After Keel felled the disgusting hanging corpse tree, he asked his men to collect the bones scattered on the ground when it fell.
"Put it on the carriage casually, and burn it together when you go back!"
The young people were a little reluctant, and they all thought it was bad luck, but they managed to get it done after a while.
The woods on the north side of this commercial road are wider and denser. If it weren't for the several large trees sticking to the ground rails, it would barely allow the carriage to enter slowly. But the young people who drove the carts had only driven grain carts in the village before, and did not say how superb their driving skills really were. Even if those young people patted their chests to ensure that they were skilled, Keir did not easily win the trust them.
"In this way, twenty of you, divided into half, no, leave fourteen people here to guard the carriage, you and him, you two in leather armor, also stay here to strengthen the guard strength. The remaining six people, enter with me Woods, attack the last bandit's lair nearby."
The people around were waiting and watching, and after thinking for a while, Keir made the above judgment and order.
It can be seen from the previous fights against the bandits that these guys' strength is actually the same, and they rely more on sneak attacks and cruelty. If dozens of hundreds of people do not swarm up, even if he has not yet trained as a knight, he can fight for a long time. Defeat these guys in the midst of the battle.
Therefore, his combat power is actually much higher. As for bringing six people, they are not mainly responsible for fighting, but for scouting and working as a helper. On the contrary, because the carriage has to wait outside the woods, there are many possibilities. Those bandits will cunningly go out of the woods and use this place as a weak point that can be breached.
Can't give them a chance.
Faced with Kiel's order, young people who wanted to prove themselves in battle expressed their desire to enter the six places.
Keir casually clicked on a few tall ones, and they came out with a strong body.
He waved to the rest of the people and said: "Stay in the carriage, pay attention to the surrounding situation and the people coming out of the woods. My horse is also staying here, but you don't need to worry about it, it will take care of itself my own."
The two subordinates nodded, and led them into the open-air compartment of the carriage.
Kiel took the surrendered bandits and six young men, and under the leadership of the bandits, walked towards the depths of the woods. The blood licking grass was unhooked from the bit on its mouth, and ate the surrounding tender grass and shrubs in a leisurely manner.
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"How long will it take?"
Facing the knight's question, the surrendering bandit counted with his fingers: "My lord, it will be here soon. After all, for the convenience of going out to attack the caravan on the trade road, when the boss chooses a place, he will We didn’t pick a particularly far away place as our lair. We are different from other gangs, they may have many people or play with poisonous snakes, but their strength is still much worse than ours.”
At this moment, the group of them completely relied on the luminous magic pendant on Kiel's waist for lighting. The cold magic light shone on the surrounding trees, and the pale tree trunks and the shadows behind them looked strange and inexplicable.
Except for Kiel, the other young men held their weapons in their hands and followed closely behind the young knight.
Keel looked at the surrounding environment as he walked. He was not intimidated by the nighttime scene of the woods that seemed eerie around him, nor by the eyes glinting under the taunting ferns.
The darker the surrounding environment, the more at ease he felt.
If no one else was around, he might still be able to sing and whistle. Even if he came to kill people and destroy the lair of bandits.
Kiel noticed that logically speaking, the woods on the north side of the trade road extend directly into the long mountains on the north side, and there should be scenes of primeval forests everywhere. But he noticed that not only did he not have the thick layer of humus leaves in the original deciduous forest when he stepped on the ground he had walked on before, but also there were some small grinding marks on the surrounding tree trunks.
This seemingly abnormal scene is actually very normal, but it was normal at first, and now the abnormality will come soon.
"Pause."
Kiel stopped abruptly, bringing the entire small procession centered around him to a halt.
"What's the matter, Master Knight? Is there anything that needs to be stopped?"
The surrendered bandit leaned against the trunk of a big tree and questioned Kiel who suddenly stopped.
Kiel's right palm loosened and clenched, clenched and loosened, as if he was weighing something, and then he suddenly exploded and swooped towards the surrendered bandit who was leaning against the tree trunk.
And this bandit seemed to be prepared, he stretched out his hand to grab a vine that seemed to be hanging from a branch, and with a pull and a grip, he was suddenly taken away from the ground to a high place.
"Haha, this is a trap! Dead iron pot! Stay in the forest with your mud legs!"
The bandit laughed loudly, and with the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, he was taken to the height of the big tree.
Keir rushed to nothing, but he was not upset. He turned around and shouted to the young people under his hand: "Stay where you are, don't move around!"
Then he exhaled and kicked **** the spot, then jumped up and kicked his front legs.
The target was the trunk of the big tree that the robbers had suddenly climbed up.
He exerted all his strength at this moment, and even the visor couldn't stop the blue light from his eyes.
boom!
Kicking straight and horizontally on the tree trunk with both feet, Kiel's weight, the whole body of weapons and equipment, and his explosive impact all turned into a huge momentum, violently shaking the trunk of the big tree.
