Zeref, who had lost too much blood, had almost lost consciousness, but he could still feel the movement coming from around him.
Zeref struggled to open his eyes just a slit, and after seeing clearly the real master who made those beasts mobilize so much, he murmured in a hoarse voice, somewhat unbelievably: "Haimel... Sir?"
Heimer actually came back? Came back to save him?
Zeref immediately beamed with joy. When he wanted to stand up, he remembered that his hands and feet were tied and he could not move.
Heimer maintained a confrontation with these wolf-headed guards. When he saw that Zeref seemed to have woken up, he said: "Zerf, just sit there and wait. I will come to rescue you right away."
Dealing with six wolf-headed men by himself was something Heimer had never done before, and it was indeed quite challenging.
"Ouch!"
The two wolf-headed men took the lead in launching a tentative attack. They had an absolute advantage in numbers, so they were not nervous and wanted to confirm the strength of the enemy first.
"Drink!"
Heimer roared angrily and fully mobilized the fighting energy in his body, causing it to circulate throughout his body.
The enemy's attack has arrived. He first deflected his body to avoid a blow from the back of a wolf-headed man, and the long sword in his hand blocked the oncoming long knife.
The owner of the long knife was a brown-haired wolf-headed man. When it saw that the attack was blocked, it held the knife with both hands and wrestled with Heimer. Seeing that the opponent was pressing hard, Heimer was not to be outdone, and veins popped out in his hands to fight with it.
Ordinary human soldiers will inevitably be at a disadvantage when wrestling with orcs, and this brown-haired wolf-headed man is one of the lieutenants of the alpha wolf Nursha, and is naturally more powerful than ordinary wolf-headed warriors.
It was also a little surprised to see that Heimer dared to wrestle on its own. With its competitive spirit, it did not issue an order for the other wolf-headed men to attack. After understanding this, the other wolf-headed men stood on guard and did not disturb the captain's interest.
"Well..."
Heimer gritted his teeth, and the long sword and the long knife sparked in the confrontation. The brown-haired wolf-headed man grinned, and the two rows of wolf teeth were also clenched.
Although Heimer was fighting against this wolf-headed man at this time, he knew that his enemy was not the only one. He was always distracted by the other wolf-headed men who were still watching.
And when this brown-haired wolf-headed man saw that this human being could actually fight on par with him, he couldn't help but think to himself: Huffman's death was indeed not unjust.
The brown-haired wolf-headed man confirmed that the other party was a member of the human army that attacked the troops left behind, and judging from the armor worn by this human warrior, he was actually "Badafenr".
In the eyes of this wolf-headed man or most of the orcs, the human army is weak and can be bullied. Human soldiers usually only huddle in tall buildings to fight against the orcs with crossbows and artillery fire, rather than fighting the orcs head-on.
It is recognized that the average basic combat power of orcs is stronger than that of humans. An orc warrior often requires more than a plurality of human soldiers to suppress it.
Therefore, the orcs often ridicule the human army as a group of cowards, but there are exceptions to everything, and a few human armies can make them look at each other with admiration.
The kings whose armies were human began to spend a lot of money to train them. After people realized that they could not fight the orcs simply by relying on peasant soldiers temporarily recruited from civilians, these professional soldiers, who were originally mainly used as a deterrent, began to rush to the front line.
Some of the elites selected from the veterans have received more systematic training, and their strength in team combat and individual soldiers is not inferior to that of the orcs.
The "Badafenr" to which Heimer belonged was one such army. The Badafingr Legion had achieved quite brilliant results in fighting the orcs, leaving a deep impression on the orcs.
The brown-haired wolf-headed man became more and more cautious. Seeing that he and this human being were inextricably tied for a long time, he decided not to waste any more time to avoid unexpected changes.
The brown-haired wolf-headed man raised his tail, which was a signal to attack. As soon as the captain asked for help, the other five wolf-headed men immediately attacked Heimer.
However, this situation was also expected by Heimer. He did not expect this to be a fair battle.
Heimer released his strength, and the wolf-headed man wrestling with him realized that Heimel wanted to get away, so he took the opportunity to slash his face with the long knife in his hand.
Heimer, who had already calculated the enemy's movements, used his flexible positioning to strike the sword in the air. Then he made a big turn and drew a long arc with the long sword in his hand to block the three attacks from behind.
Before he could catch his breath, the attacks from the two wolf-headed men on his side had arrived. Seeing that his movement was blocked, Heimer could only withdraw his sword to block the attack from the right.
clang!
Unable to take care of the left side, the left shoulder armor was directly hit with a mace by the wolf-headed man on the left side, and the protected bones of the shoulder armor also made a crisp sound.
This was the result of Heimer minimizing the enemy's damage. If he had not adjusted his position in time, it would have been his head that was crushed just now.
One against six, he was injured in the first round, while the enemy... they were unscathed.
Feeling deeply in trouble, Heimer took advantage of the gap created by the enemy's attack and retreated to the side of the carriage.
He leaned against the carriage and pressed his injured shoulder with his right hand holding the sword, but the blood continued to flow out. The injury to his left shoulder caused the entire left hand to lose feeling, and the current situation was more dangerous than before.
"grown ups……?"
The blood drops dripping from Heimer's shoulder and down his arm entered Zeref's field of vision, and he realized that the soldier had been injured.
So Zeref advised: "Go away...I'm not worth risking your life to save."
The six wolf-headed warriors surrounded them again. Heimer held a sword in one hand and had no intention of surrendering.
He tilted his head and said to Zeref sitting next to him: "Didn't you take care of me when we first met?"
Zeref was stunned when he heard this, and after thinking for a while, he remembered that he had indeed added an extra chicken drumstick to Heimer's rice.
He didn't expect that Heimer would mention such a trivial matter at this time, and Zeref was a little bit dumbfounded.
Heimer continued: "Tit for tat, I don't want to leave behind someone who has taken care of me."
While they were talking, the brown-haired wolf-headed man had already swung his long knife towards Heimer. Because Heimer lacked the strength to hold the sword with one hand, he could only use the long sword to miss the trajectory of the long knife, and then Heimer struck again.
Jump to the other side of the carriage to avoid attacks from other wolf-headed men.
The one-armed body meant that his body was no longer as flexible as before. He could no longer evade all the wolf-headed man's attacks. If he didn't pay attention, his abdomen was cut open by the spikes on the wolf-headed man's weapon.
As his injuries worsened, Heimer had to continue to retreat. After all, he was alone. In addition, there was a very exhausting battle yesterday. The fighting energy in Heimer's body was insufficient. It was obviously impossible to defeat these wolf-headed men with only his current state.
Arabian Nights.
"Oh, they are really an incredible group of guys."
When this unfair battle was almost at the end, the voice of a human boy suddenly broke in.
"It's okay to bully a small number with more people, but you still have no shame."