Mercenaries and Adventurers

Kiel clasped his hands on the wooden crossbar again amidst loud laughter, gasping for breath and saying nothing.

Both feet stomped **** the wooden floor twice, and the bottom of the boots rubbed firmly against the wooden floor, making a creaking sound that was inconsistent with before.

The wailing and laughing in the room blocked the detailed sounds that were not easy to be noticed. Keel staggered his feet slightly one after the other, and then lowered his body.

"Hoo-chi-"

It was Keel's heavy breathing.

"Hoo-chi-"

As Kiel's whole body shook, although he couldn't see clearly, the entire running wheel connected to the crossbar made a creaking sound that hadn't been heard before.

The little gang leader who was nailed to the ground knew this sound very well. It was the normal sound of the wheel being pushed in the early stage.

But how is it possible?

That thing needs at least five young and strong men to barely start it. In this way, five people have to shout and work together to make the mechanism work. If there is one less person who is not coordinated, it will not be able to start. .

But at this moment, amidst the creaking sound of the wheels turning, he clearly heard the sound of Kiel's footsteps moving.

"impossible!!"

He screamed, even though his fingers were cut off by the long sword just now, the high-pitched scream came out of his mouth.

"This is impossible!"

He tried his best to turn his head to look in the direction of the mechanism, but his eyes were still white and he couldn't see anything. He pulled his hands on the ground, wanting to crawl over to check it out, even if one of his legs was still nailed to the ground by a long sword. do not care.

"Ah!!" Dragging his body, the long sword that directly cut off the tibia of the calf once again tore the gang leader's calf, and the pain made him fall to the ground and howl again.

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Kiel was panting heavily, his eyes wide open, and he seemed to be looking at his eyes, but in fact, all his energy was put on the legs, feet and waist muscles inside his body at this time.

A large amount of life energy in the body was barely controlled by him to gather here, and then attached to the muscles, assisting and pushing him to complete the movement.

The bar and the wheel, which could not be pushed no matter what, were finally turned rumblingly under the push of the muscles strengthened by life energy.

Keel suppressed the desire to cheer and tried his best to concentrate. The mechanism has not been pushed to the end, the trapped local soldiers have not been rescued, and he cannot stop.

Breathing heavily, Kiel's arms and legs swelled, and he stepped heavily on the ground. His hands even squeezed the crossbar in his hands to make marks on the surface. With his push, his whole body It also moves around in constant circles with the wheel.

Just like a donkey pulling a mill.

The rotating wheel was stirring, and relying on the only mechanism gear installed, the rotating power was transmitted to the horizontal transmission wooden rod, which penetrated far into the wall and drove the heavy mechanism on the other side of the house.

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Soldier Captain Furlong was leading his men to resist the attacks of spears protruding from several places in the enclosed space.

These damned gang thugs, when they were raided into the hall of the house before, they were clearly defeated in the first battle with the soldiers, but now they are hiding behind the shameless mechanism and attacking them with long guns through the wooden wall. On the contrary, they were extremely active, spouting obscene language, and fiercely moving their spears back and forth, attacking them.

The soldiers had to use shields to block the openings on both sides of the houses, but this was only a temporary solution, not the root cause. No matter how strong the wooden shield was, it would still be smashed under repeated spear stabbing. Long guns, so that they have no suitable weapons to attack, or directly kill the gang thugs behind the wooden wall of the mechanism.

Furlong tried to use the two-handed ax in his hand to chop the wooden wall blocking the way, but the wooden wall was not only thick, but also made of strong materials. Although it could be broken, it was not a short-term useful method.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to direct the soldiers not to disperse, but to gather three of them together and retreat to the middle of the room as much as possible, letting the thugs take the initiative to extend their spears in to attack, and then he turned around and attacked from the side with courage and skill. In the attack, several spears were broken with an axe.

All of a sudden, the thugs on the other side of the wooden wall had no weapons to attack them.

"A good hand with a javelin! Throw them in and kill them!"

Furlong also made up his mind and stopped trying to arrest the gang's thugs, because the other party did not hold back in the battle, but rushed to kill them.

In the small formation of three soldiers, one immediately drew a short-throwing gun from behind. Without running up and accelerating, he directly raised his hand and threw a fierce shot into the hole the size of a human head in front of him.

This soldier was very skilled. He threw his gun and flew directly into the hole. There was a wail and the sound of falling to the ground immediately.

"Excellent! Come again!"

Then Furlong went to the right side again, cutting off several spears attacking from the right side in the same way.

Then, after the spear was broken and retracted into the hole in the wall, the soldiers who had already prepared threw out four or five throwing spears neatly.

However, the hole is only that big. During the collision, only two of them finally flew in, and there were immediately two puffing sounds of being pierced.

But Furlong was too late to be happy, and the crisis came in an instant.

At this time, more than a dozen of them soldiers had rushed through the gate and entered the hall of the house, but the opposite side of the hall was already blocked by a thick wooden wall that had been raised abruptly. Several wooden doors are also extremely strong, and after being closed from the inside, they cannot be broken open for a short time.

At this moment, the ground between the connecting hall and the corridor rose again.

