Keel noticed the bandits fleeing in the wasteland in the distance. Those strangely dressed guys seemed to be frightened by the flame magic just now, so Keel didn't find it strange that they fled.
He himself was intimidated by the underestimated magic dagger.
It is unimaginable that the magic dagger captured during the march is so powerful. Roughly starting from the dagger, a narrow fan-shaped area in front of it was completely scorched by the high-temperature magic flame. The enemy turned into scorched black skeletons, and even the soil on the ground was enveloped in high temperature and hot air, evaporating a little water in the soil.
Become dry and dry.
There were more than a dozen people under the fat bandit, but they were all shocked by what happened before. At this time, the battle with the young refugees had lost the fighting power that had suppressed the refugees just now.
If it wasn't so difficult to escape from the battle, it is estimated that these people would find a way to escape back.
How could it be possible, Kiel just took a fancy to the weapons and equipment of these bandits tonight, even if he lost many young refugees, he would try to arm them as much as possible.
Just don't spend his money.
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Kiel turned to the south and west, where a group of more than ten bandits, no, bandits who looked like well-trained soldiers, were facing him across the creek with some hesitation.
Kiel noticed that most of the other party's eyes were on him, and the other half were on the bandits who were surrounded by young refugees but were still fighting.
But he didn't put a little bit on the refugees under him.
It seemed that some of the most numerous people present were actually the least important part of the battle.
Kiel hunted and tapped the shield on his left arm with his long sword, making a bang bang sound: "Hey! Come here if you want to fight. What are you doing standing there? Come! Fight!"
But the team of elite bandits who was so provoked by Kiel was not moved. He saw a person in the other team running quickly towards the way they came, as if to inform and pass on the news.
"Coward! Pooh!"
Keir spat, then only focused on these people, then turned and killed the bandits under the stubborn fat man.
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These guys are completely surrounded by young refugees who dare to fight.
Some people approached them with burning firewood, preventing these bandits from escaping. There were also young people who picked up the stones that had fallen before and threw them at the stubborn bandits when they saw the opportunity.
Every bandit was surrounded by one or two gang young refugees holding weapons they had picked up. As soon as the bandit's attention was distracted, these young men who liked to sneak up on people immediately screamed and rushed to chop.
Kiel shook his head as he watched. He strode forward and shouted: "Get out of the way, drive them together, and I'll deal with them alone!"
The young refugees who had been in high spirits were all relieved to see that Kiel Knight finally came to fight.
The circle surrounding the bandits quickly expanded, and everyone drove the stubborn bandits together, and these bandits also subconsciously approached their companions.
When the robbers leaned back against each other nervously, they suddenly realized something.
The young knight standing in front of him won't let out that terrifying magical flame to burn them all together, right?
On a battlefield where curses, roars, and howls were mixed, these bandits were like rats trapped in a cave by poisonous snakes.
While cursing in despair, he tried to fight with his back.
But Kiel didn't release the magic flames to them in despair, after all, the magic power in the heartfire dagger is also very precious. He raised his sword shield and approached slowly.
More than a dozen bandits gathered in a circle back to back, watching the young knight getting closer, finally someone couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward with a roar.
This man was tall and strong, with a bald head and a murderous face. Holding a two-handed ax covered in flesh and blood, I don't know how many innocent young refugees were chopped down in the short confrontation just now.
As soon as this person stepped forward, all the young refugees surrounded by him noticed him, and seeing the blood and flesh stained on the opponent's weapon, everyone's eyes were tearing apart.
"My lord! Please kill him! He just chopped Tony in our village in half!"
"Little Yawen from our village was only sixteen years old, and his head was chopped off by this executioner just now!"
But Keir was unmoved, unaffected by what his fellow refugees around him said.
He tapped the shield lightly with his long sword, signaling the man to come up and fight.
"Ahhhhh! Fight to the death today!"
The tall bald bandit roared angrily, swung the two-handed battle ax in his hand and struck heavily.
Kiel gasped, then raised his left hand, and took the initiative to meet the heavy slashing battle axe.
Boom! Keir's body did not shake, and he steadily caught the opponent's slash. This hard-wired move confused the tall bandits who took the initiative to attack.
