There were no cries from the wounded, no manic shouts.

The Austrians tied the fence so tightly that the sound of the wind was very soft. Only a few horses made a little noise. They knew it was dangerous here, but they were tied to death and could not escape.

Both Jones and Boss Sirica's subordinates can control their movements and firmly hold their positions according to the defense map.

The Austrian Intelligence Corps is indeed a powerful disciplined force.

Jarlaxle admired this powerful force very much, so he was looking forward to how many of these elites Drizzt could kill. He did not intend to go all out. Although Drizzt could only hide in those few blind corners, he had no intention of doing so.

Plan to go up there and search.

"The one who shows up first will definitely receive a thunderous blow from Drizzt. Although I am absolutely confident in my skills, fighting against Drizzt has always made him feel a lot of pressure. This is a very strange feeling, obviously

He has the advantage in body and technique, but he can't win. I have to wear him down first, and then I'll give him the decisive blow."

This is the attitude of the Austrian side that Jarlaxle had already told him.

It's like playing with the dealer who fills the dice in a casino, but no one can cheat in a sword fight. There must be some unknown force protecting him.

Today, Jarlaxle will use the blood of the Austrian elite to test Drizzt's strength again, and follow his blade to find the source of his power.

He was very confident about Drizzt's ability. The sky was dark enough. Even if those humans were indeed extraordinary, Entreri, the strongest, was on guard against him. Although their leader was not weak, he would not be placed in Timbatuk or any other place.

A drow city-state can already be regarded as a first-class spellcaster, but his status makes it impossible for his subordinates to use their hands freely on the battlefield.

'But if he dares to stay alone in a room with me, he must have some special support, and he is sure that even if he attacks, he won't be able to kill him with one strike?

What gives him confidence? Is it the arm that is always pinned to his side? Or the gold dolphin-decorated headband?

Jarlaxle undoubtedly knew the power of the Habsburg family. As one of the leaders of this family, Ladislaus must have powerful treasures, but today he was a liability on the battlefield.

Because of his existence, the top powerhouses cannot take the initiative to attack. No matter how well-trained the elite team is, they will suffer a big loss when facing Drizzt for the first time. After all, they cannot see it. The night is the stage for our drow.

Jarlaxle had no doubts about his old rival's ability.

However, the power of human countries is not comparable to that of small drow city-states with few people. Ladislaus gathered the elites from all over to give him a surprise.

"The fifth car on the left is the one containing the vast ocean." It's not just Drow's eyes that can penetrate the night, Sirica's gift from Barbarossa allows him to also see through the night.

"Shoot the lower part. The lowest level of the barrel cannot exceed fifteen centimeters from the bottom of the barrel."

Count Slam did not get much of the pie in this expansion. Ladislaus and Frundsberg had always agreed that a decisive victory could only be brought by troops who dared to fight in close combat.

It is too difficult to train effective archers, and hand-held crossbows are too expensive to be deployed on a large scale.

Therefore, although Earl Slam tried his best, Ladislaus still believed that only some archers were needed for skirmishes, so Earl Slam did not have many tasks to expand the army. This time, he and Ladislaus came to deal with Drizzt.

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His emerald green bow was reflecting light in the night, and Guenhwyvar could see the color.

With the instructions of Boss Silica, Count Slam's deadly threat is getting closer and closer to it, and it knows it.

If it were an ordinary animal companion, it might have jumped out and changed positions at this time, but Guenhwyvar just stayed there quietly and watched Count Slam slowly take aim.

"A little further down, it's here."

Boom!

This camp is very small. Count Slam's bow rarely shoots such a close target, and the power of the arrow he mobilized with all his strength is so huge.

Now at such a close distance, it was so powerful that this arrow destroyed the wine barrel blocking Guenhwyvar.

But he failed to shoot the panther, and Drizzt cut the horse's rope at the last moment.

At the same time, the drow ranger kicked the horse, saving his companion at the last moment.

Not only that, Drizzt himself jumped on the carriage.

Guenhwyvar's sense of crisis has been felt for several minutes, which is enough for a powerful ranger. So in fact, he was well prepared for this kick, and the strength and angle were controlled very well.

The cargo carriage rushed towards an exquisite man-carrying carriage with a huge impact.

It was from there that the bow and arrow that destroyed a vat were shot by such a powerful archer.

Several Austrians between Count Slam and Drizzt Duden wanted to attack the enemies on the carriage, but they were chopped down by the drow ranger's double swords like they were chopping up melons and vegetables.

I wonder what the archer's close combat ability is? The power of Count Slam's arrow made Drizzt worry that he might not be able to subdue this enemy with one blow.

However, to Duden's surprise, the next powerful attack he received did not come from a shooter.

"Ah, ah. ah."

The deepest pain and the most intense torture suddenly appeared. Even with Drizzt's tenacity and tenacity, he couldn't help but shout to distract himself.

There is a huge force squeezing his soul!

What a real feeling of death. The power coming from the fingertips contains infinite hatred for life.

On the exquisite carriage was the important figure of the escort team, a spellcaster.

Drizzt couldn't think for the time being. He had other things to deal with.

Drizzt relied entirely on instinct to resist the next attack from the human rogue. The color of the dagger was so green that it must not be stained.

And why are his arms so hard?

Despite the pain, Drizzt still repelled the attack of Boss Sirica and launched a terrifying counterattack.

The two knives drew sparks on Boss Silica's legendary arm, and Boss Silica's dagger was cleverly dodged.

The height of the carriage provided Drizzt with an advantage. If he were in mortal form, this double strike would be enough to destroy a high-level rogue.

Count Slam was restrained by Guenhwyvar. All this happened so fast that Count Slam could not even take out his protective weapon.

But the astute Guenhwyvar knew that he could not rush off the carriage and continue the attack.

It is soul-connected with its drow companion. The old man in red who is casting the second magic has just cast a "finger of death" on Drizzt.

This is an advanced spellcaster whose force exceeds that of the most powerful chamber of commerce.

Drizzt, who had recovered slightly, also knew this. He was able to think again. This was not an ordinary spellcaster, but a red-robed magician.

The old man in red robe is the red-robed mage Sazastan who is also famous in the drow world. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.
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