Mercenaries and Adventurers

Kil noticed the bandits fleeing in the wasteland in the distance. Those strangely dressed guys seemed to be frightened by the fire magic just now, so Kil was not surprised that they fled.

He himself was frightened by the magic dagger he looked down upon.

It was simply unimaginable that the magic dagger captured casually during the march could be so powerful. Roughly starting from the dagger, a narrow fan-shaped area in front was completely burned by the high-temperature magic flame. The enemy turned into a charred skeleton, and even the soil on the ground was shrouded in high temperature and heat, evaporating the slightest moisture in the soil.

Become dry and dry.

There were more than ten people under the fat bandit, but they were all frightened by what happened before. The battle with the young refugees at this time had lost the fighting power that had suppressed the refugees just now.

If it weren't for the difficulty of escaping from the battle, these people would probably find a way to escape back.

How could it be possible? Kiel just took a fancy to the weapons and equipment of these bandits tonight. Even if he lost many young refugees, he would try to arm these people as much as possible.

Just don't spend his money.

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Kil turned to the south and west, where a group of more than ten bandits, no, they looked like well-trained soldiers, were facing him across the stream with some hesitation.

Kil noticed that most of the other party's eyes were on him, and the other half were on the bandits who were surrounded by young refugees but were still fighting.

But he didn't pay any attention to the refugees under his command.

It seems that these people with the largest number of people present are actually the most insignificant part of this battle.

Kil used his long sword to hunt and knock the shield on his left arm, making a crisp sound: "Hey! If you want to fight, come here. Why are you standing there? Come! Fight!"

But the team of elite bandits who were so provoked by Kil remained unmoved. He saw one person in the opposing team running quickly toward the way they came, as if to deliver a message.

"Coward! Bah!"

Kil spat, then only focused on these people, and then turned to kill the bandits under the fat man who were still resisting.

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These guys were completely surrounded by young refugees who dared to fight.

Some people were approaching them with burning firewood to prevent the bandits from having a chance to escape. There were also young people who picked up the stones that had been dropped and threw them at the recalcitrant bandits when they saw the opportunity.

Each bandit is surrounded by one or two young gang refugees holding picked-up weapons. As soon as the bandits' attention is distracted, these young men who like to attack people will immediately shout and rush forward to chop them.

Keir shook his head when he saw it. He strode over and shouted: "Get out of the way for me and drive them together. I will deal with them all by myself!"

The young refugees who had been highly nervous all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the Kiel Knights finally coming to fight.

The circle surrounding the bandits quickly expanded, and everyone drove the stubborn bandits together. These bandits also subconsciously approached their companions.

When the thieves stood nervously behind each other, they suddenly realized something.

The young knight standing in front of him won't release that terrifying magic flame again to burn them all together, right?

In a battlefield filled with curses, roars, and wailings, these bandits were like rats trapped in a cave by poisonous snakes.

While cursing desperately, he tried to fight with his last breath.

But Kil did not desperately release the magic flames towards them. After all, the magic power in the Heartfire Dagger was also very precious. He raised his sword and shield and approached slowly.

More than a dozen bandits gathered in a back-to-back circle, watching the young knight getting closer and closer. Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and rushed forward with a roar.

This man was tall and muscular, with a bald head and a ferocious face. Carrying a two-handed ax covered in flesh and blood, he didn't know how many innocent young refugees he had chopped down in the brief confrontation just now.

As soon as this man came forward, all the young refugees surrounding him noticed this man. When they saw the flesh and blood stained on the opponent's weapon, everyone was stunned.

"Sir! Please kill him! He just cut Tony in our village in half!"

"Xiao Yawen from our village is only sixteen years old, and his head was chopped off by this executioner just now!"

But Kiel remained unmoved and was not affected by what the refugees around him said.

He tapped his shield lightly with his sword, signaling the man to come forward and fight.

"Ahhhhh! Fight to the death today!"

The tall, bald bandit roared angrily, swung the two-handed battle ax in his hand and struck hard.

Kil gasped, then raised his left hand and took the initiative to face the heavy attack of the tomahawk.

There was a loud thud! Kil's body did not shake and he steadily caught the opponent's chop. This forceful move confused the tall bandit who took the initiative to attack.

