Chapter 213 Extinction
In the darkness, the gangster on duty in the grass heard laughter from behind and the occasional woman's cry. He bitterly said to his comrades: What bad luck! Everyone else drinks and eats meat, but we are the only ones here drinking the northwest wind.
There is no other way, it’s our turn.
The leader of the sentry was a mid-level thief, and he was about to stand up and teach his deserting subordinates a lesson. Suddenly he took a step back and felt something was wrong, because except for the idle crowd, there were no other sounds in the dense forest.
His long adventures told him that either there were beasts with strong enough aura, or there were a large number of creatures that could make those sensitive bugs stop chirping.
Neither is a good thing. Cold sweat dripped down the thief's head. He wondered whether it was in the dark or if there were too many people.
He did not dare to make a sound, and looked at the movements around him with trepidation. He slowly stepped back and hunched over. Now only returning to the senior soldier Eric could give him a sense of security.
Suddenly, the thief noticed an unusual and shocking shadow and was startled.
A companion?
He didn't try to hide his whereabouts, but hid behind a big tree.
Xiu Xiu Xiu, Xiu Xiu Xiu.
Cold arrows shot from the shadows pierced the throats of the guarding bandits, and then they fell to the ground with their necks.
The intermediate bandits looked at the standard crossbow arrows stuck in the wood, their tails flicking, and they were terrified.
Professional stalker!? Military crossbow!?
Bloody hell! Aren’t all the elite soldiers of Bailey City sent to the front line? Why are they here!?
Furthermore, in the darkness, as they took aim, could it be that the Count's own guards were equipped with spell items?
In a short period of time, the thief had figured out many plots, but there was no time to delay: he jumped up, used his fighting skills, moved quickly among the trees, dodged the crossbow shots, and advanced towards the leader.
Suddenly, a purple light flashed from behind and hit the thief on the back. The thief's speed dropped sharply.
Spellcaster! Slowing spell! Over!
The crossbow arrow missed the back of the decelerating thief's head and fell to the ground with a clang.
As a high-level warrior, Eric's hearing was much better than others, and he heard a strange sound in the dark.
Enemy attack!
The gangsters roared, put down the wine bowls in their hands in panic, grabbed their weapons, leaned against the fire, and looked into the darkness of the forest (bcaj).
Brothers! Don’t be afraid! We will win in the end! Whoever kills the most enemies will get a reward of one hundred gold coins!
Hearing these words, the eyes of ordinary robbers turned red, and they rushed forward, fearing that others would steal their gold coins.
They did not notice that their leader, the original member of the Blood Hand Party, had quietly retreated towards Eric.
Leader, boss, what should we do?
Eric was shocked. With the ability of intermediate thieves, they could not escape. He was also worried, but the surroundings were so dark that they had no idea who the enemy was, where they were, or which direction to run. That's good, if you run blindly, you might hit the muzzle of the gun! Therefore, Eric felt very uneasy.
Eric gritted his teeth. Let those idiots go first. You can take the gold coins and find an opportunity to run separately. We'll meet at the same place!
Ouch!
Several wolf howls were heard in the forest, and the wandering bandits couldn't help but hiss when they saw the thick fluorescent green eyes lighting up in the dark forest.
Wolves?
No! It's a jackal! Damn it! Didn't those monsters also take advantage of the chaos and escape from the forest?
Suddenly, the dull sound of war drums sounded, and the dense rhythm of the drums seemed to beat on the hearts of the bandits, and the morale of the wandering bandits began to decline.
Damn it! This drumbeat is not for jackals, what's the difference here!
Eric's scalp tingled and he yelled. Brothers, we can't escape from the hands of these jackals in the dark. If you don't want to die, pick up your guns and hold on until dawn.
The wandering bandits realized that their leader was right, so they gritted their teeth and grasped all kinds of weapons in their hands.
To the inspiring drumbeats of the shaman, the gnolls visible in the darkness howled at the bandits.
As the jackals approached the fire, the bandits attacked the jackals and fought with them.
These bandits have gone through long-term wars, feeding on tree bark, digging tree roots, snatching food from the mouths of wild dogs, and experienced various hardships.
These gnolls are different from the wild animal monsters they have encountered before: not only are they well-armed, but they also know how to cooperate.
Eric's heart was beating wildly, "He whispered. We can't take it anymore! Kill them now!"
According to the adventurers of Bloodfang, they followed the leader and rushed in one direction.
Eric held a big sword in his hand and cut the arrogant jackal in half, including the man and the sword.
Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound from above and hurriedly hid to the side. A terrible wolf wedge crushed the helpless man behind him.
A gust of wind blew over the fire, and the light of the wind illuminated the huge and ferocious face of the two-headed ogre.
Eric was horrified.
The two-headed ogre cast a spell and shook off the bits of flesh clinging to his wolf hide.
A flash of green light hit Eric quickly and unstoppably.
weak!
Looking at the ogre's raised wolf mouth again, Eric's face turned gray-white, and another puddle of rotten meat appeared on the ground.
In the end, none of the Bloodfang bandits escaped. They were either captured alive or killed in battle.
Ahhhh!
Several young, unclothed human women either huddled up and screamed in terror, or simply fainted when they saw the blood-covered monster approaching.
To the surprise of the few sober men, the gnolls ignored them and began searching the corpses for valuable items.
At this time, a man in military uniform walked out of the monster.
You are safe.
After plundering the loot, the monster army did not want to rush back overnight. They just lit a fire in the open space near the battlefield and feasted on the captured food and wine.
In the darkness of the forest, next to the heat of the fire, monsters danced in front of the surprised eyes of the prisoners of war and robbers.
Early the next morning, an army of monsters escorted the prisoners of war into Bailey Town. People stood on both sides of the road, pointing at the monsters and the prisoners of war.
What's going on here?
I heard these people were robbers.
As the truth spread, people looked at the monster army with less fear and more kindness.
Of course, the monsters don't care what civilians think. They are an army of monsters who obey Lin Qiu's orders.
After handing over the prisoners to the Bailey city defense army, the monster army returned to the military camp outside the city carrying the food and wine rewarded by the count, and began eating and drinking again.
They still have a long time to live in Bailey City. .