Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2261: The King of Puppets (12)
Chapter 2261 The King of Puppets (Twelve)
"There is no ghost in the back door." After listening to Hannover's words, Arthur couldn't help but complain. Normally, whether it is a band of thieves or other evil organizations, no, it should be said that it is any decent armed organization. In addition to the main entrance, their bases should have back doors such as emergency escape exits. Otherwise, the hostile organization will be besieged directly, and the people inside will become turtles in the urn, and only have to wait for death. The besieged people don't even need to take action, they directly block the main entrance with various blockade facilities, and the people inside will no longer be able to come out. Even if they don't suffocate, they will starve to death.
There's no back door -- such a ridiculous setup actually appeared in the base of the Bonepicker Bandit? Isn't this a joke?
"Believe me, they really don't have a back door. Bordeaux has repeatedly investigated this before, and there is nothing wrong with this." Hannover emphasized: "I know this is very unreasonable, but this group will use the necromancer. The guys with magic must have different routines from the normal thieves."
Arthur doesn't answer. Those bandits are either very stupid, or they have extremely high confidence in their own strength, no matter which one it is, it is not a good thing. He felt that the situation was unusual from the very beginning when he encountered this group of necromantic bandits, but this time the situation was so unusual that it was really disturbing.
Anyway. Since there is no other way but to attack from the door, then they have no other way, so they can attack from the door.
"Bordeaux, you'll take the lead and give them two shots*, then Milan will be responsible for the first wave of arrows, and then I'll take care of it." Hannover commanded: "Then, Mr. Employer, do you want to observe here, or Come with me?"
Arthur drew his sword: "Leave two soldiers to warm up for me."
"Very well." Hanover winked at his comrade, drew his sword, and moved.
The "scout" ran at the front and quickly approached the main gate of the cottage with a near-silent sprint and extremely agile footwork. Before the thieves could react, Bordeaux threw out three spherical objects that were not very regular in their hands. The spheres wrapped in cloth strips burst into thick yellow smoke immediately after hitting the ground. The thieves guarding the door All eyes are covered. The other party fell into chaos for a while, not only could not see each other, but the guys with bows and crossbows couldn't aim. Arthur could hear a series of coughing sounds in the distance, and it was clear that the smoke had a component similar to tear gas, which made the opponent lose most of their resistance in a state of poor breathing and tears.
Arthur subconsciously covers half of his face with a cloth towel. But what to do with his eyes, he didn't have any props like goggles. In this case, he can only delay a few steps and rush past, at least until the tear gas smoke has dispersed a little. While he was doing this, the rangers of the mercenary group had already jumped to the tree where Arthur and the others were, and shot five or six arrows in a row. The opposite side was clearly still shrouded in smoke, and it was logically impossible for an archer to see the characters in the smoke clearly, but she seemed to be judging the location by the sound of people coughing in the smoke, and shot accurately. Arthur heard the screams of the thieves, and at least four fell down with arrows.
* The effect didn't actually last long, after all, it was used in an open area and the smoke dissipated quickly. After the archer weakened part of the opponent's strength, the mercenary man also rushed up with his sword, ready to clean up the remaining enemies. Not to be outdone, Arthur followed the past to grab the head. Originally, according to the current situation, it was completely okay for all the enemies at the door to be taken care of by these mercenaries, but Arthur didn't want to let the mercenaries take care of everything, and always felt that he had to do something.
Although the smoke had almost dissipated by the time they rushed up, the thieves were still quite confused as they inhaled the thick smoke of tear gas, tears and snot were still flowing, and they could barely hold back their weapons. Hannover dashed over and cut down one of the thieves with two swords, then kicked the other one, and rushed to the bottom of the thief's chest to make up a sword. His movements were smooth and ruthless. Actions.
Arthur also rushed in front of the other thief, dodging behind him for a split second before he could counterattack, and knocked back with his unsheathed Seraph holy sword. The unopened blade (scabbard) hit the back of the thief's head, knocking the unlucky guy unconscious.
"Huh?" Hanover let out a low hum after Arthur took care of the two thieves. The thieves he cut fell down forever and never got up again, but the two thieves that Arthur cut down were just unconscious, and after they fell to the ground, they suddenly snapped and exploded, and then just as Arthur described before. , A blood-red skeleton slowly climbed up from the blasted corpses.
"Why didn't the thief you hacked to death turn into a corpse?" Arthur took a few steps back and raised his sword to be on guard, and asked by the way.
"The weapon in my hand has been blessed by the church. After slashing the enemy, it can prevent the enemy from becoming undead." Hanover replied, and asked in a slightly reproachful tone: "Why didn't you kill those two People? To prevent them from becoming corpses?"
"That's one of the reasons," Arthur replied ambiguous. In fact, as a time traveler, he must try not to kill if he can, so as not to interfere with the historical flow of this world. He also knew that knocking out the thieves with the scabbard might happen the same thing as what happened at noon, but he still hoped for a chance and ended up with two red skulls.
