Sean was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard someone shouting something and woke up. For a moment, he thought that he was in the big bed at home in Sur City. It wasn't until he saw the figures flashing past outside the tent that he suddenly remembered that he was in the dangerous Blood Rock Wasteland and immediately broke out in cold sweat. The fatty hurriedly got up, put on his clothes, and went out with the other two merchants in the same tent.
Seeing Allen saying something to the soldiers of the King Of Mountains, Sean hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "My lord, what happened?"
"Someone is coming for us, but don't worry, we'll deal with it." Allen said simply.
Sean's expression changed and he said, "How many people are there?"
"There are at least a hundred people. There are a little too many people."
"So many people." Sean said, "That should be Dick's father's subordinates. My lord, you must be careful. These guys are different from ordinary bandits."
Allen had also heard of Dick's father. He was the biggest bandit in the Blood Rock Wilderness, and he had two to three hundred thugs under his command to make a living with him. Their lair was said to be in a certain mountain area of the wasteland, and they specialized in robbing caravans heading to Purple Roland Harbor, which gave the surrounding towns a headache. Storm City and Purple Roland Harbor had once carried out an operation together, but because the other party was too cunning and familiar with the environment of the Blood Rock Wasteland, they were unable to deal a fatal blow to the thugs.
Now, Dick's father's bounty in the surrounding towns had accumulated to tens of thousands of gold coins. Every year, many adventurers entered the Blood Rock Wasteland, but they basically returned empty-handed.
Dick's father was a Level 17 Warrior. He was good at using a giant sword, and very few people could defeat him. At the very least, there weren't many people who were over Level 15 on the border of the empire. Moreover, a powerhouse who had the strength to defeat Dick's father wouldn't travel all the way here just for ten thousand gold coins. One had to know that level 20 and above could already get a good position in the empire. A mere 10,000 gold coins was nothing to them.
"No matter who it is, I promise you'll be fine." Allen said in a relaxed manner, "If it's that Dick guy, I don't mind casually earning some bounties."
He made it sound easy, but Sean and the other merchants didn't think much of it. After all, Dick's father's name had been circulating in the Bloodstone Wilderness for a long time. If he was so easy to get rid of, the lords wouldn't be so troubled about it.
Soon, the neighing of a horse could be heard.
Allen had already ordered the soldiers of the King Of Mountains to gather in front of the camp. Several bonfires were burning brightly, and the light from the flames was enough to allow people to see the situation in the wilderness nearby. Allen carried Qianjun, Regis carried Zhan Tie, and William moved his Angry Beast Armor. As for Adele, she was lying on the hillside, ready to snipe at any time.
Everyone was ready for battle.
At this moment, on the other side of the wilderness, flames flickered. The firelight appeared from the left and gradually moved to the front of the group. The flickering light indicated the opponent's movement trajectory. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out in the distance. Firing a gun to demonstrate was a common trick of wilderness thugs. It was a pity that they hadn't bumped into an ordinary caravan tonight, and the guards Allen and the others had displayed were even stronger than the regular army.
At the very least, there wouldn't be three Warriors around Level-15 among the ordinary guards, and there wouldn't be an army made up of valiant mountain people. Not to mention Allen and the others, even the soldiers of the King Of Mountains didn't blink their eyelids at the sound of gunfire.
A few more gunshots rang out.
As the gunshots rang out, the flames approached from afar. One could vaguely see the silhouettes of horses and humans under the flames. Everyone on the other side actually had a horse. The two of them rode on a horse, and the Knight in front of them held the reins in one hand and the torch in the other. Their companions behind them carried fire/guns and gradually approached the caravan. They let out wolf-like howls, both to demonstrate and to help themselves.
Allen smiled and glanced at Adele on the hillside behind him.
The girl should have understood.
Suddenly, a rough gunshot rang out in the night. That special sound was definitely not something a fire/gun could compare to. Almost at the same time as the gunshot rang out, a rider suddenly fell from the opposite side. The Knight fell to the ground, his chest bloody red, and he was already dead.
The wilderness suddenly quieted down, and only the monotonous sound of horse hooves could still be heard.
The distance between the two sides was still five to six hundred meters. With the firearms of this world, it was impossible to fire from such a long distance, let alone come into contact with a single weapon like a sniper rifle. Adele's sniper shot shocked the group of bandits and greatly increased the confidence of Sean and the other merchants behind her.
Obviously, this kind of shock was not enough. After a moment of silence, the bandits in the wilderness began to curse. As the horses approached, the sound of gunfire gradually rang out. Although the sound was not as loud as a sniper rifle, when dozens of guns fired at the same time, the sound of gunfire was enough to make Sean and the others tremble in fear. However, the firing range of the guns was limited. Apart from being relatively loud, the gunshots did not have any actual lethality.
Allen waved his hand and said, "Defense."
