rune hunter

Chapter 104
Most people refer to archers who have reached the silver rank as sharpshooters, but the specific concept of this title is very general. In fact, after the archer's strength rises to the silver rank, there will also be different types of archers according to individual differences. deviation.This is the same as warriors choosing long swords or warhammers. The personal style of a marksman is also very dependent on the weapon in hand.

The Dragon Tooth Bow is powerful but the rate of fire is a little unsatisfactory, so El is very cautious every time he makes a shot.He didn't cooperate with Pallanti's attack at the first time, but aimed the second arrow at the middle-aged thief leader who was not far from the magician.

The most valuable targets on the battlefield are not the most threatening powerhouses, but those leaders who are responsible for coordinating command.War is not a game for one person, and individual heroism cannot play a decisive role.El has not learned these principles systematically, but the wolves in the mountains are the best teachers.

Although he has no confidence in his leadership ability, in this ignorant era, there are many idiots who don't understand this truth.El soon discovered that apart from Pallanti, who disrupted his overall plan, the opponent's magician also showed the same quality as a pig teammate.

The icy blue halo erupted from the magician's feet, freezing Pallanti, and at the same time freezing all the thieves around him indiscriminately.The middle-aged thief leader was also a master of extraordinary skills. He had a chance to avoid El's arrow, but he was frozen by his own people, and the arrow directly penetrated his skull.

The magician didn't bother to pay attention to the casualties of the thieves. From his personal point of view, the only threats were the assassins in front of him and the sharpshooters in the dark. As long as these two soldiers who barely counted as silver ranks were dealt with, the others Cavalry was nothing to him.As long as he is given enough time, all enemies can be buried in flames.

In the eyes of some silver-ranked powerhouses, ordinary fighters are like ants. No matter how heavy the casualties of the enemy and the enemy, it has nothing to do with him... Or maybe this kind of casualties is the ending he wants to see.The Istaron knights are brave and fearless, and the Sicily thieves are rebellious. They are not easy chess pieces to master. Letting them die together may be more conducive to the implementation of the follow-up plan.

There is no problem with his idea in theory, but he has never considered that there is a big killer like the magic-breaking arrow hidden in El.This kind of alchemy product made by Laurana not only has the most basic magic-breaking function, but also has various chilling and vicious effects added to it. The only problem is that it is expensive and scarce, and it cannot be reused.

El once threw a magic-breaking arrow as a hidden weapon during the battle, but it didn't exert its full effect, and he picked it up carefully afterwards.The other time was lurking on the battlefield to lock Princess Langaria. Although she didn't shoot it in the end, it has already made Princess Langaria feel threatened. Its power can be imagined.

Since then, El has not been able to find a worthy target to experience the true power of the Demon Arrow, but now this opportunity is in front of him.The surprise came so suddenly that he couldn't believe it.

In his imagination, the opponent's magician will definitely cast all kinds of weird magic to cover up his real body and whereabouts, and then use all kinds of weird magic to influence his own judgment, causing confusion to the charging knights, and then thieves swarm And then...but now this idiot stayed where he was for some unknown reason, put a bunch of colorful magic on himself, then completely ignored himself, turned around and started to release the wall of fire.

With the mentality of giving it a try, El replaced it with a magic-breaking arrow, drew the full bow and shot it with his greatest arm strength.With a bang, the magic-breaking arrow pierced through the translucent shield in front of the magician without hindrance, shattered all the colorful magic on his body, and directly inserted into the magician's body, leading him to fall backwards.

"I knew I would have shot the eye!" El slapped his head and shouted angrily. Out of caution, he aimed at the magician's chest, and the arrow didn't have the power of death runes attached to it, otherwise the opponent would definitely die. Clean and tidy has no salvage value.But now at least the original goal was achieved. El put away the dragon tooth bow and shouted: "The magician is dead!" Then he clamped his legs into the horse's belly and rushed into the camp of the bandits together with the other knights. .

