If there is really a god of death, then the dark elves have undoubtedly escaped from the hands of the god of death three times, almost without any strength, sitting there can only wait for death, but still alive, I have to say that it is extremely lucky. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The skeletons suddenly all "died" for unknown reasons, but they fell apart without receiving an attack, mostly because of the caster's problem.

There may be a conspiracy, or it may not, he doesn't know anything about necromancy, in the case of information asymmetry, Kevin, as a commander, can only give orders like a gamble, and the tense battle situation does not allow slow observation and analysis, if you win the bet, you will be wise and decisive, and if you lose the bet, you will act recklessly.

"Go back and get the Dark Elves back!" Kevin ordered. Capricious orders on the battlefield are a big no-no, but luckily the squad fights and the teammates trust enough. And if possible, Kevin didn't want the Dark Elves to die.

The contract information came in an instant, and the crow hurriedly caught up with the little spoons, and then asked them to turn back to save the people. Xiao Spoon and Xiao Jiu's quality as assassins was really first-class, and they immediately turned around and went back without complaining when they heard the words. Of course, the female light elf Strina was overjoyed, and before she had time to wipe away her tears, she struggled to get off the male light elf. On the contrary, Waldler was a little hesitant, he was originally holding Strina to run away, why did he turn back so quickly? Could there be a conspiracy?

In just a moment, Xiao Spoon and Xiao Jiu had already flashed back to their original places, and the two of them also saw the skeletons scattered all over the ground, and subconsciously kicked some of the bones away, hoping that it would take some time for them to reorganize. With no stopping, he picked up the dark elf's stretcher and immediately turned around and ran.

On the other side, Kevin, Sain, and Jack are surrounded by gnolls. 30 gnolls are not too difficult to deal with, but just now Kevin commanded the battle over and over again, and it was good to be able to withstand it, and at this time Kevin's spirit returned and began to deal with it with all his strength.

Behind the scenes, Jack saw Kevin's spirit returning, and immediately began to convert spells. Reduces direct damage spells such as Wind Blades, and begins to blow up leaves and other things with a blast of wind, and rolls them directly towards the gnolls' eyes.

Blocking the view is one of the common techniques used in wind spells, and these secondary spells are much less labor-intensive than direct kill spells such as the Wind Blade. Of course, if the opponent's whole body erupts with fighting energy, then these little tricks will be blocked by the fighting energy, and it will be more difficult to block the field of vision, but fortunately, the jackals have no fighting spirit, at least these gnolls in front of them do not.

Although they have greater strength and vitality, they also have quite a lot of weaknesses and low intelligence. Once you hit a few more times and touch the routine, it will be a lot easier.

"Get out!" Kevin saw the moment and knocked the shield away from the person in front of him. On the side, Sain hurriedly followed, and two wind blades slit the throats of the two gnolls. A gap suddenly appeared in the original encirclement.

The three of them immediately rushed out of the gap and converged in the direction of Little Spoon and the others in the distance. Kevin shouted as he retreated: "Everyone be careful, there are still seventy or eighty gnolls coming, don't be careless!"

More than a dozen of the gnolls in front of them have died, and many of the rest have been injured. It stands to reason that the general wild jackal population will choose to retreat if it is damaged to this extent. This is not only to save the race, but it is not worth the loss if it continues to fight, but the group in front of them completely ignores it, and still forcibly pursues Kevin and the three.

They usually fight for their lives unless they have a deep hatred or threaten the safety of their species. It was true that some people talked about the domestication of jackals, so that they could fight like soldiers, but when they could suffer 30% casualties, they would basically flee separately. Not to mention the gnolls, there are very few armies that continue to fight under such casualties.

Now this kind of pursuit scene, and the determined pursuit is not chaotic, it can be said that it is unreasonable. Mind control, hypnotic control, master-servant contract, or do they also know that they have reinforcements coming, so they don't retreat? They can't think too much at the critical moment, and everyone can only retreat while fighting.

The gnoll was faster than Kevin and the others, and although Kevin broke through, he was immediately caught up again. The three of them hurriedly returned to back, forming a triangle to meet the enemy. Most of the remaining gnolls were wounded, but the wounded beasts were sometimes more ferocious, and the three of them were nervous and had to face the enemy again.

Kevin didn't dare to be too optimistic, and hurriedly contacted the crow again, so that after the little spoon settled the dark elves, he would come over to support as soon as possible.

When the little spoon over there learned about it, he handed one end of the stretcher to Waldler, and hurried to this side.

"The second group of gnolls is still about a kilometer away. "The crow sent a message at the same time.

