The horn has been blown several times before, mostly dozens of demonic beasts have attacked the border one after another, and the militia team has been able to deal with it proficiently.
So Roland didn't panic, he announced to suspend training and let Wendy and Lightning return to the castle to rest, Anna protected Nana and went to the hospital to wait for the injured, while he and Nightingale rushed to the city wall.
Unexpectedly, Lightning protested, "As an explorer, I have been in the western border of the mainland for so long, and I have never seen a large-scale attack of evil beasts with my own eyes. Speaking out is ashamed of my identity. I ask to go together!"
Roland refused the other party's protest without hesitation, and told Wendy to be optimistic about lightning, and strictly forbid her to run around when the demon beasts were raging.
Then he looked at Nightingale, who nodded, stepped forward and grabbed Roland's hand, stepped into the fog, and headed straight towards the city wall - ever since he knew that Nightingale could bring touch objects into the fog, Roland was immediately fascinated by it. a way of travel. Going straight through the obstacles, ignoring the terrain, and taking a few meters in one step, it is quite a pleasure to walk in a square inch.
Arriving at the foot of the city wall, Roland found a corner with no one to escape from the fog and walked to the defense line alone. The field in the distance was completely white, and he did not see the scene of the evil beasts attacking in a big way. Is this a false positive? Not only did he think so, but there were also discussions among the militia teams that were in place one after another.
The prince found the iron axe, but found that he was looking into the distance with a serious face, still holding the horn tightly in his hand.
"You sounded the alarm?"
"Yes, Your Highness, look..." His voice was much drier than usual. "Here's the guy."
That rascal? Roland looked into the distance, and saw a faint black spot at the end of his line of sight. Even in a pure white background, it was difficult to detect. According to regulations, the muster horn will be sounded only if it is determined that the patrol cannot solve it. But as an experienced hunter, Iron Axe must have his reasons.
"It's a hybrid," he swallowed. "The one I met six years ago."
Is it? Roland frowned. In theory, the demonic beasts would all die when they attacked Longsong Fortress—they had no IQ and would not have the concept of retreat in their minds. The fortress has never been breached, but it didn't die, and survived six years later? An ominous premonition rose in his heart.
However, at such a long distance, he could only vaguely see black spots, while the iron axe could clearly distinguish the types of evil beasts. This vision was too amazing. Perhaps he was wrong, the prince thought.
The evil beast didn't make Roland wait too long, and it began to move closer to the city wall, and soon everyone noticed this unique target.
It is not as bulky as the last hybrid, and at first glance looks like an enlarged version of a cat, but it has a pair of fleshy wings on its back, which cover the sides of the torso when not unfolded. The head is similar to a lion, but it has two pairs of eyes - if the extra pair of eyes is not decorative, it can capture most of the movement behind it without turning its head.
Carter and a few hunters were loaded and ready to go.
But the lion hybrid didn't rush forward. It stopped outside the range of the crossbow and looked around.
This distance is within the effective range of the flintlock gun, but the chance of hitting the first shot is almost zero.
It didn't take long for it to leap to the left suddenly, its wings spread out, causing the huge body to take off. As the Iron Axe says, it can fly or glide short distances. After climbing over the obstacle, the mixed-species demon beast quickly ran towards the unguarded area at the west end of the city wall.
Roland's heart skipped a beat, and the experience was unknown. Being able to judge an opponent's strengths and weaknesses by observation, and choose the weak spots to attack, is a complete proof of intelligence - which is exactly what the beast lacks. They occasionally attack the weaknesses of their prey, but that is the inheritance of their instincts for thousands of years. When facing an unknown opponent, they have no way to judge, let alone a comprehensive analysis of multiple targets.
What does it mean to have intelligence? With excellent brains and outstanding endurance, human beings have grown from the savannah to the top of the biological chain. Roland didn't dare to think about it any longer. He beckoned and asked the chief knight to follow him, while the other hunters followed the iron axe to snipe the evil beast.
After it ran to nowhere, it jumped straight up, easily climbed the city wall, and then ran towards the residential area, completely ignoring the Orion team.
"Beasts!" Roland yelled, "The people from the second wall of the militia team, come with me. The substitutes are on top and guard the city wall for the time being!"
At this time, he could no longer care about the militia team and only received training in stabbing on the spot. During the movement, it is very likely that the team will become disconnected and be attacked by evil beasts separately. Carter also led the guards to follow the prince closely. They had the strongest individual combat power and could fill in any gaps that might arise at any time. At the back of the team was the musket group led by Iron Axe.
After entering the old area, the line of sight was blocked by the bungalows, and the roads were narrow and covered with snow, which greatly restricted the movement of everyone. Roland didn't dare to scatter the team to search, and could only walk through the criss-cross alleys, hoping to find the trace of the evil beast.
He regretted that he didn't bring the lightning over. If there were witches in the air to investigate, a group of people wouldn't be scurrying around like headless flies.
After searching for about half an hour, the screams of the townspeople suddenly came from the depths of the alley.
The team immediately adjusted its direction and made rapid progress towards the source of the sound. Thanks to the fact that most of the militiamen are residents of the old district, with a clear purpose, they skillfully traverse the trails, and even wade through other people's backyards. When he arrived at the scene of the incident, Roland saw that a man had been bitten in two, with his internal organs scattered all over the place, apparently dead.
"My God... it's Iron Fork, I know him!"
"Damn, did it run away?"
"Watch out! Look to the right!" someone suddenly shouted. Before he finished speaking, a black shadow swept out from the wooden house on the right, accompanied by the scattered wood fragments, it slammed through the wall of the wooden house, and plunged into the team that was caught off guard. .
Iron Axe was the first to react. He wanted to raise his gun to shoot, but found that the scattered militia units blocked the alley. Other hunters found the same problem, they put their guns under their armpits, jumped up to buckle the eaves, and climbed to the roof two or three times.
The hybrid didn't care about the spear that stabbed at it. It spread its wings and blocked the panicked stabs of the crowd. When it picked up the blood-covered militiaman and was about to jump away, the gun rang.
A few black blood flowers suddenly appeared on the monster's body.
The mixed breed that was hit by the lead shot roared angrily. It threw off the prey in its mouth, spread its wings and wanted to pounce on the hunter on the roof, and the iron axe just squeezed out the crowd. He quickly raised his gun in front of the evil beast. Pull the trigger.
There was no chance of missing the shot that was almost close to the face, and the gas of the gunpowder even sprayed onto the monster's nose. The bullet spits out of the chamber unabated, straight through the target's eye and into the skull.
The mixed-species evil beast froze and fell to the ground.