Chapter 20: Defeat the strong with the weak and destroy all the bandits!
Raven moved forward, but Denise did not dodge.
In the dim room, Raven's nostrils were suddenly filled with a faint fragrance.
The scent of powder, a trace of sweat, and the plump and alluring body fragrance unique to mature women.
If Lux is a green apple, then Denise is a ripe mango, exuding an alluring fragrance like honey.
That was the fatal temptation placed in the Garden of Eden, and it was enough for Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit without the instigation of the snake.
The moment their lips touched, Denise's slightly absent eyes flashed with panic. She put her hand on Raven's chest and tried to push him away, but the touch Time has lost its strength, like a gentle touch.
As if he was about to swallow Denise into his belly, Raven was asking frantically, and his tongue deftly opened Denise's teeth. The latter wanted to stop, but was overwhelmed by the male hormones that filled the air. Paralyzed by his breath, he could only let Raven gallop, and his feeble resistance was more like a shy and unfamiliar response.
The two tongues intertwined in the dark night, like two snakes dancing in the water.
Denise has completely fallen into a state of trance. The flushed color surged onto her skin, blending together in fine detail, wetting the remaining fabric on her body. Her crystal eyes were covered with a layer of mist. , the slender eyelashes couldn't help trembling, the legs were kept rubbing together, and the ten cardamom-like toes were firmly clasped on the soft carpet.
A trace of crying and complaining nasal songs leaked out and flowed, seeming to be resisting, but also seeming to be longing for.
Raven was no longer satisfied with this wet and lingering kiss. His hands fell on Denise's silky smooth legs, invading upward little by little, trying to reach the core territory.
This made Denise regain her clarity instantly. She pushed Raven's chest, raised her head and broke away from this sweet and long entanglement. Her chest heaved and she gasped for breath.
A smile appeared on the corner of Raven's mouth, and he licked his lips, recalling the sweet feeling just now.
Denise has the shyness of a girl and the mature charm unique to a mature woman. It is really a rare and wonderful experience.
He walked to the closet and threw a pair of heavy clothes next to Denise.
"Thank you." Denise's eyes deliberately avoided Raven. The short contact just now was already a stimulus she had never experienced in her life, and her legs and feet were still a little weak now.
Watching Denise cover her body bit by bit in front of him, Raven asked: "Denise, how were you discovered?"
Where is Denise's residence? The edge of the third floor is very remote. When Raven was setting up the scene, he deliberately led people to the warehouse and armory. Most of the rooms here were empty. With Denise's cleverness and caution, it shouldn't take more than ten minutes. Someone will find out.
Denise also heard the meaning of Raven's words. She glanced at the body on the ground bitterly: "He found my room directly..."
This sentence opened their minds at the same time.
Bailey purposefully found Denise's room, which meant that someone revealed her location to him immediately.
And there are many people who know where she lives, including the maid, Old Gordon, Vesdon...
"Vesdon!" Thinking of her son, Denise's heart pounded. Beating faster: "Raven, go and save him!"
"Don't be excited, Aunt Denise." Raven said: "Veston is not a fool, he is not easily caught. Live, maybe he is still hiding in the room now.”
"Yes, he may still be hiding in the room..." Denise muttered, suddenly about to rush out.
Leaven held her in his arms: "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to save my son!"
"You will only do this. Put yourself in it too!”
Ignoring Denise’s struggle, Raven picked her up arbitrarily and carried her on his shoulders. He jumped up to the window sill, confirmed the stability of the hook, and pulled the rope down. On the ground.
"One thousand gold coins, I will offer one thousand gold coins to rescue Vesdon!" Denise was put on the ground, she stood up and shouted: "If one thousand gold coins are not enough, I will offer three thousand——"
< br>Before she finished speaking, her mouth and nose were filled with the smell of blood, and she was caught off guard and vomited on the spot.
Everywhere I look, there are corpses everywhere!
Raven did not vomit, but his brows were beating wildly, and he began to reload the hand crossbow again.
