Chapter 33: Ambush of sheep

Varian stood by the river watching the sword and thought about himself. Morin came to the river to clean while carrying the magic crystal core. He looked at Varian and said, "What are you thinking of looking at the sword?"
"I'm thinking about today's battle," Varian also inserted the glare sword into the river water, allowing the river water to sweep away the blood on the sword.
Mo Lin washed the magic crystal nuclei one by one and asked with a smile: "So what did you think of?"
Varian looked at the long sword in the water and said, "Morin, do you know what power our warriors rely on?"
"Well, did you mention it to me," Morin said, "doesn't your fighters use anger as the source of strength?"
Varian said in a deep voice, "That's exactly what happened, but the anger of the warrior is different from the magic of your magician."
Moline asked him for details, and Varian explained to Moline.
It turns out that the anger used by the warrior cannot be kept in the body like the magic of the magician, and can be extracted at any time for attack or defense.
Anger comes from the strength of the body itself, and is the energy that some special physique talents can produce. Although it can only be refined through cultivation, it must be stimulated by anger.
However, angry emotions often make people lose their senses and become very cruel. In the long river of history, many warriors have fallen into this kind of murderous devil.
Therefore, the soldiers worked out a set of exercises that allowed them to control their anger during the battle, and the price that followed was that the anger grew slowly.
Although this has great restrictions on the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, in order to prevent those soldiers from becoming brutal, the cultivation of the soldiers must be based on this method of controlling anger.
Today, however, Varian used his rage skill in the first attack because he was inspired by Morin's words.
Originally, Varian thought that only anger could instantly produce anger, but Morin opened up a whole new path for him. This way can prevent him from generating anger on the basis of anger, so that he can naturally prevent him from losing himself in anger. This is really a wide road to Kangzhuang!
"Thank you, Moline!" Varian said sincerely after explaining the above to Moline, "You gave me a new understanding of the soldiers."
Mo Lin said with a smile: "What new understanding do you have?"
Varian drew his long sword from the river, and with a wave of the sword, he danced a rainbow. He smiled at Morin and said, "The soldiers are not angry slaves, but fighters to protect the people and teammates. What we want is not anger, but courage and endless fighting intent!"
"The cat in the tree didn't join the battle until the end," Isabel's voice came from behind, "There is still a face to say this? Is your prince's face incomparable to the walls of your royal family?"
Isabel was annoyed that Varian's delay in making shots caused Moline to be injured. Although under the treatment of her Holy Light magic, Moline was already intact, but she still had to criticize Varian's two sentences in order to relieve herself.
Varian put the long sword back into the scabbard and smiled bitterly, "This Morin, cheers me up; and you, it's discouraged me! I will die in your pair of adulterers sooner or later. in."
Isabelle gave Varian a sip, and Moline only frowned, but where did Varian know that his joke had become his final destiny.
Mo Lin collected the magic crystal nucleus, and the three planned to leave. At this time the sun was already westward and they had to hurry to the barracks.
Along the way, the three people talked and laughed, but Morin felt hairy in his heart. He watched the dark forest on the left from time to time.
"Morin, what are you looking at?" Isabel asked curiously.
"It's okay," Morin didn't tell his true feelings. He just pulled Isabel near the forest to his right.
Isabelle looked at Morin more confusedly, and then Varian said to Morin: "Morin, did you find something?"
"I just have a feeling of uneasiness," Morin looked at the forest again. "I think something in the forest is peeping at us."
"No!" Isabel said in surprise.
Morin put his finger on his mouth and said, "Slow! Hope is my illusion, but everyone starts now and deliberately relaxes their vigilance and moves on. I think, no matter what kind of enemy, when we relax, we will attack Now."
"The enemy is dark, this is the best way." Varian nodded.
Isabelle smiled and said, "There is not necessarily a crisis. Why are you making yourself so nervous?"
Mo Lin also smiled and said, "Bell is right, let's hurry."
The three went on, and Morin no longer looked at the forest, but turned to Lou Isabel.
Isabelle chuckled non-stop under Mohlin's hugs, and the cheerful laughter immediately circulated in the forest.
Varian only shook his head helplessly. He knew that this was Morin deliberately confusing the enemy who did not know whether it existed, but why must he choose this method of abusing single dogs?
The three of them continued to move forward, and laughed down the road, and looked at them in the distance. These were just three ordinary teenagers who came out for a wild trip.
In the dark forest, there were indeed a pair of eyes staring at the three children in the sun, and there was a fierce light in their eyes.
"Attack now?"
"Wait a moment, the thin boy seems to perceive us, but now" this seems to be a leader.
"The closer they are to the barracks, the harder it is to get there," one person reminded.
The leader observed it for a while before he nodded. So five people immediately pulled out the military longbows, and the sharp arrows still shone in the dark forest.
The hand raised by the leader suddenly fell!
"Swoosh!"
The five arrows combined into a sound, and they all flew towards Moline, just like locusts flying crops.
Moline's ear moved, he heard the bowstring first, and then heard the scream of arrows.
