Chapter 184 Returning. Interception (Part 2)

Dean Vauban and his party have completed their basic plan and gained fame. They also have more friends and enemies. Of course, there are some people who are not enemies, let alone friends, but who harbor hatred. For more exciting novels, please visit bq.e

For example: the idiot baron.

Without the company of Baroness Till's family, Dean naturally wouldn't receive a grand welcome.

Even the second day's escort, compared with the sincerity of that Baron Zandou, is still inferior by many levels.

Dean looked at the dozen or so lazy guards around him, and was very suspicious of the combat effectiveness of the other party. I am afraid that the young people under him could fight four or five of these guys.

And when they reached the edge of Zhaner's collar, the leader of the guard, after explaining something to Dean respectfully, left in a hurry.

"Baron Jayle... Tsk!"

Looking at the back of the other party, Dean commented vaguely—in fact, Dean has no sarcasm or sarcasm for that idiot baron.

The way the other party is timid and fearful, but wants to show his dignity from time to time, and then kneels down to you as soon as you stare, has already made Dean no longer have any irony. After all, how many times you have satirized, The other party doesn't care, on the contrary, they will be complacent.

For such people, ignoring is the best.

"drive!"

With a light flick of the whip, the carriage continued to drive towards Tilling.

After passing through Zhanerling, there is less than a day left to travel to Tierling. If you hurry up, you will be able to reach the town of Tire in the evening.

same. It was also the last and best chance for the ambushes.

Whether it is the Baron de Fendi. Or Bishop de Hall will not let go.

The former has hatred.

The latter is because of the position.

but. The desire to kill him is the same.

Therefore, some situations are bound to arise, for which,

Dean was already mentally prepared——

As the carriage moved forward, Dean scanned the surrounding woods. This was the best place to attack when returning to Tyre; in fact. When they came here, they encountered an attack here.

However, compared to the last time, the attacker this time was obviously a bit amateurish.

Even without making any judgments from [Perception], Dean has already seen the heavy figures in the distance. Subconsciously, Dean held his long sword.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

A handful of more than a dozen arrows shot out from a distance, those who tried their best to hide their figures. But the ambushers who failed endlessly held their crossbows flat. launched its own attack.

Then, came the second wave.

Then, came the third wave.

The arrows were densely packed like raindrops, enveloping Dean in it!

This is standard, crossbow three-stage shooting, if it is a shooter who is really good at crossbow, a square formation of fifty people is enough to make opponents who are several times their own hate on the spot.

However, it is obvious that although these ambushes made a three-shot posture, they did not get the essence of it at all.

Not only is there a gap between each attack, but also, after the third shot, the crossbowman who finished shooting for the first time has not completed the crossbow again.

At this time, Dean was only a dozen yards away from them——

Facing the previous rain of arrows, Dean did not dodge, but jumped out of the carriage and rushed over, blocking the arrows with the long sword in his hand.

This is not a difficult task for Dean of 【Strength: 3.61】【Agility: 3.29】.

After all, it was just an unskilled three-stage shot, and the number of people shot in each shot was no more than a dozen.

If the number of opponents was doubled and the three-stage shot was more proficient, Dean would never choose such a straight-forward fighting method.

However, obviously, this is already the strongest force in the hands of the Baron Defendi.

Nearly fifty crossbows are obviously quite remarkable for a baron lord. If it weren't for the iron mines in the opponent's territory, it would be impossible to form such a team.

And it's all cheap for Dean, of course!

"Stop him!"

A leader roared loudly, and the surrounding ambushers temporarily lowered their crossbows, drew out their long swords around their waists, and surrounded Dean.

If it is said that Dean still needs to devote his mind to dealing with those arrows before.

At this moment, he completely let go, his feet turned, and his figure fluctuated. Dean easily dodged the attacks again and again, and the long sword in his hand swept, stabbed, and slashed obliquely with the sound of wind.

[Sharp Knight's Sword] Slashed layers of sword light in Dean's hand, easily harvesting the lives of these ambushers.

Every sound of the wind was always accompanied by a scream of astonishment.

Every layer of sword light flashed, and a handful of blood burst out into brilliant blooms.

The white snow on the ground has been dyed red after a few breaths.

The scalding blood easily melted the snow, and finally formed red snow water, flowing towards the surroundings.

However, soon, under the cold wind of the snowfield dense forest, it froze into ice again.

laugh!

