Could it be that he accidentally exposed his whereabouts and was surrounded by enemies? Thinking of Arismid's reminder, Yang Ling didn't dare to be careless, and summoned a few horned bee beasts to sneak out quietly to investigate. He touched a witch talisman in his left hand, but he held a handprint in his right hand, ready to summon the army of demonic beasts at any time. The horned bee beast was fast, and it didn't take long for him to understand what was going on around him. On the snow where the cold wind was howling, a group of ragged natives appeared at some point. There are ogres with maces, barbarians with rocks, and even goblins with a stick. However, although there are no decent weapons and armor, the attacking guys are fierce and murderous. Despite the cold weather and heavy snowfall, they walked one by one and were very fast. Approaching the tent in a semicircle, with the ogre in front and the barbarians and goblins behind, the tacit understanding was obviously not the usual rabble. Could it be that this is the killer who ambushed his own group? After understanding the situation of the enemy, Yang Ling shook his head, his enemy would definitely not be stupid enough to send a group of such guys to assassinate the three of them. Although the other party looks fierce, it is so far away from the top masters such as the Heavenly Rank Killer, perhaps, just a team of horned bees or spiders can solve the problem. Or, take this opportunity to see the strength of these rookie mercenaries? Originally, Yang Ling was about to summon a team of horned bee beasts out, but after hearing the snoring of the mercenaries, his heart moved. Since you are ready to act with them, you must know the strength of each of them, so as not to have any accidents when you act in the future. After making up his mind, he sat down cross-legged and let the attacking guys come around. Of course, just in case, a team of spiders was summoned to sneak quietly around the tent. Under the cover of the cold wind, the attacking guy quickly approached. The ogre raised his heavy mace, the barbarian raised the heavy stone in his hand, and even the thin goblin raised his sharp stick. Just as the uninvited guests were dividing into two ways and preparing to enclose several tents, the two horses pulling the carts were frightened and neighed loudly. Suddenly, the mercenaries woke up from their dreams and rushed out in a hurry. "Quick, baby, spit on him!" After hurrying out of the tent, seeing a large group of people rushing towards him murderously, the fat man Hans was shocked, and quickly summoned the green-skinned eagle out and commanded it to attack. Fortunately, this time, the green leather eagle with concave skin did not slack off, screamed and then slapped into the sky, opening its mouth and spewing out a mouthful of acid rain. Ah, after being sprayed in the eye by the acid rain of the green leather carving, an ogre in front of him fell to the ground and rolled on the ground with his eyes pressed, wisps of blood oozing from his fingers. It seems that even if you don't die, you will become a blind man. Under the critical situation, the mercenaries not only did not flee in a panic, but instead leaned close together to fight back, much beyond Yang Ling's expectations. It seems that although he is a rookie, he still has two brushes after all. Maputo, armed with a heavy axe, withstood the ogre's attack, the knight Harare, with a shield in his left hand and a heavy sword in his right, was responsible for blocking the stones thrown by the barbarians, and the fat man croaked and commanded the green eagles in the sky to attack everywhere. The sorceress Lia wields her staff and blesses them with swiftness, occasionally sending out an ice pick or two, while the masked archer named Lobina shoots crossbow arrows without saying a word, heading them at the barbarians behind the ogres. Relying on tacit cooperation, the mercenaries supported to the death, but as the other party surrounded them, they began to be hit from time to time. Some were struck by rocks, some were hit by ogres's mace, and some were attacked by goblins. Especially the fat man, who was slow-moving, was attacked continuously, and he was drenched in blood. Seeing that the mercenaries' defenses were getting more and more empty, the attacking guys were roaring and attacking frantically, and the mercenaries' situation was getting worse and worse!" Brother Yang, do you want to help them?" Long before the mercenaries attacked, Yuna had already discovered the enemy's traces. However, like Orlando, without Yang Ling's order, she didn't take it upon herself. "Orlando, you go and help them. Yuna, you pay attention, don't let them get seriously injured!" Looking at the few mercenaries who were in a bad situation, Yang Ling shook his head, a rookie is a rookie, and he was forced like this by a group of unarmed natives. If the opponent's weapons were sharp, I'm afraid they would have been defeated a long time ago, not to mention anything else, at least Maputo, who rushed to the front, would have died a long time ago. After Orlando made a move, the pressure on the mercenaries was immediately much lighter. If masked archer Lobina's crossbow arrows scare her attacking foes, Orlando's razor-sharp javelins discourage them. As the best spear thrower in the tribe, Orlando's marksmanship is almost every shot in