Where Kiel's boots came into direct contact, there were washbasin-sized concave impact marks, and a large piece of bark and the hard wood wrapped in the bark splashed out from the impact.
The trunk at the bottom of the big tree was shaken like this by Kiel's kick, and the upper floor shook even more violently.
"Hey, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah-"
While shaking, the bandit, who hadn't stood still, slipped his foot, didn't step on the branch and the rope that fixed his body, and fell directly from a few meters above the big tree, spinning and falling.
This guy was very unlucky. When he fell, he was hit hard by a branch between his legs.
Crackling, the man fell miserably on the thick leaf humus around the trunk.
But what is surprising is that the seemingly thick layer of fallen leaves is fake, and there is a pit just enough to step on a leg underneath. And someone added something to the bottom of the pit.
"Ah! My feet! Ahhhhh! It hurts hiss—"
Even though this guy was wailing there, Keel got up from the fall after the kick, and sneered: "How is it? You can experience your own trap for yourself, doesn't it feel good?"
The bandit didn't care about anything, and didn't care about the knight's taunts. He directly reached out and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong. I shouldn't play tricks, please help me out, please!"
Keir stood still, with his hands on his hips, looking at the other party's situation: "Fake it! Want to lure me over? Why didn't you say that between you and me, is there any trap you are tasting now?"
"Ah? Ah! Yes, yes, there are traps, there are traps! Please, come and save me, be careful that there are pits for legs and feet under the leaves, and hiss—there are also wooden splinters and bone spurs stuck inside!"
Kiel snorted twice, and said to the young men who were standing still behind him: "How is it? Look around you, is there a clean road without leaves around your feet? And the surroundings look normal leaf litter."
The young people squatted down carefully and lifted the fallen leaves on the ground around them, and then became furious, because in the place very close to them, as long as it was covered by the leaves, there were dark people the size of human heads underneath. pit.
This kind of deep pit is designed to trap people's legs and feet. Once they step into it, the whole person will fall down along the empty leg.
Needless to say, the bottom is definitely covered with spikes that can pierce the soles of the feet.
This is also the reason why Keir immediately jumped up on the spot after the accident instead of running and sprinting.
There are traps around the young people, and there is no way to come. But one of the reasons why Keir felt wrong before was that he passed the relative distance of the trunks of the big trees and found that they were not walking in a straight line to the bandit's lair, but wandering left and right between the trunks.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a normal route to the old nest. After all, although the roots of the big trees in the forest protrude from the ground and easily trip people, they don't need to be bypassed to the extent.
Raise your legs and step over, take a straight line and approach the lair.
Combined with the strange difference he noticed in the foliage on the ground route, it immediately occurred to him what was going on.
The bandit leader named Mountain Wolf specially created an area full of traps near his lair, which was specially made for the captured men to lead the enemy in.
Keir immediately yelled out to remind his young men, but there was silence around him, unlike what Keir had imagined, when four, five or six people suddenly came out.
The bandit who was trapped by his own trap was also stunned for a moment, but then laughed at himself amidst the pain: "Damn, so everyone is dead and there is no man left."
Keel snorted, snorted, and laughed at himself for being too cautious. Although this is a specially designed trap area, most of the men of the mountain wolf bandit gang died in the previous attack. Even if there are still people left, it is impossible for a small number of men to be arranged in this place.
It stands to reason that after one of them is captured, one should consider that the captured subordinates will lead the enemy into this special trap area. But there are too few people, it is estimated that those people have already fled at this time, or they are still trying to transfer all kinds of property in the lair.
Keel pushed aside the thick leaves in front of him with his feet, revealing the pits that appeared on the ground one after another.
"There are enough, you guys are really free, digging so many holes, just like rabbits."
Soon, Keir came to the injured bandit, grabbed the man's hair first, and lifted his head and face to face him.
"Tell me, what else can you use for this guy? To make me ignore what you just did."
The bandit twisted his sweaty face because of the pain, and forced a smile: "Our lair, I'll take you there, really, it's not far away!"
Kiel snorted: "Since it's not far away, I can try to find it myself? Isn't it still the same?"
The bandit waved his hands vigorously: "No, no, there is more than one trap, but the surrounding hills of the old nest are full, and there is only one, no, two passages to enter and exit can be quickly entered."
Kiel grabbed the man's hair with one hand, lifted it up slightly, and gently patted the bandit's face with the other.
With just a few slaps, the other side's face swelled up.
"I can't trust you. You know, the reputation and life of a surrender is weaker than the flame of an oil lamp. A light breath, or a gust of cool wind, won't light up after it goes out."
"It can be bright, it can be bright! Spare me, spare my life, just now when I was leading the way, I suddenly thought of the routine that our boss usually taught to lead people into traps. Really, I followed it subconsciously. That route is gone. After a few steps, I really regretted it! I really regretted it! But I was afraid that if I said it, you would kill me! I had no choice but to put away the words that came to my lips and try Try to escape from the escape route in the trap. But now, hey."
