As we all know, the profession of thieves has no light and can only be accompanied by shadows all year round. The Rogue is good at offense rather than defense, and if he can sneak attack, he will never fight head-on. The adjectives of meanness, shamelessness, and unscrupulousness are disguised praise for them, and heroic, fearless, kind, and simple are sarcastic swearing.

Having a bandar of thieves set a trap in the valley to stop the knightly forces ambushing the regular army sounds like a fantasy. Although it is said that outlaws will take risks for money, it is also human nature to seek advantages and avoid harm. Blocking the charge of the intercepting knight troops head-on is already very unreliable just by sounding, so it is inevitable that some people will feel uneasy.

The campfires were blazing, the broth was boiling in the pots, and the thieves sitting around the campfires seemed absent-minded, and although they appeared to be laxly munching on the meat and wine, in fact they were all carefully pricking up their ears, and if the sentry in front of them sounded any alarm, or felt any tremor from the ground, they could jump up and draw their knives at any time.

Perhaps sensing that the atmosphere in the camp was a little oppressive, a middle-aged man dressed like a leader approached the magician with meat and bones, and said with a flattering smile: "Master Ciro, when do you think those black skins will catch up?"

"GLP's injuries must be serious, otherwise they should have come by now. ”

The magician sat upright in front of his tent, holding a slender black ebony staff in his hand, and a string of colorful glass beads revealed under the open robes, sometimes flickering with an eerie shimmer.

"If it weren't for that amulet, he would have been killed by me a long time ago, so why would he need to go through so much trouble now. Ciro lowered his head and coughed twice, gritting his teeth.

There was still a scorched black on the chest of his robe, and the light arrow that automatically counterattacked was only a beginner spell in itself, but the power contained in it could not be underestimated, which made Ciro suffer a loss under surprise.

Another important reason for his exit was the threat of the Istaron archers, who quickly noticed that the opponent also had hidden hole cards because he was able to observe the changes in the situation of the battle when he hid behind the battlefield. The marksman, like him, hid his whereabouts and didn't strike as often, but each time he was able to play a crucial role in changing the situation on the battlefield.

The spells unleashed by the mage are powerful, but they are commensurate with the weakness of their own defenses. Without preparation, it is not rational to go head-to-head with the opponent's marksman.

"At the beginning, our leaders didn't say that it would lead to so many black skins, and the brothers were a little afraid. The middle-aged thief lamented with palpitations. The elite cavalry unit of nearly 300 people is completely sufficient for the general siege of the city, and no one expected that these northern barbarians would have such a bold combat style.

"It doesn't matter, as long as they dare to catch up, there will be no good fruit to eat. Ciro sneered, "Are your men set up on the cliff?"

"It's already set up, Master Ciro. As soon as they rushed in, the cliffs on both sides would collapse. Just do it...... Some brothers may have to be sacrificed. The middle-aged thief hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice.

"Don't play hypocrisy in front of me, a few hundred gold coins will be enough for you insatiable hyenas to kill each other, not to mention the riches that will make the Temple of Life pay a holy nun in exchange. In fact, you wish that the more other people die, the better. ”

Ciro sneered, took out a scribbled map from his bosom and shook it in front of the thief's eyes, retracting it in his burning gaze that involuntarily moved.

"We magicians don't care about worldly wealth, even your boss Leon has more important things to do now, and he doesn't have time to pay attention to these little things. As long as you get rid of the cavalry in front of you, this map can be rewarded to you. ”

He was satisfied to hear the middle-aged thief's breathing, and for a moment it became much heavier.

"You can rest assured that you will not be disappointed. The middle-aged thief had just patted his chest and said this, when a desperate scream suddenly came from the hill next to him.

"The black skins!

A thief poked his head out of the cliff and shouted hoarsely below. Immediately after, the tip of the sword flashed above his head, and with a pop, the thief was cut in two pieces by the sword. A big foot in black leather boots kicked him in the ass and kicked his body off the cliff.

