Sue slowly stood up with his hands on the ground. He was also shocked by the effect of the arrow. Thinking back to the battle method that Salin had told him, as well as that inconceivable order, Sue's eyes showed admiration.
Although the arrow was extremely fast, and its attack power reached the level of a high-level spell, it was still impossible for him to kill a level-six mage by himself. It was an instant kill.
The mage's death was not unjust. Salin had disguised himself as a white-robed mage and rushed over on the skeleton warhorse to attract the attention of the black-robed mage. When Salin completely released his aura, the black-robed mage's perception would be attracted by Salin, and he would not be able to discover Sue's arrow.
This momentary distraction was calculated by Salin very accurately.
In other words, Salin had calculated that Sue would condense the sword energy to the strongest and release it at the right time. Salin seemed to have completely revealed his strength in the thirtieth of a second before Su shot this arrow.
The black-robed mage had been distracted for less than half a second, but in that short moment, Sue's arrow had pierced through his chest. It seemed that the mage had been killed by Sue, but if not for Salin's precise calculations, the mage could have escaped even if he was injured.
Not only did Salin have a thorough understanding of himself, but he had also calculated his enemies and subordinates very clearly.
A level-six mage had been killed by a level-six mage and a silver sword saint just like that.
Salin rode to the black-robed mage's side. The fog had not dispersed yet, so he jumped off the skeleton warhorse and searched the mage's body.
Two rings and a bracelet. Three pieces of magic equipment fell into Salin's hands.
No matter how small a fly was, it was still meat. Moreover, the enemy was a level-six mage. As long as he had a spatial equipment, it would be worth more than 100,000 gold coins. It did not matter if there was nothing in the spatial equipment. Salin happily put the three items into his Bestowal Ring.
His Bestowal Ring was not as good as the original one. He had given the first Bestowal Ring to Silva. The only advantage of this ring was that it could be put into a spatial equipment, and it would not destroy the ring or anything else that was put into it.
After putting away the loot, Salin mounted the skeleton warhorse and stood on the street, preparing to cast a spell. The enemy's strongest mage had been killed, so he didn't have to worry about protecting the ordinary soldiers.
Salin had prepared Cone of Ice, a compound spell he had created. It had a radius of more than a hundred meters and a killing range of more than fifty meters.
The elemental waves in the sky were so strong that even a first-level Mage could sense them.
The Thieves who came later didn't see the scene of the black-robed Mage being killed. All they saw was a cloud of mist shrouding the center of the street.
Don't be fooled by the Thieves' disorderly march. They were very brave. Faced with the suspicious clouds, the 200 Thieves charged forward without the slightest hesitation.
Salin cast spells with both hands in the mist, and the temperature in the air dropped drastically. Back when he was still a low-level Magician, he had already created a powerful attack. This time, he was even more proficient at it. Hundreds of icicles condensed in the blink of an eye and came crashing down, enveloping all the Thieves.
Salin couldn't aim every icicle at the enemy, but this kind of concentrated damage wasn't just limited to the penetrative power of the icicles. A rumbling sound echoed throughout Lateral Star City. Salin's Cone of Ice instantly knocked over 200 Thieves off their horses. Those who were hit directly died, and those whose armor was only scratched were also frozen by the low temperature and fell to the ground.
It was still calculation. When Salin had prepared this spell, he had calculated the attack range and the Thieves' speed. With this area of effect spell, none of the targets escaped Salin's slaughter.
The Thieves on the ground, who couldn't even groan, saw a white-robed Mage walk out of the mist. The young Mage had a calabash hanging on his waist. The white-robed Mage's calabash shot out a six-meter-long green stream of water …
Salin released the stream of water from the calabash. The stream of water flew forward and quickly severed the necks of the Thieves who hadn't died yet. No matter how good the Thieves' armor was, it couldn't withstand the twisting of the stream of water.
More Thieves arrived at the intersection one after another. When they saw this scene, they were scared out of their wits. In the eyes of the Thieves, Mages were heartless and murderous fellows.
The city was still in chaos, but Salin had nothing else to do. The biggest problem had been dealt with. With Sue and Trish, they could completely suppress the Thieves. Besides, Sharman had a Level-5 Mage with her. If he killed the Level-6 Mage, the Level-5 Mage would have an absolute advantage.
The Level-5 Mage was standing on top of the city wall with Sharman. He saw Salin and Sue's cooperation clearly, and his expression immediately turned ugly.
Sharman, on the other hand, clapped her hands and laughed. "I knew Brother Salin was lying. Little Four, he's a great mage. You should be convinced now."
The Mage wanted to retort, but the Mage that Salin killed could fly easily. This was a sign that he was at least a Level-6 Mage. Salin and Sue worked together to kill a Level-6 Mage. No matter how arrogant he was, he didn't think he could surpass Salin. They were both Great Mages. There was nothing to hide in this short battle.
