Captain Scarlock stood outside the forest with a total of 110 soldiers. He shouted loudly to the team members behind him:
"Don't be afraid. Even ghosts don't dare to move in the sun. We also brought enough holy water! Don't be afraid, we still have a numerical advantage!"
These words gave the somewhat frightened soldiers some confidence, and seeing their morale slightly restored, the captain turned to the three lieutenants behind him and said:
"The search lasts 4 hours. No matter whether we are found or not, we have to get out of the forest before the sun goes down! Do you understand?"
"As you command, sir!"
"Okay, Drake, you and I are in a team, and the others will spread out in three directions! The search begins!"
Under the leadership of three lieutenants, the soldiers formed a loose formation and walked into the forest. From a distance, the blue and white armor appeared and disappeared in the forest, which looked very strange.
"Captain, I actually want you to lead the team yourself this time."
Lieutenant Drake, who put on a set of thick blue armor and held a heavy sword in his hand, said a little embarrassedly: "It seems that I have caused trouble for you."
Captain Scarlock, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, shook his head. He inserted the long sword into the scabbard at his waist, took out his snuff and took a sip, and then said slowly:
"Don't say that, Draco, we have been friends for several years."
The captain smiled and patted the lieutenant on the shoulder:
"Furthermore, the Major General also attaches great importance to this manhunt. As long as we find any clues related to the orcs in the hilly forest, the Major General can use this as evidence to request the military to change the action order... You also know, don't
All the countries are fighting against the orcs, but we in Alterac are clinging to the gates of the country, and the soldiers are very dissatisfied."
Having said this, the somewhat bald captain was obviously dissatisfied. He snorted:
"Our King is indeed a little too timid!"
"Yes, there is no way to get promoted without fighting."
Lieutenant Drake was a complete fool. He put on his heavy iron bucket-shaped helmet and said angrily: "I was promoted to the first rank after fighting in a battle half a year ago. I still hope that after fighting the orcs, I can become a captain."
, with better luck, you might be able to become a major or something."
"Hahaha, I just like soldiers like you!"
Captain Scarlock laughed and said: "Don't worry, follow General Blackmore, we will not be short of fighting."
"But I've always had a question, Captain."
Draco looked around and lowered his voice: "It was half a year ago, that night, and an elf came to ask for help. Do you remember, why I never saw him again..."
"Shut up!"
The captain's face suddenly darkened, and he scolded: "Drake, keep this matter in your heart, no matter who you are, you are not allowed to say it in the future! Do you understand?"
"Well..."
Before the lieutenant could reply, a scream suddenly sounded in the distance of the forest.
"Ahhhhh!"
The sound was sudden and the cutoff was abrupt. In just 2 seconds, the lieutenant and captain looked at each other and drew their weapons at the same time.
"Everyone, follow up and go over there and have a look!"
When the captain and lieutenant led the soldiers to the left side of the forest, they and the soldiers behind them were stunned by the tragic scene in front of them.
The trees in this forest seemed to have been blown by a storm. The small trees were broken, and the big trees were covered with sword marks with frost. On the grass covered with fallen leaves, at least 10 corpses were lying in random directions.
Most of them were decapitated with a sword and their wounds were frozen.
Several others had their heads removed by brute force, and the worst was the captain who led the team. His throat was pierced by a bone arrow and he was nailed to a tree trunk. This scene was like a slaughterhouse and was disgusting.
Lieutenant Drake approached the captain and saw his dead eyes. The soldier gritted his teeth and reached out to close his colleague's eyelids.
"Our estimate was somewhat wrong!"
The captain was half-kneeling on the ground with an ugly face. In front of him were staggered footprints. Even a layman could tell that there was definitely more than one pair of footprints inside.
"It seems there is not just one enemy... at least 2!"
Before he finished speaking, another scream came. This time it was very close to where the two people were. Lieutenant Drake clenched the heavy sword in his hand and rushed out without saying a word. He is a very simple soldier.
, seeing his companion die tragically, he must avenge his companion.
"Drake! Slow down! Wait for us!"
