chapter 10 ambush

The sunlight fell dappledly in the forest. Even the sunshine at noon in midsummer has very little left after passing through the unusually lush foliage. In the Demonic Forest, even the edges are always cold and damp.

More than thirty knights walked silently through the forest. Most of them wore fine half-knight armor and carried sharp axes and guns. About half of the knights also had longbows hanging on them. This team of knights is Roger's "Dragon and Beauty" mercenary group. When there were still more than 200 miles away from Sellersburg, which was occupied by thieves (or mercenaries), Kate, who had some military experience, led the team into the Demonic Forest. After a painful day of marching in the forest, the mercenaries were less than 100 miles away from their destination. The journey went smoothly without encountering any vicious monsters. After all, the mercenaries were only operating at the edge of the forest.

There are quite a lot of mountains around Sellersburg, but most of them are low hills. Due to its remote location, lack of resources, and Orfiloc's deliberate laissez-faire, Sayresburg was occupied for half a year without anyone taking care of it. It just hurts the common people in the surrounding areas. But this is all outdated information, and Roger and others will eventually have to rely on the map provided by Orfiloc to conduct this reconnaissance.

In the afternoon, the mercenaries were estimated to be less than 70 miles away from Sayresburg, approaching the patrol range of the opponent's cavalry scouts. Kate gave an order, and the mercenaries distanced themselves and advanced slowly in a dispersed formation. The four experienced mercenaries jumped off their horses and quickly began to search forward.

The cavalryman wearing a black half knight armor in the middle and back of the team was Roger . This fat man, who had no enlightenment as a mage at all, was holding a short battle ax in his hand. The battle ax adheres to the gorgeous style of the "Hammer of the God of War", with graceful lines that even make people feel delicate. Magic inscriptions are engraved on the back of the ax, and a rare black crystal is embedded in the handle. After seeing Roger 's appearance for the first time, the vicious Folan said: "I don't think the battle ax wizard is funny."

Most mages have been immersed in magical tomes for many years and have been exposed to various harmful substances (for humans, most parts of Warcraft are somewhat poisonous), so their physical strength is not very good. Wearing heavy armor is absolutely impossible. It's a big burden. Moreover, metal has been proven to be a great hindrance to the concentration of magic power. Even if a magician stands still and wears full body armor, the probability of magic failure will exceed 50%. In battle this is a matter of life and death. For Roger, neither was a problem. His mental power is too huge, and it is extremely easy to control his poor magic power. And I don’t know if it’s because his body has been transformed, but Roger’s mental power is very little lost in gathering magic power through metal. With his little magic power, which is only enough to cast third-level magic, he is sealed with a metal ball. Even if you get up, you can still release magic.

Ever since entering the Demonic Forest, Roger has often been in a daze. In his eyes, everything around him often turned into flat paintings, and various strange screams sounded in his ears from time to time. Roger looked around blankly, as if he were standing in front of a huge landscape painting. He impulsively wanted to pierce the painting paper with a tomahawk several times to see what was behind it. He seemed to see Kate coming over and saying something loudly to him, but he was like a fish in the water. He only saw the mouth of the person on the water moving, but could not hear the specific words.

Roger shook his head hard, as if breaking a mirror, the flat world was shattered. Sounds and colors returned to the world. "Roger!! What's wrong with you??"Kate shook him hard. "I'm fine. What happened?"Roger felt as tired as if he had just survived. Kate stared at him for a while and then said: "We discovered the whereabouts of the other party's patrol. I think we'd better ambush here and arrest a few people for questioning."

Kate found the patrol team only 10 miles away from the outer edge of the forest. There were very clear horse hoof prints, a mix of old and new. Judging from the number, it was a team of about 7 or 8 people. These traces indicate that groups of the same size often pass by this path. Perhaps this forest path was originally made by a patrol.