With a deep gaze, the gushing flames in the castle illuminated the battlefield, showing a cruel scene like hell.
Corpses lay scattered at the door of the hall. They belonged to bandits and private soldiers. Some had their heads smashed, and some had their limbs chopped off. The bright red muscles and light yellow fat on the fractures were piled together, wrapping the broken bones. bone.
This reminded Raven of the ribs in the supermarket freezer, and also of the scene when pigs were slaughtered during the New Year in his previous life.
The broken blood vessels were like torn wires. The thick blood gurgled out and merged together, spreading out a gorgeous and cruel red carpet.
One, two, three...
There are ten corpses in total, four belonging to bandits and six belonging to private soldiers. In addition, there are three wounded with broken arms and legs in the team. A final wail.
Raven's nose twitched and he clenched his teeth.
In his two lifetimes combined, he has never seen so many corpses, let alone so much blood!
The biological instinct made him unable to bear to look at it, but his reason told him that he must adapt to all this.
In this cruel world, if you can't adapt, then you have no choice but to die!
He is like this, but what about the private soldiers?
Their performance was not much better than Denise's. Each of them looked pale, and the hands holding the spears were shaking. Some of them had obviously vomited, and the remaining vomit hung on their chests and flowed to the ground.
But the results of two months of training were still revealed at this moment. No matter how hard their legs shook and how frightened their hearts were, the discipline they had formed into a habit kept them firmly in place. Maintained the neatness of the formation!
Boom——
The originally closed door suddenly opened, and Raven could clearly see that his private soldiers experienced a brief panic, and several of their bodies were still moving backwards. dump.
But then, Simon standing in the front row loudly shouted: "For Lord Raven! Eagle Army, raise your gun——"
This sound seemed to trigger some kind of switch, causing the private soldiers to stand still: "For Lord Raven!"
They spread their legs and stretched their spears straight forward. Seventeen spears are crocheted into a bright steel flower.
Eric is the stamen of this flower. He is wearing heavy armor and standing there like an iron tower.
The sound of heavy footsteps sounded, and the bandits waved their weapons. The heavy footsteps trampled on the blood, and they rushed out howling: "Kill--"
The bandit Solal waved his machete. He strode out. The tenacity and tenacity of these private soldiers far exceeded his expectations, but they also revealed their fatal weakness - their commander.
As long as Simon is dealt with, the morale of these people can be completely destroyed!
Simon has also realized this a long time ago. He and Solar looked at each other, and they could clearly see their own faces in each other's eyes - one was a pale-faced recruit, and the other was a ferocious-faced warrior. bandit!
"Stab——" Simon shouted loudly and held out the spear in his hand.
At the same time, five more spears were handed over following Simon's spear point, and the six people moved as neatly as one person!
Soral turned sideways slightly, but was still stabbed between the chest and abdomen by three spears. The chain armor resisted the spear points, but could not resolve the force. His face suddenly turned white and he staggered. He stepped back, bumped into his accomplice who rushed up after him, and fell to the ground with a thud!
"Stab——"
Before Solal could stand up, under the leadership of Simon, six spears pierced out, two of them hit his shoulders and nailed him to the ground, and two of them were inserted into his waist. He was unable to struggle, and the last two swords fell on his eyebrows and throat at the same time!
Poof——
Blood surged up and splashed like a fountain, falling on the face of every private soldier, rendering Simon's handsome face like a ghost!
And they really looked like evil ghosts. Their breathing began to quicken, their arms began to stabilize, and some even had a bloodthirsty desire in their eyes.
From then on, they knew that bandits were also made of flesh and blood and would die if they were stabbed by a spear - as long as they killed the enemy first, they would not die!
"Ah——"
"Mom——"
"My eyes!!!!"
One after another screams sounded at the same time.
At the moment of the confrontation, Simon led someone to stab Ansor to death, but at the same time, two bandits rushed into the team with their superb skills, taking away the lives of three private soldiers, and at the same time taking his own life. Stay here forever!
In this chaos, only Eric stood with his sword like an iron tower, letting the blood mist splash on his body, and remained unmoved. He stared deeply into the hall, breathing heavily and long.
