De Cos shook his head for a while, and said again and again: "A group of crazy people, but Fap, you still make Ling Xuan feel strange, okay...... Ling Xuan gambled, just bet on Ling Xuan's vision, it seems that you look like the kind of person who can create miracles. ”

"Big brother, haven't you always hated the official family?" Yaxiu said sideways.

"Hehe, Ling Xuan is tired of being a thief, and it's not bad to change the identity of an official family, Ling Xuan thinks that Ling Xuan's Fapu Master won't mind Ling Xuan, an old man who is cheeky, squeezing in. ”

Ling Xuan's mouth opened wide, he really didn't expect that this old thief who had made Ling Xuan suffer enough in Seville was actually willing to join Ling Xuan, and Ling Xuan, who was suspected of being in a dream, stuttered and replied: "Yes, of course it is!"

In this way, in an impromptu drinking party, De Cos joined the ranks of the Wandering Regiment, accompanied by less than a hundred Black Hawk soldiers, and Mirage's calculation deviated at this moment, but for the Wandering Regiment, the grim form did not change at all......

"My lord?" the immature voice, there was only one person in the Wandering Corps who would call Lord Ling Xuan in this voice.

Ling Xuan sat up and rubbed his braincase, which was groggy from hangover, "What's going on, Yanni." ”

"Lord Melchior has an urgent matter. Arni handed over a wet hand towel.

"Oh?" wiped his face, letting the cold feeling penetrate into Ling Xuan's skin, his spirit suddenly improved a lot, and he glanced at the tent, most of the people were still lying on the ground, and Radius was even snoring while holding the wine jar, and only Melchior was able to stay awake in yesterday's banquet.

"Let him in. Ling Xuan nodded to Arni.

"My lord, the flight letter of Landinovia. Lifting the tent, Melchior walked in handed a note.

Ling Xuan unfolded the note, only to see that it read: "The nobles rebelled, gathered in the south, it is estimated that there are two thousand, and Landinovia is in a hurry." The handwriting was very sloppy, and it looked like it was written in a critical situation.

"Elfasil?" Ling Xuan looked at Melchior and said this term, with the strength of the remaining nobles in Landinavia, he would definitely not be able to make up a large number of two thousand.

"Without the funding of the big forces, the timid nobles don't dare to jump out, they should have infiltrated from the Tegunvol, the Elfasils are also a smart tribe, and the benefits to Landinovia are inexhaustible. De Cos's voice, I don't know when he had come to his senses.

"However, the number of people is much higher than that of Brother Russo's bodyguard, and ignoring it will cause a lot of confusion to Brother Russo. Ling Xuan touched his chin.

"yes, anyway, Seville won't be able to take it anytime soon. Decos let out a laugh that woke up the officers in the tent.

"What's going on, Fapp. Magora, shaking her head, asked.

"Ling Xuan is about to retreat from Seville. Ling Xuan replied softly.

"What! Retreat from Seville!" Estim's ear power was greatly underestimated, and the stormy sound immediately swept through the entire camp, and now even the entire corps knew about Ling Xuan's decision, and after a while, the flow of people gathered in front of the big tent.

"Why retreat! ”

"Shall the dead brothers die in vain?"

"Your Excellency, please take back your fate. ”

Ling Xuan looked at the faces covered in mud, how many days and nights he had fought with Ling Xuan, and how many days and nights he had been bleeding blood with outside Seville, was pulled back to hell by Ling Xuan when he was about to reach a heaven full of victories.

"Seville won't run away on its own there, but in Landinovia, the nobles want to take back their rights, not through negotiations, but with the weapons in their hands. Can Ling Xuan sit idly by and let them regain the rights that already belonged to the Landinavians?"

"No!" there were a lot of Landinovian soldiers in the corps, and their voices were especially loud.

"And who thinks they need to stay here?"

"Nope!"

"So what are you waiting for!"

With their knives and guns raised, the soldiers immediately dispersed to their respective camps and packed their bags.

