The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Yes, sir! They must be digging trenches under the cover of night, and there is nothing in the field during the day." The investigator's eyes were a little flustered, and he looked at the nearby colleague in horror, and finally set his sights on Van der Gere. Next to FT, there was a calm look on the female warlock. "Ms. Griwege has used her magic to examine it!"

Van der Grift's strong voice stopped all those who wanted to argue over responsibility. "All the scouts lashed ten times and hanged one third of them to death." He lowered his head and looked at the female warlock beside him. "And you, Grevischger, your magic is dead!"

"The outcome of the war depends on the commander, not the sorcerer." Sabina replied indifferently.

"When I return from victory, His Majesty the King will know of your dereliction of duty, and I will be very happy to see you biting your lip on the noose."

Van der Grift ignored the female warlock. He grabbed the long sword and shield beside him. When he raised the shield, he seemed to be lifting a wooden table. The sword was even a two-handed sword, but it was carried by a single hand. Get up, this is an enchanted blade.

"It's time to win the victory, for your battle flag and honor! I will hack to death all the cowards who flee before killing any Adenian who appears in front of me! The weak are not worthy to live in this world!"

The officers and guards raised their swords.

Van der Grift raised his sword and pointed it at the battlefield. "We are in a melee! Follow me and defeat the enemy!"

The officers and guards roared neatly, and Van der Grift walked down the hill with his head upright. The others followed closely, and no one looked at the female warlock still staying in place. After everyone disappeared from sight, Sabina's smiling face instantly became cold, fast as if the previous smile was just an illusion.

"A bunch of idiots who only know brute force!"

The female warlock stroked the armrest of the commander's seat. She sat on it, moving her buttocks to try to find a comfortable posture, but this hard wooden chair couldn't compare to a soft cushion chair. Sabina leaned against the armrest, half-squining at the battlefield below.

The Adian people did not live up to her kindness, and after the destruction of the Brown Banner Camp, the strength gap between the two sides would be evened a lot. But Van der Grift is a variable, and the form of the battlefield is still unclear, so she can't take it lightly. The world needs more intelligent and wise people to lead, more people with longevity and supernatural powers to control, not these short-lived and ignorant kings. Hundred Flower Valley is a good start. Although it is not a human country, sooner or later, the northern kingdoms will be integrated under the leadership of the warlock, and the conflict will be controlled at the negotiation table, not the battlefield.

Stupid and ignorant, Philippa is right. If the North wants to fight the South, these two points must be eliminated. First of all, they cannot have a group of stupid and ignorant kings.

"For the king!"

The Adenian knight who was enlisted wielded a large sword, with one-handed sword and shield resisting the weakest place. Had it not been for these brave fighters, Aden’s line of defense would have been breached several times. Nathaniel used a mace to hit the enemy fiercely. The hammer dented the enemy's breastplate, but more enemies used spears to attack him. They kept coming up, wave after wave. , A steady stream, as if there is no end forever.

When the attack was launched again, the attacking side became more orderly. Under the cover of the archer, the heavily armed mercenaries walked in front with a shield, followed by the professional soldiers and knights of Kodwin. This time, the defense The attackers seemed to have no chance. The rocket ignited the barricade, the choking guards screamed again and again, and the attackers covered their faces with wet scarves rushed up and overthrew the burning trucks and wooden boards with their shields. The cotton clothing of the Adenian infantry was ignited, making inhuman screams.

Nathaniel smashed the enemy's head with a mace, but was thrown to the ground by another knight who rushed up. It was a knight with a **** hat. He lost his horse in the previous battle. The two rolled down the hills.

The knights fell, but the line of defense had not collapsed, and Serchik dragged his two-handed sword and rushed out. Almost no one can catch the white knight's blow, and a group of Kodwin soldiers broke through the gap, but fell in front of Serchik. Every time, Aden’s line of defense seemed about to be defeated, but every time, Serchik always appeared where he was most needed in the line of defense. Once Kodwin's army has the upper hand, Serchik will appear and reverse the situation.

Only with this line of defense of thousands of meters, the famous white knight in the north could not block all the enemy's attacks alone. More and more guards fell, and many began to throw away their weapons and escape. An Akalide light cavalry rushed out from the side and began to intercept and kill those deserters who tried to escape into the mountains and forests.

