"Boohoo~" The guards shot several more war dogs to death. The distance between the wild beasts and them had been shortened. Fake made an immediate decision and asked the other guards to throw away their crossbows, pull out their swords and shields, and prepare to fight, while shouting
: "Boss, run quickly, we are here to hold you back!"
"Boss, Ma!" Guard Mather used a long sword to pierce the belly of a war dog and cut it in half. The intestines and blood of the chaos war dog spilled all over the floor, dripping with blood. Oliver endured it.
Feeling the desire to vomit, he quickly ran towards his horse.
More and more war dogs are appearing. In addition, a beast with a body covered with fangs, spikes, and thick hair and a giant pig shape also appears in everyone's sight. Its speed is not as fast as that of war dogs.
It was fast, but it knocked away all the war dogs blocking its way and hit a guard's shield hard. Although the shield was not broken, the guard's arms could not support the huge weight and were in pain.
He fell to the ground with a cry, and then the beast pounced on him.
The ending of falling to the ground in the chaos is terrible. Several war dogs immediately pounced on them, and the pieces of meat were swallowed up by the beasts with satisfaction. When the two remaining guards, Fake and Mather, saw this,
While the beasts were focusing on the dead guard and quickly retreated, Fuck looked back and noticed that Oliver had already mounted his horse. He gritted his teeth and said to Mather: "Quick, let's retreat too. We don't want anything."
Got it!"
"good!"
The two guards took advantage of the opportunity when the beasts were busy grabbing raw meat and quickly mounted their horses. At the same time, they silently said sorry in their hearts, turned their horses' heads and tried to escape.
"Hooooooooooo!!!" A long roar sounded from deep in the forest, startling a crowd of birds.
"咴咴!!!" The horse was frightened, and the three people sitting on the horse fell off the horse together.
"Oops, there's a beast king? We're dead!!!" Falling off his horse, Fuck chewed a mouthful of mud, but he had no time to worry about so much, so he lifted up Oliver, who had fallen unconscious, and desperately
said.
"That... that's the Razorbeast, the product of porcupine mutation. I've seen it in the Empire. We can't escape." A big bag fell on Oliver's head. When he looked back, he saw that the horse had run away.
went.
Despair, deep despair, two-legged humans cannot outrun four-legged beasts.
Sure enough, after hearing this roar, the war dogs and razor beasts that were busy eating raw meat all raised their heads. They stopped their frenzied eating and rushed towards the remaining three people.
"Dududu~" Just when the businessman and his party were preparing to fight, a horn sounded, the sound was thick and full of coercion. The beasts stopped midway and looked around with some uncertainty.
"Boss, it's the mercenary group, it's the mercenary group's horn. We can be saved, we can be saved." Fuck shouted excitedly. He quickly pulled Oliver back, but the merchant's face was not so good-looking, and he spat.
He took a sip and complained: "God knows how much wealth those greedy mercenaries will squeeze out of me, a poor businessman?"
After complaining, Oliver finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Forget it, it's the goddess of luck who saved her life."
More figures emerged from the shadows of the forest. These figures looked a bit like humans. They were holding spears or simple battle axes, and had inconspicuous sharp horns on their heads. Other than that, they were no different from normal humans.
There are too many differences. The muscles on the body are one by one, in groups, and they are pouring out of the forest. After hearing the sound of the horn, these figures seemed to be hesitant and did not take the initiative to attack. Instead, they lined up in different lengths and heights.
Several rows seemed to be on guard against something.
"That's an inferior horn, an ordinary soldier of the beastman tribe, who is also responsible for making and repairing weapons." Oliver swallowed: "It seems that this is a complete beastman war gang. I don't know about this mercenary group.
No matter how strong it is, otherwise we will still die here."
On the other side, a group of people dressed in mercenary uniforms and with messy equipment also walked out from the other side of the forest. They held high a flag with a large bloody axe. There were about fifty or sixty people. Different people were very different. The leader among them looked
There were about thirty people standing up, very muscular, with long golden hair and fierce eyes, holding a huge battle ax in both hands, and wearing scale armor made of iron scales. He was also among this group of mercenaries.
The most well-equipped ones, most of the mercenaries wore simple sewn leather armor or breastplates, and some even only wore tight-fitting linen clothes with some wild beast furs sewn on them.
"This is an elite-level berserker." Oliver whispered in his ear, and a smile appeared on his face: "Thank you very much, sir. I feel like you and your mercenary group saved me."
"My name is Boris, and I am the leader of the Blood Ax Mercenary Group. Stop talking nonsense. If your people can still fight, then join us! Otherwise we will all die here today!" The mercenary leader obviously had no time to talk to the businessman.
