"Enemy attack!!!!!!"

While shouting, many people had already rolled sideways behind a tree closest to them. At the same time, a sharp arrow quickly rubbed the corner of his clothes and nailed it to the neck of many archer behind who had not had time to make any moves, splashing out a tent of blood.

"I'm sure the twelve people, four archers! Cover, you bastard! Why are you standing there? Hurry up and find cover!"

Many people didn't care about being polite with these teammates who had just met for two days. In many's opinion, these average fourth-level mercenaries were more reliable than mercenaries. At night, they could be bitten by a second-level bark boar who accidentally broke into the camp because of sleep. If it weren't for the rescue in time, this sleepy waste would have become a huge joke at the tree vine bar in Carlo City. However, it is no longer important now. Many glanced at the unlucky man who was shot through his neck by a bow and arrow. Obviously, he wouldn't have to go back and face the ridicule of the animals in the bar.

Many people throw the machetes that they just used to open the road to the ground. This thing is so heavy that it is completely unsuitable for killing people. If the enemy is a little more sensitive, they will basically not even cut off the hair when they wave it.

So many people leaned against the big tree used as cover to start winding their crossbows. The teammates had already started to fight back. The opponent was more than twice as many of their own. There were originally five people in their team. After they were sneak attacked and one of them died just now, the team was left with two fourth-level warriors and a third-level archer, except for many mercenaries marked as the sixth-level scout. The strength of the enemy and us was very obvious. The arrow just now had a strong force, and many were obviously shot from at least eighty meters away. In other words, the strength of the opponent's archer was at least above the fourth level. Theoretically, the fundamentals of our side had no chance of winning.

"This group of scum has actually begun to rob and kill the mercenary group openly! Batto! Batto! Raise the shield, don't fucking your big knife, retreat! Retreat!" The fourth-level warrior who claimed to be the leader roared and made a wise choice, but it is obvious that it is not easy to get rid of the chasing enemies in this jungle. There is no way, and whether to succeed will always have to struggle.

Many crossbows were made by him by himself in the elves of the elves blacksmith in Carlo City. This is not good for elves. It is easy to be enemies and difficult to be friends. Many gave him all the commissions for the past two months to create this hand-held crossbow that was ahead of the era - a ring with a crossbow head. Many quickly put three strings on them, skillfully inserted the crossbow arrow into the crossbow box, and began to carefully observe the enemy situation.

There were seven people in the line of sight, about twelve when I was just watching, and five people disappeared from many sights, missing their whereabouts, but at this moment, many people didn't care about so many, raised their crossbow arrows and pulled the trigger at the three soldiers who were dressed in warriors who rushed towards them.

"Bang bang bang bang!" Three consecutive strings sounded, and three unlucky ghosts who rushed in the front fell to the ground. The crossbow arrows exerted their maximum power within a range of fifty meters. Many of them quickly turned back to the tree without even looking, and within two seconds, they put the crossbow strings and crossbow arrows on, and rushed out horizontally.

His movements were not to run, but to lower his body and move forward quickly like a wild beast. What was even more amazing was that he held a crossbow in his left hand and supported his right hand from time to time on the ground, and disappeared from the enemy's vision in the blink of an eye.

A muffled groan came not far away. He heard that the direction should be his own people. It seemed that the situation was not good. After the opponent fell down three people, the distance between the enemy closest to him was more than 70 meters. However, the opponent's number was large and the encirclement was narrowing in a surround shape.

Many people immediately realized that this might be a trap. Surrounding three ques and one may be old-fashioned, but it is absolutely practical. The few people who were missing in their field of vision just now may have gone around behind, and the actual number of people on the other side is definitely more than what they see. People familiar with this group of scum thieves know that like a hateful goblin, their number will not take risks when it does not have an absolute advantage.

Many broke through the enemy direction, and it turned out that he had the right bet. The fastest archer on his side screamed and was stabbed to the ground by the assassin sneaking behind, and then he was stabbed and killed by someone. All this happened at the rear thirty meters away from many. Barto, who had just been named by the regiment commander, gave up running away, threw away his shield and yelled, and fought with the several assassins who followed him.

This stupid donkey, you just take a long-handed sword and cut people in the woods? Many heads gave up the idea of ​​rescue without looking back. Now you may still escape if you break out. As long as you are surrounded, you will be finished immediately. Just as Batto roared behind him, the sword was stuck in a big tree beside him. Batto, who had no time to react, was stabbed through the heart with a knife.

Many rushed towards the three enemies who were surrounding them without pause. Two soldiers on the other side were in front and one archer on the back, with a standard attacking position. Many lowered their bodies and stared at the two soldiers who were quickly getting closer. They stopped and flipped over at ten meters away. They predicted that they could dodge a cold arrow. They got up and picked up the crossbow and shot them at the archer in the distance. The archer was obviously prepared for a long time. When they heard the sound of the crossbow string, they immediately flipped over and avoided. However, their bodies had just avoided the first arrow but were nailed through the shoulder blade by the second arrow that followed, and fell to the ground.

