I, the retired legend, were forced to go ashore

In the shadow of a hill outside the lumber factory, Ada squatted down suddenly as if she had been hit in the abdomen.

The roiling heat wave kept blowing from the side, and people shouted, dogs barked, and noises kept ringing in the distance, but she was unmoved, and her eyes were fixed on the direction of the granary camp that was burning until half the sky was red.

"Pay attention to concealment, it's coming!"

She warned in a low voice, and at the same time ordered the soldiers to point the newly built heavy crossbow obliquely at the sky.

"Attention, there is only one chance, aim and shoot again!"

The girl seemed to have seen several low-altitude figures approaching at high speed.

"Don't worry, sir," Doug patted the fuselage of the heavy crossbow in front of him, and smiled extraordinarily happily: "Every woman in the night of the valley said that I have good shooting skills."

His words caused a burst of low laughter from his colleagues.

But as soon as Doug finished speaking, his face changed slightly.

My chief is a woman, isn't it a bit inappropriate to make such a joke?

But instead of being angry, Ada continued without any hindrance: "If you miss the shot, don't defile the valley in the future, save some money and destroy yourself."

She stared at the skyline without looking back, extremely calm.

Among the guests at the head of the Chimera, there are many more vulgar ones every day. Ada has learned a lot and practiced it long ago.

Maybe the proprietress of every tavern is like this.

However, Doug and the soldiers couldn't laugh anymore.

It's one thing to say nasty jokes to yourself, but it's another thing for a beautiful woman to tell nasty jokes.

In particular, this beautiful woman is also their chief, a swordsman with superb martial arts skills.

This makes people respect and fear.

The soldiers fell silent, and suddenly heard Ada suppress her voice, muttering in a low voice: "Here we come."

They looked to the sky, and they saw three small black dots, and the finished glyphs were flying towards them rapidly.

The basic flying technique is only a four-ring spell, and its level is not high, but in an army that lacks high-end talents, those who can cast this spell are already considered rare.

"Coming." Doug licked his lips, finger on the trigger.

But this time there are three people, isn't the number a bit too much?

Eyes habitually glanced at the backbone of everyone tonight, only to find that the officer disappeared again at some point.

"Okay, now I'll take over command."

Doug is not surprised that the general disappears from time to time: "The heavy crossbow and I aim at the front one, and the others use the hand crossbow to aim at the second one. Wait for my order and shoot together."

"What about the third person?" A soldier asked.

Doug grinned, and replied as a matter of course: "The third person, of course, will be handed over to the chief."

Staring at the target he was aiming at, and waiting for him to approach and stop, Doug also wanted to understand why the previous chief could predict that an ambush could be carried out here.

Chapter 111. This Man Can't Be Saved

The granary was on fire, and the magicians in the army who could cast magic to effectively extinguish the fire were naturally attracted to it.

And just when the fire was too big and they were helpless, the wood in the distance was blown up again. What would happen then?

As a matter of course, the local general who has been dazzled by anger will order everyone to hunt down these little thieves.

And the magician who can fly is naturally the first to arrive.

So, could it be that the female swordsman, who seemed to be ignorant of military affairs, expected the current situation after burning the food?

That's why they were asked to dismantle the heavy crossbow on the wall and bring it here?

Doug secretly admired Ada's ability to predict things like a god again, and silently aimed at the three magicians who were floating above the timber factory and looking around.

"Aiming—" he whispered and elongated the ending sound.

The soldiers raised their crossbows one after another.

In the dark place of the hill hidden in the shadows, countless arrows that reflected the moonlight were lit up one after another.

"emission!"

As soon as the words fell, accompanied by the buzzing sound of the steel strings of the heavy crossbow being released suddenly, a stream of light flew towards the three magicians in the air.

The first one, the mage armor on his body was broken by the first heavy crossbow, and then the powerful potential energy on the second heavy crossbow almost pierced him in half.

The shield on the second mage's body failed almost instantly, and was shot into a honeycomb by a crossbow.

The third person screamed in shock from the sudden ambush, turned his head and ran away timidly.

Halfway through the journey, he was hit head-on by a beautiful figure jumping from a high place, and fell to the ground with a canopy of blood.

This clean ambush not only cheered up the group of warriors, but also deterred the people from Junshan who witnessed the three magicians being shot down from a high altitude through the night.

"Run-"

A clear shout broke the silence, Ada didn't even want the sword, rolled up her sleeves, and ran to her head first.

Only then did the soldiers come to their senses, squeaking and screaming, dropped all the heavy loads on their backs, and followed behind the officer they admired.

The enemy troops scattered on the edge of the long position couldn't stop the point-to-point attack of a 50-man elite squad led by a super-level swordsman, and they were easily broken through.

And the pursuers in the rear were also driven back by a shower of arrows.

The support troops sent by Lord Wendi played an immediate role, welcoming these retired warriors back.

They were treated like heroes.

The successive explosions in the enemy camp at the foot of the mountain made every soldier on duty cheer, and they patted Doug and his subordinates on the shoulders to congratulate them.

Doug and his party blushed, feeling ashamed, and their weak justifications were covered in praises.

They knew that they were basically two-legged donkeys in this operation, only serving as porters, and 99% of the credit should be attributed to the female swordsman.

However, when Doug looked around, trying to find the person who was supposed to be the protagonist, he once again found that his chief had disappeared at some point.

At this moment, Ada has dragged her tired body back to her tent.

Taking off her shoes, she walked in quietly, trying not to make a sound.