If he and Sharman worked together, the most they could do was escape from that Mage.
The battle continued. Only then did Ainphent's Corpse Soldiers arrive. The Corpse Soldiers were originally lying in ambush outside the city. Salin was also worried that there was an unbeatable powerhouse among the enemies, so he could use the Berserk Corpse Soldiers to block their escape. Now Trish had gone back and forth among the Thieves several times, but there was still no danger signal. This meant that there was no real powerhouse among the Thieves.
If it was a field battle, Salin was afraid that too many soldiers would die. Now that they were in the city and had killed more than two thousand enemies in the chaos, Salin had no need to worry.
After discussing with Ainphent, Ainphent began to summon the Corpse Soldiers into the city. The eighty Undead Wolves were still outside the city. Salin was preparing for the worst. The Undead Wolves were not as powerful as Level-4 Magic Beasts, but they were very fast. Even a Level-7 Magic Shooter couldn't catch up with them when they ran short distances.
The Corpse Soldiers hidden outside the city were summoned by Ainphent's magic. At the same time, their berserk abilities were activated. Hundreds of soldiers killed their way into the Thieves' ranks. There were only about a thousand Thieves outside the city. Most of them had been burned to death by the Firebird, and the remaining Thieves were at a loss. The sudden appearance of the Corpse Soldiers made the Thieves even more chaotic.
Salin flew into the air and saw all of this. He sighed in his heart. These Thieves were not weak. At least, they were about the same as the pirates he had subdued. Back then, he had planned to use those pirates to forge a strong army. That was a ridiculous idea.
If Thieves and regular soldiers encountered them, they would basically be annihilated. A third of the tens of thousands of Thieves were killed by less than a thousand of his own people. Moreover, more slaves were injured in this battle, but not a single one died. In addition to the more than a thousand people killed by the Firebird, the Thieves had lost half of their forces.
This was completely different from what the bards had said. Salin now understood. Rogues were not as good as Thieves, Thieves were not as good as ordinary troops, and ordinary troops were not as good as the private soldiers raised by the nobles. The private soldiers raised by the nobles were not as good as the royal swordsmen.
And in the legends that the bards had recited, those powerful Thieves were existences that could destroy an army by themselves!
No wonder the nobles never shut the bards' mouths. In the eyes of the nobles, the stories told by the bards were all jokes, and the lowest of jokes. The greatest wealth in this world was firmly in the hands of the mages and nobles. It would be strange if the Thieves were strong.
If the Thieves were organized and disciplined, with a few more mages, the Firebird would not have been able to kill more than a thousand people. This spell seemed powerful, but it was used against ordinary people. Salin only needed a level-four spell of the same level to destroy it. After all, the Firebird was very slow.
There were still many Thieves in the city. On Salin's side, apart from the slaves in charge of shooting arrows, the rest were all injured. After all, there were too many Thieves. The troops were slowly gathered. The injured were first treated with Recovery Water, and then switched to crossbows. The slaves in charge of shooting arrows picked up their weapons and joined the battle.
The city gate had already been cleared. The forces of two caravans were gathered, and under Su's lead, they advanced towards the center of the city.
Sidestar City was not big. The city lord's mansion had already been captured, but the leader of the Thieves also knew that his companions had been annihilated. This young Thief was quite decisive. The level-six mage had not returned, and he did not want to lose all his forces here.
The leader of the Thieves ordered the rest of the Thieves to head north to meet Salin's army, while he escaped through the south gate with a few hundred trusted followers.
There were no great mages among the enemies. Salin followed behind Su, calmly releasing large-scale spells, and the Thieves fell in droves. This was already meaningless. It was just a simple massacre. If it was a war between two countries, both mages and mages would only play a supporting role. They would rarely be the vanguard. However, the enemies were Thieves, and they could be killed without a trial.
There was no law or morality to restrict mages from killing Thieves. When the Thieves realized that their leader had escaped, they began to disperse. Trish led twenty cavalrymen back and forth in the city a few times. They were satisfied with the killing and did not want to fight anymore. He also knew that Salin did not intend to kill all the Thieves. Otherwise, Salin would have set up ambushes at all the city gates.
One side chased, the other side fled. As long as there was a way out, these Thieves would not risk their lives. If they surrounded the city, their soldiers would inevitably suffer casualties.
In the end, more than two thousand Thieves escaped the city. Sharman happily led the limited manpower and began to hunt down the injured Thieves in the city.
Salin called Sharman back and said, "What are you doing!"
"Brother Salin, these are Thieves. Look, they all have tattoos." Sharman held a human head and used a short knife to cut off the long hair on top of the Thief's head, revealing the tattoos inside. Salin did not expect a little girl like her to do such a bloody thing.
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