"Gulu Gulu" the sound of wheels rolling.
On the King's Road, a prison van was driving slowly north.
There were two people tied up in the prison van. The first one, Emmons, had no hands or feet, so he was put in a noose, so he died halfway. The noose was soft and comfortable, and his injuries were basically healed.
The last one was the Black Prince Walder. Walder was a young man with a strong body. His treatment was not so good. He was covered in wounds and wore a stinky prison uniform.
The prison car was full of feces and urine, a small part of which was not cleaned up before, and most of them were pulled out by the two of them. This is the most shameful thing.
"Ammons, are you okay?" Wald didn't see Emmons move, and seemed to be breathing very weakly, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried.
He yelled, but Ammons didn't respond, so he yelled again, "Master? Master? How are you?"
Shouting, he reached out and shook the noose that held Emmons.
Emmons finally said, "Don't shake it, I'm still alive!"
"How are you doing now?" Wald asked with concern.
Emmons snorted angrily: "Look at me now, wrapped in a damn noose like a swaddling baby, do you think I'll be okay like this?"
While speaking, Emmons twisted his body.
"..." Wald was speechless for a moment. Although the current situation was really bad, he couldn't help laughing when he saw Emmons' appearance.
"I'm sorry, master, I didn't mean to laugh, I just couldn't help it, hahaha... puff... hahaha" Wald felt that he was really having fun.
Emmons didn't bother to get angry: "Laugh, laugh, laugh more while you can still laugh."
As soon as he said this, Wald's laughter stopped completely. He doesn't want to laugh now, he wants to cry. His majestic dark elf prince has been completely imprisoned. Withered and highly poisonous, he became a disabled person.
He didn't have any hope of recovery, because it wasn't the human race that did it, but the high elves. Those guys' methods were a hundred times better than that of the human race. Basically, even if he was alive, he would be a useless person.
For him, living like this is better than dying.
"I didn't expect that Wald, who has been a hero in the Black Forest for 20 years and a lifetime, would end up with shit like this, alas!" Wald sighed, feeling that life was nothing to love, and he hoped that the last moment would come soon. Well this humiliation is over.
Emmons was silent, but his mood was similar to that of Wald.
There were 30 elite scouts from MI3 who were in charge of transporting the hostages outside the prison van. Besides them, there were 100 well-equipped senior soldiers.
Now that the war has progressed, these survivors are all veterans who have been on the battlefield. All of them are indifferent and sturdy, and they are very difficult to mess with.
The elite scouts near the prison car could also understand Dark Elven language. He turned his head and sneered when he heard Walder's words: "I said you two deserve it! You two don't stay in a good Black Forest, you have to go to the territory of the Demon Slayer Go, isn't this actively seeking death?"
Another scout also laughed: "I see, they are not looking for death, they are stupid!"
The scouts suddenly burst into laughter. One scout was bored and found a wooden stick to pick out Emmons's noose every once in a while. It’s bare, with only two holes left, do you think he’s a man or a woman?”
"If you ask me, he was a man for the first half of his life and a woman for the second half." A scout laughed.
"Haha, this dark elf is so flexible."
"That's right, the dark elves, what can't be done, I heard that their Yinyue family still has intermarriage between brothers and sisters, what do you think they think?"
A scout nuzzled at Wald: "Isn't it easy to know? There is a dark elf royal family here."
As he said that, the scout turned to Wald and said, "Tell me, what is it like to work with your sister, and share it with us."
Wald's lungs were about to explode, and he gritted his teeth: "You ants, you should be glad you didn't meet me before, otherwise you should be wailing in hell now!"
"Puchi!" There was a sound of flesh cracking, and a scout suddenly made a move, cutting off a lump of flesh from Walder's crotch like lightning.
Wald only felt a chill in his crotch, and when he looked down, he saw that his little friend's place was empty, and blood was rushing out.
"Ah? Ah! Ah~~~~"
The scout drew his knife too quickly, and it took three seconds for the severe pain to hit Walder's mind, and he screamed loudly.
The scout who made the move threw the things in his hand on the ground casually, and said with a smile: "A prisoner should look like a prisoner, and you have to pay for talking nonsense. Well, now your little brother will feed the wild dogs."
The soldiers transporting the prison carts laughed out loud. No one thought it was cruel. They had experienced real horror on the battlefield. If one day they fell into the hands of the dark elves, the treatment they would suffer would only be a hundred times more horrific than this!
This is war.
At this time, the prison van had arrived at the northern border of Norton Kingdom, only 200 kilometers away from Orida Fortress, so it should be safe, but the scouts were all tensed up and did not dare to relax in the slightest.
Because when they set off, Master Link specifically instructed that the dark elves were very likely to rob people halfway, and MI3 did not dare to underestimate his words.
After walking another kilometer, dense forests appeared on both sides of the King's Road. The leader of the scouts walking in the front suddenly raised his hand, and at the same time he took off the silver crossbow on his back: "Brothers, the situation ahead is not right. Get ready for battle!"
The woods are very lush, and there is nothing unusual to look at, but it just feels a little too quiet, and the closer you go, the more everyone feels something is wrong.
"Head, let's set it on fire?" a scout whispered.
