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167 Retreat(1/2)

"Stay!" The giant old patriarch roared, causing the entire jungle to reverberate.

Many giants were greatly excited for a moment, and many soldiers from the viscounty territory also trembled in their hearts. When the giant old patriarch roared, they felt that the world seemed to be in turmoil, and their souls were shaken out by this roar.

in vitro.

"Ah!" Viscount Leofric cried out in pain, blood spilled on the ground, and the old leader of the giant clan was holding an arm in his hand.

At that moment, Viscount Leofric's sword was completely avoided by the old patriarch. The old patriarch anticipated the trajectory of Viscount Leofric's sword, and reacted with extremely terrifying reaction speed and powerful muscles.

His strength forced him to change the direction of his attack.

By the time Viscount Leofric looked at the opponent's giant hand on his shoulder in horror, it was already too late.

"Run!" Viscount Leofric was decisive enough after all. When he saw that something was impossible, he ignored his right arm and broke away. He knew that if he could not let go of his right arm, his whole body might be left behind.

here.

Immediately afterwards, Viscount Leofric pointed his severed arm at the old giant leader in front of him. In an instant, plasma burst out, and even after the old leader got the result of the battle, for a while

delay.

"Father!" Unilla was shocked when she saw this scene, but Viscount Leofric also knew that they would not leave while he was here, and evacuated without looking back.

The old leader of the giant clan was also slightly stunned for a while. Although the giant clan was amazingly powerful, they were also somewhat incompetent in fighting. In terms of the sophistication of their fighting skills, they were naturally far inferior to humans.

Therefore, when facing Viscount Leofric, with blood spurting out of his face, there was really a big loophole. That is, his absolute strength was far superior to the opponent, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss.

Such a master had already gained a huge advantage in such a short period of time. By the time the old patriarch could react, Viscount Leofric and others were already gone.

"Stop chasing, the child is important!" The old leader of the giant clan looked at the giants who seemed to want to continue chasing, and stopped their behavior. He also heard that the number of the other party was not small, and the Tarik Mountains were not peaceful at the moment.

, it’s better to be on the safe side.

He knew that the strength of human beings was still quite terrifying, and the strength possessed by the Viscount was only a very small part. Even if he really left all the opponents behind, it might not be considered a victory.



"Father," Unilla looked at the pained Viscount Leofric, and was also very anxious. The safety of the viscounty still depends a lot on Viscount Leofric's youth and strength.

.

Moreover, the valor of the viscount is to a large extent the guarantee of the strength of the viscountdom. In Pendor's world, the lord's combat power can still inspire the morale of the soldiers to a certain extent.

Especially some lords who are good at fighting showed amazing fighting skills in killing at the beginning. Even if the enemies they killed were not worth mentioning at all, the morale improvement they brought was unimaginable.

But after this battle, can his father really still control the viscounty?

"Hurry back to the castle and be on guard, be careful of the giants coming to attack you." Viscount Leofric coughed softly, used simple first aid measures to stop the bleeding, and said with a pale look on his face.

"No one is allowed to tell anyone about today's battle, otherwise... hum." Talot walked in front of several soldiers and said coldly.

"The dinars promised by my father will be distributed after returning to the castle. Your families should all be in the viscounty. If the news leaks out, the result will not be very good." Unilla also said sadly.

.

"Don't worry, adults, we will never tell anyone!" the soldiers said separately, and waited until they joined the main force.

"How did you fight?"

"There are still a lot of people, why did they retreat!" Many soldiers who came were still curious. It seemed that the overall damage was not too much, so why did they retreat like this?

"Don't say it, don't say it." A soldier said very enigmatically.

"What happened?" A soldier who looked like an elder asked his comrades who had participated in the battle before.

"Brother, please spare me," the soldier begged his cousin with a grimace. "We really don't let you talk about this matter. If you don't believe me, you can ask others."

"It's strange." Many soldiers were also asking their close comrades to find out what was going on. They found that everyone was tight-lipped. Such a strange phenomenon was naturally more shocking.

"The lord has an order for all soldiers to return to the viscounty to strengthen the defense of the town of Trubrun and deal with the giants who may come to invade." An officer shouted, but it once again aroused the doubts of countless soldiers.

"Will the giants invade?"

"Oh my god, what happened during this period of time!" Many soldiers looked unbelievable. They did not expect that in just a short war, the Viscount chose to retreat, and the town of Trubrun might even be destroyed.

to invade.

This is what happened!



Not long ago, in the southern section of the Trik Mountains, the same withered grass blocked all views, but in the middle, there was a huge open space with simply built tents, dark green unknown vines entwined with green leaves, and...

It looks quite delicate.

"Are you sure you're in front?" At this time, Owen frowned slightly and asked a short middle-aged man next to him. The man's face was deeply wrinkled and seemed to be mixed with dirt that was difficult to wash away. There was a faint smell all over his body.

The smell of earth.

