Wizard: Live hard and you will become stronger

At this moment, the convoy had completely stopped, and a group of unknown people appeared in front, blocking the way of the convoy.

They wore different styles of clothes and held a variety of weapons such as axes, hammers, machetes and sticks in their hands. They had fierce expressions and looked murderous.

"Robbers! We encountered robbers!" Pierre's face turned pale.

Others also looked panicked.

Only Luo Xi remained calm in the entire carriage. He comforted: "It's okay. Don't we still have a mercenary group? Have you forgotten? Captain Karl is a knight."

Karl, the leader of the Red Wolf Mercenary Group, was originally a knight of a nobleman in the Kingdom of Karel. He was later expelled due to family strife. Frustrated, Karl declined other nobles who recruited him and formed this mercenary group. The Corps seeks a living.

He himself has received professional training and truly has knight-level strength.

After hearing Luo Xi's reminder, the expressions of everyone present improved.

Ordinary people are more or less aware of the power of knights. They are infinitely powerful and invincible. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are completely invincible.

With the protection of a strong knight, everything will be fine, right?

Just as everyone was thinking this, there was a sound of cramped footsteps, and then a mercenary was seen running to the carriage.

He said concisely and clearly: "There was a bandit attack and we were short of manpower. The leader ordered all the adult men to get off the carriage and go to the back to get weapons. Anyone who didn't come would be kicked out and handed over to the bandits."

After saying that, he quickly ran to the next carriage to deliver the message.

Everyone in the carriage looked at each other and could only get out of the carriage. They had made an agreement when they first joined the convoy, and they could not shirk the blame when encountering danger and requiring them to jointly defend against the enemy.

But generally speaking, these people only play a role in building momentum. After all, the mercenary group also knows that untrained ordinary people are useless on the battlefield.

Everyone came to the carriage of a mercenary group at the back. The carriage was full of weapons, including knives, axes, hammers, etc., as well as cross swords, but the workmanship was very rough, like a piece of iron.

Many people are vying for the cross sword. After all, it looks handsome. Fighting the enemy bravely and handsomely with the cross sword can be said to be the dream of every man here since childhood.

Luo Xi didn't argue with them and chose a big hammer. Although the workmanship of this thing was very rough, it just had a wooden handle and a stone hammer head. However, the hammer head was solid and covered with a layer of iron. thick.

It wasn't until after the selection that Luo Xi suddenly realized what he was doing. Does it make any difference to him what kind of weapon he chooses? If you really encounter trouble, is it possible to get in with this hammer?

After pretending for two days, the traveler almost forgot his true identity.

"Have you made your choice? Once you've made your choice, come with me!"

There were basically seven or eight people disembarking from several carriages, and there were fifty or sixty people together. The people gathered together with knives, forks and sticks in their hands looked quite similar, like the young and Dangerous boys in Causeway Bay. We are going to follow Chen Haonan out to fight.

Once there were more people, everyone's fear dissipated a little, and some men even started to joke.

"Fuck you!"

"With so many of us, are we still afraid of a few of these little robbers?"

"Just tear off all their heads and take them to Fengxi City to collect the reward, and then push them flatly into their robber den!"

"Push the robber's den flat! Haha!"

Everyone was laughing and joking, it was so lively.

But when they came to the front of the motorcade, this high morale quickly collapsed.

At the front of the convoy, it was obvious that a battle had just taken place.

There were five or six corpses lying on the messy ground, some from the bandits' side and some from the mercenaries' side.

Some had their throats opened, some had their hearts stabbed, and some had their hands or feet chopped off. The most frightening thing was a mercenary who had half of his head chopped off with an axe, and his brain was bleeding with blood. It was all over the floor.

Although dead people abound in this world, tragic situations like this are still rare. For a moment, the men lost all their momentum and felt a chill in their hearts.

The fighting between the two sides had stopped at this time, and it was reaching a stalemate. The bandits stood on one side, numbering about fifty or sixty, while the mercenaries gathered on the other side, with less than half the number of bandits. The two sides seemed to be in a tense battle.

Knight Carl was negotiating with the opponent's leader: "Enrique, you are so brave. You even dare to attack my convoy. Are you impatient?"

Hearing Knight Carl's words, there was a commotion in the crowd.

"Enrique is. Enrique the Ogre!"

"Ogre Rick!"

Everyone's expressions changed in varying degrees. This was because the robber in front of them was so famous.

Enrique was originally a noble knight from the Western Region. He fought bravely, but his cruel nature was well-known for his bloodthirsty nature.

Once, when the enemy nobles were defeated and surrendered and the ransom was paid, he still tore off the opponent's head, completely igniting the anger of the entire noble class.

Under pressure, his prince could only promise to cut off one of his hands and expel him. Unexpectedly, Enrique received the news in advance and became evil.

He directly kidnapped the noble's favorite little daughter into the forest and raped her. What was even more cruel was that he cooked her and ate part of her.

This incident made him notorious, and the nobles jointly launched a campaign against him for a period of time, but he avoided them all.

After hiding for a period of time, he fled to the Whispering Forest a few months ago and formed a gang to form a group of bandits.

Although it has not been established for a long time, many caravans have been attacked by them, and every time they rarely leave alive, their methods are extremely cruel.

Knowing that their enemy is such a fierce god, few can remain calm.

"What. What should I do?"

"Enrique, how did you meet Enrique, my God!"

A mercenary frowned and glanced over with a sharp gaze: "Whoever talks nonsense again, I will chop off his head!"

The confrontation between the two armies is the most important thing for morale. Once they are in disarray, they will not only be useless but will become a burden.

Negotiations continue.

Facing Karl's threat, Enrique did not panic at all, and said calmly: "Karl, my friend, it is for your sake that I am specially accommodating and allow you to leave with your people. You can go out." Ask me, when has I, Enrique, ever been left alive?"

After all, he comes from the aristocratic class. Different from the image of a tall and thick gangster, Enrique has a well-proportioned figure and handsome appearance, and exudes an elegant temperament in his every move.

Karl said: "Stop talking nonsense, I have many people now, what qualifications do you have to make demands in front of me!"

"Ah!"

Enrique sneered, glanced disdainfully at Luo Xi and the others, and said contemptuously: "A lot of people?"

Karl was so angry that he raised the cross sword with a clang: "Then come on! Let blood and sword speak!"

"Qiang Qiang!"

The sound of cold metal interlacing was heard endlessly, and the mercenaries all raised the cross swords in their hands.

At the same time, the bandits also drew their bows and tightened their swords. The atmosphere on both sides suddenly dropped to freezing point, and a fierce battle was about to break out!