The second prince Ignaz fled in embarrassment on the outskirts of Wangcheng with his own cavalry regiment. Fortunately, there are many mountains and trees here, and their number is not too large. Pursuing infantry.
However, there was a cavalry behind them biting them tightly. This cavalry never took the initiative to attack, but was responsible for passing on their whereabouts to the army coming from behind.
This is the most troublesome place. The second prince is confident that if that cavalry team rushes up to fight them, he and the cavalry under his command will be able to tear the opponent into pieces with just one charge. He is so confident, but the problem is that the opponent does not fight them at all. Showing a little attack intention, the opponent will definitely stop, or even retreat.
Therefore, the second prince had no way to get rid of the opponent, and as long as he dared to stop and rest, the two infantry teams following behind would take turns to attack, and they would attack in coordination with the cavalry team one from the left and one from the right.
Although the second prince is confident that his knights are the best elite in the world, but the number of them is too small, and if he dies, there will be one less. For a royal city, it needs resources, resources, people, and materials. If he fights all the people in his hands, how can he fight the eldest prince.
Although it is very simple for the cavalry to run away if they can't fight, but now they can't allow him to run too far, let alone do so.
The aristocratic forces in the royal city are complicated, some are close to the eldest prince, some are close to him, but most of them are nothing but grass... Now that I am forced to leave the royal city, I am already in a disadvantaged situation, which will make many People are falling for the eldest prince. If he leaves the royal city, then all the nobles in the city will absolutely vote for the eldest prince. At that time, he will try to regain the situation. That's almost impossible.
So he can't run, he can only hide!
After running for a day, the night is getting closer. Ignaz licked his lips, which were covered with cracked and raised dead skin.
They have not eaten for a day. There is no water to drink... Not only them, but the horses are also tired now. If they can't find a safe resting point, they will soon be in a desperate situation.
Ignaz looked back at the distance, biting the cavalry behind him tightly. They hated so much, if it wasn't for those guys, they would definitely be able to throw off the two infantry teams of the eldest prince.
It's a pity that there is no "if" in this world. The other party has caught their dead spot. After escaping from the Temple of the Underworld, they are just duckweeds with no roots and no source. As long as they continue to suffer, they must be the ones who die.
After all, there were two infantry regiments behind the opponent, and they carried some dry food on them. It's enough to last for two or three days, but Ignaz and the others can't last, they can't last that long.
The night fell completely soon, and the great magician next to Ignaz sacrificed a few lighting balls, illuminating the road ahead for the cavalry group, but this would also reveal their position, and the cavalry group was still on the road. Not far behind them, they followed closely.
The aggrieved emotions regulated Ignaz's heart little by little. He wanted to get angry, but he couldn't find a reason.
He feels like a dog now. A hungry dog that was driven around with a stick wanted to go back and grab something to eat, but was afraid of the 'stick' in other people's hands. This embarrassing feeling of being unable to advance and retreat. Make him extremely irritable.
Just when he wanted to let out a loud roar and vent his anger, the magician next to him patted his shoulder. When he looked forward, he saw a few people standing on the road ahead.
After a short period of doubt, it was ecstasy. Because he knew all those people.
Little sister Emma. Beta, Kyle, Alice, and even Sophie are in it.
Sophie was actually rescued by them? When Ignaz was thinking this way, he saw Emma gesture to him to move on, and then they separated and hid in the grass on both sides of the road.
Ignaz's eyes lit up, obviously trying to ambush the enemies behind them! He immediately made a gesture to let his knights speed up and pass through this area.
Not long after they passed, the enemy's cavalry also rushed over.
The opponent was very cautious and kept a sufficient distance from Ignaz's knights. Now that the enemy was speeding up, they naturally started to speed up.
They were focused on chasing the enemy, and didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation. Besides, the moonlight was very good now. If there were large troops ambushing on both sides of the road, they would be able to see it. It's just that they didn't expect that there were only a few people ambushing them, and they didn't need much hiding places, just a few tall grasses.
The moon is sparse and the night sky is cloudless. It stands to reason that such weather is impossible to produce fog, but when they passed through this area, a strange thick fog surged from the left side of the road, like a tsunami. The cavalry was overwhelmed by the mountains and seas, and they didn't even have time to react.
