The more you rush towards your destination, the more intense the bloody smell drifted in the wind.

As Sean and others who have truly experienced the war, they would not know what it means to cause such a strong smell of blood. This must at least be the casualties caused by a battle of a thousand people, which will lead to such a strong smell of blood.

In the wilderness, fighting a scale of more than a thousand people has reached the level of a small-scale war.

Perhaps others do not understand what a small-scale war means in the wilderness, but Sean knows it. The so-called small-scale war usually means that a new war begins, and the current battle loss is just an early temptation of both sides. And the so-called war begins, the scope of the impact will naturally be extremely large. Perhaps, wars are almost broken in the entire tribal territory where Sean and others are located.

After cursing unlucky, Sean had to speed up his pace. He had to determine whether a small-scale war broke out. If so, then he had to figure out who the two sides of the war were. If it was just a conflict between the two tribes, it would be better to say it, but if it was a war with the human kingdom, Sean would have to change the road to Hei Shuize, otherwise they would be forced to get involved in the war. This was not the result Sean wanted.

Soon, Sean caught up with Rotikapas, who had already explored the way.

"What's the situation?" Sean asked impatiently as soon as the two sides met again.

"The battle has been over for a while." Rottikapas said in a deep voice at this time. "But it seems that there should be survivors, and now it is probably entering the pursuit battle. ... Judging from what I have observed, this should be a premeditated ambush. However, the defense should be very strong, because even if there is a premeditated battle, the ambush will fall into a hard battle."

Rottikapas was once a guest of the Aite family, and his combat power was extremely strong, and he was also well versed in some ways of war. Therefore, the clues he inferred at this time, even if they were not 100% accurate, would definitely be inseparable.

Based on these intelligence clues, Sean can roughly figure out some things, and there is no need to go back to the battlefield to study clues.

"Can you know the situation of both sides in the war?" asked Sean.

"The ambush should be humans." Rottikapas said, with a strange look on his face, "But looking at the outfit, it doesn't seem to be the army of any country, but it looks like... a mercenary? Anyway, there are all kinds of weapons. And there are no formal uniforms and weapons."

"It should be a large mercenary group." Sean corrected Rottikapas' mistake. "Mercenaries have a relatively unified discipline and are not as casual as mercenaries. If the mercenary group is active in the wilderness, it must be a military force hired by some countries. On the contrary, although the mercenary group rarely enters the wilderness, it is not impossible. Their identities have always been unstable. They may have helped a certain tribe in the last second, but as long as this tribe is exposed, these mercenary groups may eat the tribe in turn."

What Sean said is a very common behavior in the wilderness.

Perhaps in the past, the silly tribes in the wilderness still believed in these mercenary groups, but now, except for those tribes with strong enough strength, it is impossible for small tribes to have any business dealings with the mercenary groups. This is also why the Adventurer Team received smaller attention and vigilance in the wilderness than the mercenary groups.

"Since you emphasized that the ambush is a human, then the ambushed side should be from the Wild Land Tribe?" Sean asked hurriedly.

"Yes." Rottykapas nodded, and then he saw Sean sigh with relief, "What's going on?"

"If it is a dispute between the mercenary group and the tribe of the Wild Land, then it is nothing more than two points." Sean regained his rare good mood and explained, "The first is that this mercenary group has turned into a slave hunter and plans to tie up some slaves to sell. Anyway, the empire is very obvious supporters of slavery in the major kingdoms surrounding the Wild Land; and the second is that it is obvious that this mercenary group is interested in something and is planning to be a robber and leave after robbery... But no matter what the situation is, it is a good thing for us."

Seeing that everyone was confused, Sean spoke out his worries, so everyone understood why Sean showed such a solemn look before. But it was normal. After all, they still had to continue moving forward in the wilderness. If they really encountered war and involved them all, they would really feel unhappy, especially Rottikapas and Harting, who were still invisible to see the light.

"Are there many corpses at the battle?" Sean asked again.

"A lot." Rottica Bass said in a deep voice, "It's not an exaggeration to say that it's blood flowing... Anyway, it's not the battle that surrounded you under the Finlistin clan leader."

Hearing this, Sean understood: "Then it must be that this mercenary group is interested in something. If they want to play a guest appearance in the slave hunting team and catch some slaves and sell them, they will not slaughter in such an extreme way. There must be more injured than dead... Do you know where to escape?"

"I know." Rottykapas nodded, then turned around to lead the way, and Sean and others immediately followed.

...

At this time, in a desert located in the wilderness, dozens of figures were fleeing in a panic.