The badi, whose mouth was wide open, said next to Ling Xuan after a long time, "Now Ling Xuan knows why President Xie Ni chose you." ”

July 22nd

The wandering regiment left Seville, where they had been fighting for dozens of days, and behind Ling Xuan, there was the unbridled laughter of the thieves, and disgusting yellow turbid liquid spilled down from the city.

"Speed. Ling Xuan looked back at the ugliness of the thieves who pulled open their crotches, and frowned, "Teach them, even thieves have to talk about etiquette." ”

He quickly nodded, trotted all the way to the stone bridge in Seville, and drew his arrow under the gaze of hundreds of thieves, and did not see clearly the moment he pulled the string, only to hear a scream, one thief fell back into the city wall with his lower body, blinked, and another scream rang out. In a moment, the thieves at the head of the city panicked back behind the battlement wall, and scattered arrows flew in.

I saw the arrows that quickly raised their eyebrows and did not say a word, and the arrows came out one after another, and several figures disappeared on the city wall, and the thieves' archers were no longer silent.

"Arrow of the Wind".

The name spread from the walls of Seville to every part of the continent, and was able to calmly shoot seven of them in front of hundreds of thieves, a kind of shooter that can only be described as terrifying.

"Ling Xuan will be back!" Ling Xuan shouted loudly, holding his scimitar aloft.

The soldiers walking on the avenue raised their weapons in unison, and a wave-like voice swept across the entire Sevia: "Ling Xuan will come back!"

Ba Di's mouth was not closed in surprise on this day, and later he wrote the "Wandering Chronicles", which historians used to study the history of the Wandering Corps, and the first chapter of its opening chapter reads: "...... Under the city of Sevia, Ling Xuan learned of the reality that Fapu and his wandering regiment had the ability to fulfill the agreement with Ling Xuan and the Taranvino people......"

"But it's a shame to leave like this. Decos said suddenly.

"Oh, Decos, what do you have in mind?" Ling Xuan turned his head and looked at Decos with a wicked smile on his face.

"Thieves are well-known anti-experts in the nest, once the wandering corps is withdrawn, the thieves without external pressure don't know what will become, if they are left alone, it will cause a lot of confusion, and this time is a good opportunity to absorb the strength of the fighting force. Decos scratched at his loose hair and let out the same exclamation.

Ling Xuan stared at him for a while, and sighed, the ancestor of this family must be some kind of animal, but leaving like this is too cheap for thieves, in order to be able to easily get back Sevia in the future, no matter how you say it now, you have to leave a little trouble for the enemy.

"And what do you mean?"

"The matter of the thieves is still up to Ling Xuan's thieves to solve by themselves. Decos's eyes drifted to one of the people next to him.

Yaxiu patted his chest and said he had no opinion.

Ling Xuan nodded: "Yaxiu, take away your original partner, Ling Xuan will give you another squadron, and Sevia will entrust it to you." ”

"Got it. ”

"Your Excellency. Melchior looked at the departing Yaxiu and frowned: "The enemy also has two thousand people, and rashly dividing a few hundred soldiers out will not be beneficial to the battle behind." ”

"Don't worry, there's nothing to worry about dealing with those improvised aristocratic armies. Smiling at the incompetent nobles, Ling Xuan looked in the direction of Landinovia, Brother Rusu must not have anything happen.

The weather in July was unusually hot and muggy, and even more muddy roads, as the northern land looked like when the rainy season came, because too much energy was expended on the road, and deserters constantly appeared on the road, and the soldiers that Sherkehard had worked so hard to find from the villages near Seville slipped away too much at once.

"Hell, this way the Lingxuan of Rantinovia will have no combat power before they arrive. Magula scolded, his brigade had the most serious non-combat attrition, except for a dozen fighters of the original Yellow Tiger, they were almost gone.

"Are you withholding too much military rations? Shirk frowned, glancing up and down at Magora, there were no deserters from his squad of servants, Rheath's berserker brigade, or Garan's dragon lance brigade.

"Phew, Ling Xuan is also a warrior of the Semitic race, would Ling Xuan do such an unreasonable thing?" Magura spat and shouted loudly.