The bandit said that he was crying, but he didn't know whether it was because of the tears and snot because of the anxiety in his heart, or because of the pain after the sole of his foot was pierced.
Keir didn't speak, he let go of his hand, threw the person on the ground, and figured it out by himself.
The robbers were cursing, and they were all cursing at a certain bandit who made the escape route. The content was quite vicious, so I won't write it out. A few nocturnal birds seated on the tree at unknown times were also quacking, not knowing whether they were urging Kiel to kill someone or scolding the bandits passionately.
"Well, I'll give you another chance."
In the middle of Kiel's speech, the bandit's eyes lit up.
"However, your own life is up to you. Your leg is useless. Now take me to your lair. I broke through there and let you go in that lair. You with a broken leg are alone in your lair. Stay here, or go out of the woods to fend for yourself, you choose."
"Leave me in the forest? Alone?"
"Why, don't want to? Then I will take people away now? You can play with the big birds on the tree yourself. Listen, they seem to be the birds on the hanging tree just now, and they brought their friends Come here. Hiss, I can't wait for you to die and eat!"
The bandit raised his head and tried hard to identify the nocturnal birds gathered on the upper layers of the forest branches and leaves. He didn't have the good eyesight of a knight, and he could see many things clearly at night, but he could tell that several different birds were waiting to eat just by their calls.
He was terrified, because what the knight and the young refugees didn't know was that these little devils were not waiting for dinner, as long as the murderous knight walked away for a certain distance, those smart **** who smelled blood, They will see his helplessness and despair, flap their wings and land, gather together and eat him alive.
He and those companions who died at the hands of the knights used to watch it as an entertainment program when they were bored, watching how those guys who were deliberately scratched by them to bleed and then hung on the tree were eaten by birds of.
Unexpectedly, it would be my turn today.
He was a little envious of those **** who died at the hands of the knights early, at least they fought bravely before they died, instead of being mentally tortured like him.
"I, I agree. Please, please, Lord Knight, save me."
The bandit opened his mouth without much hesitation.
Kiel snorted uninterestedly: "The guy who surrendered is really not a tough guy."
After speaking, he plunged his hand into the pit, trying to pull out the pierced opponent's right leg. But before he could use any strength, the bandit wailed: "Don't pull it out, don't pull it out, there are barbs! There are barbs!"
Kiel then broke off the wooden spikes under the opponent's feet, and then lifted the opponent up.
Holding the man's clothes with one hand, Keel carried the bandit back the same way and returned to the spot where his subordinates stayed still.
"Master Knight, why are you keeping this man? He just wanted to harm us!"
"And not honestly trying to escape!"
Kiel waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. In the remote woods, the sole of his foot was pierced like this. Huh, it's hard to say whether he will be alive. He led us out of the lair, and I let him go. Whatever he does. "
After finishing speaking, Kiel looked down at the bandit who was covered in cold sweat and tried to stop the bleeding on the sole of his foot, and said, "Did you hear me, this place should be close to your lair? I will count down to three hundred, and if the next count returns to zero How about I break your limbs and hang you on a tree branch before I reach the place?"
The bandit nodded vigorously while trembling, and said with chattering teeth: "No problem, no problem, use it, not so much."
"It's started, three hundred."
"Two hundred and ninety-nine."
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"Two hundred and ninety-seven."
But Keel stopped after reading a few numbers. Because he saw that everyone present, including the injured bandit, looked dumbfounded.
"What's the matter? You have such a strange expression?"
A young man said in a daze, "How much is three hundred?"
Um?
Keel gasped suddenly.
To be honest tonight, nothing happened that shocked him as much as this one.
"Who can tell me, how much is one hundred and fifty plus one hundred and fifty?"
Everyone shook their heads, expressing their ignorance.
"Then how much is fifteen plus fifteen, you should know by now, right?"
What shocked Kiel even more happened. The young man under his hand held a long sword and machete under his armpit, and then began to count the number fifteen with his fingers. One plus.
What shocked him especially was that there were two other people who miscalculated.
It's not that adding the numbers one by one is wrong, but that the numbers in the mouth are out of touch with the movements of the hands, and the calculation is naturally wrong.
In the end, the injured bandit who was sitting on the ground was counted out.
Although this person also used his hands, his speed was much faster, and he did not miscalculate. The bandit changed from the embarrassed look just now, and said with a sullen expression: "Fortunately, I often have this amount of coins on hand, otherwise it would be really wrong."
Good guy, you're still proud, aren't you?
But the bandit's complacency couldn't last for a few seconds, because the young man who miscalculated immediately gave the bandit a few big punches to make him straighten his posture.
Letting out a breath, Keel put his hand on his forehead, feeling that it would be a huge disaster to settle hundreds of young refugees.