Without any hesitation, and completely unwilling to feel sad about his own casualties, facing the opponent's eyes that were mixed with horror and ferocity, Adler rushed forward with a standard diagonal step, his sword flew, and he chopped down an intelligence agent whose body was covered with blood, and then
After a roundhouse slash, blocking the left and slashing right, the surge of fighting spirit split the other intelligence agent with a dagger in half! It was so fast that the three subordinates could not keep up with his speed.
Now there is only the last knight left, and it's four against one! But this knight once again gave Adler a surprise. He tore open a scroll inlaid with red inscriptions, and a strong magical aura suddenly hit his face - unexpectedly
It’s a high-level scroll! He’s actually a member of the same profession!
"Explosive flame spin!" In the sudden increase in temperature, nine huge fireballs spewed out and rotated around the knight's body. The spinning fireballs were connected end to end, drawing endless arc-shaped traces of light in everyone's field of vision.
There was absolutely no room left for people to dodge.
Adler roared wildly, but he could only throw the two swords in his hands. Two nearby men rushed forward without hesitation, protecting him tightly.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..." The revolving fireballs kept hitting the bodies of the three people, exploding almost at the same time, and the huge impact threw Adler high! "Bang, bang" kept sounding, and Adler
Five balls of light dust of different colors exploded around him, which meant that his life-saving equipment had come to an end. The flames flying around stained his leather armor and quickly burned through it until he was protected by a piece of magic defense worn close to his body.
Clothes block it.
Even so, Adler was beaten to pieces and his face was burned with a series of blisters.
He propped himself up, his ears were ringing, his eyes were dizzy, and he was unsteady on his feet. Waves of nausea rolled in his chest. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood before he felt better. Looking up, he found that one of the two men who had rescued him had disappeared, and the other
One is still rolling not far away, but the flames have burned half of his body to charcoal. Even the Great Magician cannot save him from such injuries - where is the enemy?
The knight who used the scroll was not spared. One of Adler's swords was inserted into his right chest, and the tip of the blade was exposed on his back. However, the opponent's fighting will was no weaker than Adler's, and they were all so miserable.
Well, he is still fighting with the fool who only has one hand left! After the fool becomes mad, he will not distinguish between friends and foes, as long as anything standing is his enemy, but fortunately he chose the right target this time.
"I want your life!" This was the first time in Adler's life that he was forced into such a situation by his opponent. He roared and pounced on him, first circling the fool with his arms, then swinging his legs out and firing a crossbow with his left foot.
, he touched the handle of the knife with his right foot, causing the two things hanging on the knight's body to penetrate deeply!
With a "pop" sound, the knight began to spurt out blood. Unable to hold his balance any longer, he took a few steps back.
Knocking the fool unconscious with one punch, Adler rolled twice on the spot, grabbed a dagger beside him, rushed forward from a kneeling position, and stabbed the dagger fiercely into the knight's abdomen! The knight's body trembled, and with the last bit of strength
He was also dragged down by this injury, with eyes full of unwillingness and hatred, and his body slowly fell down.
"You bastard, you won't die unless I nod!" Adler roared angrily, smashed a first-aid scroll on the knight, then turned around and treated his own people as quickly as possible.
The brief battle around this small outpost, because both sides were not ordinary people, resulted in extremely tragic results. All eleven Sbia intelligence agents on the other side were wiped out, and only the last three knights died. On Adler's side,
In the end, only seven people, including the fool, were saved, two of them were seriously injured and one was in a coma.
Before the battle was over, Adler's adjutant, the family guard who had been following him, died... Ever since Adler joined this war, the adjutant has been with him.
A subordinate, but in fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a partner. However, he actually died in front of Adler, and died in the last battle without hesitation.
Adler wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corner of his eyes, quickly saved his men, and drank another potion for himself. Then he came to the knight who kept vomiting blood, reached out and took out several packages in his arms, and caught the light of the fire.
Check it out.
The knight held the blade on his chest weakly with both hands, and there was only numbness in his eyes. His injuries were so serious that he was actually no different from a dead person, and he could not stop Adler at all! The latter put the package on the ground, opened it, and took out the contents
The items - there are noble badges, medals, and Sibia's military rank insignia, but the only thing missing is information.
