Mercenaries and Adventurers

On Kiel's side, he kicked the ball in the air and staggered a bit. However, the foot he kicked out turned back and directly hooked the waist of the enemy in front of him, pulling him over.

At the same time, Kiel took advantage of his well-protected body and directly scraped the dagger towards the enemy's neck.

Although he intended to strike at Kiel a few times, the enemy had no choice but to deal with Kiel's offensive first.

His waist was hooked by Kil's legs and he could not move. Therefore, at this fatal moment, he lay on his back and made a movement similar to an iron bridge, directly getting rid of Kil's attack on his neck.

Unexpectedly, the young enemy fell backwards. His free hand stretched out to the floor behind him to support his body, and his leg took the opportunity to kick Kil hard on the chest.

But before the enemy could re-enter the fighting posture, Zambirus swooped over and hugged the young enemy who had just squatted on the ground.

"What?"

It turned out that Zambirus gave up the idea of ​​pulling out the long sword stuck behind the wooden door in a short time when Kiel fought with this enemy. After letting go, he saw that the opponent's attention was not on him and gave him a bear hug. He firmly controlled this enemy.

Kiel chuckled lightly, he knew this would be the case, because although this enemy was nimble in movement and seemed to be very experienced and skilled in close combat, there were two people at the scene after all. When this person was fighting Kiel, he was completely He did not take his roommate Zambirus seriously.

It was obvious that he either had self-control or had never fought with many people before.

Not enough experience.

Kil threw the straight-edged steel dagger in his hand in the air and turned it around. Without saying anything, he grasped it again and held the dagger in reverse. He used the front hard cowhide armor of the glove to hit the young enemy's face. For a moment.

Boom.

A punch hit his chin, and the opponent's original efforts to break free froze.

Boom.

With another punch, the man's whole body stiffened and he fainted.

"I thought you were going to kill him."

Zambirus loosened his strong arms and then said.

Kil shrugged: "After all, it's just a gang lair. Knight Anvina didn't say anything about letting people kill the killer. Let's take it easy."

Kil got down and searched the unconscious enemy directly. It turned out that this man's clothes actually had three inner pockets made of sturdy leather hidden inside. It's completely invisible from the outside. An ordinary piece of clothing has so many hidden inner pockets.

Keir used the dagger in his hand to cut open the inner pocket of the man's clothes, and found that one contained a lot of coins, the other contained several pieces of paper with writing on it, and the last one was in an inner pocket that was convenient for reaching in and taking out things. It is equipped with several small objects with sharp blades.

Kil didn't recognize what this thing was for, but Zambirus had an impression: "It looks like a pickpocket tool used to steal people's money bags?"

Keir was a little surprised, but this was not the time to look at these things curiously. He took out the coins and put them into the wallet that only contained a few copper coins on the other party's waist: "I will take the money first, and then I will divide it equally."

"Can."

After Zambirus finished speaking, he took out the rope and tied up the knocked unconscious man.

Since both of them realized that this man was a thief from the Yisi Blade Head Gang, they directly tied the other's hands tightly to prevent the man from waking up and untying himself.

Then he put a thin sheet on the collapsed wooden bed over the man's upper body to block his sight, and then tied the sheet tightly.

In this way, even if this guy wakes up, he can't move his hands, and he can't see clearly at all.

After taking back the sword, Zambirus carefully stretched his head out of the wooden door and looked into the corridor inside the house.

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There was no one in the corridor, and some of the surrounding rooms were closed, while others were wide open. The noisy noises came from under the house. It seemed that the other members of the gang were underneath, but this guy was the only one who was provoked by the sound of the two of them landing.

"There's no one outside, should we go down?" Zambirus asked hesitantly.

Kil nodded: "Let's go down. We are here to deal with these people. Defeat them as soon as possible!"

After saying that, Keir walked out of the house first.

There was a dead end at one end of the corridor, and a downward staircase at the other end. Before Keir went down directly, he had to first make sure that no one would suddenly come out from behind or hide.

