Bald was impatiently waiting for the reward of his scouts, and the leaders of the other seven robbers looked anxious and restless.

It is logical that the caravan should have passed by here half an hour ago, why is there no movement yet? Bald thought anxiously.

Yesterday Bald contacted other bandits, but as he expected, everyone's days have been difficult recently, and Bald's proposal was unanimously agreed.

This time, Bald contacted seven robber groups, and the total number reached 2,200. Even if the individual strength was worse than the mercenaries, so many people were enough to crush the 500 mercenaries.

Although Bald's robber group was not the largest, for he was organizing this union, the other seven leaders agreed to be commanded by Bald this time.

Needless to say, the preparations for the subsequent work are all veterans of robbery, and it is almost the same for anyone to command.

But... why haven't you arrived yet???

Bald had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, after a while, a scout ran in indignation, gasped for a long time before saying, "Chief, the caravan stopped and set up a circular car formation."

Bald was shocked when he heard this. It seemed that the prey was alert and could not understand how they discovered it.

It is useless to say more about things at this point. Baldor, who has more than 300 convoys, is bound to win. Even if the caravan is prepared, they will have to make no return. Anyway, the comparison of strength is there, at most... fewer people will share the wealth... Baldor thought.

Bald immediately ordered the entire team to rush to the caravan's location.

Sean was wondering whether the robbers would come. From a distance, a heavy sound of a large number of wind beasts running came from the wind, rumbling... rumbling...

As the distance approached, the vibration of the ground made everyone feel that the enemy was coming fiercely.

When they were about 1 kilometer away from the caravan, the group of enemies slowly slowed down and stopped at about 800 meters to start sorting out their formation.

Sure enough, there were more than 2,000 people, Sean thought.

The maximum range of level 2 magic is 600 meters. It seems that these robbers are very experienced, and perhaps with guidance from magicians.

The enemy on the opposite side seemed to be observing the car array.

After a while, a leader said a few words to the people next to him, and then more than 600 teams with bows and arrows on their backs were running out from everywhere, with arrows on their backs and arrows on their backs, and rushed towards the side of the car formation.

Leng Qing stood in front and watched carefully, taking advantage of this time to observe the expression of her companion.

"Well, my psychological quality is very good, and I don't seem panicked." Leng Qing thought.

Seeing that the robbers' forwards were about to approach the maximum range of the 300-meter bow and arrow, the speed also increased. He pretended to recite a few spells, waved his staff, and pointed to the place where the robber was about to pass.

The suddenly rising earth wall was like a nightmare to the galloping cavalry.

Unable to dodge, these archers and cavalry pioneers crashed into the earthen wall one by one. The huge impact force not only made the mount Ship Beast twist its neck on the spot, but the cavalry on its back also had a terrible end. It was better to break the neck and die, but some of them also applied their brains to the earthen wall on the spot.

The scene is already tragic!

You know, this earthen wall was specially thickened, raised and hardened by Leng Qing, which was much harder than his head. The cavalry that hit him head had no chance to fly out, and all of them fell under the earthen wall with convulsions.

The archers were divided into three teams to encircle them, and Leng Qing also cast the earth wall technique three times as fast as possible, so the same tragic scenes were staged in three places.

Some of the archers and cavalrymen who were in the front position reacted the fastest, and they rushed to pull their mounts or turned around in a hurry. The others rushed forward one after another, following the footsteps of the front row of cavalrymen who had broken their heads and broken bones.

More than half of the archers who survived were left, and there was no formation at all, and they were all in chaos.

Taking advantage of the fact that the remaining cavalry lost their speed and did not come back to their senses, Kridov launched a third-level fire-type magic fireworks rain on one of the teams.

So many small fireballs appeared on the heads of the cavalry that were panicking, covering them like rain. For a moment, all the cavalry covered by magic were ignited by the fire, jumping off their mounts and rolling in wail. What made the snow worse was that the cavalry's mounts were also jumping around by the fire, and they stepped on their masters on the ground from time to time, making the wail even more terrifying.

After a while, the wailing sound gradually stopped, and finally there was no sound.

This team of cavalry was wiped out!

The high-level magicians of the mercenary group were also fired, and they also launched a fireworks rain on another team of remaining archers. Perhaps because of their insufficient magic power, they did not have the effect of Krydov's overwhelming and nowhere to escape. In the end, more than a dozen people rolled out of the flames on their bodies and escaped from the area.

Elna faced the last team and activated the third-level magic hail technique of water system.

The hail emitted by magic is different from the hail in nature. Only hail as dense as fists fall from the sky and covers the cavalry.

This kind of hail is not very effective against warriors above level 8, and is a catastrophe for ordinary people and low-level warriors.

