Philip didn't want to meet Lan En when the situation was unclear.
It’s not a matter of whether we can beat it or not.
There is no need to think about this. Normally, there are no enemies in the land of Willen for a dozen cavalrymen.
What's more, these dozen cavalrymen themselves are veterans who have come off the battlefield.
When the law enforcement team intercepted Bordon, even without Lan En's intervention, it was estimated that one casualty would have been enough to take the head of the master demon hunter.
The crossbow interrupts the enemy's attack and movement rhythm, and the melee soldiers swarm forward and hack to death.
Or melee soldiers can restrict the enemy's movement and defense, and crossbows can directly take them away remotely.
Cold weapons versus cold weapons, more people make sense
What really makes Phillip not want to meet face to face is that if Lan En really goes crazy, how much price will they have to pay to win< /p>
There is no military mage here, and Philip and his men have never seen the magic of the demon hunter.
On the battlefield, the lack of intelligence must be filled with life.
Philip is not only managing these dozen cavalry, but these dozen cavalry are also the basis for his status as a knight.
Losing one of them would be an unacceptable weakening of his status.
What's more, these soldiers generally had a good impression of Lan En in their previous cooperation.
No one, including Philip himself, wanted to fight a sword with a friendly friend, or at least an acquaintance.
Everyone wants to be friends with good people.
At least in this bastard world, that can rarely make people feel at ease.
Lan En followed the smell and footprints, climbed two slopes in this hilly area, and crossed a stream.
He found another small camp.
The cold cat's eyes were hidden behind the overlapping woods, and Poppy was left behind in safety.
This time it is not about asking for directions or dealing with soldiers blocking the way.
When Lan En saw this camp for the first time, he made up his mind
This time there will be blood from the beginning
This camp’s The structure is similar to the previous military depot.
Large tarpaulin tent, storage box, various cloth bags, fire pit
But there are some slight differences.
What was roasting on the fire was a human arm.
A few people were talking and laughing, looking forward to the food on the fire being cooked quickly.
As for the hands on the arms, the people sitting in the tent are carefully trimming the flesh and bones.
It looks like this is another qualified palm necklace.
Most of the seven people in the camp only wore animal skin vests on their upper bodies, with their arms open.
Some even only wore shorts on their lower bodies, while others looked like farmers, with a pair of trousers tied tightly around the legs with rope.
In short, they have no armor.
Weapons, basically a Velen long sword on the waist, or simply a wooden stick wrapped with cloth strips, with a few nails randomly hammered into the striking end, which is considered a mace.
"Sir, there are seven people in the camp. One of them cannot be observed due to the field of view, but his footsteps are obvious."
Mentos reminded him that it Knowing that Lan En himself was observing.
But no matter what the subject’s observation results are, it must give the subject its own observation report as a reference supplement.
"Yes, I noticed it."
Lan En's voice was as calm as his eyes.
"Please note, sir, based on the position of the person outside the field of view, I speculate that there is a 70 chance that he will be a long-range enemy."
"It doesn't matter, Mentos ."
Lan En began to move.
There was no sneaking, no sprinting, but just like outing, gently pushing aside the branches and weeds in front of you, and walking forward.
"It doesn't matter at all."
The young man twisted his neck while pulling out the steel sword from behind.
He has seen the combat capabilities of cannibals.
It can’t be said to stretch the crotch, but it can only be said to be reassuring.
They are not professional soldiers trained and tested in their killing skills.
When Willis's surprise attack broke out, one cavalry and two archers were used, even if the cavalry was killed at first sight because they had not seen the seal.
Having only two archers left should be a huge threat to Lan En.
But Lan En discovered right away that the two archers had no cooperation at all.
There is no order of shooting, no awareness of containing, forcing people to move, and then waiting for opportunities to kill.
In the final analysis, this is just a group of criminals who are good at hiding.
And now, this group of criminals don't even have a piece of armor
Qingyin, who drew his sword, appeared unabashedly in this woodland.
The sounds of branches being moved were also mixed together.
The cannibals quickly became alert.
Although he is not a professional soldier, he still makes a living by killing people, so he still has the necessary vigilance.
A rosacea pulled out the Willen sword from his waist, bowed his waist in an attacking posture, and walked towards the direction of the noise.
"Hey, someone is still delivering food to your door today"
He said carelessly, but Rosacea's defensive sword-holding posture and serious eyes showed that he was not relaxed. .
But it’s just as Lan En said himself.