Selchik climbed into an upside-down truck and yelled with his sword.

"You only have this ability?! You die too fast, like a cockroach at my feet! Isn't half of the Kodwin on this battlefield able to compete with Gureta's Serchik?! "

"Remember Van der Grift of Ben Ader, when you see the **** of death, tell him who killed you!"

The giant Van der Griff pushed away the soldiers in front of him, and the nearby Adenian soldiers fled like one after another. Soon, a circular clearing was automatically formed in front of them.

"No need to look again, the Adian people lost, but their good tactics. I found the boat, although it was a bit broken, and a hole was broken on the edge. It is estimated that a single wave can overturn the boat, but we don't need to cross the sea. There is only one, and we can go over separately."

Ren's voice made Zelin turn his head, and the young demon hunter strode up the slope. He did not ride a horse. It is estimated that he left the horse in the fishing village. There were some water weeds on his boots, and his gloves and wrist guards were wet. He shook his hand and wiped the leather shoulders. "There is no need to look further. The gap between them is still too big. Serchik's strategy is good, but there is only one Serchik in Aden's army."

"You're right." Zelin nodded. "No need to watch, let's go..."

Suddenly, the Griffin badge on the chest of the Demon Hunter shook violently.

The first thousand three hundred and fifty chapters, death comes from the sky

The battle between Serchik and Van der Grift seems to be described in mythology, a fight between giants. The chief general of Kodwin and Aden’s most powerful swordsman, the commander of the confrontation in this war, are now standing on the battlefield personally, fighting each other under the watchful eyes of the soldiers. For Serchik, being able to defeat Van der Grid here is the last ray of hope for victory, and for Van der Grid, Serchik is the last obstacle to his victory.

They were evenly matched, Serchik's knight sword slammed into the enemy, his armor was invulnerable under the protection of magic, water and fire did not invade, I don't know how many arrows and machetes were blasting in front of this armor. The invincible white knight, he has never flinched on the battlefield, and people can always see him in the fiercest part of the battle. He has no idea how many enemies he has hacked and killed, and how many challengers and bloodthirsty monsters have been knocked down in the arena.

And Van der Grift's shield seemed to have eyes, no matter how clever the angle Selchik launched from, sparks would always be hit on the shield. Van der Grift in armor looks like an unstoppable tank. This shield is an iron sheet covering the tank. No matter what kind of attack, it will be blocked by the shield. Not to mention the enchanted sword. He is not afraid of Serchik’s famous protective gear. Serchik has enchanted armor that can block all arrows and hacks, and he has armor and shields that can split all armors and shields. Magic sword. Now, this magic sword is hidden behind the shield, like a poisonous snake hidden in the grass, ready to look for preparations to drink blood.

In the end, Van der Grift smashed Serchik with his famous magic sword, splitting him in half from head to toe.

The Adenian army failed.

Kodwin's light cavalry bypassed their flanks and began to intercept them. The heavy infantry broke through the line of defense and quickly slammed into the basement of the camp. Some soldiers threw down their weapons and surrendered. Other soldiers tried to find alive horses on the battlefield. The whole line of defense began to rout. No one came to stop them, because the ten captains and centurion captains were also fleeing. When Serchik fell, the army lost its last bit of fighting spirit.

This time, they probably won't have a second Serchik to save them.

"Run, Ms. Ess, run."

In the camp, the sudden shout made Ai Si shake her hand, and the ink made an ugly scratch on the paper. She raised her head, and a **** man rushed over. He supported a bleeding leg and leaned on the flagpole on the side of the camp. Ess knew him, this was Serchik's resignation.

"What's the matter? I..." A bad premonition floated in Aisi's heart, she stood up, and at the same time stuffed the manuscript into the backpack next to the wooden chair.

"The Kodwin people are going to kill you, run away quickly! They are killing everyone!"

As if to confirm the knight’s obedience, there was a sharp and tragic cry from the fugitive on the other side of the camp’s outer wall. The Kodwin people were expanding their victories. If we take them away, the soldiers will also get another reward. The soldiers who kill more enemies will get extra bonuses and glory, and hunting down deserters is the easiest and least dangerous way.

