Kiel bypassed the wide-area fog released by the monsters, walked on the edge of the fog, and came to the position where they attacked the bandit camp before.
Following the snow trails left by the previous attack, Kiel quickly found his backpack. Carefully taking out the small wooden box containing red-eyed mushroom candy pills from the backpack, Keel poured out one and put it in his mouth.
It's sweet, but not bad in taste.
But once the mushroom powder inside melts, it's like chewing a piece of rotten wood, and it's as uncomfortable as taking traditional Chinese medicine.
After tidying up, Keel climbed up the big tree beside him and saw the current location of the monster. It seems that the other party is still in place. Is it difficult for the monster to deal with those bandits?
It seems that they overestimated the monsters and underestimated those bandits.
Thinking so, Keel slid down the big tree, hung his backpack on the branch, and walked in that direction by himself.
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"Throw!!" Little Coslus roared, and he directed the remaining bandits to launch another defensive counterattack.
He himself followed the other bandits, ignited a ignited firewood at one end, and threw it out along with other weapons. The other bandits threw a small number of throwing weapons, swinging their arms and spinning, in the direction of the limb of the monster that suddenly appeared from the white mist and snatched away a person just now.
The slender and sharp limbs suddenly sprang out from the thick and cold white mist, and after stabbing a bandit, they were pulled and dragged into the mist. The continuous sneak attacks made the surviving bandits tense and panicked. They could only tightly gather themselves in front of the previously burning fire, relying on this weak fire to dispel the dense fog that was constantly trying to approach.
Every time the bandits who were dragged into the dense fog screamed, they became more and more nervous. Some bandits breathed heavily, trying to let the cold air cool down their frightened and trembling bodies. Some of the bandits who had hidden drinks with them couldn't bear the treasure any longer, and took out the drinks that they usually cherished and dared not drink, and poured them down their throats in large gulps.
On the one hand, they felt that they were doomed, wouldn't it be a waste if they didn't drink the wine now? On the other hand, they also try to use these things to numb themselves, trying to forget everything that is deadly around them.
The bandit leaders were also arguing with each other, and the constant sneak attack casualties made them burnt out. Some people think that all should attack in one direction, run out of the white mist released by the monsters, and retreat into the forest. Some people think that even if they move into the forest, the monster doesn't have long legs, it can follow behind them, cover them with thick fog, and eat them one by one.
If this is the case, it would be better for all of them to rush forward to fight to the death with a burning stick when a monster attacked them.
These two guys were arguing, and no one could argue with the other. The other bandits were closely surrounding them, supporting each other in their plans that they believed to be reliable. They didn't even care which bandit gang they belonged to.
That's meaningless, now is a critical moment, the team's punishment is useless, after all, even if it is punishment, you have to live, right?
If everyone died here today, then it would make no difference which team you were originally in.
In addition, the old Kosrus people are relatively stable. They have dealt with Warcraft before, and this reason makes them believe that the old Kosrus can lead them through difficulties.
Moreover, most of the people who resisted the sneak attack of Warcraft and fought back were their people. The members of the other bandit gangs have long since run out of weapons to throw, at most they still have their last weapon.
But no one would put it down or throw it, because without it, they would be slaughtered.
And what was old Kosrus doing?
He is choosing.
Facts have proved that he underestimated this magical beast that would be driven by the knights. This guy is not at the same level as the Warcraft he dealt with before.
Until now, they have not been able to see the appearance of the monster, but they are constantly being attacked by the limbs of the monster. Just like this, they are almost finished.
What should we do in the current situation?
He had another idea, but it made him hesitate.
Once this idea is implemented, it will be difficult for him to lead his subordinates in the future. Most of the people who have been trained over the years will leave his management. And this place is definitely not going to last.
If this place still exists afterwards.
Seeing the appearance of those two idiots, old Kosrus finally made a difficult decision.
He traded his son, and assembled his men.
This action attracted the attention of the other two surviving bandit gangs, and it was impossible not to pay attention. After all, the only ones who could resist the monsters at this time were old Kosrus and his gang. And their group of people are already remnants and defeated generals, frightened birds, without much fighting ability.
"Old Kosrus! How about it, do you think our plan is the only one that can survive at this time?"
"Yes, your decision is very important. Although you are not satisfied, whichever plan you choose now, we have to choose which way."
The two bandit leaders stood close to two fires, and shouted at Old Coslus in front of the other fire.
And all the bandits at the scene looked at the old guy, hoping that this old bandit could create another legend and lead everyone to escape from the fog of the monster, or kill that monster.
but.
The old guy ignored the other bandits. He first whispered something to his son, which caused great panic and uneasiness to the young Coslus.
He began to shake his head in denial. But the old Kosrus slapped his son, which caused the shock of his bandits, then pulled his son's head into his arms, patted his shoulder, and whispered something in his son's ear.
Kosrus Jr. agreed anyway.
