Keir strode forward, kicked the opponent's leg directly, kicked the person down, and then subdued him to the ground.
Twisting the opponent's arm, Kiel turned the senior executive of the Scara Chamber of Commerce, who was temporarily blinded by the white flash, to the side of Knight Crowe.
Mr. Plant led someone over with an ugly face on horseback: "I know this person, he is a senior member of the Scar Chamber of Commerce, and his name is Wells Cote! Most of the Chamber of Commerce thugs listen to him."
Wells Cotter, who was blinded but not deaf: "It's Plant Gurov? I'm ￥#￥%, where did you call this group of people? Haha, will our chamber of commerce let you go?" You! And your immortal father!"
Kiel withdrew his long sword and slapped the guy clamoring for revenge.
The steel armor gloves were heavy and hard, directly scratching the opponent's lips and cheeks, and also knocked out two gold and silver teeth.
"Shut up!" Keel scolded.
This Kurt was beaten up all of a sudden. It is estimated that no one has ever humiliated him like this in the first half of his life. Dazed in a daze, he didn't speak anymore.
"Thanks, Keir. This guy is not a good guy. He was behind many deaths and injuries of residents in the town."
Knight Crowe felt that what Plant said was meaningless: "Okay, Keir. The person who handed him over to Plant, you continue to bring people to the remaining Ska Chamber of Commerce shops to search for people, there must be some people who are not honest. I let People are blocking both ends of the street, take your time and pay attention to places like secret doors and cellars."
Knight Crowe pointed to some places of pleasure and pleasure. These places hide dirt and evil, and there must be people hiding.
Kiel took the order and immediately ordered five melee militiamen to follow. Too many people are unnecessary, after all, the main force of the Scar Chamber of Commerce on this street has been killed just now.
A few guys in hiding couldn't resist him at all.
The others quickly rushed to the opposite side of the street according to Knight Crowe's instructions, with two blocks at both ends, and they couldn't get out of here unless they climbed over the wall and crossed the alley. But this is not easy, because in order to prevent thieves who want money and life from stealing into the shops from the backyards of various shops, the shops that are generally operated will not open windows except on the side facing the street. It's just a stone chimney for the smoke from the fireplace.
The front of the store was blocked, not only the remnants of the Scar Chamber of Commerce could not escape, but also other rich people who were entertaining here tonight were also blocked in the house.
Kiel first rushed in towards the nearest shop belonging to the Scar Chamber of Commerce.
This is a tavern, and the wine tables that were originally used for drinking in the hall have just been taken out and used as wooden shields. So the tavern hall here is quite spacious at the moment.
Many drinkers huddled against the wall of the tavern hall. Some of them had seen the battle just now, and knew that Kiel and his unknown soldiers were called by the Gurov family to clean up the Ska Chamber of Commerce.
So when Kiel came in, the more sober guys among the drinkers shouted loudly that they were not from the Ska Chamber of Commerce, and they just came to have fun tonight, so they couldn't hurt them.
Keir had no intention of hurting them, and with a snap, several coils of rope were left in the middle of the tavern.
"This is the rope. Tie yourself up. Let Mr. Plant outside check your identity later. He is not from the Scar Chamber of Commerce. Of course, what happened tonight has nothing to do with him. If it is a member of the Scar Chamber of Commerce, surrender obediently. "
Someone looked around, picked it up immediately, cut off a length of rope, and put it on his hand.
"Yes, that's all right. Go out and find Mr. Plant on horseback."
But apparently the tavern wasn't full of sober guys.
A drunken drunkard slammed the wooden wine glass under his feet: "What are you? I am the captain of the Burning Waterweed! If you dare to tie my hands, huh, don't be afraid that I will call my sailors to order yours. house?"
Two shabby sailors next to this man held their heads in cloth towels and pulled their nonsensical companion. One of them covered his mouth, and the other hurriedly explained: "He is not the captain, not the captain. I will just gag him."