Arriving at the dead end of the corridor, Keir kicked the open wooden door open.

There was no one inside, and the furnishings of the room were roughly the same as the room where the two of them left. It was just that some of the decorative items on the table and the sizes of the clothes on the hangers were different.

"No one!" Kil said, reminding Zambirus who was on guard at the other end of the aisle.

Then Kil looked at another room with the door open. It was the same, with roughly similar furnishings, and the things in the room looked similar.

Soon, Kil inspected all the rooms on this floor. He patted Zambirus on the shoulder. Kil took out his shield and sword and went downstairs first.

Zambirus followed carrying a leather shield and his own steel sword.

Dodo dodo dodo.

The two of them stepped down the wooden stairs quickly and heavily.

But I don’t know where the people downstairs discovered it. The first thing that greeted them was not the gangsters with their backs to the stairs, but several wooden chairs that had been thrown towards them.

Despite this, Kil just held up the metal shield, stood firm on his feet, and after a few hits, he blocked the wooden chair that was thrown towards him.

Through the eye sockets of the visor, you can see that the first floor of this house is not very wide. Except for the area facing the door of the house, the rest of the place has narrow and compact corridors and large open rooms.

At this time, a dozen people gathered in the open space and corridor inside the door, and there were several crossbow arrows stuck on the wooden floor inward from the door.

Obviously, the crossbows fired by the two militiamen on Mr. Pavey's side across the street effectively forced these gang thugs into the house and were not allowed to go out to fight.

Keir glanced at these gang thugs and found that although these people held one or two weapons such as daggers and sticks in their hands, longer and more powerful weapons were not common. Only in the middle of the crowd, one was surrounded young man holding two sharp-edged daggers in his hands.

These two daggers are more like enlarged daggers than daggers. They obviously focus more on dexterity.

"Who are you?" Surrounded by dirty curses from gang thugs, the young man who was obviously the leader had no choice but to question the two of them in a louder voice.

Although Kil had no intention of answering, Zambirus opened his mouth to answer the other party's question.

"We are the people of the local lord! You, the Yisi Knifehead Gang, were allowed to be annihilated by the Knights of Anwena today! If you don't want to be killed, just squat on the ground, drop your weapons, surrender and be bound! Although those who surrender will be punished, Those who resist tenaciously will inevitably die!!"

Zambirus's voice was also very loud, completely overpowering the dirty words spoken by the thugs from the opposite gang.

It seemed that he was frightened by the serious consequences of Zambirus's words. It was obvious that after these words were spoken, the gang thugs' original feeling of being ready to take action weakened a lot.

The clever and cunning guy blended in with the crowd and hid in the house deep in the corridor. As soon as the person entered, he closed the originally open wooden door at an inconspicuous speed.

But some rough thugs, under the leadership of the young man who took the lead, actually took a step forward.

“Don’t believe these people’s lies, rush out, run away first, and we’ll talk about the rest later!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the guy holding two short swords pushed the gang thugs on the left and right and shouted: "Get on me! Kill them!"

Stimulated by the tense atmosphere, the rough thug didn't think too much and rushed towards Keir and Zambirus with an iron-clad stick in his left and right hands.

Kil quickly licked the corners of his mouth under his visor, but instead pushed Zambirus backwards towards the stairs.

"What?" Zambirus was a little confused, and he was about to fight.

Kiel simply replied: "There are many of them, so they retreated to the stairs to fight. This battle is difficult to avoid, so what's the use of saying that?"

Zambirus laughed loudly: "Humans are not grass, how can they grow back so quickly. It is always good to persuade them."

Kil stopped talking. He did not let the power of the sun wrap around the long sword blade. There was no need to use special methods to deal with these thugs who didn't even have leather armor.

A simple magic material long sword is completely enough.