"Take a closer look and see if there's anything special. Kevin asked. For the species of semi-beasts like jackals, the strength and weakness are almost written on the face, and I don't want to be a human race, and the strong man of the holy rank looks like an ordinary old man when he wears tatters. The strong, tall ones with more scars in the gnolls are usually stronger, and vice versa, so you can use this to find the leader and decapitate it directly.

"The leader is stronger," replied the crow, "with three hammer-tipped flails in his hands." ”

Kevin was stunned, remembering that he had also captured one, and it seemed that the flail with three hammer heads did indeed look like a symbol of the leader.

"Inform Little Spoon that she won't use it here, and let her directly kill the leader of the second batch. Kevin changed orders again.

The little spoon was already running this way, and when he heard this, he immediately turned around again. Continuous fierce battles, coupled with days of hurrying, the physical consumption of the little spoon is also very huge, and the speed is obviously a lot slower, at this time it is already a strong support.

The crow in the air keenly noticed this and reported it to Kevin: "Her strength has dropped a lot, and it is a bit difficult to kill the gnoll leader head-on." ”

Kevin frowned, knowing that he had sent too many spoons, and almost all the emergency operations had asked her to come. Even if the assassination of the gnoll leader is successful, if he fails to escape, he will be surrounded by the remaining gnolls. In this way, it is safer to let the little spoon come over and integrate into the system of the three Kevins.

The key is whether Little Spoon has the ability to successfully assassinate and escape? Kevin instantly wanted to ask her directly, but immediately thought of asking her, she must say yes, and asking is in vain. Between the lightning and flint, Kevin gritted his teeth and changed the order: "Call the little spoon back and come with us!"

The crow immediately gave the order, the little spoon: "......"

Even if he is a good Assassin, he will inevitably be dissatisfied in the face of such unpredictable orders. But she still didn't say anything, took a breath, turned around and came again.

Kevin couldn't help it, he really couldn't think too much in a hurry, but fortunately, acquaintances were easy to talk to, and others ordered it like this, and it was estimated that he would be scolded to death.

After a few moments, the small spoon came from the outside. The three of Kevin were all in good spirits: "Hurry up, clean up this batch, the next batch is still five hundred meters away." ”

The four of them joined forces, and the remaining gnolls had no ability to resist, and fell one after another, but until the last gnolls died, none of them retreated. This spirit of not fearing death can be called an iron army.

The four of them rested for a while, the roar in their ears was near, Kevin hurriedly looked around, and then found a random tree to lean onto, occupying a slightly advantageous position, preparing for the second battle.

Kevin is the most familiar with continuous combat, how to regulate himself, how to save physical strength and other sets of experience, all accumulated in actual combat. Although it was really tiring, I knew it and didn't panic. I'm afraid of the necromancers in the shadows.

The roars grew clearer and clearer, and the footsteps grew more and more hurried. With a roar, a gnoll man with three chain-head flails in his hand rushed out first. Kevin stopped talking nonsense and stood in place and stared at the battle.

But unexpectedly, the gnolls actually stopped.

The gnoll leader just glanced at Kevin, then focused his main gaze on the ground, grunting in his mouth. The other gnolls who followed were almost all the same, as if they had no interest in Kevin, and the dead gnolls on the ground mattered.

"What are they doing?" asked the little spoon in a whisper.

"I don't know. Kevin couldn't be sure, but maybe he couldn't fight this battle. At the same time, I was glad that I called back the little spoon, otherwise I would have really assassinated the leader of the other party, I am afraid it would be more troublesome than this.

"Shall we go, then?" Sain suggested, "and we have nothing to do anyway?"

Kevin nodded, gesturing to everyone, and everyone began to slowly retreat. Of course, the gnolls on the other side noticed, and at the same time looked up, Kevin and the others paused, and then continued to retreat.

Suddenly, the gnoll leader took a step forward, and the entire group of jackals followed suit. Kevin and the others were startled and hurriedly stopped, and the gnoll immediately stopped. The two sides stalemate for a moment, Kevin took two more steps back, and the gnoll leader took a step further.

Kevin observed left and right, although they were advancing, they didn't seem to have the intention of surrounding, could it be that there was an ambush behind them?

After a few more moments of stalemate, Kevin tried to move to the left, but the gnoll didn't respond. So he continued to move to the left, and the gnolls seemed to just turn their heads to look at them, still not moving.

Kevin tried to back away again, and the gnolls immediately followed, as if their purpose was to keep their distance from Kevin.

"What do they want to do?" After a few times, Sain became impatient.

