Vol 3 Chapter 383: Let's wash and sleep ...

The battle under the mountain, or more precisely a unilateral slaughter, has already been settled.
Looking at it from afar, the man named Tang En was holding on to what the last two were saying, and then the tall and thin man on the left turned his head to look at the caravan situation behind him ... his expression was unclear, but from that motionless Turn your head and confirm that you should be scared!
It's normal to be scared, Elt thought so, because even the man who has witnessed the battles with his own eyes is now like an ice cellar and his scalp is numb ...
Before learning that it was not the spear-shooting camp, Elt was puzzled, but as Frey pointed at the back of the caravan, the doubt was resolved ... There were a dozen black figures slowly approaching the business. The team was behind guard.
It's these people, um, and the guy named Don .... Although it's a little far away, Elt still recognizes the identity of the group from the black armor that is different from other soldiers, and the leader is in Elt looked a little nervous Down.
Based on this ... Well, twenty or thirty people can wipe out the caravan in a few minutes? Elt counted the number of those black armor figures and looked at Frey, who was watching intently next to him, refraining from questioning. Yes, in the previous battle with the barbarian, he knew that this man named Tang En should be very good, but what can a person do? Can they still have the same skill as this Down?
Elt's series of doubts are also justified. As Frei said just now, there are more than 200 caravans underneath. With a little organization, the combat effectiveness is actually quite considerable. Easy. And even if they can't beat, they always know how to run. Here the mountains, mountains, and hills are clustered. If you really want to spread out and run away, it is a delusion to wipe out all. And once you run a few, this thing will be troublesome ...
Bran soldiers crack down on smuggling caravans, and that's naturally justified. But now everyone knows that there is a noble figure behind the smuggling caravan. In this way, the soldiers are actually in a passive position. If these people are wiped out, it is naturally a good thing that there is no proof. On the other hand, if the nobles were given clues that they could investigate, it would not be difficult to find them in a short time. It is now a time of war. These aristocrats would naturally not do anything, but this beam was really forged. The soldiers were in the barracks and they couldn't go where it was possible to get revenge in the future ...
Immediately, while Elt was suffering and suffering here, the black armored soldiers undertook their eyes ...
The path is narrow. This caravan is naturally dragging into a snake shape. It can be seen that these smugglers are still very cautious, and more than 200 people are evenly distributed around the caravan. Especially in the rear, the guard armor there is better, the strength is difficult to say, but the characters are quite cautious, and look around from time to time.
But no matter how they observe, the black armored men behind them are like unknown prophets. The moment before their eyes turned, they avoided the various obstacles on the roadside calmly. Soon, they approached within a few meters, and then the man named Tang En made a humble forward gesture.
Uh ... Elt on the top of the mountain trembled, his arm rubbing his eyes subconsciously in the air. In the sight, the dozens of black shadows flashed like a jungle cheetah from the hiding place, and they came to the guards in an instant. The same but standard movement, covering his mouth, raising his hand around the front, the blade of light flashes across the neck of the guard ...
"Ah ..." The scream of half a syllable was forcibly swallowed, and Elt felt as if he felt the same. He felt his arms in the mid-air and touched his neck, and the whistle of cold wind near his ears was broken into strands at this moment Slight wind groaned.
The killing continues! After a dozen individuals succeeded. Instead of repeating this action for the guard in front, he silently lowered the corpse in his hand, went straight through the guard, and rushed towards the target ahead.
Be careful ... Isn't this exposed? Suddenly flashed in Elt's mind. Then he was covered by a greater shock. Another group of black armored men didn't know where to come from, but also flashed to the back of some of them who were still, and some wanted to scream and exclaim, covered their mouths, raised their hands around, and the light flashed ...
Without a pause, the silent killing spread quickly forward. The entire caravan owner knows nothing about this, and some alone bow their heads and lose their energy, kicking off the rubble near their feet, and then directly covering their mouths and wiping their throats. Some of them got together for a chat, with a smile on their faces that both men knew, and they were killed at the same time. Some people turned their heads subconsciously to observe, and then when they turned halfway, their necks directly hit the welcoming blade light ... They looked different and behaved differently, but the results were the same!
There is no roar of trembling, no low moaning, no exuberant weapon transfers, no overbearing fights that shine in the audience ... silent and weird! There are only two batches of more than a dozen black shadows interspersed quickly and orderly, like a surging tide on the seashore, one layer higher than one layer, until the entire beach is swallowed up.
The pale sun still hangs in the air as usual, and the slightly warm light is not as good as the cold wind, but it still strives to bring bright warmth to the world. However, at this time, Elt could not feel even a little warmth, and fixed his gaze on the bottom. There was a ghost around him and his body was like an ice cellar ...
He has also fought on the front line for many years. Although he has not made much achievements and has only climbed to the position of battalion commander, he has experienced many battles. However, even if he scratched his scalp and wanted to break his brain, he never thought he would ever see such a fighting method!
Is this still a fight? Is there such a killer ... Elt's eyes have already been spent. In his sight, the flashing shadows have turned into a sharp blade, and the entire caravan is a bunch of threads, intricately mixed in together. What these sharp blades do now is to find the flaws of this thread group, and then make a decisive decision without alarming the other lines ... As the number of times of the knife gradually increases, the flaws will naturally increase. In the end, straighten the whole thread ... that's it, that's it!
"Wow, it really is a gray space!" A soldier around couldn't help shaking his head lightly, and the tone of expression was like eating a hearty meal, both satisfied and emotional.
The next battle ended as Tang Enshun touched the heads of the smuggling gang's two leaders together. Now he was waving his hand towards the top of the mountain, greeting everyone down.
"I've been counting time." Another soldier pursed his lips and stood up and said, "Well, one minute and one second ... End the battle!"
"Inaccurate, now, you see. Boss Tang En didn't make any shots before, and later talked with those two. So time should be, uh, it's hard to count ... Anyway, absolutely In minutes. "
"In that case, er, if Boss Tang En was given a few days, wouldn't the barbarian be dead? Ha, I think we should go back and wash and sleep. It's nothing that we do ..."
"Haha, of course not that ..."
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If it is normal, it should be resolved within a few minutes ... Thinking of what Tang En said earlier, Elt was tight and swallowed drooling unconsciously ~ EbookFREE.me ~ What a joke, he actually did Arrived, and it's not been a minute ... If it's my epee camp, how long can it last? God, if this is just a nightmare, please let me wake up soon ...
Obviously, the intense contrast and shocking results have caused the battlefield commander to have serious unrealism.
"Captain Elt, Elt ..."
"what?"
"Well, cough ..." Looking at Elt's blank look, Frey coughed twice, but shook his head helplessly. He probably understood the feeling of the other side, because he also had this feeling, and patted his shoulder. Let ’s go. The battle is over. We need to get back to checkpoint as soon as possible.

After a pause, I decided to mention the junior who worshipped himself. "Don't think about it, it doesn't make much sense. There is only one such team in the whole Nishizawa mainland, and it can't be copied! Oh, thank you, fortunately there are not many Isn't it? Otherwise, we soldiers would really have to go back to wash and sleep ... "
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