PS: The introduction of the world setting and narration in the first few chapters are a little long and have been criticized. I will correct it in the future. It will definitely focus on the plot.
"Save, save me!"
"Have the Lord's reinforcements not arrived yet?"
The situation was not good! This time, it was the morale of the guards at the dock that began to become unstable. The militia looked at the huge Water Ghost King with fear in their eyes. The guards who had been fighting for a long time also swallowed their saliva.
The Water Wraith King pulled out the head of the dead guard and let out a proud howl. The guards at the docks couldn't help but take a step back. The captain of the guards was very anxious. There were originally 40 guards, but now there were less than 30 left. The reason why the morale of the guards didn't collapse was because there was a brave royal knight leading them. Otherwise, the guards at the docks would have fled long ago.
"So what if it's the Water Ghost King? Watch me defeat it!" Banda thought that it was time for him to perform.
"No, Banda, don't go up!" Werther exclaimed. That was the Water Ghost King, whose challenge level was at least Intermediate Elite. Moreover, there was something wrong with the posture of the Water Ghosts today!
Usually, the eyes of the Water Ghosts were always black. Today, the Water Ghosts and the Water Ghost King's eyes were all strangely red.
There must be something wrong!
"Roar, oh, oh, oh!" The Water Ghost King quickly noticed the young human who was rushing towards it. It raised the mace in its hand high and smashed it towards Banda.
"Oh!" Banda could only quickly dodge to the side. Under Werther's guidance, his basic skills were still very solid. The huge mace smashed onto the ground, raising a lot of smoke and dust.
The mercenary's leather armor was covered in dust. Just as Banda was about to raise his sword to attack again, the huge mace swept over from below amidst the smoke and dust. The airwave hit him in the face, and even Banda realized that something was wrong. He quickly pulled back his sword to defend himself.
“bang！！！” The sound of metal clashing could be heard. At the same time, there was the scream of a young mercenary. In the thick smoke, a body flew out and fell to the ground.
It was Banda. His sword flew into the sky, and his right hand was severely deformed. The young mercenary gritted his teeth, and his face was covered in cold sweat. It was obvious that he was enduring great pain.
Not far away from him, a gigantic monster was slowly walking towards him, dragging a huge mace behind it.
His heavy footsteps on the soft beach were like heavy hammers pounding on everyone's hearts.
"Banda!" Everyone in the Blood Axe Mercenary Squad cheered, and Wayerl howled miserably. He kicked away the water ghost beside him and ran towards his beloved disciple, but the distance between them was still 30 to 40 meters.
"Damn it." Teresa's silver eyes stared at the situation on the battlefield. As Banda had run far away and was beyond the range of the handgun, the sorceress subconsciously wanted to mobilize her magic power, but she found that it was empty. She had already overdrawn the power of her blood two days ago. If she overdrew the power of her blood again, there was even the possibility of her level dropping. Teresa had just broken through the legendary realm, so the sorceress decisively gave up after a little consideration. It was not worth it for a weak mercenary who had nothing to do with her.
Just as Teresa gave up, the Water Ghost King's tall figure walked out of the smoke and dust. The tall monster roared wantonly and then raised the huge mace in his hand. "Oh, oh, oh!"
"No!!!" The huge mace fell from high above.
Banda closed his eyes subconsciously.
"Bang!" There was no pain as he imagined, only the sound of metal clashing.
"Life is precious. You can give up your life for your great ideals, but overestimating yourself and sending yourself to your death is not in this category." A faint voice sounded in front of Banda. The tall figure raised his warhammer and blocked the huge mace. "Please understand the difference between sacrifice and death."
"Your recklessness is likely to cost you your life, and once your life is over, everything is over. I hope that today's moment can let you grow, Banda."
After that, Laing began to use all his strength. At this time, Laing knew that everyone's hopes were pinned on him. Because of his bravery and strength, the defenders had persisted until now. Similarly, if he was defeated, the defenders would completely collapse.
The time to determine the outcome had come.
The huge mace and the warhammer collided, and the huge sound and air waves rolled up dust. Between the flying sand and stones, the people on the dock could hardly open their eyes.
When Banda opened his eyes again, he saw an unbelievable scene. The Water Ghost King's mace had been bounced away by Laing's warhammer!
Laing had stronger strength than the Water Ghost King!
After another collision, the mace was bounced away again. The Water Ghost King was shaken back a few steps. It looked at the human in front of it in disbelief. It could not believe that he had such powerful strength.