But when Keel saw the other people in the tavern suddenly slow down, he knew that the drinkers were still dishonest.
Without saying much, he pulled out his long sword and walked over: "Since you don't want to tie your hands, then don't do it."
The alcoholic who had drunk too much also saw that Kiel's arrival was not kind, and completely ignored the difference in weapons between the two. He felt that he was superior in height and weight, so he threw off his companion's restraint at once, and rushed over Kiel angrily.
But people who drink too much react very slowly, and although their movements look powerful, they are all illusions.
Keir raised his foot and kicked the man in the stomach, kicking the guy to the ground, vomiting the drink and chewed food he just drank.
His hands scratched in the air in a panic, and Kiel swung his sword sideways, directly chopping off the guy's hands.
"How dare you!" "Stop!"
Unexpectedly, the two shabby sailors who had stopped their companion saw that Kiel cut off his companion's hands with a sword, and immediately pulled out the short knife from his waist fiercely. .
They are indeed sailors who make a living on the water. Unlike the thugs of the Ska Chamber of Commerce they have dealt with before, these two guys know that their short knives are difficult to deal with Kiel's armor, so attacking Kiel from left to right is just a cover. The real purpose is to deal with Other militia behind Kiir.
But the two of them miscalculated, because it seems that the remaining militia equipment is much worse than that of Kiel, but these young people are not fish belly that can be eaten by mermaids.
The two militiamen who were suddenly attacked by them directly fought back with the mace and machete in their hands. Compared with the short knife in the hands of sailors, whether it is a sharp machete that can cut mountains and wood, or a mace that can crush bones and limbs, its volume, length and weight far exceed.
After the two-phase battle, the two militiamen just slashed and fought each other a few times, and cut off a sailor's neck with one knife, smashed the sailor's arm holding the knife with one hammer, and beat the arm into a reflexed shape.
Kiel pursed his lips regretfully: "The one with the broken arm was **** and taken out, and the other corpse was dragged out. Wait a minute." Halfway through Kiel's words, he chopped off the long sword in his hand and chopped off the drunkard's head on the ground. .
"Drag this corpse out too."
After speaking, while watching the fellow militiamen work, Keel saw other people in the tavern neatly tying their hands behind their backs.
"very good."
He scanned the tavern carefully, but found that he didn't see the bartender selling drinks at the bar.
"Where did this person go?" Keel asked the others. The drinkers shook their heads and said they didn't know. Just now, everyone ran to the windowsill door to watch the battle on the street outside. They didn't pay attention to where this person went. up.
Keir looked at the maids in long skirts whose necklines exposed a lot of their chests. These older ladies said with chattering teeth that they didn't know, but pointed to the ground behind the bar.
Keir nodded, waved them all out, and then signaled the militiamen to keep an eye on the bar. He lifted the curtain deep in the tavern by himself, and caught a cook who wanted to hide himself in a big basket in the tavern kitchen.
Gagging the man's mouth with a broken turnip, Kiel tied him up and sent him out.
At the entrance of the tavern, he pointed to the drinkers squatting together on the street: "Go and squat by yourself."
The cook tremblingly looked at the corpses all over the street, his legs were weak, and he staggered over and squatted down.
Back at the bar, a militiaman asked Kiel: "Kiel, there is a wooden board that can be lifted inside the bar, and there must be someone hiding under it. What should I do?"
"I'm coming, I'll go down first, subdue that guy, you come down again."
"OK."
Keel went around the bar, and sure enough, he saw a wooden board on the floor of the bar that was not only of a different color, but also had a concave handle.
Stepping on the wooden board and walking over, Keir was about to lift the wooden board, but he was stunned for a moment, after thinking about it, he still put the shield on his chest, and then lifted the wooden board again.
Whoosh, ding!
As soon as the wooden board was lifted, there was a sound of a bowstring trembling underneath, and then Kiel's shield shook back, and there was a crisp sound on the surface of the shield.
A crossbow the size of a palm fell to the ground.