"It's not too good to go on like this. Ling Xuan turned his head and said to Melchior.

Melchior nodded and said, "Yes, now there is a thought in the army that 'why should you work for others to restore the country, and it is not Ling Xuan's death', if this continues, it will be a great blow to Ling Xuan's combat effectiveness." ”

"Simply, Ling Xuan and the others are pulling strong Ding along the way. Rhettus said loudly.

"Good idea!" Magula snapped her thigh in response, "and then you can see more people disappear into the ranks of Ling Xuan's army." ”

"You?"

"It's an idea to recruit on the list. Ling Xuan stopped the next outburst, "It's just that the rhetoric needs to be changed." ”

The eyes of the officers next to him all drifted towards Ling Xuan, Ling Xuan was embarrassed for a while, and it took a long time before he said such a sentence: "It's better to say this: whether you are a slave, a pariah or a commoner, if you want to say goodbye to life in the mud, the Wandering Corps can provide you with this opportunity, and your fate is in your own hands." ”

There was silence, and it took a long time for Decos to exhale: "Ling Xuan only now understands why so many fools would follow you to death, you are a natural demagogue." It's just that even if there are some stupid people who are willing to join Ling Xuan, do you think you can keep those people with the current situation? ”

Ling Xuan sighed and said, "So after Ling Xuan returned to Landinovia, he hoped to find a solution, at least a reason for the soldiers to truly dedicate themselves to it." Ling Xuan didn't want someone to rashly choose to die just because of Ling Xuan's words, then Ling Xuan would become an executioner who didn't copy the knife. ”

Decos laughed out loud: "Yes, yes, Fap, Ling Xuan is becoming more and more interested in you, maybe you are really the kind of person who can create myths, just like those seven fools thousands of years ago." ”

"You are the only one who can call the 'Seven Heroes' stupid, but the recovery of Yarufasil depends on your help. Ling Xuan nodded.

"Don't worry, how could Ling Xuan let go of such an interesting thing. Decos's eyes flickered, and an indescribable smile appeared on his long lanky face.

"Alright, Magula, you are responsible for posting the recruitment list, and try to post the list to all the nearby villages, hoping that enough people will join Ling Xuan's team. Ling Xuan waved his hand.

"Yes!" Magura saluted and left happily.

"In two days, Ling Xuan's army will be able to enter Landinovia, and then it will be the time for those noble armies to fall into the frieze!" Ling Xuan shouted loudly, and there were bursts of cheers from the soldiers around him, and the faces of the soldiers wielding weapons were filled with excitement.

"I didn't expect to go back so soon, I'm afraid that Brother Rusu would welcome Ling Xuan with surprise. Ling Xuan whispered to himself, I hope he can be safe and sound, and what Ling Xuan has to do is to make sure to drive out the nobles who are doing chaos and cut off the black hand that has reached out from Alfa Sir......

A fast horse sped through the advancing soldiers and rushed into the main formation, the rider dressed in black, revealing only a pair of eyes.

"What's going on?" Ling Xuan grabbed the rope and shouted loudly at the scout who was operating in broad daylight.

The scout hurriedly rolled off his horse, fell to the ground and gasped, "No...... Oh no, Lan ...... Rantinovia is changing!"

Ling Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said, "Camp in place, the officers will hold an emergency military council!"

The makeshift military tent was filled with officers, and a topographical map of Landinovia was spread out directly on the ground, and the scouts recounted what had happened in Landinovia in 1510.

"A few days ago, there was a relatively large war in the south of Landinovia, the noble army and the escort army fought fiercely for two days, Lord Russell commanded less than a thousand soldiers to repel the noble coalition army several times, but the enemy was too many, and had to retreat to Landinovia, almost on the same day, a force mutinied, and the gate of Landinovia was opened before it could even be closed......"

"How is Russo?" Ling Xuan hurriedly asked.

"Rushed out of the city under the desperate escort of Lord Teyas, and now his whereabouts are unknown. ”

"How many enemy forces do you have now?" Melchior added calmly.

