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When Quinn struggled to get up and tried to protect Shaman, Damon rushed over coldly and knocked Quinn down from behind with a stone. (Please search for the fastest novel website!) Quinn rolled in the snow with his head bleeding, and Dimon said to Howson, who was staring at him:

"Those who know the times are handsome, this is my motto. By the way, do you recruit people? I'm a little confident in swordsmanship, and I'm a very obedient soldier. ”

“...... Take him to the camp and let him make a fire. ”

Howson nodded coldly, accepting Damon. While Hausen doesn't necessarily appreciate the scumbags, he's glad to see the inner division of the merchant group. Because of Damon's betrayal, the people of the merchant group fell silent. They fear that when they come forward, they will end up like Quinn, and suspicion creeps in, making it impossible for them to be unanimous with the outside world.

Meanwhile, the four guards had completely subdued Shaman. They held down Shaman's hands and feet, and one of them took out a knife and tried to cut through the heavy clothing. These guards are skilled criminals who have done the same thing countless times before. They were almost on the verge of winning when Curt walked over.

Curt chanted the incantation softly, then held out his hand. His behavior has always been very low-key, and he has not attracted the attention of others at all. So when the level 1 spell, the flamethrow, had an effect, the four guards were defenseless. The scorching flames swept through their upper bodies, causing them to roll to the ground screaming.

Curt flew up and kicked one of the guards rolling towards him away. Then he turned around and activated the magic ring, protecting himself with the invisible wall of force fields. Hausen, who drew his knife and slashed, was taken aback, and his blade sparked in the air and flew away. Curt looked at Hausen expressionlessly, and said coldly:

"A person who attacks a judge can be put to death without a trial. This is the iron law of the Thousand Law City, I thought you would understand. ”

"You ......"

Hausen's expression changed dramatically in an instant, like a beast stepping on a trap. Before he could say anything, an arrow burst through the air and landed on Hausen's shoulder. If it weren't for Hausen's quick reaction, the arrow would have pierced his throat. As he stumbled to get his grip on it, Gordon lunged at him. Gordon threw his cloak at Hausen and slashed it down.

Hausen's adjutant turned grim, and he picked up the whistle around his neck and tried to stuff it into his mouth. Three sharp arrows with their tails connected broke through the air, striking the lieutenant's forehead, throat, and the back of his hand. Cameron, ten meters away, lowered his bow and shrugged his shoulders at the dead adjutant.

Curt picked up the ragged Sharman and nudged her in front of Quinn. The merchants looked at Curt in amazement as he raised his hand and shot a fireball into the air. Brilliant sparks burst out at a height of tens of meters, becoming a conspicuous signal. Under Gordon's onslaught, the stumbling Hausen looked dead as he heard shouts of death resounding through the snowfield.

White Wolf, White Bear, Iceberg, Qingfeng, and Sword, a total of five mercenary groups, as many as three hundred warriors rushed out from all directions. They were an ambush set up by Ke Teh, and they had been waiting for a long time. In order to gather the troops and arrange them in the appropriate positions, it took Curt two and a half days. In addition, forty dwarven warriors climbed through the snow and jumped out of the tunnel. They quickly formed a formation and rushed into the middle of the Manticore's mercenary group's camp.

The shape shì was completely one-sided, and the Manticore mercenary group was not prepared in the slightest, and a considerable number of them did not even put on their armor. The mercenaries' absence turned the mercenaries into headless flies, and they were swept away by two waves of arrows, and then they were drawn into the chaos.

The frost giant Bloom ran five meters in one step, shouting and charging. The two mercenaries who tried to stop him were smashed into meat sauce in an instant, turning into stains on the snow. Bloom swung his hammer in quick succession, smashing anyone or building in his path to pieces. In order to withstand the wind and cold and possible attacking monsters, the Manticore mercenary group set up rudimentary wooden walls. But in Bloom's presence, the wood-paneled walls were no different from papier-mâché.

"Catch him, I'm going to live. ”

Curt pointed to Hausen and gave a brief instruction to Gordon and Cameron, before activating the Flying Bracelet. He rose to a height where his bow couldn't shoot his arrows, then took out his staff of range and began firing fireballs at the areas where the enemy was most concentrated.

There was no shelter on the snowy plains, and the trade routes were flat. The members of the Manticore Mercenary Regiment had no way to hide, but could only choose between being scattered, surrounded and suppressed by the enemy, and being concentrated and bombarded by fireballs.