The opponent was about to retract the ax on his shield and then strike again, but Kil took a step forward and slashed out with his long sword.

Woo--sssssssssssssssssssssssssss.

Like a torn leather bag, the bandit's abdomen was cut off directly. Most of the waist at the height of the belly was cut off directly by the long sword slash just now.

The bandit was stunned and had not recovered yet. He still wanted to fight, but as soon as his arms moved, his waist, which could not bear the strength, collapsed directly, and his whole body fell to the ground.

It turned out that the muscles and other body tissues in the front of his waist and abdomen that were responsible for supporting the body had been torn apart by the horizontal slash of the sword just now. The spine at the back of his waist alone could not support any major movements he made next.

Kil squatted down with the shield in his left hand and smashed the bandit's head directly.

"Very good!"

"Kill them all!"

Kil kicked aside the two-handed tomahawk held by the bandit, and then struck the shield with his long sword, signaling the bandits to come forward and die.

Several familiar bandits looked at each other, and then the four of them stepped out together, regardless of the other bandits behind them shouting to stay, deciding to fight for their own life or death.

The four opponents of Kiel were half a meter apart, two in front and two in back, forming a trapezoid and coming toward him.

With a cold snort, Kil picked up the corpse in front of him with his combat boots, then picked it up one by one, and directly smashed the corpse towards the four attacking bandits.

The one on the left of the two people in front slashed hard with the machete in his hand, just in time to cut off the bald bandit's lumbar spine, causing the two parts of the body to fly past him.

But Kiel's target was not him, but the one next to him. Taking advantage of the gap when the man on the left slashed hard with his sword, Kil stepped forward and jumped forward, completely unexpected by everyone, and directly knocked the man with his shield.

This bandit also carried a thick wooden shield in his hand, but it was this protective shield that killed him. At the moment when Kiel was getting closer, he subconsciously lifted up the shield to resist the flying corpses. Obstructed the view.

That's what Kil wanted, and then all his body weight was concentrated on this sudden forward impact.

Shield against shield, defense against thrust.

As expected, not only did Kil jump very fast, his weight and weaponry were far greater than that of the bandit. With a loud bang, the bandit who was raising his shield was severely knocked away. Got out.

The wooden shield in this man's hand fell apart and flew away, the left arm holding the shield twisted and turned, and even the left chest next to the left arm was dented inward abnormally.

With blood and a severed tongue squirting out of his mouth, the bandit threw himself backwards into the crowd of refugees ten meters away.

The other bandit who was standing behind the bandit and holding a short spear was not knocked down because of the trapezoidal formation, but he was immediately topped by Keir.

Kil himself had just finished bumping into the man and stood firm where the bandit was. Then he threw the long sword in his right hand and flew past stealthily like a rotating electric drill.

The gray-black long sword was not very conspicuous even on the battlefield illuminated by fire. If you were not careful, you would lose traces of the Kiel weapon. Therefore, the bandits armed with throwing spears and short spears did not react at all to this unexpected throwing weapon. When he came over, his fellow bandit who was using a shield was knocked away from him, and the next moment his chest was pierced by a thrown sword.

Kil did not dare to use force when throwing his sword, because his body was being strengthened by life energy at this moment. He was afraid that when the sword was thrown with all its strength, it would penetrate the bandit's chest and kill a whole circle of refugees around him. Also wounded by penetrating kills.

After unexpectedly killing the two men, Kil raised his left hand to block the heavy blow from the bandit's machete beside him.

when!

The opponent knew that it was a matter of life and death, so he did not dare to stop waving the weapon for a moment. It is to use your own offensive to suppress the enemy knight and create opportunities for your companions to win or kill the opponent.

The last person in the four-man team was a bandit who used a long sword. He was tall and had long hands. After making a fake move with the long sword, he changed the direction and stabbed Kiel's right arm under the arm.

Kil felt something about the other person at this moment and knew that this part of the armor was one of the main weak points of the connection.

His right arm slammed against his body, trapping the tip of the long sword that was coming at him on the inside of his arm.

The bandit pushed hard on the hilt of the sword and put both hands on it, but Kil clung tightly to it and he couldn't stab it at all.

Then the opponent tried to twist the sword and even pull it out, but Kil's right hand caught the sword's blade with his backhand, and tightly grasped the opponent's steel sword's blade with his palm wrapped in steel armor.

