When Roddy led the cavalry to the last batch of enemies, these fellows who had completely lost their fighting spirit scattered in all directions. They didn't even have the courage to fight anymore …
The swaying trees no longer swayed. The soldiers who were entangled by the vines on the ground also stopped struggling. The Paladins who were cheering Rody's name just now stood there and silently looked at the young man who had broken through three layers of defense just to save them.
"You have three minutes to rest, then we will set off." Roddy looked at the Temple Knights who were tied up with ropes, and calmly pointed behind him, "We still have a battle to fight."
Looking at the direction where Roddy was pointing, the knights could vaguely see groups of soldiers coming from the outskirts of the town.
After breaking through the enemy's three layers of defense, Roddy calmly gave the knights an indescribable shock. What they felt more was Roddy's tenacious conviction of not abandoning anyone.
No amount of words could compare to Roddy's decisive action. Perhaps some of the knights had some complaints about Roddy previously, but from this moment on, whether it was the captive or the Temple Guards who came along to support, they were completely convinced!
The ropes were cut, and Akasha's "Recovery Spell" fell on their bodies. Bottles of potions were stuffed into their hands. These knights looked at the warhorses that were being led over and reached out to hold the weapons hanging on the saddles. They all felt an inexplicable excitement …
They never thought that the time to counterattack would come so quickly.
When Fatty Henry received the potion, he was shocked by the value it represented. As a mercenary, he had the right not to participate in such a battle. But after unscrewing the cap and drinking the potion, he silently made a decision. He turned around and mounted his horse, joining the team without saying a word.
On the other side, the conversation between Roddy and Brody was short but meaningful.
"I didn't expect you to really bring a team here."
The old elf's tone was rather rueful. His impression of humans was that they were greedy and selfish. As for Roddy, he had never thought that the other party would have such boldness and boldness. A team of less than sixty people actually dared to directly charge through the enemy's layers of defense and rush to their rescue. This kind of matter … had really changed Brody's understanding of "humans".
"Rescuing them is something that I should do. I apologize for the suffering they have suffered because of me." Roddy's gaze stopped on Natha. The latter lowered her eyes, but she had no intention of looking at him directly. Roddy could understand this, but when he saw the shackles on Natha's feet, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
The heavy shackles left bloody marks on Natha's ankles.
Roddy didn't ask about her well-being. He turned around and asked the enemies who were bound by vines for the whereabouts of the key. Then, he personally searched for it and unlocked Natha's shackles.
Natha looked at Roddy's actions. Although she tried her best to maintain a cold expression, there was a moment when the wood elf maiden's expression finally changed a little …
But when the dense footsteps sounded, Natha understood that it was time to leave. The encirclement of more than 1,200 soldiers was huge, and the scattered cavalrymen who followed behind gradually gathered together. She could even see the figures of a few feudal lords among them.
Roddy didn't seem to notice at all. He continued to calmly lead the warhorses for Brody and Natha. But just as he was carrying the spare quiver on his back, Brody suddenly said, "If you want to leave, the team can continue to the south of the town from here."
"Hmm?"
Roddy raised his brows.
"I've planted some seeds along the way. If needed … I can block the enemies passing through here for a period of time."
This was the reason why Brody had emphasized to Natha that they should go back the way they came. Due to Roddy's rescue, Brody had originally neglected this plan. But when he saw the enemies surrounding them, he still reminded them.
"Oh … You want to use 'Violent Growth' and 'Guardian Soul'?"
Roddy immediately switched to the elven language to converse. The two spell names stunned Brody — because Roddy's judgment was absolutely correct.
Obtaining the answer from Brody's expression, Roddy then said, "Then lower the height of Violent Growth to below the knees and cast it together with 'Guardian Soul'. This way, I can hold the enemies back a little longer."
This wasn't a discussion. Brody agreed readily and was helped onto the warhorse.
"Sodelor, Ruger, Carter. There are some changes to the plan …"
Roddy turned around and gave a simple assignment to the captains. Thirty seconds later, he nimbly waved his hand. "Get on the horse —"
"Move out!"
Once the order was given, the scouts immediately followed Ruger and Carter along the road. The Holy Knights who had been rescued became a separate team of guards, escorting the two Wood Elves as they retreated.
At this moment, all of Roddy's soldiers maintained high mobility. The combat unit had a full complement of 84 people. In terms of 'combat objectives', Roddy had already completed half of his mission. He had rescued the two Wood Elves, and the next thing he needed to do was to successfully escape from the enemy's encirclement.