"Oops! They want to separate us! Get out!" Furlong was taken aback, and immediately realized the other party's plan.

However, several wounded soldiers in the middle of the hall slowed down the pace of some of them, and it was impossible for the soldiers who helped their wounded comrades to leave their comrades and retreat.

Furlong followed several of his soldiers back to the aisle where he came, but the back door of the house he came in was completely blocked by the same thick wooden wall at some point, and he couldn't get out of the house at all.

"Damn it! It's a trap! Let's go back and get together with the others!"

When he realized that the other party locked them up and wanted to divide them, it was still a step too late. The wooden wall raised between the aisle and the hall gradually rose and closed with a rumbling sound from the underground.

More than a dozen soldiers were separated back and forth by this thing.

"Haaah!" Furlong swung his ax heavily on the wooden wall blocking the way in front of him, but this thing was thicker than the previous wooden wall and wooden door. Although the ax still cut into the surface of the wooden wall, it probably knocked him out of power. , it is very difficult to break this thing.

Gritting his teeth angrily, Furlong heard the shouts of killing coming from the opposite hall, and hurriedly kicked **** the thick wooden wall blocking the way in front of him.

"Damn, damn, damn, damn!!"

What he didn't know was that the dozens of gang thugs who rushed in from the opposite side could not directly take down the few soldiers left in the hall. Although half of these people were injured by sneak attack spears and could not fight, they The other few people were still in good condition. Facing more than a dozen gang thugs, they stubbornly resisted.

The gang thugs were also good at throwing guns, and the soldiers were helpless. No one wanted to rush up and be the first to be the ghost of the guns thrown by the soldiers, although everyone knew that as long as they swarmed up, they would be taken down quickly. But no one wants to die like this.

In the end, the little gang leaders who commanded here came out to persuade these people to surrender, put down their weapons and surrender, and the gang thugs would not do anything to them, and even immediately treated the injured lying on the ground at this time.

Those soldiers still surrendered, there is no reason to throw their lives here at this time. After all, they are only arresting some gang thugs. These soldiers don't think their knight lord can't be taken at the front door. At this time, they pretend to surrender for the wounded and wait for the knights Break through here, and then fight.

So these people were detained on the second floor of the house, and the thugs just threw them a jar of ointment and left them alone, letting them apply the medicine to the injured by themselves.

Although the soldiers without weapons were angry, they had no choice but to stay in the house honestly.

What they didn't know was that the little gang leader didn't intend to let these people go. After finishing the remaining soldiers and the soldier captain, he came over and killed the soldiers who surrendered together, and then brought them out The passage under the house leaves here.

Turning to the soldier captain Furlong, when several of them were tightly locked in the aisle that was blocked at the front and back, they realized that they were locked up by the agency.

Then, as expected, several holes were opened in the walls on the left and right sides of the passage by the thugs inside, and spears protruded from the inside.

However, Furlong showed great power in his anger, and he swung his ax to cut off all the spears that were poked out, and then commanded his soldiers to shoot the spears along the hole to the thugs on both sides.

"Give me a dead hand! Kill them!"

Furlong yelled commandingly.

The soldiers immediately fought back, and several thugs were shot in the torso by their guns, and fell to the ground vomiting blood. On the contrary, the thugs were forced to close the holes on the walls on both sides, which stopped their own losses.

Then the thugs got support and launched a counterattack, but they were all cracked by Furlong. So the thugs died down, and there was no movement after closing the entrance of the cave.

"Be careful. I can tell they haven't given up yet."

Furlong knew that the two sides had already fought a real battle, and the two sides would not stop until one side failed completely.

He wasn't worried about the overall situation. After all, the Anvina Knights were leading them, and their manpower far exceeded the gang's thugs. Support would arrive at any time.

He was just worried that the subordinates who had been separated in front had known that they would be locked up by the authorities, and he should have sent the wounded out of here early. It should be safer on the streets outside.

I don't know what happened to them.

But Furlong put his ear close to the mechanism wall on one side of the hall, and he could no longer hear the sound on the other side. He yelled a few times, but there was no response from the other side. He faintly felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know where the danger came from.

Just as he was walking around nervously, battle shouts and wailing came from the underground of the house.

He was overjoyed. Although he didn't know what was going on, it seemed that someone was already fighting underground.

"Everyone is ready to fight. The reinforcements seem to have arrived, and they have entered the basement of the house." He explained to his men, but then there seemed to be no change in the underground except for the pervasive laughter?

Until the mechanism wooden wall blocking the back door behind them gradually descended with a rumbling sound.

Furlong's eyes widened, not knowing what was going on.

Suddenly, a top panel on the top of the head was lifted from the top, and there was also a hole that could be opened by movement, just like the hole in the mechanism where spears could be extended from both sides to sneak attack.

"Oops! Everyone be careful!"

But Furlong's reminder was ridiculed by the people above.

"Haha, this #@说care? It's useless, die! This is poison, poison you to death!" A thug said excitedly and mocked.

"Why are you talking to these dead people? Anyway, they have nowhere to run, so hurry up." Another thug urged.

