Knight Nasser taught Zhou Qingfeng a standard tactical lesson - luring the enemy into pursuit, laying mines in advance, and counterattacking quickly. The whole process was simple, and even done casually during the tense process of escaping in a hurry, the effect was surprisingly good.
Good.
The identities of prey and hunter were reversed in an instant. When the old knight heard the choking coughs and curses coming from behind, he immediately ordered to turn back. In the dark night, a team of more than a dozen people turned around and attacked in a tacit understanding.
Even Todd is very understanding.
The members of the cavalry struck flint again and lit more than a dozen grease-covered torches. On the road in the dense forest, Zhou Qingfeng stumbled along with the torches. Upon hearing the command to "throw the torches," the torches were thrown away.
Zhou Qingfeng is considered experienced in many battles, so he is not too panicked in the claustrophobic environment of the night. He can smell the strong spicy odor, and can also see the silhouettes of pursuers scurrying around under the light of torches. He is at this moment
Feeling the direction of the wind, I realized that I had been in the wind.
Being able to make correct decisions in short and urgent situations, the rich combat experience and adaptability of Knight Nasser and his men played a key role. In comparison, McCann at the back was only a little clever, and the Jackal was only a mere bravery.
.
The old knight tried his best to create a good situation for his side, but the real fight still had to be fought by each armed man himself. Facing the chaotic crowd, Zhou Qingfeng did not enter the battle for a while. He only drew his sword in his hand and waited and waited.
Todd rushed to the front wielding a big ax, and his fighting power was more than twice as strong as the last time he wielded a wooden stick. Facing those pursuers who were unexpectedly caught by surprise, he beat them hard, mercilessly hitting his opponents on the head and swinging.
Blood spurts from time to time on the ax blade.
The orcs opened a gap in front, and the cavalry members cooperated with two or three people at the back. Their attacks were more capable. They attacked from left and right when facing a single target, and coordinated defense when facing multiple targets. Each of their attacks was extremely short, fast and
ruthless.
A jackal holding an ax and a shield tried to resist, fighting and retreating. It let out a threatening growl, conveying the message that it was not to be trifled with, but its eyes were filled with tears because of the spicy smell.
, the vision becomes blurred.
A member of the cavalry roared, disrupting the gnoll's hearing, attracting its attention, and forcibly attacking its left hand holding the shield. When its head turned to the left, the cavalry member on the right broke through with a knife and cut a slit under its ribs.
A bloody gash.
Zhou Qingfeng watched the jackal man staggered from side to side, constantly injured and bleeding, and finally fell to the ground. He couldn't help but sigh at the cruelty of this kind of fighting.
'Last time' the cavalry encountered a surprise attack by jackals and was beaten to a miserable state. This time it was the jackals who were unlucky and failed to organize effective resistance - the two teams were clearly facing off against each other. They were prepared to fight but not prepared, and the situation
It's completely different.
Zhou Qingfeng was watching the battle when a wounded jackal broke through and rushed in front of him. The monster did not dare to fight, and grabbed the tattered shield and tried to forcefully knock away the young human who was blocking the way. At this moment, this guy weighed more than 100 kilograms.
The best weapon.
Zhou Qingfeng did not step aside to get out of the way. He only took small steps back, always blocking the opponent's front. At the same time, the short sword in his hand kept stabbing, and the sharp sword light lifted the opponent's defense like peeling a shell.
One sword split the edge of the shield, another sword cut off the opponent's exposed shoulder, and another sword stabbed the opponent's scalp. After four or five sword blows, half of the jackal's head was cut off, and the body fell down.
The brain is like a bowl of tofu brain, spilled on the ground.
This is a trick that Zhou Qingfeng practiced repeatedly with the Ugly Old Man's gang outside the Dragon's Nest Cave. Facing the opponent's violent attack, he kept retreating, maintaining balance and calmness, and repeatedly weakening the opponent until one fatal blow.
He can deal with two or three opponents of the same level at the same time with a broken sword. Now he has replaced it with the princess's sword, which is as sharp as clay, and his killing efficiency has been greatly improved.
The Nasser knight who counterattacked was not greedy for credit. After killing three or five of his pursuers, he whistled, reorganized and retreated. At most, he had some trouble calling Todd back. The guy rushed out more than ten meters by himself, and was hit twice when he came back.
Arrows are still poisonous.
The orc's gray face turned blue, but he said happily without caring: "It's okay, I'll be fine in a while. This little poison has no effect on me."
After checking, the old knight Nasser actually agreed with this idiot's words, picked up a few torches for lighting, and sped up to leave the fighting scene. However, when he saw the jackal with his head cut off, he looked at Zhou Qingfeng in surprise and said:
The skills of young people are somewhat overestimated.
As soon as the cavalry left, less than a minute later, McCann jumped out of the darkness with gritted teeth. Centered around his feet, three corpses and two wounded were wounded within twenty meters.
These casualties may not seem like many, but they have seriously damaged the morale of McCann's team. There were seven jackals in one team, two were killed and one was seriously injured. In addition, more than half of the bandits who gathered in the 30s escaped, and they can still be reunited.
They were all trembling with fear.
This is the result of carelessness and an experienced player seizing the opportunity to counterattack.
"Boss, what should we do? Should we still pursue him?" Several fellow gangsters emerged from both sides of the forest road, looking at the corpses and torches on the ground, waiting for McCann to make a decision.
"If we don't chase you, what will we eat?" McCann's face darkened and he shouted cruelly: "Shut up those two who are determined to die, and the rest will continue to chase me.
Along this road, there seems to be... Razor Village. It's a den of thieves. The old guy didn't take the main road but went into the woods. His sudden escape is very unusual. I have to follow him and take a look. I always
I feel like something big is going to happen tonight."
The forest path extended, and Todd led the cavalry team to run very fast. After passing through the vast woods, about two hours later, the team arrived near Razor Village.
Zhou Qingfeng looked at the hilt of his sword. The ruby ​​​​had no bright color at all. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Knight Nasser said: "The enemy is beyond a certain distance from you, and the constant arcane magic on the hilt has no effect."
"How far is this distance?"
"Depending on the intensity of the hostility, most of them won't be detected if they are more than two hundred yards away."
Two hundred yards is close to two hundred meters, which at least confirms that it is safe for now.
Zhou Qingfeng still breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Razor Village with a few bonfires shining in the dark night. Thinking about his original identity and being sent to be fed to the dragon by the villains in the village, he couldn't hide the hatred in his heart, "I'm going to burn this place."
A broken village."
Knight Nasser took out a scale from his backpack, fumbled for it carefully and then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Alatis is nearby, we are going to find that damn evil dragon."
A dozen members of the cavalry team were both excited and sad when they heard this. Zhou Qingfeng asked curiously, "What is this?"
"It's a dragon scale. It fell from Aratis. The closer it is to the body, the temperature will increase." The old knight also handed the scale to Zhou Qingfeng, "You touch it."
Zhou Qingfeng stretched out his hand to touch it and felt that the scales were indeed warm, "Is this what you rely on to find evil dragons?"
The old knight nodded, "The court wizard of the Principality of Os used prophecy arcana to find the location of Aratis, but the evil dragon resisted the search of the spell. We only know that it is in the black forest, but we don't know where it is.
Where?
There was a fight before the contract was revised, and this dragon scale was shot off from Aratis. We relied on it to determine the dragon's location. Now the last hurdle remains - passing through Razor Village."
For a moment, the cavalry team and Zhou Qingfeng all stared at the dilapidated village in the wilderness.