Just to be on the safe side, Heath still called a few of these refugees into the tent during dinner time to confirm their identities.
I asked a series of questions like 'Where are you from?', 'What business did you do before?', 'How is the market?' and other questions. The other party's answers were fluent. Judging from their words and deeds, they were indeed in line with their status as businessmen. Except that they seemed
It's because the aftermath of the disaster was a bit too tense, and there was nothing unusual about it.
‘So, I’m overly worried?’
Heath also tried extraction, but unfortunately he was unable to extract valuable information.
In any case, Heath reminded the rest of the team afterwards to be more vigilant, but it was obvious from everyone's perfunctory words and attitudes that this reminder probably wouldn't have much effect.
14 years old is too young. Although he holds the title of wizard, in this magic-free area, others are suspicious of the characters in such stories and myths, and no one will listen to what he says.
Heath didn't have any good solution for this. He could only take it one step at a time, hoping that as Goode said, he could grasp it.
To be honest, although everyone usually treats Goode as a stupid dog, Heath knows that he actually has real qualities. At least he has extracted [Advanced Swordsmanship·Swift Sword] from him during this period, [
[Records of the Art of War] Waiting for talents to learn, these are not something that ordinary people can master.
With this kind of capital, even if there are some hidden robbers and the like, it shouldn't be impossible to deal with it, right?
Maybe?
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The sky in June is like a woman's face that changes at a moment's notice. It was sunny in the morning, but suddenly turned gloomy in the afternoon. By the time the sun went down, the sky was completely covered by thick dark clouds, and the darkness seemed to be threatened by a heavy rain.
to.
However, the weather at this stall was extremely calm, there was not a trace of wind in the humid air, and the dark clouds that filled the sky were motionless, just hanging so low.
The desire has not yet subsided, like a demon that is always ready to wreak havoc on the world, it is so oppressive that it makes people breathless.
The bonfire was burning sizzlingly, and sparks exploded from time to time, scattering into the night sky. The dancing flames illuminated the surrounding scene.
In front of the bonfire, three soldiers on vigil were sitting around. One of them, who was sitting a little further away, had fallen asleep against the tree trunk. The cross sword was thrown aside and was covered with thick weeds on the ground.
The remaining two were grilling the leftover food from the dinner while chatting about some topics with smiles that all men knew. Their eyes swept over a tent in the center of the camp from time to time, their expressions filled with envy.
There is a large sheepskin tent standing in the center of the camp. It is the exclusive tent of Commander Goode. At this moment, he is doing what he loved with the woman in the tent in the morning. The woman's moans and the man's heavy breathing can be heard in the night sky.
It doesn't stop.
At this moment when everyone was completely relaxed, suddenly——
"Boohoo!" A low sound of arrows sounded.
A row of arrows suddenly shot from a distance, aiming directly at the two night watch soldiers sitting in front of the campfire.
"What sound...ah..."
"Puff puff!"
"Ah...uh...uh..."
Before they had time to react, two soldiers were tied into a sieve. One of them died suddenly on the spot, and the other was shot through the throat. The severe pain caused him to cover his bleeding neck with both hands and stumbled to the ground.
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Before he fell to the ground, the soldier was horrified to see that dozens of figures appeared in the woods hundreds of meters away, and they were quietly coming here.
He opened his mouth wide and seemed to want to say something to the surviving companion who was not found because he was sleeping under the tree, but he could only make a sound of "Uh uh... uh uh...".
At this time, it was like a pebble thrown into a lake, quickly drowned out by the moans of men and women echoing in the night wind.
At the critical moment, the soldier used his last bit of strength to lift a piece of red-hot firewood and threw it at the soldier. The firewood landed on the soldier's trouser leg, and quickly burned a small hole in the trouser leg.
The red-hot firewood quickly fell in and came into close contact with his skin.
Immediately——
"ah!"
The soldier screamed and woke up from his sleep.
He immediately found the firewood that burned him, and immediately his eyes turned red and he yelled at his companions: "Damn it, Huck, Lean, you two bastards, can't you keep yourself warm by the fire... huh? Huck?"
Lean?"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw his two companions lying on the ground. He subconsciously left the hidden tree trunk and ran towards the nearest companion, and picked up the companion who was not dead yet: "Huck, my God!
What's going on? What happened? Huck!"
The companion named Huck was so anxious that he could not speak. He raised his fingers with great effort and kept gesturing behind the soldiers with his eyes, where several archers had already raised their long bows in unison.
"Whoosh!" There was a sound, and the shrill sound of arrows exploded again.
The white-feathered arrows that rotated at high speed were shot towards this side at great speed, grazing the soldier's shoulder and plunging into the soil next to him. Apparently, the archers and soldiers were not prepared for the sudden appearance of this soldier.