Heavy footsteps stepped on the ground, tearing the already tattered carpet into rags. Under the firelight, the outline of a man was revealed, it was Anderson.
He was surrounded by dense dark fighting energy, and his figure seemed to disappear in this dark environment. Boom——
Anderson's fighting energy was poured into his feet, with huge strength. Pushing away a wave of blood on the ground, he jumped up high, and the mace with [Elementary Strength] was wrapped in ink-like fighting spirit and swung into a circle, and went straight to smash Eric's helmet!
The latter spread his legs slightly, took off the shield behind him and faced him. Under the stimulation of fighting spirit, a layer of bright light suddenly lit up on the shield. The originally pitted surface became complete visibly to the naked eye, and the thickness increased by at least half an inch. !
Iron fighting spirit is born for war, turning yourself into a steel fortress!
Bang——
The hammer and shield collided together, fighting spirit and fighting spirit intertwined, and a circle of black and white halo exploded!
Eric adjusted the angle of the shield accurately, removing most of the incoming force.
Even so, when the hammer hit the smooth surface of the steel shield, it still shook the remaining blood into a fine blood mist. The hard steel nails penetrated the shield, and the dark fighting spirit poured into it. Under the tearing, the shield exploded into a dying breath. The moans!
Crack!
The hard shield was broken into two halves, and even Eric's gauntlet had a crack.
But he still took the heavy blow that could have shattered his head!
His feet are still steady, his breathing is still steady, and the broad sword in his right hand has been sent to Anderson's throat!
The latter took a deep breath, and instead of retreating, he raised his chest and faced it!
Bang——
The sword edge hit the hard enchanted breastplate. The huge impact made Anderson take two steps back. He suddenly put two fingers into his mouth and struck hard. He whistled: "Squeak——"
This is a signal, not to people, but to Warcraft!
Although the six-headed first-level blood-eyed war horses are not controlled by knights, their physiques and the armor on their bodies are enough to defeat these private soldiers who only have leather armor!
I didn't use it before because I didn't want to lose precious monsters here, but now I don't care about it anymore. As long as I can get out alive, I can still earn back all of it!
"Come with me!!!"
Anderson roared again, and the bandits' morale was greatly boosted. They howled and rushed out the door, hoping to attack the first-order monsters from both inside and outside!
But the expected sound of horse hooves did not come.
Bang.
The half-hand sword and the enchanted mace collided together. The former was slightly deformed, but still repelled Anderson's attack. The latter glanced anxiously.
Where is the horse? Where is my horse! ?
"Squeak——"
Anderson whistled again, but still did not hear the familiar sound of hooves.
Meet the undead!
"Withdraw -" Anderson gave the order with red eyes, because during this charge, two more bandits lost their lives forever.
Why on earth! ?
Leaven knows the answer.
Warcraft is Warcraft after all. Since he led the team to kill it, how could he leave such a huge hidden danger behind his back?
He did not let his private soldiers waste time fighting against the monsters, but used another method - his hand crossbow.
This weapon, which has been with him for several years, has a short range but good penetration. It cannot penetrate hard enchanted armor, but it is more than enough to deal with a few domesticated monsters.
The pale Denise endured the discomfort caused by the smell of blood and walked to Raven: "Raven, save my Vesdon..."
Raven Said: "Veston is not a stupid person, he..."
"I saw him!" Denise's voice raised slightly High, then lowered: "He is covered in blood and lying in the hall, but he is still alive. I am sure he is still alive. Please Raven, save him!"
"Five Thousands of gold coins, and all the shares of Federo Business!" Denise offered the highest price she could with a desperate determination in her eyes.
Raven shook his head slowly but firmly: "I am responsible for my soldiers."
"But he is also your brother!" Denise's eyes were filled with deep pleading: "As long as I can Save Vesdon, I can give you anything, including...including..."
At this point, a slightly shy blush crept up her cheeks.
At this time, Raven had already looked away indifferently.
