Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 913: Comments

Watch Darang return alone, Walker knew he couldn't borrow anyone. Knowing this, he couldn't help but ask, "Not bad?"

Darang shook his head and said coldly, "Isn't this the face of a noble? They are all selfish and afraid of death. But I don't know how he will feel if we can't stop the bandits."

"No wonder. The caravan is our job, but I didn't expect it to be so troublesome this time." Watch gritted his teeth and said, "Darang, if anything really happens, I want you and Hunter to take Ferlyn away first."

"But Guild Leader, that Thousand Bird …"

Watch smiled bitterly, "Thousand Birds are gone, as long as you young people are still alive. Remember, there is only hope for you to survive."

A trace of warmth flashed through Darang's eyes.

The horse hissed.

In the darkness, they saw a fire dragon winding towards them. The sound of hooves was like thunder, striking everyone's hearts. The young mercenaries' palms were sweating, and the veterans' breathing was a little short. The other party galloped on his horse, not shouting loudly like ordinary bandits. He could only hear the horse hissing but no one else's voice. On the contrary, he felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

'"I'm Walker from the Thousand Bird Mercenary Company. I wonder what everyone will call me!" Walker supported Luo Yan and whispered to the cavalrymen who had rushed over first, "I'm Walker from the Thousand Bird Mercenary Company."

This was called courtesy followed by military action. Normally, if they collided with a bandit group, they would not immediately draw their sabers towards each other. For the mercenary corps, it was naturally the best if they didn't make a move. Bandits weren't stupid. If they saw that the guards were too strong, they weren't willing to provoke them easily. This gave the two sides a basis for negotiation. Normally, the mercenary corps would pay a little hard work and the bandits would scatter. After all, who would do business that was clearly not profitable?

However, this time, Walker's voice was still echoing in the wilderness. The opponent's battle immediately saw flames. A ball of snow dozens of meters in front of Walker suddenly exploded, and then the sound of fire and guns rang out. Hearing the gunshots, Walker knew that there was no chance of negotiation. However, this was the first time Walker had seen a bandit like him who didn't even want to say a few words. He couldn't help but curse softly, "True ruthlessness." Then, he roared, "Dismount and fight back."

There weren't many cavalry in Qianniao, so it would definitely be impossible to fight a horse war. On the contrary, because the warhorse's target was obvious, it would give the opponent's gunner a bargain for nothing. He simply turned around and dismounted from his horse. Ever since someone had brought him to battle, Qianniao's mercenaries had already begun to shoot at him from afar.

The gunshots rang out endlessly.

"Let's go to war without saying hello. It's obvious that we'll kill someone before we cross the line." '"How long do you think the Thousand Birds will be able to stop them?" Ellen looked at the dots in the darkness in front of the camp.

Naturally, he was asking Belmord.

Belmord said calmly, "The Thousand Birds are roughly the same number as the other party." According to my observations over the past two days, Guild Leader Walker has a strength of Level 18. But first, he was already a little old, and secondly, his twilight aura was too heavy, so he thought that he should be fighting someone at the end of a long time. Normally, it would be fine if it was just a spar, but now, they were fighting with their lives. "The opponent doesn't need to be at a higher level than Watch. As long as he has a level of 15 or 16, he will be able to kill this Guild Leader."

"Worch also had a deputy captain in hand, heard that the illness, only in the mercenary group hang a title. Therefore, apart from Watch, the only one Thousand Bird could still take action was Darang. Level 15 strength could be considered young and promising. I think the joints of his left hand are slightly thicker than his right hand. There must be something unexpected about this fellow's spear combat skill and left pistol skill. However, this kind of strange path could not be said to be a grand entrance. "Just like us assassins, sneaky backstabbing isn't a true ability. A true top assassin would charge forward and kill invisibly. That's an expert."

Belmord paused for a moment and smiled, "People like Darang can only be considered clever. Moreover, they are too ambitious, but they don't know that a thousand li of martial arts requires footprints to fill them up. Such people deviate from the righteous path. If they encounter Young Master's Supreme Hegemon Realm of Myriad Ashes, they will only be crushed to ashes."

Alan smiled and said, "Your flattery is almost on par with your assassination skills." "Apart from Walker and Darang, Qianniao won't be able to name anyone else on the stage. If Walker is regarded as a high-end warrior and Darang as a backbone, then the remaining mercenaries are low-level cannon fodder. But even cannon fodder and Qianniao can't compare to him. After all, there's a well-trained army over there."

Belmord's comments caused Ante's eyes to widen. He thought to himself that these two had not seen them do anything since joining the caravan, but they understood Qianniao so thoroughly. He really didn't know how they did it.

Outside the camp, a group of light cavalry stepped onto the snow as the two sides exchanged shots. This cavalry was arranged in an arrow-shaped formation that was conducive to penetrating the line of defense. Watch hadn't faked a fight with anyone in years, but his eyesight was still there. Seeing this kind of arrow formation also gave him a headache, so he could only make a gesture. Qianniao's spear squad, which specialized in dealing with cavalry, formed a five-man line and formed a four-row square formation. Watch relied on a thick formation to withstand the opponent's penetrating attack.

