Chapter 1439： Surround and kill

Chapter 1439: Surrounding and Killing

Looking at the dead and wounded counterfeiters in front of them, many Death Eaters had extremely complicated expressions. A few days ago, when Yaxley proposed doing that at the meeting, many Death Eaters present dismissed it, thinking that as long as the Dark Lord took action himself, there was no need to worry about the Mudblood and the people under his command.

  But judging from the current situation, it is undoubtedly a very wise decision. Whether it's the Defense Association or the **** Mudblood, it's not something they can easily deal with.

 “Kill them all, leaving no one alive!”

Looking at the group of people in the village who were still defending against the spell bombing, Voldemort's eyes were particularly solemn. He knew very well that Yaxley's plan was not bad. Ordinary people would definitely be affected by their position when encountering a sudden sneak attack in that situation. Chaos and more than half of them were killed or injured.

 Even if he encounters a spell bombardment, he has to stay away.

However, the reaction of those people was completely beyond Voldemort's expectations. They did not panic because of this. Instead, they gathered together in an orderly manner and directly propped up the magic barrier to resist the indiscriminate bombing of the Death Eaters. This was simply their fundamental It is unimaginable that even the most elite Aurors in the Ministry of Magic cannot be as calm as them.

This made Voldemort determined to kill them all, even if there were many pure bloods among these people.

 He ​​knew very well that even if he killed the mudblood Albert Anderson, the probability of these people surrendering to him was very slim. On the contrary, they would become a big trouble.

 Since it is a trouble, it should be solved directly.

"yes!"

The Death Eaters were a little surprised, but they quickly accepted the order. Anyway, they were not the ones who died.

Because of the painful lessons learned in the past, no one wants to make the same mistake again. They can only use their feet to run forward. This speed is undoubtedly much slower.

 Fortunately, the spell bombing from the rear never stopped, buying precious time for the Death Eaters to approach the village.

only…

"ah!"

When the group of Death Eaters approached the outskirts of the village, they also encountered some trouble.

 In order to welcome the invasion of Death Eaters, members of the Defense Association arranged a large number of animal traps outside the village according to Albert's arrangement.

Nowadays, the night is getting thick, the surroundings are pitch black, and the animal traps are covered by the freshly fallen snowflakes. The Death Eaters who think they have a chance to win will naturally not pay attention to their steps, and directly step into the pile of animal traps that have been laid beforehand. One can imagine.

 A large number of Death Eaters had unfortunately fallen into the enemy's despicable trap and were holding their legs and screaming in pain.

The shrill scream startled everyone who came from behind.

After stopping and discovering the animal trap, the Death Eaters secretly cursed their enemies for being despicable, but no one was willing to get involved easily.

Being caught in a trap at this time is no joke. Even if it can be cured with a spell afterwards, not many Death Eaters are willing to take the risk. God knows what traps are waiting for them ahead.

With the behavior of that despicable and shameless guy, there must be traps ahead, and most new Death Eaters are not willing to risk their lives.

 “A bunch of rubbish!”

Voldemort no longer paid attention to the wailing Death Eaters lying on the ground around him. He raised his wand and forcibly opened a passage in front of him, and his whole body passed through it like a big bat.

 Several veteran Death Eaters followed closely behind Voldemort and walked towards the village.

As for the group of unlucky ones who stepped into the trap, no one had time to care about their life or death, so they were left to wail in pain, adding some color to this quiet night.

As soon as Voldemort led his men into the village, they were blocked by a group of statues of knights holding shields.

Several Death Eaters beside him immediately waved their wands and tried to blow up the statue in front of them to clear a passage for Voldemort, but it backfired.

After being blocked by the statue's shield, the spells of several Death Eaters actually rebounded and flew towards Voldemort. With a wave of his wand, a crater was blasted in the snow.

Voldemort and his party had to stop, because the statue of the knight had already swung the tetanus sword and struck towards everyone.

 Although this posture did look very intimidating, it did not have any impact on them at all.

 In the final analysis, these things are just cannon fodder to help delay time. As long as they can make the invaders stop and deal with them, their true value has been demonstrated.

 Of course, that’s all.

These knight statues were quickly torn into pieces by Voldemort.

When Voldemort and his men hurried to the tragic battlefield where countless corpses lay strewn about, they found that most of the people had disappeared. Only the last few young wizards were left around Albert Anderson to maintain the magical barrier against the bombing, and at their feet, a house elf with a suitcase in his hand was looking at the newly arrived in fear. Voldemort arrived. And before they could fully react, they apparated and escaped with the remaining wizards.

 “What a surprise, you didn’t run away.”

Voldemort looked at Albert, who was staying behind, with a cruel smile on his lips.

 “Escape, I think retreat is more appropriate.”

Albert corrected with a smile. He slowly raised his wand. Even when he was besieged by the famous Dark Lord and Death Eaters, he remained calm and calm. "This is a very clever plan. I did make your sneak attack a hit." I was caught off guard, if it had been anyone else, I guess not many of them would have survived!”

At this point, Albert raised the corner of his mouth and said softly, "However, most of the guys you pushed up to be cannon fodder were killed by you. I'm actually very curious whether those dark wizards will still be willing to continue to follow you. cooperate?"

The more leisurely Albert became, the more alert the others became, as if he was not the one being surrounded at the moment.

"kill him!"

 Voldemort is ready to keep Albert here completely.

　　Apparition is not possible here, so it is undoubtedly one of the best places to kill the opponent.

Just when Voldemort was about to take action, Albert was faster than them. After several metal **** fell, they exploded in front of everyone. The dazzling white light engulfed everything, forcing the Death Eaters to raise their hands. Blocking his sight, in this brief moment, Albert raised his wand and released several spells in succession, covering all the enemies in front of him.

After the white light dissipated, Voldemort heard a series of falling sounds. All the Death Eaters who had followed him were knocked to the ground by spells, but the **** Mudblood still stood there, looking at him with very calm eyes. .

"Okay, now there are no other people in the way. If you plan to fight with me..." Before Albert could finish his words, Voldemort took action first.

"Avada Kedavra!"

 (End of this chapter)