In a war, the defending side always has the greater advantage.
The terrain he deliberately arranged can certainly catch turtles in the middle, but if he attacks by force, it will be a different situation.
The gate is narrow and the bandits cannot deploy their troops. The same is true for his private soldiers. If they rush in at this time, they will probably continue to lose men.
These soldiers who have seen blood and killed people will become the core and elite of his private army in the future. Each one is valuable and must not be wasted just because of one Vesdon.
"They are just a bunch of lowly serfs!! Why did they beat us like this!?" The bandit named Xingila screamed in grief and anger.
There was a sound of piercing the air, accompanied by a low scream, and a heavy oak wine glass hit him until his nose started to bleed.
Anderson retracted his arm and hit the table hard: "Fart! They can't be serfs!"
In just half an hour, he lost ten people's hands.
Ten!
These are the tough bandits who followed him to rob homes and houses. The elites fought on the tip of the knife are his capital to dominate the bloody highlands!
Their hands are weapons made of fine steel, and they are wearing fine steel chain armor worth at least fifty gold coins!
But now, only a dozen of Raven's private soldiers have been replaced!
The equipment of these thirty private soldiers together is not as valuable as the equipment of a rogue bandit!
Indeed, Raven's strategy was clever, luring him into the trap step by step, allowing the private soldiers to occupy the most favorable terrain.
But this is not the reason why the exchange ratio is almost one for one!
It is not that Anderson has never fought against the private soldiers of the nobles. Their equipment is better than that of the Eagle Army, which only has leather armor and spears. However, in terms of morale and tenacity, they are completely incomparable to the latter. Often it is only necessary to kill a few of the bravest, and the others will scatter and be slaughtered.
"Fight to the death and have a tight formation! There is no way they are Raven's private soldiers. They must be elites he borrowed from elsewhere! The [Xue Feng Legion] led by Xuefeng is nothing more than that!"
These words echoed in the hall, and the heads of the gangsters hung lower.
The serf soldiers are okay. If there were elite soldiers outside, wouldn't they be even more unable to rush out?
A deep despair lingered in Anderson's heart, making his mouth full of bitterness, and then a wave of unwillingness surged into his heart.
Am I, the dignified "Scarface" Anderson, going to die worthlessly in this remote backwater?
"Damn it!"
He kicked the chair on the ground angrily, and the chair flew out with a whoosh and landed on the ground, letting out a shrill wailing: "Ouch——"
Anderson raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Who!?"
"Sir, it's me, it's me!" Vesdon showed a flattering smile and crawled up like a worm. With a clang sound, Anderson picked up a scimitar on his toes, stood up, and walked towards Vesdon expressionlessly.
If it hadn't been for this damn guy, Bailey wouldn't be missing now, and the situation wouldn't be so critical!
Veston's fat face couldn't help but tremble, and he moved back like a maggot: "Don't kill me, I can, I can let you out!"
"I am Gerry. The second young master of the Faith family, Raven’s younger brother!”
“Oh, so?” Anderson sneered, and the scars on his face looked strange in the firelight. Chang Heo said: "Leaven left you here as bait, and had no intention of keeping you alive. How do you rely on to keep us alive?"
Veston's mind was spinning at an unprecedented speed: "He kept me here just to borrow a knife to kill others. He wanted to kill me! But he didn't dare to do it himself!"
"This guy Raven is insidious, cunning, despicable, and shameless! But he is also completely hypocritical. He will find a high-sounding excuse no matter what he does!"
"The attack on Eagle Castle is already very embarrassing. If he can save me but doesn't, he will definitely become a laughing stock among the nobles!"
" You can treat me as a hostage, threaten him, and let Raven come in by himself!"
"When the time comes, you can swarm up and kidnap Raven. Those private soldiers were trained by him and will never hurt him! He, you will be able to leave safely!”
Pa, pa, pa...
Anderson clapped his hands rhythmically: "As expected of a nobleman, he is really proficient in causing trouble for members of his own family."
Visidong smiled with a smile on his face: "Thank you, thank you. But..."
