Demon Royal Family

Power has always been skewed towards the bottom and not the top.

Leaving the team without permission is a violation of the mercenary code and will leave a stain on the credibility of the major mercenary associations. Ivo will not break the contract just for the convenience of the journey. He can also go to Hearth Castle in the future, so there is no rush.

This day is the nineteenth day after leaving the royal capital. The caravan is traveling on a narrow mountain road. The truck is driving close to the mountain wall to barely keep the wheels on the other side from flying. The gravel keeps falling off the cliff, and the echo gradually grows. hidden.

The long journey made all the mercenaries feel unhappy, the atmosphere was dull, and their vigilance was relaxed.

Bilis suddenly reined in her horse and signaled for the team to stop, because the mercenary who went to explore the road did not come back for a long time.

An old mercenary said: "There is a corner of the mountain road ahead. There may be a group of thieves ambushing us."

Bilis' heart suddenly rose, "Everyone, be alert!"

The mercenaries drew their swords, scimitars, battle axes, and shields. The caravan was divided into three teams: front, middle, and back. This was a narrow mountain road, and both sides would not be attacked. The squadron moved slowly on the truck to the front. Team, most of the mercenaries are crowded in the front.

The mountain wind was howling sharply, but the road ahead was still silent.

Bilis was a little anxious. The caravan could not waste time on the mountain road. The consequences of an attack after dark were completely different from those during the day. It would mean death but no life.

Leon said decisively: "The enemy wants to delay until night. If we advance rashly, we will encounter an ambush. Cicero, go and investigate!"

A stern young man from the Royal Academy jumped up and turned into a jumping black shadow quickly turning the corner.

Bilis asked suspiciously: "Is it okay for him to be alone?"

Misha snorted: "Cicero is the number one assassin in the Royal Academy. He is recognized by the academy as the 'Shadow'. Don't confuse those low-level mercenaries with him."

After waiting for a while, Cicero suddenly rushed out from the corner and shouted: "We have discovered the ambush, we have been alerted, and we are ready to fight!"

Behind him was a large group of thieves, at least a hundred of them, with blood-red scorpions embroidered on their clothes. Kalilban was waving a machete in front.

Calilban was a little angry. They were hiding in a cave on the mountain wall obscured by clouds and mist, but they were discovered by Cicero and had no choice but to attack by force. He roared loudly: "Kill them all!"

Misha's eyes brightened: "Blood Scorpion Thieves Group! Your bounty belongs to me!"

The mercenaries and thieves fought together, with roars mixed with screams, and the cold light of weapons flashed everywhere. The figures fell one after another, and many people were knocked off the cliff. The mountain road was dyed red with blood, and there was chaos. .

The mountain road is narrow, and it is difficult for the caravan to take advantage of its numerical advantage. Those who are squeezed to the back can only shout and worry.

Ms. Bilis remained calm, "I hope everyone at the Royal Academy can help."

Leon nodded, and the royal students pushed their way out of the way and rushed into the battlefield.

Leon's knight's sword was wrapped with "thick" holy light, and he kept cutting off the weapons of the thieves, kicking the thieves off the cliff. Misha used a leather whip, which looked like a fiery snake under the blessing of "scorching" holy light. Twisting and dancing, it will burn if touched.

Calilban roared angrily and joined the battlefield in person. The strength of the strong man was beyond the comparison of the soldiers. He instantly regained the upper hand. The mountain wall was constantly shaken by the aftermath, causing cracks and roars.

"I said... is it really okay if we just watch like this?" Ender asked weakly.

The fight was in full swing at the front, but at the end of the caravan, the Hurricane trainees looked bored. They sat on the ground and watched the battle from a distance, while eating, drinking, and chatting.

Ivo chewed the balsamic grass and betel nut, exhaled white smoke, and rolled his eyes: "If you want to kill with an unparalleled attack, I will support you with both hands and feet."

It's not that they don't want to fight, but...the trucks are occupying the mountain road, and it's difficult to get close to the battlefield. They have no choice but to be arranged to go to the rear.

Being in the rear is a matter of character. When the front row cannot withstand it, they can be the first to escape. However, if the enemy attacks the team's little Daisy first, it will be GG, and the team battle will be cut to the back row. Usually you have to kneel down.

Hades looked at Bilis' back in the distance, took two steps forward, thought about it, and then stepped back.

"Although I don't like the Royal Academy, but with their support, we should have nothing to worry about." Ivo spread his hands.

Ender worriedly said: "The thieves' group's goal is property. If I were them, I would send another team of elites to attack the rear, attacking from both sides, and constantly cannibalizing the caravan."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were a lot of footsteps on the mountain road behind, and hundreds of blood scorpion thieves roared in. This group of thieves were all strong and elite thieves.