The opponent was about to retract the ax on the shield, and then slashed again, but Keel took a step forward, and the long sword slashed out.
Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh
As if a ragged leather bag had been scratched, the bandit's abdomen was cut off directly, and more than half of the waist at the height of the belly was directly cut off by the long sword horizontal cut just now.
The bandit was dumbfounded, and before he recovered, he still wanted to fight, but as soon as his arms moved, his waist, which couldn't bear the strength, collapsed directly, and the whole person fell to the ground.
It turned out that the muscles and other body tissues in the front of his waist and abdomen responsible for supporting the body were torn apart by the horizontal sword just now. Relying solely on the spine at the back of his waist, he couldn't support any of his next major movements at all.
Kiel squatted down with the shield in his left hand and smashed the bandit's head directly.
"Very good!"
"Kill them all!"
Kiel kicked the two-handed battle ax held by the bandits aside, and then tapped the shield with the long sword, signaling the bandits to come up to their deaths.
Several familiar bandits looked at each other, and then the four of them came out together, regardless of the shouts of other bandits behind them, deciding to fight for their own life and death.
The four of them were half a meter apart from each other, two in front and two in back, and they came towards him in a trapezoidal shape.
With a cold snort, Kiel picked up the corpse in front of him with his combat boots, then picked it up and smashed the corpse at the four attacking bandits.
The one on the left of the two people in front directly slashed the machete in his hand, just in time to cut off the lumbar spine of the bald bandit just now, causing two pieces of the corpse to fly past him.
But Keir's target is not him, but the one next to him. Taking advantage of the space where the man on the left was slashing heavily with a knife, Kiel slammed forward and leaped forward, which was completely beyond everyone's expectations, and directly hit the man with his shield.
The bandit also carried a thick wooden shield in his hand, but it was the protective shield that killed him. At the moment when Kiel was getting closer and closer, he subconsciously lifted the shield against the flying corpse, blocked the line of sight.
That's what Gere wanted, and then he put all his weight on the sudden thrust.
Shield against shield, defense against assault.
Unsurprisingly, Kiel not only jumped fast, but also weighed far more than the bandit in terms of weight and weapons and equipment. With a loud bang, the bandit holding the shield was slammed into the air. out.
The wooden shield in this man's hand fell apart, and the left arm holding the shield twisted and turned, and even the left chest next to the left arm was sunken inward abnormally.
The bandit sprayed blood and a broken tongue from his mouth, and fell backwards into the refugee group ten meters away.
Haoxuan, another bandit who was standing behind this bandit holding a short spear, was not knocked down because of the trapezoidal formation, but he was immediately topped by Kiel.
Kiel himself had just bumped into the man and stood firmly at the bandit's original place, and then threw the long sword in his right hand, spinning and flying past stealthily like a rotating electric drill.
The gray-black long sword is not very conspicuous even on the battlefield illuminated by fire. If you don't pay attention, you will lose the trace of Kiel's weapon. Therefore, the bandit holding the spear and short spear did not respond to this unexpected throwing weapon. When he came over, his fellow bandit who was using a shield was knocked past him, and the next moment his chest was pierced by a thrown long sword.
Kiel didn't dare to use force when throwing his long sword, because his body was being strengthened by life energy at this moment. He was afraid that after throwing the long sword with all its strength, it would penetrate the bandit's chest and knock out the surrounding refugees. It was also injured by the penetration kill.
After unexpectedly killing the two of them, Kiel directly raised his left hand to block the heavy slash of the bandit's machete beside him.
when!
The opponent knew that it was a moment of life and death, so he didn't dare to stop waving his weapon for a moment. It is to use one's own offensive to suppress the knight as the enemy, and to create opportunities for one's companions to win or kill the opponent.
The last member of the team of four was a bandit who used a long sword. He was tall and had long hands. After making a fake move with the long sword, he changed the direction and stabbed at Kiel's right armpit.
At this moment, Keir felt that there was something about the other party, knowing that this part of the armor was one of the main weaknesses of the connection.
The right arm was slammed against the body, and the tip of the tricky long sword was clamped inside the arm.
The bandit slammed on the hilt of his sword, with both hands on it, but Keel clung to it so hard he couldn't go down.