The thieves gathered in the camp suddenly woke up in an uproar. Everyone knew that dozens of brothers were ambushed on the cliffs on both sides, preparing to carry out a sneak attack after the battle began, and this trap was cliché but very practical, more than enough to deal with ordinary local troops, but no one expected that the other party would climb the mountain first.

In the general consciousness of the members of the thieves group, the cavalry should charge on horseback, and if there is a horse that does not ride a cavalry to climb the mountain by itself, can it be called a cavalry?

"What are you doing in a daze! Go up to help!" the middle-aged thief yelled angrily at the other thieves. Others didn't know, only he knew that the people hiding on the cliff were his cronies, and he had prepared a large number of rolling logs and stones, which were originally intended to smash his accomplices who were not on the right path with the Istaron cavalry in the valley. Now, if those knights are allowed to take it, they will be the only ones who are unlucky.

"Don't panic, watch out for them charging from the front. Ciro said in a deep voice.

In a depression less than a hundred meters away from the valley, El carefully bypassed the last magic alarm, pulled his bow and swished three arrows in succession, when he heard the muffled sound of three heavy objects falling to the ground in the distance. These were the last of the sentinels outside the valley, and no matter how hidden they thought they were, they couldn't escape El's blue-glowing eyes.

The fierce battle on the cliff suddenly broke out, judging from the momentum, at least hundreds of people were mixed together, and the group of bronze knights fully understood what El meant, and worked very hard to create the illusion of being outnumbered, with their strong personal strength, they easily killed the thieves on the mountain, and deliberately created bloody and tragic sound and light effects, which successfully attracted the attention of most of the thieves.

"How fast can you rush into that camp?" El asked Palanti in a low voice. The little girl had been sullen because she had not been granted her request just now. At this time, when he heard El ask, he immediately cheered up.

"I'll go as fast as you want. Palanti estimated the distance and said confidently. The knight's charge needs to be gradually accelerated, but for the Assassin class, a distance of less than 100 meters can be used in an instant.

"Well, you listen to my orders. I'll look for an opportunity to do something to that magician in a moment. El took out a handful of white-feathered ebony arrows from his quiver and stuck them into the ground one by one, his eyes still focused on the magician in the camp: "This guy you see now is not necessarily him, once I confirm his location, he will shoot a ringing arrow, no matter what my arrow hits, you just rush over and give him a hard shot, understand?"

Palanti nodded repeatedly, signaling that he fully understood.

"Prepare for the rest of the people, and start attacking when they hear my arrows!" said El to the knights behind him, who had been waiting impatiently, and immediately quieted down when they heard this order, showing good military qualities.

Elle calmed down and stared at the magician's every move. The thieves on the cliff have been slaughtered, and the thieves in the valley have climbed the rock wall one after another, relying on their ability to climb, and the two sides are inseparable from each other on the edge of the cliff.

After a while, the battle was still unclear, and the magician finally became a little impatient, and he looked around vigilantly, raised his staff to the cliff, and whispered a magic spell in his mouth.

It's now!!!! I only heard a soft sound of the bowstring, and the white feather ebony arrow seemed to cross the space directly in front of the magician, and an arrow hit! The arrow was inserted from the temple and pierced out on the other side, the magician shook and fell to the ground, and the corpse fell to the ground with a thud and fell to pieces.

Sure enough, it's a fake!El laughed in his heart, and at the moment of his death, the magic fluctuations on the magician's body suddenly disappeared, and then reappeared in the tent behind him.

He was about to shoot another arrow to confirm the target, when he suddenly felt a dark shadow passing by him, and when he looked closely, Palanti had already rushed out. Her speed was indeed not half a point of boasting, only half a minute slower than the arrow El had fired, and in the blink of an eye she had rushed to the mage's corpse.

"I'll wipe it!" El shuddered as the arrow in his hand snapped into the air. He now finally knew why the black knights behind him had poop-covered expressions.

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