This is the first time Mira has seen a magic weapon.
The thin man at the head spun the long sword in a circle in the air. He did not rush directly to engage Henry in a hand-to-hand combat, but swung a blow from a few meters away.
"Bang-boom!!"
This is wind-attribute magic.
"Oops!" Ming Na's scream sounded next to her. Before Luo An Loli could react, she saw the huge wind pressure directly rolling up the dirt and dust on the ground and flying wantonly. She and the people next to her Several others could only cover their eyes to avoid losing their vision. Henry, who bore the brunt, was naturally in a more critical situation——
"Ding - Cang -" However, the thin man who used the sand and dust created by magic to instantly close the distance and wanted to kill the opponent, when he really came closer, what he saw was not a panicked lower-level mercenary, but a The blade of a great shining sword.
"Crash!——!" A half-handed sword and a big sword clashed. As an elite, the skinny purple-brand mercenary could not make such an unprepared mistake. Like all masters should do, he escaped with one blow without being sure of killing the enemy.
"Crack-" The other three people also stopped. The thin purple mercenary turned over and moved back to distance himself.
Henry still maintained the posture of wielding his sword. When the smoke cleared, the other six people looked at him eagerly. The sage was unscathed, and everyone had the same questions as the four purple mercenaries standing opposite.
"How did you do it..." the thin man said, and when he saw Henry's face exposed in the smoke and dust, the answer was given, and the mercenary's expression also changed. He became serious.
"Close your eyes..." Another purple-branded mercenary next to him murmured. As soon as he finished speaking, the sage on the other side, who was still swinging his sword, slowly opened his eyes.
"..." The corners of the thin man's eyes twitched. Closing his eyes was indeed an excellent plan to fight against this - but the problem was that his initial movements were very deceptive. After closing the distance, he quickly turned around and used the wind. The pressure attack was followed by the second close attack. This series of actions was refined, but how did this person react in one second and accurately judge his position to intercept...
"Francois of Sanddust, it seems that he is the assassin of Sivalier." The identity was revealed, but Francois did not react much. Most of the purple-brand mercenaries are battle-hardened. He is a veteran, and his weapons are very representative, so there is nothing surprising about being recognized.
What made him and the other three companions stand ready was the sage's action just now - the intuition honed through thousands of battles told them that this guy was far more powerful than he appeared on the surface.
——New plans need to be formulated.
Francois turned back and glanced at his companion. They had been working together for many years and understood each other's thoughts without saying anything. So the next moment the four of them started moving again. The thin captain rushed straight towards Henry, while the others The three of them spread out and attacked the six people behind them.
"Waiting for tapering tactics?" Henry's eyes were still calm. The judgments of these people were quite mature and decisive. Although at first glance, the sage's side has the numerical advantage, it can be seen from the reaction of the magic weapon just now that the combat effectiveness of the other six people is only average.
Therefore, in this case, the decision made by the purple mercenaries was to let the most powerful Francois entangle Henry, while the others took this opportunity to kill the other six people, and finally surrounded him with their numerical advantage. Sage.
Maximize your own strengths and make the situation under your control through careful actions step by step - does this sound familiar? That's right, the calculations made by these mercenaries are exactly what our sages often do.
——And one thing that is different from them is.
——Henry didn’t need to take action to control the situation. From the beginning, everything was under his control.
"Click-ding-clang-"
Three people were fighting against six people. Although they had shown inexperience just now, Prince Edward and the others were not just cattle to be slaughtered. "Ding - Cang -" The long swords clashed. Edward and Edgar blocked the attack of the three purple mercenaries in front, while Minna and Mira retreated to the rear and stayed near the carriage. This is to prevent the horses from being frightened and fleeing with supplies.
The noble knights of Avenella, who had been trained in combat for a long time, had a numerical advantage and could barely draw a tie with the purple mercenaries. On the other side, Henry and Francois fell into trouble again after only their third confrontation. Confrontation situation.
The sound of weapons colliding behind him continued, but the two people in front did not take action.
——Henry did not take the initiative to attack because he was taking care of his companions behind him. If he attacked, he would have to leave his current position. In this way, if an emergency situation occurred, he would not be able to rush back for support immediately.
Francois, on the other hand, was carefully considering the way to attack for the fourth time after three attempts failed.
Henry had advantages in both physique and weapons. Coupled with the judgment and coping experience he had shown before, the skinny mercenary team leader knew very well that he might die if he didn't fight with the opponent.
But the tall body and huge weapons brought more than just advantages. Francois lowered his waist. He planned to use his speed advantage again to close the distance and launch continuous attacks in a state where the opponent could not react quickly. The attack severely damages the opponent.
——The problem was just how to get closer. The use of wind pressure to create sand and dust during the first attack was already a surprise, but Henry still reacted in time. Francois thought that a person with this level of combat ability could not be anonymous, but no matter how hard he thought, the thin mercenary leader could not find the answer - and he would never get the answer.
"Boom-boom-"
The air seemed to be torn apart by something in an instant. Francois, who was distracted for only a thousandth of a second, eagerly crossed the magic sword in his hand to block the attack path of the sword that looked like white lightning. above.
'Why did he take the initiative to attack! 'All the skinny mercenary leader's mind was filled with was this idea for a moment. The smaller one-and-a-half-handed sword in his hand made a squeaking sound under the pressure of Henry's big sword - even if it was a pricey sword A tall magic sword, it is still vulnerable to larger weapons.
"Damn it!" Francois cursed. Henry's way of exerting force was very skillful. His big sword pressed firmly on it and did not slip away. With the advantages of angle and physique, the sage easily suppressed it. The skinny mercenary - 'It is not good for him to remain in a stalemate' Francois judged this fact, and then keenly felt that the pressure exerted by Henry on his sword was less.