After the death of the middle-aged thieves leader, the rest of the thieves lost their command and became a little overwhelmed. The death of the magician made their morale even worse.The elite knight team on the cliff had already controlled the situation, and found the hidden rolling logs and rocks, and threw them down one by one at the place where the most thieves gathered, making them howl immediately.

Under such an unfavorable situation, the morale of the thieves group collapsed quickly, and they spread their feet like birds and beasts without making a decent resistance. The carefully arranged ambush by both sides turned into a one-sided pursuit again.

Fortunately, this time the bandit group did not encounter the enemy hastily, and various means of retreat were prepared in the camp.The wall of fire released by the magician ignited the kerosene buried in the trench, and the flames burst into the sky for a while.The camp is full of tripping ropes and horse traps, as well as various other traps with very personal characteristics, not seeking to kill, but only to stop the enemy.Smoke bombs exploded among the crowd, thick smoke billowed everywhere, and the stench was suffocating...

When the battle was over, hundreds of corpses were left behind by the thieves, but the Knights of Eastalen were also greatly troubled.The number of unlucky people who were ambushed and lost their combat effectiveness due to burns and injuries was also hundreds, and their faces were all black and smoked like baboons in the mountains and forests, which is ridiculous.

Pallanti was thrown far enough so that the pretty little face was spared, replaced by mixed bruises.Although serious injuries such as fractures were avoided due to the dexterity of the body, falling in the dark will inevitably lead to bumps and bumps.

Enduring the pain in his body, Pallanti lowered his head and returned to El, silently waiting for his punishment.Disobedience to orders in the army is the biggest taboo, and if the circumstances are serious, even if they are beheaded, they are not worthy of sympathy. She even knows these things better than El.

El snorted coldly, ignored her, turned to the others and asked, "How many people died?"

"Including the magician, there are a total of 120 corpses, and it is estimated that the number of escaped is about the same."

"I'm asking about our casualty figures." El said coldly.After this battle, his personal prestige was finally temporarily erected, and he finally had some deterrent effect on these knights whose eyes were above the top.

"Seven brothers were sacrificed, 15 people were seriously injured, and 86 people were slightly injured." The black knight took a peek at Pallanti and said in a low voice: "Sir, without the support of the temple priests, this number of casualties is not surprising. .We only sacrificed seven people, and it can be said that we have won a complete victory..."

"Won a big victory when some people didn't obey the order to advance aggressively?" El asked with a sullen face.

"My mistake, sir," Pallanti whispered.

"What are you talking about? I didn't hear it!" El looked at her coldly and said, "Speak up, say it again, so that everyone can hear it. Don't be embarrassed, it seems that this is not the first time you Do it once."

Pallanti's petite body trembled suddenly, she bit her lips tightly, and her face suddenly lost all color.

"Sir, sir, listen to me." The black knight who reported the casualty data pouted, grabbed El's arm and dragged him aside.

"Sir, you put out the fire, there are some reasons that you don't know." The black knight smiled wryly and said in a low voice: "Brothers admire your ability to achieve such a result, but no one wants to blame Pa Randy, she was at fault for disobeying orders, but the seven brothers died in battle because of Guan Rong, so it really has nothing to do with her."

"What's your name?" Al asked.He had a little impression of this black knight, and he seemed to have reminded himself to pay attention to Pallanti's movements before the battle started.

"My name is Timmy, sir." The black knight scratched his head: "Listen to me, what happened with Pallanti is a long story, and what is more important now is to continue chasing those thieves. If you let them..."

"Timmy, I'm appointing you as the vice-captain now. Take someone to clean up the battlefield." El patted him on the shoulder, turned back to Pallanti and held out his hand.

"You have been relieved of your position as vice-captain now, return the sword to me. I will report what happened today when I go back."

Pallanti untied the foil and handed it to El without saying a word, without making any excuses for herself, but her eyes couldn't help turning red.

(End of this chapter)