It was obvious that the intelligence had been destroyed by the knight during the battle, which made Adler even more angry.
"...Not bad, with the rank of major and the second-class medal of the Sbia Expeditionary Force, you are considered a figure in Sbia, right?" He looked at the knight's noble coat of arms and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
, "I'm actually a hereditary viscount. If I kill you, the Sibia people will probably not let me go, but they will never know this, because I am the final winner!"
The knight gave him a contemptuous look.
"In return for you killing my men, I will keep your badge. I swear that I will find out your details, capture your family, and entertain all men, women, and children slowly," Adler said.
Clearly, trying to make the other party hear clearly, "I swear. I will do this! Because I am the grandson of Prince Ulysses, and I can abandon all aristocratic principles for the sake of hatred!"
The knight's eyes were full of anger, and blood spurted out of his mouth bit by bit, but he couldn't make any sound.
"...It's not easy for you to be scared. I made a Sbia elite scared!" Adler laughed out loud, his expression arrogant and complacent, "Let's see what's in this last package...
Ah, we opened the red cloth, oh, we actually saw a white gemstone inlaid on black iron..."
Seeing the package being opened, the knight's eyes showed a trace of sadness and guilt.
"Well, yes, this turns out to be a rare forest essence stone. Is it a gift from your lover? Is it a secret inheritance of the family?" Observing the knight's anxious eyes, Adler's smile was full of cruelty. He slowly
He stood up and said, "But it doesn't matter, because this will be my trophy! I will keep it well and pass it on to my descendants... Thank you, Your Excellency, I also want to thank you for the supplies and horses,
I will use them to return to my hometown soon!"
"And you have to stay here to rot slowly." Adler took a step back and slowly drew out his sword, "I will shave your face, put you in the uniform of the Merchant Corps Army, and then match mine.
With the rank of major, guess what your comrades will do to your body?"
"You..." Adler raised his sword high and made a standard chopping gesture, "Go to hell!"
With a "bang", a black shadow pierced the thin magic barrier and flew toward Adler at lightning speed! The proud major didn't even have time to react before he was hit by a powerful impact.
He was knocked away with great force, and then his whole body hung in mid-air and shook violently.
Blood was flying everywhere, severe pain was boiling, and there was only an unconscious sound in Adler's throat. He had no idea what he was hit by! The attack came so suddenly, and there was a magic barrier outside, so no one noticed it.
.
"Sir!" Several of the men who were dressing their wounds were completely stunned. They rolled and crawled closer. In their field of vision, Major Adler was passed through by a huge crossbow arrow, and the arrow had penetrated deeply into the ground.
, the arrow body tilted towards the night sky, and Adler's whole body was lifted up by the arrow tail, and was shaking with the vibration of the arrow shaft!
Experienced soldiers have recognized that this is the crossbow arrow equipped by the Sibia Army's standard medium-sized crossbow machine. It can almost be regarded as a lance. Its power is not something that flesh and blood can compete with - just one arrow is completely destroyed.
The magic barrier and the leather armor on Adler's body, although it was a family heirloom, could not stop such a sharp attack.
Adler's hand tightly grasped the tail of the arrow, his eyes were extremely shocked. The wound on his chest was shocking, and a large amount of blood was flowing completely out of control. His men removed him and used magic scrolls and first-aid potions, but nothing happened.
Has no effect.
Who shot the crossbow? Are there any remnants of enemies outside? Or have the Sbia knights arrived? The scarred men stood around the outside of Adler, looking at the dark wilderness in horror. Only the corner of the Sbia knight's mouth could be seen.
He showed a mocking smile - for him at this time, what could be more satisfying than seeing his mortal enemy beheaded?
However, the knight did not know who launched the attack. The nearest patrol would not arrive so quickly, and his own fireworks signal was not successfully sent...Who shot the crossbow? Could it be the mysterious person who used the light to remind him?
?
"here……"
While everyone was waiting in horror, a hoarse and rich voice sounded in the distance and reached everyone's ears clearly. Except for Knight Sbia, everyone was shocked because the voice sounded a bit familiar.
.
It seemed like an ugly ghost was shouting! It was the dull, honest and loyal tribal warrior. Wasn't he delaying the warning? Was it the crossbow arrow he shot? Or had he discovered the location of the crossbow arrow? The people in the post were waiting nervously.