a dozen paces, either going straight to the throat or hitting the eyebrows of the enemy. With every sharp javelin slashed, an enemy would fall!"Ibilis, quick, kill him!" After Orlando's repeated successes, a leading barbarian was furious, roaring and leading several elite fellows to pounce. "Shrink the formation, retreat, hurry!" Seeing that there were many people on the other side, the knight Harare said as he covered the retreat of everyone, hoping to avoid the opponent's edge and at the same time cover Orlando behind him. The mercenaries were fast, but they didn't expect the other party's speed to be faster, and they took advantage of the situation to launch a fierce attack. Under the command of the leader, several ogres swooped down on Yuna behind Orlando. "Hmph, look for death!" Seeing that Yang Ling was silent and did not object to his own action, Yuna snorted coldly and sent out a sky-high wall of fire to block several attacking ogres. Immediately after, a string of hot fireballs slammed down on them. The leader of the enemy was shocked when he saw that Yuna sent out several walls of fire that soared into the sky without even reciting a spell, and killed several fierce ogres in the blink of an eye. After a moment of silence, he ordered the whole army to press up, ready for a quick victory. "Fatty, come back!" After running back a few steps, seeing Hans, who was too fat to run, fell into the encirclement of the enemy, Lia was shocked, and used up the last of her magic to send out an ice pick. It's a pity that it won't help at all!" "Baby, vomit, vomit" Looking at the murderous ogres and barbarians around him, and then looking at the partners who couldn't rush to the rescue even if he was desperate, the fat man Hans was so frightened that his pants were almost wet. At the same time, after spraying more than a dozen mouthfuls of acid rain, his green leather carvings also reached the point of exhaustion. In the face of the barbarians' heavy stones, it is simply impossible to attack in close quarters. At the last moment, just as the fat man Hans closed his eyes and waited for death, an accident suddenly happened! After the enemies around the fat man screamed, they all fell limply, as if there was some strange magic in their bodies. At the critical moment, Yang Ling commanded the horned bee beast hidden nearby to shoot a stinger, saving the fat Hans in time. But under the nervousness, neither the incoming enemies nor a few mercenaries found any trace of the horned bee beast. "Ibilis, kill that abominable magician, up!" After the shock, the leader of the other party stubbornly led his guards to pounce fiercely, and in his eyes, Yuna standing in front of the tent was the biggest threat. If you don't kill this terrifying magician, let alone a big victory, I'm afraid that the whole army will be wiped out. Under the command of the leader, several of the most elite ogres roared as they pounced like a gust of wind like Yuna. Unfortunately, the mercenaries have recovered and fought back desperately with Orlando's support. "Ibilis, die!" he yelled, and Maputo swooped down with a heavy axe. Desperately stabbed the opponent, he slashed a deep and long wound in the chest of the enemy leader with an axe. Under the mutation, the enemy leader's guards did not have time to react, and by the time they rushed forward with their weapons, it was already too late. Not only could he not rescue the leader, but he was killed by the mercenaries one by one. Seeing that the opponent was fighting Shenwei, the leader was seriously injured, and life and death were uncertain, and the enemy army suddenly lost its fighting spirit. After the dragons were leaderless, and Orlando took the opportunity to kill a few small bosses, the rest of the group scattered. After breathing a sigh of relief, the mercenaries did not chase and quickly bandaged the wounds of the wounded. Although the fat man Hans was covered in blood, it was all some flesh and skin wounds, but Maputo, the heavy axeman who had been in front of him, was seriously injured and bleeding profusely. After taking care of the battlefield, Orlando forced the seriously injured enemy leader overnight under Yang Ling's instructions, and after breaking a few ribs of the opponent alive, he successfully obtained the required information. It turned out that this was a group of outlaw bandits. Some time ago, after hitting the muzzle of Agusu's gun, his strength was greatly damaged, and he was jointly rounded up by various indigenous tribes in the vicinity. At the end of the mountain, I wanted to get some hungry food after killing Yang Ling and his party, but unexpectedly, I accidentally bumped into the iron plate. "Ibilis, baby, spit on him!" After understanding what was going on, the fat man Hans was furious and ordered the green-skinned eagle to take revenge. The latter held back for a long time, and then with a muffled snort, he squirted out a small mouthful of acid like constipation, and spit it on the eyes of the enemy leader. Ah, after being hit, the enemy leader kept rolling on the ground with his eyes pressed. As soon as the acid of the green eagle sprayed in, he felt that his eyes were eroding little by little, and the pain was incomparable. With the great struggle, a large amount of blood flowed from the wound on his chest, and the struggle became more and more weak!

(To be continued)