Haha, his face is very serious, the beastmen are the enemy of mankind, and he knows the strength of his mercenary group very well.
"Uh, yes, yes, Falk, Mather, you follow Captain Boris and fight together!" Oliver said so much, but secretly made a gesture in his hand, which meant that it was almost done, don't fight so hard, two
The guards looked at each other, nodded quickly, and joined the mercenary group.
The mercenaries have a variety of weapons, including swords and shields, spears and spears, daggers and scimitars, axes, hammers, bows and arrows, and even slingshots. They line up in two rows, with close combat in front.
, with the long-range behind, the inferior horn beasts on the opposite side seemed to be waiting for something, restraining the war dogs and razor beasts to stand still.
A slender figure walked out surrounded by mercenaries. Oliver looked back and froze there.
This is a woman who looks to be less than thirty years old. She is very tall and wears a slightly loose snow-white fox fur coat. She has beautiful black hair hanging down from her shoulders and back, with light and shadow constantly flashing on her hair.
, seems to be alive, with a black leather jacket underneath, which wraps up her proud figure. The material is unknown, the tight leather pants tightly wrap her slender legs, and she wears heavy leather boots on her feet.
This woman has a very moving temperament, and every move is full of the charm of "maturity". She has silver pupils, beautiful red phoenix eyes, a high bridge of nose, dark red lips, and a beautiful heart under her red lips.
Her beauty marks gave her endless charm.
But that's not what Oliver valued. What he valued was that the woman was holding a long purple staff. The tip of the staff was inlaid with a red gem, and energy was gathering on it.
With high magic power and high elemental affinity, this woman is a spell caster! Oliver is sure that there is a spell caster here, so why worry about not being able to win?
"Mr. Boris, launch an attack as soon as possible. I feel the energy of chaos. It's the Ten Thousand Demonic Rocks! There is the Ten Thousand Demonic Rocks nearby. The fallen hunter is activating the Ten Thousand Demonic Rocks to call for more beastmen!" The female spellcaster didn't look at it at all.
The imperial businessman glanced at her, her expression was cold, and her tone was commanding when she opened her mouth. The leader of the mercenary group said respectfully: "Yes, Ms. Trovik."
"Be careful behind you! Beastmen like to outflank and ambush the most." After saying this, the female spell caster began to recite the spell and prepared to cast the spell. The sky-blue mana gathered near her body. The mercenary leader saw this and no longer hesitated. He waved.
Order: "Attack!"
"Yes!" The mercenaries in the back row set up their bows and fired arrows. The mercenaries in the front had already begun to get angry with the inferior horned beasts. The inferior horned beasts lined up in a row, and many inferior horned beasts were shot.
After falling headlong, the formation immediately became chaotic. The mercenaries took advantage of the situation and rushed into the beast formation, and started a fierce hand-to-hand battle. The screams and howls were endless.
"Ice body protection!" After the hand-to-hand combat began, the female spellcaster's spell also arrived. White hard lumps like frost appeared on the bodies of the mercenaries at the front, and the spears of the inferior horns pierced them.
These frost crystals were only bounced off, and the mercenaries smiled proudly. After one mercenary blocked the spear with his shield, he raised his sword and stabbed it into the head of the inferior horned beast, and then kicked it.
After kicking him away, a horned beast next to him saw the opportunity and stabbed the spear in his hand under his ribs, but the tip of the spear was directly bounced away by the frost crystals. The mercenary even had time to use his shield to knock away the razor that rushed towards him.
After killing the beast, he proudly raised his sword towards the inferior horned beast.
Come here!
Many times, the most frightening thing is not other things, but fear itself. Magic is an unknown force, and it is also a powerful force. Seeing that it cannot cause harm to this human being, the inferior horn wailed and turned around.
Just run.
The same situation occurred in many places on the battle line. Under the attack of the mercenaries, the horned beasts were in chaos and fled for their lives. The mercenaries had high morale and chased the fleeing enemies, but the mercenary leader shouted: "Don't
Chase me, but don’t chase me too far.”
The captain's order was still effective, and the mercenaries gave up chasing. But when they were about to retreat, heavier footsteps and louder roars came from the depths of the forest: "Roar ah ah ah ah ah
!”
A huge half-humanoid creature rushed out of the forest and appeared in front of everyone. It was more than twice the height of an ordinary person, holding a large axe, and had long horns like a goat on its head.
Below is a beast's face, strong body, huge hooves, and hot breath constantly blowing out from its nostrils. It glanced disdainfully at the fleeing horned beasts, and casually grabbed one of the fleeing horned beasts.
