Chapter 572 (1/1)
Before the words fell, a sharp arrow flew from the dark woods, aiming at Elsa, who was fully focused on cheese. But before the arrow drank blood, it was seized by a big hand. The arrow stopped in front of the red fox's throat, and then it could not move forward.
”Everyone, get cover!” Exclaimed the dwarf Lord, holding the arrow in his hand, in a loud voice, pulling over the cheese and throwing him to Elsa's care. As for Andre himself, he reached for the bearskin cloak and held it in front of him. The tanned bear skin is enough to block the arrows.
”Who will attack us here? Is it the assassin sent by the kingdom to kill cheese Asked Rosa, who was hiding behind the barrel. With the current situation of Cang lion, it is difficult to imagine who would dare to attack these people so rashly, as for ordinary bandits and thugs? They were either torn to pieces by hungry rodents in the rat man plague, or they surrendered early to seek shelter. After all, the rat can't stop the tide of wood.
The dwarf sneered at the count of black mountain's question. He took the arrow in his hand and used it as a dagger. He said in a contemptuous tone, ”don't worry, just help the wild dog who will come out to look for trouble in spring.”
Most of the people present soon understood what the Duke meant. It is the nomadic tribes on the grassland in the northwest of the kingdom that will appear in spring like wild dogs attacking passers-by. The day of reckoning has indeed come to the annual regular plunder season. As an important place to build a city, the iron fort has always been the object of patronage of nomads. It is reasonable to see the enemy at this time.
”Wild dogs don't hurt the mage.” The count glanced at the cheese that Elsa was hiding with her eyes. He was very curious that ordinary assassins could not hurt him at all with the strength of today's rat guardian. Let alone make him bleed. This is not something a group of nomads can do.
The dialogue between the dwarves and Lothar may have revealed their position. The sound of bowstring sounded, and several arrows appeared on Andre's bearskin cloak and the barrel beside the count. However, in order to meet the needs of riding and shooting, the arrows of nomads are much shorter than those commonly used in the kingdom. In addition, their bows are more light and can not provide enough kinetic energy. All these factors together reduce the penetration of arrows, at least in the current distance.
”No matter how he got hurt, we have to get rid of these guys first.” The webworm calmly put forward the most practical proposal. As a mercenary, even if the opponent is weak, he must be alert. Any carelessness may become the last time in his life. She has seen too many people who have fallen down because they despise the enemy.
”It makes sense.” Lothar nodded, but he wanted to fight the enemy, at least with weapons. The count leaned out his head and looked at the Tomahawk on the log not far away. He could not reach for it. Fortunately, Lothar quickly thought that, unlike other team-mates' bunkers, the barrel in front of him could be moved. Count carefully pushed down the barrel, the whole person half lying on the ground, let the rolling shelter to open up a safe passage for his own progress.
Naturally, moving targets are attacked the most. More arrows are fired on the barrel, which releases the liquid originally stored in it, and the rich aroma of wine spreads along the water traces on the ground. ”Goat's beard, that's my last bucket of good wine! This waste is a crime! Those guys don't know what they've done The shrieking and swearing of dwarves was particularly harsh in the tense atmosphere. Heather, who has touched the weapon, throws a dagger to her Lord. The dwarf's hammer is too heavy for her.
”Three in the East, two in the south, and three in the west, but I don't think there's something wrong with the group in the West.” Jack's eyes glowed with ghostly green, and he had found them in the smell of the nomads. But one of the people in the West smelled strange to wolf walker. It was not a human taste.
”It's skinners. Some people call them skin walkers or other names. It's him who wounded me. Magic doesn't work for him, so does ordinary iron. Only you and Mona can fight him head-on The cheese was leaning against the log, and the blood flowed slowly from under his palm, and Elsa couldn't stop what she did with the wound. The mage breathed heavily to ensure that his respiratory tract was not blocked by blood. ”It's useless. The wound caused by the Skinner can only be healed when he is dead. As long as he's alive, my wound will bleed all the time. ”
”It doesn't sound funny. When I get rid of him, you'd better explain why such a guy is here. ” As Jack said, his teeth began to grow longer.
”Be careful, he is no longer a man.” Cheese reminds way, do not want wolf Walker because of carelessness and cause accident. Skinners have the ability to actually kill werewolves, because their physical fitness is not much different, and even the former is slightly superior.
Alexander's first wolf got up from behind the shelter, and two arrows accurately stabbed him in the trunk one after the other, but the iron weapon could not hurt the wolf Walker's skin. Jack used his clawed hand to take the arrow which was hung on his chest and folded his single hand into two parts. He turned to look at the mage, and showed a grim smile, ”what a coincidence, I am not.” With that, the figure of the werewolf rushed into the night, and Mona immediately followed her. In the grass in the west, the language of the nomads was soon heard.”He said there were three in the East.” The count of Heishan is not willing to fall behind. He makes a face at the dwarf, and then runs to the grass in the East without looking back. The net worm drew out the dagger and tilted her head. She didn't like fighting in the dark, but she didn't want Lothar to have any accidents.
Andre rushed to the grass in the south, but ran into the walking Karus. The swords and daggers in the hands of the demons were dripping with blood beads, which undoubtedly belonged to the enemies who were supposed to be dwarves' targets. He looked down at the dwarf who was glaring at him and shrugged. ”I went over when you said you were looking for shelter. It's you who are slow.”
Big Duke liehammer opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he only heard ”boom!” With a loud noise, a figure flew over from the West and broke a tree about the waist of an adult near the camp. If you were an ordinary person, this must have been a death, and even wolf walker, Jack felt bad. He struggled to his feet, half man and half wolf. ”A few of you, I think we may need some help.”