In this way, the two of them didn't care about the other bandits, but just called their cronies to their side and whispered to them about the old Coslus' plan.
The bandits were taken aback at first, but soon, the deadly situation made these cold-blooded guys quickly make a choice, and they unanimously supported the old Coslus' plan.
Each of these cronies has one or two friends, and when they are all added up, they are basically the vast majority of old Kosrus's gang.
Until this time, the other bandits didn't feel anything other than the dangerous and strange situation. They were either shivering in fear, crowding around the burning fire, praying with gods in the sky, and Very much looking forward to the next person to be attacked by a monster is not himself, but other bandits.
Or, the bandit with wine sticks his tongue into the flagon he is carrying, trying to get more wine with his tongue, using alcohol to numb himself, and give himself a little more false courage.
Or, it is a small group of several people close together, guaranteeing to each other that if a monster sneak attacks them, they must unanimously hold the person attacked tightly, even if they are seriously injured, they must not let the person attacked He was dragged alive into the white mist, and treated terribly by the monsters. But the bandits slapped their chests loudly, but the rolling eyes and pale faces made every word of these scumbags seem like ropes made of air, as if they were tied together, but they seemed to be tied together. No.
But these guys don't know that the real danger is not the monsters in the white fog, but by their side.
Old Kosrus waited for a while, confirming that everyone in the gang knew about his plan, and no one clearly objected. He couldn't help but feel a little fear of his subordinates, as if he was meeting them for the first time, commanding these guys, if they were not more cold-blooded and cruel than them, how could they be able to control them.
Pulling out the thick machete from his waist, the old Kosrus quickly glanced around his men, and all of them drew their weapons. Looking at their old leader, the old Kosrus said: "No A planned escape will only turn into a rout of destruction, and a reckless assault will only lead to death in vain! And I have a third choice!"
After a pause, he took advantage of the fact that other bandit gangs beside the fire not far away had not reacted, and then said: "Let others die for us, and we will take this opportunity to escape from this hell!"
He roared, "Kill them!"
Little Kosrus didn't ride a horse. He swung his long-handled round hammer and shouted at the same time: "Come with me! Go!!"
The gangsters under him, who had already accumulated huge pressure from the continuous sneak attacks of the monsters, roared at the same time, followed closely by their young leader, and launched an attack on the other two gangs of bandits.
"kill!!"
They don't have much to do in the face of monsters. After all, monsters hide in the white mist as a whole, and they won't face you head-on at all. They have nowhere to use their strength. But in the face of other bandits, these guys who have always looked down on other bandits don't care at all.
"What! Old guy! Are you crazy?" A bandit leader asked loudly, but his trembling hands clenched the weapon revealed his panic and bewilderment.
"What are you doing! Everyone will die like this! You must be crazy! Don't stand still, fight back, fight back!" Another bandit leader brandished a weapon and commanded his subordinates loudly.
But the bandits who had already lost control due to the continuous sneak attacks of monsters, faced those people who suddenly attacked, they just panicked and didn't know what to do. Everyone usually does black and white things, but in today's extreme environment, facing the allies who suddenly attack, they still don't know what to do.
Some people feel that you are treacherous and resolutely fight back.
Some people felt that this was letting everyone go to a dead end, and rushed into the white mist screaming and giving up on themselves.
Some people think that this is a good opportunity for chaos, and they take the people they know and rush straight in the direction where there have been no monsters.
There are also people guarding the leader, constantly persuading his leader to run away and finish the job.
Some people even think that they can enter the white mist outside the range of the fire for a short time, enter for a short time, and then come out, and directly kill the old Kosrus, killing this crazy guy.
Such a variety of chaos.
Little Coslus rushed to the front. He raised his long-handled round hammer and charged directly, directly hitting a bandit who was closest to him. The companions behind him followed closely, and they all stayed close to each other to maintain the formation. This is to provide space for the companions behind to attack.
"Throw!" Old Koslus watched clearly from behind. He commanded, seeing his son hand in hand with the rival bandit, he immediately asked the bandit behind him to throw the throwing weapon he had been preparing.
These weapons that can drive away monsters were thrown out in a wave of brains, and a roar came from the path of these deadly flying weapons across the air.
Immediately afterwards, there were tragic casualties from the bandits on the opposite side.
All kinds of flying axes cannot be blocked by animal skins to keep out the cold, and the bandits who are hit by them are all killed immediately.
And the small throwing hammer is even more insidious. The wooden handles of these small flying things are longer than the small hammer heads, and they fly over in a whirl. It is difficult to see the heavy small hammer that is not very conspicuous. After being hit, the large piece of bone was shattered, and then he could only lose his combat effectiveness, and was hacked to death by the men led by the little Coslus who rushed up. If you are unlucky and hit your head with a hammer, you will immediately lose consciousness and fall to the ground. And whether he can live after that depends on the random arrangement of the God of Destiny.
