In the dark alley away from the noisy street, there was a harsh metal collision.
Clang! !
Kiel held the shield on his left arm tightly, and the opponent's attack made him take half a step back, and the collision and friction between metal and metal sparked a burst of dazzling sparks.
While the arm of the bandit on the opposite side was trembling due to the collision of the weapon and shield, the long sword in Kiel's right hand stabbed forward. With the faint light of the short-lived Mars flying in the air, the entire long sword was A brain pierced into the chest of the bandit on the opposite side.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Behind the bandit, Igna saw everything clearly. He rushed forward while gnashing his teeth, kicking the back of the bandit whose chest had been pierced.
Because he guessed that Kiel would definitely take the long sword pierced into his chest back by taking advantage of his backward steps.
Igna didn't give the opponent a chance, he kicked out directly, causing the bandit in front of him to stagger forward, blocking the possibility of the opponent withdrawing his sword. Taking advantage of the situation, he leaned down himself, and the two daggers held in both hands were like attacking poisonous snakes, stinging on the opponent's thigh.
When Kiel retreated, he found that the bandit he stabbed also staggered and fell towards him. Before he could push the man back with the shield of his left arm, the thigh of his right leg felt as if it had been stabbed. attack.
Looking down, he found that the dagger-wielding bandit was using the gap in the alley to attack him, but the opponent's dagger was too light, and unless it was a long cut, it would be difficult to pierce the armor on his thigh.
Seeing that the attack didn't work, the bandit gritted his teeth like a devil. Seizing the opportunity, Kiel released the hilt of his right hand, wiped his right hand on his waist, and pulled out his dagger to stab the bandit directly. Head, face and neck.
The blood flashed, Igna didn't expect this person's counterattack to come so fast, but he barely dodged the opponent's unexpected dagger attack.
The sharp steel dagger made a deep **** on Igna's forehead, and at the same time, half of his right ear was cut off.
Enduring the pain, he rolled backwards, dodging Kiel's next kick.
Kiel put away the dagger, then gripped the hilt of the long sword still stuck in the bandit's chest again, stepped back again, and drew his long sword.
The rest of the bandits swarmed forward without fear of death. They used knives and swords, and one of them even took a small hammer for blacksmithing.
Kiel relied on the shield and fought while retreating. From time to time, he stabbed along the shield with his long sword, and blood was bound to be seen every time he attacked.
With the development of the battle situation, Kiel felt that he had remembered the technique of receiving city gate guards in the backyard of the Foxtail Chamber of Commerce, and he really learned it at this time.
He put the long sword no longer close to the shield, but put it on the right shoulder. After blocking an attack from the bandit in front of him with the shield, he directly chopped off a bandit's head with the sword.
Or, he slashed down the long sword obliquely, cutting off another bandit's neck. The blood spurting from the bandit's neck dyed the surroundings into a blood mist, and the cloak on Kiel's body was dyed a faint red by the small blood beads.
Then there was the bandit with the little hammer.
Kiel took a hammer blow from the opponent, and when they saw that the blow had no effect, the other bandits lost their fighting spirit.
With the continuous hammering of the small hammer, Kiel approached forward and backward. When the few of them saw back and forth, the fallen and injured bandits were all trampled to death by them.
Bandits may also pay a little attention not to step on their fallen accomplices during the battle, and Keel did it on purpose. Every time when defending with the shield, Kiel stepped on the injured bandit's body or neck with his left foot. As the shield was stressed, he also transmitted the force to his left foot, crushing the bandit's chest and cervical spine alive. Die under pressure.
Kiel pushed forward, and after a dozen attacks, the bandit whose arm was numb was knocked out of his weapon.
Immediately afterwards, Kiel attached the long sword to the front of the shield, and stretched out his right hand suddenly. The sharp blade cut off half of the face of the bandit in front of him. Parted from the middle of the nose, the face bone and the palate of the root of the nose teeth were cut off by this blow.
The bandit wanted to howl, but he could only let out an inaudible roar from his throat. Then, a large amount of blood gushed out from the severed part and penetrated into the bandit's throat, causing the bandit to cough uncontrollably.
It's a pity that he has lost half of his mouth and his entire nose.
The bandit put his hands on his face, turned around to seek help from his accomplices, but surprised the two bandits behind him. Even though they each had several lives in their hands, facing such a horrific scene, their teeth chattered in fright.
Igona pinched his bleeding ear with one hand, and looked at the horrifying severed face of his accomplice in front of him. He lost all courage. He turned around and ran back, opened the wooden door at the end of the alley, and asked his leader, known as ' Old Fez of the Lame Catcher calls for help.
Such an opponent, probably only his boss's astonishing skill can defeat him.
Keel saw how well the blow worked, scaring away the dagger-wielding bandit he had fought with. Kiel's eyes rolled, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out again. The sword entered the back of the bandit's head with his back turned, pierced out from the broken face of the other party, and cut off the man's tongue by the way.
