Chapter 53: 53 Draw the sword from behind

Chapter 53: 53 Draw the sword from behind

Chapter 53 53. Draw the sword from behind

Philipp didnt want to meet Lan when the situation was unclear.

Its not a question of whether we can win or not.

There is no need to think about this at all. 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 if Lan En hadn't intervened, it was estimated that one casualty would have been enough to take the head of the master witcher.

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 from a distance.

A cold weapon versus a cold weapon, more people make sense!

The real reason Phillip doesn't want to meet him is that if Lan is really crazy, how much will it cost them to win?

There are no military mages here, and Philip and his men have not seen much of the witcher's magic.

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 among the knights.

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 fucked-up world, that's one of the few things that makes people feel at ease.

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Following the scent and footprints, Lan En 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 in the safe rear.

This time its 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!

The structure of this camp is similar to that of the previous military station.

Large tarpaulin tent, storage boxes, various cloth bags, and fire pits.

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.

Looks like this will be another qualified palm necklace.

Most of the seven people in the camp only wore an animal skin vest on their upper bodies, with their arms open.

Some even only wore shorts on their lower body, while others looked like farmers, with a pair of trousers tied tightly around the legs with a rope.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

In shortthey had no armor.

In terms of weapons, it is basically a Willen sword on the waist, or simply a wooden stick wrapped with cloth strips, with a few nails randomly driven 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 vision, but his footsteps are obvious.

Mentos warned aloud, knowing that Lann himself was observing.

But no matter what the subjects observation results are, it must give the subject its own observation report as a reference supplement.

Well, I noticed it.

Lan Ens voice was as calm as his eyes.

Please note, sir, based on the position of the person outside the field of vision, I estimate that there is a 70% chance that he will be a long-range enemy.

It doesnt matter, Mentos.

Lan 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.

Moreover, the opponent had to reach back even to draw the sword, but now he didn't even half draw it out!

I really dont know how an idiot could carry a sword behind his back.

No one feels 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 doesnt care if there are many different races that he has never seen before.

But a dazzling cold light fell suddenly and rapidly from the upper edge of the field of vision!

It was almost the rosin nose and thought it was the fault of the mosquito disease.

But the coldness in his body told him that something bad was going on!

Frustration, fear, emotions seem to arise from the bottom of my heart in just a moment.

A moment similar to that cold light!

Dingpuff!

At first, steel met, and Rosacea's block really blocked the path of a slash from top to bottom.

But who said that if you block it, you will definitely be able to block it?

The Bear School's steel sword directly pressed down on the opponent's long sword and struck it down!

The price was just that the sword blade that was expected to hit vertically from the top of the head was deflected to the shoulder.

The bones are breaking.

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 no different from soft mud!

The bones and muscles were tangled together, and blood spurted out from the severed blood vessels.

Everyone present, those who were ready to pounce and those who started to draw their weapons, were all stunned after the chop.

Am I. Dreaming?

Muttered a cannibal. His dynamic vision did not see the man drawing his sword at all!

A second ago, the sword was still half in the scabbard. The next second, his companion was struck from the shoulder. The blade was so deep that it seemed like it even broke several ribs!

Ah. Rosacea seems to be caused by everything happening so suddenly.

The first soft cry was stunned, and it even made people feel that he didn't feel much pain.

But in the second tone.

"ah!!"

Scream.

As his face quickly distorted, a scream that made people tremble in their brains burst out!

Lan En lowered the sword expressionlessly, and Rosacea was forced to kneel in front of him.

Then the young man raised his foot and kicked on the opponent's chest.

There was a soft sound of "Puff-".

The sword was pulled out of 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 witcher held his sword and moved the shoulder that he had just slashed.

Alright, bastards.

The slightly bright cat's eyes in the shade of the tree looked at the rest of the people.

I have drawn my sword.

Lets get started.

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