Unexpectedly, just as the spear formation was set up, the enemy cavalry in front of him suddenly dispersed. It was like a peacock opening its screen, changing from an arrow to a shape. The transformation of the spear formation was fast and accurate, causing Worky's heart to sink. After the enemy cavalry were arranged in a word, they were separated in the middle, as if they were split in the tide. Another group of cavalry rushed over from behind. The number of cavalry was roughly the same as that of spears, but these cavalry were all heavily armored spears. Even when he stepped off the warhorse, he was wearing thick armor, making Watch almost vomit blood.

Heavy cavalry!

If the spearmen formed a defensive formation that could withstand the penetrating impact of the light cavalry, then the heavy cavalry was simply a type of service for the spearmen. The heavily trained cavalry could withstand the first wave of attacks and then kill the spearmen like they were harvesting straw. Until now, dealing with heavy cavalry was nothing more than using powerful artillery to bombard them from a long distance, or using similar weapons to deal with them. Apart from that, there was no better way.

It was no exaggeration to say that every heavy cavalry was piled up in golden coins. Walker had never heard of a bandit group that had enough money to build a heavy cavalry. With that money, he probably didn't have to be a bandit, right?

Thinking back, the heavy cavalry had already surged over like a wave of steel. Qianniao's spearmen panicked, and everyone kept retreating. No matter how much Worche shouted, he couldn't stop the morale of the mercenaries from collapsing in front of the heavily armored cavalry horses like Reaper.

A moment later, the steel torrent and the spear formation met. Under this strong impact, the spears were broken and the mercenaries shouted, bouncing away. The heavily armored cavalry followed, their spears piercing through the body of a mercenary. Only two heavily armored knights were knocked off their horses, but their horses weren't much weaker than the horses.

Seeing that the spear squad had been wiped out, Watch's eyes immediately turned scarlet as he pulled Luo Yan out and rushed over. Darang brought Hunter and the other young mercenaries with him. After losing the advantage of the horse sprinting, the heavy-armored knight simply dismounted. He threw his spear and drew his sword in a row. When Worch and the other mercenaries arrived, everyone wielded their swords silently. More than twenty heavy swords were swung down at the same time, and the sharp sound of air-piercing caused one's scalp to explode.

The light cavalry that had spread out earlier had bypassed the Thousand Bird Mercenary's defensive line and moved to attack the camp of the caravan.

The camp immediately burst into tears.

Ante subconsciously retreated. Suddenly, he felt that the three of them were too eye-catching on this short rock.

Alan winked at Belmord, who smiled and nodded. In the blink of an eye, he sank into the chaotic flow of people in the camp. Ellen patted Red King's sheath and said, "Stay by my side if you don't want to die. If you want to run too far, I won't have time to take care of you."

Ante glared at him with a complicated expression.

The light cavalry began to attack. The warriors on the horses were expressionless. They gently lifted the flames and guns in their hands and prepared to kill all the people in the camp. The figures in the camp flickered and the light was chaotic. In this environment, they did not know that black threads like wandering snakes were gently wrapped around their necks in the darkness.

Standing on an old tree, Belmord muttered, "… Nineteen, twenty. Here we go."

He smiled and raised his hands.

In the next moment, the charging cavalry's heads suddenly shot up into the sky and fell onto the silver snow. As for the headless corpses, they still rushed into the camp together with the warhorses, and then fell to the ground one after another, naturally causing waves of exclamations of surprise.

Alan curled his lips and turned to Ante. "This guy's assassination skills are getting more and more mature. Even I can't see how he did it."

Ante looked at the headless corpses and his lips turned green.

Alan flicked his head. "If you're afraid, go back to the tent. I won't laugh at you."

"Who said I'm scared!" The boy said stubbornly.

Ellen laughed, "Follow me if you're not afraid." He pointed to the battlefield in front of the camp and said, "If we don't go, our caravan will have no guards."

"Didn't you tell Darang that it's none of your business?"

"It's none of my business, but you're happy to see Fei Lin crying. Besides, I still have to rely on Qianniao to do some things. I can't let them die before they even enter Mountain City, can I?" As he spoke, Alan had already walked towards the camp with his saber in his hand.

Ante actually didn't want to follow, but he didn't want to underestimate Alan. In the end, the boy gritted his teeth and walked behind Alan. He had originally thought that Alan was going to pull out his saber to kill his enemies when he left the camp, but he never thought that this fellow would suddenly shout, "Don't kill me! I'm a noble! A noble!" The moment he got close to the battlefield, he shouted, "Don't kill me!"

Then, his hands and feet trembled. Those who didn't know him really thought that he was a cowardly noble who had been frightened, so much so that Ante almost wanted to kick him. Thinking that you're wasting your talent if you don't become an actress!

After cutting off a heavy cavalry soldier with great difficulty, Watch wiped his face and wiped off the blood stains along with the sweat. He heard a pig-like cry from behind him. When he turned around, he saw Alan stumbling over. The rear camp was in chaos, and Walker didn't know that the light cavalry had been assassinated by Belmord. He only thought that the red-haired noble was frightened and ran this way. However, there was hell in the camp.

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