This plan was within everyone's expectations. Even the surrounding nobles thought that Roddy's next move would be to escape from the town. But they would never have imagined that when a PVP player who knew how to make use of all conditions decided on certain things, he would make a terrifying counterattack …
"Do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you have more people?"
Roddy looked at the street in the distance and said in a mocking tone. As the footsteps approached, a group of more than 20 infantrymen appeared at the corner of the street.
The sound of hooves could be heard as the knights sped up and left. Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Natha on horseback felt extremely complicated. She really wanted to let go of the idea of hating humans and leave. But when she saw Roddy madly rushing in front of her, she was so strongly touched that she was unknowingly pulled by Brody to follow the team.
When the team gradually started moving, Natha turned her head to look at Roddy, only to find that he had actually stayed there alone.
It felt as if everyone had abandoned Roddy. Natha did not know why she suddenly felt a little flustered. When she turned to look at Brody, the old village chief shook his head. "Since he has made his own decision, there is no need to ask further."
Akasha, who also looked back frequently, had the same worry in her heart. But when she thought of Roddy's confidence and coldness in assigning tasks, she finally held back those messy thoughts. She tightened her grip on the cloth bag containing the scrolls beside her and ran along the predetermined route …
The shouts of the infantrymen could already be heard on the street. The first batch of soldiers who arrived only saw the smoke and dust left behind by the cavalry. But what made them feel strange was that after the smoke and dust dispersed, there was a lone figure holding a short bow left in the middle of the street.
A green light flashed across the sky. Brody's "Violent Growth" spell caused the main street that ran from the north to the south of Gigg Town to instantly grow countless short plants. With the release of "Guardian Spirit", Roddy's figure also slowly retreated into the shadows of the buildings beside him in the sight of the pursuers.
"He's escaping!"
"Catch him!"
"Kill as many as you can!"
In the spacious and empty Gigg Town, the soldiers swarmed toward Roddy while shouting loudly.
Behind them, Earl Owen was joining the scattered troops of the other four lords to form the "second encirclement" from the side of the town. This troop of about a hundred people was all riding warhorses. Among them, there were four advanced Level-5 knights under Earl Owen, and an advanced Level-3 "Elementalist" who followed Earl Durant in the middle of the troop. The lineup was unusually strong.
In the rear of the various lords' positions, there were more than two hundred knights in armor, anxiously preparing to join in the "encirclement" of Roddy and the others.
The doors of the residents in the town were tightly shut, and outside the town, there was a dense net that was slowly being drawn in. Under such a situation, the prelude of "cat and mouse" was slowly unfolding …
*****
The rumbling sound of horses' hooves roared outside the door, and the vibration of the ground caused waves of ripples in the water cup.
Suren picked up the cup and tried to drink a few mouthfuls of cold water to calm himself down, but his hand holding the cup could not help but tremble. It was not because of panic, but because the sound of horses' hooves brought back memories that made Suren feel angry …
Suren was not a cobbler who started his career as a "leather-maker" when he was young. In fact, he was actually a mercenary when he was young.
Although the mercenary group he was in at that time was not of a high level and the pay was not generous, Suren was very satisfied with his life at that time.
However, all the changes happened seven years ago … Suren found a flashing stone tablet in the wild, which brought a fatal disaster to the whole mercenary group. If Suren had not hidden in a stone crack that ordinary people could not detect because he was short, perhaps he would not have escaped the fate of being dumped in the wilderness.
Suren deeply remembered the insignia on the chest of those who killed him, and later learned that this filthy plunder was led by Earl Owen.
He tried to resist and retaliate, but as a powerless mercenary, Suren's fate could be imagined. Today, the cruel reality had long smoothed the edges of his heart. Being a mediocre cobbler might be a good result, but today, when he saw those knights who humiliated him, Suren still could not suppress the anger that was once buried deep in his heart …
Was he going to continue to endure like this?
"Boom!"
The sound of an explosion outside the door interrupted his memory. Suren raised his head and looked at the closed door of the shop in confusion.
"Over there! Over there! "
"These damn trees! They know magic … Get out of this street! "
"Earl Owen said he would pay one gold coin for each head. Everyone must — Ah!"
After a short scream, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Su Lun could clearly hear someone falling from the roof of his shop to the ground. There was a plop, and then there was no more movement.
However, their conversation made Suren frown. "Is someone going against Earl Owen?" Who was so bold?
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