MTL - Mercenaries and Adventurers-v4 Chapter 183 , the darkest moonless night (6)

Keel pulled out the longsword that he threw just now from the dead bandit, and held it in his hand again.

The long sword vibrated slightly, as if complaining why Kiel didn't use him to kill other bandits just now.

"I still have a little temper, hum."

Under the steel mask, he twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, then became serious, standing in front of all the refugees, facing the elite bandits with dozens of people, and the inexplicable middle-aged man on horseback among the bandits.

The dress of the other party does not look like a bandit leader hiding in the mountains and forests, but more like a leisurely little nobleman with a huge fortune.

But the other party actually led nearly fifty or sixty elite bandits.

"Who are you? It seems that you and your men are going to attack us today? Please look clearly, behind me are some young fleeing villagers from the southern provinces. They don't have any valuables on them. If you plan to get property, then You came to the wrong place today and found the wrong enemy."

Keel yelled loudly at the other party.

At this time, Keir still doesn't know that the goal of these people is to target these refugees themselves. No wonder, even if a young refugee can sell one silver coin, there are more than 800 people, but it is only more than 800 silver coins. That is more than eighty gold coins.

This seems to be a lot of money, but compared with the previous goods carried by the business travelers who came in the past, it is far behind.

Kiel guessed that the local bandits who robbed the trade roads have been struggling recently. After all, they have wiped out some field hotels that rarely exist on the trade roads and can provide various services to business travelers and the bandits themselves. But he still didn't expect that these bandits would target the unarmed refugees themselves.

All %￥ are poor and crazy.

Of course, there are also reasons why other bandits planned to grab a last fortune before leaving here, but those bandits were unlucky today and encountered an unexpected hard punch from Keir.

He is like a spike in a money bag, anyone who greedily reaches in will be stabbed by it.

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The bandit leader who was dressed like an aristocrat on the opposite side heard Kiel's shout, and then took the initiative to advance a little distance, came to the creek, and said to Kiel and the hundreds of refugees behind him.

"I am the King of the White Wall, Nobi Fisbiru, the most legal owner of the White Stone City Wall and the land under everyone's feet, and the current head of the Fisbiru family. Betrayed, I and my family are here today."

"Becoming a lowly bandit is unavoidable. Originally, I came here for these young refugees, but seeing a young knight like you today, it seems that I have gained something else."

The other party seemed to be using a magical tool to amplify the volume of speaking, so although it was only speaking at a normal volume, the amplified voice was far clearer than Kiel shouting.

Keir was confused by the other party's words. What does it mean to gain something after seeing him?

"Sorry, I am from Kendall County in the Northwest Province. I originally set off with the army to join the expedition to the border of the Southern Province. But because of the mission of the church, I went with these poor people in the Southern Province who needed help. Road. It is a pity that I cannot accept your invitation to join your subordinates and team. Whether it is your family, or a team of bandits who rely on plunder for their livelihood."

But Keir's answer made the middle-aged man on the opposite side laugh, and even the other side's subordinates laughed along with him.

"Young man, I didn't mean to invite you to join me."

After the middle-aged man taunted him like this, he said loudly, "The Fesbiru family is going to cut off the lives of all the nobles and knights passing through the family territory. Young man, getting rid of you today is my harvest." !"

Keir was very surprised. Are these people crazy?

Because the strength and status of the other world are basically the same, the noble lords and knights are not good enemies. For the bandits who rely on plundering for their livelihood, the most fearful thing is to meet such robbing targets.

Because often a single knight can wipe out an entire gang of bandits. As for the soldiers and knights under the noble lord who are not considered guards, even if their own strength is based on Kiel's judgment of Baron Kendall's strength, the opponent's various magical equipment can easily wipe out a bandit team of hundreds of people. , as long as the baron himself is willing to pay the magic power fee after using the magic equipment.

But the surprise is the surprise. This person must have the ability to take him down by saying this.

Especially the confidence that the middle-aged man and his subordinates possessed to kill him. It must not be the first time they have done this. There must have been cases of successfully taking down young knights like him before.

After seeing his performance just now, do these people still think they can win him?

Thinking of this, Kiel immediately became nervous, far less relaxed and active than when he was fighting the bandits.

