Autumn is already deep, and the further north you go, the colder it gets. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The further north you go, the more sparsely pedestrianised it becomes, even if it's one of Denmark's busiest trade routes.

Finally, those caravans, groups of adventurers, and lone warriors were all gone, and on the wide road, only Zhang Ang and his group of four people remained, and they still kept heading towards the north.

Along the way, the number of villages found to have been slaughtered and burned gradually increased, and even the villages led by nobles who were very close to the city were also affected.

In the forest next to the avenue, there are no animals and birds, only the dead leaves continue to fall, making the whole forest quiet and golden.

And the cities they passed through were all closed and heavily guarded, and even at night, the walls were lit with bonfires, and there was not a trace of welcoming travelers, or going out of the city to explore.

Zhang Ang knew that these were all because of those wolf herders, the tribes of wolf shepherds who gathered for some reason, and they were now very close to those wolf herders, and the journey below would become dangerous, and they would usher in a long-lost battle at any time.

In order to deal with possible unexpected situations, Zhang Ang let Albert, who has the most acute senses, walk at the front of the team, while Arnold walked at the back of the formation, and Susan still sat on Arnold's shoulders as before.

Zhang Ang found that Arnold's shoulders had become Susan's special seat, wide and thick, stable and comfortable, and now he rarely walked on the ground.

The group also slowly left the main road and walked along the path towards the nearest port.

After walking for a while, Albert, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" asked Zhang Ang, looking around and lowering his voice.

"There seems to be a fight ahead. Albert's face was serious: "Shall we avoid the past, or shall we go over and see?"

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Ang made up his mind and said: "Let's go over and take a look, in case it is a wolf shepherd, you can just inquire about the news, more or less, and you can save some innocent people." ”

After thinking about it again, Zhang Ang said to Arnold: "Arnold, you take Susan to hide in the woods over there, and I will go over with Albert." ”

Having learned the lesson of the last time, Zhang Ang took out a brand-new huge shield and steel mace from the ring and handed it to him: "Don't run around, protect Susan, wait for us to come back." ”

He said to Albert again: "If you really run into the enemy this time, then leave a few for me, I happen to have too little actual combat experience, and I need to hone it well." ”

The two of them carried light skills, and tried to touch the source of the sound lightly.

Flashing through the trees and pushing aside the weeds, a fairly large village appeared in front of the two of them.

The village was dilapidated and disorganized, with holes in the low walls, sparks from the houses, and it was a clear village of looting and slaughter, and the sound of the fight was present in this small village.

It's the werewolves slaughtering the village!

As soon as Zhang Ang jumped up, he wanted to rush towards the village.

However, he was stopped by Albert: "No! Don't be impulsive! This village has been looted before, and it is probably not a wolf herder inside! Let's take a closer look!"

After slowly approaching with the help of weeds, I found something wrong.

Looking at the few corpses in front of him that were obviously not villagers or wolf shepherds, Zhang Ang looked at Albert with some confusion.

I saw him frowning: "Round-pointed helmet, chain mail, short spear and shield, this is ...... This is the Royal Danish Guard!"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ang didn't react for a moment.

"The one who is attacked inside must be an important member of the Danish royal family!, let's go and help!" With that, he took off and rushed towards the village.

Zhang Ang had no choice but to follow and enter the village.

The fighting in the village was very fierce, and it seemed that there were people fighting everywhere, people everywhere were shouting and shouting, and there were also the sounds of house walls being knocked down, and the sound of energy stirring and the sound of hidden weapons breaking through the air one after another.

The first to appear in front of Zhang Ang and Albert was a heavily armored knight with a two-handed heavy sword, and his opponent was a man wrapped in black robes.

There are many people who like to be wrapped in black robes, but there are only two types of people who are the most famous, namely the Inquisitors of the Holy See and the members of the Church of the Skull.

And the skinny arms and blue-gray skin exposed from the black-robed man, without Albert's explanation, Zhang Ang also knew that they were members of the Church of the Skulls that he had heard of many times before.

The skeleton cultist did not use a weapon, but relied on a pair of thin bamboo chopstick-like palms to face the enemy, and he constantly leaped into the air, slamming against the knight's heavy sword, making a clashing sound of gold and iron.

And his strength is extremely great, the knight in heavy armor was slapped back again and again by him, swinging his sword left and right, but he couldn't stop the attack of the thin claws, often "snapped", and there was a clear palm print on the steel armor on his body.

Seeing that your knight couldn't support it, Zhang Ang hurriedly took out a stainless steel kitchen knife and rushed towards the skeleton cultist.

With no thick into the room, there must be room for its recovery.

The moves in "Ku Ding's Knife Technique" were vividly brought into play by him, and he easily dodged the skull cultist's palms that were struggling to help him and slashed at his body.

There was another clash of gold and iron, but the result was very different, and the sharp blade of the blade cut off one of the skeleton cultists' hands like butter.

"Ahh ”

"The one who wants your life!" Zhang Ang didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly slashed with a knife.

"Woo ......" let out a roar, and the skeleton cultist actually fled.

It's a pity that behind him is Albert, who is sweeping on the sidelines.

The brown figure flashed, and his head flew high, and his head was in a different place.

"How's it going, it's okay, what the hell is going on?" Zhang Ang said as he looked at the knight who was sitting on the ground, gasping for air.

"We are the Royal Danish Guards...... Ahem...... accompanied His Royal Highness the Prince and Mr. Hans Christian Andersen to investigate the werewolves, but ran into these miscellaneous members of the Church of the Skeletons...... Ahem...... I beg of you, to help protect His Majesty, and that we of the Danish royal family will reward you. The knight stroked his chest and spoke with difficulty.

"Then where is your prince?" Zhang Ang hurriedly asked.

"Mr. Andersen dragged the archpriest of the Skull and Bones Guild...... Ahem...... Prince, they should go north, you go over and help, help......" The knight spat blood, and could not go on.

"Okay, let's go!" Zhang Ang led Albert towards the north of the village.