"About two thousand people. ”

"Oh—" There was a long sigh, and the officers' faces showed no more than that.

"Let's go down and inform all the scouts on the front line that the first task is to find the escort as soon as possible?? The people who survived. Ling Xuan waved his hand.

"Yes!"

"My lord, is this not the time to be presumptuous, and is it a waste to throw precious scouts into meaningless searches?" Melchior said in a deep voice.

Ling Xuan shook his head and said, "If it's just for victory, isn't Ling Xuan too utilitarian, this order was issued by Ling Xuan, and Ling Xuan is solely responsible for all the consequences." ”

"Yes, sir. Melchior said no more.

"De Cos, what do you think Ling Xuan should do with those noble troops?" Ling Xuan turned his head and said to the original thief who was sitting alone in a corner, and everyone's eyes suddenly fell on the guy who was still leisurely drinking tea.

After putting down the teacup at a speed that was so slow that he could almost count every movement, De Cos walked to the map: "The noble army is probably cowering in Landinovia now, and seeing that Ling Xuan has a combat strength of five thousand people here, with their character, they will never take the initiative to engage in battle. The first thing to do now was to get the non-combatants to leave immediately, including the three thousand Salas and the Landinovian arms merchants, and escort them to the mouth of the 'corridor' by the infantry and pikemen, who had already lost most of their numbers, so that the strength of Ling Xuan's army would drop to less than two thousand. ”

The officers were in a fog, and Ling Xuan had to say, "With Ling Xuan's current military strength, isn't it just right to besiege Landinovia?"

De Cos smiled: "How much time? a month or two months? ”

Speechless.

"The second thing is to divide the troops, transfer the elite dragon spear brigade, berserker brigade, and cavalry squadron from this team, then Ling Xuan will only have about six hundred people left, and this kind of military strength is enough to make the nobles tempted. ”

"But there's a problem, Ling Xuan's obvious move, and the nobles aren't all pig's heads, won't they know it's a trap?" Tatum asked.

"So Ling Xuan wants to be able to act, first let the spies spread the false news that Ling Xuan's army has been defeated by the Whiton Nore army in Landinovia, and then evacuate in batches, so that the other party can feel that Ling Xuan's army wants to fight to the death with the Whitunor army at the intersection of the 'long corridor', and the rest of the troops are only to spy on Landinovia. In this case, the Salas Sect who had been acting as the main force of Ling Xuan's army would be of great use. ”

"However, the Landinovians can wait until the Whiton Noor Army destroys Ling Xuan. ”

"This is the point, so Ling Xuan also has to add the necessary condiments, that Landinovia nominal heir is not still in Ling Xuan's army, the original intention is nothing more than to divide the nobles, now Ling Xuan can make the other party believe that in order to prevent the two sides from attacking, Ling Xuan has left the Landinovia heir in the guard force as a hostage, if necessary, Ling Xuan can also send envoys to negotiate with them. And Ling Xuan can be sure of one thing, they will definitely secretly dispatch the main force over, if they can rescue the heir, of course, they can claim to be the rescuer, in case it doesn't work, there are many heirs with bloodlines other than several generations, but they don't have a proper name, it is definitely a good thing for those who want to get the position of the Holy Duke of Landinovia. At that time, the elite of the Ling Xuan Army, who secretly lurked near Landinovia, would have a chance. ”

There was a sigh, and only now did the officers really realize: "It should be an honor to have suffered under this guy." ”

"Just do what Dec Cos says, commanders, it's time for you to see how you behave, and it's up to you to do it. Ling Xuan nodded heavily.

"Yes!" the officers saluted in unison.

De Cos has a much better grasp of the battlefield than the average person, and if war were a piece of music, he would probably be an excellent conductor, and no matter the enemy, Ling Xuan would play his own music under his baton.

"But Fap, you're the hardest pianist to control. ”

This is how De Cos commented on Ling Xuan, in his eyes, Ling Xuan is the kind of person who can play his own music independently, just like now.

