Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 167: 7 to 3

Several sloppy figures appeared one after another, passing by the panting Thales, either curiously or intricately glanced at the prince, and then faced the enemy without hesitation.

Isolate the prince from the battlefield.

And Thales held the sword and smiled.

Never get lost.

This is one of the most precious gifts that Thales received after escaping from Longxiao City: even in the dark prison, Thales could really sense that they were on the 18th floor underground, and the distance There is still a distance from the bottom of Thacker, but not far from another group of prisoners.

When Thales scolded the first sentence in a desperate manner, the teenager actually doubted whether the fast rope could understand what he meant.

[Fuck your mother! This is the eighteenth floor underground. If you use your bad head, where can I hide? ] Where else can "people" be hidden in the 18th floor underground?

Facts have proved that the fast rope, who has been struggling alone for six years, has enough wit and a strong desire to survive. He reacted quickly to understand Thales’ secret code:

[But I can't help it, have you forgotten, I'm just a crappy thief who can't even open the door! ] The cell where the guard prisoners are hidden? But I can't open the prison door.

After the first step of communication is completed, Thales can safely smash the weird alchemy tower key on the fast rope, and their communication hidden in a few words is a matter of course:

【Stop being a thief in the dark! Be an upright robber who breaks and robs! 】Don’t worry about the door, take this key and unlock it directly!

[Robber? It has to be light, I don't know how to be a robber...] But how do I use this key?

[Don’t understand? I don’t understand, wouldn’t you **** ask? ] Ask the prisoner inside, idiot!

Thinking about the dangers just now, Thales shook his head mockingly.

The situation in the field gradually got rid of the sudden chaos and became clear.

"Boom!"

The strong prisoner who first raided into the battlefield withstood a scimitar, hummed of inexplicable meaning, exerted force under his feet, and slammed into the enemy in the hard impact.

He never seemed to stop. He slammed into the mercenaries with the captured weapon. Wherever he went, the Sword of Disaster turned upside down, but Thales noticed that the angle of his collision was very high. Pay attention to, every time the smallest price is exchanged for the greatest result.

The mercenaries who were caught off guard roared again and again, but he just disrupted the formation and couldn't organize a decent multiplayer defense line.

"That's Saul Brie, the youngest son of Viscount Brie's family. It looks like he has stepped back a lot. It was much better than this before."

The lazy voice sounded before, seemingly doing nothing.

"He used to be on the guard wing of the guard, and followed Tony to protect the safety of His Highness."

Guard wings?

Tyles looked back curiously and found that it was the person who had just smiled at him: He stood beside Thales, playing with a sword he had just snatched, and seemed determined not to go anywhere.

But the prisoners of the Royal Guard are basically sloppy, and the prince didn't remember who it was for a while.

In the distance, at the cost of a shoulder scratch, the robust Thor Brie roared again to overturn a mercenary who wanted to attack him.

"But as you can see, Brie started to be like a bear. We all thought he should go to Vanguard Wing. But when the second prince went north, he brought Sousa with a sharp knife and didn’t bring him. Maybe it’s because he talks too much."

In the fierce battle, the lazy voice continued, Thales suddenly remembered: This voice seems to be the one who sang in prison before

Rapid footsteps!

The prince's eyebrows twitched: A figure leaned behind the speaker and rushed towards them.

"Small"

But before Thales was anxious to remind him, this lazy man turned around with short shoulders like long eyes behind his back, just right to avoid a knife from the side!

He held up the enemy's second blow, kicked the opponent's knee cleanly, and swung his sword at the moment the mercenary lost his balance!

Bring out a handful of neck blood in the air.

Thyls' reminder choked in his mouth.

The lazy man turned his head, wiped the blood from his chin, and showed his front teeth to Thales as if he was okay:

"Fortunately, my lord, I am Ty Naki."

"Honorary Earl of Everstar City, son of Davon Naki."

Naki pointed to himself, with a lazy expression, and even the guilt of the left jaw was not so hideous:

"His Royal Highness, please be familiar with me, if possible, better..."

Thyls was stunned when he heard it, but was interrupted by another sharp, mean voice.

"Ty Naki, the most boring idler in the guard wing."

It was another man. He walked past the two of them, showing a sharp and gloomy eye under his long hair, staring at Naki viciously, looking quite scary:

"You will be unlucky if you stay with him for a long time."

Naki stopped talking and rubbed his nose helplessly

Thyls raised his eyebrows and saw this mean man holding a dart from nowhere, facing a sword of catastrophe holding a shield, but he was cautious and delayed until the opponent rushed viciously. It flashed to the side flexibly.

The mercenary holding a shield passed him, and then his neck crooked like a mountain collapse!

"Plop!"

The mercenaries stayed on the ground, their breathing gradually stopped.

He stared at the mean man in front of him, eyes open in disbelief.

Thyls was taken aback, and only then discovered: I don't know when a dart was stuck on the neck of the dead.

The mean man who threw the darts squatted down and quickly took away the enemy's leather armor and weapons, and threw them far away to other companions who did not have weapons, even the darts stuck on the corpse:

"Start this, Nakey, idler, why don't you come to help?"

