statt glanced at Gray, who was still asleep, "Now that Gray is asleep, tell me the truth, how much time have we been here?"

"Don't be nervous," Kevin smiled, digging out a translucent crystal, "You see, this earthworm still has a dark crystal nucleus in it." It's a little smaller, but it can still be sold for some money. ”

"You think I'm short of the money?" said Stadt disdainfully.

"Don't do that, this crystal nucleus also has some properties, such as being black when exposed to sunlight. Kevin carefully wrapped the dug crystal nucleus, "After grinding into powder, it is still somewhat useful." ”

"What's the use?" Statt was dazed.

Kevin smiled: "You go to sleep, tomorrow is a hard fight, don't ask." ”

Start was helpless, in fact, he hated this kind of half-talking, but there was no way, who made him not a chief.

On the sixth day, as soon as the morning arrived, the bandits had once again assembled at the foot of the hill. The ground was already dry, and the giant earthworms roamed the ground at night, absorbing almost all the moisture on the ground, and there was more than one of them, not to mention the one that Kevin had killed.

"Fight the boss!" shouted below, and the bandits stepped on the mist, chanting the slogan "I am the protagonist", and swung their swords to kill.

Kevin had almost two days off, but the bandits were also rested. It was a physical break for the three Kevins, and a mental break for the bandits, but one thing was the same, that is, both sides were fighting at this time.

There were no tricks, no tricks, because the bandits seemed to find that every time they wanted to play any tricks, Kevin would kick them all down the mountain, and because they didn't want to destroy the catapult, many tactics were inconvenient to use. That's tough, although the tactics are rough, but this is very much in line with the character of the bandits, and it is very much to their appetite.

Swords were drawn and slashed, the traps were useless, and the oil was all gone, but the bandits didn't know it, and they kept their distances to prevent them from being burned. Most of the arrows are consumed, and every day in the middle of the night, Kevin and the three of them will habitually pick up the arrows they shoot, but it is still difficult to avoid the continuous decline of the total amount.

And what's even more troublesome is that this time the front row of bandits is not only enchanted with weapons, but also with armor, which has become significantly harder and more difficult.

What's even more troublesome than this is that this time the bandits only came to more than 200 people, compared to the previous time the entire hillside was full of people, this time there were obviously a lot of people. Gray thought it would be easy this time, but Kevin and Statt were dead-faced.

This is a real wheel battle, the thief is not patient, even if he stands in the back row for half a day, he will lose his fighting spirit, and in the end he will only bring it back to the point. The terrain advantage here decided that it didn't make sense for the bandits to come more, so they simply came with two hundred, and almost changed another batch.

From 8 o'clock to 10 o'clock, the second group arrived, and the first group of 200 people automatically went down the mountain. In the past two hours, Kevin's three failed to kill a single person, and his enchanted armor has made Kevin's sword very difficult, anyway, someone will soon make up for killing the opponent, so he simply focuses on defense.

Start is not a believer, and with his forbidden equipment, he only injured two. Bandits are also human, and although they are a little stupid, they can also learn and improve. After a long time of constantly fighting against Kevin and the three, some people have even fought against Kevin more than once, they will also discuss countermeasures, and they will also try to change their thinking. Progress is two-sided, never one-sided.

From 10 o'clock to 12 o'clock, the morning passed. The second group automatically retreated, and the third group arrived. There is no break in between, and Kevin is not given lunch time. Fighting continuously, it is impossible to even sit down.

I'm glad I was able to take a break for the first two days, but it seems that these are only psychological. The three of them cheered each other up, and at this time they must not say frustrating words, they must come on, and they must persevere. If you want to stick to the goal of ten days and half a month, it seems ethereal, as if you are tired as soon as you say it. Then set a small goal first.

For example, hold out until the evening, because as a rule of thumb, bandits do not attack at night. Hold on until the evening, and the day will pass. If the goal is also too big, then stick to one round, and according to the morning experience, 2 hours they rotate in batches. This rotation means that we are one minute closer to the evening. If the target is too big, keep fighting everyone off.

Every time you fight off someone, tell yourself that you're one step closer to success. In the absence of any other way, the method of spiritual victory is almost the only motivation that can keep you going.

All three are persevering, rotating on time and encouraging each other. Kevin kept telling them that human potential was terrifying, and casually made up the story of someone hanging his girlfriend's hand on a cliff for days and nights in order to save his girlfriend, and repeatedly emphasized that it was true. Encourage everyone to even be able to that person, and we will definitely be able to.