"Your Excellency, I've gotten the news. Arni took a carrier pigeon and strode in front of Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan took the note tied to the pigeon's feet, and the words were written crookedly: "Noble, go out of the city, tonight, contact." "The handwriting of the four dolls is really not flattering, just these eight words have wasted too much of Ling Xuan's time.

"Shark, speed. Ling Xuan called the only two senior officers who stayed with Ling Xuan.

"Let's go, Ling Xuan and the others retreat there. ”

One hand pointed directly at a small hill behind Ling Xuan, according to the description of the scouts, one side of the hill bag was the Lil River flowing through the entire Landinovian Plain, on one side was a small lake, on the other side was a jungle, and directly in the direction of Landinovia was a flat river, and the enemy's movements could be clearly seen.

"If you can't stop an enemy who is only three times as strong as six hundred troops there, you really deserve to die. These were the words that Magura threw down viciously before leaving.

Ling Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, but tonight's battle still had to be fought carefully, no matter how Ling Xuan's nobles and lords were not all iron puppets who could only put on a show.

"Okay, cut down trees, set traps, and try to make it impregnable by tonight. Ling Xuan shouted loudly.

"Good!" immediately echoed from the soldiers' mouths.

At this time, it was August 3, 1353 in the royal calendar, which happened to be the founding day of Landinovia.

The ability of the servants is well known throughout the continent, and the reason why the El-Fasil army is so strong is not unrelated to the dedication behind the servants, but they are treated no different from slaves in the El-Fasil army.

It was only when they arrived at the Wandering Corps that they had a sense of belonging: "loyalty, bravery" was synonymous with the servants who were later renamed "Yarufasil Guards".

When the two moons appear in the sky, the transformation of the hill bag is also nearing completion.

At the front were rows of spurs, between which were the spurs and the pits, followed by a row of makeshift wooden fences, behind which was a squadron of servants with shields in a straight formation, behind them were archers in three columns, and finally in the grove on the top of the hill was the main force of the servants standing by in a phalanx.

"A thousand enemy troops have already appeared twenty miles away, and they will come into contact with Ling Xuanjun in half an hour. The scouts sent back the message.

"It's a lot less than expected, I'm afraid there's a problem. Ling Xuan touched his chin.

"Your Excellency, you mean?" Arni blinked.

Ling Xuan laughed out loud: "It seems that the other party is also a person who likes to use tricks." Quickly, send the archers out into the jungle, and remember to sprinkle them with oil. ”

Nodding his head quickly, this person who liked to talk the most in the wandering regiment had always acted as a guardian, and after a while, a small group of archers left the team and disappeared into the maple forest on the right.

At this moment, the white armor of the Landinovian Army began to jump out of the sky.

"Do you have to wear such a dazzling costume at night?" Arni didn't understand the idea of self-proclaimed guardians of the Orthodox Knighthood, where proper clothing might be more important than war.

Ling Xuan smiled: "Isn't it very good? it just happens to be a target for them, and even the torch can be dispensed with." ”

The young Hu Cong grabbed his hair and smiled innocently.

"Raise your shield!" said Schark's voice, and a squadron of servants at the front raised his shield and slowly walked to the wooden fence.

There was a loud "coax", and the servants knelt there in unison, and the archers behind them put their arrows on the bowstring.

With the illumination of the moonlight, coupled with the white armor worn by the enemy, Ling Xuan could clearly observe the opponent's every move.

On the flanks were cavalry, and in the middle were infantry in a phalanx, advancing to a drumbeat beat, and this kind of continent-wide rotten formation only showed that the commander of the opposing side here was a decent man.

"Headache character. Ling Xuan said secretly, fighting with this kind of person, losses are inevitable.

Charging slowly with an infantry phalanx, although it may cause a lot of casualties under the blow of the archers, can avoid the risk of using cavalry charges, and the commander of the opposing side probably thinks so, and does the same.

The first formation that crossed Ling Xuan's eyes was the infantry team, a neat phalanx, holding a shield high, stepping on the hill step by step.

