Davidson yelled. Regardless of his injuries, he directly got on his horse, reined in the horse, and rushed back.
When those wolf-headed men saw Belkas, they were actually afraid of his ferocity in killing three wolves in an instant, and did not dare to continue to pursue the others. Instead, they confronted him and gradually surrounded him alone.
When one of the wolf-headed men roared, the other wolf-headed men seemed to have received the order and rushed forward, intending to take the head of this strong human race.
At this time, the man swung his sword again, slashing away with several rays of sword light, and there were four more corpses at his feet.
At this moment, those wolf-headed men who were eager to try were defeated. These wolf-headed warriors saw that this man was so terrifying even if he was injured, and they couldn't help but feel awe. For a while, no wolf-headed man dared to step forward again.
Belkas has been standing like a statue, like a god of death. The wolf-headed man next to him was afraid of his power and did not notice that the hands holding his sword were actually trembling slightly.
In fact, Belkas was at the end of his strength and could no longer fight. If these wolf-headed men swarmed up again, he would have no choice but to accept his fate, even if he was extremely unwilling to do so.
"Belkas!! Here we come!"
When Davidson was injured and mounted his horse to go back to rescue Belkas, several young men who had been saved by Belkas just now, as well as some people who admired Belkas's righteous deed, all mounted their horses and went back to rescue Belkas.
But those wolf-headed men did not expect that these escaped people would dare to come back, and they were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of everyone.
When the wolf-headed men were tired of dealing with them, Davidson immediately took advantage of the chaos and rode up to the man with a pile of corpses at his feet.
"Walk!"
Davidson's dislocated left hand had just been reattached and he still couldn't use it, but he was fine just holding the horse's rein.
He stretched out his right hand, grabbed Belkas, and brought him onto the horse. When the others saw that Belkas had been rescued, they reined in their horses and began to evacuate.
"Brother, this sword is given to you."
Belkas, who had just been rescued, sat silently behind Davidson. Davidson felt that the atmosphere was too cold and wanted to stir up some topics.
As soon as he said these words, Belkas inserted the long sword in his hand, which had been stained red by flesh and blood, back into the scabbard tied to Davidson's waist, as if he had no intention of taking the sword.
"Is the injury on your back okay? That wolf cub is so shameless."
Davidson held the horse's reins, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and let the horse gallop forward quickly.
As long as they catch up with the convoy in front, they can escape from this place.
"..."
But Belkas still didn't answer, and Davidson didn't notice anything strange.
He turned around and looked at the people around him who had just escaped death with him, and counted the number of people.
I found that even if they didn't plan to fight, there were still a few people who didn't come back.
"Damn it!"
Facing the sacrifices of his comrades on the same front, Davidson, as a veteran, was heartbroken. However, the sacrifices of these people were meaningful, and these people spontaneously came with him.
Davidson did not expect that so many people would be willing to come back to rescue Belkas.
If there weren't enough horses, everyone would probably come back to fight with the wolf-headed men.
"Thank you for your help, otherwise we might all die at the hands of those beasts."
This is true, Davidson didn't think they could escape from the hands of the wolf-headed men with so many people.
What's more, there is also the ridiculously powerful wolf-headed leader among them.
But no matter how strong the wolf-headed leader is, he is just a defeated subordinate of the one behind him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel proud.
After all, this person is not someone that people like him can usually get to know.
Now, by chance, he can fight side by side with him. It has to be said that it is a great blessing in his life.
"……puff!!"
Belkasbon had remained silent, but now he was on the bumpy horse and could no longer suppress his injuries, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Mr. Belkas...you, the color of your blood...you..."
Davidson turned around and saw Belkas vomiting blood, and was immediately shocked.
He didn't expect that Belkas, who seemed to be in no serious condition, was actually applying force to his injury, but what surprised him even more was the blood foam spitting out of Belkas's mouth - this was a sign of internal bleeding.
Compared with flesh wounds that can be bandaged directly to stop bleeding, injuries to internal organs are naturally more troublesome.
Although internal injuries are a serious matter, as long as you can persist until you find a good doctor, there will be no problem.
But the blood he was vomiting now was not the normal bright red blood, but black blood with a fishy smell.
