The difficult and ruthless Assassin took Lane two and a half seconds to deal with him.

This is a brilliant achievement among ordinary people.

It's a pity that he himself didn't have a chance to hear the compliment from Lanen's mouth.

The remaining soldiers, though far more protective than the agile and silent Assassins, were clearly not a wise decision to go after a hard run in the face of Arondait's blade.

As the golden light on the blade grew brighter and brighter, this elf-shaped long knife became more powerful with each blow than the last.

After hacking the assassin to death, Lane faced the first sword and shield soldier with overwhelming speed to bypass the well-guarded shield.

Then pull a gap in front of the enemy's neck.

But after Arondaite slashed the fifth man, Lan was able to cut off the wooden shield and the shield bearer's arm without much effort!

The effect of increasing the slashing power in stages sounds simple, but it is already the most practical function for the fencer.

The swordsmanship from the ancient Dongying is ruthless and abnormal, and under Lan En's crushing speed and strength, it is not the turn of the game concept of local swordsmanship to play.

The time it takes for ordinary people to act in one round is enough for Lan En to cut out four or five knives!

To the eyes of others, Lan En was like a piece of fabric fluttering in the cold winter wind.

It's just that every time this 'cloth' flies in the wind and passes by the side of an armored soldier, it brings out a huge amount of blood.

There were eight soldiers surrounding the wreckage of the carriage, and after the first assassin who made contact with Len fell two and a half seconds later, the remaining seven men had not been supported in front of Len for a total of twelve seconds.

There are four seconds left to move.

This efficiency is unusually fast even in the ultra-fast-paced unarmored sword fight, not to mention the scene that is happening now is a group of soldiers clad in standard military supplies!

"Bang!"

The last soldier around the wreckage of the carriage, Lan En directly hit him with his shoulder armor!

This strong man with a height of about 1.7 meters in armor is like a fluttering and slow wooden doll in front of Lan En.

The slash of the shoulder armor tilted his center of gravity, and just before he could fall backwards, Lan grabbed the collar of his chain mail.

Before the man could feel a hint of joy in his heart, the tip of Arondaet's knife was already under Lanne's gesture and was aimed right at his throat.

"Poof!" Bang.

The finishing techniques learned by the ninjas who followed Ashina can bring out blood flow like rain when they are stabbed in and pulled out.

The sheer amount of bleeding caused by the special technique is enough to relieve the pain of a person who is in a coma with cerebral ischemia before death.

Perhaps this is the compassion of a ninja.

The flick of the blade left a straight line of blood on the ground.

Lan's cat-eye scanned the surroundings, and he raised his left arm to block a crossbow bolt flying towards his head with his gauntlet.

Viselmir had already taken advantage of his escape to escort Ciri into the bunker formed by the wreckage of the carriage.

The crossbowmen in the distance began to swing their hands and feet, trembling as they mounted their strings and raised their bows.

They were all horrified by Lanne's killing efficiency.

An entire area of armored soldiers, under the cover of arrows, was emptied in fifteen seconds!

The super killing efficiency is the morale fighter on the battlefield, and this group of crossbowmen is obviously standing far away, but when Lan En's expressionless cat's eyes swept over their positions at will, there were still a few people who were so shaken that they couldn't even hold the food in their hands.

"Sir, the crossbowmen are only one step away from demoralization, and the battle goal is set to be 'total annihilation', or is it?"

Mentos rationally analyzes the situation and gives advice.

"There's no need to pursue total annihilation, the cold arrow is too annoying, if you're not careful, you will have an accident, just break the morale as soon as possible."

The main body made a request, and the biological intelligence brain complied with the request and completed the operational plan in an instant.

In the distance, among the crossbowmen, two men were highlighted by Mentos.

"Command has been spotted, please use long-range means to kill accurately, and after even the last bit of security brought by 'distance' is erased, they are expected to completely give up the will to resist within ten seconds."

The sword of the Lake Maiden in Lan En's hand drew a circle lightly, blocking a feathered arrow that was fired indiscriminately.

Raising his left arm, his fingers hooked, and there was a 'click' sound from inside the specially made arm armor.

"[Alder]!" *2

The two warheads were confined to a metal tube, and the propulsion was given by the concentrated French seal.

The two bright figures in the field of vision suddenly dimmed and collapsed to the ground.

Faintly, Lan heard the screams of the crossbowmen.

"It's magic!" "He knows witchcraft!" "Something.

These words are scary enough for the uninformed, and enough to convince themselves to leave the battlefield.

So the crossbowmen were finally able to escape in peace.

"You impulsive bear cub!"

From the bunker of the wreckage of the carriage came the choking of the old witcher's angry curse.

"I was almost able to take Ciri with me just before the fight! Can't you just wait for me to be in place before you speak!? Do you have to let me take a wave of crossbows?! ”

"Viselmir, I'm trusting you."

"Then can you trust the water ghosts and evil ghosts? I think their populations will drop very quickly with your trust! ”

Lan En was speechless.

He could imagine the old witcher holding Ciri in his arms in the messy bunker, without raising his head and shouting a lesson.

The situation was no longer urgent, and in fact it became clear when Rann broke up the crossbowmen at the edge of the forest.

When Lane turned around with his knife in his hand to look for Geralt, he was almost done.

Geralt's swordsmanship belongs to the flexible and smooth category, even from the perspective of the witcher, his swordsmanship is not far from the [Bear School Swordsmanship].

It is different from the heavy fencing of the Bear School, which focuses on the adjustment of the center of gravity and the multi-joint, multi-threaded accumulation of power in the adjustment process.

The Wolf School's swordsmanship is very fluid, and Geralt swings the sword like a ballerina spinning in circles.

Flashy with a sense of speed, practicality and precision.

He can insert and release a magic seal at any time in a series of smooth swordsmanship movements, and then splice back the original swordsmanship movements without affecting the fluency.

Lan En believed that if the time spent on the action of releasing the magic seal was spent throwing alchemy bombs, or, as Viselmir had taught, applying a convenient loose sword oil, it would not get in the way.

The characteristic of [Wolf School Swordsmanship] seems to be this kind of smoothness that can splice and coordinate many movements at will.

Although Geralt's basic quality is not as good as that of Lanen, he can achieve the exaggerated degree of the long sword one-on-one easy to kill the sword and shield soldiers.

But he is still a lot faster than ordinary people.

Under the noses of the sword and shield soldiers, Lan En can use his transcendent speed and reflexes to put the blade behind the shield.

Geralt was able to move his blade longer than the shield's protective area while the sword and shield soldiers were engrossed in defense.

Several sword and shield soldiers raised their shields in front of him to defend their necks. Then the artery in the thigh or abdominal cavity is punctured, bleeding to death.

This level of sword speed is enough to be called a 'monster' when facing ordinary people.

And if Geralt is allowed to drink the potion, or the decoction that Lane doesn't know the effect of, it is estimated that he can make a further leap.

The prepared witcher and the hastily entered the field have two levels of combat power.

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