"That means there are more than forty robbers who attacked you, and it's likely that they were the men of a nearby rival lord?"

After more than half an hour, Jiang Ningyuan, who knew about the same, concluded: "And according to your speculation, the reason why this group of people pretended to be robbers is because they came to loot because of the lack of food this year. ”

The village chief of Kawada nodded sadly, according to what they knew, because of the pest infestation next door, there was almost no harvest, so they could only loot the grain in private.

In fact, it was not only them, but several neighboring villages were also looted, but those villages did not have enough samurai defenses, so not only were they attacked by robbers and took almost all the food, but even killed a lot of villagers.

As the village chief of Kawada alone knew, four villages had already been slaughtered, and hundreds of people had become homeless.

And after getting a positive answer, Jiang Ningyuan couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, what he had thought before was still too shallow.

Originally, I thought that the mission was to repel or kill the bandits, and then take the clues to the back to find the location of the Great Oni Shrine, but now it seems that it is really simple.

If only this small group of bandits is solved, there will be more bandits in the future, and if you don't care about it, you won't be in line with the rules of the mission, because he hasn't really solved the problem of bandits.

And in this way, it means that they want to solve the matter once and for all.

But a lord who manipulates robbers to loot everywhere is obviously much more difficult to deal with.

According to the consistent urine nature of the task, as the contact surface expands, the corresponding difficulty will naturally rise, and this small branch of robbers is good to say, and it is estimated that there will be an E-level intensity at most.

But if you directly face the previous lord, you can't keep up what level of existence the other party will have.

However, Ding Potian should be D-level to C-class, but what about after that?

After the lord, there is still the lord of the city!

According to the analysis of the current situation, if it really rises to the category of the city lord, it is not too much for a B-level master to appear, right?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ningyuan's face couldn't help but sink, although he no longer had the previous fear of a strong person of this level, but at this time, he was the only one who entered the space with B-level combat power, and if he really wanted to face it, others might not be able to retreat with all his body.

Even if the other party has a large number of samurai to assist, I'm afraid even he will not be able to get any benefits.

And after seeing Jiang Ningyuan's heavy face, the village chief and Kurosawa Nao on the side couldn't help but sink in their hearts.

In the case that the lord and the city lord don't care, this helper in front of them, who may be descended by the great ghost god, can be regarded as their only reliance.

It's just that just as Jiang Ningyuan was secretly thinking about it, he suddenly heard a burst of killing shouts in his ears, and a large number of shouts for help.

As soon as he heard the sound, he suddenly stood up, and his eyes were looking in the direction of the camp.

At that moment, he hurriedly put on his shoes and rushed out, and his figure quickly disappeared in the darkness, and it only took a dozen seconds to climb over the earthen wall and come to the outside of the camp.

By this time, the entire camp had been lit up by firelight, and the flaming arrows were either stuck in the ground, nailed into the RVs, and even many tents were set ablaze by rockets.

The camp was already in chaos, and the crew members of the field staff kept running towards the village, and more than a dozen samurai were hit and it was difficult to move forward.

On the other side of the camp, thirty or forty figures could be seen in the light of the fire, either armed with sharp weapons or holding torches high, and finally they did not know what they were screaming.

Jiang Ningyuan, who was originally nervous, breathed a sigh of relief directly after coming here, feeling that the cry for help he heard earlier was not from the filming crew or the villagers in the small village.

It's from these vicious bandits......

I saw Su Yingying standing in the camp with a cold face, and there were two brothers Da Wu and Xiao Wu guarding her, and there were already many figures lying under the feet of the three of them.

At the same time, Xu Lin stood in front of the three of them, manipulating the howling wind, and under the wind blades, the bandit who was originally fierce and vicious suddenly fell, and the turf armor on his body could not resist the sharpness of the wind at all.

On the other hand, when the robbers saw such a scene, they were immediately frightened and kept retreating, no matter how angry their leader shouted, and even cut down three or four people, but they could not stop the collapse.

After all, they were originally just farmers who farmed the land, and if they didn't really have nothing to eat, they wouldn't have taken up arms and pretended to be robbers in order for their families to survive.

Therefore, these people, who have no faith and discipline, saw that there was a terrifying existence and waved their hands, and after a lot of people died as soon as the wind blew, they were naturally occupied by fear and scattered in all directions.

It's just that they want to escape, but someone won't let them go.

On the plain a little farther away from the camp, with the help of the moonlight, an afterimage could be seen flying by, and a robber who had broken down and fled for his life died under Zhao Yu's thin sword.

In less than half a minute, the leader and three or four of the nearly forty robbers who attacked were left.

They stood on the flat ground in a daze, looking at the corpses everywhere in front and behind, the smell of blood in the air was constantly stimulating their nerves, and they knew at a glance that these people were only about to collapse.

"Leave a few alive and see if you can get information."

As Jiang Ningyuan said a word, Xu Lin nodded.

I saw that he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and countless wind blades suddenly turned into soft winds, like ropes bound to these robbers, and then they were dragged in front of everyone.

After a few more minutes, Kurosawa arrived with the samurai, and the group looked at the scene in front of them, standing stunned and not knowing what was in their hearts.

In fact, the warriors who stayed here before are okay to say, after all, they clearly saw the scene of Xu Lin and the others from beginning to end, and now they have gradually come back to their senses.

But Nao Kurosawa and the other two samurai had a little difficulty recovering from the scene in front of them.

On the other side, Jiang Ning didn't care about the warriors behind him, he frowned and looked at the corpses all over the ground, and then snapped his fingers, and a flame appeared on his fingertips, and then rose without wind, turning into tongues of fire wrapped around his body.

After thinking about it, it seemed that in order to leave enough weight in the hearts of Kurosawa Nao and the others, the flame dragon pattern on his forehead flashed, and then the flames around him suddenly condensed into a flame dragon several zhang long.

This time, he only used some of his abilities slightly, and did not go all out.

In the next second, as Jiang Ningyuan's thoughts moved, several zhang Yanlong flew out, and a little spark fell where it passed, burning all the corpses all over the ground into ashes.

In just a moment, even the smell of blood in the air seemed to be burned by the Yan Dragon.

After recovering Yanlong, Jiang Ningyuan glanced at the more than twenty stunned warriors behind him, and then walked to Su Yingying and the others in the camp with satisfaction.