Based on the previous enemy's ability to hide in the shadows, and the fact that he was a man, Glerint initially suspected that his extraordinary sequence was an "instigator", but he didn't expect that the other party was actually a good player at playing "traps"!

But it wasn't fatal, he just put his left sword on the ground and regained his balance.

This enemy did not take the opportunity to counterattack, because he noticed the crimson sword in Glerint's hand, with such a "crutch", such a simple trap could not create enough killing opportunities for himself, not to mention that the opponent also had the ability to save his life.

He chose to blend in with the shadows again.

After stabilizing his form, Glerint looked around the shadows around him vigilantly, alert for an attack that might come at any moment. It's a pity that he lacks reconnaissance means and does not "associate" the other party in advance, so he is a little passive for a while.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... Ten seconds passed, and the other party still did not attack.

And the ordinary soldiers on the other side, due to their lack of counterattack ability, were very unlucky to be shot in ten seconds, and only two or three lucky ones escaped.

……

"Escaped?"

Glerint made a reasonable guess.

But at this moment, Joan at the bottom of the col let out an exclamation and quickly pulled his thoughts back.

"Not good!"

"He knew he couldn't kill me, so he attacked Joan."

Huo Ran turned his head, and he saw Joan's sliced belly leather armor, and the red-haired man in front of her.

As if knowing that he must have looked at him, the red-haired man tilted his head towards him, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He was about to kill Joan before escaping into the shadows when he suddenly saw two thin white lightning bolts shoot out of Glerint's eyes in the distance. This distance was too far, and although this "mental puncture" was released at the best time to look at each other, the red-haired man only felt a slight tingling in his head, and it didn't even cause dizziness.

After recovering, his eyes froze, and it occurred to him that Glerint would use the ability he had used in the first place to reach his side directly. So he immediately gave up the idea of killing Joan and melted into the shadows again.

Sure enough, in the next second, Glerint "flashed" to Joan's side.

By this time, however, the enemy had disappeared again......

"Damn it!"

Just when Glerint was secretly annoyed, Joan's right hand was faintly fingered, and the silver-white glove was slightly glowing, and a small arc of lightning shot out, accurately hitting the enemy in the shadows!

This is the "hunter's" instinct for the "prey"!

The slight paralysis made the red-haired man uncontrollably show his figure, the attack was too weak, not even to stop him from running for half a second, but it filled him with horror. He had already escaped in front of Glerint twice, and it was impossible for him to continue to tease him.

Sure enough, Glerint grinned, kicked a pebble with his right foot, and flew straight at him.

Suddenly, he felt that he had established an inexplicable connection with the other party.

The effect of "bribery-association" exists in both directions, and Gleilynt can perceive him through this, and he can naturally sense Gleilint in turn according to this association. However, Gleilint speculates that the more you go to the higher level of this path, the more "asymmetrical" this two-way induction will become.

To give you a simple example, I can perceive you accurately, but what you perceive me is the result of my "confusion".

After perceiving this perception, the red-haired man immediately and decisively gave up escaping into the shadows, glanced at the road, and ran out directly...... Of course he knew it didn't mean much to Glerint, who could "flash" from short distances, but it was his only hope of survival!

It's a pity, how many of the life-saving straws grabbed by the drowning man can bear the weight of life?

Between Glerint's form disappearing and reappearing, a greatsword with flames attached to it pierced his back.

Staring at the dark red dripping from the tip of the sword from the side, Glerint grinned:

"The premise of provocation is that you can afford it......"

……

Afterwards, Joan and Massimo rushed over.

Massimo was shot in the right chest during the first wave of ambush shots, and Joan had a palm-sized slash in the lower abdomen by the enemy red-haired Extraordinaire - but their injuries were all treated by Joan with the "Damage Transfer" in the "Gloves of Trick" and are no longer fatal.

"Glerint, Massimo said that the two of us should go after the few ordinary people who escaped. Don't try to catch up, as long as they can't turn around and go back to report to their superiors, and at least delay it until noon tomorrow. ”

This is because the speed of the march of the large infantry is far less than that of a small group of scouts with horses like them, so there is a high probability that the encounter between the two sides will occur at night, and in order to reduce losses, Isla should not launch a frontal attack at night in principle.

After a cursory glance at the direction in which the previous miscellaneous soldiers had fled, Glerint said in a deep voice:

"I'll go."

"You go back as soon as possible to report to Your Excellency the Major General."

As for the red-haired man's extraordinary traits and magical items, which theoretically belong to the team's trophies, he didn't need to specifically remind Joan to deal with them. Whether it was to get his extraordinary properties that he hadn't yet precipitated, or to channeling with his corpse, Joan would send someone to take him, oh no, "it" with him.

After a little arrangement, Glerint immediately stopped paying attention to the situation here, and reflexively checked the traces left by several deserters.

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Judging from the traces, there were a total of three miscellaneous soldiers who escaped, but one of them should have been injured...... Glancing at the rugged hills ahead, Glerint immediately gave up his intention to ride a horse, and instead carried a day's worth of dry food on his back and chased after him.

In fact, in terms of the extraordinary sequence between him and Joan, no matter how you look at it, Joan is more suitable to pursue the enemy.

She has an instinct for prey, and the "Hunter" is well suited to maneuvering in the jungle...... And there is only one reason why Glerint took the initiative to chase these deserters:

The direction of their escape is about northwest!

He suspected that if he asked Joan to chase these miscellaneous soldiers, there was a high probability that there would be some unknowable accidents, and he would still have to come over at that time......

After chasing for five or six minutes, Gleilint suddenly stared.

The more concealed, bloodstained direction is a little north-northwest, but a little westerly, there is a trace of rough disguise. Not surprisingly, they split up and fled, and the side with the wounded apparently became a decoy and an outcast.

Although both sides are disguised, the bloodstained side is definitely easier for the enemy to spot.

"The direction of the enemy attack is almost due west......"

In other words, the direction that is a little westerly, and the direction where the traces are more hidden, has a great possibility that it can quickly contact the direction of the enemy.

With this in mind, Glerint immediately chose to be more discreet, and more likely to report this trace of the enemy.

At this moment, a firework suddenly rushed into the sky in this direction a little northerly, and exploded with a thud...... The corners of Glerint's mouth hooked, and he pursued more firmly in the direction of the west.

This firework looks as if it is a message to the large army behind. However, according to the distance between the scouts and the large army on his side, it is obvious that this level of fireworks signal cannot be notified to the large army...... Then there is only one purpose left to attract your own attention.