Naki shrugs unconsciously, eloquently:

"It is my duty to defend..."

The mean man stared at Nagi viciously, and fired the dart again to help Brie, who was charging ahead, to eliminate an enemy behind him.

Seeing that the opponent turned to join the battlefield, the idler Naki frowned, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and whispered to Thales in a complaining tone:

"That's Sass Nye, the **** second logistics officer... Look at his murderous appearance, full of stingy demeanor of logistics wings..."

"When he used to go out to work, he always found us the worst hotel, you know, it’s the beer that drinks like horse urine, the bard sings like a pig, and the bed sleeps like a chopping board. The girl feels like a big man’s broken shop..."

Thyls can only raise his eyebrows.

In the noisy sound, the melee lasted less than ten seconds.

The mercenaries encountered a sudden attack and lost their leader, but the experienced they seemed to adjust quickly, organized a counterattack, and surrounded them in the direction of Thales. The strong Burri at the forefront immediately slowed down. , Chennai's footsteps were also hindered.

But this is enough time for the rest of the prisoners to get weapons and arm themselves.

A guard prisoner with exuberant hair, comparable to a "savage", took the axe thrown by Nai from a distance, and turned his back!

The moment the enemy's blade intersected, the axe in the hand of "Savage" trembled!

His enemy grinned.

This is their special end power, as long as...

Thyls was surprised when he saw this, and then he remembered an important thing!

"Be careful, their end..."

However, before Thales could speak, the "savage" pounced all over fiercely and ran into the enemy's arms!

In the eyes of the enemy, the "Savage" chopped him down with his injuries, then got up, and one axe smashed the other back.

His defiance and toughness made Thales choke in his mouth.

"Attention!"

The "savage" roared to remind his companions: "The problem with their power of end is the traitors of the end tower!"

"Sword of Disaster!"

The mercenaries shook together, seeming to be a little surprised at their details being called out.

"Don't be entangled with them, go straight to the key, and knock down!"

In the response of other prisoners one after another, the fierce and tough "savages" greeted the next enemy.

"Oh, this unbelievably hard guy, Luton Belletti," Thales's side, Nakey, who seemed to be leisurely, began to chatter again: "The famous Belletti family is far away. Supporters."

"Hey, he used to be a good man, he would eat with us and wait to die..."

It used to be?

"Until the old captain promoted him unexpectedly and succeeded Thaker as the chief of the penalty wing."

Hearing the name, Thales sank.

Naki looked at Belletti, who had ferocious eyes and stood in front of the enemy like a beast, and shook his head like singing:

"There is always such a kind of person, so that they can become a dog together, but he quietly survived..."

In the meantime, Nakey's face suddenly changed!

He stepped back at Thales and pushed the prince down.

"Huh!"

Thyls coughed anxiously to support the ground, and was surprised to see an axe flying over their heads and hitting the wall.

"Don't worry, Your Highness."

Naki indifferently got up from the prince and patted the dust on his body, without the slightest conscious of being attacked by a throwing axe:

"We have someone responsible for handling this type of sniper attack..."

Before he finished speaking, Thales saw from a distance, the mercenary who threw the axe at them glared, and a sharp blade pierced his chest!

While he was still shaking and touching his chest, a pair of thin arms stretched out from behind him, dragging the undoubtedly mortal him to the corner.

Tyles clearly saw the guard prisoner who was knifed behind his back, the so-called "personnel":

Although he was very skilled in dragging the corpse, his whole expression trembled, his eyes were horrified, his body shape was crooked, and he looked around sneakily and tiptoely, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

Thyls recognized the horrified face.

It was the guard prisoner who heard the footsteps of the Shield of Deception in the dark.

"The skinny monkey is Jonah Cannon, the scout of Vanguard Wing, who is responsible for collecting intelligence, passing messages, and detecting threats..." Naki smiled and pulled the prince from the ground, struggling against the constricted prisoner. Nuzui:

"A private soldier from the Canstar family, the family is just a lord, but if you want to underestimate him, he can cut your throat in the middle of the night..."

"If it wasn't for a temporary cold, that guy would have joined the Starlight Legion and followed Duke John to fight the rebellion."

Naki's words were filled with emotion.

Thyls looked at the thin and rickety Cannon in surprise. He took off a knife from his opponent and threw it to the next person.

The other figure took the knife from Cannon and entered Thales's sight.

"Hahahaha!" The previous desolate laughter sounded again.

"The last time I swung the sword like this..."

This figure is very strange, holding the sword in his left hand and holding the sword in the right. The left hand is sharp and sharp, and the right hand is powerful. The offensive alternates back and forth. It is dazzling and dizzying.

"Still in the Fuxing Palace..."

The blood was splashing, and the prisoner who was smiling and responding withdrew his sword. His two opponents couldn't fight back even a decent counterattack, so they covered the fatal wounds on their thighs and neck, respectively, and fell slowly.

He turned around, frantically looking for the next target.

"This man who was mad and laughing while doing it was Guti Tardin, the dignity of the central collar, one of the "Star Seven Servants" like the Belletti family, his great-grandmother Even a princess, you can tell from his gorgeous moves."

