Chapter 161 The one who set fire...

The attack happened suddenly, and no one could realize what kind of attack it was.

Even experienced mercenaries who have been attacked by various fierce people (or beasts) will be shocked when they are hit in the face by an exploding fireball without any magic fluctuations. Their faces were confused, and this moment of confusion caused the situation to get out of control in their hands.

"Enemy attack!"

The mercenary leader wearing half-body armor roared out in a lung-splitting voice for the first time, and then activated his protective aura without a second thought. The surrounding mercenary companions quickly turned in the direction of the attackers after hesitating for less than half a beat - the attackers had already emerged from the woods.

A small mercenary leader with the rank of knight first saw the appearance of the attacker. He saw several soldiers wearing strange light armors stepping out of the forest. Those soldiers were wearing strange equipment. , the large, asymmetrical armguards that seemed like a burden, and carrying a marching rucksack on the battlefield, it seemed that they had no common sense or combat effectiveness at all. He couldn't help but feel ridiculous - the armguards that showed their presence were flashy and could only affect their appearance. Body balance in melee combat, and the obstructive backpack behind you are a sign of lack of combat experience: this kind of thing should be taken off before the battle begins!

Of course, what really made him despise those strange soldiers was that he did not feel the slightest fluctuation of magic power from those enemies.

Ordinary people, wearing strange equipment - do they want to fight against extraordinary beings?

However, considering the two weird magic explosions before, the mercenary knight was worried that there were spellcasters hiding in the woods, so he waved his hand and called to his nearest subordinates: "Come for me!"

Several subordinates instinctively obeyed the order, brandishing their swords and rushing towards the strange enemies at the edge of the woods. At the same time, other mercenary partners also reacted one after another, while making strange and shocking sounds. He shouted as he faced his attacker.

But what happened next made no one react.

The soldiers wearing strange equipment raised their left arms one by one, aiming at the mercenaries rushing towards them like launching a crossbow, followed by a series of low, high-heat beams that broke the buzz in the air. As soon as the sound came, the continuous scorching rays penetrated every warrior on the charging road.

The little knight leader looked at this scene in horror, and thoughts like fantasy flashed through his mind like an explosion: Scorching ray? Mage? A mage wearing plate armor and carrying a long sword? A group of mages wearing plate armor and carrying long swords? !

He activated his protective aura at the fastest speed in his life, and a layer of magical light appeared on his body. But when he thought he could resist those strange "plate armors" "Mage"'s low-level magic, a series of buzzing sounds suddenly sounded in the woods, and then more than a dozen red lights hit his face.

One after another scorching rays bombarded him, and the knight's spiritual energy eliminated the first few beams of light silently., but this mercenary only felt panic in his heart, because he found that the "magic" wearing plate armor did not need buffering and chanting when casting spells. He found that the beams of light splashed out in the woods were completely continuous!

A heartbreaking and burning pain came from the abdomen, followed by simultaneous hits on all limbs. This mercenary leader with the strength of a low-level knight was almost torn apart. He fell to the ground. Before his thoughts came to an end, he had only one thought in his mind:

When did the mage... become so worthless?

While the minions and small bosses were killed one by one by the scorching rays, the mercenary leader in half-armor was lucky enough to survive because of the leader's reserve - he did not follow the others. He charged together with others, so when he saw that the situation was not good, he had time to quickly find a bunker to escape. He almost rolled and rushed behind the nearest big rock, but in the process, he saw a body The figure in black robe was still standing there dully.

That was one of the only two mages in the mercenary group. At this time, the opponent actually held up a magic shield and began to chant an attack spell-opening the shield and casting a spell. This is almost every day. The basic operation of a battle mage when fighting against other mages is also a standard operation, but the mercenary leader immediately realized that this stupid battle mage was finished.

He watched helplessly as dozens of scorching red beams of light shot at the figure in the robe, easily tearing apart the opponent's mana shield, and the magic robe with certain resistance to magic. Ripples arose on the ground. The black-robed mage relied on his magic shield and expensive anti-magic robe to survive the first round of shooting, but the second round of shooting turned him into a ball of charcoal that exploded in the air.

This is not a battle at all, this is a one-sided massacre - the disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves is as huge as when he led his men to kill in the refugee camp.

The mercenary leader completely gave up resisting in the face of this force. He glanced around to confirm that he had not appeared in the enemy's sight, so he immediately walked along the haystacks and piles of corpses next to the stone. He moved, preparing to escape from this terrible place. However, as soon as he moved, he felt an icy cold air spread from his back to his whole body, and a cold blade was pressed against his neck.