It doesn’t matter to him whether the enemy is serious or slack.
The sound of flapping branches became louder and louder.
A figure wearing heavy armor slowly walked out from the shade.
Due to the light, the first thing that appeared was a pair of leather boots with steel shin guards.
It can be seen from the dim light that the back of the man's swordBehind him, he was pulling out.
When Rosacea first saw the figure, there was a moment of panic.
Because he also knows very well the differences between armor-piercing and non-armor-piercing, heavy armor and light armor.
But then he smiled when he saw the number of people and the sword.
A man carrying a sword
Even if he is wearing heavy armor, this man is still delivering food to his door.
"Aha"
Rosacea smiled and jumped forward.
The inferior Willen sword in his hand started from his side, drawing a shaky arc.
The sword was not directed at Lan En's body, but the air in front of him.
This is not a sword swung with the intention of hurting someone, but with the intention of blocking Lan En's possible slashes.
In sword fights, it is not common to see two swords wrestling together.
Because apart from the action of dragging and cutting, the sword blade is the same as boxing, relying on the instantaneous impact force to cut the blade into the human body.
In response to slashing, blocking like waving your hand is a better choice.
Saving effort and time.
Rosacea did not expect that he could break through the heavy armor with his sword, he even made up his mind.
Whether Lan En has time to draw his sword from behind and chop him down, he will drop his sword when he gets close and wrap his body around his opponent.
With the weight of a heavy armor plus a person, even a knight would turn into a soft-footed shrimp
A heavy armor warrior who cannot move can be killed with a dagger .
The rosacea companions in the camp were familiar with him and understood his intentions in an instant.
The mouths covered with flesh and blood all grinned.
They each moved a few steps, and some were ready to wait for Rosacea to hug the heavily armored warrior in front of them, and then jump on him to add weight.
Some of them had already pulled out wooden sticks and swords with a grin, preparing to bleed the food delivered to their doorsteps.
No one thought there would be an accident. There were seven of us and one on the opposite side.
And the opponent had to reach back even to draw the sword, but now he didn't even half-draw it out
I really don't know how an idiot could carry the sword behind his back.
No one felt nervous.
Everyone feels like they have a winning chance.
But accidents always happen at this time.
It was only then that Rosacea saw the face of the visitor clearly from the shade of the trees.
That calm, exotic face didn’t make him hesitate for a moment.
He didn’t care that there were so many people he had never seen before.
But a dazzling cold light fell suddenly and rapidly from the upper edge of the field of vision
It was so fast that the rosacea thought it was his floater problem again.
But the cold feeling in his body told him that something bad was going on
It seemed like only a moment for panic and fear to arise from the bottom of his heart.
A moment similar to that cold light
"Ding puff"
First steel met, and Rosacea's block indeed blocked the path of a slash from top to bottom.
But who said that if you block it, you can definitely block it?
The Xiong School's steel sword directly pressed down on the opponent's long sword and struck it down
And the price was just The sword blade, which was expected to strike vertically from the top of the head, was deflected to the shoulder.
The bones are shattering.
That was not chopped off, that was smashed
The blade of the sword sank directly into the flesh and blood of Rosacea's shoulder, as if the flesh, flesh and bones were just like soft mud.
The bones and muscles were mixed into a ball, and the severed blood vessels spurted out blood one by one.
Everyone present, those who were ready to pounce, those who started to draw their weapons, were all stunned after this chop.
"I'm dreaming"
Muttered a cannibal. His dynamic vision did not see the man drawing the sword at all. A second ago, the sword was still half in the scabbard. The next second, his companion was struck from the shoulder, and the depth of the blade seemed to have broken several ribs.
"Ah." Rosacea seemed to be because everything happened too suddenly. .
The first soft cry was stunned, and it even made people feel that he was not in any pain.
But in the second sound
"Ah"
screamed.
As his face quickly twisted, he burst out with a scream that made people tremble in the brain
Lan En expressionlessly pressed down the sword, and Rosacea was forced Kneel before him.
Then the young man raised his foot and kicked on the opponent's chest.
There was a soft sound of "pop".
The sword was pulled out from the body, with a fountain of blood.
Rosacea fell to the ground. The severe blood loss and damaged lungs made it impossible for him to scream again.
The demon hunter held his sword and moved the shoulder that he had just slashed.
"Alright, you guys."
The slightly bright cat's eyes under the shade of the tree looked at the remaining people.
"I have drawn my sword."
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