He handed the long sword to his left hand, and then took out a single pill wrapped in a small wooden box and paper with his right hand from the small leather pouch at the back of the metal belt. Pushing the small wooden box away with his thumb, Kiel lifted the visor and put the only pill wrapped in paper into his mouth.

The tongue nimbly pushed the paper away, then opened his mouth to spit out the paper, and put down the steel visor.

The red-eyed mushroom candy pill in his mouth was not chewed and swallowed first, but contained in his mouth, and he watched the situation before talking.

Kiel's movements were natural and fast, so the young man behind him didn't see very clearly, and the enemy on the opposite side couldn't see very clearly because of the distance. At most, he could see him eating and drinking something, which was nothing more than normal.

"Oh, so you plan to kill me here? I don't have any enmity with you. By the way, did an army pass by here in the past two days? There are nobles and knights inside, you and you Didn't the people attack that army? It's a pity."

Kiel's words made the middle-aged man on the horse change his face. He snorted coldly and said, "Is that your reliance? Don't you think that the army will turn back to take revenge on me and my people because you were killed? Too much Naive, young man."

The middle-aged man stretched out his fingers and pointed around: "This is my family's territory. I know it too well. The towering mountains and forests will block all conquests and attacks for me. Ha, it's not like they haven't done this before. , and I'm still here."

The opposite chin was raised high, and then he said to the young refugees behind Kiel: "Listen, you ignorant people! The remaining disputes today have nothing to do with you! Those who don't want to die here should bow their heads and leave, and stay away from here. And I The countless longbows and sharp arrows under his command will inflict the most resolute violence on those who are still standing with this young knight."

The middle-aged man then repeated the words, and Keel chewed the red-eyed mushroom candy in his mouth, mixed it with spit and swallowed it.

He didn't turn his head to look behind him, but bumped his long sword against the shield: "What's the use of saying so much, as if you are sure to win me. Winning or losing depends on weapons. Come on, let your People come forward and lead to death!"

bang bang.

Keel struck the elven metal shield with the blade of his longsword hard. The opponent is full of confidence, and it's not like he has no cards.

Whoever loses wins is not just a matter of mouth.

There was another sound of footsteps behind Kiel, and he understood that the other party's words still had some effect, and some young refugees still didn't want to fight with Kiel when the other party made a promise.

He didn't turn his head to see who had left. Anyway, we had only met for less than a day, so we couldn't be called familiar and trustworthy at all.

But the words of the middle-aged man who was riding back on the opposite side made Kiel a little surprised: "Very well, those of you who stay behind, die with this young knight. Drive."

Only then did Kiel turn his head to look left and right, and found that there were at least fifty people standing beside him, and probably half of the young refugees who dared to fight stayed by his side.

He recognized several familiar faces, and Kiel realized that most of the people left behind were believers in the Church of the God of Saturn. Regardless of whether it was true or not, these people really stayed here, ready to fight with him.

"Hey, wait a minute, the battle will probably be very fierce, and you will die. Back up, back up to support Priest Batar." Kiel yelled at most of the young people on the left and right who dared to fight while holding some stones .

"My lord, don't worry about us. The priest said that after eating the food given by God, you can enter the Kingdom of God even if you die in battle!"

A farmer with a vicissitudes of life, but actually very young, said with the corners of his mouth.

"That's right. In the village, only the village chief's family and families with many lands could enter the kingdom of God with their souls after death. I didn't expect my family to be so poor and have the opportunity to enter after death. It's so beautiful!"

Kiel's breathing gradually became heavy, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

But it was really hard for him to say anything, that damned Batar, as a priest of the **** of agriculture, should really enter **** after death. Although it is a well-intentioned rhetoric to make believers dare to fight, is it really possible?

Rely on verbal deception.

These relaxed young people around, when they die in battle, what kind of ending will be waiting for them?

Or, there is no kingdom of God, no guides, just follow the same process as other people, wander around the dead body after death, and then enter the underworld where the dead should go.

What accusations will their souls make?

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Before Keel could think any more, the bandits on the other side of the creek attacked.

Unexpectedly, the other party first blew the wooden whistle by several people who seemed to be the commander, and then the team of dozens of people quickly dispersed, and the subsequent actions made Kiel's face change drastically.

"Retreat! Retreat, everyone!"

