Mercenaries and Adventurers

"Why do you get rich? If you really get rich and find valuable treasures, how can you still shout so loudly? Haha."

The bandit leader pushed aside the bandit who was blocking the way, came to his men, reached out and fished out the wooden barrel that the bandit pointed at excitedly, and then fished out a large handful of plump wheat grains that still shimmered slightly in the daytime.

"this……"

The bandit leader's breath was stagnant. He didn't know what this thing was, but looking at it, it probably wasn't ordinary.

"Where are the other barrels? Open the other barrels and take a look! Quick!"

Realizing something, the bandit leader quickly ordered the surrounding bandits who were robbing and killing people to put down what they were doing, and immediately check whether other sealed containers contained these things.

Soon, the bandits under the leader opened the barrels or wooden boxes one by one and found that some of the wooden containers inside contained a lot of these glowing grains.

"I'm getting rich. I'm really getting rich this time. I've never eaten luminous grain, %%￥, in my life. Do those nobles and priests eat these things all day long? It's really different from the rest of us. .”

The bandit leader suddenly slapped the bandit men beside him and shouted excitedly: "Grab these things quickly, forget about those rags and trousers, one person will carry a bucket and leave first, while the others continue to attack! Disrupt this group of people team!"

The bandits had never seen such a thing, so they all guessed that the luminous food was worth a lot of money. At first, they all used their hands to hold the food in the leather hats they wore. Later, after hearing the words of the bandit leader, One after another, they directly picked up the God-given food that the people had saved through frugality, and ran away excitedly.

Because at this time, Priest Batal came with people from the middle of the refugee team.

Although there were not many believers who came to fight, these dozen or so believers were quite brave. They raised their knives and daggers and jumped over the fleeing people to attack the bandits.

Priest Batar held the amulet statue in one hand and an amber metal staff in the other, riding straight towards the bandit leader with great power.

There were bandits on the left and right sides, wielding knives and axes to chop down the prairie horse that the priest was riding. However, Priest Batal reached out and hit the robbers with the amulet statue he was holding tightly in his left hand. The next moment, a violent impact of divine power erupted from the statue. It erupted from above, and the three or four bandits on the left side of Prairie Horse were blown away in an instant.

However, because the trade road was empty, the bandits who were blown far away by the divine power rolled a few times in the soft field beside the road, and then got up sadly, rubbing their limbs. Although everyone was screaming in pain, it was not as powerful as when the priest used this thing in the woods before, and it could directly kill the bandits.

The bandits on the left were blown away with divine power. When the bandits on the right attacked, the priest chanted a sentence and swung the metal staff hard at the bandits.

However, although he had practiced the priest's special staff technique, this time, in the eyes of the bandits, he had no strength or threat. They all roared and swung their weapons, trying to knock the long glowing staff out of the priest's hand.

"Be careful not to break that thing, I've taken a liking to it!"

The bandit leader roared angrily, fearing that his subordinates might not know what to do and chop up the valuable thing. Although the thing was still in the priest's hand, the bandit leader regarded the amber metal staff as his own. Property, eyes full of heartache.

But things are often so incredible. Priest Batal seemed to wave his staff without strength, but when the staff collided with the bandit's weapons, the amber on the staff began to shine with a dim light. The resin is like the resin secreted by a pine tree. It seems to move slowly and quickly from the place where the weapon collides, allowing the dim light to spread and wrap around the entire bandit.

The three bandits on the right side of the priest were magically frozen in place by the light for an instant, and they made no further moves, as if they were really wrapped in amber.

This unexpected incident frightened the bandit leader who was charged directly by the priest. Although this guy felt that he could kill two or three such thin church priests with one axe, but faced with this strange ability at this time, he still Just like a child, there is no resistance at all.

"Hoo-ho-come on, come on!"

But the bandits had their own rough ways to deal with this mysterious power. The bandit leader suddenly put aside the olive-shaped wooden shield he had been holding with his left hand, grabbed a dead citizen from the ground with one hand, and rushed towards the door directly in front of him. The head of the long staff that came came hit him.

Seeing this scene, Priest Batal was heartbroken and his eyes were splitting, but he had no choice. The opportunity for the horse to rush over and attack was only this one. The enemy used this method of insulting the corpse to resist the attack, and he had no choice.

The bandit leader gave way to the prairie horse in an instant, and then he lifted the ax and hung it on the side of the horse, where the priest's right leg was. However, this only caused a burst of divine power, and it did not go as he expected. Cut off the priest's right leg, or take the man off his horse.

Although the counterattack was unsuccessful, the bandit leader glanced at the corpse of the civilian he had temporarily grasped with his left hand. He looked at the corpse, just like his previous men, whose whole body was shrouded in a dim yellow light, and his body was motionless and extremely stiff. .

"Ha, it's useless! You damn priest, these things can only be used to fool the farmers and women who are digging the soil. You don't have any real skills!"

As soon as the bandit leader finished taunting him, Priest Batal turned around on his horse and raised the amulet statue in his left hand towards him, and then a strong impact came.