Tima and the other warriors immediately rushed forward, each with a square steel shield in a group of ten. A shield wall was formed in front of the camp. At this time, the bandits rushed close and fired continuously. However, the bullets propelled by the gunpowder could not kill a single soldier other than hitting the shield wall with explosive sounds.
A bald man cursed among the bandits. He put down his gun and replaced it with a pair of short sickles hanging on his horse's back. He shouted, "Charge, break through their shield wall."
His name was Hank, and he was one of Dick's leaders. Because of the use of two sickles, he gradually gained the nickname "Death Sickle". The soldiers at the Wind Erosion Rift Valley checkpoint gave Dick the news of Allen's caravan, and Dick gave him the task. Hank originally thought that this was a piece of fat meat, but now that he saw the tightly sewn shield wall of the other party's guards, he knew that this was a hard bone.
Thinking of this, Hank couldn't help but secretly curse the soldiers of Storm City, blaming them for not being detailed enough. But in fact, they couldn't be blamed for this. After all, in the eyes of those soldiers, how strong could a caravan that came out of Sur City have? If it weren't for the huge disparity in numbers between the two sides, perhaps they would have made a move directly. Why would they inform Dick's group?
The sound of sniper rifles rang out in the wilderness at a constant frequency. Every time a gunshot rang out, a rider would fall off his horse. This made Hank a little afraid, afraid that the weapon he had never seen before would take his life. Unfortunately, Adele was not familiar with Dick's father's bandits, nor did she know who his leaders were. Otherwise, Adele's first shot would have killed Hank.
Now, the girl could only make a random choice.
However, after the group of bandits rushed closer, she didn't have the chance to make a move, lest she accidentally injure her own people. At this point, the battle was Allen and the others' business.
The bandits rode their horses and collided heavily with the King Of Mountains troops. Hank had a large number of subordinates, and they crashed into each other like a flood. However, the King Of Mountains was definitely a hard reef. Under a fierce and tough collision, only a dozen or so warriors were sent flying. The rest still held their shields and withstood the impact. The force of the backlash also caused the bandits to fall. After a moment of chaos, the two sides began to tear each other apart.
The shield wall of the King Of Mountains spread out, and Tima and the others welcomed the bandits with steel shields and weapons. Regis and William also joined the battle, while Allen stayed behind to observe the situation. After Roy's training, Tima and the others' tactics were quite similar to those of the army, simple and tough. Especially Tima's fifteen soldiers with short warhammers, their fighting techniques were even more concise and efficient.
Allen noticed that the most they used were sweeping, swinging, and hitting. The moves were so simple that they were almost boring, but they were very effective. In the hands of these warriors, who were on average around level five or six, the bandits would either have their weapons broken or their bodies deformed wherever the short warhammers hit. Very few people could withstand two or three of their blows.
Even in the chaotic battle, the King Of Mountains soldiers were orderly. The three of them formed a group and took care of each other, quickly cleaning up the wilderness thugs.
The most tyrannical collision since the start of the war attracted Allen's attention. He looked up and saw a bald man with two sickles in his hands dancing like the wind, killing the three Mountain King warriors to the point that they could only defend and were completely at a disadvantage. This person was obviously the best of the bandits. Allen smiled faintly and dragged his saber.
Hank gritted his teeth.
While suppressing the three King Of Mountains warriors, he paid attention to the situation on the field.
The situation was very bad.
His dismounted subordinates seemed to have the advantage in numbers, but facing the well-trained caravan guards, they were like a plate of loose sand, unable to make use of the advantage in numbers. Instead, they were gradually eaten by the other party. He was fighting fiercely with the other three guards, so he had a deep understanding of this. He didn't know where these guards had come from. Not only were they tough in battle, but they were also very tenacious.
He had thought that the three of them would definitely suffer a crushing defeat after his round of fierce attacks. He didn't think that although they were at a disadvantage, they would be injured and not die. If they were alone, they definitely wouldn't be able to last more than ten moves against Hank. But they were in a group of three, and their organized defense made him feel like he had no way to attack.
At this moment, Hank's scalp went cold. He looked up in shock, only to see a person jump out from behind the three guards and slash at him with a long black saber. The saber arrived, but the wind from the saber made it hard for him to breathe.
Hank shouted and rolled on the ground with his sickle. Allen's saber struck the ground, and there was a muffled sound, like the sound of a drum. Hank's heart skipped a beat, and his scalp went numb as he looked at the silver-haired youth in front of him. His intuition told him that this youth was not to be trifled with. Hank gritted his teeth and advanced instead of retreating. His two sickles pulled out layers of sickle shadows, like a raging sea. After the first wave subsided, another wave rose, attacking Allen endlessly.
Allen thought to himself that this person had some eyesight. He could tell that a heavy weapon like Qianjun could not be allowed to display its full power, so he could only suppress it first. After Allen blocked a few waves of attacks, a wisp of red quietly melted on Qianjun's blade. Immediately, the heavy saber became a bit more ferocious.
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