If it was just a thick fog, they wouldn't be afraid, they could just ride their horses slowly, but the thick fog was as thick as rice paste, not only restricted their vision, but even their companions on the left and right couldn't see clearly. It even made their bodies so heavy that the horses couldn't run at all.
"This fog is a bit strange!" Short Edward shouted: "Everyone stop, dismount, form a circular formation, and put their weapons out."
Although they couldn't see clearly what was two meters away, they were elites. After extensive training, they quickly calmed down. Everyone confirmed the companions around them, and quickly formed a formation.
It's just that in less than five seconds, they regretted stopping.
A strange tangle began to grow on the ground, and they grew upward one by one, wrapping around their legs like snakes, fixing them in place, and continuing to climb upwards.
These soldiers watched in horror as the vines became thicker and longer, wrapped around their waists and bound their hands... They screamed heart-piercingly, calling for help, but they couldn't escape.
Some soldiers with more flexible minds cut off one or two vines with their weapons, but this magical plant from the Elven Forest is very tough. After they cut off a few vines, they lost their strength, and these vines were still there It was growing densely, and they were entangled again after a few steps.
Edward is the most powerful person in the cavalry team, and he is also a professional. The dense fog does not affect him as much as the others. He can see a range of about fifteen meters, and he can cut off those vines with a knife. Speaking of him, he didn't put in much effort, but...he alone couldn't change the situation, because he wasn't strong enough.
He desperately cut off the vines around him, trying to save his comrades, but there were more than 300 people present, and he managed to save a few. He just saved one, and turned to save the other one. People are entangled again.
He slashed at the vines one by one, the more he cut, the more chilling he was, the more desperate he was, gradually, there were fewer and fewer living comrades around him, and most of them had been strangled to death by the vines.
"Damn the caster, if you have the ability to fight us upright, what kind of ability is it to engage in these small tricks!"
Angry, desperate roars echoed in the night sky, and with the screams of other people, they seemed helpless and powerless. No one responded to him, and no enemy appeared. Edward roared meaninglessly while slashing at the fast-growing vines frantically.
Soon he was finally tired. Professionals are human and have limits. He understood that he could not save these comrades. He was heartbroken, gritted his teeth and was about to rush out of the vine array, but before he could run, he was pierced through his chest by an ice spear. He took a few steps back and stretched out his hand to pull out the ice spear in front of his chest, but two The vines came over, entangled his hand, and dragged him to the ground effortlessly!
Edward's heart was stabbed, and he had no strength to struggle anymore.
Alice's vine summoning technique is actually not a sky-defying skill. This vine field will be affected by the range of dispelling, and will be affected by magic countermeasures. Even a keen and powerful warrior, as long as they find Alice's position and attack there, they can also interrupt her channeling and summoning skills and interrupt magic.
But the problem is... There are no magicians in the cavalry, and their vision is greatly restricted, so they don't know where Alice is at all.
Therefore, there are no waste magic and skills, any magic and skills can play a huge role in a specific environment. This is the consensus of players and a generally accepted truth.
Although she alone has achieved considerable results, Alice couldn't bear to look at the battlefield more. The half-elf inherited the gentle personality of the elves. Kind.
Sophie walked to the middle of the group of corpses, and she put on her black robe of the god of the underworld. Although a gash was cut in her abdomen, she had to admit that this robe was still a very powerful magical equipment. .
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, although you are enemies, your souls are still pure and clean... The god of the underworld loves you and blesses you. She allows you to enter her underworld to live and get real joy and happiness. There is no disease, no pain, just laughter and all the best feelings in the world."
Sophie sang the funeral poems of Hades, and the souls of the dead climbed up from their bodies one by one. They were translucent and bowed to Sophie, and then they were absorbed by a black hole and disappeared.
Soon, the souls of the dead all left this world. At the same time, a lot of black, hair-like black energy was extracted from the bodies of the dead and poured into Sophie's robe.
The gap in the belly of the magic robe has been repaired to a perfect state, and the dim starlight on the robe has become bright again, and it has gradually started to slowly cruise aimlessly on the robe, dragging out a fine silver trail .
"Pluto's pajamas? Artifact?"
Liang Lidong looked at the prompt in the system and took a slight breath of air. (.)
ps: Who is Kobe? Why are there so many jokes about him.