"Good! As expected of Lord 'Sledgehammer' Laing. You really live up to your reputation! "Lauritz shouted excitedly. The outcome of this battle was already decided.
What did the low-intelligence water ghosts have to attack?
They could only scratch and bite. They could only rely on their powerful strength and sharp claws and teeth. Laing could defeat the Water Ghost King in terms of strength alone, so there was no possibility of him losing!
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" The dock was filled with the cheers of the guards and the militia. The water ghosts had realized that even their king could not defeat this terrifying knight, so they fled in all directions. The guards and the militia knew that it was time for them to reap the rewards, so they took the opportunity to charge in and take a few more heads to exchange for rewards.
Even the Water Ghost King realized this problem. The strength it was most proud of could not defeat this knight. It no longer had any chance of winning.
He no longer had any chance of winning. Thus, the leader, who had previously been so proud of himself, threw his huge mace at Leon. Then, without any hesitation, he abandoned his weapon and fled. The way his huge figure fled looked rather ridiculous.
Laing blocked the mace that was flying at him, and his momentum slowed down. However, this was not a problem for Laing. He had seen this kind of situation many times. He pulled out a throwing knife with yellow knife oil from the back of his belt.
This was the "legacy" left behind by his former teammate.
This saber of mine is a poisonous blade covered with poison!
Laing grabbed the handle of the throwing knife. His pupils shrank to a point. With a shake of his wrist, the throwing knife flew out of his hand.
Have a taste of my righteous throwing knife!
The shiny blade spun a few times in the air, cut through the sky, and directly pierced through the Water Ghost King's right knee from behind. The Water Ghost King fell and rolled a few times on the beach before struggling to get up. However, at this time, Laing had already rushed to its side.
The two-handed hammer was thrown aside by the man. He reached out and picked up a standard longsword that had fallen to the ground.
The Water Ghost King struggled and waved its sharp claws at Laing. However, the sword was unobstructed. The Water Ghost King's forearm was cut off, and a large amount of green blood spurted out. Before it could scream, the cold sword pierced through its chest.
The Water Ghost King's body struggled a few times before it completely stopped moving.
"Victory!" "Victory!" "Victory!" "Victory!"
"We won!!!"
When Villard led his army to the dock, he saw that the battle had already ended. The corpses of the water ghosts covered half of the dock. The soldiers were counting the casualties and cleaning up the battlefield. In this small-scale battle with the water ghosts, three dock guards had died and more than ten people were injured. Two of them had lost their arms. Even if they recovered, they could only retire.
The casualties of the militia were even fewer. Laing did not find it strange. The most useful thing about the militia was to wave flags and shout battle cries to increase their morale. In a battle, their main purpose was to prioritize survival. They would always ensure their own safety before launching an attack. It was almost impossible for them to charge and fight to the death unless the battle was already one-sided.
If there was no suitable commander, the militia would basically collapse in a battle.
"You are an excellent warrior, Laing. You are just like your father when he was young." Villard approached with his battle axe. "Thank you, Laing. If it were not for you, many fathers and husbands would have died in this battle."
"It's okay. Remember to give me 20% of the Water Ghost Teeth. I deserve it." Laing smiled and nodded. He put away the two-handed sword he picked up.
"Of course!" This was an unwritten rule on the continent. In a battle, the person who provided the crucial information and the person who killed the enemy leader would each receive 20% of the spoils.
Ignoring Banda who was on the ground receiving treatment, Laing walked to Teresa's side. "Teresa? Are you okay? "
Even after a fierce battle, Laing's clothes were not damaged at all. They were only stained with some green blood. The sorceress did not let any Water Ghost get within 20 meters of her. Seeing Laing return, she raised her gun. "I thought you would finish the battle faster."
"It should have been faster. I think you have noticed that there is something wrong with these beasts. Their eyes are blood-red. I can feel the power of the Blood God from them. The Water Ghosts are being controlled. They are being driven to attack the dock. If Mr. Villard did not issue a ban on the sea …" Laing thought of this and felt a little scared.
"Then when we go out to sea, we will encounter these Water Ghosts. The bottom of the ship will be pierced. We will have to fight these beasts in the water!" The sorceress reacted quickly. When she thought of this possibility, she felt her scalp tingle.
Fighting a water ghost in the water was a very stupid idea. Humans were not good at swimming in the first place.
"We'd better not let the Lord know that these Water Ghosts may have been attracted by us. Otherwise, we may start our journey ahead of time." Laing whispered to the sorceress. After getting an affirmative answer from the sorceress, Villard led the soldiers to clean up the battlefield. The teeth of the Water Ghosts were a kind of alchemy material. The spellcasters who passed by would always go to the Lord's residence to collect these things. Laing felt that it was better not to let Villard know about some things.
