Section 29 Loser

Gander carefully climbed a gentle slope. He had observed before that this position was probably the highest point in the circle, and if the two sides were fighting, even if it was on the periphery, it would be visible. Otherwise, it means that they are far from the battlefield.

However, it should be about the same. Years of scouting have given the marauder a considerable confidence in his vision. He climbed to the top of the slope very carefully, and even prepared himself a hat made of weeds before poking his head out to observe.

Ashruphat followed him. He didn't poke his head out, but his superhuman sense of smell already smelled blood. It was a place called "Battlefield", and it smelled of blood.

Gander retracted his head and let out a deep breath. "Ashrufat, we're lucky, we're having a good fight. ”

He said in a very relaxed tone. This is because the battle between the two sides is at a critical moment, so it is impossible for either side to draw up the strength to search the area around the battlefield, so although the two of them can observe the battlefield, they are very safe.

Ashrufat also went out to take a look. As he had anticipated, the battle was at a critical juncture. Judging by the flags of both sides, the Qajars are on the offensive and the wandering hunters are on the defensive. The key to the battle was to wander through the fortifications on the outskirts of the Hunter tribe's camp.

True, this is not a field battle, but a storm. Specifically, the Qajar army is besieging the camp of the Roaming Hunters. At this time, the battle was in full swing, and the two armies were fighting to the death, bloody slaughter, and murderous spirit.

"It's a rare scene. Gander said with some smugness. "I think you're good at using a sword, but you've never seen anything like this. ”

"It's a big scene. Ashruphat replied quietly. He calculated that there were about three thousand attackers, and about half that number of defenders. The two armies together amounted to less than five thousand men. Ashruphat remembered that he had more than 100,000 troops under his command not long ago...... Well, of course, it's much bigger than Assowen's tribe.

There is nothing to say about the battle situation at this time, and the numerical advantage is undoubtedly evident at this time, although relying on fortifications, the Wandering Hunter tribe has begun to gradually lose its support.

"Good boy, scary enough. I guess a lot of people will die this time. Gander exclaimed. He obviously had the idea of "watching the excitement is not a big deal", and began to chat while watching the battle.

"Hey, I remember that time when we failed...... Hey, the line of defense in front of me is crumbling, but luckily I ran fast......" Gander casually said something from the past, plucking a weed and biting the stalk in his mouth. Ashruphat now understood why Gander was still only a marauder (he looked to be forty or fifty years old). Truth be told, this man's thinking is not at all the same as the usual concept of a "Chaos Warrior". In other words, he doesn't really have any particular passion for combat.

Obviously, this line of thinking is not pleasing to the Chaos Evil Gods. It's no wonder that he still hasn't been able to get Chaos armor (though he's obviously been through a lot of battles). But from another point of view, he is indeed an excellent scout. Maybe that's just his nature.

Sure enough, even in the chaos, there are all kinds of different types of people. But then again, although Gander is only a marauder, he has several pieces of magical equipment on him. One of them was a short sword he carried with him, which Ashruphat recognized as a magical object made by a dwarf. The other is his helmet. I really don't know how he got it.

The battle has finally reached the decisive moment. With superior forces, the Qajar tribe rushed into the enemy's defense line without hesitation. A Chaos warrior dressed in heavy armor and standing out from the crowd rushed into the enemy line, invincible in the shadow of his sword and sword, and there was no enemy in front of him. He rushed unstoppably, tearing a gaping hole in the enemy's line, and the soldiers behind him rushed into the gap. In an instant, the Wandering Hunter's defenses collapsed. I couldn't tell where it started, but in the blink of an eye, all the people who wandered the Hunter tribe were scrambling to escape. The face-to-face battle turned into a one-sided slaughter.

Khazar paid a lot of casualties in order to break through the defensive line. At this moment, they were all red-eyed, and the whole army was inspired by bloodthirsty fanaticism, and the entire battlefield was chasing the dead and chasing the north, blocking the front and intercepting the back. It was the defeat of the army, the obedient ones escaped as soon as possible, and the foolish ones all became the souls of the sword.

Look at this situation. Gander immediately stopped his business. He obviously had a lot of experience with such situations, so he quickly found a suitable hiding place and hid in.

"Ashrufat, hurry up. Now we'll have to hide for a while. ”

"Why?"

"Because they're running around, maybe one of them will come here and a few more pursuers. Gander said.

"Then we should leave while it's still far away. Ashrufat was a little puzzled.

"Fool, what's the good of leaving?" said Gander, spitting out the weeds from his mouth. "We can't afford to take such a risk and get nothing. ”

"Benefits???

