However, thinking of this, Maren couldn't help but start to feel proud, he is so smart!
I didn't expect that I could secretly send some people to the back to set fire. Although setting fire without starting to loot would cause certain losses, it was still better than losing the battle.
Haha. Hahahaha!!! Mullen smiled proudly, now is the time for his side to welcome victory.
He turned his head and looked at the flames soaring into the sky, feeling very proud. However, in the next second, his pride turned into surprise.
It suddenly started raining in the sky. It wasn't heavy, but the flame that had been lit quickly went out.
What's going on? Why did it rain suddenly?
Naturally, everyone saw this change. The bandits watched the flames disappear, and their faces turned into doubts. They also had the same questions as Mullen.
Walls was naturally very happy. Such a change was very beneficial to his side. However, why did it suddenly start raining?
"It's magic!" Wo Zhigoldfinger suddenly said!
At this time, Walls remembered that three magicians came to this village.
When he was fighting the bandits, he had no time to think about the magician. At this time, when Wo Zhijinfinger said this, Walls quickly remembered the oldest magician.
"Based on this level of magic, this should be the masterpiece of the oldest and strongest magician." Wozhi Goldfinger analyzed.
"I thought they wouldn't take action anymore," Walls said to himself as he faced the rain falling from the sky.
"Now is not the time to talk about this. Let's deal with these bandits as soon as possible." Wo Zhijinfinger reminded.
After hearing these words, Walls woke up from his fantasy and found that there were several robbers around him.
These robbers did not struggle with the rain issue, but stared at Walls fiercely.
Let's kill this guy first and then talk about it.
More than a dozen robbers exerted their strength at the same time, and Walls was also sweating. But at this moment, a strong wind blew by, kicking up dust that made it difficult to open his eyes.
The strong wind came very quickly and was different from what we usually feel.
But the wind came and went away quickly. Walls quickly opened his eyes and prepared to continue fighting, but there was still an enemy in front of him.
What's going on? Walls saw a dozen people lying down in the distance, they were the robbers.
At this time, they were blown up by the strong wind and fell on the ground with their heads bruised and bleeding. The robbers were groaning on the ground. They were wondering where the wind came from.
But Walls was also very surprised. Why did the wind just blow away the bandits, but nothing happened to him?
"This is magic." Wo Zhi Golden Finger said again. "It is still the masterpiece of the old magician, and he is the only one with such a powerful control ability." Wo Zhi Golden Finger added.
Not only that, the robbers around Walls' companions were blown down.
"Good guy, then when they see my Huolai and super swordsmanship, won't they be scared to death?" At this time, the Baron felt a trace of disdain when faced with their ignorance.
[System prompt: Things are not the same as they used to be. The Walls today are different from what you saw in the past.]
"No matter what the situation, I believe I can solve this little thing."
Immediately afterwards, the group of villagers also ran over with their own weapons. This time they looked like a group of ferocious lions.
What's going on with the fearless expression on his face? Walls thought curiously.
Maybe others didn't see it, but Walls clearly felt the difference in this group of villagers. They had a little more courage than before.
"This is still magic. He, an old magician, should have used magic to fill their hearts with courage." Wo Zhijinfinger continued.
Is this still possible? Walls knows how powerful a fearless army is.
"Don't think too much about it. This kind of magic consumes a lot of magic power. It is impossible to make an army full of courage without decades of cultivation skills. And even with decades of training skills, it can only be blessed.
Just a few dozen people.”
One word from Wozhijinfinger put an end to Walls' fantasy.
"Not necessarily. I see Harry Pitt is very smooth when he uses magic. How old is he?"
[System prompt: Don’t always use geniuses to explain things, okay?]
"Then my cute little strategist Mu Mu can not only use magic, but also has 666 levels of witchcraft."
[System prompt: That is also a rare little genius girl, okay! 】
"Actually, I just want to show off. You see, my team is all talented players."
[System prompt: Yes, I don’t know why they are going around like a pig like you...]