This is a person who rolls around in the wild all year round...

Owen only saw the other party for the first time and believed that Matut had not deceived him. They fulfilled their promise and found the guide who knew the Tarik Mountains best.

The guide Edward obviously did not disappoint Owen. He easily avoided the group of wild beasts next to him, followed the path on the other side through most of the dense forest, and finally came to this section of the land.

"That's natural. I still know something about these giants. They rarely live in groups, and generally only important people or treasures will set up black-topped tents. All the giants will know it when they see it.

Come spontaneously to pay your respects." Edward said confidently, "And I just saw a giant carrying a large wooden plate covered with leaves, but it was obviously the giant egg you were talking about.

Of course, giants shouldn’t be able to lay eggs, I don’t know exactly what they are.”

After all, they planned Viscount Leofric's route and were attacked. Naturally, they knew that giants gave birth directly, which is often called viviparous. This egg should not hatch into giants, but it was none of their business.

"That's good," Owen nodded. He still believed in Edward's experience, but there were at least eighty or ninety giants here, and the terrifying number still made people feel numb.

The next moment, a large number of giants seemed to hear something. Each giant excitedly picked up a weapon and rushed outside.

There were older giants shouting, but they couldn't stop the fighting spirit of the young men. In a short time, a large number of giants had already headed towards the Urarte River!

"Let's go, Viscount Leofric has lived up to our expectations!" Owen gave a slight high-five with excitement, venting his inner excitement.

"You also..." Matut's heart trembled slightly when he saw this scene. There is no doubt that he is taking advantage of the viscount. These people must be too courageous.

I originally thought they were going to rob the treasure, but later I discovered that the other party seemed to have some plans for Viscount Leofric, and even directly calculated the other party into the plan, using the strength of Viscount Leofric to give them

To restrain.

"Have you dealt with those two people?" Owen seemed to have thought of something, and frowned slightly again.

"Don't worry, they will never open their mouths," Matute suddenly felt shocked. The two people who went to report the message were also dazzled by their temptation of huge sums of money. Now Viscount Leofric was pale

, maybe they will investigate in detail.

"Well," Owen nodded and smiled again, "I believe that your Matute Adventure Group will handle it properly. After all, if the Viscount discovers it, nothing will happen to us. Well..."

Matute smiled bitterly and nodded. The originally cold spirit wolf Morote also twitched the corners of his mouth slightly. Obviously, he also understood what this meant. It seemed that the Matute adventure group had really boarded a pirate ship.

Lord Viscount Leofric, who is so easy to offend? If one person is not good, everyone will be wiped out.

The courage of these people is really too great. Unfortunately, by now, Viscount Leofric may have suffered a lot of casualties. The road has been gone and there is no turning back.

Even if they really defected before the battle, Viscount Leofric, who was greatly weakened, would not let them go and would have no choice but to follow Owen down a dark path to the end.

"Should we go now... they have been away for a while," Matut suggested as he looked at the many tents in the distance, took a deep breath to expel some unrealistic thoughts from his mind.

"Don't be impatient," Owen shook his head, making Matut's face slightly wrinkled. Is this okay? What if the giant who left the other side comes back?

After a while, Irving became a little impatient: "Why haven't they come yet? Now is a good time, there are less than thirty Giants left."

"Them?" Matute was stunned for a moment, seeming to realize something. Could it be that Irving has help?

Sure enough, these people have another trump card and a profound background. No wonder they dare to offend Viscount Leofric, and who knows who is standing behind them.

Swish, swish, swish...

Many people in the adventure group were a little nervous, because they heard a large number of footsteps, rustling, but there were definitely a lot of people, and their strength was probably pretty good.

Sure enough, the next moment, a large number of men in black appeared in the distance, all dressed like Irving and others. Looking around, there were probably forty or fifty people!

What a terrifying strength!

Matut and Morotte looked at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes. The strength of the other party was too amazing. Such terrifying strength could crush their small Matut adventure group.

It doesn’t seem difficult!

What they value most is the power they and others operate here. For a while, the attitudes of Matut, Morot and others seemed to become more and more humble.

"Owen, are you sure this is here?" A slender, masked man in black walked up to Owen and said, "Don't make any mistake, for your errand, we came from nearby.

Come on, I haven’t even had time to eat.”

nearby……

Matut and Morotte looked at each other and seemed to understand. It was obvious that this was a secret organization arranged by some force nearby. It seemed that they were here for the giant egg this time.

What kind of treasure is it that makes Viscount Leofric and the unknown mysterious force value the giant egg so much?

"Humph, don't worry." Owen said angrily. Of course, although his words were not polite, he looked a bit apprehensive on his face.

Matute narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart was shaken, and he seemed to be in disbelief. He gestured to Morot, "Seven"!

Many members of the adventure group were shocked, which meant that this unknown masked man in black was a strong man up to the seventh level!

The strength of these people is simply unimaginable.
To be continued...
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