Naki looked at the sword in his hand with envy and jealousy, looking around for Tardin who was fighting:

"Unfortunately, our Guti Tardin rejected his father’s "evil conspiracy" and eventually avoided the "tragic fate" of inheriting the family business and becoming a happy rice bug. For noble love, he ran Come to be the guard."

"Love?" Thales frowned.

"Yes, everyone knows that he was fascinated by Princess Constance..."

"One more nonsense, Naki," Tardin seemed to have a good hearing during the battle, and he said loudly without looking back:

"I will be happy to help you tidy up your kidneys!"

Naki brightened his front teeth, and first smiled innocently at Taldin, before he was not paying attention, showing Thales with a "see?" expression.

Tyles withdrew his gaze from these former royal guards.

Bri the bear who dashed and disrupted the formation, the stingy logistics officer Nai who darts his life cautiously, Belletti who ripped his opponents like a beast, Cannon the scout in the free corner, Tardin who danced with swords, and The lazy Naki guarding his side...

These six people with different skills and styles cooperated with each other to kill the swords of disaster that were three times their own.

Thyls frowned.

This is... Eighteen years ago, the royal guard of the stars?

"We have stepped back a lot. If we were to put it before, the royal guards formed a formation, there is dried meat!" Nakinu's mouth was rummaging, searching for a corpse on the ground, and groaning joyfully.

Thyls turned his eyes and looked at the seventh man.

The calmest, calmest, and most special man in the field, just holding a pair of swords and shields, slowly walking through the center of the battlefield.

He was like a block of cold ice, motionless in the face of a dangerous situation, but suddenly broke out when he passed every pair of people who were fighting, and his swords and shields came out like ice and snow!

The man passed Brie, who was wrestling with the enemy, and his shield slammed down, hitting the enemy's knee. The latter retreated in pain, and Brie's sternum collapsed with a hammer.

The third set of offensive and cold offensive.

Thyls said silently.

The man passed by Belletti, who was dealing with the two people, and suddenly burst into the battle group, the shield against an enemy blade, and the long sword pulled blood away from the other person's neck.

The third set of defensive counterattack.

Thyls clenched his fists: This is obviously defensive!

Faced with an aggressive enemy, the man cleverly deflected the shield and staggered the enemy. Then, Nai's dart came out of thin air and broke his throat.

The first set of guardian iron body style.

Tyles tightens his lips: It is the first pose he has reached.

The man passed by a sturdy enemy, the first blow was hit by the opponent's long sword, but he let go of the long sword, bullied into the opponent's arms, and smashed out angrily by climbing the shield with both hands. The horns dented the enemy's skull.

The sixth set of offensive and second set of defensive attack and thunderbolt?

Thyls recognized the two styles combined, and thought that it could still be used in this way.

The blood covered man picked up the long sword, and just turned his head, a torch hit him!

Sparks splashed around, burning his clothes.

The enemy rushed fiercely.

Tyles felt tight.

But the burning man didn't take a step back, but made progress in his roar, holding the firelight and the opponent's long sword, swinging a fierce shield attack!

"Boom!"

The next second, the man's sword pierced the enemy's jaw, hitting the back of the opponent's head against the wall, and then pushed away the enemy sword that had scratched his arm, and slowly slapped the sparks off his body.

The fifth set of offensive and forward?

No, it's a bit like the second offensive side attack?

"Little Quill Barney," Naki noticed Thales' gaze and sighed slightly:

"After Nolan Nur followed Horace north, the old captain named him the acting Chief Pioneer."

"Nothing good~IndoMTL.com~ rare in the team, an extreme master at the same level as guards Tony, Walker and Skeleton, a terribly paranoid person."

"And you can see...He is fighting not by his body, but by his life. Eighteen years ago, he was as deadly as he was eighteen years later."

Quil Barney Jr.

Thyls stared blankly at the man with the sword and shield in his hands, watching him either cooperate with his companions, or attack alone, as long as he walked a few steps, he would knock down one person efficiently and quickly.

Every match is clean and tidy.

Nothing is muddled, and there is never one enemy.

Thyls was puzzled.

Yes.

It is also military swordsmanship in the North.

But why, in the hands of this man in front of me, it's so...

What about fatal?

"The Northland was once the toughest barrier of the empire. It was the place where the first knights convened. It was also the place where sand-like humans gathered together to fight against foreign enemies. This set of swordsmanship is the place where Witness the age of war and blood, death and hope."

Unconsciously, a familiar voice came before him, steady and cold.

Thyls frowned and looked at the murderous little Barney.

"No matter who taught you this set of swordsmanship..."

"Seven sets of offense and three sets of defense, seven to three. There is a reason for this ratio," Jr. Quill Barney drew a long sword from a corpse, staring at Thales with misty eyes:

"In those days, if you didn't have the courage to fight with the enemy..."

"Then this set of swordsmanship is meaningless."

"There will be no future glorious and boundless human empire."

"His Royal Highness who never knew each other."

At that moment, against the background of fighting and blood, Barney's eyes were aggressive.

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