"Damn it! I knew it!" Kiel yelled, and then immediately got into it amidst the exclamations of his companions.
Underneath the planks was a sloping staircase, and at the end of the stairs was a middle-aged man nervously reloading the crossbow in his hand. But Keir slid down the sloping wooden stairs with his upper body on the bottom and his lower body on the top, which greatly exceeded the other party's expectations.
"Dare to sneak attack? Huh?"
Using both hands and feet, Kiel quickly slid down the stairs to the person.
But at this time, the small crossbow in his hand happened to be loaded, and he immediately pointed the crossbow in his hand at Kiel fiercely. But with the light coming from the stairs, this person saw that his opponent turned out to be an enemy wearing full body armor?
"Oops."
Kiel was not afraid of the opponent's hand crossbow, and directly used the shield to protect the eye hole of his helmet, and then his abdomen made the same ding sound.
"It's useless! Did you hear that?" Kiel tapped the place where he was hit by the crossbow arrow with his right fist, making a bang bang.
"Iron armor, a half-finger-thick piece of iron armor, it's fine to hit with a blacksmith's hammer."
As soon as Keir finished speaking, the man immediately raised his hands: "Leave me alone, give me my life."
Cautiously using his eyes to confirm that the man had indeed surrendered, Kiel snatched the guy's weapon, fiddled with it for a while, thought it was good, and took it himself.
Behind the bartender was a room without a door, which was illuminated by a long sword. There was no one in it, and there was only a small barrel of wine in it.
Keir then escorted the man out.
Mr. Plant did not expect to know this person. Although this person belongs to the Ska Chamber of Commerce, he has a high attainment in alcohol, and all the drinkers in Pine Needle Town have a good relationship with him.
Even people from the Gurov family.
Keir didn't care how this person was dealt with by Mr. Plant, and continued to lead people to clean up the rest of the shop.
During this process, many members of the Ska Chamber of Commerce boldly wanted to escape from the roof of the shop, but they were spotted by the sharp-eyed Knight Crowe, who directly instructed the militiamen to shoot and pin the escaped people to the edge of the roof. .
Every killing caused the detainees squatting in the middle of the road to yell. Some people who have nothing to do with the Ska Chamber of Commerce have already left the place in a panic after being identified by Mr. Plant. Mr. Plant's personal kindness dare not be forgotten.
This made Knight Crowe feel funny.
And Mr. Plant next to him also felt embarrassed. It would be good if those people didn't curse behind their backs for revenge, and they didn't expect to let them go. They would recognize him as good.
As for the relationship with the Gurov family, since they have decided to rely on the strength of Kendall County to eliminate the Ska Chamber of Commerce, they are prepared for the corresponding reaction and aftermath in the town.
After seeing this killing, I believe they will calm down and continue to accept the management and rule of the old Gurov knight quietly. After all, the owner of the territory here is the Gurov knight, not some foreign chamber of commerce.
The next biggest trouble Kiel encountered was a red house run by the Scar Chamber of Commerce. Several thugs used unused girls as a human wall, with daggers on their snow-white necks, claiming to let them go. One does not kill.
Kiel didn't know what to do for a while, although those young women had nothing to do with him, but he looked at the red, ruthless eyes hiding behind the crying faces, and knew that these people really dared to use The enslaved girls of his own do their last bit for their own survival.
Unable to think of a way, Keel had to give up the ambiguously decorated hall of the red house and exit to ask Knight Crowe what to do.
Knight Crowe looked at Keir in surprise: "I didn't expect you to feel sorry for women when you are young."
"Where is it!" Kiel blushed, ignoring the ridicule of his companions, and immediately retorted.
But Knight Crowe laughed and jumped off his horse.
With a bang, the heavy boots fell to the ground. Not only did they make a dull sound, but even the pebbles beside the boots flew up.
At this time, many people who were crushed on the street noticed this guy who had been riding on a horse, and was respectfully spoken by Kiel, a warrior in iron armor, and Mr. Plant, the youngest son of the Gurov knight.
