The soldiers also have their own fighting style. They are cooperative, but not precise and strict. Generally speaking, their fighting style is a bit rough, but it is because of the roughness that they move quickly. As long as someone raises their arms and shouts, everyone will be stunned. So they swarmed forward. Anyway, the enemy was very clear.
When Özguch led his men towards the prison, the town was already in chaos. There were roars and shouts of killing everywhere. Özguch was a little worried, so he rushed to the prison quickly and found that the cell door was locked. The mercenaries guarding them all disappeared.
Now that his face was broken, the fence was of no use at all. In the blink of an eye, Ozguch led his men to knock down the fence and rushed into the prison. The mercenaries in charge of guarding the prison retreated to a very clean cell, and A battle formation was set up, and in front of the formation stood a forward vanguard.
The iron rings on Xinpera's hands, feet and neck were removed, revealing the scarred skin inside. A huge sword with cold light was inserted in front of Xinpera's feet. It seemed that it should be Xinpera's usual weapon. weapons. Xinpera's face was expressionless, and she was slowly moving her hands and feet, and turning her neck from time to time. Although she was a veritable high-level swordsman, being tied up for a long time had a great impact on her, and her muscles became rigid. It is inevitable that she will need some time to become flexible again.
Seeing this scene, Ozgucci couldn't help but secretly complain. He only brought more than thirty people. This number of people was enough to deal with the guards and control the prison, but if he added a Ximpera, let alone control the prison, he could not control the prison. I'll be lucky to get out from here intact. He himself was only a mid-level swordsman, and Ye had other tasks and did not follow him. The huge gap in strength could not be made up by manpower.
Simpera's eyes suddenly fell on Ozgucci. After a pause, he said coldly: "Are we going to start?"
Ozguch took a step back, drew out his long sword with his backhand, and pointed it at Ximpera from a distance, while nervously thinking about countermeasures in his heart.
"Then let's start..." Without waiting for Özguch's answer, Simpera murmured to himself. Then a dazzling light of fighting spirit shot out from his body, and he pulled out the giant sword on the ground with his backhand, and a strong pressure instantly enveloped him. The whole cell.
A magician behind Ozgucci was nervous. He unexpectedly released a wind blade towards Xinpera, but Xinpera acted as if he couldn't see it. He raised his sword, turned around, and shot out with an almost crazy roar, straight towards the group of mercenaries guarding the prison. , letting the wind blade hit her back. A small wind blade could not destroy Ximpera's protective fighting spirit at all, and it turned into free elements in the blink of an eye.
The group of mercenaries looked horrified. They never expected that Ximpera would attack them. Before he could react, Ximpera had already broken into their battle formation amid flying blood. Both are high-level swordsmen, Susanna is known for her quickness and agility, while Simpera is very open and straight, and her rampant swordsmanship is more manly than Ernest's swordsmanship, coupled with the overlong and overweight giant sword. With the sword and the tyrannical fighting spirit, Ximpera has turned into a killing machine. Every time the sword is swung, it will take away the lives of several mercenaries.
The junior magister on the opposite side released two fireballs one after another. If it were Susanna, she would never forcefully intercept the opponent's magic. However, Ximpera may have accumulated too much hatred in her heart, and her emotions were close to crazy. She screamed and slashed down with her giant sword. Two big fireballs were smashed into pieces by Ximpera's sword. The big fireball is explosive in nature. When it was shattered by fighting spirit, the power of the big fireball's explosion became even greater. It was as if a magician had released flame radiation. The area within seven or eight meters around Ximpera was instantly swallowed up by the flames. , including Ximpera herself, and the junior magister opposite.
Ozgucci's cheeks twitched. He should have stepped forward to help, but Simpera's crazy roar frightened him, so he decided to wait and see. Facts have proved that his decision was too correct, otherwise he and his men would be engulfed in flames now.
The sea of fire finally subsided. Except for Ximpera, everyone else had fallen to the ground, and the junior magister also collapsed in the corner. His head was split in half vertically, separated to both sides, and the wound The crack reaches all the way to the chin, but the toughness of the muscles is still there. The two halves of the head were still trembling slightly, like shy flowers about to bloom. Red, white, yellow and other paints are flowing out from where the chin used to be.
Seeing this scene, Ozgucci couldn't help but feel like vomiting, and reluctantly said: "Are you okay?"
Simpera gave Ozguch a cold look, said nothing, and swung his sword again. Simpera forcibly broke a big hole in the back wall of the cell, and then Simpera jumped out of the big hole. .
"This woman has turned into a madman!" Ozgucci wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sighed.