The horned beast, pulled it with both hands, and the inferior horned beast was torn in half alive by it.
The corpse was thrown on the ground, and the Chaos Warhounds and Razorbeasts swarmed up and devoured the flesh and blood of the horned beast in an instant.
"It's the Beast King! It's the Beast King! Retreat, retreat quickly, and reorganize your formation!" The mercenary leader was stunned and kept shouting. He raised his big ax and got ready for battle.
The mercenaries quickly retreated, and half-humanoid creatures holding large axes emerged from the forest one after another. Although they were not as tall and strong as the beast kings, they were still more than three meters tall. The beasts sneered and rushed into the battlefield. The ground
Trembling slightly, he seemed to be afraid of these sources of disaster.
"They are horned beasts. They are all powerful warriors and are the main fighting force of the beastman tribe!" Oliver said silently as he retreated. The imperial merchants had been retreating towards the female spellcaster, and there were many people there.
At this time, only the spellcaster can give Oliver a sense of security.
The proud mercenary from before retreated the slowest because the pursuit was far away. He felt the sound of wind in his ears while running. When he looked back, he felt a chill all over his body. The Beast King had already arrived in front of him!
A large ax swept horizontally, and he had to raise his shield. The result was that the shield was broken into two halves, and the mercenary screamed and flew several meters before falling to the ground.
"My hand is broken, my hand is broken! Help me, someone will save me!" The mercenary's left hand has been severely deformed, and he fell to the ground on his back. He kept backing away. The beastman leader approached with a grin.
.
Just when it was about to take off the mercenary's head, the beastman leader instinctively sensed the danger, and subconsciously raised the ax.
"Ice Arrow!" A voice shouted.
The beastman leader was frozen.
Unfortunately, it was only frozen for two seconds. The beastman leader roared angrily, and the ice on his body shattered instantly. He held down the struggling mercenary, and swept the axe, and a bloody human head was held high by it.
in the air.
It looked at the female spell caster who was surrounded by mercenaries with a gloomy expression, pointed at her, and shouted to the beasts: "Women...warlocks...annihilate!"
"You freeze me... I want your life!" The mercenary's heart was taken out directly from his chest by the beastman leader. The heart even beat weakly. The beastman leader bit off half of the whole heart in one bite, and hot blood spattered.
With a face full of it, it chewed with satisfaction, the scene looked chilling.
"Ho ho ho ho!!!" After saying that, the howl of the beastman leader resounded throughout the forest, shaking off countless snow. The fleeing horned beasts heard the leader's call and turned around again to join the battle.
The mercenaries fought back steadily.
At this time, thirty or forty horned beasts appeared in front of the mercenary group. The mercenary leader Boris's face was ashen: "Ms. Trovik, please move, I will resist these beastmen."
"You can't escape far, the forest is full of beastmen!" The beautiful sorceress clenched her staff tightly. The sorceress raised her hand and struck a psychic blast. A black halo of mana spread across the battlefield, and all the horns
Both the beast and the inferior horn felt a pain in their heads, and their thoughts seemed to be pricked by needles. The beastman's offensive eased slightly, but several mercenaries had already died tragically under the beastman's axe. Boris shouted angrily and joined in.
After the battle ended, the mercenary leader, armed with a big ax, entered the battlefield and harvested the lives of several inferior horned beasts.
The performance of the mercenary leader naturally attracted the attention of the beastman leader: "You... fight me!"
Boris clenched the fine iron battle ax in his hand and walked in front step by step. The flying snow blew on his long golden hair and thick beard. As the leader of the mercenary group, he faced the battle of the beastman leader.
, he must accept the challenge, because only in this way can he have a chance of survival.
Beastmen are very powerful, but this kind of predatory creature has a weakness, that is, the winner is king. As long as the leader is killed, the morale of the Beastmen army will collapse instantly.
"Hoo~ho~ho~~ah! Kill...the man, and then kill...the woman!" The leader of the beastmen cut the razor beast standing in front of him into two pieces, and then signaled the horned beasts to get out.
Opening, the Beastmen warband saw this and gave way.
"Dong~dong~dong~" The beastman leader rushed up directly, and the mercenary leader also stepped forward, his heavy leather boots making a muffled sound on the snow.
The distance is getting closer.
The rough ax in the beastman's hand was stained with blood, while the fine steel battle ax in Boris's hand shone with silvery white luster.
Closer, closer!
"Ahhhhhhh!" Boris swung his battle ax with all his strength.
"Boom!" The ax blades clashed, and the sound of gold and iron echoed throughout the battlefield. (To be continued)