"Poisoned?!"
Hill and open space behind Difenni Village.
"Baradiska? Pudiryan (do you still want to pursue me? Your Excellency)"
Luoba helped Nursha, whose wounds had been treated by several military doctors, and carefully asked him for advice.
"Badi Kupa (no need)."
Nursha covered his right eye. Although it was wrapped with gauze, his eye was already blind.
The broken eyeball was pinched out by a wolf-headed medic with iron pliers, which was supposed to be an extremely painful process.
But this tall wolf-headed man remained silent, as if it didn't belong to him.
"Sabrikot Naqu (What a pity, let that person run away)."
Luoba tried to sigh. He couldn't understand Nursha's mood at this time. In order to avoid being offended, he tried to be careful when speaking.
According to Nursha's plan, they should not let anyone in this village go, lest their whereabouts be exposed.
According to the plan, their people should be divided into three groups:
First, the first batch of large troops are here to attract the opponent's main combat power, then the second batch of soldiers are sent to sneak attack the empty rear of the village, and then the third batch of soldiers are sent to set up ambush on the road that the villagers must pass in the distance, to prevent the other side from sending anyone to notify them.
Other towns possible.
This plan was started when they arrived here a day ago. A wolf-headed group of three hundred people would be a joke if they couldn't completely wipe out a small human village.
But this way, it is impossible not to expose their whereabouts.
They have let so many people escape. As long as one of these people successfully reports to a nearby village or town, they may face encirclement and suppression by the human army, which makes it impossible to complete the original mission.
Such a result must make Master Nursha very angry...
Luoba thought to himself, after all, Nursha was not only seriously injured, but also completely lost his right eye, which had a non-negligible impact on his combat power.
What's more, now he has to face the punishment for failing the mission. The elders in the clan who support Nursha will also be disgraced. In the future, Nursha's future may be...
"Daklo Bugiris Tea Wash (that man is dead, dead)."
Nursha smiled ferociously, and he pulled out the dark dagger from his waist again.
Nursha stared at the blood on the dagger with his only left eye, and after enduring it for a long time, he laughed wildly.
Even if he tore the newly sutured wound due to too much movement, he still vented his joy to his heart's content.
"Garp...Snake (this is...the snakeman's)!"
Luoba recognized the origin of the dagger from the coat of arms on the dagger, and immediately understood what Nursha meant.
The snake-men among the orcs are proficient in poisons.
Although the individuals of this group are not strong, they have always stayed aloof from the world and specialized in doing business in the major orc territories, so they still have a good reputation among the orcs.
Most of what snakemen sell are potions and poisons, and even the weapons they sell are usually tempered with poison.
As for a poisonous dagger that can be used by a powerful warrior like Nursha as a last resort when he is unable to defeat the enemy, one can only imagine how poisonous this thing is.
"Bati Coladissa Qi Bari (Killing that person is no less than a success in this mission)."
Nursha clutched her chest, which started to ooze blood, and her emotions were so high that she could hardly control herself.
Being able to kill such a strong human being was a great achievement for his martial arts.
So what if I lose my right eye?
As long as he practices a little and gets used to his current physical condition, it won't have much impact on his future strength growth. But he killed a strong human being, which is a great honor.
No matter what method you use, as long as you win, you win.
——This is Nursha’s creed.
At this time, two wolf-headed men ran out of Difenni Village. Nursha recognized them as the group of wolf-headed men he had sent out to attack the village.
The two wolf-headed men couldn't help but be surprised when they saw that their leader was actually wrapped in gauze.
However, Nursha's huge figure was unmistakable, so they ran to Nursha and reported to him what they had encountered.
"oh?"
Nursha smiled after hearing what the two subordinates reported.
He stood up from the ground, but due to the serious injuries on his body, his blood was depleted. As a result, Nursha felt dizzy and unsteady when he just stood up, and almost sat back down.
Fortunately, Luo Ba was by his side to help me, so I didn't make a fool of myself.
"Gusteau (go and see)."
The two wolf-headed men just reported something quite interesting to him, and he couldn't wait to see it.
Now, Difenni Village is completely breached.
The wolf-headed man entered the village without any hindrance and began to collect "trophies".