The finger part was much smoother and harder to catch. The opponent tried to pull out the sword, but Kiel tightened his fingers and exerted force. Then he pulled the sword and the sword made of fine steel was broken horizontally by Kiel.

"snort!"

With a heavy grunt, Kil pulled the broken sword towards him, directly pulling the bandit close to his body. Then lift and lower your right boot.

"ah!!!"

The opponent's soles were heavily stepped into the dirt on the ground by Kil.

People often rest in this open space beside the commercial road, so the ground here is quite solid. When Keir stepped into such solid ground with his combat boots, it goes without saying that all the bones of the opponent's feet must have been broken. .

Even more than that, visible to the naked eye, when Kiel raised his feet again, there was still blood and flesh dripping from the bottom of the boots.

He let go of the opponent's long sword with his right hand, then reached up with his palm and grabbed the neck of the robber who was still wailing.

Just as the machete of the bandit on the left came again, Kil swung his body and lifted the bandit caught in his right hand to the left side of his body, using the enemy's body to resist the enemy's attack.

"Step aside!!!"

The bandit wielding the machete shouted, but he couldn't hold back the weapon anyway, and directly dropped the blade of the machete on his companion's shoulder. Whoops!

An arm connected to the shoulder fell to the ground.

The person who was hacked fainted from the pain. Kil pursed his lips and used his right hand to squeeze the bandit's neck to pieces.

Flesh and broken blood vessels were squeezed out and broken from the top and bottom of the steel palm, and finally only a stubborn cervical vertebra was still held in his hand.

The shield in his left hand hit the bandit's body hard, and the force of the blow broke the man's cervical vertebra. Then Kil threw the cervical vertebra with his head in his hand at the only remaining bandit in front of him.

boom.

The bandit seemed to be frightened. He was hit on the head by his companion. He was speechless and made no other movements. Kil waved his hand and snatched the machete that was still bleeding from the man's hand, and then pushed him with his shield. He hit the man and pushed him to the ground: "Come here, tie him up. I want to live."

Turning around, the last six back-to-back bandits seemed frightened by the continuous blows.

They all squatted down and put their weapons on the ground. But Keir's next words seemed to knock them down into the bottomless abyss.

"As for you, did I say I would let you live? To torture intelligence information, a person who has lost his will to fight is enough."

After hearing this, the bandits immediately grabbed the weapons they had just placed on the ground, but with a flash of white light, the machete in Kiel's hand was thrown directly, flipped over and pierced the face of one of the bandits, killing one of the six.

Kil did not pick up the long sword stuck in the corpse on the ground to hunt. Instead, he held up his shield and accelerated towards the remaining five bandits who were charging towards them.

No one dared to go head-to-head with a knight with an armor and a shield like Kiel, so when Kiel charged straight at them, the five bandits spread out left and right, trying to avoid the impact of Kiel's shield.

Because they all saw that being hit like this was no different from death. Even more painful.

The guy who was knocked away before fell to the crowd of young refugees and was beaten to death with stones and various weapons. The painful wail lasted for at least half a minute.

But Kil did not pick up the long sword for hunting, because he planned to test another magic of the Heartfire Dagger.

The shield collision was just a pretense. When he was halfway through the charge, he slowed down and jumped sideways. He grabbed his right hand directly at his waist, pulled out the dagger and stabbed straight.

The bandit he faced had no idea that Kil's target was him. He was initially relieved because he seemed to be able to dodge the impact of the shield, but then he saw a flaming red dagger stabbing straight into his abdomen.

This bandit is holding two wave-shaped daggers. The shape of this weapon has a long history. It is a weapon used in the hot kingdom area near the sea in the south.

To be able to appear in the Kingdom of Saint Holes, which is relatively far to the north, I don’t know how many twists and turns there were along the way, and finally ended up in the hands of this bandit today.

The bandit raised the two wave-shaped daggers in his hands upwards, forming an X shape to hold the fatal thrust of Kiel's dagger.

But before the bandit could figure out why Kil's stab was not strong enough, a short word came out from under the metal helmet visor that was stained with flesh on the front.

The voice was cold and slightly curious.