Smoke billowed on the battlefield, and the wind had blown the sickening smell of blood.

It was not yet the afternoon.

For the time of a battle, this is too fast.

Ai Si did not ask her doubts, the facts were in front of her, and she couldn't help but not believe it. And something more convincing happened shortly afterwards. A shower of arrows fell into the camp, and the arrows pierced the canvas of the tent. Ace subconsciously screamed, and an arrow flew past her and tore it apart. She removed her sleeves and left a scar on her right arm that was oozing blood rapidly. Before the arrow fell to the ground and folded in half, she felt the fiery pain in her arm.

"Let's go... uh." Aisi picked up her backpack and just turned around. The sight in front of her almost made her vomit. The name Hu never had her luck, an arrow shot through his neck, he fell to the ground, his godless eyes looked at the sky, and the blood formed a puddle under him.

Ess ran out of the tent. Some deserters had broken into the camp. There was no doubt that Kodwin's army was chasing them behind. Bards are supposed to have immunity. Like the transcendent status of the academy, kings and nobles cannot arrest them because of where they appear or write satirical poems, but few people are willing to try the limits of this immunity. Locally, just like Aisi will not try to see if her immunity is effective in the face of the red-eyed Kaldwin soldier. She has done her duty, but it doesn't mean that she is a fool. It is difficult for a fool to survive in such a dangerous world.

But those who can escape are lucky. Many of the defeated troops were surrounded by regiments. Infantrymen surrounded them. Cavalry stood on the periphery with bows and arrows. In front of them formed a circle of death walls that kept closing. There were more and more dead, and the cries and screams of dying were mixed together, desperate and miserable.

The remaining Kodwin soldiers tore down the outer wall of the camp, and Ess rode on her pony, preparing to go to the nearby Haji Fortress, which was controlled by Tamoria. The speed of the Adenian defeat exceeded expectations, tens of thousands of people. She’s fighting will last for at least half a day. She planned to leave her manuscript at dusk, borrowing the Dokma and then going to Mahakam. When the Adenites win and return to camp, Serchik will be able to see her. Poems handed over to King Dermavin, and if they fail, they will not use it. But this was less than two hours, completely interrupting her plan.

It's just that Aisi has no experience in military service. If there are veterans, she will definitely tell her not to ride a horse among a group of escaped soldiers, it will make you look like a target.

There was a burst of air in the bard's ear, and then her eyes began to turn. Before she could react, there was a violent pain in her body, which made her almost scream, but all this happened too fast. , Ai Si can only react subconsciously.

The rising dust choked her tears, and when she recovered, she found herself falling to the ground, the pony pressed against her body, and two arrows hit the horse's side ribs. Ai Si tried it, and found that her **** arm couldn't help her to push away the horse corpse.

The bard took a deep breath, trying to figure out a way to move himself out. But the sound coming from not far away made her movements stop.

"Look! See what we shot!"

Three Kodwin soldiers walked over with excitement, walking in the middle holding spears, and the other two holding bows and arrows. "Haha! A little mare trapped here! We have a good harvest!"

Aisi looked around, her face was dusted with dust, and when she fell, her hair was glued together with blood from the horse corpse. Maybe she could bet on the bard’s status in Kodwin, These professional soldiers should know what a bard is.

The next moment, the bard opened his eyes wide and looked at the sky. It wasn't because of the three Kodwin soldiers who came over. In fact, these three soldiers were doing the same thing as Ess.

A huge vortex soared into the sky, and the sky that was cloudless a moment ago was already clouded. Under the drag of the eddy currents rising from the ground, the clouds of clouds formed a vortex of shocking scale. The first thing that changed was the air. Ace suddenly felt very hot. It was obviously winter, but the temperature seemed to have turned into spring in the blink of an eye, and there was a tendency to approach summer. But compared with the vortex in the sky, this change in temperature is not worth mentioning.

While the soldier was attracted by the abnormal noise in the sky, Ai Si tried to move her body, trying to pull out one of her legs that was underneath.

"What the **** is this!?"

"I don't know, I don't know, this must be the masterpiece of the devil that the priest said! Did the Adenians summon the devil?!"