With the reflection of the moonlight, you can clearly see that these dozens of figures are all elves. However, it is not clear whether they are highland elves, grassland elves, or gray elves for the time being. However, judging from their agile skills, it is more likely that they are elves. Almost all of these elves are in the Silver Realm, and only a few are lower-level silver, and the strongest one is in the Golden Realm, but his aura is already very obscure. His body is covered in blood and scars, so I am afraid that it will not last long.

On the other hand, not far behind them, there was a team of about 300 meters.

The strength emitting aura of this team is somewhat mixed, from bronze to silver, which can almost be said to be mixed. However, what is surprising is that those who are injured in this team are all masters in the Silver Realm, but those people in the Bronze Realm still maintain relatively complete combat power. However, there are three people in the team who have reached the Golden Realm. Although they are all just gold in the lower position, their momentum is calm, which is comparable to the state of the elf at this time. With the three of them joining forces, it is not too difficult to win.

In this way, these two crowds were running in the desert one after another.

However, manpower is limited after all.

As an elf accidentally fell to the ground while running, more than a dozen other elfs also stopped.

"Don't worry about me. Run!" The fallen elf immediately shouted when he saw his companion stop, "The tribe treasure must not fall into their hands!"

After hesitating for a moment, the golden elf turned his head and shouted: "Let's go!"

After saying that, they stopped making any stops. The dozen other elves gritted their teeth and turned around and left. They even had time to take a look at the last smile on their companions' faces, but they couldn't say anything.

But in just two seconds, the distance between the two sides was shortened by nearly ten meters. If you did a few more times, these elves would probably be completely caught up. However, by now, these injured elves have almost reached the limit because their speed has been significantly slower. However, in contrast, those humans seemed to have drunk stimulants. After seeing the elves slow down, their speed immediately increased a lot, especially those mercenaries with bronze realm, who screamed excitedly, then rushed forward with their weapons, and soon opened a considerable distance with the people in the team.

Looking at the actions of these bronze mercenaries, the silver masters and three gold-strength strong men did not forcefully pursue them. In fact, if these three gold-level strong men burst into full pursuit, at most one or two minutes of pursuit time can intercept the elves.

But they did not do this, and their purpose was naturally to weaken the physical strength of the elves.

Mercenaries have a habit, that is, unless the situation is urgent, they will not waste their extra energy to complete the task. This is also a bad move for many mercenary groups like to make cats and mice. Of course, such actions are naturally good and bad. Sometimes, if you are not careful, it is easy to backfire.

At present, these three powerful men in the Golden Realm were not worried about any accidents, because they had already conducted some investigations before launching the ambush. Although the result of the battle tonight was a bit beyond their expectations, they did not expect that the resistance would be so strong, and even reached a situation of unstoppable death. Therefore, a lot of people were naturally lost, so that a mercenary group of two or three hundred people was only left with this little manpower.

However, as long as they finish this vote, they can immediately form a mercenary group that is not weaker than the previous size.

Soon, these elves who were finally exhausted were surrounded by mercenaries with the strength of the bronze realm. I don’t know who robbed the head, but these mercenaries quickly launched a fierce attack on these dozens of elves like wolves, regardless of the fact that there was almost a big gap between the two sides.

Such a result is naturally obvious.

Even if these elves are already scarred, if they really fight to the death, it will not be very troublesome to deal with these bronze mercenaries who do not have any ability to kill enemies beyond the level. However, as the saying goes, many ants bite the elephant to death. In such a situation of rushing forward, some elves still cannot withstand the attacks of many people due to injuries and mental fatigue, and they will naturally be dismembered by the corpse.

When this melee finally regained its rationality and calmness, there were only less than ten left of nearly thirty bronze mercenaries. The original team of thirteen elves, including the one who fell behind in the middle, was only eight left, and two of them could not even stand firmly.

At this time, the Golden Realm Powerful Ones among the three mercenary groups stood in three positions, each with three or four silver masters around him. Although these silver masters were injured, they were much better than these elves. At this time, everyone's aura was completely released, and the elves were immediately astonished, because they never expected that there were three Golden Realm Powerful Ones in the other mercenary group.

"You are hiding so deeply that you didn't even reveal any breath in the ambush just now." The extremely injured golden elf said in a deep voice, with only endless hatred on his face.

"We are mercenaries, and being cautious is our style." One of the powerful men in the Golden Realm said in a deep voice, "You already know what we want. If you hand over the things, we can leave a whole body."

"Don't think about it!"

"court death!"

Two angry shouts were issued from the elf and another strong mercenary. (To be continued...)

ps: Fourth update, that's it.
Chapter completed!