Kiel turned around and waved his arms vigorously at the people behind him, because those bandits, basically everyone took out a short bow from behind, took a little nock to aim, and then the arrows flew by. The voices sounded one after another.

The young refugees behind Kiel couldn't see very far at night, so it wasn't until Kiel suddenly drove them back that they reacted to the sound of arrows scraping by.

The crying father and mother scattered and ran around.

But many people were still shot by arrows, especially those bandits who mostly aimed at Kiel, and the seven or eight Saturn believers around him fell to the ground one after another.

Someone let out a short wail and then fell silent, and someone was lucky, and after being barely hit by an arrow, he pulled the corpse of a refugee companion or bandit who had died beside him, and used the corpse to block the arrow.

Keir squatted down in an emergency, raised his shield in front of him, and then heard the continuous sound of rain hitting plantains and the continuous vibration from his arm.

Dang dang, dang, dang dang.

Kiel felt the strength of the arrow, and felt that it was not very strong, so he stood up suddenly, then raised his shield and rushed forward. Both legs and the battle skirt were hit by arrows, but it seemed that his strength was limited. Kiel just paused for a moment before moving on.

The metal arrow hit his body, bursting out clusters of collision sparks, Keel gritted his teeth, and rushed down the clearing to the sloping river bank between the creeks.

Swish, swish, he strode across the creek, and swayed left and right as he moved, passing more bow and arrow shots.

"Woo!" Kiel's chest was swollen, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, which he swallowed forcefully. Because of the shortened distance, the bandits scattered from the opponent's left and right could shoot at his body from left and right, completely avoiding the front of the body covered by the shield.

But you don't make me feel better, and I don't make you feel better either.

Kiel didn't charge directly towards the front of the opponent's dozens of people. Any fool knows that attacking the opponent's team is not a good idea, so he rushed towards the bandits on the left side of the opponent's team when he was constantly being hit by arrows all over his body. .

"The team on the right retreats!"

Nobi Fisbyru, the middle-aged man on horseback who was a former nobleman once again directed his subordinates with amplified magic.

Hearing this loud voice of command, the bandits in front of Kiel consciously stopped shooting arrows. They held a short bow in one hand and pressed a quiver at their waist with the other. Instead of turning around, they walked slowly back facing Kiel. step back.

This kind of retreat speed is not fast, but it has the ability to counterattack when the enemy is approaching.

Like now.

Gritting his teeth, Kiel charged forward, turned sideways and used his shield to barely block the bow and arrow attack on his side, then raised his long sword high, and slashed down heavily with embarrassing anger.

The bandit in front of him also had a fierce look on his face, without any fear at all, he directly swung the short wooden bow in his hand and hit Kiel's steel helmet.

Because of the continuous interference of the arrows, it was the opponent's short bow that hit Kiel's helmet first.

Boom, Kiel's neck was slightly tilted, his hands kept moving, and the long sword that slashed down directly cut the bandit in half vertically from the middle.

"Ahhhhh!"

With an angry roar, Kiel swung his shield and flew half of the bandit who was falling towards him. He bent down and jumped. With the extra support of the life energy in his legs, he leaped a few meters and directly hit another retreating bandit.

His smash directly killed the bandit. Kiel's long sword then passed through the man's chest, and with a lift of his right hand, he lifted the body to block the arrows that were constantly attacking from the right side of his body.

Then he quickly hung the shield in his left hand back on his left back, freed his left hand, and drew out the heartfire dagger at his right waist.

"Hot!"

He shouted angrily, and then the heartfire magic dagger responded to his words, and the fiery red dagger spewed out sword-shaped high-temperature magic flames forward.

The shrubs and flowers on the wasteland were ignited as soon as they touched the edge of the high-temperature flame, illuminating the surroundings, and at the same time illuminating the tense faces of many bandits.

"Don't be afraid, the team on the left moves forward, and the team on the right continues to retreat. The target is still this knight. Hehe, the heavy hammer and the thrower are ready. As soon as he moves slowly, he will follow my order and move forward."

The confident words of Nobi Fisbiru resounded on the wasteland of the battle.

Affected by the orderliness and self-confidence in his words, the morale of the bandits was boosted again. Even some of the bandits who were facing Kiel at this time showed determination. and sharp machetes.