"Tsk." Hannover didn't continue to say anything, and rushed over to break up the Red Skulls with two swords. The long sword in his hand really had something similar to a divine enchantment. It took no effort to cut down the skeletons, and after smashing the red skeletons, they didn't come back to life again.
It always felt as if he had added work to Hanover, and Arthur couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. Originally, if he did nothing, let Hannover kill these thieves, and the Red Skull would never have a chance to appear, right?
"Everything is ready, let's gather." The mercenary man waved to his companions on the other side of the bush from afar, and asked them to come and meet. The battle was quiet and fast, and it is estimated that the alarm in the base failed to sound in time. But the strength of the enemy guarding the goal is too low, and it always feels suspicious.
"Just rush in?" Arthur asked, "Maybe it's a trap?"
"Even if it's a trap, you have to go in. If it's like this, it's impossible for the bandits to rush out and die." Hanover said again. His companions also came to join him, including of course Arthur's companions, Bedivere and Verne.
"The sword in your hand also carries the blessing of the church," Nantes said, looking at the holy sword in Arthur's hand, "but only use it to knock the enemy unconscious, the blade does not touch the blood of the enemy, blessing Impossible to be effective. Are you really going to use this unopened sword against these thieves, or even the undead they later turned into?"
"Well, there will always be a way." Arthur didn't answer Nante's question directly, but made a fool of himself. Nantes is a very insightful woman, and Arthur is even a little afraid to talk to her too much, for fear that she will further see through Arthur's details.
Hanover didn't say anything. After all, Arthur is the employer. Normally, it is their group of mercenaries who should do the work in this bandit suppression operation. Arthur stood in the distance and watched the battle without killing an enemy. It is also something that is understandable and cannot be forced.
"Then, Bordeaux, it's your job." Hannover said again.
Bordeaux, who was a scout, nodded, leaning over and making a stealth gesture, and walked at the forefront to explore the way. I don't know if it was an illusion or what, Arthur seemed to feel that the moment Bordeaux squatted down, his entire figure disappeared. Is that some kind of illusion, or a stealth spell?
There is a reason to let Bordeaux walk in the front to explore the way. After all, the terrain in the cave is complex, and there are likely to be a large number of murder traps. It is very dangerous for a large group to walk into the cave like this, even if a few of them can quickly avoid the traps behind , the team will inevitably have casualties. As a thief (scout), Bordeaux walked at the forefront, found out the location of the traps, and even cleared a few traps manually, which would bring a lot of convenience to the team's progress.
The corridor in front that is neither wide nor narrow leads directly to the depths of the base of the [Bone Pickers] Bandit Corps. Arthur had expected a lot of danger. But after Bordeaux walked in, Arthur could hear the sound of a series of traps triggering in the distance, and the guy seemed to be very active in dismantling the traps and making way for the team. Arthur has heard that a skilled scout can quickly see through and dismantle the traps ahead like cracking a maze. Even if they cannot be dismantled directly, they can throw a small stone to trigger the trap first, and the trap that is triggered. There was no more threat. Judging from the current situation, this is exactly what Bordeaux has done, and this person's ability to explore the road is really not bad. Arthur can know a thing or two just by listening to the sounds of the frequently triggered traps.
After about ten minutes, the thin scout returned to join the team: "It's all done, there should be no more traps to deal with for the time being. But it's weird, there aren't even half of the bandits on the way. Patrol."
"After all, it's a trapped [welcome] front porch, and it's understandable that there are fewer patrols." Hannover replied: "Then let's go too, but we still have to go carefully, this guy in Bordeaux may not be able to. To dismantle all the traps, he has always been unreliable."
"Too much, Captain," the scout yelled feigned anger.
The group continued to penetrate the enemy line with soft humming. Arthur's guess is not wrong, Bordeaux is indeed very capable. Arthur could see countless traps that had been triggered along the way, including spears emerging from the walls, rolling stones falling from the ceiling, and spikes emerging from the floor. The whole road is full of this shocking sight, and there are hundreds of traps. Fortunately, these traps are one-time triggers and lose their effectiveness ~IndoMTL.com~ As long as the traps are not reset manually, people can safely bypass them. It is self-evident that having a scout in the team can save the troops how much effort to dismantle traps and avoid traps.
Then they made their way around the trapped front porch to a gate with little risk. Hannover winked at everyone, walked to the door with a sword, and was ready to push the door. Pushing the door in, there may be more than a dozen enemies waiting for them, and it is estimated that it will be an inevitable tough battle.
Then------
Hanover pushed hard, and the heavy iron door creaked open.
However, instead of a lively fight scene, the crowd was greeted by a deadly silence. It wasn't that there were no people in the hall behind the door -- on the contrary, there were a lot of people in the hall, and the thieves were all there.
But those thieves turned a deaf ear to what was going on at the door, and were fascinated by a blood-red pool in the center of the hall.
It's almost like some kind of cult gathering.
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