It was getting late, and the mercenaries rested in the forest for the night after setting up the trap. In the early morning, Kate arranged for new scouts to look out at the edge of the forest, while the others continued to rest. Everyone with extremely limited military knowledge actually didn't know how to ambush. Fortunately, some of the hired mercenaries were familiar with this method, and the layout was quite decent.

Roger and others discussed last night and felt that this patrol team might not be that simple, otherwise the two good guys sent would not have disappeared. However, despite repeated discussions, other than strengthening prevention, no results could be achieved.

After a night's rest, Roger's energy was fully restored. He stroked a green ring on his hand and softly chanted an activation spell. A small, inconspicuous ball of light slowly formed and gradually rose into the sky. Roger devoted some mental energy to enter the light ball, and another field of vision seemed to open up in front of his eyes. As the light ball slowly rose, it stabilized in the air about ten meters away. This wizard's eye magic is not very high-level, and it lasts very long. It is a convenient reconnaissance magic. But the shortcomings are also prominent. Magicians need to constantly increase their concentration, so during battle, magicians cannot care about maintaining this magic. Another disadvantage is that the fluctuations in this magic are easily detected by another mage, often thus giving away the mage's location. And this is often a fatal threat to magicians.

A crisp bird song came from the edge of the forest, and the mercenaries sitting on the ground jumped up and entered an ambush position. The mercenaries' horses have been placed five miles away, and the cavalry cannot play any role in the forest. As the steady sound of horse hooves gradually became clearer, the palms of the noble scum began to sweat. This is different from the previous fights, this is real. Roger did not move, always observing the surroundings through the eyes of the wizard. Of course, the premise is that he puts himself comfortably on a big tree with lush leaves.

Six scout cavalry walked slowly along the path. The cavalry were all wearing leather armor and carrying knight's swords. They patrolled casually, talking and laughing. It seemed that they hadn't encountered anything in many days. There seemed to be some kind of logo painted on the chest of the patrol's leather armor, but now it has been scratched off. Roger, who was sitting in the tree, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, as if a poisonous snake in the dark had been staring at him. The fat man immediately withdrew his wizard's eyes, closed his eyes, and tried his best to sense the magic fluctuations around him. The fat man with excellent mental strength immediately felt that there was a faint source of magic power two miles away from the mercenaries, hiding towards them. Judging from the fact that I just used the wizard's eyes to detect him, this magician has cast invisibility on himself, and he is at least an intermediate wizard.

Roger was suddenly at a loss. His mental perception could only find out the general location of the opponent. The Eye of Truth that could break the invisibility was a level four magic, and he couldn't release it now. But there is always a way. The fat man thought about it and smiled sinisterly. Taking advantage of the fact that the mage was still a little far away from here, he quickly discussed it with Ette, who was closest to him, and disappeared into the forest with the agility unique to Warcraft.

The patrolling knights were leisurely digesting their breakfast, but what was a little disappointing was that the scenery in this forest was really not that good. They don't worry too much about their own safety. After all, an intermediate mage is protecting them secretly. The thick-lined cavalry did not think about the problem in the direction of the bait. Several people laughed louder and louder as they talked about the young and lonely village girl they met during the patrol last month.

Death always comes when least expected. Suddenly, arrows like locusts flew out from deep in the trees. Twenty short bows and three crossbows were all aimed at the three cavalrymen walking in front. These patrolling cavalry were very skilled. They quickly moved the arrows and blocked less than half of them in a hurry. But each of the three people in front was hit by a few arrows and fell off their horses. The three cavalrymen who missed the arrow reacted quickly and rushed into the woods without giving the mercenaries a second chance to fire their arrows.

