Mo Yan and Camos were protected by the mercenaries in the middle, listening to the screams coming from behind them, and rushed towards the barracks. However www.biquge.info he didn't run far, and when he turned around and saw the soldiers who were surrounded, Mo Yan's pace slowed down.

These soldiers who took the initiative to break off were undoubtedly noble, but what Mo Yan was thinking about was not any honor.

Mo Yan had already seen the barracks not far away, and it was impeccable and sturdy, both visually and designally. However, the main body of defense has always been people, and even if it is a precipitous castle, in the hands of a group of children, it is only a matter of time before it falls. Without these soldiers who really had combat experience, Mo Yan didn't know how long they would be able to hold out.

I don't know if it's the same as Mo Yan thought, as Mo Yan's speed slowed down, Camos's footsteps also stopped. He turned his head to look at the monsters that pounced, and the expression on his face was far more tangled than Mo Yan's. He knew that if no one took those soldiers, they would be overwhelmed by the fishmen sooner or later.

But he also knew that even if all four of them turned back, it would only be no more than four more corpses outside the barracks. For a moment, he grabbed Mo Yan's shoulders and pulled him back hard. Camos, who understood that there was nothing to do, finally decided to abandon naïve ideas, they were never heroes.

Mo Yanwen, who was grabbed by the shoulder, did not move, he threw away the cleaver full of green blood in his hand, and picked up the long sword that he didn't know about the coward and threw away in the escape. There was no resolute look on his face, as easy as jogging, slowly speeding up towards the rushing tide until he ran quickly.

Camos didn't hold him, or couldn't pull him at all. The force from his arm almost pulled him to the ground, and when he staggered to his feet, Mo Yan was already out of his reach.

"I thought you were a smart man, but you were also a fool?"

Camos looked at the figure, smiled wryly and clenched the sword in his hand, Mo Yan made a decision for him who was hesitant. He glanced at the two men beside him, who had escorted him all the way from his hometown, and no mercenary had ever been so loyal to them. He knew the reason for their loyalty, but he never broke it, and his father at least cared about himself.

"And it's contagious stupidity. ”

Seeing the perseverance in the eyes of the two veterans, without making unnecessary inquiries, Camos danced a beautiful sword flower and rushed towards the strange tide behind Mo Yan.

Both sides were running, and soon they came into contact. The silver sword was like a butter knife, cutting into the dark green cheese, tearing a tiny notch. Camos, who was following behind, was a little dumbfounded, he watched as the fishmen were cut into two pieces, and all the weapons that attacked Mo Yan were all missed.

His gait is not human-like, and some of it looks like he is sliding on the snow, but when he looks closely at each step, he is so down-to-earth that he thinks he is hallucinating. There was nothing fancy about his sword, and slashing horizontally and vertically was the simplest way to use it, taking at least one fishman's life with each blow.

"I really can't see that his strength is so great. ”

In the tavern, the mercenaries' cuties hid in the cellar, looking at the wine glasses in front of them, which had broken into slag. No one could have imagined that this was crushed with one hand. Throw the pieces in the trash and look at the sealed cellar entrance. Thinking that her father and the cook were fighting outside, the girl suddenly felt a little inexplicably relieved, and the battle might be easier if he joined.

"Follow me, and I'll take you away. ”

Mo Yan, who easily carved his way out of the strange tide, came into contact with the soldiers who were surrounded. Looking at these men who were looking at him dumbfounded, he didn't care whether these people could understand what he meant, so he killed them again in the direction he came. Camos, who followed Mo Yan and came in, shouted loudly beside him, and what he said was probably similar to Mo Yan.

The soldiers finally moved, and they were encouraged, squeezing out the last of their physical strength and fighting hard, following behind the black-haired man like a sharp knife, moving in the direction of the barracks.

The fishmen have long since given up chasing and killing others, or their target is already in front of them, and there is no need to continue the pursuit. They surrounded Mo Yan and the others layer by layer, and then attacked without fear of death, and the black-haired man was the primary target of their attack, which greatly reduced the pressure on the others.

"The windows are blocked, and the bowstrings are almost baked. ”

The deputy went to the balcony of the barracks and saw the captain of the garrison, who was deploying his troops. The original retreat turned into a rout, they lost more than a dozen people, and now there are still many soldiers, surrounded outside the barracks, I don't know how many people can break through, and what caused all this is not the sudden poisonous rain.

The poisonous rain created by the fish-man sorcery is actually not very toxic, and it is not even an immediate type. It was the apothecary's shouting that caused an uncontrollable rout, and the townspeople did not have the tenacity of the soldiers, and once they began to panic, they could not control it, and they could only be dragged into a rout.

