Chapter 143

Kukas retreated hard, trying to escape the cutting of the short knife. However, his speed is fast, and the speed of the short knife is faster. As soon as he thought of retreating, the short knife came to his neck.

He didn't hear the sound of the knife tearing the body. A layer of gray smoke flashed on his neck and rolled the knife away in an instant. The gray smoke from the flying knife squirmed around kukas's neck and dissipated.

"Caster!" kukas thought. However, he didn't care about looking for the casters, but quickly found some drugs to quickly smear on his thighs and wrists.

When he dealt with his wounds, more than a dozen remaining soldiers had gathered together to surround him to prevent any more lurks from suddenly plotting against him.

At this time, a team appeared in the distance. A red robed caster carried a huge staff and walked step by step in the direction of kukas. Next to the red robed caster, there were twelve red robed warriors. They are the servants of the caster.

Mysterious and strange words rang from the mouth of the red robed caster, and a green cloud of smoke emerged from the top of his staff. After about 35 breathing hours, the red robed caster stabbed the staff into the earth with both hands, and saw the green smoke at the top of the staff disappear rapidly. Dozens of green smoke clouds came out from the bottom of his staff, like poisonous snakes running towards the hidden places of the nobles.

It was just breathing time. The green smoke and cloud swam more than 100 meters in an instant, and then kukas heard bursts of sad roars. It is worth mentioning that when a dark green smoke cloud swam to a place far away from kukas, they suddenly burst into the air and dispersed into three or five smaller smoke clouds. Then three or five thin lurks emerged from the air, and then lay on the ground and turned into white bones.

Some people jumped out of their hiding place and frantically rushed at kukas. However, with their running, large pieces of flesh and blood fell down. These people only ran more than ten steps, and more than half of their flesh and blood fell down.

One body fell to the ground, but even so, the flesh and blood continued to fall from their bodies, and soon revealed a piece of white bone.

Seven or eight professionals broke out and fled to the distance. Similarly, every time they ran for how long, their fighting spirit dissipated, and then fell to the ground to shed blood and flesh and turn into a pile of white bones.

The red robed caster who released the attack nodded to kukas and led his retinue towards the military castle.

"What a powerful caster." kukas took a deep breath and muttered in a low voice, "are they also mages in our military headquarters?"

"I don't know. We've never seen it before." one of the remaining soldiers in black shook his head and said sadly, "Knight, you'd better have a rest as soon as possible. When the follow-up troops come up, we'll send you to the rear for treatment."

Looking at the deep scar on his falling wrist and thigh, kukas nodded. He is not a fool. The two typhoid fever on his body don't look as serious as the injuries he had suffered before, but he feels that there is an extremely strange fighting spirit in the wound, which is slowly eroding deeper into his body. Moreover, the wounds on both thighs and wrists are very deep, and at least half of the bones are cut by the short knife.

Cautiously leaning against a stone wall, Kukas began to breathe deeply, and then mobilized the internal Qi to start clearing up the strange spirit which was wound around his two wounds.

The collision of fighting spirit made him almost think that his flesh and blood had been crushed. The fighting spirit of the lurk was very strange. It was only a slight contact with his fighting spirit, and then he shifted direction or hid in an instant. When his fighting spirit leaves this direction, the transferred and hidden fighting spirit will suddenly burst out again. After such a toss, knowing that the follow-up troops followed him for less than half of Zhu Xiang's time, he just cleared one tenth of the fighting spirit in his body.

There are many people in the follow-up troops, including thousands of troops, huge lathe crossbows, more than 100 flamethrowers and almost one heavy crossbow. With such equipment, kukas believes that even if dozens of professionals charge together, they don't want to take advantage of them.

The commander of the follow-up force looked pale when he saw that kukas had suffered such heavy losses. After a simple inquiry, when they learned that it was their nobles who attacked them, all the soldiers were angry.

"Kill these bastards, a group of damned garbage. When facing life and death, they not only don't resist the aggression, but help the Naxi invaders deal with their own people. It's a group of garbage." the commander roared with gnashing teeth.

"Forget it, they are all dead. Be careful. If you encounter similar nobles, don't be soft hearted and just kill them directly." kukas took a deep breath and suggested in a deep voice: "by the way, is there a stretcher or something? I'm afraid my thigh is about to fall off. I don't want to be a one legged knight."

The commander fumbled out a crystal ball the size of a baby's fist from his arms. He put a little fighting spirit into the crystal ball and passed his mind inside through a secret method.

"Of course, you can rest assured. I heard that the beautiful female doctor in the rear is your little lover. I think she will be very happy to keep your legs. In the future, the impact is not enough for physical communication." the commander is a rough and crazy soldier and has no scruples when talking.

The soldiers who heard these words all around laughed loudly. At this time, a huge voice sounded from the air: "All the soldiers and nobles of the Latour Empire, as well as businessmen and those who can fight, take up your weapons and release your guards to kill all the enemies you see. If anyone dares to kill the imperial soldiers, there will be no amnesty. Our reinforcements have arrived. I believe you have seen countless red robed mages in the streets. They are our reinforcements, A hunting team of third-order casters and third-order warriors, who will save all of you. "

"The sound made by the magic props in the military castle can be connected with the military castle. Well, it's a special time. Under normal circumstances, officers at my level haven't had a chance to touch this thing!" the rough soldier commander Yang Yang's crystal ball smiled.