"Three-stage combo!" Ling Xuan waved his hand, this was the method that General Lambis had come up with to deal with the infantry phalanx before, dividing the archers into three waves and shooting arrows in turn, so that after the third column of bows and arrows was shot, the first column of archers just completed the trilogy of "taking arrows, setting arrows, and shooting arrows".

"This will rain down arrows on the enemy's head, and the enemy troops who are under the pressure of continuous casualties will probably fluctuate strangely. "This is the general's final addition, I can't imagine that Ling Xuan will verify the general's idea today.

However, it now seems that these aristocratic armies have much greater nerves than ordinary troops.

Hit the arrow, fall, leave a gap, fill in, hit the arrow again...... When the corpses of the enemy soldiers who rolled down the mountain were piled up thickly at the foot of the mountain, the enemy's infantry phalanx still slowly but vigorously advanced to the top of the mountain step by step, and the opponent's formation did not show a single flaw from beginning to end.

"Mental warfare. Ling Xuan sighed, now it was the soldiers of Ling Xuan's army who were affected, and the servant team on the front line was a little fluctuating.

"What's the panic, when the other party rushes up, Ling Xuan will kill again!" Schark's voice immediately sounded, and the Elfasil, who had a good set of rules for his subordinates, had a calming effect at this time.

Ling Xuan nodded, his eyes swept to the jungle to the right of Ling Xuan's side, where a thin layer of water vapor was enveloped, and if the other party wanted to attack, it would probably wait until the infantry team and Ling Xuan were scuffling together.

The most likely surprise attack should be the light cavalry, and hopefully the archers deployed there will not give them any chance.

In the blink of an eye, the opposing infantry had reached the halfway point of the mountain, and the various traps along the way disappeared without a trace as if they had been plowed over, and soon began to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

"The rear of the servants move forward!"

Ling Xuan looked directly at the other party, under the shiny white armor were numb faces, in their eyes Ling Xuan could not see a trace of brilliance, a strange feeling suddenly came to his heart.

It's not that Ling Xuan looks down on people, the nobles of Landinovia who cherish their lives are not such brave warriors, and the troops here are ten percent likely to be Al Fasil's soldiers, of course, they should be "mercenaries" in name, compared to those motley aristocratic armies that are improvised patchwork, these guys are the real headaches.

"Knock-" The sound of the sword smashing against the shield pulled Ling Xuan back to reality, the servant team had already exchanged hands with the enemy, and the troops on the front line were swept into the turbidity current.

At the same time as one blade slashed into the opponent's chest, the other blade pierced into the stomach of Ling Xuanfang's soldiers, and the corpses collided with each other for a long time before they fell, stepping on their respective companions, and the remaining soldiers repeated the actions of the martyrs again.

The blood slowly descended the hillside, mixed with the dirt, and the ravaged green grass produced a picture comparable to that of the founding jihad, and each tumbling corpse was rendered stroke after stroke, this is the art of war, drawing with precious lives.

Bearing back his disgust at killing, Ling Xuan still issued one order after another: "The rear troops spread out to the two wings, and the front troops retreat......"

Under the loud shouts of the heralds, the servants in the front line retreated in an orderly manner, attracting the enemy's phalanx like a sponge, while the rear troops scattered to the two flanks, and soon divided and surrounded the elongated enemy troops.

Screams - when most weapons slash into the same person, the stinging pain coming from all over the body makes it easy to make this sound.

After splashing mist-like blood foam, the enemy's first phalanx was completely annihilated, and the rest of the men retreated down the hill in a rolling manner, regrouping to the loud shouts of the enemy officers.

"Sharke, I'll leave it to you later. Looking at the remaining enemies, Ling Xuan suddenly turned his head away.

Shark was stunned, his puzzled gaze projected on Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan pointed to the maple forest at the foot of the mountain: "Ling Xuan went to see there, and he really didn't feel at ease by letting dozens of soldiers go." ”

"Got it, sir. Nodding his head, Shark had no doubts.

