There were fifteen horses in the group, and the already-unoptimistic road conditions were trampled by the horses' hooves and became even more unsightly.
Philip and his soldiers approached Condale Depot.
They didn't plan to get any supplies in the military depot. He knew very well what was prepared in the military depot for those inferior soldiers.
Brown bread that is about to go moldy, potatoes, radishes, onions, and even a whetstone may not be available
He just came over to ask about the situation, and then briefly investigated based on the situation, even if it was Got the job done.
You can't say that they are derelict in their duties, because every soldier here will draw his sword and rush to kill the trafficker as soon as he sees it.
It’s just that trivial and difficult tasks such as solving crimes and tracking can easily kill one’s fighting spirit and make people lazy. No one is immune to this.
But as a group of people got closer to the military station marked on the map, a soldier with a good sense of smell in the team issued a warning to everyone.
"Guys, something is wrong, it smells of blood."
The originally lazy temperament of a group of people immediately changed, and they were as taut as a bowstring being pulled apart.
You can say that battlefield veterans are uneducated and uneducated, but you cannot say that they cannot kill people or save their lives.
Philip was slightly slower than half a beat due to the influence of alcohol, but he was also smart, sweating all over his vest, and he felt quite sober.
"Be vigilant and approach for close reconnaissance"
The nervous cavalry rushed towards the military station with the sound of rumbling horse hooves.
This violent horse-mounting method is mostly used near the battlefield, allowing you to charge at full speed at any time while maintaining alertness.
Like a bayonet ready to be stabbed out at any time.
As the situation in the military station was revealed to people, Philip and his men frowned in unison.
"There was no one around, and there were no wild beasts or monsters."
The men and horses on both sides of the cavalry team spontaneously left the team to conduct a survey, but found nothing.
After he was sure there was no danger, Phillip waved his hand and signaled the horse behind him to slow down.
Finally stopped in front of the military station.
"York, go see what's going on."
Philip sat on the horse, looking around with vigilant and fierce eyes.
Except for the halberdiers named by him, the others were still sitting on their horses, ready to charge and fight at any time.
After York dismounted, he carried his halberd and walked for about ten steps, even crossing the entire military station.
The traces of the fight are not concealed at all and can be seen clearly from a standing position.
For this reason, York, who was carrying a halberd, couldn't help but sharpen his teeth.
"The plague is above, these three heads have been hammered to pieces"
"God damn it, can you tell me something I didn't see"
< p> Philip felt nervous for no reason in this scene. Logically speaking, he shouldn’t be.He had seen many tragic battlefields on the battlefield where Hydaris restored the royal family.It’s not like I haven’t seen Tucun before, so why would I be panicking in a land where three people just died?
The war horse under the crotch felt this panic through the reins, and it did not keep it in place. in situ.
On the contrary, it swung its hooves and walked back and forth, looking like it was ready to run at any time.
"This is different, boss" York curled his lips and stood in front of the black-faced soldier's body, using the tail tip of the halberd in his hand to push his rotten head.
The red and white sticky substance on the head trembled slightly.
"The heads of these three people were all hit like this with fists. Do you understand what I mean? Just one punch, and then their heads banged"
Phillip's face was ugly, and he also discovered the source of his abnormal feeling.
Three corpses are abnormal
There is only a big dent on the face all over the body
The wound does look like a fist blow
< p>But how is that possible?Although the force produced by the fist is an instantaneous impact, it is different from the sustained force of lifting or pushing or pulling heavy objects.
But a wound of this type would weigh several hundred kilograms at least.
"Maybe it's a monster. York, we are not witchers. We have never seen a monster before." If there are too many, we won’t be able to recognize the wounds they caused.”
Philip frowned and retorted, but York nodded the corpse’s head with the tip of his halberd’s tail.
"You can't see clearly when you're sitting on a horse, boss. But here, I can see the marks on their gloves from the wounds on their faces."
"The murderer wore a pair of good gloves, which is why the wounds were so horrific. The three of them were no different than being hit in the face with a hammer."
In the conclusive evidence In front of this, Philip could no longer take chances.
So far, no monster has ever neatly worn human armor.
But a person's fist can really hit hundreds of pounds, close to a thousand kilograms
How the hell does such a person exist
"Meritelli, this If you punch me in the stomach, all my shit will come out."
The corners of Philip's mouth twitched and he complained in a low voice.
Although his voice was not high, the brothers around him nodded in deep agreement.
Wait
The sergeant suddenly raised his eyebrows.
It seems that people who can punch hundreds of kilograms are not non-existent in Willen.
Philip and York looked at each other in unison.
At this moment, they all thought of the guy with studded leather gloves and a pair of cat eyes.
The Witcher
York approached Philip with a troubled expression, and Philip also leaned down on his horse with an unclear expression.
"Boss, if you do this to Lan En, he is already killing officers and soldiers. ”
“Let’s not talk about whether we are officers or soldiers. "Philip glanced at the three corpses.
This kind of lowest-level soldier, if you say he is an officer or soldier, then he is not, and no one cares about him.
Although he Wearing armor with Temerian white lilies on it, but he must have also worked part-time as a highwayman. This is already a self-evident and everyone's default situation.
Both opinions actually depend on the judgment of Jazz himself. .
Philip didn't think about the thoughts of those big shots, he just subconsciously held his stomach and said
"The key is that I have never seen Lan En get so angry."
The sergeant’s tone was tangled, with a slight flinch.
Damn it, you polite, kind and enthusiastic demon hunter, you used your fists in the blink of an eye
p>
I smashed three people’s heads with my fucking fists
It’s so cruel
I have never seen such an effect using a war hammer on the battlefield< /p>
“I also feel something is wrong. "York replied to his boss.
"When I was still in the law enforcement team, we were all frightened and pointed arrows at him, but he was still able to slowly explain to us, and then eliminate the hostility and avoid Bleeding’s character and accomplishments are definitely not fake”
“But at this moment”
The two of them looked at the three heads that looked like rotten watermelons and remained silent.< /p>
The witcher was really pissed off
They realized this together
Soon, Philip discovered the key. "Why is he so irritated?"
The sergeant's eyes flashed.
"In other words, what could make him so angry in Willen?"
York was confused, but the image of Lan En holding the sword of fire and cutting off the cannibal's feet without even blinking could still be seen in his mind. "Cannibal Cult"
"Hey, idiot Lan En, are you stupid to find that the Cannibal Cult doesn't come to us?"
Hit the palm of the hand on the Halberdier's helmet, causing York to His head was buzzing.
"That's because the child was abducted. He was too anxious."
Whalen is now the most difficult and infuriating case regarding these two cases.
p>
"No, the demon hunter can't have children, right?"
"Pah!" The halberdier's helmet was hit again.
"You don't care if he can have children." , anyway, it must be a trace of a big case. We are right to follow. It is important to follow, but we should not be too hasty on our way. "
"Why, why don't you hurry?"
"You definitely don't want to meet Lan En when you are not sure whether he is awake or not. Look at these three rotten melons, tsk. Tsk tsk. "
York shivered and nodded.
Facing the confused halberdiers, Philip smiled kindly.
" QiaoIsn’t this?”
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