"When!!" the two swords clashed, and there was a gap between them. Mira instinctively tried to press through the opponent's sword to force her weapon in close quarters, but Filippo reacted faster than her, and he immediately stabbed from the perimeter in a circle, deflecting the fancy gauntlet behind the blade of the sword to suppress the blade of the Roan girl and stab her in the face.

The girl quickly stepped back and took a big step back, and at the same time turned her sword sideways and pushed it up, trying to make Filippo's hands push up to reveal the front door and take the opportunity to attack, but the young man's action passed her again, and the moment he sensed the white girl's intention, he drew his sword back, and then took advantage of the gap between Mira's upward lifting and turned to stab at her swordsman.

"Dang ——!!" Mira in a hurry swung the sword with one hand and fired the blow, but the moment she lowered the tip of the sword, Filippo who was bullying forward, immediately kicked over, "Boom!" The cuirass blocked most of the impact, but she also lost her balance, and the young man quickly raised his long sword and slashed directly at the top of the girl's head.

"Bang ——!" Mira blocked it at the last moment, but was completely suppressed to one knee because of the successive losses.

All this was born in less than 5 seconds, and because of her weak stamina and less experience, Mira was completely suppressed by Filippo. Thoughts flashed through her mind, and many of them were chosen and rejected as a way out of the crisis.

- There is nothing inherently wrong with this, battles are not won by waving and shouting, and you must be careful to keep yourself alive for a long time.

But there are no absolutes in everything, and the idea of eating fresh all over the world will always make you hit a hurdle that you can't overcome.

'Bad habits!' the girl snapped.

She's inexperienced after all, and the advantage of the systematic swordsmanship that Henry taught her is that she can always find a way to deal with it, but sometimes the simplest and crudest way is the most effective, and spending time thinking about clever counter-attacks will only lead you further into a stalemate-

"Whoa—" The two ghouls, one on the left and one on the right, as well as Adolphus and Steve, seized the opportunity to strike quickly.

On the battlefield of multi-person melee, there is no room for much hesitation and thinking—at least for someone of her level.

"Smack-" Henry and Erica slashed left and right, and after accurately killing the two ghouls, Steve and Adolphus were forced back again.

"Boom-" Filippo, who was not sensitive enough to perceive the crisis, was knocked unconscious by the sage's slap, and Mira let go of her sword and reached out to catch the young man who had fallen, and then fell back again and again due to lack of strength.

"Retreat to Ornor's side and ask her to help uncontrol. Henry was succinct, and then rushed forward again to slay several ghouls in quick succession.

He and Erikado were astonishingly capable of killing any ghoul who dared to approach them with the same accuracy and efficiency as if their physical strength were inexhaustible—just a glance at their surroundings was a matter of how powerful they were.

"Ha-hu-" "Ha-hu-" pulled Filippo from the fainting, and Mira struggled to move closer in the direction where Orno was.

Diameter 13 meters.

Within a distance of 13 meters in diameter, radiating from the center of Orno, there was not a single ghoul corpse.

They're all dead out there.

With the power of Henry's greatsword and Erica's Mithril spear, there seemed to be an impassable transparent wall in the air.

Hundreds of ghouls swirled around them like swirls of sardines, but they never made their way to the next step.

"Ahh She began to feel that her vision was a little dark, which was evidence of a lack of oxygen.

The pain was further exacerbated by the weight of her breastplate, and she began to feel breathless, and she was in a state of dazed desperation.

2o minutes after the start of the battle.

Even breathing in large gulps is exhausting.

"Bang-" She sat down on the ground, leaning against the trunk of a tree, her mouth wide open like a fish thrown ashore, unable to get the oxygen she needed.

The shoulders, arms, and calves were so sore, that they shivered slightly.

"Are you alright?" Horno walked over, her face also pale, but she immediately began to undo the magical effects of Filippo.

Camilo, the sluggish wizard next to him, was pulled back by Erica early in the morning, and the magician's relatively weak physical strength made him easier to capture. But even if the mental influence is removed, the whole person will return to a normal state, but they still have to rely on themselves.

"It's okay. "Yes, it will be fine. The two exchanged brief expressions of disgust, and Mira held on to the trunk of the tree and tried to get up and run to pick up the sword, but her legs and feet went weak and slipped off.

"Get rid of it. Horno said, referring to the cuirass the girl was wearing.

"Bang-bang!" Henry, who galloped by, slashed the head of one ghoul with a sword, then flew up and kicked the other.

"I gott, I gotta help. The girl with her white hair glued to her forehead panted and said, despite Henry and Erica's battle force, it was always better to have more strength in the face of so many enemies.

But she already struggled to get up.

The weapons and equipment on her body were very irritating, but she couldn't take them off in this situation.

