Storm City's punitive team arrived at Demon Crow Ridge at night. They followed the traces left behind by the bandits and locked onto the other party in this mountain ridge.
At this moment, on a hillside in Demon Crow Ridge, a ball of fire could be seen from afar. Covey brought a few people to touch it, and they found a camp. Hiding in the dense bushes, he looked out and saw ten or twenty people gathered in the camp. They were talking loudly and drinking around the campfire. Their faces were painted with grotesque patterns, concealing their appearances and creating a mysterious atmosphere.
That was indeed a common method used by bandits to confuse the eyes and ears of the army. As long as these people wiped off the patterns on their faces afterwards, it would be difficult to associate them with bandits.
"Captain, do you want to do it?" A Knight made a gesture of wiping his throat.
Covey shook his head and gestured for the few of them to quietly retreat. As he left, Covey felt something and looked at an old tree beside him. A snake tail quickly retracted from the branch, and there was a colorful snake coiled around the branch. Covey looked at the snake and left with a frown.
Beside the campfire, Allen took the barbecue from a soldier. Suddenly, an image appeared in his mind. In the image, it was the image of Covey and the others leaving. Allen smiled and made a hidden gesture, telling everyone that the fish had been hooked.
Returning to the camp, Covey ordered, "Rest here. We have confirmed the location of the bandits. Where the camp is. Wait for them to fall asleep before attacking. We must take them down in one go. "
He added, "Those who resist will be killed without mercy, but the leader will have to stay. Lord Maud will personally interrogate him."
The soldier agreed.
Time passed bit by bit, and Covey closed his eyes to sleep. At four in the morning, he opened his eyes and shouted in a low voice, "Let's go."
Beside him, the Raging Thunder Knight immediately stood up and woke up the surrounding infantry. After briefly checking their equipment, the punitive team moved towards Allen and the others' camp. Along the way, Covey would occasionally spot one or two poisonous snakes. They were either lying in the grass or curled up on branches, and a soldier even stepped on a snake tail. Fortunately, the snake did not bite, and instead quickly slithered away. Otherwise, if it caused a commotion, it would attract the other party's attention.
When he arrived near the camp, Ke Wei discovered that the other party was not ordinary careless. Not only was there only one sentinel, but that bandit was also very incompetent. He leaned against a tree and seemed to be sleeping soundly. Covey made a gesture and a Knight quietly stepped forward. The Knight slowly unsheathed his sword and carefully drew it out from a dark place so that the moonlight would not shine on the sword and alert the sentries.
Everything was going smoothly. However, when he was just a few steps away from the sentinel. The Knight's feet sank as if he had stepped on something soft. He looked down and saw a red poisonous snake biting at him. It turned out that his iron boots were stepping on the snake's body. The Knight sighed inwardly. He knew that he couldn't do anything, so he changed the direction of his sword and slashed at the snake's head, cutting the poisonous snake into two.
However, the sound of the longsword piercing through the air attracted the sentinel's attention.
The sentry opened his eyes and met the Knight. He immediately screamed, "There's an enemy!"
"Damn it!" Covey cursed softly, drew his sword and roared, "Charge in!"
At this moment, he no longer cared about being exposed. He just wanted to end the battle as quickly as possible. As a result, the Raging Thunder Knight acted as the vanguard, and the Gale Infantry followed closely behind, forming a surging tide of people that quickly crossed the grass and crashed into the bandit camp. However, when they entered the camp, they found that the situation was very different from what they had believed. The bandits did not rush out of the tent in a hurry. Instead, they were fully armed and silent. They were so quiet, so quiet that it was almost cold, causing Covey's heart to skip a beat.
He couldn't help but shout, "You're not Dick's men. Who are you?"
Allen grinned, "It doesn't matter who we are. What matters is that none of you are leaving tonight."
The one who attacked the three small towns inside Tulsi Town was naturally not Dick's father, but a fake bandit played by Allen. On the one hand, this method revealed the truth about Mo De and Dick's cooperation. Regardless of whether the citizens believed it or not, they would inevitably become suspicious of Mo De, thus damaging his prestige and laying the groundwork for taking over Storm City in the future. On the other hand, it increased the pressure on Storm City. The citizens who had their food taken away would pour into Storm City in large numbers. In order to create the image of a benevolent lord, Mo De naturally had to open his warehouse and release food. However, the problem was that a day or two wasn't a big deal. What if it was a week or even a month? Allen believed that it would make Mo De anxious.
Once he was anxious, he would lose his sense of propriety. And an opponent who lost his calm, no matter how powerful he was, would no longer be terrifying.
Finally, the most important thing was to draw Mo De's army out of Storm City bit by bit. Allen only brought the King Of Mountains and Dark Blade with him in order to create the impression that there weren't many fake bandits. In this way, Mo De wouldn't hesitate to send out troops to suppress him. However, he could not have expected that Allen's fake bandits were made up of elite warriors.
