Chapter 225
"Run, that wizard has appeared again! He is right here, come on, come and save me Ahhh——!!!"
"Retreat! You must not be blocked by him in the dead corner of the alley. Roger and the others were bombed into the sky just now!"
"Where did this wall come from? We can't get out anymore. !"
"Help, who will help us?! Hurry, run ahhhh——!!!!"
"No, don’t beg you don’t kill me, I'm innocent. Let me spare my life for the sake of being a fellow Lothar, no no no Ahhh——!!!"
...Various, various forms, The successive noises, from vicious and merciless, from the mouths of the mercenaries who had just blood-washed the entire gully alley, cried out in every corner of the gully, and at the same time spread the atmosphere of fear to every one. The face of the mercenary.
From the beginning of the battle to the present, the mercenary group hired by hundreds of people has lost more than four squads, nearly half of its troops-replaced by an ordinary army. It has collapsed and is at the mercy of others!
Even if they persist until now, these mercenaries have long lost the morale of at first, one by one complexion pale, shiver coldly huddled together, the sound of explosions and their companions kept coming from their ears. The screams of trembling in fear, the shield and crossbow in the hands of trembling in fear, frightened and flustered like frightened rabbits.
What really made them frightened and angry, and persisted until now, is the "method" of this wizard to kill.
From the beginning of the battle to the present, this wizard has never really met force with force with them. Every time it is a shameless sneak attack or a trap, or it is the kind of magic that will explode suddenly, Fireball ——No one has even seen his face clearly.
Of course, there are, but he killed those people!
If this damn wizard really popped up from somewhere with a long sword, and then killed ten or twenty wandering Knights head-on, I'm afraid the entire mercenary group would have already collapsed.
But Loren didn’t plan to do this—just like a cunning fox, leaving a few holes in the stupid bear again and again, but from start to finish didn’t strike the most deadly blow .
Because the real purpose of this "fox" is to make this bear bleed to death.
The collapsed house, the sudden explosion, the dagger in the blind spot...Any mercenary, as long as he is alone or appears at a commanding height, he will be quickly killed by the black shadow; and once he is behind The squad wants to come up for reinforcements, either in the air, or screaming and turning into coke on the ground.
This is an enemy that mercenaries have never encountered-cruel methods and powerful skills, but they don’t confront them at all, and they don’t even give them any chance to prepare for tactics and double-team siege. At a moderate pace, little by little, kill them thoroughly.
Just like the useless patrol team just now!
The ever-decreasing number of comrades in arms, the screams in the ears, and the enemies that have never caught up...The fear in my heart is slowly surpassing the anger, controlling the actions of every mercenary.
They only feel that they have become prey to be slaughtered, letting the wizard lurking somewhere hunt and kill it until the last one is left!
There is far more than one mercenary who doesn’t think so...
The mercenary leader of face pale stands in place with a sword and looks stupidly. Focus on all this. The wandering Knights and Heralds behind him said nothing, staring at him involuntarily.
Just two quarters ago, he had a team of patrol guards supported by the Bellini family, a well-equipped and well-trained mercenary group composed of crossbowmen, sword and shield fighters and wandering Knights — -But the opponent is just a small, wizard from the countryside of Lotaire.
But this "little" wizard killed the patrol in only two quarters of an hour, and hired the mercenary group to kill more than half-not "casualty", it was really even one There is no living left.
It's over, it's all over... I thought it was a fat to oily beauty, but it actually evolved to this point!
I am a mercenary leader. How many well-trained warriors and the level of equipment determine how valuable he is-and a general without an army mercenary leader is worthless!
Don't talk about the capital, who has lost the value of use, the Bellini family will definitely kick themselves out of the gate like a drowning dog!
He has now figured out the "trick" of the wizard. From beginning to end, his purpose is to bleed himself, and then kill all the living holes in the gutter alleys.
How cold-blooded, how cruel!
Of course, the mercenary leader who fell into fear and lose one's head out of fear would not have thought that he had just washed the gully alley with blood before, and did not leave any life.
But he knew that he absolutely couldn't continue like this, otherwise it won't be long before the rest of the people will be wiped out by him. When the time comes, I become a true "one man, one army"!
What should I do, run away? Absolutely not! This is Eboden, who will get news before they leave the Bellini family. They will definitely throw all the accusations of blood-washing the gutters on themselves, and the entire mercenary group can't escape!
"Retreat, let everyone retreat!" The mercenary leader who forbeared fear issued an order: "Then gather here. If anyone dares to escape before my order, I will just cut it. He lost his head!"
The panicked messenger and the remaining wandering Knights left immediately-the gully alleys were small, and there were also few mercenary groups left, and mercenaries quickly got orders. They turned around and fled without the slightest hesitation, huddling like a group of quail behind the mercenary leader.
Faced with the mercenaries who fled in a panic, the black hair wizard did not choose to pursue it but watched it coldly, as if it would be the result from the very beginning.
In other words, you don't need to be smart to think of this. No matter how tenacious, you will still choose to retreat temporarily in the face of such a huge casualty.
The battle lasted for less than two quarters of an hour, even if it had only been half a day before, the mercenaries gathered behind the mercenary leader, there were only less than fifty people left!
Just looking at these "remnants and defeated generals" made him feel a burst of blood in his heart, and all that was left was deep trembling and fear.
The gutters and alleys near the ruins are full of remnants of flames, blood stains and charred corpses, as well as shields and weapons thrown on the ground, as if they had just experienced an exceptionally tragic fight.
The right hand of the leader of the mercenary was trembling slightly, but still little by little pulled out his sword and pointed to the up ahead in the gutter lane, shouting with a panic: "Come out, I I know who you are and what you want to do!
So just use the most direct way to end all this, bet on your life, and bet on me and the brothers behind me, let We use the most noble way of the Sackland Empire to resolve our struggles!
I, Anthony Bodlis, the leader of the Trident mercenary group, under the witness of the Holy Cross, gave the name of Knight to Dear wizard, challenge!
Yes, you heard that right-I am a mercenary leader, but I am also a genuine Knight. I challenge people who humiliate and trample on my dignity. It is the right granted to me by the Sackland Empire and the Holy Cross! Please stand up bravely and accept my challenge!
If you are willing to accept the challenge, I guarantee that no one from the Trident mercenary group will disclose you Secret; but if you refuse-even if it is to fight this life, we will break out of the gutters and lanes, no matter how powerful you are, it is impossible to guarantee that we will kill all of us!
We are ready Bet, it depends on whether you dare!"
After screaming out these two sentences as hard as possible, the mercenary leader made a gesture with his left hand behind him, and the enlightened messenger immediately hid in the back row. The crossbowmen waved.
Just as the mercenaries were trembling with fear, one by one was preparing to run away, suddenly a silhouette came out from the ruins not far away, wearing a hood, and the cloak on his body had already become fragments. The leather armor under him was exposed, with a blood-stained Knight long sword in his hand, the calm walked to the stared wide-eyed mercenary leader.
"I, accept your challenge."