Anderson's face turned cold: "But...there is another question, how can I You know, you’re not lying to me?”
“And empty threats don’t feel weighty enough, right?”
In the light of the fire, Anderson walked step by step. When he arrived in front of Vesdon, the latter's eyes widened and he moved back desperately: "Don't, don't... don't..."
"Ah——"
Squeak.
The door was pried open a gap.
A scream like a slaughtering pig echoed through the courtyard of Eagle Castle, and then a fat arm was thrown out.
Anderson's voice sounded: "Raven! Your brother Vesdon is in our hands now!"
"Help Raven! Help me - help me!!!" Vesdon's voice sounded, then stopped suddenly.
"I won't give you too long. It's just one arm now. If you haven't come in within three minutes, then I will remove his other arm, and in another three minutes, it will be the thigh..."< br>
"Lord Baron! You are also a noble after all. Do you want to see him? Watching your brother being killed bit by bit by us? Tsk, tsk, tsk, he is so cold-blooded, ruthless, and incompetent!"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Raven, except Denise Yanhan. Hopefully, neither Eric nor the private soldiers wanted him to put himself in danger, and they all shook their heads.
He was secretly cursing Vesdon, but on the surface Raven said righteously: "You are not allowed to hurt my brother. If you have any conditions, just raise them!"
"Happy! As expected of the Baron!" Anderson shouted: "Then please come in alone. If you dare to bring any subordinates, your brother will be dead!"
"Shameless bandit, you are Slandering my honor "Honor!" Raven threw the stabbing sword on the ground: "I'm going in, but if you dare to hurt my brother again, don't even think about leaving this castle!"
There was a hint of mist in Simon's eyes.
Lord Raven is so kind! At this point, he would be able to wipe out all the bandits immediately, but he was willing to put himself in danger just for the sake of an unworthy, unrelated brother.
I must train harder from now on and protect the Baron!
Raven stepped towards the hall, but was stopped by Eric, who shook his head slowly, obviously not wanting Raven to take risks.
Raven patted the retainer on the shoulder and quietly threw the enchanted dagger on the ground: "The back of the armor is his weak point."
In Eric's astonishment, Raven walked slowly into the hall.
Boom.
As soon as he entered the hall, the door was closed. Anderson held Weston in his arms and put the scimitar on his neck: "We finally meet, Baron Raven."
Raven glanced at the bandits on both sides and shook his collar: "Stop talking nonsense, how on earth are you willing to let my brother go!"
"Happy!" Anderson said to the bandits on both sides. He winked: "It's very simple, as long as your Lord Baron escorts us for a while."
Two bandits pack When he was approached, Raven angrily shouted: "Get away!"
"I am an Imperial Baron. Even if I am to be a prisoner, you thieves can't touch me!"
He looked at it Xiang Anderson frowned: "Now, let Vesdon go immediately, and I will be your hostage!"
This tough attitude immediately made the two bandits hesitate, and even Anderson felt a sense of respect in his heart.
Calm, strong and proud!
This is simply the ideal noble look in his mind. When he thinks that he lost in the hands of such a person, the feeling of frustration dissipates a lot.
"Don't believe him! He must be planning something else!" Vesdon screamed: "Just hold him down, he is a devil, a devil!"
"Shut up Mouth!" Anderson tightened the blade in his hand, and a line of blood suddenly appeared on Vesdon's throat.
Traitors are always more hateful than enemies, and the same goes for traitors in the enemy camp.
Compared to Vesdon, who was like an animal and could betray his own mother, he still trusted Raven more.
"Baron Raven, I can agree to your request." Anderson said: "Please raise your hands high and walk slowly in front of me. This will be good for both of us."
"I hope you keep your promise." Raven raised his hand and walked towards Anderson step by step.
The latter swallowed his saliva, feeling a little excited.
He did lose a lot of people today, but as long as he could capture Raven alive, then it would be considered as completing Hyde Slater's commission.
With the support of the Slater family, his lost blood will soon be replenished and he will rise again on the bloody highlands!