The only crossbow arrow left by the crossbow was nailed into the head of the robber who was five meters close to him. The opponent was obviously not as fast as the archer's reaction speed. The powerful penetration force of the crossbow arrow shot it to the ground with the splashing brain. The robber next to him was stunned for a moment, but immediately waved the knife and slashed it. After working for so many years, the thieves have been used to life and death, just like many people who don't care about the death of their teammates.

Many people let go of the crossbow and when they raised it, they were already holding a dagger, dodging the opponent's vertical slash. Before the opponent could change his move, they approached him. The clean and neat special forces killing technique blocked the opponent's neck and tripped it, and then stabbed the opponent's neck three times. The tall and strong man saw the King of Hell without saying a word.

Then many archers who were frightened and still breathed, took their breath and listened carefully to the movement.

The leader may be left in his own group and is still struggling, but the gradually weakening sound of fighting has already shown that the situation is not good. Many people decisively picked up the crossbow, glanced at the dazzling red edge of the cuff of the corpse, and flashed away from the combat area.

Many lurking skills are very good. This is his best project as a mercenary and sniper. It has been more than half a year since he came to this inexplicable world. Many people gradually realize the difference between themselves and this world.

He didn't know how to master the "scout" and "hawkeye" skills that a "scout" should have. Although many mercenaries who felt that laughing at him were sick, when he saw an assassin who was betting with him in the bar "melt" in the air, that is, "sniffing", he was so shocked that he almost threw out the rum in his hand.

I thought I was coming to a relatively backward world of cold weapons, but now many understand that this is a magical world, a world with magic and miracles. Then, many who have extremely strong adaptability immediately accepted this fact and began their second-generation mercenary career.

I have to say that many talents are very talented. According to the professional title evaluation of the mercenary union, his strength has reached the sixth level, which is the limit that most people in this world can reach. "Breaking through this limit, you will enter another field, the realm of the strong" - this is what the bard in the bar told a lot when he talks loudly.

After many came to this world, they found that their bodies were very different from those they used to be. Their senses were much more sensitive, their strength was nearly four or five times that of the past, and their physical strength was extremely good. There was always an inexplicable force in their bodies to maintain their life-death battles. Gradually, many were no longer surprised, but instead did their old job as they were - mercenaries.

The mercenaries in this world are a bit different from many people who had been in contact with before. He once went to the frontlines of conflicts in various countries and dealed with guns and corpses all day long. However, the mercenaries here took on all kinds of tasks, hunting monsters, collecting herbs, and even sending letters to nobles. In short, there are all kinds of strange things. However, many of the most commonly received war conflicts in the past have never seen the tasks of assassinating political enemies, or they have never appeared in the mercenary guild openly.

Many of them are doing well. Although there are no fixed properties, Shuviao Bar provides a pretty good house, which can be eaten with food and soup, and can also drink a glass of the famous local "Mourish Sanchero" at Shuviao Bar every weekend - the special brew of the elves. Although the name sounds a lot of pain, this day is quite good.

Thinking of the delicious fruit wine, many licked their dry lips, swallowed, and walked towards Carlo City in the dark.

A whisper suddenly sounded in many minds. After coming to this world, many of them always sounded inexplicably. They didn't hear what they said, but they were like full of desire, which often led him to an inexplicable direction.

Usually many can always resist this whisper. He always thinks it is an hallucination that appears after physical and mental exhaustion. However, the whisper that appears in his mind today is like an oncoming tsunami, which makes many unable to resist at all. He only feels that a "buzzing" sound in his mind uncontrollably changed the direction of his steps and headed towards an unknown forest.

Many people at this time felt like a puppet controlled by others, taking mechanical steps. Everything around their body, including their own body sensations, but they could not control their legs while walking. After struggling for a long time, many people gave up resistance and allowed their bodies to move towards the unknown in this forest called "Dark Moon Forest".

The dark jungle even blocked the moonlight, and many people found that all the sounds around had disappeared in a trance, including the sound of insects that should not have disappeared in the forest.

Suddenly, many felt a sense of pressure, which felt like the tension of muscles caused by the strong sense of pushing the back when the plane took off and accelerated, and like the trembling when immersed in ice water, as if they stepped into another layer of space in one step. Many opened their eyes wide and tried hard to control their trembling bodies and minds, trying to find something in the faint light, but suddenly found that their steps stopped moving.

Many people tried to move their bodies and were surprised to find that their bodies were under their control again, but they were happy and immediately became more vigilant. The center of gravity of their bodies was lowered, and the inexplicable pressure made their hands and feet tremble, especially the fingers. The tactical standard action that had been repeated countless times almost caused the dagger to fall to the ground because of the trembling of their fingers.

Many whispers in their minds did not stop, but became more and more high, with unconcealed excitement in them. Many tried to control their minds and carefully distinguished the surrounding terrain.

As a result, he was shocked to his chin.

Under the faint moonlight, a circular deep pit with a diameter of more than 30 meters was lying quietly in front of many people as if it were a crime scene. Many could even clearly feel that the inexplicable powerful pressure came from the center of the round pit. However, when he jumped out of the deep pit and walked closer to observe the objects in the middle of the round pit, the dagger with a cold light fell silently in shock and trembling, and penetrated shallowly into the soil that had already crystallized due to the high temperature.

What a big one... claw!
Chapter completed!