War, the war between humans and monsters.
Thunderclouds fell in the sky, snake-like lightning roared wantonly in the clouds, and showers fell while churning.
Accompanied by the rain and thunder, dozens of female archers maintained an array on a plain and kept firing arrows at a large number of monsters.
Behind the shooters, nearly a hundred civilians were pushing a few huge wooden carts, advancing with difficulty on the muddy road.
There are still some civilians around, leading cows and sheep, carrying chickens in their backpacks, and they keep speeding up with panic on their faces.
The dozens of shooters, all made up of women, successfully separated the monsters from the civilians, obviously protecting the retreat of those civilians.
The composition of the monster side is a bit complicated. Among them are red demons about 1.5 meters high, and many living dead with pale skin and solidified scars on their bodies.
The living dead are in different shapes, some are dressed as civilians, and some are equipped with the same equipment as those shooters.
Without any fear, they kept approaching the shooters without stopping.
The little devils hid behind the living dead, while avoiding the arrows, they pushed forward, constantly closing the distance between them and the shooters.
Not long after, with the efforts of the shooters, more than a hundred of the living dead fell on the way forward.
At this time, those little red demons had already approached the formation of the shooters, waved their sharp knives one after another, uttered 'cheeping' screams, and rushed towards the shooters at an accelerated speed.
The longbow had no room to play, but the archers did not back down, and quickly put the longbow on their bodies, and then drew short spears from their backs one after another.
The next moment, dozens of shooters suddenly turned into melee masters, shouting and attacking the little devils, fighting with more than two hundred little devils.
After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, the female warriors finally wiped out all the little demons after paying the price of more than a dozen sisters killed in battle.
Each of them tried their best and leaned on the ground with short spears. In the cold rain, the surviving female warriors knelt on the ground and gasped violently.
The civilians have long gone, and these heroines have successfully completed their mission of protection.
After a short rest, under the command of a captain, all the female soldiers slowly stood up, ready to catch up with the civilian team.
But at this moment, dozens of flames suddenly surged around, and in an instant, dozens of little devils stood up again amidst the flames.
"Demon Wizard—"
The captain yelled to remind his comrades, then endured his exhaustion and weakness, and fought with the little devils who charged up again.
However, the killing speed this time was too slow. The little devil, who could have been easily eliminated, was able to attack and defend with the soldiers a few times.
After a while, the captain yelled something, and a moment later, after killing the enemies in front of them, more than thirty heroines suddenly turned around and left, quickly retreating in the direction where the civilians were leaving.
In the field, only a dozen or so fighters were left, their expressions determined to cut off the rear for their comrades.
The little devils became endless, and every once in a while, dozens of little devils would be resurrected from the sudden burst of flames.
The movements of the heroines became weaker and weaker, and casualties gradually appeared, until there were only five people left, and suddenly there was a sudden change.
On the battlefield, a bit of blue fog suddenly emerged in midair, and then expanded rapidly, finally forming an oval fog hole about two meters high.
The next moment, a figure walked out of the fog hole, fell to the ground at a height of one meter above the ground, and stood firmly on the ground...
Dizziness, weakness, and a feeling of emptiness all over your body as if you have been hungry for a long time.
After Ke Wen walked out of the transmission channel, he barely controlled his balance and fell from the air to the ground.
Feeling the cold raindrops pouring on his body, Ke Wen raised his eyes and looked around the surrounding environment.
However, at a glance, he was instantly stunned.
Monsters, female spearmen, and a large number of corpses around.
Sanguan followed the five senses, hardly needing to think about it, Ke Wen immediately took out his wand and swung it hard at a little devil rushing towards him.
After silently reciting the incantation of "Shen Feng Wu Ying", Ke Wen no longer paid attention to the little devil rushing up, but shifted his eyes, intending to quickly understand the specific surrounding environment.
But an accident happened.
The effect of the spell did not appear, and the little devil had a grim face, raised the sharp blade in his hand, and rushed to Ke Wen in a "chirpy wah lah".
Slender and muscular arms waved, and the scimitar in his hand slashed towards Ke Wen's chest.
"careful-"
A female warrior discovered the situation on Kewen's side, and while reminding loudly, she threw the short spear in her hand vigorously.
The short spear spanned a distance of more than ten meters in an instant, and accurately pierced the little devil's head.
The short body was deflected by the inertial force on the short spear, and the scimitar he slashed failed to accomplish anything, and finally he swung it at a distance of less than five centimeters from Kewen's body.
Ke Wen was taken aback by the changes in front of him, but at least he still had a good fighting quality. Therefore, he calmed down instantly, bent down quickly, and picked up the scimitar that fell on the ground.