The finger part was much smoother and harder to grasp. The opponent tried to pull out the long sword, but Kiel clenched his fingers tightly and exerted force. Then, with a pull, the long sword made of fine steel was directly broken by Kiel.
"snort!"
With a heavy snort, Kiel pulled the broken long sword towards him, and directly pulled the bandit close to his body. Then follow the right boot up and down.
"ah!!"
The entire sole of the opponent's foot was stepped heavily into the soil on the ground by Kiel.
People often rest in this open space beside the commercial road, so the ground here is fairly solid. When Kiel stepped his feet into such a solid ground with his combat boots, it goes without saying that all the metacarpal bones of the other party must have been trampled off. up.
Even more than that, visible to the naked eye, when Kiel lifted the sole of his foot again, there was still blood dripping from the bottom of the boot.
The right hand released the opponent's long sword, and then grabbed the palm of the hand upwards, grabbing the neck of the bandit who was still howling.
Just as the bandit machete on the left came again, Kiel swung his body and lifted the bandit caught in his right hand to the left side of his body, using the enemy's body to resist the enemy's attack.
"Step aside!!"
The bandit who made the machete shouted, but he couldn't hold back his weapon no matter what, and directly dropped the blade of the machete on the shoulder of his companion, whoosh!
An arm attached to the shoulder fell to the ground.
The person who had been cut fainted from the pain, and Kiel squeezed his right hand tightly, crushing the bandit's neck alive.
Flesh and broken blood vessels were squeezed out from the palm of the steel, and in the end only one stubborn cervical vertebra was still held in his hand.
The shield in his left hand slammed into the bandit's body hard, and the force of the blow tore off the man's cervical spine, and then Kiel threw the cervical spine with his head attached to the only remaining bandit in front of him.
boom.
The bandit seemed to be terrified. He was hit by his companion's head, and he was dumbfounded, unable to speak, and did not make any other movements. Kiel waved his hand and snatched the machete that was still dripping from the man's hand, and then pushed him with his shield. Kicked the man and pushed him to the ground: "Come here, tie him up. I want to live."
Turning around, the last six back-to-back bandits seemed terrified by the successive blows.
They all squatted down and put the weapons in their hands on the ground. But what Keir said next seemed to knock them down into the bottomless abyss.
"As for you, did I say to let you survive? To interrogate intelligence information, a person who has lost the will to fight is enough."
After the bandits heard this, they immediately grabbed the weapons that had just been placed on the ground, but with a flash of white light, the machete in Kiel's hand was thrown out, turned over and stabbed in the face of a bandit, and one of the six was eliminated.
Keir didn't pick up the long sword stuck in the dead body on the ground to hunt and kill, he directly held his shield and strode towards the remaining five bandits rushing forward.
No one dared to go head-to-head with an armored and shielded knight like Kiel, so when Kiel charged forward, the five bandits all spread out to the left and right, trying to avoid the impact of Kiel's shield.
Because they have all seen it, being hit like this is no different from being dead. Even more painful.
The guy who was knocked into the air before fell into the crowd of young refugees and was directly beaten to death by stones and various weapons. The painful wailing lasted at least half a minute.
But Kiel didn't pick up the long sword to hunt, because he planned to test another magic of the heartfire dagger.
The shield impact was just a cover. When he was halfway through the charge, he slowed down and jumped sideways. He grabbed his right hand directly at his waist and drew out the dagger to stab straight.
The bandit he faced had no idea that Kiel was targeting him at all, and he was relieved that he seemed to be able to dodge the impact of the shield, but then he saw a fiery red dagger stabbing straight at his abdomen.
This bandit is holding two wave-shaped short swords. The shape of this weapon has a lot of origins, and it is a weapon used in the hot kingdom area near the sea in the south.
It was able to appear in the kingdom of St. Halls, which is relatively north, and I don’t know how many twists and turns along the way, it finally ended up in the hands of this bandit today.
The bandit raised the two wave-shaped short swords in his hand, just in time to form the X character to hold the deadly thrust of Kiel's dagger.
But before the bandit figured out why Kiel's stab was not powerful enough, a short word came from under the visor of the metal helmet covered in blood on the front.
The voice was cold and slightly curious.
"Hot!"
