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third chapter(1/3)

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.

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"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.

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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.
To be continued...
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