Just when Raven walked three steps in front of him, his expression suddenly changed, and he called behind Anderson: "Mustache, what are you going to do!?"
Anderson's heart was pounding. Surprised, could it be that Bailey came back quietly at this time? He wants to kill me and take my place as leader?
He hurriedly looked back, but there was nothing but the empty corridor!
Anderson turned his head back suddenly, his pupils suddenly tightening, because he had suddenly seen that Raven had lowered his arm at some point, and was holding a dark, strung crossbow in his hand, with flashes of light on the crossbow arrow. The faint blue light!
Leaven's face was as calm as a lake, and he pulled the trigger.
Whoosh——
The crossbow string changed from bending to tightness, and while dusting up a piece of dust, it pushed the crossbow arrow away. The triangular tail feathers made of steel broke through the air and let the entire The crossbow arrow spun, and under the light of the fire, it looked like a dark star falling rapidly.
Anderson felt that his scalp had exploded, because the target of the crossbow was not himself, but Vesdon in his arms!
Throwing Vesdon out, the crossbow nailed into the wall with a clang. Anderson wiped the cold sweat from his head and roared: "Raven, are you crazy!?"
"Tsk, what a pity." Raven put away the hand crossbow, in front of everyone In astonishment, the man turned around and rushed to the door, violently pulling it open: "The gangster is treacherous and wants to tear up the vote, rush!!!"
Eric knocked open the door at an unprecedented speed, and rushed like a bulldozer. Come in.
The half-sword in his hand drew an arc, swatting away the bandit rushing from the left, and then roared towards Anderson!
Before he could react, the bandit on the right was shot to death by the private soldiers who rushed into the gate!
"Raven!!!" Anderson screamed in grief and anger. He finally knew that he had been deceived by this seemingly upright guy.
What glory and credibility are all for people to listen to!
Thankfully I still believe in you!
This Raven is a shameless and despicable scumbag, a genuine gerbil! Even among rogue bandits there are very few such shameless guys!
He swung the mace and was about to rush towards Raven, but Eric blocked his way. He urged his fighting spirit to pour into the mace and swung it away: "Get away!"
"Don't even think about it!" Eric also poured fighting energy into the half-sword in his hand. The long sword, which was originally somewhat deformed, made a clanging sound, became sharp and smooth, and met the hammer!
Although the enchanted weapon is powerful, the steel fighting spirit can greatly enhance the toughness and strength of the weapon itself.
Bang--
The hammer and half-hand sword collided together, the steel fighting spirit and the dark fighting spirit intertwined, bursting out a chaotic glow like water mist, the latter was violently The ground was broken into two halves, and under this huge force, Eric's already cracked gauntlet was shattered!
At the same time, Anderson couldn't bear the vibration feedback from the hammer handle and let go of his fingers. As the gravel flew everywhere, the hammer smashed into the wall pillar with a sound of breaking through the air. !
Eric said in a deep voice: "Let's capture you without any effort!"
"Dream!" Anderson wiped his right hand from his belt, and suddenly there was a dull scimitar. Judging from the gleam of blood on it, , this is another enchanted weapon!
He has space equipment on him!
“Die!” Anderson swung his machete and chopped off his head.
Eric was panicked but not confused. Fighting energy poured into his armor, and he raised his arms to block.
Infused with fighting spirit, he was confident of blocking this blow!
However, just when the blade and his arms were about to collide, Anderson's wrist suddenly twisted like a snake. The scimitar drew a strange arc, bypassed both arms, and struck Eric. Above the left shoulder!
This is a combat skill that is spread in the Bloody Highlands and is said to come from the snake people clan - [Sliding Scale Slash].
锃——
Sparks explode!
Even though the plate armor was made of fine steel, it still couldn't withstand the edge of the enchanted weapon. A bright red sprayed into the air, and Anderson's face had a hint of rosy.
Second-level enchantment [primary blood-sucking]!
With a loud bang, Anderson kicked Eric to the ground and strode towards Raven, who had already loaded the crossbow and aimed it straight between his eyebrows.