Handing over the scimitar to his left hand, he quickly rushed towards the direction of the female warriors, while waving the magic wand in his right hand at the little demons again and again.
Various spells were whispered from the mouth, but none of them could work.
When he was about to rush to the vicinity of the female warriors, Kewen stopped releasing the spell desperately, quickly put away his wand, and handed the scimitar to his right hand.
The muscles of both legs tensed, and with a vigorous sprint, Ke Wen's speed suddenly increased, and within a breath, he rushed to the side of the female soldier who had given him a helping hand.
The scimitar in the right hand quickly slashed out, cutting off the head of a little devil who was about to hurt the female warrior.
"Thanks!"
With a thank you, Ke Wen didn't wait for a response, but concentrated all his attention and devoted himself to the battle on the spot.
Behind him, the female soldier who had lost her weapon because of rescuing Ke Wen lowered her arms crossed in front of her in some astonishment.
Taking a quick glance at Kewen's back, he also bent down, picked up a little devil's scimitar, looked around for a moment, and quickly rushed towards a comrade in crisis.
Ke Wen's movements at this time were fast, and his figure was interspersed among many little devils. Almost as soon as the opponent raised the scimitar in his hand, he instantly calculated the opponent's attack angle.
Or dodge slightly sideways, or spin your feet.
Every time he passed a little devil, Ke Wen would quickly chop the long knife in his hand.
The little devils had their necks split open by Ke Wen, and fell to the ground clutching their necks and twitching a few times, gradually losing their vitality.
In less than two minutes, Ke Wen harvested the lives of dozens of little devils, and there were less than ten little devils left, besieging the five female warriors there.
Seeing this, Ke Wen immediately turned back and rushed back. After breathing, he rushed to the vicinity of the female warriors. The scimitar in his hand cut off the rain curtain again, and slashed across the necks of the little devils.
After the female warriors stabbed the short spears into the head of the last little devil, Kewen finally stopped.
While carefully looking around, looking for any little devils that he missed, his chest heaved greatly, and he took deep breaths with a clear and long voice.
Not finding the little devil that had been missed for the time being, Kewen turned his head and met the five female warriors who had been sizing him up.
"Hello." Ke Wen was silent for a while, and then took the initiative to say: "Can you tell me, what happened here?"
Kewen's voice finally brought the five female soldiers back to their senses. The female soldier who gave a helping hand was suddenly startled, and quickly reminded loudly: "Quick! Let's get out of here!"
The other four female warriors also showed some panicked expressions, gritted their teeth in pain, and turned around trembling.
Seeing this, Ke Wen frowned slightly, and quickly looked around, but he didn't find any enemies, so he couldn't help asking inexplicably: "Why..."
Before the words were finished, an accident happened suddenly.
Dozens of flames suddenly rose from the corpses of the little demons around them, and the flames seemed to be unable to be extinguished even by the rain.
Soon, dozens of little devils suddenly jumped out of the flames, shouting "chili gua la", and then quickly rushed up to Kewen and the others.
Seeing this, the five female warriors who originally wanted to leave here could only stop, turned around, and raised the short spears in their hands with great effort.
With determined eyes and the consciousness of death, facing the dozens of little demons who surrounded them, the female warriors trembled their arms and took the posture of attacking.
Ke Wen frowned at this time, quickly glanced at the female warriors who had reached their limits, and then focused on the little devils around them.
Almost instantly remembered the formation and positions of the little devils, and instantly calculated the best attack route.
Taking a deep breath, he picked up a scimitar from the ground again with his toes, and after grabbing it with his left hand, Ke Wen suddenly swooped up to meet the little devils.
Although I can ignore those five women, although I can easily withdraw from this inexplicable battle.
But Ke Wen will repay his kindness!
Since he was rescued by others before, he must ensure the safety of the other party!
Ke Wen rushed forward very fast, and the distance of more than ten meters was almost crossed in the blink of an eye.
Crossing between the two little devils, the scimitar in both hands waved left and right, and slashed across the necks of the two little devils.
Without slowing down, he continued to rush into the circle surrounded by a pile of seven little devils, his body turned rapidly, and a ring-shaped rain curtain was thrown out by the scimitar.
Four little devils had their heads cut off, and the remaining two had their necks cut open.
Ke Wen didn't even look at the results of the battle, and continued to charge horizontally, rushing up to the pile of little devils on the other side.
On the way, he kicked the scimitar with his toes on the ground, lifted the scimitar into the air, and at the same time threw the scimitar in his right hand behind him.
In the rear, the little devil that survived was pierced through the chest by the flying knife in an instant.
Stretching out his hand, he caught the scimitar protruding in mid-air. Ke Wen's speed did not slow down, and he rushed into the middle of the group of little devils in front of him...
(end of this chapter)