The dove cuirass, popular in Padrosi, could be made of relatively thin steel due to its slightly raised shape, reducing the overall weight of the weapon by looking against it. Combined with the weight spread out by the wider neck armor, it is not as fettered as the West Coast style cuirass worn by Mira, so it is also more suitable for long-term wear.

But it still weighs almost ten kilograms.

This weight is already quite a drain just for the activity of wearing, and the burden becomes unbearable when it comes to entering fast-paced, intense combat.

Mira, who is only 14 years old, is not the best in physical strength. Although the Luoan blood made her no worse in height than the older ones, the physical problems caused by her gender and age were still unavoidable.

This in itself was bad enough, and the physical exertion was even more intense due to the rough skin and flesh of the enemies she faced.

The white Roan Maiden couldn't be as accurate as Erica, hitting the enemy's weak spot with every assault, and she didn't have Henry's strength to split a ghoul in half with a single swing.

The blunt weapon was attached to the horse, along with the supplies and other equipment, and the horse's frightened flight was lost, and the arm strength alone was not enough to make the not so effective sword in his hand inflict enough damage on the thick-skinned ghoul. Therefore, each of her attacks has to be separated first, and then her calf power is added to a strong enough attack with a dash.

"Hahu-" Horno wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat down next to Mira.

Filippo opened his eyes slowly, but like Camilo, they were blank and dull, as if they had lost their souls.

Thankfully, she can only confuse the mind and make them use their subconscious fighting instincts, and like a puppet, she lacks the ability to think for herself. As he said this, Orno began to perform some spell casts that Mira couldn't understand.

"I don't know how to cooperate tactically, I will only fight back according to the routine. ”

"Whew-" "Qiang-" The relieved girl took a long breath and picked up the long sword in her hand, she finally turned her weapon back, and put Filippo's sword beside him as she took her weapon back.

"Bang-pop-" "Bang-" "Bang-" "Bang-"

between the electric light and flint. Several more ghoul corpses separated and fell to the ground.

"......" She clenched her sword, and although her face began to gradually return to a little blood, she felt that her strength had not returned.

The battle between Erica and Henry.

It's a battle from another world.

This will only be the battle she can only watch from afar.

But even if they are as strong as the two of them, the circle that ghouls can't invade is gradually shrinking.

Within a few minutes of Mira's recovery, the first ghoul died within a circle of 13 meters in diameter, followed by another, and within a few minutes they quickly covered all the ground within that distance.

There were more than 200 ghouls lying on the ground, and once they lost their lives, their entire bodies would be drained of bodily fluids and turned into dried corpses.

"Efficient circulation. For some reason, the word popped into Mira's mind.

The number of corpses lying on the ground was amazing enough, and the two people who caused it all are still fighting non-stop.

But Mira saw no light in sight of victory.

It is true that the odds of winning more with less are often seen in various adventures, but those who have actually been through the battlefield will always do everything they can to achieve numerical superiority.

There were only about three hundred ghouls left around them.

The moment Mira regained her senses, the witch led a large number of ghouls to rush over and surround them, although there were many of them, but all of them were petite and fast-moving types. There are none of the giant ghouls that are more powerful and difficult to kill, and they will not be able to see any more replenishment after being killed.

It is not difficult to draw conclusions from this.

The witch has no available soldiers.

This is the battlefield of the decisive battle, and if you settle it all here, it will really be over.

- Easier said than done.

"Ahh

"Because of him von Exio Ornolano, Adolphus!" Orno, who rushed forward and pressed his hand to his face, quickly disrupted the paladin with a resolute voice - only within this close physical contact distance could Orno's magic outperform the witch and unaffect his teammates.

"Smack-" Adolphus fell to the ground, and Mira seemed to be a porter, not joining the fight but pulling her unconscious teammates back to relative safety.

The paladin, who was larger than the young man and was wearing full armor, dragged him up and left deep marks on the ground, and the girl gritted her teeth and used all her strength to pull him. But at the same time, Henry and Erica on the periphery are starting to get into trouble.

Three hundred ghouls, if it were replaced by those three earth dragons, it would not be difficult to defeat them at a certain price. Henry and Erica, who were able to defeat the Earth Dragons, were not overwhelmingly superior against a large number of ghouls, which seemed to ordinary people to be incomprehensible, but once you are familiar with the simple thinking that war abandons black and white and simply compares the size of a number, you can understand why.

Combat is not a simple matter of attack and defense, and the big ones can be beaten too small.

It's also about volume and fault tolerance.

Weighing nearly ten tons, the earth dragon with a body covered in scale armor and few defense holes is the main knight with both offense and defense. Henry and Erica were able to defeat them, just as some veteran mercenaries could take advantage of the immobility of knights in full armor to attack the weak points in their armor, dealing massive damage and killing them in one hit.

This is the extreme of the "spear" held by the individual, but the battle is not won as long as it can be fought.