In the northern Black Forest, the trees are tough and the plants are sparse, so setting fire is not very effective, but here the trees are loose and very dense. If you put a fire on it, if someone hides inside, it will definitely be roasted.
The leader of the scouts looked around, feeling more and more dangerous in his heart, he nodded and said: "Then set fire!"
At the same time, he ordered: "Stand in place, stay alert!"
The high-level fighters immediately took off the shields on their backs and formed a tight shield formation around the prison car. The scouts took out low-level flame rune stones one by one, and threw them into the forest after they were triggered.
The 'Boom Boom Boom' flame rune stone is a level 1 fireball technique. After throwing it into the forest, it exploded into a ball of flames. The trees here are extremely flammable, and the flames burst into flames and spread.
So far, everything works fine... Wait, an exception has appeared!
At the place where the fire burned most intensely, the flames began to condense and move like life. Finally, a terrifying giant more than 5 meters high appeared with flames all over his body.
As soon as the giant appeared, he roared loudly, and then rushed towards the prisoner convoy.
"It's summoning magic, hurry up, dispel the scroll!"
A scout immediately took out a scroll glowing with silver light and immediately tore it into pieces. This scroll was specially made. After it was torn apart, the magic energy overflowed from it, and quickly condensed into a level 4 advanced dispel spell in the air.
'Hiss~' A silver radiance spread in all directions, and the flame giant was also covered in it. The giant's body immediately stopped, and then the body began to erupt flames and collapsed rapidly.
The leader of the scouts took out another magic scroll exuding a strong silver glow as a backup. This is a powerful level 6 scroll that can inspire a very powerful defensive magic. The Dark Elf Mage.
He is always ready, as long as there is a level 6 magic, he will activate this scroll as soon as possible.
"Be careful, the dark ghost is coming!" Someone shouted again.
I saw high-speed moving figures rushing out of the flames. They were fast and there were more than 20 of them. This ordinary forest fire did little damage to them. Instead of hurting the opponent's root, the flames burned On the contrary, the pain stimulated the fierceness of the dark ghost.
'Howl~howl~hou~' The dark ghosts let out bursts of weird screams, and the flames were still burning on their bodies, rushing over like a flame demon.
"Shoot!" The scout commander roared loudly. They are all elite members of MI3, each equipped with the latest repeating crossbow, and they have a lot of experience in dealing with dark ghosts, so they are not panicking at this time.
"Bengbengbengbeng!" The repeating crossbow machine made a noise like rain hitting plantains, and white rays of light flashed in the air. They were holy silver crossbow arrows, and they were all magic tracing arrows.
These crossbow bolts are very sensitive to high-speed moving objects, and can actively adjust the direction of flight, which is a sharp weapon against dark ghosts.
All of a sudden, the sound of "Puff puff puff puff" became one piece, the hit rate of the magic arrows was astonishingly high, and the dark ghosts kept screaming uncontrollably, these holy silver crossbows really restrained their power too much.
There were 20 dark ghosts, and they charged from 50 meters away, but when they got within 30 meters, there were only 8 of them left, and the rest had fallen to the ground and could not move.
"Kill them all! Kill them all!" the scout leader roared, and at the same time quickly pressed a new arrow box on the crossbow, and then pulled the string and shot the arrow. It's done in a second.
Then, the crossbow fired again at high speed.
After 3 breaths, the last dark ghost fell down 5 meters away from everyone.
"Hey, a group of idiots who only know how to charge!" The scout leader spat at the dark ghost, and then carefully checked the repeater in his hand. After confirming that it was intact, he carefully took the big baby away. stand up.
He ordered: "Okay, burn all these dark ghosts, retrieve all undamaged crossbow arrows, and brighten your eyes, these arrows are not cheap, one arrow is enough for us to spend a night with a woman!"
Just as he finished speaking, a surprised voice from a scout behind him sounded, "Hey, why is the prison van empty?"
Everyone immediately turned their heads to look, and sure enough, the prison car was empty, and the two prisoners just disappeared.
"The lock is broken, someone rescued them!"
"But I didn't see anyone, we were obviously surrounded by the prison car!"
The scout leader's face was extremely gloomy. He walked to the prison car, checked it carefully, and said through gritted teeth, "It was done by the dark elf magician. He used invisibility magic. Where are the hounds? Let's chase them, and they won't be far away!"
"Boss, all the hounds are dead... no, there is one more, old Hoy is still alive!" the scout shouted.
Old Hoy is a 10-year-old hound with sparse hair. Originally, hounds of this age were not allowed to go to the battlefield, but until now, supplies are very scarce, and livestock such as war horses and hounds have become less and less. Use all that can be used, there is no choice at all.
This old hound was very clever. It seemed that it sensed the danger in advance. It broke free from the cage early and hid, and escaped unharmed.
It was taken to the side of the prison car and sniffed, then whined a few times towards the unburned woods on one side, and rushed in.
"Follow!" The leader of the scouts waved his hand, and everyone immediately followed.
After a few steps, a scout shouted: "Look, it's footprints, they must not go far!"
The leader of the scouts was overjoyed: "There are not many people on the other side, just one or two magicians, everyone spread out, be careful of the other party's magical sneak attack!"