Section 8 Misunderstanding!The Mithril Four

In addition to the guards in charge of the night vigil, Chen Jinyang and the others, who did not notice that the elf girl was lost, were about to fall asleep, when suddenly a miserable scream pierced the night sky, and everyone who was awakened hurriedly grabbed the weapons around them and ran out of the tent.

Chen Jinyang and Phinea also woke up at the same time, he got up and said to the eager giantess, "Phinea, you stay here and take care of Alos and Mi Sha'er!" He turned his head and ordered the two little fellows who were also awakened to order: "Stay here! Don't run around! I'll go out and have a look!"

Gosa was holding a sword and asked the guards of the night watch, "Dillo, what's going on?"

The guard Di Luo shook his head nervously and said, "I don't know! It's too dark outside to see clearly! I only heard a scream! There should be something nearby!"

Faced with an unknown situation, Gosa showed the old experience of a mercenary leader who had been in the mix for many years, and while he picked up his shield, he ordered his subordinates in an orderly voice: "Oron, light the torch and prepare to throw it out! Mogrem!Jadel!Prepare the shield!The others watch the surroundings!Alafil!Bow and arrow preparation!Arafil!Arafil?"No one answered, the elf girl was not here, everyone's hearts sank, the elf had an accident.

The mercenaries stared nervously at the darkness outside the carriage, Oron grabbed the lit torch and threw it into the distance, through the light of the torch, three black figures, one tall and two short, appeared in front of the carriage, one tall and two short figures appeared in front of the carriage, one of the tall figures was carrying a war hammer and wanted to step into the carriage wall, Gotha and two other mercenaries rushed towards the people with swords and shields, trying to stop the uninvited guests outside. In the face of the siege of the three people, the tall figure only waved the war hammer with one hand, blocking the momentum of Gosar and the others, and then smashed the three mercenaries with shields with a hammer one by one, leaving only Oron holding a few torches and stunned in place, and the four guards who had not healed were even more like decorations.

Chen Jinyang, who was about to take a look at the fighting methods of Gosa and the others, was stunned for a moment, these mercenaries are too vegetable! He had to rush over in a few strides to block the "enemy" who had already entered the camp, and the still strong bonfire allowed him to see the opponent in front of him clearly, almost as tall as him, with long hair of unknown color, and wearing a coat of animal skin, this is a very strong man, Chen Jinyang had such a thought in his heart inexplicably.

The side of the body let the war hammer come over, and the body quickly approached the opponent's body, the handle of the war hammer was too long, once it was close to the body, it was difficult to play, and the hammer bearer who was approached by Chen Jinyang had a free hand and wanted to catch him, the unarmed Chen Jinyang made this guy careless, how could he not imagine that Chen Jinyang was empty-handed than when he was holding a weapon. Chen Jinyang only grabbed the open fingers on the opposite side with one hand, and gently pulled it back, and this sturdy guy had to kneel on the ground in pain, seeing that this guy didn't mean to kill when he attacked just now, so he didn't kill him, and the elf was gone, and he was going to capture the people first.

When Chen Jinyang was about to knock the other party unconscious, suddenly the pores on his face were numb, and a cold chill came to his face, the sense of the martial arts master was extremely keen, especially in the dark energy stage, the pores were particularly sensitive, he didn't want to turn his head short in an instant, a fierce and vicious wind swept the tips of his hair, but it was a plate tomahawk that was thrown vigorously, if it weren't for Chen Jinyang's keen sense of listening to Jin Xiaocheng, and the instinct of his body flashed, another person would have been struck in the face and died.

"Let go of my boy!" shouted angrily, a short, stout figure in heavy armor and a helmet with a broken horn on his head rushed out of the darkness. Seeing the other party's ruthless methods, Chen Jinyang's heart suddenly became murderous, and the strong man kneeling at his feet forcibly endured the pain and shouted "Tampass!" in a low voice, and even wanted to stand up despite the sharp pain that his finger was about to break. With the help of the change in the strength of the finger contact, he immediately discovered the intention of the strong man, Chen Jinyang swept his side neck with a single palm and knocked him unconscious, and then sank his waist and side horse and threw a foot towards the heavily armored short warrior who was charging.

Seeing Chen Jinyang's kick, the heavy-armored dwarf of his companion who fell to the ground and didn't know his life and death didn't dodge or dodge, and clenched the steel shield with both hands and collided directly. Chen Jinyang, who didn't put the dwarf in his eyes, didn't expect the other party's momentum to be so great, he stood unsteadily under his feet, took a few steps back, kicked the opponent's left foot and hurt to the bone, and could only dot the ground, and it was difficult to support the force for a while. The short man who was kicked was even more miserable, his hands that were shattered by the dark power smashed the convex and broken steel shield and hit his chest, and with a muffled snort, the whole person flew back upside down, and Chen Jinyang, who was independent on one leg, could not do anything for a while, so he could only stay in place and wait for the enemy's reaction.