Most of the long sword was hidden behind the shield, leaving only a small part of the sword tip attached to the edge of the shield, like a poisonous snake's letter, spitting out slightly with Kil's movements.

The thugs who rushed the fastest bypassed the wooden chairs that had fallen on the stairs, scrambled to raise their fleshy arms, and swung their sticks to hit Kil who was standing on the stairs.

Kil lowered his body and placed his shield lower to block the opponent's club.

Snap, snap.

The iron-clad stick struck the surface of the shield, making a loud sound.

An insidious thug stretched out a stick from the gap between the thugs in front and stabbed the front of Kiel's calf, probably hoping to break his leg.

But while Kil moved his shield left and right to resist the incoming stick, he stepped back up a flight of stairs and easily dodged the man's sinister attack.

That's it for now.

Facing several thugs who huddled together in front of them after barely stepping onto the stairs, Kiel launched a counterattack.

The long sword hunter swooped out from the side of the shield, and with one bite, it went up the arm of the thug who was rushing forward, biting through the opponent's thick neck.

The neck made of flesh was extremely fragile. After it collided with the tip of the long sword reinforced with magic materials, both sides of the neck and the windpipe in the front were torn. The roaring thug immediately lost his voice, as if he had lost his breath. Like a pig's bladder.

The large blood vessels on both sides of the neck were cut, and the blood flowing vigorously inside was immediately splashed and squeezed out.

The front of Kil's shield was suddenly stained red by the blood spurting out.

Immediately, Kil stopped retreating. Instead, he pushed his shield forward, pushing against the body of the thug who was losing life quickly, and pushed towards the bottom of the stairs.

The first thug who died was quickly pushed by Kiel and hit the other thug behind him. The man behind was pushed back, his foot missed, and he immediately knocked down the thug behind him. The third thug.

Kiel's long sword passed over the body of the thug in front of the shield, passed directly around the shoulder, and suddenly penetrated the second thug's cheek, directly pierced the mouth and penetrated the center of the head.

"Why."

Kil sighed silently. Such killings really disappointed him. Apart from simply satisfying his desire to fight and kill, there was nothing else to say.

so boring.

Boom boom boom. For most of the thugs gathered on the first floor, one moment ago it was their men who were forcing the local lord's men to attack up the stairs. In the blink of an eye, the thugs were backing up and falling down the stairs. Fall down.

The thugs who rushed up after him were even pushed directly to the ground by the fallen man. Apart from a short curse, he couldn't even make a cry for help.

One person is pressing down on another person, you step on his head to stop him from shouting, and he holds your chest with his hands so that you can't breathe.

It's a mess.

Keir didn't just step on the person and rush down, it would have been too easy for him to fall.

He jumped directly to the left. The height of his jump was just over the stair railing on the left, and he landed directly in the walkway next to the empty stairs.

Boom.

With his feet on the ground, Kil still maintained his fighting posture, impeccable.

Immediately there was the sound of a nervous door closing behind him, and a thug hurriedly pushed the wooden door that had been closed by his companions, followed by wailing from his mouth.

"￥@@#%￥, open the door, ##￥￥open the door. Please, open the door."

But Kiel sidled towards him quickly, without even looking, he kicked the thug backwards and hit the head of the thug, causing the thug's head to come into close contact with Kiel's armored boots. Enjoy the quick physical connection to the closed wooden door again.

The human head was quite strong, and it hit the wooden door hard like a drumstick, making a loud impact.

So the thug inside the door who had just sold his companion pressed his body against the door and closed it tighter.

The thug behind him was kicked unconscious, and Kil immediately walked quickly towards the other gang thugs in front.

Zambirus did not have the confidence to jump diagonally from the stairs like Kiel and fight immediately after landing, so he had to stick to the wall on one side of the stairs and step on the collapsed gang thugs. He walked down amidst the wailing sounds of the people at his feet.

The young man who commanded the gang's thugs was almost furious. These guys who usually bullied men and women with him and his companions were not as brave as they said.