"Speed. Turning to the other commander, Ling Xuan's Wind Clan only patted the quiver on their backs, and their pale green pupils showed all the ready looks.

"My lord, where is Ling Xuan?" Arni raised his head.

Ling Xuan smiled and stroked his soft hair, and said, "Take a good look at the art of Scharke's command, orthodox fighting is his forte." ”

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, Ling Xuan led a hundred or so warriors into the jungle.

The jungle in the north was different from the cold and damp in the south, but in summer, especially in Landinovia, a place known as the country of fog, the water vapor in the jungle still blocked Ling Xuan's vision, and it was almost a quagmire under his feet, and every time he pulled his feet, he would bring out a heavy feeling.

"If I had known this, I would have sent a few soldiers to keep an eye on it. With a slight frustration of misstepping, Ling Xuan muttered to himself, in this kind of place, the cavalry team would not be able to form an impact force at all, even if it was a sneak attack by the infantry, it was estimated that there would be no combat power to speak of when they got out of here.

"My lord, why are your brothers here gone?" A soldier looked around and let out an exclamation, Ling Xuan was just about to talk, and a soft voice fell into Ling Xuan's ears.

"Bu-" An extra feather of arrows appeared on the forehead of the speaker, and after his eyes were wide open, he fell on his back to the sky, losing his life, and almost at the same time, the sound of strings beating echoed densely in the jungle.

"Get down!" shouted, and took the lead in throwing himself down on the foul-smelling mud floor, and at the same time drew a scimitar from his waist, and the soldier who didn't have time to react was shot into a stab in front of Ling Xuan's eyes, and the corpse also fell to the side a moment later, his frightened eyes wide open and not closed.

"Damn!" no matter how much you think about it, you can't imagine that the other party will directly use the archers as the main force of the raid, and the lightly armed archers can naturally easily enter and exit the jungle, and they can't imagine that after the orthodox combat methods, they are still opportunistic in nature.

Rolling effortlessly behind a tree, Ling Xuan calmed his panting chest, and on the other side, he quickly bit a few arrows, and also leaned against the tree, and in the blink of an eye, less than sixty percent of the more than a hundred soldiers were left, and the jungle suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and the sound of killing from the other side of the mountain passed faintly.

The soft sound of "creaking" on the branches.

Quickly turn out of the body, shoot arrows, shoot, cover up.

A short scream sounded, followed by a dense range of retaliatory arrows, which hit the trunk of the tree with a "duh" sound, and taking advantage of this gap, Ling Xuan flashed to the right and rolled into a bush.

The battle between the two sides quickly went into mutual sniping, hiding behind the big trees, leaning in and shooting arrows in the gap, and it didn't matter what the target was, just shoot the arrows into the fog on the opposite side. The short screams represented the casualties of the confrontation, and from time to time someone fell down and joined the ranks of the dead.

In this environment, facing the arrows whistling overhead, Ling Xuan crawled into the opponent's camp, right here, Ling Xuan smelled the smell of fire oil, and the soldiers who were pre-armed didn't have time to ignite it, and they were killed by the opponent's archers.

After reaching out and touching the sticky oil oil, the corners of Ling Xuan's mouth couldn't help but slip a smile, and he took out the fire fold from his arms.

The firelight, from a small point at the beginning to spread into a fire dragon, took less than a cup of tea, and the scorching fire dispelled the mist in an instant, and the panicked enemy soldiers were stupidly exposed to the sniper range of Ling Xuan's archers.

The strings snapped, and the whistling arrows brought out beads of blood, and the corpse was quickly swept into the dragon's mouth.

"Run for your life!" an enemy screamed, stepped over the fire, and fled into the depths of the jungle, choosing whether to be burned or shot, many chose the latter, and the rat scurrying enemy shook everywhere in front of Ling Xuan's eyes, and retreated in embarrassment under the cheer of bows and arrows.

"Ahh

Under the skyrocketing firelight, the desire to fight between the two sides quickly melted like ice and snow in the sun, and the first battle ended like this.