The impact and defense of large dragon creatures are the same concept as human armies formed in hordes. They bring size and margin for error, five of a hundred people in the army are incapacitated and can still retain the vast majority of combat power, while the elite army of eight people is admittedly more efficient, if there are the same number of casualties, then the team is basically close to collapse.

The Greysaw-Ridged Earth Dragon can rampage through a cluster of ghouls and inflict damage, but Henry and Erica cannot. Not only because they had to protect Orno and the others who were in a state of stupor, but also because they couldn't afford to risk losing their personnel.

All they can do is maintain the protective ring.

And if there were still more than a hundred people or an army of 400 people, it would be extremely easy.

But it backfired.

As mentioned earlier, even a sage can only make choices that seem right in the moment when faced with an uncertain future. Because of the abundant wisdom of many things he has experienced, this choice may prove right for a long time to come, but what about when half a century has passed, a century has passed?

No one can foresee everything in the future, because everything is in constant motion, and the relationship between things is not as simple as a straight line between two points, but like a ripple thrown into a pool of water that splashes out and affects all the things that exist in the whole pool.

Divide the troops, reduce the number of people, and be affected by the witch's ability to manipulate the enemy, and the risk of a large increase in enemies is avoided. It was the right choice from this point, but with such a small number of ghouls, they had to face problems with margin for error.

This was the dilemma they faced, which even Henry could not solve.

The witch's most powerful weapon is not the ability to influence the creation of this twisted undead to direct them to attack, nor the vast magic that can affect the weather, or even the eerie black magic that she manipulates and erodes the human mind.

It's the unknown.

Just like the confrontation between Mira and Filippo a few minutes ago, there is something that has rules in a system, and although many of the outstanding results that have been summed up by predecessors can be of high utility, in the hands of those who are also familiar with it, it becomes visible.

It became a condition that could be used to "pre-read".

What the opponent will do, and what is the "right" thing to do in this situation, if you know what the opponent wants to do, you can understand what the opponent wants to do.

With the subtle force you feel with one movement and one look, you can understand what your opponent wants to do, which "move" you want to use, and then understand how you should respond.

But the witch is not such an opponent.

She is chaos, chaos.

All actions are for the simplest and most basic purpose of survival.

But it is precisely because of this simplicity that it has unpredictable randomness, which makes even the sage of the Red Thirteen and Henry feel very tricky.

Just like a person wielding a big sword, you have absolutely no idea how his next attack will come, because he doesn't follow any routines and swordsmanship, and he doesn't understand those.

Naturally, swordsmen who learn systematically will not lose to such people, because they know that such a random swing will not be able to hit them at all and will quickly exhaust their physical strength, and they can only solve it by waiting for their work and finally using the most labor-saving method.

But.

What if—what if you add endless physical strength to this person and pair it with a great sword that can kill you with just a hit?

That would be any swordsman's nightmare.

Attack with sheer power and no rules, and destroy all your thoughts about honor, about technology, about thinking, about stratagem.

Let you be shocked and stunned, and quickly defeated.

The witch is such an opponent.

The power is incomparably great, but the purpose is simple and even chaotic, so that it is impossible to judge what she will do with reason and common sense.

There is no way to prevent it.

"Whoa-" "Boom-" Steve, who was stunned by Henry, was thrown to Mira and Orno's side, and everyone on his side had been captured except for the little unicorn who had run away and disappeared. However, the diameter of the defense ring has also been reduced to only about 9 meters.

The smaller space for defense certainly made it easier for the Sage and Erica to intercept, but the fact that the space to move around was reduced to such an extent that their time and chances of survival were greatly reduced.

Countless swings of the sword, stabbing, continuous running, galloping.

Although these two men who stood at the pinnacle of human individual combat skills seemed to have endless physical strength, they still did not show any fatigue.

It is an indisputable fact that they are inferior.

"What the hell are you preparing, and how long?!" Mira became a little impulsive in her tone, but Orno, who was silently chanting the incantation, did not have the time to answer for her, and the girl gritted her teeth and frowned, she paced from side to side and finally reached for the sword she had planted on the ground—but it collided with the other hand.

"Ah, it's yours. The young man who reacted grabbed his own sword from the other side, and shivered at the endless ghouls.

"My head hurts, and I feel like I've been hit with a hammer. Filippo said as he touched the back of his head, and the others finally seemed to come to their senses.

“...... I have a lot of questions I want to ask, but it seems that this is not a good time to chat. Adolphus was the first to stand, and he raised an eyebrow as he looked at his mud-stained and scratched breastplate.

"Mom, it feels like a cold sweaty nightmare. Steve slapped his face.

"Fireball. The first word that Camilo spat out when he regained consciousness was a magic spell.

"Twenty minutes to go. ”

"That's it?"

"Twenty more minutes, anyway, huh?"

"Well, be optimistic—"

"If we can't hold on, at least this will be the last time we have this concern. ”

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