The last bandit in the alley was hit in the face with his broken tongue, and the **** hot touch made his soul almost fly out of his body. The body trembled for a while, and then the bandit fell to the ground with weak legs and feet, staring blankly at the shielded enemy.
Kiel panted non-stop. He drew out the long sword that pierced through the enemy's head. Seeing that the last bandit seemed to be so frightened that he lost the ability to resist, he raised the sword in his hand and struck the bandit's head with a sword, killing the bandit. The bandit's head was split in half.
Wipe his long sword with the clothes of the dead bandit, and wipe off the muddy liquid like blood and brains.
Kiel looked down at the front of the retracted shield, and found that there was only one shallow ax hacking mark on the entire front of the shield.
It seems that the strength of this metal shield is very high, such a bandit's full attack can be firmly received, and the front of the shield is not damaged.
Kiel stroked the metal front of the shield and thought it was a good shield.
Cut off the scattered and split rags on the front of the shield, so as not to let them hinder the next battle.
Keel walked to the end of the alley and kicked open the half-open wooden door.
Inside is a small yard. The neat small vegetable plots and all kinds of utensils in the yard have been trampled and destroyed by the bandits in the past few days.
In the yard, there is a small two-story wooden house.
The light of the yellow light came from the open door of the small house, and inside the house, the two last bandits stood there, each holding a weapon, waiting to engage.
Kiel's footsteps were staggered, with his shield in front of him, and his long sword slanted down on the ground casually, tapping the ground under his feet lightly.
Seeing Kiel's offensive and defensive appearance, an old bandit in front of him snorted and squinted at his subordinates beside him.
Igna, who was glanced at, lowered his head, and simply bandaged his head, which simply stopped the bleeding from his ears. If the other side can come in, it means that all their accomplices outside are dead. This man is really powerful. If his leader can't beat the other party, then all of them will die in Bingxun Pass.
Death is terrible, but for Igna, what is really terrible is that he will never see his children in the cave lair again.
He has been out and working hard for many years, and he has seen a lot of life and death, and he really understands how easy life is to disappear. And his child is the kind that seems to disappear most easily in this world.
Her hands and feet are small, and her body is also small. When she doesn't have enough to eat, she will cry. Usually at this time, he would slap his mother-in-law and ask her to feed the child quickly. Compared to the wife that the chief forced to him, what he really cares about is the child that the wife gave him.
own children.
This was not the case for Igna, although he was not good to the woman who gave him the gift, but he himself clearly knew the fragility of life. After all, the dagger in his hand took the lives of many people, whether it was an accomplice who wanted to rebel, or other bandit gangs who wanted to blackmail, whether it was an innocent traveler, or someone who didn't want to buy life for some passing money. out of the caravan.
He killed a lot of people of all kinds.
This made him look like a walking dead for a while, he would follow whatever the other bandits were doing. Until the old Fith felt that he was still alive, he personally raised him, let him have a child, and personally let him raise his own child.
Igona came back to his senses and looked at the warrior in hard armor outside the door. He grinned, licked his lips for the last time, and left the curved dagger he had snatched on the ground. Holding his long-used dagger, he decided to fight to the last moment.
If he died, then he would feel nothing, after all, he knew so well the perishability of life. He only hoped that his child could be adopted by other bandits.
It doesn't matter if you get some beatings, as long as you can grow up.
It doesn't matter if you don't have enough to eat, after all, he is dead.
In the future, when he grows up, it doesn't matter if he becomes a bandit like him.
It's okay to get hurt a little, as long as you survive.
It doesn't matter if you suffer a little bit, after all, bandits are like this.
In the end, live longer, don't die early in a small place like him.
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Old Fez stared at the opposite soldier, he didn't know who this person was, but it was obvious that this person destroyed his plan. No longer a good fighter in the plan, it completely messed up his plan.
"Let me think about it, from the time when those people fled, to when they came to Bingxun Pass today, the pursuit team I sent has had an effect, right?" Old Fez took two steps forward with a limp, clapping his hands The sword at the waist.
This is a weapon that he finally brought into Bingxun Pass with his connections. With his saber in hand, he was still a little interested in chatting with the other party.
Kiel heard that the other party was interested in talking. Although he held the idea and belief of killing all these bandits, it would be okay to chat with the other party before the battle started.
After all, the longer the time dragged on, the more likely it was that the soldiers from Bingxun Pass would arrive. He is a warrior with a clean fortune, and the opposite is a bandit with blood and debts. It is the opponent who should be afraid of him.
So if it takes time, he doesn't object. Fighting is also possible, but it's just a matter of whether the bandits died in his hands or in the hands of soldiers in the end.
As long as you can avenge the people, it's fine.
Although it would make him feel better to do it himself.
Just as Keir was about to say something, the old bandit on the opposite side started talking on his own.
"You don't need to answer, it must have had an effect. But the effect is not great, because those subordinates who are still good have met you. Hmm, a fiasco? Annihilation? Or did you deal with them for a while?" Old Fith slapped his hand. With a saber at his waist, he stroked his well-maintained gray beard with one hand.