The entire plan had been deduced many times, including the hidden relationship between Mo De and Dick, as well as Bree and Betto from the Adventurers Association, who had provided Mo De's temperament. The key to this plan going smoothly was that Mo De did not believe that the weak Sur City would actually take the initiative to provoke him. By the time he reacted, everything was already settled.
Thus, under the impetus of this plan, the crusade crashed into one of the traps set up by Allen.
"With just you guys?" Covey sneered. He calmed down and told himself that he had the advantage in numbers, so he had a chance of winning. Pointing his sword, Ke Wei shouted, "Kill!"
The punitive squad immediately attacked.
"Regis, I'll leave their leader to you!" Shouted Allen. The Origin Energy on his body soared, and the engraving of the prairie blade lit up on his forehead. Qianjun immediately faintly glowed with flames. Allen fiercely stabbed into the ground, and three dark red flames appeared in front of the punitive squad.
The Raging Thunder Knight rushed at the front. When they discovered the flames not far ahead, they felt that something was wrong, but they could not stop their footsteps. One by one, they could only grit their teeth and circulate their Origin Energy, fitting into the flames.
Boom! Boom! Three streaks of flames rushed up from the ground, and the pillars of flames formed a straight line, forming a high-temperature line of fire. The Raging Thunder Knight who had crossed the line of fire shouted loudly. The Origin Energy on their bodies had offset a portion of the impact of the flames, but the extremely hot flames had instantly heated up the armor on their bodies. As a result, the Knight who had been knocked dizzy by the blazing flames were burned to the point that their flesh was torn apart by the hot iron pieces on their bodies.
Taking advantage of this moment, Allen rushed forward. Qianjun swept up the fire dragon and unleashed his saber power, pulling several Raging Thunder Knight into his attack circle. At the same time, the Dark Blade Warrior also attacked the remaining Knight. The two of them formed a group and used their chain blades to wrap around the Knight's hands and feet. According to Belmond's instructions, after wrapping the target tightly, he used a poisonous dagger to seal his throat.
However, they were still novices after all, and this actual combat was inevitably a little flustered. As a result, some of the Dark Blade Warriors were originally wiping their knives at the Knight's throat. Because of the Knight's resistance or the interference of the environment, they were unable to successfully seal their throats and could only create other wounds on the Knight's body. However, the knives were coated with poison, and the more intense the Knight's resistance, the easier it was to disperse the poison.
While Allen and Dark Blade ate the Raging Thunder Knight of the punitive squad, the warriors of the King Of Mountains attacked the infantry. The infantry that followed behind the Knight crossed the line of fire, and while their eyes were still hurting from the flames, they collided with the fine iron warhammer of the King Of Mountains warriors. These strong warriors struck down with a hammer, regardless of whether they hit their heads or chests, they were all killed in a single blow.
Instantly, more than a dozen Gale Infantry soldiers died in battle.
Seeing this, Covey's eyes turned red. He wished he could pounce on the valiant warriors with steel shields and warhammers in their hands. However, the sharp sword lights in front of him made it impossible for him to put this idea into practice.
Regis came and went like the wind, using the combination of spinning steps and sliding steps to create a strong impact. His attacks were very concise, and he often retracted them with one strike. However, every time he attacked, Regis's Iron Slashing Sword was like a cannonball piercing through the air, producing an intimidating howl.
During this period, Covey tried to stop him and fight with Regis, but he was almost knocked out of his hand by Regis's flickering sword light. After that, Covey no longer dared to face him head-on. Instead, he used methods like dodging and counterattacking to fight. However, as Regis's sword momentum unfolded, the flickering sword lights became more and more dense. The space that Covey could dodge gradually shrank, and the situation became more and more unfavorable for the captain of the punitive squad.
Covey's scalp exploded. He couldn't figure out where these experts and ferocious people had jumped out from. One had to know that with Regis's skill, he was already close to Guild Leader Knight's aptitude. At the very least, he could still be a deputy guild leader. However, such a person was actually a subordinate of the silver-haired youth. Covey thought about it, but he couldn't guess the other party's identity.
In the midst of the fierce battle, the sword lights that filled the entire battlefield suddenly disappeared completely. However, not only did Covey not feel the pressure lessen, the atmosphere in the arena became even more solemn. Regis was ten meters away from his left, his Origin Energy rising and his killing intent surging.
Covey knew that the next attack would definitely be his opponent's killing blow. He immediately circulated his Origin Energy with all his might, fighting for his life.
When Regis's aura reached its peak, the Iron Slashing Sword was handed over to Covey from afar. A strong light lit up in Covey's eyes. Before his body could react, a flash of light had already passed by him.
With a clang, Regis sheathed his sword. Behind him, a flash of light exploded, turning into a myriad of intense lights. Covey's body was lifted into the air like a puppet by the shockwave, constantly rolling and sprinkling a large amount of blood. When he fell to the ground, he was already dead. A huge gap appeared in his chest, but the real fatal thing was the sword qi that Regis had pressed into his body.
The instant the explosive sword qi entered his body, it tore through Covey's protective Origin Energy, shattering his blood vessels and vital organs. Covey still opened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that there was such a fast sword in this world!
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