As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the bandit wielding double daggers lit up, and then he lost consciousness.
Kiel could see it clearly. After the heart-fire dagger held by the opponent read the hot short words, a magic spark like a small lightning suddenly shot forward from the fiery red dagger. This spark was only ten centimeters long. It doesn't sound powerful, after all, it's too short.
But then the magic spark suddenly turned into a scalding high-temperature flame in the magic reaction that Kiel didn't know, and it sprayed forward in the shape of a sword.
The head and face of this unlucky bandit happened to be facing the heart fire dagger, so the high-heat flame instantly engulfed the bandit with his shoulder up.
Keel felt the opponent's weapon lose strength, so he retracted the dagger and turned around.
Interestingly, Keel found that the heartfire dagger spewed out a high-temperature flame more than one meter long, but it didn't stop. Even if his thumb has been detached from the magic ruby on the gauntlet at this time.
Although his right hand holding the flame-throwing dagger was very close to the flames, it didn't look very hot. It seemed that the magician who made it must have noticed this place.
Otherwise, it would be ridiculous if the user was burned to death before the enemy.
It is estimated that this magic dagger will be difficult to sell again.
The remaining four bandits looked at the young knight wearing metal armor, holding a metal shield in one hand, and a flaming long sword in the other, and they asked again in unison: "Master Knight! Please let us low Would you please surrender? I beg you!"
Keir didn't say a word. He had no intention of letting any bandit live. The captured bandit would also be dealt with after he found out the bandit's lair and found the other's lair.
He swung the magic dagger with sword-shaped flames in his right hand. The weight and power of this dagger made him feel uncertain.
Compared with the long sword hunt, the weight is too light, so that his body feels active because of the battle at this time, that little weight is like nothing. Not to mention the heartfire magic dagger, even the tens of kilograms of full-cover metal armor he was wearing at this time, he felt that the weight of this thing was about the same.
And the power of the heartfire magic dagger also made Kiel uncertain. He was afraid that this thing would hurt him, so at this moment, he is not as silent and full of fighting power as the bandits and refugees around him seem to be. He placed it to prevent the flame of the magic dagger from burning himself.
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Seeing that the knight Kiel didn't answer, the four last bandits tore off their pitiful appearances, and once again showed the ferocious faces they had killed in battle not long ago.
Such is the cunning beast, with only two faces.
On the one hand, they are weaker than them, cunning and cruel. One side is stronger than them, I beg forgiveness.
Only those who have not seen their two faces for a short time will be hurt by their two faces.
And those who have seen it will no longer be deceived by such a beast in the future.
"Kill them!"
"My lord ~www.mtlnovel.com~ kill them!"
"Kill them! Kill them!"
"Kill! Kill!"
Dozens of hundreds of young refugees around shouted like this, and the voice gradually increased.
The four bandits were like river fish thrown into the desert, thrashing about in despair, trying to breathe.
But only the flames of the four flames flashed, and the four charred half-body corpses fell on the ground repeatedly soaked in blood.
"Hot."
Keel gripped the magic ruby on the dagger and whispered the short word again.
Immediately, the heartfire magic dagger no longer emitted high-heat flames. Kiel touched the fiery red dagger with his fingers covered with steel armor and cowhide, and found that the dagger didn't feel hot at all, and even felt a little cold.
He didn't understand the specific principles of magic weapons, so he put away his curiosity and put the dagger back into the dagger sheath at his waist.
Then he shouted at the young refugees who were screaming excitedly around him: "Be quiet, take up the weapons of the bandits, and prepare to fight! There are still enemies!"
Keel turned to look across the creek to the south, and as expected, the hardest scene had just begun.
Another three bands of bandits, the same as the previous team of elite bandits, came out of the woods neatly.
Someone in the bandits was lighting a torch. Keel saw a bandit leader riding a prairie horse slowly walking out of the woods under the guard of the bandits around him.
This man's spectrum is quite big, and behind the prairie horse he is riding, there are several followers who do not carry weapons.
"What the hell. It looks like this. Those who know it are a group of bandits who plundered to make a living. Those who don't know it think it is some noble master who is traveling."
Keir pushed aside the people blocking the way and came to the front of the crowd, muttering.