As he spoke, a gnoll suddenly rushed out of the opposite array, howled, picked up the chain flail in his hand and hammered it into a corpse on the ground, bang bang, the corpse was hammered out of flesh and blood, and the jackal who hammered the man was still angry.

Kevin and the others couldn't help but glance at each other. Could it be that the two groups of gnolls have a grudge?

Immediately, Kevin began to retreat in stride, and the jackals also followed, but they only stopped when they walked to the corpse, there were howling, angry, hammering corpses, and searching corpses, this scene Kevin and others began to gradually understand.

Even ants will have wars, and of course there will be wars between gnolls, and there will be hatred when there is fighting. It turned out that the second group of gnolls was chasing the first batch of gnolls, which scared Kevin and the others a lot.

Kevin and the others didn't go far, and the gnoll leader was in front of them, keeping an eye on them. Kevin pondered for a moment, and took out the three-hammer flail that had been captured from the spatial ring. It was captured when he first encountered the necromancer, while cleaning up another group of gnolls at the entrance of the cave, and Kevin kept it as a keepsake.

Seeing Kevin take out his new weapon, the gnoll man was also nervous, and the leader had already raised the flail and waved it in place, roaring in his mouth. Like most carnivores proclaim their territory, they drink back from others.

Kevin didn't mind, but walked forward slowly, put away his sword, and took his shield. Turning around and whispering, "The little spoon follows me, and the others stand still." ”

Everyone was at a loss, but they all did it. The little spoon followed Kevin, holding the spear with a nervous face. Kevin looked relaxed and still laughed at a group of barking gnolls.

The distance was getting closer, 10 meters, 5 meters, and the gnoll leader stopped roaring, and the muscles on his body tensed, ready to smash at any moment. Kevin also stopped at 5 meters, smiled, and offered the three-headed flail with both hands.

The gnoll leader's eyes changed, but his muscles tensed. The two sides are still 5 meters away, and they can't hand over yet. You can only take one step forward slowly, two steps......

The other gnolls on the side also gradually quieted down, Kevin walked more and more slowly, every step had to be paused, the distance of 5 meters walked for half a minute, and the small spoon on the side was preoccupied with Kevin's guard, and it was also with her that Kevin dared to get close to the jackal.

The shackle had been handed to him, and the gnoll leader stared at it for a moment, before finally reaching out his left hand to hold the handle of the flail instead. Kevin let go at the right time, the flail sank slightly, and the hammer head shook for a while, making the sound of iron colliding.

The gnoll leader and Kevin glanced at each other, Kevin smiled, the other party had no expression, neither side spoke, and he couldn't understand what he said anyway.

Then, Kevin began to retreat, not daring to turn around for fear that they would not be able to resist the sneak attack, and retreated. The retreat is much faster than the advance, and it will be about 10 meters away in a moment.

Suddenly, the gnoll leader roared again, beckoned Kevin as if he were greeting, and then threw out a small bag.

Kevin caught it and opened it, but it was 50 crystal coins. Imperial currency, according to the general value, one crystal coin is enough to buy 2 chains, which is still a relatively strong kind. Giving 50 directly, is it the other party's generosity, or is the other party's ignorance? In terms of the intelligence of the jackals, it is most likely the latter.

I'm afraid that the problem will not be solved in a while, but no matter what, the battle seems to be over at the moment, and Kevin will also have to merge with the light and dark elves. Hopefully the Dark Elves will be saved.

"Help track down these gnolls," Kevin ordered the crows before leaving, "find their lair." ”

The crow finally couldn't help but protest: "There are still three kobolds over there, I have to take care of it, no matter what?"

Kevin touched his forehead, and could only helplessly: "Anyway, it's better for everyone to get to know the jackal just now, maybe it will be useful in the future." ”

Sain had already analyzed on the side: "The jackal gives you money, which means that it has the concept of trading. They also don't have the ability to strike iron, so they can only buy them. Now it gives you crystal coins, which shows that most of the people who usually sell them weapons are also from the Empire. ”

Jack interjected: "Then it's a big profit, a broken chain flail sells for 50 crystal coins." ”

"Not only that," Kevin replied, "but what to eat is also a problem, and the gnolls alone cannot feed such a large group." The Imperial merchants take advantage of their ignorance to inflate prices at will, while the Gnolls can only get their money through constant robbery, and in the end, the Imperial people are robbing, and they don't have to do it themselves. ”

"And what are we going to do?" asked Little Spoon, "to expose them?"

Sain disagreed: "Why don't we go along and grab it? I mean, we can sell them weapons too." ”

Kevin was silent for a moment, then changed the subject: "Let's not talk about this for now, let's go see the dark elves." Necromancers are also a big problem. ”