More precise consultation.
"Here..." There is no doubt that this is the voice of the ugly ghost, but the second half of the sentence made his "comrades" inexplicably frightened, "This - is - the Clark Riverside Border Guard Post!"
"Here..." His shouting was full of energy and emotion, but the meaning in it made his relatives painful and his enemies happy. "Here - is - the sacred Sbia Alliance border line!"
"No one is allowed to cross without permission!"
It's over! This man who was taken in by Major Adler turned out to be a sinister and shameless Spian.
"Those who violate this rule will be killed without mercy!"
As soon as the low roar ended, another crossbow arrow flew towards him with a whistling tip.
This time, because there was no magic barrier, everyone within the outpost could determine the general direction, but they still could not change anything. A soldier who had just noticed something was wrong and raised his feet to avoid was hit by the crossbow arrow on the spot.
Break in two!
There was a "bang", blood droplets flew all over the sky, minced meat torn by arrows sprayed into the sky, and there was even a trace of hot air floating in the sky.
The remaining people looked at each other, and those who could still move drew their weapons together and started to kill in the direction of the sound. Although they were all injured, something happened to Major Adler, and it was impossible for everyone to survive.
For them, the only consolation is to take down this enemy.
While the seriously injured were waiting, roars and screams kept coming from the darkness in the distance, and then everything returned to calm. The night was silent, but like a devouring beast, people felt unprecedented despair and fear.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
Footsteps sounded, as if someone was walking over. The heavy and regular footsteps were full of strangeness. A seriously injured man gathered his last strength and touched a short sword. He stood up tremblingly and barely put on a defensive posture.
action.
In the distance, a dark figure walked along the path towards the guard post. After getting closer, the seriously injured man discovered that he was walking in standard goose steps.
The opponent had no armor on his body and only wore a military uniform. It was a Sbia military uniform specially prepared by Major Adler to disguise himself as an enemy. There was a one-handed sword hanging on the belt around his waist, and the iron on the scabbard was scratched.
It was shiny and didn't look like he was coming to fight at all...but he made a loud noise every time he took a step, and the muscles on his face that were damaged by the flames were shaking with each step.
"Ugly ghost - it's really you!" The seriously injured soldier clenched his weapon tightly, with an expression as if he wanted to devour the opponent alive.
The ugly ghost in his mouth didn't look sideways. He held the sword with one hand and walked into the firelight. His expression was solemn and solemn. He kicked and stepped with all his strength. His right hand swing was always consistent, and his movements were regular like a etiquette officer. But combined with his
With the darkness behind it and the killings it brings, he is like a demon stepping out of the abyss!
With a "snap" sound, the ugly ghost stopped twenty steps away, turned around with a "sand" sound of his feet, and faced his "comrade-in-arms".
"You..." The seriously injured man stared at his performance in stunned silence, a familiar feeling welling up in his heart, but he couldn't be sure.
"My name is not ugly!" He finally said something meaningful.
It was at this time that the seriously injured man caught a glimpse of consciousness. He suddenly realized and revealed the ugly ghost's true identity: "You are the commander of the outpost!"
That's right! On the zero-hour day of the war, the seriously wounded man also visited this post as an attaché of Commander Adler. He saw with his own eyes the second lieutenant officer marching out of the watchtower with this kind of salute. Even the place where he stood was similar to today's.
Wan is exactly the same. Yes, that's it, their body shape and posture are the same person!
"I am the Commander of the Clark River Border Post of the Sbia Alliance, Second Lieutenant!" His ferocious face burned by flames was now extremely hateful in the eyes of the merchant army. "Everyone who crosses this line
,Kill without mercy!”
The hilt of the long sword was slashed down, and the seriously injured man in front of him fell to the ground, with bright red foam spurting out of his mouth, still looking in disbelief.
A dozen steps away, Major Adler, who was already dying, sat up as if he had regained consciousness amidst the screams of the seriously wounded.
He took a breath, randomly stuffed a piece of cloth into his wound, and finally glared fiercely at the "tribal warrior" who was kindly treated by him because he had a heroic tattoo on his chest.
The knife handle stubbornly walked towards Adler in goose steps. The last seriously wounded man rushed over, hugging the handle's feet for life, insisting on his responsibility for the last time. His ending can be imagined - with a flash of sword light,
The head flies up!