Sharp throwing knives are also very dangerous. This thing has no effect on monsters protected by carapaces, but it is just behind throwing axes when facing bandits protected only by animal skins. Although the flying knife is not fatal after being hit, it will make the attacked bandit lose the advantage in fighting. One-on-one is not the opponent of Koslus and the others.
With such momentum, Kosrus Jr. kept raising the weapon in his hand, and then smashed it down towards the stubborn enemy in front of him. Regardless of whether you have a shield or not, as long as such an attack hits, it is a fatal blow.
And if little Coslus could, he would first use the long attack distance of the long-handled round hammer to push the opponent down, then raise the weapon slightly, and then smash down hard. One by one, one by one, no one is his enemy.
Even if there is, he will be hit by the continuous throwing objects of his companions behind him, and he will either die or pass out. If he is lucky, he will only be hit by a throwing knife, but it will also greatly affect the combat effectiveness of the stubborn bandits.
Moreover, compared to the two bandits with a large number of people, the old Kosrus paid more attention to the combat strength of his men. Since occupying this forest that can survive the winter, they can collect the property of the bandits who came here to escape the militia in the winter, reducing the number of times they went out to spend time plundering caravans. This gives them more time for various training.
Old Kosrus has always wanted to avenge the knights who repeatedly destroyed his banditry career, but a large number of mediocre bandits proved to be unworkable, so he has been trying to train a small but elite team. Just kill any knight in an ambush.
At that time, he can let go of the obsession that has been hanging in his heart for decades, and it will be no problem to hand over the management and leadership of the team to his son.
But if you want to achieve your wish, you can't die here!
Seeing the timing, when the last bandits on the opposite side gathered to resist, the old Kosrus once again commanded his men to throw weapons together: "Throw!"
At the same time, a bandit who suddenly rushed out of the white mist charged at the old Kosrus, and the one-handed ax in his hand jumped up and slashed at the target heavily.
But the old Koslus, who had been a bandit all his life, was used to being attacked by people for a long time, and he had rich experience.
Take two quick steps back, just two steps, no more than one step. Then he aimed the thick machete in his hand at the opening of the opponent's attack, and then attacked from the bottom up, slashing at the empty bandit's abdomen.
With one knife, he cut open the opponent's abdomen and chest, barely splitting the opponent in two. The old Kosrus kicked the seriously injured guy away, followed by the attacking men, and continued to command the battle.
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The leaders of the other two bandit gangs could only retreat to the last fire and squeezed together. Facing the murdered old Kosrus' men and the young Kosrus, these panicked bandits didn't even dare to approach. The thick white mist is getting closer and closer, as if those white mist will die if they touch it.
Interestingly, when the two groups of bandits were fighting with each other, the monsters did not attack.
At least an obvious attack.
So what is it doing?
It circled around the small area where the fire was ignited, stuffing those bandits who thought the timing was right, or ran into the white mist with broken pots, into their mouths.
It's really great, you don't have to attack and capture them yourself, these bandits will often bury their heads and run wildly, trying to stay away from the **** battlefield behind them.
But how can they run fast in the thick snow? Just wading through the snow.
And the monster can extend its long black mouth a little ahead of the fleeing bandits, waiting for these guys who can't see the direction to crash into its mouth.
Some bandits who were still wary of it didn't get any better. Although they stopped in time and didn't crash into its mouth, the monster could swallow the bandits who tried to resist and run away as long as they stretched their mouth forward a little bit. .
Every bandit who saw its mouth was very interesting~www.mtlnovel.com~ They seemed to see something that they saw in a nightmare, screaming screams that would never be passed on, or shaking all over their bodies. Falling to the ground softly, or trying to attack it like crazy.
Useless.
The monster just raised its mouth and then slammed it down hard, smashing the resisting bandits to the ground. Although it is a pity that many **** internal organs in the body burst out of the torso after many bandits were smashed, but at least it is also interesting food, isn't it?
Unlike swallowing it whole, Warcraft tasted pretty good too.
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With his two-handed ax in hand, Kiel scanned the surroundings with eyes enhanced by red-eyed mushroom candy. For convenience, he lifted the visor of the helmet and quickly walked to the direction he saw before.
He knew that the movement ability of Warcraft was actually not strong, so rather than proceeding cautiously, maximizing movement was a good countermeasure.
Although the thick snow on the ground was very troublesome, Kiel stepped on the snow quickly under his own weight at this time, barely allowing himself to speed up.
Just as he calculated the distance, a figure approached from the side of him. Without thinking about it, Kiel took a step back, and then quickly slashed out with an axe.
Missed.
No, it was the metal top of the ax, gripped firmly by an armored palm.
"Be careful, wielding your weapon blindly will only bring you more enemies." A female voice came from where she was standing.
"Knight Lanessa? I'm so sorry, I thought it was a sneak attack from that monster." Realizing who it was, Kiel quickly retracted the axe, and the other party let go.
After getting a little closer, in the thick white mist, Kiel was finally able to confirm that it was Knight Lanisa.