It didn't take long for the Manticore mercenary group to surrender. In just ten minutes, more than half of them were killed or wounded. The attacking five mercenary groups and dwarves suffered almost no losses, and it was a one-sided slaughter. The shape shì did exactly what Curt wanted, and he directly destroyed the famous Manticore mercenary group.

Curt landed on the ground and walked towards the captured Manticore's mercenary leader, Hausen. Hausen had an arrow stuck in his shoulder and a leg in his head, and his forehead was bloodied by Gordon's hilt. He nearly passed out, kneeling on the ground, Gordon's sword around his neck. Curt stopped in front of Howson, then raised his leg and kicked a snowflake into his opponent's face.

"Who sent you?"

Curt looked down at Hausen, who looked up in horror, and asked without pity. Hausen shook his head, trying to get back in focus. The head injury made his vision blurry, but Hausen still said with confidence:

"I know who you are, boy. You're annoying, my master is not something you can afford to offend. ”

"Really?"

Curt shook his head and smiled dumbly. The psyker's ability to read minds had helped him find the answer, and now Hausen was useless. And Curt knows very well that it won't be long before Haosen's backers will find him and bail Haosen out. So he thought about it for a few seconds, and then said indifferently to Gordon:

"Kill him. ”

As he spoke, Curt raised his hand and made a slashing motion. As a result, Hausen immediately jumped up, he didn't expect Curt to be so ruthless. Hausen thought he would not be in danger of his life, but in fact it was not like that.

Gordon pressed his sword down so hard that Hausen was cut off half of his shoulder as he jumped. The survival ** made Haosen ignore the pain, and he rolled on the spot. Cameron fired his bow and pierced Hausen with an arrow. Hausen was nailed face down in the snow, and he howled in despair:

"Jason ** will avenge me, you're done!"

"I'm looking forward to it. ”

Keto nodded, and cast a flamethrower spell. He made Hausen wail in the flames and was burned for thirty seconds before dying. This scene made the people of the merchant group both happy and trembling. They watched Curt walk to the Manticore mercenary group's camp without even the courage to say thank you.

In the dilapidated camp, hundreds of captives were surrounded. They were dejected, and most of them were wounded. Curt waved his hand to the mercenary captains who met him, and then said to Hoffman, who was carrying the axe:

"Thank you, my friend. Thanks to your help, I wouldn't have been able to set people up like that. ”

"Small meaning. ”

Hoffman wiped his nose and spat as if he still didn't understand it. He raised his hand, pointed at the captives with his stubby fingers, and said:

"These bastards have delayed the business of the mines, I really don't know what to think. How could there be such a second-class person in the Thousand Laws City? They are simply harming others and not benefiting themselves. ”

"If I sue you because someone wants to trouble me, will you be angry?"

Curt said with a smile, much to Hoffman's surprise. After touching the blade of the axe with his finger for a while, Hoffman frowned and said:

"You're in trouble, spell-trick imp? It's strange, you're a scary-shrewd fellow. Need help? Just say something. Even if I might not be able to bring my people to help, my axe is enough to chop a man into eight pieces. ”

"It's an internal dispute in Thousand Laws City, and you'd better not wade into troubled waters. ”

Curt replied bluntly, patting Hoffman on the shoulder as a sign of gratitude. When Hoffman looked disappointed, Curt said apologetically:

"If you really want to help me, please leave with your people at once. The rest is something other than fighting, uh...... In the world of dwarves, there shouldn't be a thing called '政zhì', right?"

"I see, you're going to play tricks and toss people. ”

Hoffman thought for a moment and suddenly grinned. He put the axe in front of him, and said with a narrow face:

"If it's more insidious, there are really few people who can match you. Okay, I'll listen to you, I'll go first. If you have something to say hello at any time, I can't fight my heart, but cutting people is a cover. ”

"Thank you, my friend. ”

Curt bent down and gave Hoffman a hard hug. He waved goodbye to the dwarves and waited a few more minutes. It wasn't until the dwarves were out of Curt's sight that he turned around and whispered to the five mercenary captains who were waiting beside him:

"Kill all the captives, and leave not one behind. ”

"But ......"

The faces of the mercenary captains changed drastically, they rarely received such brutal orders. It's one thing to slaughter monsters, but it's quite different to slaughter humans. Cedric, the leader of the sword-forging mercenary group, stepped forward half a step, as if trying to persuade Curt. Curt raised his hand to stop the other party first, and he said unwaveringly:

"Now that you've turned your face, there's nothing polite to be polite about. There is no difference between killing half and killing everything, in short, it is a bar. ”

"Yes. ”

Cedric thought about it and stepped back. He knew that it was better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers, and it seemed that Curt wanted to hurt his opponent completely.