The mercenaries dropped their bows and arrows, drew their swords, and began to fight hand to hand. The martial arts of the patrolling knights are all good, especially the knight holding a giant sword is even more impressive. He controlled the horse to flexibly bypass two large trees, and rushed into the middle of the three mercenaries who had just drawn their swords. He swung the giant sword, knocked down one mercenary, and then stabbed the second mercenary like lightning. . The mercenary raised his sword, and with a clang, the sword was swung away. He was immediately stunned. He raised his left arm and used the knight's steel shield on his arm to protect his heart. The tip of the giant sword and the steel shield drew a spark, making a tooth-piercing sharp sound. The curved shield forced the sword tip to slide to one side. The mercenary was thrown into the air by the huge momentum, and there was a soft cracking sound on his arm. Immediately, the giant sword knight laughed ferociously, his wrist shook, and the giant sword sank downwards, stabbing a large gash deep into the bone on the mercenary's thigh that was not protected by steel armor.

The third mercenary turned around and hid behind a tree. The giant sword knight glanced at him and found that his armor was much more gorgeous. He immediately put down the two injured mercenaries and chased after him. The mercenary was none other than Luns, and his life was at stake at this moment. He was covered in armor and showed his agility that was not inferior to that of a thief. He walked around in the trees, and the knights behind him could never catch up with him.

The other two patrol cavalry did not have such luck or skill. A man was chasing a mercenary on horseback, when two axes and guns suddenly came from the tree above his head. He was shocked. In the middle of his busy schedule, he crouched down on the horse, pinched the horse's belly, and the horse jumped more than three meters away. He was able to escape. Tribulation. However, another ax gun came silently from behind, easily splitting the leather armor, and almost cut him in half. Kate jumped down from the tree lightly, without having time to check the body, she quickly took the ax gun and moved towards the place where the sound of fighting came from. Another patrolling cavalry was surrounded by five mercenary regiments led by Ette. The tiger couldn't hold off the wolves, and he was soon attacked by a mercenary from behind and slashed in the thigh, and then chopped down with a random sword.

The giant sword knight followed Luns in two more circles. Two screams from far away made him change his mind, turned his horse's head, and prepared to escape. His horse suddenly stood up, a crossbow was stuck in its hip, and the knight was thrown off his horse. When he was in danger, he rolled to his feet and found Kate standing in front of him holding a blood-stained ax gun. Ette also appeared from behind carrying a heavy sword. Folan, who was holding a crossbow, and Luns, who was struggling to escape just now, also appeared. The knight's palms were sweaty and he couldn't help cursing: "Where is that damn mage?"

The magician's situation is not good either. After discovering that someone was using the wizard's eye, he cast the invisibility spell and quickly and carefully approached the battlefield. At this time, the sound of fighting sounded in the distance. Fortunately, he found a knight with bright armor 30 meters away ambushing him in the woods. He was dressed like a commander. The magician was secretly satisfied with his luck, and a bolt of lightning hit the target. Seeing the knight falling down with tiny electric sparks all over his body, the magician appeared and walked over in a swaggering manner. He believed in the power of his spell, not to mention that he had prepared a second lightning spell as a backup.

The knight stood up with difficulty again, and a second bolt of lightning passed through the air and hit him again. But this time the knight did not fall, but turned around. There was only a skull under the helmet, and pale flames occasionally flashed in the deep eye sockets, staring at the magician. The magician looked at all this in horror, and the skeleton seemed to smile at him. The magician felt that his mouth was dry and his palms were sweaty. The instinct formed from years of fighting made him quickly activate the amulet he was wearing. A white beam of light rose from under his feet and then disappeared. But the magic force field invisible to the naked eye has covered the mage. The second-level spell "Magic Armor" is economical, practical, and easy to learn. It is definitely a must-have for magicians to protect themselves when traveling.

