The Swordsman of Faerûn

The old warrior held an oak shield in one hand and a long steel sword in the other, and quickly walked towards the ogre with small steps.

The ogre didn't take this warrior seriously. He was quite satisfied with the record of severely injuring two opponents with a single blow, and he looked down on these little hairless men.

Of course, this is not to say that this ogre is arrogant, and an ogre who is too arrogant will definitely not survive now.

Generally, when an ogre faces a human adventurer, it will first test the quality of the opponent, and the ogre in front of it is the same.

It launched a powerful attack, if the three human warriors can block it, the ogre will definitely run as far as possible; or if the soldiers can escape unscathed, then the ogre will be cautious many.

Because fighters (including barbarians and plate armor priests) are almost the face of all (ordinary) adventurer teams, the teammates of one or a few powerful fighters must basically be not inferior in level.

However, the two young fighters from the survivors of Yulas lost their minds as soon as they came up, and were severely injured by the ogre's stick, which taught the monster to underestimate the group of people.

It's too late, but it's fast.This person and the ogre met together almost in the blink of an eye, but the ogre didn't have much patience and didn't stop on its feet. It swung a big wooden stick in its claws and threw it at the old soldier.

The human warrior was already prepared. He smashed the oak shield in his hand directly at the ogre's face to divert the monster's attention.The small steps under the feet changed instantly, a sliding shovel passed under the ogre's big wooden club, and rushed straight to the monster's feet.

Before the ogre could react, the human warrior slashed at the ogre's ankle.

The warrior was taken aback when the sword edge touched the monster's flesh, because he slashed at the ogre's body with the sharpness of the steel long sword in his hand, but it was like a blunt knife cutting cowhide, and it was almost impossible to cause much effective damage. harm.

As a result, the human warrior's plan to limit the ogre's mobility by beating its ankles to stop the monster fell short, and the resulting consequences naturally harmed other human adventurers.

The first unlucky thing is the senior ranger who is attacking. His shooting is the only existence that makes the ogre feel threatened. Target.

To sum it up in a game term is the relationship between output and hatred.

The comrade's tactical mistake made it almost impossible for the ranger who had just shot the third arrow to react, and the ogre had already rushed in front of him.He didn't even have time to dodge, so he could only hold the precious birch bow across his chest as much as possible, but was swung by the monster's stick, and fell to the ground like a broken bag, dying.

Then the ogre, like a tiger entering a flock, drove the rest of the adventurers into a frenzy. In the blink of an eye, three of them were killed and two of them were injured, leaving only the old warrior from before. And the veteran thief was unharmed.

It's just that at this time, the two of them had completely lost their fighting spirit, and the thief didn't even have the courage to look at his companion, so the wolf ran into the bushes to escape for his life.

And although the old soldier lost his fighting spirit, he did not escape cruelly after all. After all, besides the three dead bodies, there were four seriously injured companions on the ground.

Of course, even if this soldier stayed, the final outcome might just be an extra life, but he still stayed after all, but he wanted to live and die with his companions.

At this time, the ogre had completely relaxed, and felt that he was safe.

It used its fat and big tongue to lick the human blood stained on the big wooden stick in its hand, and then prepared to harvest the last "two-legged sheep" to draw a successful conclusion to its hunting plan.

The human warrior summoned up his last remaining courage, chanted the motto in praise of the God of Courage, and held up the steel long sword to launch the final attack on the ogre.

Looking at the unrelenting human warriors, the ogre's dark yellow pupils radiated a cruel smile.It didn't worry about any threat this human could pose to itself, but was delighted that the walking food didn't escape.

The ogre hit the rushing human warrior with a smashing blow, and even though the human warrior was completely desperate, his excellent fighting skills and rich experience in fighting the enemy made him face the attack of the ogre. He also subconsciously parried and evaded.

The stainless steel long sword collided with the big wooden stick, and the sword edge cut sawdust pieces the size of a baby's palm on the wooden stick, but the long sword couldn't withstand the huge impact force, and unexpectedly broke from it.

Seeing that the only threatening weapon on the prey was damaged, the ogre couldn't help but let out a loud growl to express its excitement.It swung and swept towards the human warrior continuously, and the huge wooden stick leveled everything in front of it like a bulldozer. Only the human warrior was still struggling to the death with his nimble footsteps.

Just as one man and one ogre were fighting selflessly, two strange horse hisses suddenly came from midair.The reason why this horse neighs is strange is that most horses neigh usually have a low and short neigh, but this neigh is as high-pitched as a cloud, like a roar of a dragon or a tiger.

Whether it was the ogre who was chasing and killing human warriors, or a few living humans, they couldn't help but look up into the sky.

I saw a majestic flying horse covered in jet black unexpectedly descending from the sky, and then two little girls who looked like porcelain dolls jumped off from the flying horse's back.

An eight or nine-year-old girl with blond hair and snow-skinned skin, and a ten-year-old girl with slightly shorter red hair.

The two girls were each wearing exquisite leather armor, with sheathed daggers that were too long for them, and elaborate crossbows on their backs.

Only the slightly older red-haired girl was holding a cane-like short stick in her hand.

What a pleasing pair of girls!But I don't know which noble family's daughter is a daughter.

The human warrior took the opportunity to get some respite, but after seeing the two girls clearly, he couldn't help but yelled like a curse: "Idiot bastard!! Hurry up and run on your flying horse!"

The two girls didn't want to appreciate it, so the red-haired girl wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose and said loudly: "That uncle! Although I know that you scolded us with good intentions, Misha'er is still very angry! So I decided not to save Xiao Qiong for the time being. You are gone!"

The human warrior didn't take what Misha'er said seriously. He was really anxious this time. After all, it's one thing for a few adults to die in a manpower battle, but two ignorant and innocent children suddenly rushed in to die. , but it made him feel greatly unwilling.

The soldier didn't know how to save this doomed tragic situation, he could only follow his own heart and vowed to use his life to delay the monster for the two children.

When the ogre saw the appearance of the two girls, it couldn't help but drool in its bloody mouth.

It should be known that this monster is not only greedy and cruel by nature, but also very lustful.Their aesthetics are almost the same as mainstream humans, and they will not let go of any female-creatures of suitable size.

Just when the ogre was so distracted, the red-haired girl suddenly threw her cane at it.