The throat of the last ambusher was cut by Dean, and the opponent fell down. At the last moment, he did not forget to slash at Dean with his sword; however, Dean easily dodged it.

"Dead warrior? No, no, it's not a dead warrior... it should be a hint from a psion!"

Recalling the fearlessness of these ambushers in the previous battles, and the unrelenting fight to the death, Dean couldn't help frowning, and immediately thought of the identity of Defendi's spellcaster.

"The number of people before, is the limit that you can indicate the number of people?"

Dean counted the number of corpses on the ground, and kept in mind silently in his heart—Dean was never stingy about getting more from his opponent's strength, and Dean was already used to knowing himself and the enemy.

【xp+70】

The number of nearly fifty people gives such experience value. Not too much. Average down. Each one is just over 1 point. For Dean, whose character level has not yet reached five, this is almost the experience value of a truly trained soldier.

"There is not even a guy who is close to the level of knight strength...Obviously, the strength that Defendi can hint at is only so much at this level; if the strength is raised, the number will be reduced, and I showed He didn't think that one or two knights could do it. Therefore, he chose a larger number of soldiers, and then equipped them with crossbows. He wanted to use this method to kill and injure. It even only needs to consume enough of my stamina!"

Dean thought silently, his eyes involuntarily glanced at the carriage in the distance behind him.

As if cleaning the battlefield, Dean inspected the corpse. However, it seems that in the end nothing was achieved. Picking up a crossbow that looked more sophisticated, he walked towards his carriage.

The steps are easy, and the breathing is also a little short.

Obviously, although there was no injury in the previous battle, it consumed a lot of physical strength.

As a result, he couldn't wait to get close to his carriage, wanting to rest for a while.

That's what Dean showed.

It was also seen by the remaining ambushers.

However, compared with the ambusher sent by De Fendi, this ambusher is quite patient. He lurks there, waiting for Dean to approach.

Even when Dean led the carriage to the previous battlefield, and was about to clean up the battlefield in a real sense, he still didn't move.

When Dean picked up several crossbows, walked towards the carriage again, and opened the door, the ambusher who had been lurking for a long time moved——

A thin long sword, like a poisonous snake, pierced out from the opened car door.

Impressively, the ambusher had already hid in the carriage of the carriage at some point.

The long sword pierced Dean's throat silently and fast.

Whizzing!

And Dean is not slow, in fact, with the blessing of the talents [Vigilance] and [Indomitable] [Perception], Dean found the other party almost immediately.

However, Dean, who was also proficient in assassination, did not act immediately.

Just as the other party is waiting for a surprise, Dean is also waiting for the same opportunity—the way of an assassin, regardless of everything else, the most basic and core purpose, isn't it just surprise?

The moment Dean opened the car door, according to the ambusher's speculation, this was the most unexpected moment.

And in the same way, Dean, who should have been defenseless, became prepared and made a counterattack, which became the surprise of the ambusher.

Poof, poof!

The arrows of the two crossbows passed through the opponent's chest before the opponent's long sword approached the body, and nailed the opponent's body fiercely to the other side of the carriage.

Facing the assassination-like ambush, Dean, who counter-killed his opponent, threw out the two crossbows in his hand like a frightened cat, and his whole figure flew back rapidly.

The moment Dean threw his crossbow——

Crash!

The carriage facing Dean was blown off even the roof, and wood chips and sawdust flew in all directions. Not only did the two throwing crossbows fly away, but a black shadow took advantage of the four flying crossbows. Among the broken wood and sawdust, he rushed towards Dean.

A long sword with a blue blade, with several sword shadows, was about to envelop Dean at an extremely fast speed.

Dean, on the other hand, acted like he was caught off guard, and his whole figure retreated again and again.

Both sides rushed forward and retreated.

In an instant, they withdrew a distance of more than ten yards.

But at this time, the attacker's sword momentum, which was still in full swing, was irresistibly weaker.

Clang!

Dean, who had been waiting for a long time, drew his sword again.

The other party looked at Dean who drew his sword, and immediately wiped the ring on his index finger. Immediately, a strange force field appeared on his body, and the corner of his mouth covered by the mask, because he was about to fall into another The opponent caught in his trap gave a very disdainful glance, but the next moment, his eyes widened——

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

There was no attack of flames. On the contrary, a crossbow appeared in Dean's left hand at some point, firing three consecutive shots.

ps The first update~~(to be continued...)