He always said that he could fight a few, or that he usually had fighting results that could be praised and praised, but now when he really needed them, this guy realized that these people were nothing more than mud.

"Trash, trash! They're all a bunch of trash!" He yelled, and the two daggers he was holding in both hands immediately changed into double-hand-held daggers while shaking, and then he lowered his body and pointed straight towards the person directly opposite him. Keir rushed over.

This man has long been in Kiel's focus, so as soon as the opponent rushed towards him, Kiel turned sideways, lowered his body, shield in front and sword in back, ready to fight.

The visitor's eyes were slightly narrowed, and he quickly glanced at Kiel's response. Although he was troubled by Kiel's equipment, he still rushed forward.

The Yisi Knifehead Gang is his home, and the thief Yisi is not only the guide who introduced him to this road, but also an elder who shaped him into what he is today far more than his parents.

Compared to the poor and suffering families, here, gangs.

This is his home, and for this reason, he is willing to risk his life to protect it.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

With a low roar, the enemy who rushed forward quickly spun around, causing the daggers in both hands to continuously spin and cut forward.

His arms swung the weapons he held with his wrists, and he continuously attacked Keir.

Duoduo, clang clang clang clang.

In just an instant, the enemy swung dozens of swords at Keir in the narrow corridor.

Kil kept retreating with his feet, letting his body retreat to avoid some of the attacks that the opponent did not launch, and then let his shield receive the suppressed swords.

The first two swords were still cutting on the leather surface of the shield, and the latter cut the front leather surface of the shield that Kiel had installed a few days ago, causing a fierce collision between the blade of the dagger and the real shield body.

The opponent's dagger was obviously also made of steel. The sharp cutting edge cut across the surface of the Elf metal shield, leaving only minor scratches, but it caused great damage to the sharp edge of the dagger.

The enemy wielding the dagger naturally felt the feel of his weapon from the sound and the tremor in his hand, and immediately knew that he could not continue attacking like this, otherwise, the harder shield would destroy the edges of his two daggers. Once it is worn away, it will lose its power and cannot kill anyone.

So he immediately stopped, and finally used the force of his body rotation to kick forward, directly hitting the front of Kiel's shield.

The force of this kick was extremely strong. When Kil absorbed the force of the kick, he even tensed up, causing the bottoms of his boots to drag half of the soles of his feet on the floor.

squeak----

"Huh." Kiln breathed out. The enemy's attack was so fierce and slightly beyond his expectation, but Kiln could still see the opponent's ability.

The set of forward-spinning, sword-swinging attacks just now, followed by a finishing heavy kick, is indeed good, but it has the power, but lacks strength and breakthrough potential.

Especially the last kick. For Kil, who had faced Warcraft before, compared with the huge power of Warcraft that could not be resisted by human beings, the force of this kick was too small.

The reason is self-evident. Although the enemy successfully used the last strength of his body rotation to kick out a heavy kick, his too light weight compared to Kil and his lightweight combat equipment made this person's kick difficult. The strength was a bit worse than Kiel's ordinary kick.

There was also something wrong with that man's technique. He stopped the spinning double-sword attack at the end, and only used part of his body rotation to kick out at the last moment. By instantly disappearing from the shield, Kil guessed the enemy's next move, so he could safely take the enemy's finishing kick.

Keir thought at this moment.

If the enemy's finishing kick could be connected with the two-sword attack without any gap, the suddenness of the attack would be greatly increased, and it would be more difficult for him to deal with it.

But there are no ifs. Although the enemy's attack is fierce, it is already this guy's most powerful move.

Kiel took a breath and immediately launched a counterattack.

The enemy holding two swords also rotated the two daggers he held backwards and turned his center of gravity into holding them upright. Lowering his body, the two daggers stood side by side, one behind the other, pointing the sword tips at Keir without any concealment.

"Whirring whirring."

The young man from the Yi Si Blade Gang breathed hard to relieve the intermittence of physical strength.