The scalps of all the soldiers below were numb. They didn't expect to have such a trick, pouring deadly poison from the top of the sealed passage!

But everyone looked at the back door that was gradually opening, and couldn't figure it out? What does it mean.

When Furlong heard the words of the two thugs above, he wanted to immediately evacuate everyone from the gradually opened back door, but when he looked at the back door that came in before, he hesitated.

Because when the back door was opened, the outside was not a smelly poor street, but darkness.

No, not darkness, but a billowing black smoke, the black smoke that was pouring into the passage engulfed all light, like night, or something more sinister.

This made Furlong and other soldiers stop in their tracks, not daring to go inside, even though there were gang thugs who wanted to kill them on their heads.

"What's going on?" Furlong thought about it, wondering if the situation outside was fatal, and the two thugs above his head were telling lies to drive them into the black smoke.

But just as he was hesitating, a voice came from the smoke outside: "Captain! Captain! Are you guys inside?"

As soon as Furlong heard it, he recognized the voices of the soldiers who had previously arranged to block the carriage passage on the side of the house at the back door.

Puff la la, a yellow liquid with a pungent smell was poured from the hole at the top of the channel. As soon as this suspicious liquid touched the wooden boards on the ground, a lot of yellow smoke was emitted.

The soldiers immediately moved away from this suspicious-looking thing. After seeing it, Furlong stopped hesitating and immediately called out to his soldiers, and rushed into the dark suspicious smoke with a huff.

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"Whirring whirring."

Gasping heavily, Kiel leaned against the crossbar of the wheel.

"Should they be saved? Should they? As long as they're not too stupid."

Keir shook his head, stood up, moved his body, and was extremely surprised.

He calmly picked up a machete used by the thugs from the ground, stretched out his hand and carefully held both ends of the **** machete, and broke it off with force.

With a creaking sound, he bent the entire thicker machete.

He exerted his strength again, snap!

The whole machete was not a good weapon after all, it didn't have good toughness, so it was directly broken into two pieces from the middle.

Keir threw the thing down casually, and the whole person became excited.

"It's done, it's done!" He kept muttering to himself, ignoring the other people in the room, who couldn't see anything anyway.

He came to the wall, and Kiel slammed his fist directly against the wooden wall.

Boom! There was an exceptionally loud bang.

Keir looked at his fist in surprise, and then at the place where he was hit by the fist in front of him.

His own fist was fine, but the thick cowhide glove was a little loose from the punch just now, and the place in front of him that was hit by the fist had already sunk a dent three centimeters deep.

There are cracked wood thorns and cracks all around the depression. Obviously, this punch completely smashed this small piece of wood.

Keel thought about it, such a punch on a person, it is estimated that a normal person can be killed directly.

As long as it is the torso or head of the body, it will die immediately. And if the limbs are hit by fists, they will definitely be interrupted, and it is possible for severe beatings to detach limbs.

Excitedly, he walked around in place a few times, and then jumped again, only to hit his head on the roof plank of the house.

Keel touched the top of his helmet, excitedly lost his way.

After calming down, Kiel found that when he no longer used his mind to concentrate on controlling the life energy in his body, although part of the life energy had returned to other parts of the body, most of it was still gathered in the muscles of his body. middle.

It was these life energies that made him so powerful just now that he easily broke metal knives and smashed wooden walls with a punch, and was able to touch the ceiling with his head when he jumped up.

He wanted to test how long this situation could last, so he no longer regained control of the life energy in his body, and instead cleaned up the current situation.

Phew, Kiel pulled out the long sword pinned to the little boss, grinning his teeth in pain, and directly tied the opponent's serious injury with a rope, UU reading www.uukanshu. com used the method of compressing the blood vessels to stop the opponent's bleeding, and **** this important guy by the way.

"You're going to die, you don't know who you've offended, do you?"

This little boss had shed a lot of blood, and although he was a little depressed, his mouth was still vicious.

Kiel wasn't in the mood to deal with him: "You know, the Thieves Guild, right? I'm fully aware of that. But do you know what the consequences will be for you?"

"What?"

"Hmph." Kiel snorted softly: "Being obediently defeated and arrested by the lord's soldiers, the consequence is nothing more than a simple sentence of imprisonment. But have you really thought about the consequences of your stubborn resistance? ?”

"What is it?" It wasn't the little boss who kept quiet who asked the question, but the gang thug who surrendered to Kiel not far away. Obviously, he was very concerned about this issue, and he didn't even care about shrinking into a corner.

"Hmph, if you killed a lord's soldier, how many thugs do you think the lord will kill?" Kiel didn't answer clearly, because he didn't know the laws of the western provinces in this regard. , but it must be similar to the Northwest Province.

Presumably the death penalty.

Keir's answer defeated the thug, who shrank into a ball and began to cry, obviously predicting his own death.

Going over to tie up this man, Keel then **** the gangsters who were still alive in the middle of the room, although he didn't know if these people would die in a coma without treatment.

He flicked the long sword in his hand, shaking off the blood stained on the sword.

Then Keir picked up an oil lamp that was lighting in the house, kicked open the wooden door of the house in his hand, and went to explore other places here.