But this fat bandit leader is not only very capable, but also weighs more than two adult men. The divine impact that could have blown people away could only blow this half-man away when he rushed towards the bandit leader. The crouched bandit leader staggered back a few steps.

"how come……"

This was the first time that Priest Batal encountered someone who could block the impact of divine power simply by relying on his weight and short stature. However, he was surprised. He quickly judged that his two moves at this time had no effect on this person, and immediately changed his attack. Target, select other bandits around you to rob or kill.

The horse he was riding did not slow down, and rushed directly through the wave of bandits. The long amber staff with a dim yellow light in his hand chased and poked the bandits, even if these bandits left behind the unconscious female people and the gods on their shoulders. The wooden barrel that gave him food turned around and ran away.

But how can a person with two legs outrun a prairie horse that runs like the wind?

Although the priest cannot fight on horseback, it is easy to simply chase the bandit and poke him with his long staff. Often when you catch someone and poke them in the back, they immediately fall to the ground while running. Faced with the flying axes or weapons coming from around him, Priest Batal also used his body to resist the blows, and then blasted a divine impact towards the place where the bandits were crowded.

However, even if he is so active, he is not powerful enough after all. Although the bandits covered by the dim light seem to be frozen and controlled by the mysterious force, if you look closely, you can find that those people are still moving, but the speed is compared with the normal situation around them. , just dozens of times slower.

And because of the experience of the last night battle, Priest Batal did not use the amber metal long staff this time to release too much power at once. Although this is not powerful enough, the number of times it can be used is greatly increased.

But correspondingly, after the bandits discovered in their initial panic that those people shrouded in mysterious light were only slowed down and did not die directly, these people became bolder. And they can also use the innocent people they hold hostage or the dead bodies everywhere to defend themselves against the priest's mysterious attack.

As for the priest's divine impact, the bandits were unable to block it like their leader, and could only be helplessly blown away by this huge force. Fortunately, the fighting areas were all open areas along the trade road. After the person was blown away, it was not a big problem to roll a few times in the soft place.

Even if the bandits were far away from the priests, the huge impact sent by the priests, because the bandits were too far away, the power was greatly reduced, and they could not even blow people away, but could only blow them down.

Priest Batal is like this, and the brave religious people he brought are even less so.

These brave and fast men rushed forward when faced with the bandits, fighting these brutal bandits indiscriminately using whatever method they thought was appropriate.

The bandits were surprised at first, but they often saw such desperate resisters from robbed caravans, and these people were also very capable. Although these religious people were brave, they had little combat skills and experience. Facing the retreating bandits, they directly pursued them without thinking.

"Don't chase! Let's all get together and fight!"

Priest Batar could clearly see from horseback that the brave religious people who followed him were chasing the bandits who seemed to be retreating. However, the bandits were divided into two, and the pursuing people also separated and pursued. . When the bandits separated again, the people separated from the team and chased after them without thinking too much.

These brave religious people thought that their courage moved the great God of Agriculture, so they were able to drive back these seemingly ferocious bandits.

But a group of people swarmed up and it was difficult to handle. When they were dispersed to only one or two people, they were no longer threatening, and the bandits' counterattack came immediately.

Bandits with some fighting ability have no problem facing two people. They don't need to be wary of people risking their lives from other directions. If they just fight head-on, the two people will often be chopped down to the ground by the experienced bandits on the opposite side.

"No!!!"

Priest Batar shouted, but he couldn't say anything if he asked people to retreat, because once they retreated, these bandits would inevitably continue to pursue the people, and then they would cause greater chaos and casualties.

"Sorry! The armed team behind you, please move faster!!!"

Priest Batal could only hope that the armed people running from the front of the team would move faster and get over as soon as possible.

He himself did not feel that he was in danger, because the bandits around him had already judged that they could not harm him, and then they all turned around and attacked the people.

More than a dozen young religious people brought over by Priest Batal were finally separated by the bandits' tricks after just one face-to-face meeting, and then they were dealt with in a few strokes. However, the armed people that Priest Batal was eagerly waiting for were blocked in the middle of the team by a large number of ordinary people who fled from the back of the team. They had to bypass the trade road and the grassland near the trade road, and go around from the left and right sides. Come on by.

After this delay, the bandits who still had no loot in their hands continued to catch up with the people who were reluctant to part with the supplies in their hands.

A carriage at the rear of the team was also overtaken by the bandits.

It stands to reason that with only a few whips from the driver and driver, the carriage can surpass the crowd and escape early. But when the people in front of the carriage dropped all kinds of supplies and carts out of fear, the carriage was completely blocked on the trade road, making it impossible to escape.

So when the robbers caught up here, the driver jumped out of the carriage and ran forward. Of course, he couldn't care about the other people on the carriage.

"Grandpa, run, get out of the car!"

The little boy pushed aside several large bags of supplies blocking the road, hoping that both he and the old businessman taking care of him could run away.

In fact, they should have gotten out of the car and ran away, but when they met the bandits before, the same group of bandits were repelled by the Kiel Knights before they even got close to the team. This made many people in the team, including them, believe that there was no need to be too nervous when facing bandits.

