Advent of the Archmage Chapter 291: Rescue mentor (2/4)
Grunting wheels rolling.
On King's Road, a prison car slowly heads north.
Two people were **** in the prison car. The former Emmons had no hands and feet, so he was wrapped in a rope cover. He died midway. The rope cover was soft and comfortable, and his injuries were basically injured. Healed.
The latter is the black prince Wald. Wald is a young man with a strong body. He is not treated so well. He is covered in wounds and wears stinking prison clothes.
The prison cars are full of feces and feces. A small part of them were not cleaned up before, and most of them were pulled out by the two of them. This is most shameful.
"Amons, you're okay." Wald hadn't seen Amons move, and seemed to be breathing very weakly.
He shouted, Emmons didn't respond, so he shouted again: "Master? Master? How are you?"
As he shouted, he reached out to shake the sleeve of Emmons.
Amons finally said, "Don't shake, I'm still alive!"
"How are you doing now?" Wald asked with concern.
Amons snorted angrily: "You look at me now, and put it in a shit-like **** rope, do you think I can do that?"
Amons twisted his body while talking.
"..." Wald was speechless. Although the situation was really bad, he looked at Emmons and couldn't help laughing.
"Sorry, Master, I didn't mean to laugh, I just couldn't help it, hahaha ... hmm ... hahaha" Wald felt that he was really having fun.
Amons is too lazy to get angry: "Smile, laugh now, and laugh a little more now."
While saying this, Wald's laughter stopped. He didn't want to laugh now. He wanted to cry. His princely dark elf prince was completely imprisoned, and he could break his hamstrings and tendons. The wound was wilted and poisonous, and a wasteful man was born.
He doesn't have any hope of healing, because it ’s not the human race, but the high elves, that guys are a hundred times smarter than the human race. Basically, he is a dead man even if he is alive.
To him, living like this is better than death.
"I didn't expect that Wald has been in the Black Forest for 20 years. My heroes have ended up like this now, eh!" Wald sighed long, only to find that he was unlovable, and he looked forward to the last moment. Hurry up to end this shame.
Immons was silent, but his mood was similar to Wald.
The hostage escorts outside the prison car are the elite Scouts from MI3. There are 30 people. In addition to them, there are 100 well-equipped senior fighters.
To the present, the survivors are all veterans who have been on the battlefield. All of them are indifferent, sturdy, and very difficult to mess with.
The elite scouts near the prison car can also understand the dark elf language. When he heard Wald's words, he turned his head and sneered: "I said the two of you deserve it! The good Black Forest doesn't stay, so you have to run to the Slayer Go to the territories of your hands, isn't this actively seeking death? "
Another scout also laughed: "I see, they're not dead, they're stupid!"
The scouts burst into laughter. There was a boring scout who was bored. He also found a wooden stick and picked up the sleeves of Emmons every once in a while, and he laughed, "You look at this old guy, Even under the light, there are only two holes left. Do you say he is a man or a woman? "
"I want to say that he was a man in the first half of his life and a woman in the second half of his life." A scout laughed.
"Haha, this secret is so flexible."
"That is, the dark elves. What can't be done? I heard that their Silvermoon family is still married to their brothers and sisters. What do you think they think?"
A scout nodded at Waldenu: "It's not easy to know? There is a Dark Elf royal family here."
Speaking, the scout turned to Wald and said, "Talk about what it's like to work with your sister. Tell me what you want to share."
Wald's lungs are about to explode, and he bites his teeth, "You ants should be glad you didn't meet me before, otherwise you should mourn in hell!"
"Alas!" A crackling sound, a scout suddenly shot, and lightning bolts cut off the flesh from Wald's general.
Wald just felt cold, and when he looked down, he saw that the position of his little friend was empty, and the blood ‘噗噗 噗’ was soaring.
"Ah? Ah! Ah ~~~~"
The scout was too fast. Three seconds later, the pain hit Wald's mind, and he screamed loudly.
The hands-on scout tossed something on the ground and smiled: "The prisoner should look like a prisoner, and talking nonsense will pay a price. Well, now your little brother is feeding wild dogs . "
The soldiers who transported the prison car laughed. No one felt cruel. They experienced real horror on the battlefield. If they fell into the hands of the dark elves one day, they would only be treated a hundred times worse than this. !!
This is war.
At this time, the prison car has reached the northern boundary of the Norton Kingdom. It should be safe for 200 kilometers from the Orida Fortress, but the scouts have tightened their nerves and dare not relax in the slightest.
Because when he set off, Master Link specifically instructed the Dark Elves to have the possibility of robbing people midway. In his words, the MI3 people dare not despise them.
Walking another kilometer, lush woods appeared on both sides of King's Avenue, and the scout leader who was walking in front of him suddenly raised his hand. At the same time, he took off the holy silver crossbow on his back: "Brothers, the situation ahead is not Too right, get ready for battle! "
The woods are very lush, and there is nothing unusual in looking at it, but it just feels a little too quiet, and the closer you go, the more everyone feels wrong.
"Head, let's set a fire?" A scout whispered.
