Othua's War Banner

Chapter 325 0324: Questioning

"Ken, you have to know how to choose, don't always try to be a hero!"

Lufer roared, and at the moment the other party was distracted, he pulled out a bloody gash.

Ken frowned and backed away, letting Lowndes help him share the pressure.

He had too many teammates to take care of, and the gangsters around him were very used to this kind of chaotic group fight, but he hadn't transitioned from the military habit to gang fights in the alleys.

The mercenaries are attached to the surroundings, back to back, protecting the supporters who can provide support in the center.

[Skill: Hard Armor]

[Skill: Aria]

The two thinner mercenary mages kept chanting, and an invisible diaphragm appeared on the surface of everyone's shields and weapons.

It can withstand stronger attacks and become sharper when cutting armor.

Ken walked among them, constantly waving his weapons to protect his teammates.

The mercenaries finally realized their recklessness. In this situation, if no one came to help, they might really have to explain it here.

"Sorry..."

boom!
The marauder's hammer struck the shield.

The mercenary leader gritted his teeth before finishing his sentence. Although the dull sound of bone cracking was covered by shouts, one could imagine the pain.

Suddenly, a knife flashed beside him.

Ken tore through the encirclement.

He hacked the attacker to death, and at the same time pulled up a not-too-thick frozen wall to block the magic and arrows from the blast.

"Thank you very much," the mercenary nodded. "I'm holding you back."

Ken stretched his hand along the mercenary's arm, and with the consumption of experience points, he healed the bones in an instant.

He didn't waste time talking, but kept walking among the crowd, passing by the mercenaries, constantly resolving the crisis, and at the same time boosting the health of his teammates.

"Ah, it's amazing."

The mercenaries sighed one after another, and continued to muster up the courage to join the battle.

Lufer also suddenly realized that this team was more difficult than expected.

He ordered his lieutenants to continue to exert pressure, and then he also held a sword and chased after Ken, not giving him a chance to breathe and heal.

"Quema!"

Ken growled loudly.

Arrowheads flew continuously in the distance.

Those wind-breaking sharp weapons hit the nail on the head, and they will appear in the most critical positions every time, defusing those attacks that are about to succeed.

"Their shooters are very powerful, fight back, hold me, idiot, don't stand still and let others make you a living target!"

Lufer kept reprimanding.

The marauders moved with it.

They are long-range firepower, and Ken and his group are fighting in a group, so there is not much room for them to play.

A group of people are densely packed together, and it is not easy to shoot arrows and cast magic.

After receiving the order, the long-range troops withdrew in relief, and turned their directions one after another, aiming at the towering warehouse ruins at the smuggling dock, as well as the old hook locks and building gaps...

Rain of arrows and magic poured down, plowing every corner where it could stay.

Kuima shuttled through it like the wind, and there was no chance to breathe.

No one can catch this nimble shooter.

While dodging, Kuima suddenly remembered Zhan Jing's instructions.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Kuima leaped into the air, twitched [Su Xiu], and shot and killed several mages who were singing, and he was also scratched on his shoulder by the impenetrable arrow rain.

He rolled behind a cargo box and got into the crowd without looking back.

The audience exclaimed and retreated one after another, but the streets and alleys were tightly blocked, with no gaps or retreats to speak of.

"Damn it, be careful!"

Lu Fu was a little dazed, and saw arrows and magic flying towards the audience.

Although he spoke to stop it, and the looters also stopped, many attacks still fell on the onlookers.

The caravan guards raised their shields to resist.

Those adventurers who are not good at learning, or gamblers who are plagued by bad luck, can only bear it. They let out miserable howls, and several of them went to see the old gods on the spot.

【Audience sentiment: 94%】

Ken was surrounded in the middle and struggled to support, but saw the slowly beating data suddenly increase, as if something happened.

"Ah, it hurts me to death, hit me, kill those idiots!"

A merchant who was shot through the thigh by a crossbow was crying in pain.

He was wearing light and close-fitting mail armor, which he had obviously purchased temporarily because of the unstable situation recently, and he even forgot to equip himself with a pair of decent boots or leg armor.

"You avenge me, the bill will be calculated separately, in short, kill him for me!"

The vendor gritted his teeth, sweating like beans.

He is a native of Moutavilla, famous for his violent temper in the southern border countries, and he is also the group who likes to fight an eye for an eye most among the mountain people.

"Go all, give me all!"

The peddler stretched out his hand to hold down his leg, not forgetting to command the mercenaries.

He drove away all the bodyguards around, and pointed out a few looters, wishing he could go up and chop off the opponent's legs himself.

Ken felt the circle loosen slightly.

He knew someone had joined the fight.

Although the force is slight, like throwing a stone on the damaged gap, there is no way to stop the flood, but it can relieve the pressure to a certain extent.

Lu Fu stood up, waved the machete, and said:

"What do you want to do, do you know how many looters are out there? Do you know that what you are doing now is equivalent to a formal declaration of war?"

The mercenaries hesitated for a while.

Lu Fu's voice was very loud, and it spread far away. Those whispering and ready-to-moving guys all stopped talking, and seemed to start weighing the pros and cons again.

Ken is the rebel, and if he fails, the spark will be completely extinguished.

Sudden……

There was a loud answer from a distance.

"The war has already begun, and everyone will die unless you create a way out!"

The ground at the stowaway dock was shaking.

Those terrifying hooves stepped on the mud bricks of the street, and could even leave cracks filled with dust. Every heavy step forward seemed to be brewing a storm.

The confusion among the onlookers was exacerbated.

Roar!
Accompanied by deafening beast roars.

More than a dozen strong [Dragon Thorn] passed over the audience at the front.

Lang Mingwei's armor was neat, and he held the knight's steel sword in his hand, and directly cut through the encirclement. The flickering lights of the sword did not give the enemy the slightest chance to breathe.

They are armies that appear out of thin air.

There is an unknown hole in the gate of Ambera Ice Harbor.

Before Ken implemented the plan, he treated the Nolin Knights as the most important reinforcements, just to show up at this most critical time!
Mounts are not allowed in Ambera Ice Harbor.

Therefore, these looters who sneaked in did not prepare monsters at all. Facing a group of fierce and powerful dragon thorns at this time, they had no ability to resist at all, so they could only flee and were torn apart alive.

The morning light finally sprinkled on the floor tiles of the smuggling dock.

Ken emerged from the darkness surrounding him.

He was panting, covered in blood, holding a tomahawk, and staring at the audience around him, as if he was torturing his soul.

"I am already like this, what do you want to do, you are really willing to be slaughtered, aren't you?"

Ken's question echoed around.

【Audience sentiment: 100%】

(End of this chapter)