But once the knight rushed into the woods to deal with the bandits, everything changed. The bandits suddenly burst out of the woods close to the team, and only then did they truly reveal their cruel side.

The original armed people at the front of the team were too far away from the back of the team, which gave these bandits an opportunity to take advantage of them.

The materials that were discarded one after another also completely blocked the movement of the carriage. The carriage that originally brought comfort to people has now become a prison for the people on the carriage.

"Leave me alone, get out of the car and run! The combative people in front will be here soon, get out of the car and run forward!"

The old businessman himself had poor legs and feet and knew that he could not escape in time, so he pushed the child forcefully and let him jump out of the car and escape.

But the child whose fate was saved by the old businessman in the bandit prison did not leave the old businessman to escape alone. He stubbornly held the other cargo boxes on both sides with his hands, trying not to let himself be pushed out of the car by the old businessman.

"I won't go! I won't go! I want to stay with my grandpa. If we die, let's die together." The child looked stubborn and even lay down in the cargo of the carriage, looking like he didn't care about anything.

The old businessman wanted to slap the little boy on the head hard, but in the end he was reluctant to do it. He had no choice but to cover the child with a lighter package of supplies next to him, trying to cover it up.

"If you don't want to leave, then don't talk and breathe softly! If something is blocking you, they might not be able to see you. If you hold on a little longer, the people in front will come."

The old businessman panted and moved a few packages before losing strength and had to lean aside.

"What about you, grandpa? You should also find Dong XZ!"

After hearing this, the old businessman knocked on his sore back and waist, and said regretfully: "Grandpa can't survive, so I'll just sit like this. Anyway, these cruel guys, I guess they are all obsessed with me." The empty old guy is not even interested in taking another look. Hide it, don't talk anymore, don't worry, grandpa is fine, it's fine."

While the old man was comforting the child who was bundled underneath, he looked worriedly at a young man tied behind the carriage.

The young man stood there with a blank look on his face, holding a long sword in his hand, but his waist was tied with a thin rope and tied to the back of the carriage.

People around him abandoned their supplies and luggage and ran away, and he watched with a blank expression. He also listened with a blank face to the shouts of killing that continued to come from behind.

But every time someone was hit by a weapon and screamed in pain, the young man's blank face would twitch, as if he remembered some memories that he didn't want to echo.

Wail.

pain.

blood.

flame.

Of course there are corpses and the grinning faces of those who made them.

At this time, the young man no longer mentioned the name of a person he knew in the academy, but began to unconsciously think of relatives and friends in his family.

"Hey, even though you were once a bandit, I guess these people won't let you go. Come on, you can run away too!"

The old man struggled to move among the supplies in the carriage. He took out his hand-held dagger and vigorously cut a rope tied to the end of the carriage.

"grandfather?"

As soon as the child's doubtful voice rang out, he was severely criticized by the old businessman: "Why did you promise me? Hide quietly and stop talking until it is completely safe."

"OK……"

"Um?"

After hearing the old businessman's question, the child under the package of supplies finally stopped making any noise this time and became completely quiet.

Due to his small body, a few light packages were pressed upwards, and no one could be seen here at all.

Bang, a piece of rope fell to the ground. Finally, the old businessman cut the rope. He waved to the confused young man: "Run! Run towards both sides of the trade road. If you are alone, the bandits will have no interest in chasing you!"

But the young man just stared blankly at the old businessman talking to him, his eyes still blank.

"Hey, I asked you to run! If you don't leave, it will be too late! Run! Run!"

The old businessman looked at this man still dumbfounded, and behind the young man, the dozen or so people brought by Priest Batal had all been killed by the bandits.

I turned my head and took another look at the chaos and crowds in the middle of the team. Many people who were fleeing there were excitedly grabbing the hands and arms of the armed people, as if they were firmly holding on to them, and they were completely safe.

But the movements of these people disrupted the movement and organization of the armed squad.

The armed people who were running fast had already passed through the middle of the team and were running forward, but those who were running slowly were completely trapped by those who were escaping.

"Really, it's always like this."

The old businessman looked anxious. If the armed people came in twos and threes, they would be delivering corpses to the bandits! Although he doesn't know much about fighting, he at least knows that warriors can only exert their fighting power when they get together. Generally speaking, fighting means more people fight against fewer people.

The old businessman looked at Priest Batar, who was still trying to fight on the side of the bandits, and sighed. He could see that although the priest was already trying very hard to fight, once these bandits saw through the priest's ability After being restricted, it would be difficult for Priest Batal to make any effective response.

"You shouldn't rush forward, Batal! Hey, you should be walking behind and commanding more armed people instead of those brave young people coming to fight. Hey..."

The old businessman sighed heavily, and while trying to drive the stupid young man behind the carriage to escape, he placed his last hope on the edge of the woods in the distance.

There, Kiel's war horse was parked at the edge of the woods, waiting for its owner. It was also the greatest guarantee for the safety of the entire team.

The old businessman hoped that Knight Kiel would rush out of the woods in the next second, either alone or with the dozens of armed people he had called away before, to severely beat these bandits who were killing and robbing.

But when the bandits rushed to the carriage, there was still no movement in the direction of the woods.