In the northern Black Forest, the trees are tough, the plants are sparse, and the effect of arson is not great, but the trees here are loose and dense, and set on a fire. If anyone is hiding inside, they will definitely be cooked. .
The scout leader looked around, and his sense of danger became stronger and stronger, and he nodded: "Then let it go!"
At the same time, he ordered: "Fight in place, watch out!"
Senior soldiers immediately took off the shields on their backs, forming a tight shield array around the prison car. Scouts took out low-level fire runestones and threw them into the forest after triggering. .
'Boom Boom' is a level 1 fireball in the Fire Runestone. When it is thrown into the forest, it bursts into a blaze of fire. The trees are extremely flammable, the flames are raging, and the fire is spreading.
So far, everything works fine ... wait, an exception appears!
In the place where the fire burns the most fiercely, the flames begin to condense, as if life were moving. In the end, a horrible giant more than 5 meters tall and burning with flames appeared.
The giant roared as soon as the giant appeared, then rushed towards the convoy.
"It's summoning magic, quickly, dispel the scrolls!"
A scout immediately took out a scroll with silver light and immediately shred it. This scroll was specially made. After shredding, the magic energy overflowed and quickly condensed into the air into a level 4 advanced dispel.
"His ~" A silver light spread out in all directions, and the flame giant was covered. The giant's body stopped immediately, then the body began to explode everywhere and quickly collapsed.
The scout leader takes out another magic scroll with strong silver awns to spare. This is a powerful level 6 scroll that can inspire a very powerful defensive magic. It is gifted by the high elves. In order to prevent it on the way Encounter a powerful dark elf magician.
He is always ready, as long as level 6 magic appears, he will activate this scroll as soon as possible.
"Be careful, the ghost is here!" someone shouted again.
I saw the high speed moving figures rushing out of the flames. They were fast and the number was more than 20. The ordinary forest fire did little damage to them, but they could n’t hurt the opponent ’s roots. The flames The burning pain stimulated the evil spirit.
嚎 嚎 ~ 嚎 ~ howl ~ ’The ghosts uttered weird screams, and their bodies were still burning with flames, just like the flame demons rushed over.
"Shoot!" The scout leader roared loudly. They are all elite members of MI3. Each of them is equipped with the latest style crossbow. They also have a lot of experience in dealing with the ghosts, so this time is not much. panic.
"Bing Bing Bing Bing!" The crossbow machine made a buzzing sound like a banana in the shower. There were shining white rays in the air. They were holy silver crossbow arrows, and they were all magic tracking arrows.
The crossbows are very sensitive to high-speed moving objects, and can actively adjust the flight direction, which is a weapon against the ghosts.
For a time, the sound of '噗噗 噗噗' continued, and the hit rate of the magic arrows was surprisingly high. The ghosts kept making screams that could not be restrained. These holy silver crossbows were too restrained. Power up.
There are 20 secret ghosts, which started to charge from 50 meters away, but when they reach 30 meters, there are only 8 left, and the rest have fallen to the ground and cannot move.
"Kill them all! Kill them all!" The scout leader shouted, and at the same time quickly pressed a new arrow box on the crossbow machine, and then, pulled the string and shot the arrow. He has practiced these actions thousands of times. It took less than a second to complete.
Then the crossbow machine fired again at high speed.
After three breaths, the last ghost fell to a distance of 5 meters from the crowd.
"Well, a bunch of stupid people who only know about onslaught!" The scout leader spit at the ghost, and then carefully checked the crossbow machine in his hand. After making sure that it was intact, he carefully took the big baby Give it away.
He ordered: "Okay, burn all these ghosts, pick up the undamaged crossbow arrows, and brighten your eyes. These arrows are not cheap. One arrow is enough for us to spend the night with a girl!"
His voice just dropped, and a scout surprised behind him, "Well, why is the prison car empty?"
The crowd turned around immediately, and sure enough, the prison car was empty, so the two prisoners disappeared.
"The lock was broken, someone rescued them!"
"But I didn't see anyone, we obviously surrounded the prison car!"
The scout leader's face was extremely gloomy. He walked to the prisoner's car and examined it carefully. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's the Dark Elf magician who uses stealth magic. What about the hunting dogs? We must chase them. Far away! "
"Head, the hounds are all dead ... No, there is another, old Hoy is alive!" scout shouted.
Old Hoy is a 10-year-old hunting dog with sparse hair. The hunting dogs of this age could not have entered the battlefield, but the war has hit the present, the supplies are very scarce, and the animals such as war horses and hounds are also increasing. The less you use, the more you can use, and you don't have to choose.
This old hound is very clever, it seems to feel the danger in advance, he broke free of the dog cage early, hid, and escaped.
It was taken to the side of the prison car and sniffed, then whined a few times into the unburned woods and rushed in.
"Follow me!" The scout commander waved, and everyone immediately followed.
Following a few steps, a scout shouted, "Look, it's footprints, they mustn't go far!"
The scout leader Yixi: "There are not many people on the other side, just one or two magicians, everyone is spreading out, be careful of the enemy's magic sneak attack!" (To be continued.)