"Nonsense, what do you say, what will that Chaos Lord of the Qajar tribe do next?"

"Pursue the fleeing enemy. Ashrufat replied immediately.

"That's right. Gander said. "He will lead his army in pursuit as far as possible in order to kill as many enemies as possible. And then, what will happen on the battlefield?"

"It's all dead, what can happen?" replied Ashrufat. Chaos warriors prefer to use weapons such as sledgehammers and axes, so the kind that falls motionless on the battlefield are rarely wounded and do not die - if they do, they are the ones that are not far from death.

"That's right, they're all dead. But...... What about the possessions of the dead? Naturally, they can change owners. ”

Ashrufat finally understood.

As he spoke, the two warring parties had already left the battlefield for which they had just sacrificed their lives and their lives. Gander took the lead, and Ashruphat followed him into battle.

Two figures walked across the battlefield. The so-called battlefield was previously the camp of the army of wandering hunters. After such a bloody battle, the surrounding area is a miserable scene: dead corpses everywhere, blood that has not yet dried up, and dying choked and moaning come from the throats of the wounded who have no hope of survival, and turn into meaningless noises on the battlefield.

Gander seems to have become accustomed to this. He quickly picked up a severed human head and ripped a gold earring from his ear.

"Hey, it's pure gold, not bad. Gander took a bite of the earring and grinned into his arms. "Ashrufath, hurry up, we don't have much time, and it will be miserable if they come back and see us. ”

Gander is indeed a journeyman. In the blink of an eye, he had already searched for several valuable gadgets for himself. Ashrufat, on the other hand, didn't care about this qiē, and just walked silently through the battlefield. He did not search for the body of the deceased, but slowly observed the deceased, feeling the wordless atmosphere.

It wasn't that he was full of pity, but that he was full of disdain, though he didn't even perceive it himself. These defeated and dead people are of no value at all.

Then he saw a corpse on the ground - if he was out of the ordinary, it wasn't wearing ordinary Chaos armor.

This is Gruni's knight's armor.

As mentioned earlier, the Chaos Armor is a gift from the evil gods, and even if it does not have magic attached to it, its craftsmanship and design are all on top of ordinary knight armor. As a result, Chaos Cultists sometimes capture Southerners' weapons, but rarely use Southerners' less defensive, somewhat bulky armor.

There is only one possibility for someone who can wear this armor. This one is probably a southerner who was attracted to this side by the evil god.

Ashrufat bowed his head and turned over the body of the deceased. The deceased was probably in his forties, and the cause of death was a fatal blow to the back - caused by a giant axe that split through the armor and flesh directly to the internal organs. The weapon in this man's hand was a long sword, a weapon that was common to the knights of the south, but not popular on the part of the barbarians. This is further proof of the origin of the deceased.

"Stupid guy. Ashrufat made this assessment softly. With such a little ability, you dare to come to the realm of chaos? Isn't this looking for your own death?

If it's Ashrufat, it may not be possible to change the battle by one person, but at least it's okay to fight your way out on your own.

"Oh, this one is a Chaos Champion!" Gander spotted Ashrufat's side. He reached out and picked up something from the deceased: it was a huge ring with Tzeentch's mark painted on it.

"High-end goods, only chaos champions can have. Gee. He shook his head. "The most people are attracted to Tzeentch. He said. "Foolish mortals, seduced by endless knowledge, do not know what kind of arduous path it takes to acquire it. That's a trap. That kind of noble pursuit, where is there such a joy as being happy in time. ”

"Chaos Champion?" Ashrufat looked at the ring.

"Yes, Chaos Champion. Gander replied. But he still has reservations, and refuses to give up his body and mind to Tzeentchy completely. Therefore, although he has the status of the Chaos Champion, he does not have the power and authority to match it. ”

"This ...... What do you mean...... Southerners, even if they have a status recognized by the gods, must ......"

"That's right. Gander looked at Ashruphat with the same eyes. "That's exactly what it is. Although you have the status of the Chosen Warrior, you have not yet handed over all qiē to the Prince of Joy. So you don't have Chaos armor that matches your status. ”

It turns out that to become a high-level believer in Chaos, there must be a ritual of identification. Ashrufat thought so.

Although this ring is also made of gold. But Gander did not put it away, but threw the ring to the corpse. "Don't fall for Tzeentch's schemes, stay away from anything associated with it. He said casually. Then he found that Ashrufat was still looking at the corpse. "What's wrong?" he asked curiously.

"I'm not going to be a loser. Ashrufat said. After saying this, he looked at the body again, and then left, without the slightest hesitation.