The whole process was just tea time, neither side was making further tests, and the camp was instantly quiet, only the painful curses of the dwarf who was kicked by Chen Jinyang. The mercenaries who were smashed out stood up with difficulty, dropped their smashed and deformed shields, and stood beside Chen Jinyang with long swords in hand to guard against the enemy's attack again, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

It didn't take long for the confrontation to be broken, and a figure wrapped in a cloak walked into the camp with another petite figure in its arms. "Arafil!" the mercenaries exclaimed, looking at the elven girl who was being held, "Who are you? The visitor was visibly stunned when he saw the child in the camp, and then put down the elf girl and lifted the cloak covering her head, while a bloated dwarf walked in with another wounded heavy warrior.

"Drow, evil elf!" The black-skinned and white-haired, sharp-eared faces under the cloak terrified the already nervous mercenaries even more, and their eyes were even more wicked like burning purple flames, full of complicated pain and confusion, and the wounded dwarf kept shouting: "Damn! he killed the boy! he killed my boy!" Drow! kill them! damn it! poor boy! kill them! Triste! avenge Wofgar!" The screams of the wounded dwarf terrified the mercenaries even more, and they all clenched their weapons and aimed them at the drow elves. At this moment, the elf girl who had passed out came to her senses, and she raised her somewhat confused head just in time to see the dark elf standing beside her, "Ahh

At this time, Chen Jinyang had already understood that this conflict was actually a misunderstanding, the other party didn't want to hurt people at first, but the hammer bearer was restrained by him, and the dwarf saved people's hearts and cut off the killer, and now he thought that the strong man was killed by him. The Drow Elf struggled with his hands on the hilt of his sword, wanting to avenge his companion but not wanting to hurt the innocent, this was a misunderstanding after all.

Chen Jinyang sensed Zhuo'er's contradiction, there was no major damage on his side, it was just a misunderstanding, and he didn't want to have another branch because his left foot was injured, so he raised his voice to stop the restless mercenaries around him and the dark elves who wanted to draw their swords several times: "Wait a minute! Your companion is not dead!

The drow elf was stunned when he heard this, and the bloated dwarf threw away the injured dwarf and ran to the unconscious strong man lying down, and the injured dwarf who was cursing incessantly stood on the ground with a "bang", and his broken hands hit the ground in severe pain, and he screamed and cursed: "Damn it, I will kill you!

The bloated short man, known as the "Glutton", ran to the strong man's side, turned over his body, put his short fat fingers on the nostrils of the strong man, and leaned over his chest to listen to the heartbeat, and the Gluttony jumped up and shouted, "The boy is still alive!" and he scratched his curly hair.

Hearing the ghost's answer, Drow's eyes lit up, and he immediately relaxed the twin knives in his hand, only the injured dwarf was still moaning and cursing the other dwarf who pushed him to. Chen Jinyang, who was also relieved, found that the mercenaries had not relaxed, and were still nervously guarding against the other party's Zhuoer, he softened and said: "Gosa! It's okay! Go and help Alafil over!" Seeing that the mercenary leader was deaf and still holding his sword on guard, he frowned and said: "It's okay! It's a misunderstanding! Put down the sword!"

"No! that's a drow!"

"What's wrong with the Drow Elves?"

"The Drow Elves are the most evil race in the Dark Lands!The devil in the darkness!Do anything!"

The dwarf glut who was checking on the unconscious Wolfgar with Drow retorted, "No! Trist is different! He's a good drow! He kills all bad guys, never a good guy!"

The heavy-armored dwarf, who was struggling to roll over and lay on his back, cursed and asked, "Trist! What's wrong with Wolfga? Damn! My hand is broken! Devil! Come and help me up!"

Instead of following his commands, the Gluttony and Drow tried to wake Wolfgar, to which Drow Trist replied uncertainly, "I don't know! Wolfgar has been asleep, I'm trying to wake him up!"

Chen Jinyang, who was standing opposite, said quietly: "I have a way to wake him up! Let me come!"

Before Drow could speak, the wounded dwarf was already shouting loudly, "Trist, don't let that damn guy get near Wolfga! oh! Damn! he kicked my bones! He also kicked my shield!" Chen Jinyang's brows furrowed again, he was really a cheap dwarf winter melon.

"Powerful friend, please help wake up Wolfga!" Trist said earnestly as he came to Chen Jinyang's side, but several mercenaries retreated several steps in horror. Chen Jinyang jumped to Wolfga's side with one leg a few times, leaned over and slapped him on the side of his neck a few times, drawing out the blood caused by the dark energy that had hit his body before, and the majestic Wolfga slowly became conscious, shaking his drowsy head and standing up.