The soldier was stunned for a moment.
He finally understood what was happening, turned his head suddenly, and immediately spotted the enemy attacking under the cover of night.
"Enemy attack!!!"
The belated warning finally sounded in the night sky.
"Boohoo!"
A row of arrows followed, and the soldier turned pale with fright. He rolled and crawled to hide under the tree. Although he moved quickly, he was still hit by an arrow in his calf before hiding under the tree.
, the pain was so painful that the soldier broke into a cold sweat.
"Sword... sword... my sword!!!"
Ignoring the pain in his legs, the soldier hurriedly groped into the haystack, groping for his cross sword in a panic. However, the thick weeds grew to knee height, and the cross sword thrown into it was not at all.
Know where it went.
"Da da da..." At the same time, a burst of footsteps sounded behind him.
The few archers who sneaked into the shooting range and were responsible for assassinating the night watch soldiers had arrived at the camp. At this moment, they had thrown away the long bows in their hands, and each had a one-handed cross sword and a round oak shield in their hands.
An archer immediately walked up behind the soldier who was still looking for the cross sword, put his shield against the soldier's shoulder, and stabbed the cross sword cleanly into the heart. There was only a "pop" sound, and the cross sword penetrated
Come in with your heart.
"Plop!" With a sound, the soldier fell to the ground.
Before he died, he finally saw the cross sword submerged in the haystack, and a nervous smile appeared on his face.
"Sword...my sword..."
He stretched out his hand to grab the cross sword, but his hand froze in mid-air.
After the archers killed the last vigil soldier, they did not continue to rush towards the camp. Instead, they quickly exited the camp, picked up the long bows thrown on the ground, strung the bows and stringed them, and waited for the subsequent large forces.
The warning of the soldiers risking their lives was finally in vain. A series of chaotic footsteps sounded in the camp, and the soldiers walked out of the tents in a panic.
"Ah! Enemies, there really are enemies!"
"Archer, hide quickly!"
After confirming the enemy outside, they hurriedly hid behind the bunker arranged in front of the camp.
Soon, more than a dozen soldiers filed out. Because of Heath's reminder in the morning, they subconsciously kept their armor and weapons on hand before going to bed. Although they were in a hurry, there was no situation where they abandoned their armor. They gathered together
Together they look quite similar.
But at the same time, the follow-up troops of the enemy in front have also rushed over. After seeing these enemies, the soldiers' faces suddenly turned pale. There were more than thirty of them, and they swept the camp in a mighty manner.
Surrounded, the power is really scary.
This group of enemies blocked the entrance to the camp, but did not launch an attack rashly. Although Goode was arrogant, his military quality was indeed good. The camp he chose was backed by a river valley and surrounded by mountains on both sides. It had a wide view in front and was the only place where he could be attacked.
There are also some bunkers set up with horse-drawn carriages, firewood and thorns directly in front of it, which are quite difficult to capture.
Previous facts also support this. Even if the night watch soldiers were careless, the enemy's ambush still failed to completely eliminate the warning force. Instead, it allowed our side to successfully enter the defensive position before the enemy's large force arrived.
Seeing that the two sides were in a stalemate at the entrance of the camp, at this moment, Goode came out.
"grown ups!"
"Sir, there is an enemy!"
The soldiers suddenly seemed to have found the backbone and surrounded them one after another.
"I'm not blind!"
Goode waved his hand impatiently, then turned his head to look at the enemy in front. After this sweep, his brows also frowned unconsciously.
He didn't expect that there would be so many enemies.
Bandits and their like can usually gather three or five people, which is considered good. If there are more than ten people, they will be taken seriously by the nobles and they will not hesitate to send troops to annihilate the bandit group. A group of more than thirty people like this... Damn it, don't all the nobles in Gray Woodland have it?
do you died?
It doesn't matter that there are a lot of people, but what's even more frightening is the weapons.
Although the weapons and armors on the robbers' hands were various, Good could see that they were all excellent combat weapons. Such weapons could only be in the hands of nobles, so how could they fall into the hands of the robbers?
Gone in hand?
Distraught, Goode stepped forward and pulled out the cross sword.
Although the opponent had a large number of people and well-equipped equipment, it was still far from the level that made Good fearful. If some of the bandits hadn't been prepared in a hurry, he would have taken the lead to rush in and cut them down, thus plating himself with great achievements!
The key to winning a battle is never the number of people or equipment, but—
Elite!
"Zheng!" The loud sound of swords exploded in the night sky.
Gude stood proudly in front of the enemy's formation, pointing his sharp cross sword directly at the enemy's face without giving any dignity.
His voice was thunderous, and he said with great momentum: "Where did you come from, are you impatient? You dare to attack the Morrison family's convoy. If you don't leave a few heads today, you will never leave here alive!"