Fatigue erodes every inch of skin.

The sweat that flowed out of the high temperature soaked the intimate clothes and hair, and the salt contained in the sweat was evaporated in the sun and the hot environment, leaving white salt flowers, and the lack of salt and mild dehydration made the mind dizzy and deepened the degree of exhaustion;

The collar of the thick and breathless cotton armor to protect the neck was turned down, but it still couldn't reduce the stuffiness on the body, and the plate armor, armed belts and weapons that were not regarded as a thing added up to less than ten kilograms of weight, in such a tired situation, it was like a thousand pounds of heavy burden, and people could not breathe.

But all of this is nothing compared to the mental hysteria that comes with long sleep deprivation.

Mira can't remember how many days she hadn't gotten a good night's sleep. Ever since that day, the peasants had inexplicably shouted and rushed down the hill to attack their group, and the various kinds of mercenaries who were not even opponents at all had not stopped invading ordinary people who were not just farmers and hunters.

A person with excellent skills can be invincible, as long as he is strong enough, then no matter how many enemies he has, there will be no fear - she also had such a naïve idea, because Mira has always had the impression that Henry's strength is unmatched, so she has formed the overly one-sided stereotype that the number is not important.

But the naïve girl forgets the decision Henry made when the two of them first met, when he encountered the hoplites of Sivalier during a caravan trip. Of course, the powerful lethality of well-armed heavy cavalry is also an aspect, but in any case, when the number of opponents reaches several times or even ten times that of their own, even if they have all clubs and stones in their hands, it is completely enough to pose a serious threat.

The amount of Henry's knowledge reserve, and the breadth of knowledge involved, is unimaginable. There was little he didn't know in Mira's opinion—but the breadth of knowledge was vast, and there was not no one who could match him in the depth of a certain item. The sage was able to judge a suitable place by his knowledge of geography, soil, plants, animals, and ecology to avoid pursuit, and the local hunters, who traveled through the mountains and forests day after day, year after year, may not be able to analyze everything as he did, but they also have plenty of experience to make the same judgment.

They are in a difficult situation now, and the other party has obviously made efforts to investigate their group.

A small number of elites, extremely capable of individual combat - there are usually two combat plans for such a team, the first is to send the same few elites, and the second is to swallow up the opponent with overwhelming numerical superiority. Poor refugees abound in the war-torn Soladin, and where the church has a very high voice, they only need to move their fingers and give some sweetness, and the people below will flock to it.

- He miscalculated. Mira could have guessed this fact, and so did the rest of the team.

In two encounters with the ranks of the Church Knights, the leader was no different from a pustule. If only two people died the first time, presumably the black hand behind the scenes could use some reason to barely hide the past, but the second time he directly destroyed a whole team, then the situation must be that the paper can't contain the fire. As long as the commander is allowed to go back, then after the East Window incident, the mastermind behind the scenes will fall into the accusations from above, and it will be difficult to protect himself.

This was Henry's original prediction, but because of the uncertainty of the situation, they still chose the plan of moving forward in concealment, trying to avoid the limelight in the past few days and waiting for the other side to calm down. With the church's usual style of "cover the lid when something happens", they are afraid that this kind of scandal will immediately want to forget, so naturally there will be no more attacks.

The farce-like opening, because of the farce-like reason, the action is launched, and the two sides tacitly pretend that it has not happened to let it pass, and it is not a reasonable choice to pay off.

The night after the knight leader of the church returned, Henry explained everything by the campfire, and the two horses they brought from the dead knight became Joshua and Amonica's chauffle, and under the guidance of the sage and the lady of Roan, who were excellent teachers, they spent a few days basically learning how to ride. Fighting right away was another matter, but because of the intelligence of these well-trained horses, even Joshua, who couldn't see, would not have much trouble.

With two more horses, you can move much faster. After several days of keeping an eye on the trails in the deeper jungle and making sure that no one was following them, Henry took the group out of the woods again.

And less than a day after they came out, they were immediately attacked.

It's not that the sages are limited. With such a lack of intelligence and counter-attacking power, his every move was well thought out, and even if he were to change another fighter with a lot of experience in counter-tracking, he would probably make the same choices as him.

Despite this, they still fell into the trap of the other party, and the only reason was that the commander who tracked them this time was very, very outstanding.

During the period when the four of them were hiding in the forest to avoid the limelight, the other party did not send any tracking team. This is because the new commander knows that with the excellence of this team, no matter how powerful the trackers are sent, they will definitely expose themselves and be ambushed in turn, causing the vigilance of the four of them, so that they will not be able to carry out the next ambush and attack.

So he or she simply cut off the tracking, but instead of giving up, he switched to another aspect, employing a large number of unemployed farmers and hunters from the local and nearby kingdoms to serve as eyeliners.

The so-called Ye Yin Yu Lin, a guy who is basically a local is mixed in a group of locals, even if Henry, who is a sage, does not have mind reading skills, he can't tell whether it is an ordinary civilian or a hired eyeliner. As long as you go out, there are countless people you will meet along the way, and his black hair and Mira's white hair are already quite different from the locals, so even if someone pays more attention, it cannot be assumed that the other party is hired eyeliner.

A slight carelessness, the reassurance that arises from the incompetence of the commander sent by the previous mastermind behind the scenes, becomes the beginning of a nightmare.

The fact that those poorly equipped civilians attacked their own group revealed two pieces of information, the first of which was the fact that the commander of the attack force was extremely talented and capable - after all, there were probably only a handful of people in the entire world of Rigal who could plot Henry.

And the second fact is that the other party is obviously still at the level of "secret" attacks.

It is assumed that the man behind the scenes, most likely a bishop of the region, did everything he could to suppress the news again, and then sent another force in a desperate attempt to cover up the scandal before it was completely revealed.