It turned out to be a real knight wearing knight heavy armor.
The knight's heavy armor that can directly crush a person to death cannot be faked.
Some people squatting on the ground rolled their eyes. It was obvious that the voice of that person was not the old Gurov. Who could it be?
Many people are reminded of a man, a member of the Gurov family who disappeared in Pine Needle for many years.
Old Gurov's oldest, strongest, best eldest son.
It is said that he is also a knight.
Is it because he is back? Impossible, didn't the people of the Gurov family say that the one in the far east of the kingdom also obtained a territory by his own ability?
Could it be that he was invited back because of the threat of the Unska Chamber of Commerce?
Who will be the lord in the future of the territory?
Old Gurov or Young Gurov?
Some brain-filling monsters started to think about it, but at least they stopped being agitated.
Keir and Crowe Knights don't know what these people think. Knight Crowe beckoned and called a few militiamen with crossbows. Keir's scalp was numb, and he followed Knight Crowe and the militiamen to the red house.
The red house is just a general term. It does not mean that the house is really red, but that compared with other shops of various colors, the red house has more colorful decorations. yellow.
Mostly it will bring light of other colors.
Once you enter the house, it is not a hall. You have to turn a few turns at the front door before you can officially walk into the hall.
It is said that this is a measure to prevent the young girls who are sold here from suddenly escaping, and it is also a process of raising the interest of the guests who come here.
After entering the door, many decorative paintings or sculptures are full of primitive impulsive impulses. Keir doesn't like it very much. When he came in just now, he "unintentionally" smashed some things that stained the eyes.
For example, some animal decorations hung on the wall, but the decoration here is not to hang the animals' heads and necks on the wall, but to deliberately install the lower bodies of the animals on the wall, with their butts facing people.
Of course, the thing underneath has also been embalmed and exposed on purpose.
Keel didn't like it very much.
All fell to the ground.
And when Knight Crowe walked to the hall of the house with heavy steps, it immediately made the already nervous thugs even more nervous.
When these people saw Kiel, who had just led someone to kill him, standing behind Knight Crowe, they knew that this man was a capable guy, and they were about to speak, but Knight Crowe spoke first.
"What do you want to say, I have heard my subordinates say it."
"But." Knight Crowe's low voice resounded throughout the hall. Some guests hiding in various parts of the hall are secretly watching here~www.mtlnovel.com~ But, what are you guys? Dare to negotiate with me to survive? "
A thug hid behind the naked girl, stabbed the poor man's shoulder hard with a dagger, and gouged out a piece of flesh alive.
"See? You soldiers, let us go out, or we will kill them!"
The cries of women and the unreasonable howls of desperadoes resounded through the hall.
Knight Crowe turned his head to look at Kiel, and found that the young man was gnashing his teeth, and his hand had gradually raised his long sword.
The long sword was entwined with surging, twisting white light.
But the knight pressed down Kiel's long sword with his hand: "There is no need to be angry because of other people's threatening actions. Control your emotions and even be cold-blooded. This is the basis of becoming a knight."
Kiel flinched.
Then, when Keir was thinking about what the knight said, Knight Crowe sneered at the thugs who spoke harshly: "Militia!"
"Here!" Several militiamen with bows and crossbows who were brought in by Knight Crowe responded immediately.
"No matter the others, shoot these cowards for me."
Knight Crowe's cold voice sounded.
"Uh, yes!" The militiamen hesitated for a moment, but they quickly realized that they raised the crossbow that had already been set on the string in their hands. At such a short distance, they just aimed at it for a while, and then they pulled the mechanism with a bang bang bang and shot out the crossbow. .
According to the operation in the militia training, when shooting a humanoid target, it is necessary to shoot the enemy's chest.
So, amidst howling, the thugs and the woman standing in front of them were shot through by the crossbow arrows.
But the other women who were restrained by the thugs at the side and behind them escaped and ascended to heaven. They immediately shrank to the ground screaming and crying loudly.