Captain Skalos watched Drake rush out. He cursed, drew his sword and shield, and hurried to catch up. This time, because of the distance, they saw the assailant.
When the captain rushed into the nearby forest path with his sword and shield in hand, Lieutenant Drake was already fighting with the enemy.
The lieutenant in blue armor wielded a heavy sword with astonishing bravery. Opposite him was a human wearing black armor and holding a black battle ax.
The moment he saw the human being, Captain Scarlock was somewhat disappointed. It was not an orc, which meant that their initial guess was wrong, but they could not just let Drake fight alone.
"Go! Kill that human traitor!"
The captain gave an order, and a dozen soldiers behind him drew out their swords and shields and rushed forward, shouting.
Seeing the arrival of a powerful enemy, the silent black-armored human did not panic. He waved the heavy scepter in his left hand and forced Lieutenant Drake back. The other armored hand stretched out and clenched it into a fist, using crazy force.
The huge force hit a soldier behind him.
"Ahhhhh"
The soldier howled in pain and knelt on the ground, twitching all over. The powerful punch just now completely destroyed his body. In just a few seconds, the soldier's breathing became weak.
However, the captain had the numerical advantage. After the black-armored knight repelled the first wave of attacks, the soldiers who swarmed him slashed their weapons on him.
The collision between weapons and armor made a clanking sound, and several soldiers passed their swords through the gaps in the armor and penetrated the body of the black-armored knight.
But the next moment, something shocking happened. Even though he was pierced through the body, the black-armored knight still didn't stop fighting, as if he couldn't feel the pain at all. He was holding the steel scepter in both hands and on his body.
With the sword fully inserted, he let out a loud shout.
A strange purple light swayed, and the "Resurrection of the Dead" spell stored on the scepter exploded. All corpses that came into contact with the halo stood up again with strange postures in the horrified eyes of the soldiers, and then
Brandishing his long sword, he pounced on his companions from a few minutes ago.
This evil spell of resurrection from the dead broke the will of all the soldiers in an instant.
"Mark! What's wrong with you, Mark! Don't come over! Don't come over...ah!!"
Such frightening screams resounded everywhere on the forest battlefield for a while. The captain and lieutenant stood together. Seeing that the situation was irreversible, Captain Scarlock gave an immediate order:
"Retreat! Retreat!"
"Pah, pah, pah, pah"
Just one second after the retreat order was given, the black shadows in the forest moved, and a group of dark war horses rushed out from the hillside. The knights carrying them blocked the back of the group of soldiers.
"Oh...someone who is not afraid of death has arrived at my door again."
The knight in black dismounted and drew his bow with his backhand. As he walked towards the battlefield, he unstrung the bowstring. Every time he shot, a soldier would fall to the ground. This cruel killing almost became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
, the soldiers screamed and fled away, Lieutenant Drake roared and rushed towards the knight in black.
"Captain! Let's go! I'll help you stop him! Go and get help!"
Seeing Drac rushing into the side of the black knight, Captain Scarlock hesitated for a moment, and the soldier's voice in his heart yelled at him to go up and help, while the noble's voice suggested that he go back and ask for help.
After hesitating for less than a second, the captain turned around and ran away.
Behind him, Tyrion looked at the big man in blue armor who was rushing toward him. A grin appeared on the corner of his mouth. He put the bow on his back and drew out the black epee behind his back.
The moment it fell into Tyrion's hands, the energy of death covered the heavy sword, and the three strange runes engraved on the sword shone with the pale color of ice.
When Tyrion swung the heavy sword, the sharp blade was already covered with a layer of cold frost.
"boom"
The two heavy swords collided together, and the dark aura on Tyrion's body swayed. He looked at the ferocious-looking warrior in front of him, like a wild bull, and said softly:
"You are so powerful...Human, you are very courageous."
"So what! I don't need the praise of my enemies!"
Lieutenant Drake regarded Tyrion's praise as a shame. He took a half step back and recharged his strength. The heavy sword in his hand looked at Tyrion's body at a strange angle, just as the sharp blade was added to his body.
A moment ago, Tyrion shook his fingers with regret.