"Don't be stunned, go quickly and eliminate this group of bandits." Wo Zhi's Golden Finger reminded Walls again.
Seize every opportunity, these robbers are ready to get up now.
Walls picked up his sword and walked towards the robbers. Several of the less injured robbers stood up, but they still fell down.
Walls thrust his sword into the chest of an unlucky robber. The robber did not react at all. He had a huge advantage in this aspect, so how could he change his mind in an instant?
This was the last thought he had before dying.
Not only did the robber have this idea, but Mullen also had this idea. Why did the situation change so quickly?
The remaining bandits saw their companions being killed in an instant without making any move. They already knew that their end was coming.
The villagers soon arrived in front of the group of robbers. The fearless villagers raised their crude weapons. Their resistance was in vain.
But in just a few minutes, all these bandits were killed by the villagers.
"Captain!" Owens excitedly ran to Walls. His body was still stained with blood, and the sweat and blood were combined, which was evidence of his hard work.
"Go and rest quickly, I will leave this place to you." Walls said to Owens, and then regardless of whether Owens agreed or not, Walls raised his own sword and ran in front of everyone.
, ran towards Mullen.
When Mullen saw that all his men were dead, he did not choose to escape.
Instead, he was waiting for the arrival of Walls. This was him waiting for the arrival of this group of deaths. Everything had changed too quickly, and he had already lost his men.
Without these men, even if he could escape, he would have no chance of escaping from his enemies and bounty hunters.
Die here today.
Mullen was already desperate. He stood on the high ground and quietly waited for Walls' arrival.
But he still had to resist.
Isn't it good to take someone with you before you die?
He raised his sword, but his swordsmanship was poor. His sword was of no use.
Walls rushed in front of Mullen and stabbed Mullen with all his strength. The blow was really powerful. Mullen swung his sword out and wanted to spread the sword, but unfortunately
, his speed is significantly slower than Walls.
In fact, Mullen didn't react until some time after Walls swung his sword. He didn't observe the moment Walls swung the sword at all. He was not an expert with swords.
This blow penetrated Mullen's heart very easily, and his beating heart stopped immediately, just like the innocent civilians he had killed.
His body softened and he fell down quickly.
Walls pulled out the sword stuck in Mullen's body.
Cheers started immediately afterwards.
Walls turned around and saw the happy expressions of the villagers. This was what Walls wanted to see.
We won. Walls also showed a smile of victory. His eyes scanned the crowd, and suddenly he found a familiar figure.
This figure is the old magician Walls saw at the entrance of the village.
It was him, and it was with his help that Walls and the villagers were able to defeat these bandits, otherwise the whole village might have ceased to exist with a fire from the bandits.
At this time, Vidocq just walked to his residence silently. This time the battle did not allow his two students to cast spells at all.
This was because Vidocq was worried that the control abilities of the two students were not as mature as his, so he just let himself cast the spell.
The result was naturally as he expected.
Now that the goal has been achieved, he can go back to rest. He will be on the road tomorrow and has more important tasks to complete.
Walls watched the old man leave. The people next to him didn't notice the old man's existence at all. They were all immersed in joy.
Slowly, the rain stopped, and a bright moon appeared in the sky.
Linford walked up to Walls with a limp step.
His left leg was slashed by a robber. Although the wound was not fatal, if not treated properly, his leg might become lame.
"Thank you, if it weren't for your help, we wouldn't have been able to win." Linford said excitedly. He had already seen the battle process of the Vols, and he saw clearly the Vols' record.
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"No, I'm not..." Walls wanted to say that the biggest credit this time was still the old magician.
But then I thought about it, magicians don’t want the world to know their existence, and he left after finishing his work. It seemed that he didn’t want others to know that he was a magician.
Moreover, he said that he was a magician, so how could he explain that he knew that he was a magician?
"Dear guest, don't refuse. Come and tell us the names of those who survived. We will praise your achievements.