Ride and Cut

The kobold shaman could only watch helplessly as fewer and fewer fighters stood in front of him, and the devil-like butcher was getting closer and closer.

"Don't come here! Don't come here!"

"I've got you!" Li Cha grabbed his clothes with a smirk, and picked up the little shaman.

Without the support of the caster, the bloodthirsty thaumaturgy disappeared, and the rational minds of the bandits began to occupy the high ground again.

The harsh and barren environment made the aborigines accustomed to facing the threat of death, and they once thought that they would no longer be afraid. But it turns out that quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood in front of the slaughterhouse are like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads. Even the most indifferent aborigines feel uncontrollably terrified.

This kind of timidity has nothing to do with courage, it is purely an instinct hidden deep in the consciousness of all intelligent life.

The eyes of the centaur and the barbarian were as sharp as a knife, making them feel as if they were walking naked in the ice and snow.

And that blood-soaked knight...none of the usually domineering warriors dared to look directly at him, as if they would burn their eyes just by looking at him.

The robbers really wanted to run, their courage had already dissipated along with the lives of their dead companions, but all of them stood firm and did not move. After the blessing of bloodthirsty thaumaturgy, there are obvious side effects. Now everyone is in a state of extreme fatigue and fatigue, and they can't run even if they want to.

They cursed the damn shaman with the most vicious words in their hearts.

"Alpine Castle doesn't seem to have to worry about not having enough slaves anymore." Li Cha's whole body seemed to have just returned from swimming in the blood river, and every step he took would leave a wet bright red footprint behind him.

He bent down to pick up the piece of skin that the kobold shaman had torn earlier, and looked carefully at the front and back. The black leather is very uniform and delicate, with a lot of weird symbols painted on it with a kind of off-white paint, which looks a little mysterious at first glance.

If you close your eyes and sense with your heart, it seems that there are not weak elemental fluctuations lingering.

"What is this?" He shook the leather bag.

The old kobold pursed his lips and refused to speak, trying to maintain his dignity as an elemental user, but the trembling of his calf betrayed him.

"Hurt, use tricks on this guy." Li Cha was too lazy to talk nonsense with a prisoner, and directly handed him over to the most honest-looking centaur.

"Okay, my lord." Hurt showed a simple smile on his face, and left with the kobold.

Centaurs are all herders, and herders are often very good at using whips.

"Boss." Gunther took off his horned helmet, revealing a bruised and swollen face. Even through the thick helmets, the robbers' attacks were not really without threat.

His voice was rare and deep, "A few brothers are dying."

"Take me to take a look." Li Cha glanced at the system panel, which showed that the three barbarians were seriously injured.

Taking the initiative to attack the enemy with an absolutely inferior force sounds heroic, but it is actually tantamount to dancing on the tip of a knife. Almost every barbarian has more or less injuries on his body, but because their strength and equipment crush ordinary robbers, most of them are not seriously injured.

There were only three exceptions—they had the best equipment, charged the most, and fought the hardest, so they fell the fastest.

Without exception, there were terrible tearing wounds on the chest and abdomen. In the most serious cases, the viscera wriggling in the abdominal cavity could be seen, and blood gushed out one after another. Li Cha guessed that it should be the masterpiece of hobgoblin epee assaulters, except for them, the other bandits did not have such a sense of fatal blow.

Li Cha opened the system panel, and the experience gains from this battle were more than the sum of the previous few times, and most of the soldiers could already advance.

He has long discovered that system soldiers can gain a certain amount of recovery every time they advance, and the effect is similar to a weak healing technique. At this time, he could only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and raised his hand and chose to advance all.

The effect was immediate. The soldiers who were slightly injured recovered almost immediately, and the condition of the three seriously injured savages also improved. The bleeding stopped temporarily, and the ruptured wound shrank slightly.

But Li Cha's face quickly turned gloomy - the healing effect was not enough compared to the injury, and the system showed that their lives were still slowly dying with the passage of time.

It is wishful thinking to find a priest who can use magic in the wilderness, but in fact, as long as there is a reliable doctor right now, it is enough to save the lives of several barbarians

A few faint screams came from a distance, and then there was the sound of the whip piercing into the flesh like a storm. Hurt, with his big arms and round waist, was swinging his whip left and right.

The best medical skill in the entire Alpine Fort might be the kobold shaman who is being whipped and screaming, but how can one count on it.

"I'll ask him to try it." Gunther brought the old kobold over like a chicken.

This fierce ice warrior grinned, and smiled very rarely at people other than Li Cha and his clan. He tried to show kindness to the barefoot doctor who was temporarily arrested, but in fact, he could scare a child to tears.

"You are dreaming!"

The old kobold certainly doesn't know what it means to be a gentleman who knows the current affairs, or he really has a bit of toughness that ordinary wilderness natives don't have.

Li Cha squatted down and slowly stretched out his palm. When the kobold shaman thought he was about to be beaten and flinched subconsciously, Li Cha just wiped the blood off his face.

"Cure them, and I will guarantee your safety in the name of the lord."

"Lie on the ground and bark like a dog twice, and I'll promise you." The kobold raised his head and bared his mouth full of fangs, it looked like he was laughing.

The atmosphere became almost stagnant for a while, but the kobold shaman felt very proud in his heart. This is the attention an elemental user should receive.

He has become a good old fritter, and he doesn't really want to be stubborn to the end, but just intends to raise his status with airs. I firmly believe that with my own ability, no matter where I go, I should be a guest of honor, and today is no exception.

But there is often a gap between ideals and reality, just at this time...

"Li Cha." Annie, a half-elf girl, held a crystal bottle and trotted over from the hill like a gust of wind, "Holy water."

"Thanks, I'm really dizzy, I should have asked you earlier." Li Cha slapped himself on the forehead, reached out to take the crystal bottle and handed it to a centaur, "Take a bucket of water to dilute it, this concentration of holy water will sting people to death."

He will not be embarrassed, since the caravan is protected by the Alpine Fort, it is also appropriate to pay some protection fees.

The kobold shaman suddenly felt that something was wrong...

"As for this bastard." Li Cha smiled, showing two rows of big white teeth, and snapped his fingers crisply, "Hurt, give him a hard slap, and find out where these bandits' lair is!"

"I'll go too!" Gunther squeezed his fists, his joints creaking.

"And I."

"And I."

"..."

A large group of Alpine Fort fighters surrounded by Hula ran half of them away.

After the first half of the year with no output, we ushered in the second half of the year with no output. . .