With a "pop", the knife hilt stood in front of Adler, and then gave Adler a very standard military salute. His expression was solemn and serious, but full of showoff, and the dust stirred up under his feet even
into Adler's face.
"Major Adler, NATO Treaty Business Group Alliance, you have committed the crime of invading the Sbia Alliance! It is unforgivable! I am now punishing you in the name of the Sbia Alliance and in the name of His Majesty Cohen Keda.
!" The eyes of the knife handle were neither angry nor happy, just like a damn military judge, "Blood debt must be paid with blood, no one can escape Sibia's revenge!"
"Bah!" Adler spat out a mouthful of blood, his ferocious expression not dissipating at all. His hands were groping around his body, as if he was trying to find something to kill the handle of the knife.
The handle squatted down and grinned, showing a set of white teeth: "Adler, as promised, it's time for me to fulfill my promise to you!"
Hold the sword with one hand by the hilt, support the sword body with the other hand, and gather all your strength to send it forward.
The sharp sword tip penetrated Major Adler's throat.
Then the sword deflected half a circle and pushed forward to cut across.
With a "pop" sound, he personally ignited the flames of war. Major Adler, the founder of Zero Hour of War, dropped his head to the ground. His head rolled forward and was covered with dust and grass roots. When he finally stopped by a cesspool,
A pair of empty pupils were still looking straight at the night sky.
Perhaps at the last moment, Adler still did not believe that he would die here, at the hands of a second lieutenant at a border guard post. He was a proud man of heaven and a noble family! He had a bright future and unlimited potential! How could he put a little boy to death?
What do you think about the little second lieutenant of the border guard? How could such a humble, worm-like little person pose a threat to him?
However, he died in the hands of such a little man, which was a very humiliating beheading for a nobleman!
"Sissy, Lao Caigen, uncle..." Holding the sword high by the hilt, raising his head to the sky, facing the distant stars, she shed hot tears, and muttered one name after another, more than twenty times in total.
, “We’ve been waiting for this moment!”
But at this time, no one could respond to him, and all that surrounded him was the depth and desolation of the night.
Wiping off the blood on the sword, the hilt came to the dying knight, picked up another fireworks signal from the pile of scattered items, and without hesitation pulled out the fuse to the night sky. There was a "whoosh" sound, green and yellow.
Fireworks soared upwards with a trail, and finally exploded into a gorgeous flower high in the sky.
"I am the commander of this post, Second Lieutenant Dao Ji. My theater verification number is 64700, and my contact verification number is page 6, line 7 of the Holy Capital Psalm, ice-like air." After sending the signal, Dao
The handle observed the knight's wounds and said sadly, "I can't save you, your injuries are too serious. I was the one who sent the signal before, so I'm very sad that I couldn't help you."
The knight just shook his head, twitched the muscles on his face a few times, and looked away. The hilt of the knife followed his gaze and saw the red package. So he picked up the package and opened it in front of the knight's eyes.
A white gemstone was inlaid on the plain black metal. The knight looked at this thing and kept opening and closing his lips, but still could not make any meaningful sound. This thing had nothing to do with the battle situation but was very important. When he took it over
, someone told him that many people have sacrificed their lives for it, so now, it is no longer a simple ornament, but a sacred object that carries people's sincere emotions.
It was almost taken away by the enemy just now, and the knight comforted himself that it did not pose a threat to the battle... Now, it was right in front of the two Spians, but the knight could not speak, or even tell the ensign about it in any other way.
what exactly is it!
How to do how to do?
The look in his eyes was almost gone, but he was still so anxious.
The handle of the knife carefully looked at the thing in his hand, and he noticed that countless memories were flashing in his mind. Slowly, some of the fragments overlapped with the essence stone... It was also a night like this, with a warm bonfire and some floating
The fragrant food, and the resolute-looking general. By the way! It was this thing in my hand. That night, the cloth wrapping it was so bright, and the knots on it were so neat!
"I know, I heard it." The handle held the package solemnly, looking back at the knight and said, "I heard everything you want to say..."
The knight looked at the ensign, his dark eyes a little angry.
"What you are saying is - I have something to entrust you with. This is something Brigadier General Chatai entrusted me with."