A sneer flashed across Anderson's lips. This hand crossbow could not penetrate his armor at all!
However, at this moment, a huge force came from behind, making him unable to move any further, because Eric had already stood up and locked him firmly in his arms with his right arm. middle!
"Let go!" Anderson slammed his elbow on Eric's waist. The latter's armor suddenly dented, blood spurted from his mouth, but his arms were locked tighter!
"If you want to die, I will send you to death!" Seeing the Eagle Army surrounding him, Anderson buried his head deeply, flipped his wrist, held the scimitar behind his back, and stabbed behind him suddenly !
At this angle, Raven's crossbow arrow can only land on his helmet, and the scimitar in his hand is enough to kill Eric!
The sound of steel gauntlets rubbing against armor sounded from the back of his head, and a sneer appeared at the corner of Anderson's mouth - With your fingers, you still want to open my plate armor?
Poof.
There was a flash of cold light and blood flew.
Danglang.
The bloody scimitar fell to the ground. Anderson raised his head in disbelief, thick and salty blood gushing out of his mouth: "Why...what..."
The answer was A crossbow arrow gradually enlarged in his pupils.
Dong.
That was the last sound Anderson heard.
The sound of a crossbow arrow penetrating the skull and entering the brain.
Eric let go of his hand and fell to the ground together with Anderson, panting heavily, and a blood-stained enchanted dagger rolled to the ground.
He was holding this dagger just now and stabbed Anderson in the back of the neck.
Enchanted equipment is not without loopholes, especially this kind of full-body armor. There are always some parts that cannot retain enough magical power due to various reasons, thus becoming relatively weak points.
Anderson's armor is on the back of his neck.
Raven stepped forward, took out the healing potion, opened the cork, and poured it into Eric's mouth: "Aren't you afraid that I gave you false information?"
"Lord Baron, you Even if I work so hard, I can't stand back." Eric opened his mouth, revealing his red teeth stained with blood: "And isn't this a success?"
Raven knew that from this moment on. At the beginning, he truly won the loyalty of this retainer.
With the death of the leader, the battle in the hall quickly came to an end. Under the offensive of the private soldiers, the remaining bandits died or surrendered - but most of them died.
The private soldiers were all deeply poisoned by the bandits, and many of their comrades had just died, so they would be a little more ruthless.
Raven glanced across the hall and saw Vesdon lying on the ground. Although the guy fainted, his chest was still rising and falling. His eyes fell on a scimitar on the ground, and he was about to Picking it up, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
“Vesdon——”
Denise rushed in with blood on the ground, immediately locked her son’s position, and held him in her arms.
“Oh! My poor brother——” Raven suddenly twisted his thigh and rushed forward with tears in his eyes: “It’s all my fault as an elder brother, let these damn things happen. The bandits hurt you, oh...poor brother!”
He gently put his hand around Denise's slender waist and kept stroking it: "Aunt Denise, please don't be too sad. I believe that with the power of the Lord of Light, he will definitely be able to recover!"
Denise turned back, glared at him fiercely, and slapped his hands from her waist.
Yes, the Church of Light does have magic that can regenerate severed limbs, but it requires at least seven levels!
Seventh level!
Not to mention where to find a seventh-level great magician, even if she could find one, Denise didn’t have the capital to hire someone to help.
A high-level magical spell released by such a being would cost at least hundreds of thousands or even millions of gold coins!
Denise was not in the mood to tangle with Raven at the moment, and shouted: "Simon, and, and that other person, stop working around, haven't you seen that Vesdon is already unconscious? Hurry up! Come and help me and take him to the church!"
Simon's face was cold and his tone was stiff: "Mrs. Denise, we only obey the orders of the Baron! Order."
"Haha, you are Denise!" A newly captured bandit laughed: "Baron Raven! I have information to tell you, please promise to let me live. , I have never killed anyone from the Eagle Territory!"
Lei Wen raised his eyebrows: "That depends on the value of this information."
"I know who tipped off the lady's location!"
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(End of this chapter)