If it weren't for the spontaneous death of some soldiers, the people who could escape here might not even be able to do a decent defensive battle. The crossbows and bows that were stockpiled in the arsenal were taken out and forcibly dried by fire, which would have caused them to be scrapped directly after the battle, but now there is no need to care about that much.

Some townsfolk who had been hunters had been given a bow or crossbow, as well as a few full quivers. So the archers, who had occupied the attic of the barracks, began to play their part, and some of the arrows rained down into the strange tide, nailing the gurmen to the ground.

"Who's that dark-haired man?"

Mo Yan, who slaughtered in all directions among the fishmen, attracted the attention of the garrison captain. It's not that he has never seen such a beautiful person who can fight, but it is quite rare to be able to hold on for so long without making a mistake and not even have a wound on his body.

"It's said to be an exotic, but I don't know much about anything else. The deputy also saw the brave fellow.

The circle of soldiers cleaned up the fish-men, and finally reached the gate of the barracks, and slaughtered the monsters at the door, and established a semi-circular defense line against the gate, with the wounded inside and those who could still fight on the periphery. The gate, which had been closed, slowly opened with the sound of chains, revealing a gap that could be passed through by one person, and the soldiers rushed in one by one.

When Mo Yan, who was left at the end, also entered the gate, more than a dozen people pushed the gate to close it completely, and several thick wooden bolts were inserted into the door. Some townsfolk with spears with long barbs sticking out of the special opening in the door, and kept piercing outside, and a terrible scream of the fish-people rang out from the door.

Karan's barracks weren't huge, but they were big enough for a few hundred people. The confined square space, the roof is also made of solid stone, and the windows are the size of a castle, and at most a head sticks out, so even the short body of the fish-man cannot squeeze in from anywhere.

And the only entrance to the balcony was already guarded by a large number of people, and a large pile of spears and bows and arrows were enough to hold the narrow entrance.

"Drink this, it can detoxify. ”

A bottle of potion was delivered to Mo Yan. It was a bearded man he didn't know, Mo Yan looked up at the person in front of him, he hadn't seen it in the tavern. However, thinking that the other party should not harm himself, Mo Yan took the medicine he handed over. He looked at Camos, who was also drinking the potion, and made sure that there was nothing wrong with him after drinking, and then opened the cork and drank it all.

"He doesn't understand our language. ”

Returning the empty bottle to the bearded man, Camos looked at Mo Yan in front of him, as if he had only seen him for the first time. In the battle just now, he always wanted to ask Mo Yan, are you so strong, do your parents know or something, but unfortunately the language is not understood. When it was really safe, he didn't know where to start, after all, he had never said that he would not fight.

"I heard he's an exotic, how did he get here. The bearded man casually threw the bottle to the soldiers behind him, and it should be the powerful people in the town who can have such a posture. Camos was a little wary of his inquiry, and he had seen many examples in the city, and he subconsciously noticed something bad.

A stranger from nowhere, and this anomalous fish-man attack. If someone connects these things, then Mo Yan will not have a good time.

"His ship sank nearby, and those who survived were killed by those fishmen, only he swam here alive, ...... yesterday"

Camos glanced at Mo Yan, who was sitting on the wooden barrel nearby, and roughly talked about the origin of Mo Yan. He was as careful as he could with his words, trying his best so that the person in front of him would not think of anything unfavorable. After listening to the description, the bearded man glanced at Mo Yan, who looked indifferent, nodded and left with the soldiers.

"Is that so? Since I don't understand the language, then I won't see him. ”

Staying in the only room that wasn't crowded with townspeople, the garrison captain listened to his deputy's report noncommittally. If he didn't have the slightest association, it was completely impossible. It's just that the brunette is showing a lot of strength, and if there is not enough evidence that he has anything to do with this attack, offending him rashly will only make things worse.

"Look for this person to keep an eye on him, but don't spy on him. Let the people who drink the antidote be divided into three shifts to take turns defending, one on rest, one on standby, and one on guard. If something happens in time, I'll have to rest for a while now. ”

It had been two days of work without closing his eyes, and the garrison captain finally felt tired, and he was too old to withstand too much tossing. After arranging a series of tasks, he waved his hand to let his deputy leave. He didn't take off the armor on his body, just leaned back on the chaise longue and closed his eyes to rest, and the sword was placed where his hand could grasp it.

The sky slowly darkened, and the whole day was spent in panic and blood. The townsfolk looked at the people around them with some blank eyes, many of whom they knew, who were already lying outside and became food for the monsters, and they were hiding in this stone coffin, not knowing when they were going to die.