Kiel let out a loud roar, and at the same time that the corpse beside him was constantly being hit by arrows, he rushed forward quickly, stretched his left arm forward, and covered the bandit with the heartfire dagger that spewed out flames.

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When Kiel used the dagger to eliminate the last few fat bandits, he noticed the difference in the way the magic dagger was used.

Because it is a flame jet attack, although it seems that the dagger in his hand is activated in the 'hot' magic mode, it cannot really be used as a long sword.

Even if the flame it spouts looks like a long sword, its length is roughly the same as a standard long sword.

But its 'sword body' high-temperature flame is a virtual thing, without force.

Collision with the enemy's weapon will only make the opponent's weapon penetrate, and the short-term burning will only make the opponent's weapon slightly warmer and softer.

So Kiel learned from his little experience in using magic daggers before, not using this magic weapon as a steel long sword, but a small staff with an attack distance of only a little over one meter!

So at this time, the bandit who was charged by Kiel subconsciously raised the small wooden shield in his hand and the machete in his right hand, and gave Kiel a good look at the knight after resisting the attack at any time. Even if the bandit only had one or two chances to hand-off.

But Kiel just raised the heart fire dagger straightly, letting the high-temperature flame on the dagger sway up and down the opponent's arm shield. In just an instant, the bandit's hair and face lit up, and after the hair was ignited, it was burned again. It is blown to ashes, while the subcutaneous fat of the face is melted and burned in high temperature.

The bandit's subconscious breathing after his exclamation killed him even more. The scorching hot air was sucked into his trachea and lungs, causing him to fall to the ground and twitch in pain. He lost the weapon and shield in his hand, scratched his neck vigorously, and tore the animal skin clothing on his chest, but to no avail. .

After a little judgment, Kiel realized that if this person hadn't been treated quickly by the church priest, he would probably be unable to breathe normally due to the burns and convulsions of his lungs, and he would suffocate to death in a short time.

"Magic is horrible."

He grumbled, and then rushed towards a bandit again.

This time, after seeing what happened to the previous bandit, this bandit directly gave up the fight, turned around and fled desperately.

Before Kiel could catch up, the execution order was issued from within the bandits.

"The consequence of fighting and fleeing is death! Everyone in the second team, aim at those who are timid and flee for their lives, and shoot!"

Nobi Fisbiru gave an order, and a dozen or so called bandits changed the direction of their shortbows, slightly aiming at the timid fleeing in the wasteland at night, and then a whistle sounded, and more than a dozen arrows were shot in order. He shot out, and after a short flight, he shot the bandit who hadn't run a few steps into the flowers. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

"Families of those who escaped will be reduced to slaves after the battle, and will be rewarded to those who have made great achievements in this battle."

Nobby Fisbyru will speak later. Keir didn't know that this time, the bandits who didn't want their family members to become abused slaves no longer wanted to escape. The bandit who wanted to torture others panted heavily, the animal skin skirt around his waist was pushed up, and his fighting spirit increased.

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Keel jumped up again, running and jumping towards the next bandit closest to him.

Although the bandits scattered widely, the total number was only fifty or sixty after all. Kiel's plan was very simple, to catch up one by one, and then kill them one by one.

Although he tried his best every time he fought, and his life energy was consumed at a high speed, but he still had no cards to use.

The bandit knew he was going to die, so he yelled and threw the sharp machete in his hand at Kiel who jumped in the air, and then without looking at it, he raised the small wooden shield on his left arm and slammed into Kiel.

The sharp machete slammed into his body, and sparks bounced off him. Kiel snorted. Although there was no external injury, the impact force was not small. The weight of the machete was far higher than that of the bow and arrow. After hitting him, the power was naturally different.

But he was not afraid. Facing the bandit who was throwing his life at him, Keir kicked out his left leg, and with a bang, he kicked the bandit flying in the air with a heavy kick.

When the man fell to the ground, both arms were bent, and the broken bones pierced the arms. The man screamed in pain, but the next moment, his upper body was covered by the high-temperature flames of the heart fire magic dagger. As soon as it was swept away, the man immediately caught up with the bushes around the lying ground.

The bandit in the flames wailed and tried to stand up, but kicked his legs a few times, and without the assistance of his arms, he couldn't stand up at all. Shrouded in flames, the man gradually became silent.