"I mean, only those with courage can survive to the end. Unfortunately, you shouldn't have been injured..."
"What's the meaning?"
Lieutenant Drake had a flash of doubt in his heart, and saw that the sharp blade in his hand was about to cut off Tyrion's slender waist, and at this moment.
A burst of pain erupted from the inside of the body, causing Lieutenant Drake's slashing to be completely out of shape. The heavy sword was easily blocked by Tyrion's gauntlet, and Lieutenant Drake in front of him instantly turned pale and his body trembled.
It's like dying.
"boom"
The lieutenant's body shook, and he knelt feebly in front of Tyrion. In the scratched wounds on his body, the blood that belonged to him gathered in Tyrion's hand in a creepy way.
With more than half of his blood drained out in an instant, the lieutenant was already considered to be extremely talented even before he died.
"Kakaka"
The bright red blood ball was frozen bit by bit in Tyrion's hand. He put it to his nose and smelled it, and let out a sigh of satisfaction:
"Well...the blood of warriors is a delicacy worth tasting."
After saying that, he looked at Captain Scarlock who had run nearly 30 yards away. A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. The ice epee in his hand was inserted into the ground. He stretched out his right hand and a complex red spell was written on it.
There was a flash on his arm.
"Your life is in my hands!"
The dark red death energy spurted out like a snake, crossed the not-so-long distance in the forest, clung tightly to the captain's back, and then retracted crazily.
Like a rope made of death energy, the escaping captain was caught back in front of Tyrion.
"Snapped"
The captain's body fell to the ground covered with fallen leaves in a spinning leap. He wanted to struggle to get up, but the next second, the sharp-horned combat boots decorated with black skulls stepped on his back, and Tyrion held his hands
Holding Captain Drake's heavy sword behind his back and staring at Captain Scarlock who was struggling at his feet, he said softly:
"Cowards...will not survive until the end..."
"puff"
Tyrion pressed down his arms, and the heavy sword surging with dark red light pierced the captain's armor, pierced his chest, and pinned him to the ground. The pain of the sword blade passing through his heart made Si
Captain Carlock's struggling face had veins popping out, his eyes widened, and his body was beating like a fish thrown out of the water at this moment.
The next second, this body was completely abandoned by life.
"Buzz"
A drop of warm blood, controlled by the energy of death, fell onto Tyrion's fingertips. He stretched out his tongue and licked it, with a hint of disgust in his ice-blue eyes.
"The blood of cowards...disgusting!"
At the same moment when the two leaders were easily defeated, the remaining dozen soldiers who followed the two men were also killed by the silent human knight manipulating the moving corpses.
After smashing the head of the last escaping soldier with his own hands, the silent human knight took out the sword from his body and threw it aside. The spell of resurrection of the dead also dissipated at this moment, and the moving corpses began to
Fell to the ground.
He walked up to Tyrion, bowed respectfully, and said in a jerky voice:
"The enemy has been dealt with. It's time for us to leave, Lord Tyrion."
"No, there is another one..."
Tyrion looked back at Lieutenant Drake who was kneeling on the ground with only half a life left. He walked up to the lieutenant, squatted down, and put his hand on the lieutenant's shoulder. He looked at Drake and said in a deep voice.
:
"I like warriors, so you have a chance to survive... When you return everything here to your general, don't use "cruel" to describe me! You see, if you don't say anything, I will take it as your acquiescence.
..”
Tyrion stood up and whistled. The silent skeleton war horse came to his side. The elf knight got on his horse and pulled down the broken hood. Behind him, the human knight also rode a silent war horse.
, the two people quickly disappeared into the forest, and the strange conversation between the two people could still be heard faintly.
"Grokush, do you think I am very kind? Look, I just spared his life!"
"If no one finds him in 20 minutes, he will die. This behavior is far from being kind. He will wait there alone to die... Sir, this is cruel."
"Damn Grokush, you are so humorless, why did I choose you as my retinue!"
And on Lieutenant Drake's shoulder, where Tyrion had just touched, terrible frostbite appeared on the lieutenant's skin, spreading to other parts of the body at an extremely fast speed, taking away Germany little by little.