The knight's godless pupils were lit up by the words of the sword handle. He looked at him in disbelief, and even suspected that he was hallucinating.
"When you return to the city, please give this to Major General Maru from the Strategic Reconnaissance Bureau of the General Staff Headquarters. Please tell him that Chatai has been taught by him for many years and is determined to reconcile with him and want to become a life-and-death brother with him.
——This forest essence stone is the witness of eternity." The knife handle finished this sentence word by word, and then asked the knight, "Is this what you want to say?"
The knight nodded heavily, he was surprised and happy, his eyes were full of relief and gratitude.
"I accept this commission now. As long as I have a breath left, I will definitely send it to the waiting city!" The handle of the knife tightly grasped the package that had appeared in front of him on the eve of the war and now fell into his hands, making a solemn gesture.
Promise, "I promise!"
A teardrop flowed out of the corner of the knight's eyes, without any expression anymore, and his eyes slowly closed.
"Rest in peace, brave warrior, you will rest forever in this hot land that you love so much." The handle read these words, gently pulled out the sword and dagger from the knight, laid him flat, and covered him with a cloak.
.
Then, he began to look at this familiar yet unfamiliar outpost, carefully considering what else he needed to do. Revenge had always occupied his entire life, and now that he had achieved what he wanted, he felt weak all over, as if his soul had left him, and he could not even
My brain has become less bright.
The emptiness and fear kept coming, and the handle decided to do something, because now he was the only living person.
He first repaired the swords of all the merchant army soldiers, and then thought about it again and decided to sort out the remains of his own people. He found them from caves, bunkers, and collapsed guard towers, and placed them neatly on the knight's
This was a very physically demanding task, and the handle of the knife was still injured, but he was very attentive and meticulous in doing it. He even thought of getting some water to wash his comrades.
I don’t know how long it took, but when he was pulling out the third bucket of water from the handle of the knife, something hit the back of the handle with a “bang” sound. It wasn’t too painful, but it made him unable to hold the bucket anymore.
Then his vision went black, and he fell unconscious by the handle of his knife.
When the handle woke up again, he found that the whole world was swaying in front of his eyes... After calming down a little, he found that this feeling was a bit familiar. After letting himself clear up for a while, he finally understood that it was not the world's problem, but himself.
Swinging in mid-air.
Turning around, he found that he was hanging from a damn tree again, which was actually the same tree where Adler tied him up.
"What are you looking around for? Look here!" The handle of the knife was whipped, and it hurt.
He lowered his head and found a young second lieutenant wearing a Sibia military uniform looking at him with arrogance. This guy held a riding crop in one hand and a dagger in the other, with an evil look in his eyes.
"You are so ruthless that you led someone to take over our entire intelligence station." The second lieutenant sneered repeatedly, "I already have three human skins in my collection of tribal warrior totems! With you, this is the fourth!"
"I'm not..." Knife Handle lowered his head again and found that his clothes had been stripped off, and the totem tattoo on his chest was extremely eye-catching, "I can only greet your mother..."
"How dare you be so fucking arrogant!" The second lieutenant was so angry that smoke was rising from his head, and the whip fell like raindrops on his face. "You fucking chose this place to escape. Do you think the riverside outpost is easy to get? Do you think the hilt of the knife is easy to get?"
If you die, no one will pay attention here?"
"Ah! Ah! Stop fighting!" Perhaps hearing his name, the handle suddenly woke up. He was now facing an officer from Sbia! He could clearly see this person in the dense whip shadow.
Face, shouting, "Stop hitting, stove! It's me! Stop hitting! I send my greetings to your mother!"
But his shouting had no effect. In desperation, the handle of the knife could only raise the volume again, "Krell! I am going to be beaten to death by your little brother! He is also going to skin me! Krell Belmont! I am
The handle of the knife!"
"Stop! Stove, stop!" Hearing the miserable cry of the knife handle, an orc lieutenant who was checking Adler's belongings suddenly raised his head, rushed over with flying stones, and grabbed the second lieutenant's whip-waving hand.
"Are you talking?" The lieutenant grabbed the hair of the hilt of the knife, glanced back and forth on his ruined face, and asked through gritted teeth, "Who do you think you are?"