After a while, the hail stopped and no one was still standing. All the cavalry died in the hail and buried under the hail half a meter thick.

Balder was stunned when he saw all this.

In just a moment, 600 people were gone...

After wiping his eyes, Bald could hardly believe it.

Where did that mercenary group come from so many magicians? Bald murmured to himself.

Not daring to act rashly for a moment, Bald looked at the other leaders around him and an intermediate magician about 30 years old.

Everyone was silent, and the power of magic was indeed awe-inspiring.

Just stop like this? The 300 cargo cargo looks so salivating, and everyone's eyes can't help but look at the car formation nostalgic.

The magician thought for a while and took advantage of this time, saying, "The three of them were level three magic, and the three earth wall techniques in the front were also level two. Logically speaking, after casting so many advanced magic, their mage should not have much magic power, and the possibility of releasing advanced magic is very small."

Bald's eyes lit up when he heard this.

In this case, it means there is still a great chance to win today's victory...

When the leaders heard this, they couldn't help but start to try again.

When the convoy saw such a battle situation, Sean and Hannibal looked at each other and saw surprises in each other's eyes.

I thought I was doomed, but I didn't expect that those few people were so powerful, and the 600 cavalry were wiped out in just a few seconds.

The other mercenaries were not that deep, and they all cheered and jumped, just like those cavalry were destroyed by their own hands. After a while of happiness, their respectful eyes were all revolving around the magicians.

The scene was very warm, with a smile on Sean's face, but his eyes were filled with worries.

Yes, even if the robbers on the opposite side lost 600 people, there were more than 1,600 people left. If the robbers continued to attack regardless of the losses, they still had tough battles to fight, after all, they had 1:3 troops.

In the eyes of the knowledgeable Shawn, the few advanced magics just now, he certainly knew that these magics needed to consume huge magic power. According to common sense, the magic power should be consumed almost the same.

In the subsequent battle, Sean did not have any more expectations for the magician.

After the first wave of battle, Leng Qing did not forget to investigate the situation on the other side.

When I was convinced that the robbers had not given up on their plans to attack, I couldn't help but feel angry: "What a ignorant guy."

Leng Qing was a little impatient, just like facing a group of ants. Although he could crush one of them to death, if he really wanted to kill them one by one, it would be very troublesome.

Forget it, hurry up and think coldly.

Leng Qing's figure gradually left the ground, flew higher and higher, flying towards the direction of the robber coalition.

Everyone below looked at the coldness of white clothes rising into the sky, with long hair dancing in the wind, as if a transcendent and inhuman feeling surged into everyone's hearts...

Everyone's admiring eyes only saw Leng Qing's beauties. Who knew that Leng Qing was actually upset at this moment?

He could teleport and wanted to fly, but he had to use magic even if there was an invincible flying sword. He had to use twelve machine guns in the ring, but he didn't dare to use them, but he...

I always hide so much and fear that people will know too many secrets. Although I know that this is the right way to do it, I still cannot avoid the feeling of depression.

Flying to a height of about 300 meters away from the robbers coalition, he looked down at the robbers in the distance, and murmured: "You are seeking death by yourself, no wonder I am."

After the extremely pure mental power is condensed, and after further amplification of the magic staff, Leng Qing casts the third level of magic for the first time: the tornado.

Needless to say, of course it was added

A faint tornado began to form a hundred meters ahead of the robbers' team, and slowly became bigger and bigger. In the shocked eyes of the robbers, a super-large tornado that was connected to the world and was 50 meters in a radius.

The wind was swirling faster and faster, gradually making a thrilling sound, swaying like a monster between the world, rolling everything in its range except the earth into the sky.

The top of the tornado stirred up the clouds at high altitude, forming a terrifying vortex like a funnel. The sky around the vicinity seemed to be spiraling with the vortex.

This terrifying landscape even makes everyone feel that the sky is about to fall and the earth is about to fall to the end of the world.

Leng Qing looked at the tornado created with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on her face.

The feeling of holding this power comparable to the power of heaven in your hands is really refreshing...

However, this time it seems like I've had a bit of a big deal...

Controlling so many wind elements and eventually forming this giant tornado, the mental power consumed is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Feeling that I couldn't hold on for too long, I looked at the robbers with cold eyes.

The mage in the robber team watched the tornado finally become this scale, and woke up first, screamed, grabbed a storm and rode on it and fled.

The other robbers then reacted, grabbed the reins with their hands and feet trembling, unable to control their screams and kicked the meditating mounts to escape from this hellish place.

Unfortunately, the robbers' reaction was too late. Leng Qing manipulated the already-formed huge tornado and swept the robbers' team.
Chapter completed!