'This is an opportunity -' The mercenary leader took advantage of this opportunity and let go of his left hand, retreating towards the right rear. At the same time, he pushed his right hand upwards and then drew out his long sword -
His expression was serious, and he was about to distance himself and attack again, but the next second he felt a stabbing pain in his chest.
"Cough puff——"
The heart and left lung were penetrated.
The blood flowing out of the damaged internal organs choked the trachea, causing the mercenary leader to cough non-stop. He looked at Henry blankly, his eyes full of questions.
"So, it turns out that was you...you did it on purpose." I thought I had caught the moment when the opponent's strength slackened. I thought that with the slow attack speed of a sword of this size, I could take advantage of the opponent's speed after drawing out the sword. Disadvantage delivers a fatal blow.
Calmly and calmly calculating all the details, not missing every flaw revealed by his opponent, but in the end, he was always only under the opponent's control.
"Puff--crack--" The long sword fell to the ground, and the blood spat out of his mouth stained his face and teeth. Henry pulled out the big sword, and Francois fell to the ground.
"Wait..." The sound of gold and iron behind him continued. Henry turned around and was about to support him, when Francois, who was dying, called out to him.
"This is... purely... a gap in experience." The mercenary leader, whose heart was pierced, held on with astonishing perseverance. The blood flowing crazily from the wound soaked the ground and his clothes, and also made the blood color on his face. Disappear at an extremely high speed.
"Who...are you?" His body began to twitch, and before Henry could answer, he exhaled his last breath and died.
"..."
"Henry Meyer, you can call me Sage." The Sage squatted down and covered the eyelids of the mercenary leader with two fingers, then turned around and joined the battlefield behind him.
"Crack-clang-"
"When - stab - crack -"
Fatal wounds were avoided, and the three young knights of the guard all suffered a lot of scratches. Only Edward was safe, but His Highness the Prince was already out of breath at this moment.
Although he had participated in many knightly competitions and personally killed enemies in battle, without plate armor for defense and without war horses, he was like an ordinary lower-level mercenary wearing only linen clothes and holding a handful and a half. The difficulty of fighting with a long sword is completely different.
Things like armor can never give you a numerical absolute guarantee of survival. They just reduce the weaknesses that are all over your body to just a few.
Without armor, being hit by a sharp object anywhere will cause serious injuries. This also directly leads to the fact that fighting without armor requires much higher awareness of body movement and positioning than when wearing armor. One piece. The reason why several young knights of Avenella who are accustomed to wearing armor suffered a lot of damage is because of this. They do not have the consciousness of mercenaries to desperately avoid all attacks, but always habitually move towards them. The opponent approaches and wants to "exchange being attacked several times for the opportunity to attack the opponent."
This fighting method is understandable when wearing plate armor, because when wearing armor, the movement is not as flexible as without armor. It is a common practice to use one's own defensive advantages to close the distance with the opponent's attack. However, if you habitually want to close the distance without armor, the direct result is that the attack cannot be effective, and you are also injured.
Although due to the numerical advantage and excellent cooperation, the four of them were able to protect each other from fatal injuries for the time being, the pain caused by large and small wounds affected their minds, coupled with the physical exertion, it was still not possible to continue like this. Will be optimistic.
——Henry noticed this when he took the initiative to attack Francois. Although he did not look back, the sage's many years of combat experience had allowed him to "see six directions and listen to all directions" as the literal meaning refers to. .
The rapid breathing, the interval between attacks, the sound of weapons clashing, the screams of pain, the messy or orderly footsteps, it is as if every human action in the wild environment will disturb the natural environment and leave behind Just like the traces that can be detected, in the urgent and urgent battle, all movements are also crucial.
But not everyone can do this. Being distracted on the battlefield is the biggest factor that can kill you. This is why Francois did not expect Henry to take the initiative to attack - for him Just concentrating on the battle with this man was already trying your best.
The mercenary leader was not wrong.
This is simply a difference in experience.
As if strolling in the garden, Henry joined the battlefield from the rear and disrupted the rhythm of the three purple mercenaries. The well-trained Prince Edward and the others did not miss this opportunity, and the remaining three were quickly caught with a sword. Stabbed to death.
The fighting ability of elite mercenaries cannot be underestimated. The physically and mentally exhausted four people sat on the ground and breathed in air, while Mira and Mingna beside the carriage also let out a long breath.
"Take up arms."
But their hearts had not yet completely let go, and Henry's words forcibly lifted everyone's spirits.
"..."
Directly across the bend of the canyon, next to the parked carriage, a dense group of mercenaries appeared.
To say the least, there were at least twenty or thirty people.
"..." They looked at the four purple mercenaries lying on the ground on this side and seemed a little silent.
Most of this group of people are blue-card mercenaries, a few are orange-card mercenaries, and some are green-card mercenaries who obviously don't know anything.
"It seems that they thought we were too dangerous and formed a temporary alliance." Prince Edward stood next to Henry and said this while controlling his breathing and trying to calm his beating heart.
"Yes." The sage turned around and looked at Mira.
"..." There was a nervous look on the girl's little face, but she also understood that facing this number of enemies required everyone to join the battle.
"Qiang——" Ming Na pulled out her long sword, and the seven of them stood together. The mercenaries on the other side looked around and pulled out their weapons.
"Kill!!" This group of mercenaries, a few on horseback and mostly on foot, shouted in confusion in common language with various accents.
"Up." The sage on the other side just uttered a short but powerful word.
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R: Thank you for your encouragement. Your thoughtfulness made me burst into tears.