Just as Keir was about to speak, the hand stroking his beard made a stop gesture.
"Hmph. It doesn't matter. With your skills, they can't avoid losses. But the number of fleeing people in the hotel is not the same. These people must have suffered losses. After all, you are only one person, and dozens of people are fighting together , you can’t take care of it at all.”
Keir didn't know what the old bandit on the opposite side had imagined, why did they fight with the bandit who was chasing him?
But Keir learned to be smart, and he stopped talking. After all, the person opposite must be the kind of person who only cares about talking to himself. After that, the old bandit will die anyway, so let him talk more now.
"Although I don't know where you came from, I still have to kill you. Although your skills are good, I can see that you are mostly relying on that metal shield and the full cover Excellent armor. Babababa, your long sword is also good, not cheap stuff. Then, why are you fighting against us?" Old Fith put his hand on the handle of the saber at his waist , Pulled the lock on the scabbard to release his weapon.
Keel remained silent. Sure enough, the old guy had his own opinion about the answer.
"Hehe, hehe. The expensive weapons and equipment all over the body, after such a big incident happened in the hotel, can still get rid of the guarding soldiers and the investigation checkpoint garbage. Whose spy are you? Svalon? (Ice flood pass Chief Clerk) Pasha? (Chief Taxation Officer of Bingxun Pass) or?" After saying this, Old Faith was silent for a while, and then he continued: "Claw?"
Kiel raised his head slightly. Knight Crowe will start teaching him how to become a strong knight in the spring of next year. Although he has not officially become the other party's apprentice, how to say, he still has respect for this name.
Old Fez kept his eyes on the warrior on the opposite side. Seeing the opponent's behavior after hearing the name Crowe, he guessed that it was the person sent by the Crowe knight.
"It seems to be the famous Knight Crowe. Let me tell you, when did such a meddlesome person appear in the Ice Flood Pass? That Knight Crowe finally can't stand us bandits anymore." Old Fei Si said so, but there was no fear on his face. He was a guy who licked blood with a knife all his life and used his head on his belt as a water bottle. He had not faced dangerous situations once or twice.
Although he was not afraid, Igna who was beside him became worried. He had heard of the name of the Knight Claw before. In the rank of knights, he is also a real strong man who is hard to meet.
They have been very careful not to provoke each other before, even if the other party organizes militias to pay off their bandits every year, these bandits dare not provoke the knight.
In the beginning, they didn't even provoke each other's territory - Bingxun Pass, for fear that after causing trouble here, they would provoke angry knights. It wasn't until a few years later that they realized that the knight seemed to be in conflict with the person in charge of Bingxun Pass. He never saw the other party patrolling his territory, and he lived and worked in Kendall City all year round.
Later they heard that as long as Ice Flood Pass pays enough taxes and territorial taxes to Crow Knight every year, Crow Knight will not interfere with the normal affairs of Bing Flood Pass. At this time, they, the bandits, dared to run wild on the nearby trade roads, and Bingxun Pass also started to act wantonly.
And now that Igna heard old Fez say that the young soldier opposite was under Lord Knight's subordinates, he had a premonition that something bad was going on.
Is the cave lair, which was safe in the past, really safe? The other party knew the exact location of the cave from the escaped people, and he really had no idea what the result of this year's militia payment would be.
He looked at his boss, the old Fez was stable, it seemed that Knight Crowe intervened in the affairs of the Ice Flood Pass and the bandits, and it was no longer beyond his expectations and plans~www.mtlnovel.com~ Igna was relieved Well, it doesn't matter if he dies by himself, after all, he has already looked down on the life and death of himself and others, but his child, he still hopes that his child will grow up normally.
Old Fith slowly drew out his saber, the long saber was pulled out from the scabbard, the shiny blade reflected the light of the lights behind the old Fez.
With the rotation of his wrist, the reflected knife light scattered out. He wiped the blade lightly with his fingers, and the blade coated with anti-rust grease was not flawed at all. He stretched out his hand and swung it backwards. Igna quickly handed the soft cloth he usually used to wipe daggers to Old Fez.
Old Fith wiped the blade with a soft cloth, wiping off the anti-rust grease on the blade.
Distantly pointing at Kiel in the yard with his saber, Old Fith said: "I got this weapon from a plundered caravan. It was made by a famous blacksmith. I killed many people with it. They are all fighters worth fighting for. Today, I hope to add your name to its record."
Keir heard the other party's words and realized that at this time, they still didn't know each other's names. Keel bumped his long sword against the shield and said loudly: "Kendall warrior, Joe Keel."
Old Fith chuckled: "One of the five leaders of the Pocket Hole, 'The Lame Catcher' Condel Fith."
Igona lowered his body and stretched out his dagger. He also said, "The bandit in the pocket hole, Nako-Igona."
Kiel frowned under the helmet. The other party was actually only one of the five leaders of the bag hole. So, there are four more like the other party?
And the dagger-wielding bandit who fought against him a few times was just an ordinary bandit?
In this way, his calculation of the strength of the robbers in the bag hole will have to be greatly increased.