The Hurricane students raised their weapons in panic and hurriedly faced him.

Ivo took out the skinned iron shield and Harricon's hammer, his face hurt, "Ender, you must not speak again from now on."

As soon as they fought, Ivo felt tremendous pressure. There were swords all over the front, back, left and right. His shield was hit hard by more than three swords every second. It was shaking endlessly and his arms were numb.

The war hammer struck, smashed, and knocked down many thieves, but in the chaotic battlefield, he was unable to make up for the subsequent attacks and was only injured but not killed.

His feet were spinning continuously, like a top moving through the crowd. He was very flexible. His shield always blocked the scimitar at the most opportune time, leaving him unscathed. From time to time, his warhammer hit the knees of elite thieves, shattering their kneecaps. .

After training in the battlefield of memory, he adjusted his fighting style. His specialty is strength. After integrating the agility of the spin step, his combat effectiveness is greatly increased.

The most obvious thing is that there are significantly fewer injuries, which is why Ivo took Nafi's feelings into consideration.

The hammer wind roared, and the surrounding elite thieves felt that Ivo was a tough opponent, so they avoided it one after another and prioritized dealing with the lower-level Hurricane students. The team suffered heavy damage immediately, and many students fell to the ground covered in blood and wailed, losing their combat effectiveness.

The hurricane students lacked actual combat experience and were in a hurry after being attacked. They were immediately dispersed by the bandit group.

"No, so weak!" Ivo finally had an intuitive understanding of how weak the Hurricane students were.

His teammates were so incompetent that Ivo was instantly surrounded and the pressure increased sharply.

At this time, a violent sword energy knocked away several thieves around Ivo. Barlow swung his sword and slashed continuously. The sword energy was like a tide. Ander rushed in, protecting Ivo's back with two shields, and slashed with his scimitar. There are sparks drawn on it.

The three of them rushed out of the siege in a perfect formation. Hades was walking sideways with a dagger in his waist, quickly taking away the lives of the pursuing thieves like a panther attacking.

"Although I am powerful..." Ivo crippled sixteen elite thieves in the melee. He gasped and gasped: "But you can't ask me to fight a hundred at the moment."

Among the hurricane students, only the four Ivos could still hold on. Okote, the second in the swordsman department, had been hit in the chest by an axe, and was seriously injured and fell into coma.

The leader of the team, David, had a solemn expression on his face. He grabbed the crooked handle of his cane and pulled out his rapier. He made a noble fencing posture and stopped all the students. The sword was like a toad popping out its tongue. The seven thieves were stabbed in the throat in the blink of an eye, and their bodies rolled. Fall off a cliff.

The attack came suddenly. It only took three minutes for the Hurricane students to go from fighting to defeat. Bilis discovered the sneak attack and said angrily: "It's really useless. I can't even delay it."

Bilis quickly dispatched some mercenaries to support the rear. The battle line was stretched a bit, and the trucks were also obstacles. It would take at least a few minutes to reach the battlefield.

Bang, the scimitar struck the knight's sword. Leon was pushed back a few steps by Calilban. He frowned and looked back, "Misha, Cicero, you go to support the rear team."

"Hmph." Misha and Cicero knew that the situation was critical, and immediately left the battlefield and rushed to the rear.

…

The elite thieves were repelled twice by Sir David. Many Hurricane students who were not unconscious cheered. As long as Sir David can support them until reinforcements arrive, they can survive.

After the failure of the third charge, the elite thief seemed to give up and suddenly retreated, clearing a fifty-meter mountain road.

"Did the enemy retreat?"

"They were repulsed by Mentor David, great!"

"We are saved!"

The Hurricane students shouted excitedly.

At this time, a black-robed wizard appeared in the camp of the elite thieves, with a small purple octopus wrapped around his shoulders. He threw out a large number of weird casting materials and sang in a screaming voice, which was extremely harsh.

This black-robed wizard is the deputy leader of the Blood Scorpions, Knudsen.

David sensed something was wrong, raised his sword and charged, trying to stop the wizard from casting a spell. Halfway through the charge, the mountain wall beside him suddenly burst into dazzling fire and exploded with a bang.

The flames were like the maw of a beast, swallowing up David's figure in an instant. David, wrapped in the flames, was swept off the cliff by a stream of shattered rubble, and disappeared without a trace.

The Hurricane students were in chaos, as if they had fallen from heaven to hell.

"Oh my God! Tutor David!"

The elite thieves placed several alchemical bombs on the mountain wall as a trap to lure David.

Alchemy has a deep connection with magic and forging. Alchemy has a wide range of applications. Explosive bombs are the most common product... After all, any failed alchemy experiment can produce explosive bombs.

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