The enemy troops in front lost a squadron, and the enemy soldiers burned alive in the jungle could only be counted as about a squadron of soldiers due to the unrecognizable corpses.

Ling Xuanfang's servant team in front of him suffered more than sixty casualties, and the troops in the jungle also suffered similar casualties, and neither side took advantage of the expected advantage.

However, for the purpose of delaying time, Ling Xuan had already achieved it.

When the black-faced remnants of the enemy army returned to the foot of the mountain, it was already the morning of the next day, and the fire had burned all night, adding a scorching side meal to the already sultry weather, and Ling Xuan couldn't help but stick out his tongue in surprise when he looked at the original jungle to the right.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, it was scorched black, the last wisps of green smoke emerged from the trunk of the tree that had been burned into black charcoal, and a stench of burnt flesh was carried by the wind and rushed into Ling Xuan's nose, which suddenly made Ling Xuan feel like he was vomiting.

He shook his head and said the words: "War." ”

This phrase is enough to express everything now. All the warriors took off their helmets and paid a minute of silence there, for the enemy soldiers burned to death in the jungle were human anyway.

"Dark Crystal. Arni's cheer attracted Ling Xuan's attention, only to see him pick up a black crystal pendant from the ground, using a black crystal pendant as a talisman was really a rare taste.

The servants on the side changed their faces in unison, as if they had seen the devil, and from their mouths, Ling Xuan vaguely heard these words: "...... Dark Crystal ...... Demon...... Purple-robed mage...... Death row group ......"

"Sherok!" Ling Xuan called their commander, and it was better to ask him directly about this kind of thing.

Scharke strode over, staring at the black crystal in Arni's hand for the first time, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide and said, "For...... Why, the purple-robed mage's dark crystal is here?"

"What's strange about this, Ling Xuan also found some outside Sevia. Arni took out a few more black crystal pendants from his arms, and only a half-grown child like Arni was interested in such small things, and the soldiers who were in charge of handling the corpses at that time were probably buried these things with their masters, which can be regarded as a battlefield etiquette.

"What the hell is going on. What Ling Xuan saw from Sherke's face was something bigger.

Shark pursed his lips and said with difficulty: "My lord, I'm afraid Ling Xuan is in big trouble. ”

"Everyone stay on guard, Sharke, you and Ling Xuan come. Ling Xuan shouted, lest the chaos disperse, and led Schark directly to the grove at the top of the mountain.

The scorching sun only left a dappled bright spot in the woods, compared to the heat wave outside, it was a cool world here, but Scharke's forehead was covered with sweat, and Ling Xuan could even feel the color of fear in his eyes.

"My lord, don't you know, during the Fifty Years' War, in order to compete for the important chamber of commerce city of Taranvino at the junction with Yarufasil, and the Jinshan 'Arden' at the junction with Wyton Noor, the Elfasil army fought on two sides, and with the Rainbow Knights' more than 60,000 combat power, how could it compete with the nearly 200,000 combat power of the two countries?"

"Therefore, in the year 1212 of the royal calendar, at the initiative of the then Secretary of State Posta de Falar, the 'Death Row Prisoners' was established. Using the magic power that still exists in the purple-robed mage, he mentally controlled the prisoners who were originally sentenced to death, organized a force that was not afraid of death, and was in the limelight in the battle with the Wyton Noll Army at that time, and almost controlled most of the land in the south of Wyton Noor. Therefore, this establishment has been retained, but the soldiers in it are no longer death row prisoners, as long as the barbarians, lowly people, and captives who disobey the king may be mentally controlled and become killing machines, and the black crystal is the unique talisman of the purple-robed mage who controls these killing machines. Because it is the crystallization of magic element, for ordinary people, it is a recipe for bad luck, but for purple-robed mages, it is a rare source of magic replenishment. ”

Ling Xuan shook his head, there was nothing more disgusting than this, he couldn't fight for himself, such a walking corpse was really worse than death, but there was another word that caught Ling Xuan's attention: "Is that Farrar the Fatar of Portalio?"