"If I were you, I would put my hands on the back of my head right now."

Amber put a dagger on the back of the mercenary leader's neck while making a strong threat , while having a firm thought in her mind: As long as this mercenary leader who seemed to be very capable of fighting made any resistance, she would run away immediately.

But if the other party does not resist, she will exchange this credit with Gawain for a roast chicken and half a barrel of cold beer.

The mercenary leader did not resist - because he now firmly believes that there are dozens of battle mages surrounding this place. Although the painting style of those battle mages is very strange, magic cannot be faked, and in this case In front of a group of mages, no matter how skilled you are, you still have to be intimidated.

The whole processGawain and Philip, who did not take action but just watched and recorded the battlefield, came out and led the magic infantry to clean up the battlefield. The mercenary leader stood up from behind the stone under the threat of Amber's dagger and accepted the control obediently.

Looking at the charred corpses scattered in front of him, and recalling that just a few minutes ago these were a group of elite mercenaries who were well-equipped and even had extraordinary people stationed there, Gawain felt a little more interested in the new thermal ray gun. Pride and trust.

But at the same time, he also discovered many shortcomings in the experience and tactics of the first generation of magic infantry - many soldiers still have not gotten rid of the traditional combat methods and do not know how to ambush in bunkers and gather together. The essence of setting fire to the enemy was that some people exposed themselves prematurely, and some were too excited after killing the enemy with magic for the first time, forgetting the task of focusing fire assigned by the team leader, and even two soldiers made operational mistakes. With the safety turned on, I fought against the enemy for a long time. Only now, after being reminded by my comrades, did I realize that I didn't hit anyone...

Bring thirty magic infantry to deal with these mercenaries. Sure enough, it feels like killing a chicken with a knife. Based on the power of the thermal ray gun and the chaos brought to the enemy after the new equipment appeared on the battlefield, Gawain judged that only ten soldiers were needed to solve these seemingly well-equipped enemies. A ragtag group of mercenaries - as long as they focus their fire in time and have proper tactics, it is difficult for traditional and low-level transcendental beings to make an effective counterattack when faced with magic weapons.

But it is still necessary to bring so many people - even if each person only fired once (two of them still watched others shoot), these soldiers also learned about the new equipment during actual combat. At the same time, Gao Wen also confirmed the progress of training and education for these soldiers. Whether it is the thermal ray gun or these new soldiers, today is a valuable actual combat test.

Preacher Wright also followed the soldiers out of the woods. This was the first time he saw the battle of the Cecil Combat Corps. The incredible mysterious weapon made this man as strong as a bear The pastor was stunned, but he quickly turned his attention away from the incomprehensible weapons.

Wright walked among the mercenary corpses on the ground, squatting down from time to time and drawing the symbols of the Holy Light Church on the foreheads of the corpses, while muttering:

"May the Holy Light purify your sinful soul."

"May the Holy Light purify your sinful soul."

"May the Holy Light purify your sinful soul and look special Ugly soul."

"May the Holy Light purify your evil, ugly soul that smells like garlic."

This devout Holy Light believer is like a. Like a qualified military chaplain, he uses his own faith to calm down the souls of these brutal and bloody mercenaries in order to prevent the death-filled environment from spawning dangerous evil spirits or cursed plagues. While praying, he took his hand away from a mercenary crossbowman who was still looking at him, and then walked to the next one in grayThe mercenary in short robes squatted down beside him: "May the holy light purify your... huh? You..." As Wright made a confused voice, the man in gray short robes " "Corpse" moved instantly, and the mage who was suspended from death suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with the chaotic light flow of magic overload, and a dangerous arcane missile formed in his chest and attacked Wright!

At such a close distance, it is no longer possible to use divine magic to protect the body, but missionary Wright still raised his right hand high and unswervingly called out the skills of the Holy Light: "Commandment-Silence!"

A fist as big as a casserole fell from the sky, and the mercenary mage who was pretending to be dead immediately passed out with blood on his face.

Honestly, I almost got killed.

Then the missionary stood up and shouted to Gawain: "Lord! There is a mage pretending to be dead here - scare me!"

Wright looked calm. : "Don't worry, you're not dead. Silence can't kill anyone."

"Tie these two alive," Gawain probably has some immunity to these guys with abnormal painting styles. At this time, he just sighed and assigned tasks normally, "Philip, take half of the people to go around the woods to make sure there are no remaining enemies. Wright, come here, there are wounded here."