Although the mercenaries are not politicians, they also know how to obtain the greatest benefits. This is something An Fei did not expect. Whether it is someone who has planned to work for An Fei in advance,
The actions of those who had just expressed their attitude were almost exactly the same. Their right-hand man led a large number of people to besiege and kill the mercenaries of the Iron-Blooded Rose Mercenary Group, and they themselves led a few powerful henchmen to besiege Manlin. Because whoever can kill Manlin with his own hands will get the greatest credit.
When An Fei rushed to Man Lin's residence, the battle was already in full swing. Some captains even went into battle shirtless regardless of the danger. More than twenty mid-level swordsmen surrounded Man Lin. Aijie Raz and several others A powerful magician was hiding in the distance, constantly releasing slowness, gravity and other effect magic towards Man Lin. In normal times, it would not be a problem for Manlin to deal with several mid-level swordsmen by himself, but now there are too many people besieging him, and there are magicians nearby that are affecting his combat effectiveness. Manlin has fallen into the absolute underground. Feng's majestic body was covered with wounds, and one of his left legs became inflexible, and he jumped like a poor lame man.
An Fei watched silently for a moment, then took out the long bow from the space ring, and put on the Wind Blessing Glove on his right hand. Internal strife was a last resort. These mercenaries were needed to fight against the undead, and An Fei didn't want to see them. There were too many casualties.
Manlin has rich combat experience. An Fei's long bow had just been drawn. When he was targeted by the arrow, he had already sensed it. A fierce gaze like a lion jumped across the crowd and landed on An Fei.
"Kill him quickly!" Alice shouted hurriedly.
An Fei was stunned, and the arrow he should have shot dropped instead. Until now, he had deep doubts about Alice. Alice's nervousness made him think of a question, is it the relationship between Alice and Manlin? What conspiracy existed in the past that made Alice eager to kill Manlin and silence her
Alice was also stunned when she saw An Fei lowering his long bow. Then his face turned pale and his eyes turned elsewhere.
"An Fei, do you dare to fight me to the death!" Manlin suddenly roared like thunder.
Idiot... An Fei showed a contemptuous smile. He would never show off his courage. Besides, now that he has control of the overall situation, who would be stupid enough to duel with his opponent? However, in order to prove what Alice has done, this guy must live. Just when An Fei was about to give the order, he realized that the situation was wrong. The mid-level swordsmen who surrounded Man Lin all retreated with unwillingness. Go down, and Manlin also stopped attacking and stood proudly with his sword.
How is this going? An Fei couldn't believe his eyes. He ignored the customs of the mercenary country. The strong will be highly respected here, even the strong among the hostile forces, and the duel is a reasonable thing. No one will think there is something wrong. Of course, the person being challenged can also refuse the challenge.
Susanna put her hand on the hilt of the sword and took a step forward. An Fei stretched out his hand to block Susanna's way. He saw the expectation in the eyes of the many mercenaries watching. After a moment of pondering, he already understood the gains and losses. This kind of The duel cannot be replaced by others, otherwise it will have a bad impact on his personal reputation.
"An Fei?" Susanna looked worried.
"It doesn't matter." An Fei smiled and strode towards Manlin. In fact, he also understood that this kind of duel was unfair to him. Manlin was a trapped beast and he was still fighting. He was not afraid of fighting to the death. His fate was already determined anyway. , and he can't fly safely, but unfortunately it is unavoidable now.
After taking two steps, An Fei suddenly stopped and turned to look at Alice, but Alice refused to look at him and looked quietly into the distance.
"Why are you still hesitating!" Manlin shouted again, his face already twisted with excitement. From being suddenly besieged to knowing Alice's betrayal, he was already in despair. He didn't expect to get a chance in the end. For him now, dying together is undoubtedly a happy ending!
"Thank God... you're still alive!" A voice that was more excited and sharper than Manlin rang out, and a figure wrapped in the smell of blood fell in the middle of the field, ignoring everyone, only staring at Man Lin: "Come on, Man Lin, like a real man, let's settle it!"
"Xinpera..." Seeing Xinpera, Manlin's expression was close to collapse, his face was distorted, and there was regret, panic, and endless sadness in his eyes.
"I have been looking down on you these days, Manlin. I hope you can leave a good impression on me in the end!" Ximpera sneered and slowly raised the sword.
Manlin took a step back. He avoided Ximpera's hateful gaze, but looked at Alice, and suddenly shouted: "Alice, tell me, why? Why?"
Alice's eyes were full of contempt. She looked at Manlin and every mercenary in the field, and finally fell on An Fei, turned around and drifted away. She was too lazy to give Manlin an answer. In fact, her answer was already very clear. Manlin didn't deserve it, not even her answer.