The sword was broken three times, the shield was broken more than a dozen, and fortunately the corpse was collected before to collect some equipment, and there were replacements. Start's forbidden armor also began to gradually become untenable, and one by one it was broken and fell off. No matter how high-end the equipment is, it can't help but smash it in turns.

Kevin coughed twice, and when he touched his hand, he found that he had coughed up blood. This is a serious injury that was once hit by a master of Smitta, and it was already healed, but at this time, when people are at their limit, the old injury begins to gradually recur.

But Kevin didn't say anything, rubbed the blood on his body, and continued to fight. I don't think about old wounds and other things, I just tell myself that my potential is limitless.

From 12 o'clock to 2 o'clock, the fourth group arrived, and the third group began to retreat. Taking advantage of each other's alternation, the three of them got a few minutes of respite, pulled a piece of meat and chewed it a few times, and drank the most saliva.

"The fourth batch, the last batch, come on, everyone!" Kevin began. In fact, no one is sure whether this is the last batch, but at this time everyone chose to believe it.

"Here, there's a little trick," Kevin pointed out, "when you can't hold on, the sword and shield can be changed hands." He holds a sword in his left hand and a shield in his right. Change your posture, change your mood, and the more postures...... The more proud. ”

Starter and Gray grinned at the corners of their mouths, gasped for two more breaths, and laughed. In fact, it is more fatal to change the posture that you are not good at in actual combat, but what else can you do at this time?

Start also encouraged everyone: "Everyone thinks about it, we can support them three rounds of attacks in one position, and we can hold at least three more rounds in another position." Although I don't believe what I said, it has an obvious effect at this time.

"Yes!" Gray said, "Look, three rounds have passed in a blink of an eye, and this last round is definitely just a blink of an eye." ”

"Fight the boss!" shouted the bandit.

Bumping, slashing, blocking, just a few actions. Blood, sweat or mud have long been indistinguishable, the arms are almost weak, and it is almost necessary to rely on the coordination of the left and right hands to lift a shield, and even use the waist to push up, and the whole body can coordinate to block the opponent's blow.

Since the birth of the three Kevins, no matter what kind of training or hard environment, it has not been more difficult than this one. I don't know why I can hold on for so long, and I don't know how long I can last, I just know that I have to hold on. Gray should have been the weakest of the three, but at this point it was all about the same.

Kevin sometimes had to wonder how he could be weaker than Gray when he was fighting, and as for what Gray was thinking, Kevin didn't know. But at this time, Kevin had to admit that Gray had matured, and he was no longer the timid teenager who deliberately smashed his foot in order to escape being a soldier.

Although his strength is weak, he has always fought with everyone and killed the enemy together, and has never flinched half a step. Maybe it's the metamorphosis caused by the battle, or maybe it's the subtle influence of Kevin and Stadt, but no matter what, Kevin is still relieved that he is strong enough to be a key part of it.

At 4 o'clock in the evening, the fifth group of people arrived, and the fourth group was not the last group! When they saw this group of people, Kevin and the three of them were desperate for a moment, and even their brains were blank, and it was a little difficult to accept this fact. Although, this is actually quite normal.

"What are you afraid of?" Kevin was the first to react, shouting in a dry voice, "Let's switch our left and right hands, and we can hold three more rounds!"

"Hehe," the thieves sneered, "they told us to go back to dinner, who wants to fight you again?"

Kevin Three: "......"

"Boy, Lao Tzu told you, we will come back tomorrow to play with you, play you to death. Hahaha!" the bandit waved his hand and left laughing.

Kevin instantly burst into tears, this is not sadness, this is joy! It is the first time in his life that he is so happy to be scolded, and even cries happily.

When many thieves saw it, they immediately ridiculed: "Idiot." "Retarded. ”......

Watching the bandits leave all the way, the three of them felt dizzy, their eyes were dark, and they all fell to the ground, and they couldn't slow down their senses. Looking back at this time, it seems that even I don't remember how to survive these four rounds of attacks, as if at the time of the battle, people have lost their thinking function and memory function.

If you can survive, it comes down to the explosion of potential, the victory of willpower breaking through the limit, or the emergence of miracles. They just know......

"We were wheeled. Kevin told a joke.

And Starter and Gray only shook the ground twice, and they didn't even seem to have the strength to laugh. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.