"I send my greetings to your mother!" Dao Hilt looked at this powerful and ferocious face, tears welling up in his eyes, "I am Dao Hilt! Your military academy classmate! You still owe me a fucking meal!"
"Verification number!" The lieutenant said as if he wanted to eat someone, "Tell me your verification number!"
"Military academy verification number 1793 Oak! War zone verification number 64700! Contact verification number Holy City Psalm Page 6, Line 7, ice-like air!"
"How many brothers do I have!" The lieutenant almost shook the handle of the knife to pieces in his hand, "How many brothers do I have?"
"you have not!"
"How many sisters do I have?" The lieutenant continued shaking, "How many sisters do I have?"
"Stop dreaming!" the handle shouted, "don't interrupt, where are my things? The stove! Where are my things?"
"Uh...it seems to have been divided." Lieutenant Luo touched his nose, "Lieutenant, do you think we should put him down first? It's hard to shake him to death!"
"Damn it! You made me cry!" The lieutenant slapped the handle of the knife before putting him down. "Damn it, if you weren't dead, where would you have been in the past two months?"
"My greetings to your mother!" The handle jumped anxiously, "Find me something quickly. Neither of you can afford to sell it!"
Two hours later... The knife handle was put on a clean and dry military uniform, but there were no military ranks or marks on the uniform. He was holding a red package and riding on a horse, but his hands were tied, and there were four personal guards behind him. They were wearing
Swabian Military Law Corps uniforms.
"Please! Please!" Lieutenant Claire Belmont grabbed the hand of a military judge and pressed down on him with his whole body. "You must help! He is the hilt of a knife! Look, how could he surrender to the enemy?
What? This is Adler’s head—he is the grandson of Ulysses!”
"Do you think I have the final say on this matter?" The military judge kept struggling, but he was no match in terms of strength. "Can I have the final say?"
"Please!" the lieutenant hugged the military judge and said, "Tell me the secrets to my brother. I have two girls in my family. How about marrying them all to you?"
"You are a half-orc..." the military judge almost cried, "two sisters..."
"The sisters you recognize are all elves." The lieutenant patted his chest, "My name was given by the imperial concubine! Do you know the background of our orcs, right? Tell us about it quickly, otherwise my sister Xiafei will come to you personally to settle the matter.
Account!"
"You dare to threaten the military judge? Let go!" The young military judge became angry and broke away from the lieutenant's hand, but looked at the handle of the knife not far away and sighed again, "Who can say anything about identifying this kind of thing?
It’s no use either.”
"The identification can take half a year!" Lieutenant Luozi said quietly behind the lieutenant, "It's unbearable to see the handle of the knife looking like this!"
"We can't wait that long!" the lieutenant began to shout, "he has to attend Sister Xiafei's birthday every year!"
"Do you think I don't know Sister Xiafei?" The military judge was furious, "I was born as a palace guard!"
"Then what should we do?" The lieutenant's performance has overturned the military judge's impression of orcs, "After being imprisoned in your hands for more than half a year, good people have turned into idiots!"
"Go find your commander." The military judge thought for a while, "Isn't there that essence stone?"
"That's useless!" said the lieutenant. "It's worthless!"
"The money is not worth it." The military judge was very satisfied with the lieutenant's reaction. This is a normal half-orc. "But looking at it now, at least four generals are involved in this essence stone... Although no one can intercede, but the adjustment
A sequence of identifications is possible."
"How are we going to notify them... General..."
"That's your business." The military judge turned his head away and drank the water slowly.
"Because of Adler, we can use emergency reports, and we can also mark the hilt as a high-level war criminal." Second Lieutenant Luozi said quietly, "Both of these methods can make the hilt avoid the local war zone and be assigned to the staff.
under the jurisdiction of the Ministry.”
"Well, let me think about it..." The lieutenant thought for a moment, then waved his hand, "Use both methods together!"
"Hey, he's a second lieutenant!" said the military judge, "a senior war criminal?"
"Yes!" Lieutenant Krell said, "He is just a second lieutenant, how can he be a high-level war criminal?"
"Before the identification, who knows his military rank?" Lieutenant Luozi pulled out a set of treaty merchant group lieutenant general uniforms from behind: "When he was caught, he would have had this suit on him!"
With a "pop" sound, the military judge sprayed out. (To be continued)