When the arrows were about to hit three people, Mo Lin turned sharply, swept the three arrows with a swipe of the staff, then he moved his body, and at the same time, the left hand dagger was linked, and the fly was left. Two flying arrows.
auzw.com The movement is absolutely precise, like the clouds of the peers. After shooting down five arrows, Morin immediately read the spell and cast ice armor for himself.
"Varian, you protect Belle," Morin finished, and immediately flew towards the forest.
Varian did not argue, and immediately pulled out his long sword to block Isabel.
In the process of Mo Lin flying towards the forest, there were still arrows flying out intermittently, but they were all shot down or dodged by Mo Lin.
Varian saw Mo Lin fall into the forest after seeing several ups and downs. After the dense trees and shrubs, Mo Lin's figure completely disappeared.
After a while, there was a shout in the forest, and Isabelle grabbed Varian's sleeve nervously.
Varian comforted Isabel and said, "Relax, there is no Moline's voice."
Then there were screams of people dying, escapes, and battles in the forest.
Isabelle vaguely heard the sound of the spell and saw a ray of fire, only to hear the people inside yelling in horror: "Who is this person, is it a thief or a magician?"
"what!"
"Escape!"
The sun was setting, a stream of mist rose from the edge of the forest, and the forest suddenly fell silent.
"What happened inside?" Isabel asked worriedly.
Varian really wanted to say that he didn't know, but he said: "It's okay, Morin will be out soon."
Sure enough, a person appeared in the dark shadow, but this person seemed very generous.
Varian squeezed his sword tightly, and Isabel felt his heart beating out of his mouth.
The figure shattered the mist and walked into the sunlight by the river, Isabel breathed a sigh of relief. Varian put down his long sword and said, "Morin, you scared me, you are one of these thieves?"
It was Morin who came out, carrying an unconscious person more than twice his size on his shoulder, and a long bow in his right hand.
"Yeah," Morin came to Varian and dropped the man. "I killed seven and ran three. This is my livelihood. Ask them who these people are and why they ambushed us."
Varian heard Morin indifferently saying that he had killed seven people, and his heart was cold. The killing is so calm, this guy is fortunately my friend.
Just near the river, Morin woke the man with water.
When the man woke up and found that his hands and feet were tied, he saw that there were three people in the other party, and he was alone, immediately begging for mercy: "Three adults, forgive me! I am a kind civilian, and I have no way to do it. Out of this robbery."
Morin washed the blood stains on his face and hands, and came to the man without delay. The man twisted his body like a poisonous scorpion and said, "Little grandpa, little grandpa, don't kill me!" The man cried while talking, apparently seeing Mo Lin as if he had seen death.
"Shut up!" Morin said quietly. "If I wanted to kill you, you would already be a corpse!"
The man closed his mouth and looked at Morin in horror.
Moline asked the man, "Who are you guys, why should we ambush us?"
The man pointed to his mouth, and shook his head again, daring not to speak at all.
"I now allow you to speak," Morin said.
So the man said, "Most of us are refugees from Zorogo. Because we couldn't survive there, we came to Breezed as a hunter. We usually just hunt Warcraft and beasts for money. Will attack humans."
Upon hearing this, Varian also came over and asked: "I heard that the people of Zorogo live in peace and contentment. How can you not live there?"
"Wow!" The man wasn't questioning Mo Lin at first sight. He dared to say, "Which king do you listen to?" Our lord is a vampire with high taxes and killing. It is said that he drinks human blood and eats human flesh every week. Many of us can’t survive there and only come here."
"But your statement is not the same as the investigator sent by the king to report to the king," Varian continued.
The man didn’t care about the investigator’s report. How did a young man like Varian know, but only with a disdainful expression:
This is not easy? That investigator was bribed by our lord. This world. Isn’t there anything money can’t do?"
"How do you know that your lord has bribed the investigator?" Varian asked.
"If it wasn't for being bribed, how could His Majesty let our lord continue to manage Zorigo?" the man said, "unless the king is also a big jerk!"
Varian grabbed the man and yelled, "Civilians, pay attention to your attitude!"
At this moment, the man was cowardly again and started begging Varian. Varian felt that it was boring to see such a person, so he threw him on the ground again.
Varian picked up the longbow brought back by Morin on the ground. He recognized it as the longbow of an army soldier, but the golden lion mark on the bow was destroyed.
"Who gave you this bow?" Varian asked the man again.
"I don't know about this," the man said. "This bow is given to us by the head. As for where he got it from, I don't know."
Mo Lin suddenly asked: "Where is your head?"
"He is naturally a Brazede," the man said disdainfully. "This is the Brazed realm. How can a foreigner take the lead?"
Morin looked at Varian, and Varian said, "Okay, let's talk about everything later when we go back to the barracks. I still have some doubts and need the captain to give an answer."
So Morin drew his dagger and said evilly to the man coldly: "If you are afraid, you can close your eyes."
"Grandpa, please let me go, please!" the man wailed in horror.
Isabel also tried to persuade Morin, but was stopped by Varian. When it was too late to speak, it was fast, and when the black shadow flashed, the man immediately closed his eyes and fell to the ground at the same time.
The sun finally sank under the horizon. At that moment, the man woke up warily, only to find that his hands and feet were all cut off, and the three young men had long disappeared.