His stupidity can be understood even if he has not met a few people in the team, and after forcibly breaking a reason, he wants to fool this matter in the past, and normal people cannot come up with such an answer if they use logical thinking, and it is worth mentioning that after Henry told all this, there was some small embarrassment and silence in the team of four.

-- The reason, of course, has something to do with the blonde girl's secret.

"......" Amonica looked at Joshua in front of her, she hadn't spoken to the red-haired swordsman for more than a week, and it wasn't because Joshua had reacted violently to the secret she had kept. On the contrary, it was precisely because he only responded to her with the same calm as ever that the blonde girl felt an incomparable tangle in her heart.

She didn't know what the other person thought of her, and after this incident, it seemed to Ammonica that it was far better to be silent than she was now—but Joshua was never such a person, as if he had been comforting himself when he was blind and he was crying loudly. Amonica's heart is extremely complicated at the moment, in her mind Joshua is a very, very important existence, but because of this, she doesn't know how to speak.

――Are you saying you're sorry?

――What should I do?

- Scold me, question me, blame me, no matter what, don't treat me so gently and calmly!

――This is not something that can be treated so calmly!

The secret he was trying to keep was exposed to the most important person he didn't want to expose without being prepared, and the other party showed calm as if he didn't have any weight in his heart at all.

The fear and worry that arose from being hunted down for a long time continued to accumulate.

How confused and painful she is in her heart at the moment may be difficult to express in words, but there is no time for her to be painful and entangled at the moment. Amonica is not the kind of hypocritical girl who can't tell what is most important and has to be coquettish for comfort for 24 hours, so the experience of such a long time has made her learn the meaning of the word strong, so the spirit of fighting, even if it is very tormented in her heart, will definitely not vent it to affect her partner.

They were now caught in the pursuit of each other, and wave after wave of poor peasants and hunters who came for their reward were chasing after them, and even if the possession of horses did give them a certain advantage in speed, the horses were tired and the men were tired in the face of seemingly endless pursuers.

There are only a few places to camp and rest, and it is not advisable to go deep into the dense forest, the beasts that exist in abundance in the Soradin region are extremely dangerous, and the denser the jungle, the larger and more numerous the size and quantity of poison. In addition, once the traces left behind by the operation choose to go deeper, it is bound to face a more dangerous situation.

Staying outside, leeward areas, areas with a wide field of view are obviously the first choice for seclusion, but the places that meet these conditions are scarce, and it is impossible for an experienced local hunter not to know - but if you choose a wider area, the average local farmer can easily track it down.

The commander he had never met had a good trick.

It's all about the rhythm, when you were vigilant in the dense forest, if someone was following, because of vigilance, you could react as soon as possible and use all kinds of things to deal with the pursuers. But when they came out of the woods, they relaxed their vigilance and thought that the limelight had passed, and the sudden attack at this time, and the constant harassment day and night that followed, completely fell into the rhythm of the other party, and they could only passively weaken in both physical and mental fatigue.

This is the purpose of the opposing commander, and this choice only proves that their actions are still "illegal" in the White Church, not recognized by the upper echelons, and are still the team that the previous mastermind tried to send out to erase everything. This is a blessing in misfortune, because if the other party really gains the support of the superiors, in the face of the army and knights of the White Church who have poured out, even the sages may not be able to return to the sky.

Poor peasants with inferior equipment and no combat qualities, who are good for nothing but their familiarity with the local environment, naturally cannot inflict fatal damage on these mercenaries, who are quite skilled and equipped. But the constant harassment made them exhausted again and again, and the twenty or thirty people who were at first tempted to die by a pitiful amount of money gave a wake-up call to the peasants, but after they increased their pay and began to use their religious influence, the low-hanging fruit overshadowed the fear of death.

The tangible material rewards, combined with the influence of religion, promised them a better future and cleansed their souls. Ten or ten, ten to hundred, and if one of the simple-minded civilians rushing at them shouted a slogan, they would go on to become free soldiers who might not have real combat ability, but who could cause harassment.

The herd mentality of human beings is a rather terrible thing. As for how to manipulate it, how to manipulate the people's hearts to achieve their desired goals, the commander on the other side gave a perfect answer.

Weak, repeatedly weakened.

I couldn't eat enough for three meals, I searched everywhere, I was exhausted, and I could only get a very short rest. Even if it is impossible to directly defeat and wipe out like a regular army because of the difference in combat effectiveness, whether you choose to flee or fight in the harassment, it will inevitably consume the physical strength that cannot be replenished sufficiently.

-- This is the meaning of the existence of these abundant and cheap peasants.

Gasping for breath, my chest and nasal cavity hurt hotly. Lack of sleep for a long time, not to mention bathing and washing, the whole person has a feeling of sickness. The mind is dizzy, the eyelids are so sour that it is unbearable, as long as you close your eyes, you will immediately fall into a deep sleep.

Mira's own situation was the worst of the four, and because of her age, she was not yet fully adapted to this kind of life on the go.

The Loan girl felt like a big fish caught in a hook, and the peasants and hunters were the lines. In the hands of the commander he had never met, he was like an experienced fisherman, repeatedly exerting his physical strength.

In the end, when he was no longer able to resist, he sent out the real killer who was recuperating - the Knights of the Holy See, to kill them all.

But maybe that won't happen.

Mira braced herself to her tired body, and she grabbed the weight ball at the end of her longsword and got ready.

Words like mermaid meat are not suitable for our Sage Sage.

The chaotic peasants are probably still looking for their targets like headless flies at the moment. Mira thought as a slight sound of horses' hooves came from ahead, and the knight's plate armor shone brightly in the hot sun, and the girl swallowed a mouthful of saliva and prepared. (To be continued.) )