But Shen Ying, who wasn't even awakened by the explosions in the distance or the cheers outside the camp, suddenly opened his eyes.

"You're back, how are you?"

Sleepy-eyed, the elf flattened the berth of his friend next to him and adjusted the position of the pillow.

Ada let out a long breath. On this battlefield, she felt the warmth of home.

She straddled the elf's body, lay directly on her bunk, stretched out her hand and squeezed the elf's soft and furry ears, her voice was small but proud: "I'll make a move, it's easy to handle, go to sleep."

"Yeah, as expected of you, I knew it."

Deep Shadow let out a sigh of relief, hugged the quilt and approached his friend.

But she quickly frowned and sat up.

"What's wrong with you, you smell so much sweat and don't change your clothes?" She poked her friend's ribs with her fingertips, like a shrewd housewife pickily looking for problems with the fruit in front of her: "You are too unclean Already!"

"Oh... the battlefield, bear with it, I'm tired..."

Ada closed her eyes, turned over, and used the back of her head to fight against the old woman's nagging.

"No, get up!"

Shen Ying directly grabbed Ada's hair and pulled her up: "Go and change your clothes, I'm going to wash your body now!"

"You are a clean freak, a disease!"

Ada couldn't hold back the elf, so she could only pout and complain and put on a change of clothes, but she still persuaded: "You don't need to be busy, just call the logistics and let them wash it."

"How can that be done!?"

Shen Ying seemed to have heard something incredible, her eyes widened, and she folded the clothes changed by her friend one by one, holding them in her arms, and said seriously, "How can you entrust others to wash girls' clothes?" , aren't you ashamed?"

Ada thought about it seriously, and shook her head sincerely: "I don't feel that way."

All she has is calmness.

"You are finished, you are hopeless." Deep Shadow sighed sadly.

After walking out of the tent with her friend's clothes in her hands, she could still hear her hateful criticism: "It's really... oh, it's so pitiful for Triss to have a mother like you."

In the future, I must give that poor girl more maternal love.

In the big tent next to him, Lord Wendi, who hadn't slept half the night, almost popped his eyes when he heard Doug's report.

"You, what you said is true?"

He asked incredulously, and saw his right-hand man nodding again.

It's too ridiculous.

The super fighter in his impression and memory is the kind of existence that can stand firm on the battlefield with one enemy, one hundred, tough, and killing enemies crying father and mother.

According to Doug's description, Miss Ada...

It turned out to be a special sneak attack?Of the hundred or so people who were killed along the way, probably none of them could see her clearly, right?

This is a swordsman who is more thieves than the most professional thieves, and his attributes are too crooked!

Chapter 112. The early bird gets the worm

The brutal siege battle is about to begin.

Early in the morning, when the sky was getting bright, the Junshan people spread out their formation and slowly pressed up from three sides.

However, the two piles of black paint in the enemy camp were so conspicuous after burning, which gave the defenders a lot of confidence in fighting.

Because of the destruction last night, the enemy army had to allocate part of its troops to carry out logging operations again, which meant that the number of people used to attack would be reduced.

It was originally a three-sided attack, but it became a two-sided attack.

In the open space of the barracks, the craftsmen of the Junshan people are stepping up to build catapults, instead of the conventional ladders, well rails and other objects used to climb the city wall.

This is a very abnormal thing in a different world with magic.

In siege warfare, the destruction of the city wall is often a confrontation of spells from both sides. What is the primitive attack method of throwing stones for?

Moreover, the huge boulder thrown may be shot down from the air by magic and fall on the heads of the soldiers, which is extremely dangerous.

But what can the Koriyama people do?

Although the three magicians who were ambushed in the middle of the night yesterday were not the strongest in their own army, they could be regarded as the mainstay.

Once they died, the magical gap between the two sides was infinitely narrowed.

Although the number of magicians in the Koriyama people is still greater than that of Fenghegul, the defensive side always has the upper hand, and they can only use the most ancient attack method of throwing stones to assist them.

Wendi stood on the top of the mountain, frowning at the enemy's army formation and the siege machines that were being built.

"Unexpectedly, Xiao Wang in today's gamble turned out to be a few catapults, what cards can we draw to control him..."

The commander of Windhelm's Deep, muttering to himself, kept searching for a few cards in his hand.

It is useless to send people out to destroy the catapult, not to mention the heavy guards there, even if it is dismantled, it can be rebuilt on the spot in minutes.

It is also not advisable to send Miss Ada to the enemy camp to disturb the enemy troops who are resting, and to reduce the burden of night defense.

In broad daylight, her figure can be seen at a glance, and it is not difficult to mobilize a thousand cavalry to hunt her down.

But what might Miss Ida do?

Judging from Doug's report, the series of actions last night, although the female swordsman belonging to the royal family did not inform them of the plan from beginning to end...

But whether it was going all the way in from the beginning to attract the camp defenders to come out to encircle and suppress, or changing into the enemy's clothes and sneaking into the enemy's camp boldly later, plus the final ambush - she always had a clear idea in her heart, didn't she?

Deep Shadow was standing beside Lord Wendi, but he couldn't hear his heartfelt voice.

Otherwise, this elf, who has a deep understanding of his friend's personality, would have laughed out loud and said that Wendi's thinking was too complicated.

How could that nasty scammer have any plans in advance? It's just an instinct deep in her bones to deceive people.

"Where is Miss Ada, haven't you woke up yet?"

Wendi asked the elf who was watching the battle next to him.