Chapter 37: Washing all the lead is true

Many of them looked at the well-trained killers in front of them nervously, and their hands holding crossbows were trembling slightly.

Even with his strength, he couldn't stand it anymore when he pulled the crossbow string so many times in a row, not to mention that the wound on his back tended to be getting worse and worse.

The mercenaries in the camp could no longer hold on. The continuous battles and the unexpected sneak attacks of the opponent made the remaining mercenaries deteriorate their morale and were barely on the verge of collapse - this is really not good news for many.

The only hope now is that the group of undisciplined guys who had just chased out can come back quickly! Many of them were backing on the built high platform, and some were angry with the mercenaries who did not obey the orders, but sighed helplessly. After all, they were all temporary teams, and it was normal for such things to happen.

He breathed heavily in the air with a fishy smell, observing the situation in the field.

At present, the bearded Carl retreated to the center of the camp under the protection of five or six mercenaries, which was next to the carriage next to the platform. Five or six people from the other party were besieging them, and it can be seen that they had a great advantage - several mercenaries who protected Carl were already injured, and one of them could not even raise his left arm with a shield, and it was soft and drooping to the side.

The mercenaries on the field were almost killed or injured, and only the group of them were left, and many Nodas were there!

The mercenaries are on the verge of defeat.

Sweat flowed down his cheeks to his chin and dripped to the ground again. Many people didn't have time to wipe their sweat. They held their breath and filled them with three strings, loaded with crossbow arrows to support Carl.

A sound of tearing the air flashed, and many people tightened their bodies, and they shouted in their hearts that they were about to suffer!

This time he had no time to dodge, so he had to raise the crossbow in his hand to block it!

"clang!"

With a trembling sound, many "bangs" sounds kneeled on the ground!

The crossbow in his hand was directly slashed by a crescent-shaped scimitar that looked inconspicuous! Half of the crossbow body flew out, and the "bang!" sound when the string was broken made the camp quiet for a while!

Many people could not stand this powerful and outrageous force and were struck to the ground! Fortunately, they were not chopped on their body. He quickly let go of the crossbow in his hand, dodged away from the other knife that followed, rolled sideways, disappeared into the black fog without looking back!

Avoid its edge and do the greatest effective damage! This is a war creed that many adhere to. If you cannot compete, then look for enemies you can deal with. Being a hero is always a matter of seeking death.

Henry swung his knife and pulled out the scimitar embedded in the crossbow, glanced at many disappearing directions, and took a step to chase, but just as he took the first step, he suddenly looked solemn and then disappeared from the spot with a "pop"!

A black light flashed, and Noda's sword blade passed horizontally from where Henry's neck was just now, but nothing hit!

At the same time, Noda, who had just appeared in the air, held his sword with his left hand, and before he could turn his head, he blocked the position of his back.

"clang!"

The crescent-shaped scimitar first cut on the left-hand sword of Nodag, and then another scimitar followed and slashed at Nodag's neck with an unparalleled aura!

Noda leaned back suddenly, and the other party's bent knife tip cut off the purple hair raised by Noda, but it was only a few centimeters away from Noda's forehead!

While Noda leaned back, the black sword blade silently stabbed Henry's abdomen. Henry turned his scimitar and blocked the blade. Another scimitar followed him and chopped Norda's arm. Noda posed a sword blade across the blade, and the scimitar was immediately cut along the blade!

The two of them fought in an instant, but found that they were helpless against each other. However, just as Henry took a step back and was ready to fight again, he suddenly seemed to feel something--he turned his stiff head, looked around with his godless eyes, and suddenly found that his killers were at a disadvantage under many sneak attacks!

At this moment, a noisy sound rang out of the woods next to the open space - a figure hurriedly stepped out of the woods and ran back towards the camp, as if the mercenaries who had just chased out were back!

The battle situation suddenly turned around!

A strange color flashed in Henry's gray eyes, and then he made a decisive decision. He turned his hand and a small black bead appeared. He threw it into the sky, turned around and entered a stealth state, disappearing in front of Noda!

The bead suddenly exploded when it was in the air, but no sound was made. But Duohe Noda suddenly felt a "boom" in his mind, and his eyes were blank in an instant!

Spiritual shock!

The two of them came to their senses a few seconds later, but when they looked around, the killers who were still attacking fiercely just now retreated like a tide. They didn't even look at their injured companions and disappeared into the shadow of the woods one by one.

The crisis has been lifted!

The two of them felt relieved, but they did not slacken at all. They immediately began to treat the wounded on the scene and then stabbed the killers who were not dead!

Elena looked around blankly and found that there were familiar figures of members of the mercenary group, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Regardless of the blood on her face and the mud all over her body, she got up in a mess, forcibly resisted the discomfort in her stomach, and nervously searched for her father.

Finally, in the middle of a group of mercenaries, Elena found the exhausted figure of her frightened father. Seeing that her father was still alive, Elena rushed over and hugged her father and became in pain.

Then, she remembered the figure who saved herself on the verge of death. If it weren't for him, she would have been one of those people! Elena looked at the place where the mercenaries piled up those corpses with red eyes - the broken limbs and broken arms and the terrifying expressions of death with her eyes closed, which made her unable to bear it quickly and diverted her gaze.

But at this moment, there was an indescribable emotion spreading in her heart.

There is regret, awakening, and there is also a feeling.

She is about to be twenty years old and is at the age of dreams. Her father's business is rich and powerful. With her father's rights and status, she has always lived a life of food and clothing without worries. It can be said that most of the nobles in the St. Lance Empire do not have the luxury of their own life, and she has cultivated a sense of arrogance and does not take those poor people seriously at all.

Once, a baron came to invite himself to a dinner, just because the baron's clothes were not as good as Elena's eyes, and he waved his hand and sent it off. With the baron's status, Elena did this so hard that it was impossible for her to come to Taiwan, but what was the result? The baron never made a similar request after leaving embarrassedly, because the energy of the Queltos Store is so great that even a regional head is not something that ordinary nobles can afford.

What about now? Elena looked at her pale father, and her father who had been sheltering her from the wind and rain almost died. If he died, could she still be as domineering as before?

The answer is self-evident.

Looking at her hands full of dirt and blood, her once gorgeous but now dirty clothes, Elena shed tears, but laughed mockingly. She laughed at herself as being too arrogant. What can she have a status and status? If it weren't for the guy she looked down upon, what can she do even if she was the king of St. Lance? Damn it, she would have to lie coldly on the dirty land like those corpses!

In front of life, everything is bullshit!

Elena limped and her knees covered under her robe were just broken and bleeding, but she, who was once so cute, did not even frown at this moment - she seemed to have changed her own person at this moment, and she was walking slowly and firmly, not her father, but Norda who was helping many rebandages.

Elena's beautiful face was covered with blood at the moment, looking a little ferocious, and her golden hair was fixed in strands due to the condensed blood. When she stood in front of Noda, Noda didn't even see who it was.

But Elena solemnly performed a St. Lance curtshop. Her arrogance that had never been lowered seemed to be washed away by this hard battle. After removing the arrogant arrogance and indifference, Elena showed a different temperament, or an aura that could not be ignored. Although she was only nineteen years old, the calmness and confidence of this kind of business family had begun to show its glory.

Elena didn't even imagine how different her dress was from her spotless appearance at the moment. She just lowered her head and said softly as if she was to her friend: "Regules Elena, thank you for your life-saving grace."
Chapter completed!