He is already an intermediate magician, and he still needs to use the amulet to activate this second-level spell. The main purpose is that he still needs time to recite the next spell. Time on the battlefield is the second life of a mage. With the same mana and the same spell, the one who finishes reciting it first will have the upper hand. Different people recite mantras at different times. After all, accent, language habits, and even whether you are in a happy mood that day may affect the performance of the mantra. As is generally recognized in mainland China, it is impossible to become a magic master if you stutter. But the faster the spell is recited, the better. Not to mention that the faster the spell, the higher the probability of failure. More advanced spells tend to be longer and more difficult to pronounce. The fact that important syllables in many spells cannot be shortened is a big problem. Which syllables can be shortened is often a magician's biggest secret, which may not even be taught to his closest disciples.

The magician's spell was quickly completed, and a summoning circle appeared on the ground. In the shining light, a magical creature was slowly taking shape. At this time, Roger had quietly come from behind and struck the magician with an axe. Seeing that the mage was about to be separated, Roger felt as if the ax had suddenly cut into a large piece of butter, and he involuntarily turned to one side. As a rookie who has only been using an axe for a few days, he still doesn't know how to control the axe.

The magician was startled and dodged sideways, but the battle ax still made a long bloody gash on his shoulder. Roger took another flying kick, but he changed his favorite teasing to sweeping the floor. Sure enough, he kicked the cotton pile again. However, the powerful and heavy kick still kicked the magician away.

"Roar!" A roar sounded behind Roger. Roger looked back and saw a black tiger about to pounce. "Damn!"Roger secretly cried out that he was unlucky. After the successful close combat, the magician had nothing to do. Unexpectedly, his pet turned out to be a rare fighting type. After Roger put the armor on Amaris, He only has a cloth shirt on his body. It doesn't look like it can block the teeth of a black tiger. "Hoo", an ax gun slashed at the black tiger from the air. It turned out that Amaris had finally rushed over dragging the heavy armor. Black Tiger quickly changed his target and pounced towards Amaris.

Roger wiped his cold sweat, turned to the magician who got up from the ground with a grin, and slashed at him with his axe. Although protected by magic armor, how could that mage be a match for the brute strength of Roger? Soon I started to see red all over my body. After several spells were interrupted, the magician gritted his teeth and threw a handful of colorful gems at his opponent. This time, it hit Roger's life gate. Roger's offensive suddenly slowed down, and he began to hesitate whether to pick up some first to see the quality. Seeing the opportunity, the magician rolled around and tried to escape. Unexpectedly, a branch suddenly rose from the ground, causing him to stumble. The wounds all over his body ached, and the magician almost fainted.

Amaris was at a disadvantage in the fight with Black Tiger. The armor was too heavy, and the ax and gun were not easy to use. For a skeleton with limited strength, the knight's equipment is not very suitable. In line with the level of a magician, this black tiger is quite capable of doing harm. It's a pity that its teeth can't damage Roger's carefully crafted steel armor. Compared with a few months ago, Amaris's bones are now well-proportioned and strong, the color is soft and bright, and the joints between the bones are dense and smooth. At first glance, he looks like a top-grade skeleton. At this point in the fight with the black tiger, Amaris hit the black tiger with an ax and cut off half of its tail at the cost of her exposed leg bones. Black Tiger left several tooth marks and cracks on Amaris's thigh bone.

Feeling the vague feeling of anxiety coming from Amaris's direction, Roger remembered the battle situation over there and looked back. Just when he was distracted, there was a faint sound of chanting from behind. Roger immediately turned around and saw a scroll burning in the hands of the grinning magician, and a bowl-sized fireball was already in front of him. Roger had no choice but to cover his face with the ax and lie on the ground.

"Boom!" Xiongxiong's flames burst out. The black crystal on Roger ax handle buzzed softly, and a faint black shield protected Roger. However, this shield could not completely block the fire wave, and the smell of barbecue spread in the forest. As for the magician, he was already seriously injured and could not withstand the power of the fireball. He was roasted into charcoal.

Black Tiger returned to its space, and Amaris also returned to another world due to Roger's serious injury. The fragrant Roger climbed up with difficulty and fell down again. Before fainting, he vowed never to let go of a drowned dog again.

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