"Hot!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the gangster who wielded the double daggers' eyes lit up, and then lost consciousness.

Keir could clearly see that after the opponent read the hot words with the Heart Fire Dagger in his hand, the fiery red dagger body suddenly shot forward like a small lightning magic spark. This spark was only ten centimeters long. Look. It has no power at all, it is too short after all.

But then the magic sparks suddenly turned into hot, high-temperature flames due to a magic reaction unknown to Kil, and sprayed forward in the shape of a sword.

The head and face of this unlucky bandit happened to be facing the Heart Fire Dagger, so the high-heat flame instantly engulfed the bandit from the shoulder up.

Kil felt the opponent's weapon lose its strength, so he took back the dagger and turned around.

Interestingly, Keir discovered that the Heartfire Dagger spewed out high-temperature flames more than one meter long but did not stop. Even though his thumb had already detached itself from the magic ruby ​​on the gauntlet.

His right hand holding the dagger that sprayed flames like this, although it was very close to the flames, was not very hot. It seemed that the magician who made it must have noticed this place.

Otherwise, it would be hilarious if the user was burned to death before the enemy.

This magic dagger will probably be difficult to sell again.

The remaining four bandits looked at the young knight who was wearing metal armor, holding a metal shield in one hand, and holding a flaming sword in the other. They all asked again in unison: "Master Knight! Please let us lowly men Can the people surrender? I beg you!"

Kil was silent. He had no intention of letting any of the bandits live. The captured bandit would be dealt with after he found out the bandit's lair and actually found it.

He swung the magic dagger emitting sword-shaped flames in his right hand. The weight and power of this dagger made him feel unsure.

Compared with the long sword for hunting, the weight was too light, which made his body feel active due to the battle at this time. The weight was as if there was no weight at all. Not to mention the Heart Fire Magic Dagger, even the dozens of kilograms of fully covered metal armor he was wearing felt to him as if it weighed nothing.

The power of the Heart Fire Magic Dagger also made Kil feel unsure. He was afraid that this thing would also hurt him. Therefore, at this moment, he was not as silent and full of fighting power as the bandits and refugees around him seemed. He simply focused most of his thoughts on it. He placed it so that the flames of the magic dagger would not burn him.

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Seeing that the knight Kil did not answer, the four last bandits tore off their pretended pitiful looks and once again revealed the ferocious faces they had shown when they had killed in battle not long ago.

The cunning beast is like this, with only two faces.

One side is weaker than them, cunning and cruel. On the one hand, I am stronger than them, pitiful and begging for forgiveness.

Only those who have not seen them show two faces in a short period of time will be hurt by their two faces.

And those who have seen it will no longer be deceived by such beasts in the future.

"Kill them!"

"My lord, kill them!"

"Kill them! Kill them!"

"Kill! Kill!"

Dozens or hundreds of young refugees around were shouting like this, and the sound gradually became louder.

The four bandits were like river fish thrown into the desert, flopping around desperately and trying to breathe.

But only four flames flashed, and four half-blackened corpses fell on the ground that was repeatedly soaked in blood.

"Hot."

Kil held the magic ruby ​​on the dagger and whispered the short word again.

Immediately, the Heartfire magic dagger stopped emitting high-heat flames. Kil touched the fiery red dagger body with his fingers covered with steel armor and cowhide, and found that the dagger body did not feel hot at all, and was even a little cold.

He didn't understand the specific principles of magic weapons, so he put away his curiosity and put the dagger back into the sheath on his waist.

Then he shouted to the young refugees who were howling excitedly around him: "Be quiet, pick up the weapons of the bandits, and prepare to fight! There are still enemies!"

Kil turned and looked across the creek to the south. As expected, the most difficult scene had just begun.

Another three teams of bandits, similar to the previous team of elite bandits, walked out of the woods neatly.

Someone in the bandit queue was holding a torch, and Kil saw a bandit leader riding a prairie horse leisurely riding out of the woods, escorted by surrounding bandits.

This man's profile was quite impressive. Behind the prairie horse he was riding, there were several unarmed followers.

"What the hell. It looks like this. Those who knew it were a group of bandits who were robbing people to make a living. Those who didn't know it thought they were some noble master from some family."

Keir pushed aside the people blocking his way and came to the front of the crowd, muttering.