Although the Blood Axe Mercenary Team was the first to arrive, they were the last to join the battle. Apart from Boris and Wayde, who were charging at the front, who managed to kill the water ghosts, most of the mercenaries didn't even get to see blood before the battle ended.
Because of this, the militia and the mercenaries had a fierce argument about the distribution of the spoils.
"Everyone has a share in the battle. Why are we only given this little?" A mercenary with a dagger in his hand and a longbow on his back argued with the militia. He had short golden curly hair and a lot of pockmarks on his face. He even had a scar, but if you ignored these, he was still quite handsome.
Laing recognized him. He was a normal ranger in the mercenary regiment. His name was Simon, a very common name.
"Everyone has a share? You greedy mercenaries came in at the last moment. How many monsters did you kill in total? You have the nerve to ask for a share! Go away! Or I'll call the soldiers! "An old militia said impatiently.
"I killed a Water Ghost with my own hands!"
"I also killed three with my own hands!"
"Anyway, this is mine. Give it to me!" The young mercenary hurriedly went up to snatch the Water Ghost's teeth. A small bag of these teeth could be sold for dozens of silver coins, which was also a good income.
"No!" The old militia suddenly put the bag in his arms. Simon anxiously reached out to grab it, and the two of them wrestled together.
This action attracted a lot of attention, and the scene quieted down.
The old militia was pushed to the ground. The bag in his hand was broken, and the Water Ghost's teeth scattered all over the ground.
Even Laing and Teresa, who were discussing what to do next, were attracted to the scene.
It was only after the militiaman fell to the ground that everyone noticed a wooden prosthetic limb peeking out from under the militiaman's robe. Because the owner had fallen to the ground, the prosthetic limb had detached from his right leg and was lying alone on the ground.
This old militia was a disabled person!
After falling to the ground, the old militia looked at the scattered Water Ghost's teeth and tried to stand up. But how could he stand up easily with one leg missing? He struggled a few times, and a pain came from his old body. He had to stop struggling temporarily.
"Enough, a cripple also wants to go to the battlefield? Do you want to use this injured leg to get a battle wound? "A mercenary sneered disapprovingly.
"Yes, old trash, this is for you, you might need it, hahahaha ~" Simon took a wooden stick out of nowhere and threw it at the old militia, "Be careful, don't fall, hahahaha!"
"… Like I said, Old Terry is already this old, and he still insists on going to the battlefield, it's too much!" Some soldiers also whispered, "Maybe he was an excellent soldier 20 years ago, but now he's just a cripple."
"Crippled old man, you should go home and raise pigs. The pigsty is where you should be, hahahaha ~" Someone in the mercenary group heard the whispers of the soldiers and laughed loudly, "Just as well, feeding pigs doesn't require both of your legs, right?"
"Yes, but on the battlefield, that's not necessarily the case ~"
"Enough, enough, don't say anymore, Old Terry is still a retired veteran, everyone give him some face! Do you want people to mock you like this when you're crippled, crippled, or old? "A soldier stood up and laughed.
"Alright, alright!" Simon collected the Water Ghost Teeth and put them back into the bag, then threw them at the old veteran's face, "Forget it, old man, I'm too lazy to fight with you, consider these things as a gift for your retirement. Let me give you a piece of advice, an old cripple like you should go home and retire, don't come out and make a fool of yourself."
The old veteran silently lowered his head, his hands tightly clenched the sand on the ground, and two lines of tears flowed out from his eyes. He felt humiliated, deeply humiliated.
Since when did he become so weak? He used to be an outstanding soldier.
"In the future, what will the bards say about this?" Old Terry wept in humiliation and grief, "A veteran who lost a leg to protect his country. His only purpose is to be mocked by those damn mercenaries? If it weren't for us, what would you be? "
"Ha! You think too highly of yourself, old man! The bards won't even write a story for you, if you ask me, you might as well … Ugh!!! " Simon still wanted to say something, but a strong arm grabbed his throat and lifted him up like a chicken.
It was Laing. He suppressed his anger and said softly, "Apologize to this mister, immediately!"
"Mister, Mister Laing?!" Simon was shocked, he couldn't think of why this royal knight would interfere in this matter.
"Apologize, immediately!"
"Mister Laing, I …"
"Apologize to me now! Otherwise, I'll break your neck! "
"Yes … Yes!!! Sorry!!! "
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