People are at the junction, but they become the incarnation of the sun

But there are some among the bandits who can summon the lost dead through death rituals....

Could it be Gorius?

"What are you thinking about, Rhine? Do you have any clue?"

Seeing Reinhardt's dazed look, Blaze suddenly asked.

But Reinhard shook his head and responded with a grin: "No, it's just that he suddenly thought of a target for revenge, and his heart was a little restless."

He didn't tell Blaze about the lost dead because it was unnecessary. Even if he told him, it would be of no use, and it might cause unnecessary trouble.

This is a secret that has not been recorded in books and has long been forgotten by the world.

"Okay, it's okay to want revenge, but be careful."

Blaze could tell that Reinhard seemed to be hiding something, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just walked to the front helplessly and continued to lead them to their destination.

After all, everyone has some little secrets, and as long as it doesn't threaten Lani, he has no interest in getting to the bottom of it.

...

"Is it them?"

Near midnight, they had arrived at their destination, lying on the protruding rocks and watching the situation below.

There was a camp stationed on a plain on the east coast. Their camp was illuminated by a blazing bonfire, and there were a few patrolling guys around.

If you only look at the surface, no one will think that this is just an ordinary camp, and no one will think that this is a gathering place for bandits.

After all, whose bandits would live in tents?

It would be good to have a broken house to deal with. If you are lucky, you can plunder a house built alone in the wild.

It is impossible for a mere bandit to possess such a thing as a tent.

From this point of view, there is no problem with Blaze's intelligence. These guys must have something to do with those bastards of Cuckoo Knight.

Because the Kalian soldiers with strict military discipline could not do such a bad thing.

As for the soldiers from the Magic Academy?

Do you think that group of magicians who consider themselves noble will look down on this group of rotten fish and shrimps?

Only an alternative like the Cuckoo Knight is doing such destructive things as burning, killing, and looting in the border area, and colluding with bandits is even more expected.

"Get ready to do it."

Blaze reached out and held the giant sword and was about to stand up when Reinhard grabbed him: "Wait a minute, look over there, there is something going on."

He whispered a reminder and pointed at the slope below the plain.

On the gravel road not far away, a patrol team was slowly walking towards the bandits' camp.

It was a team of nearly 20 people. The torches in their hands dispelled the darkness like sparks. At the head were five cuckoo knights riding war horses. Each of them held a spear in their hands, followed by a group of people. Cuckoo soldier holding a sword.

Under their gaze, the team finally stopped in front of the bandits' camp. The knights dismounted and talked enthusiastically with the bandits in the camp.

They seemed to be making some kind of deal. The leader of the cuckoo knight waved his hand, and the other soldiers seemed to unload something from their horses and hand it over to the bandits.

After that, this group of guys entered the tent, and the remaining soldiers and bandits were responsible for guarding and patrolling.

Now, there were more than a dozen bandits originally, and together with the Cuckoo Knight's team, they were directly promoted to a force of nearly 40 people.

4V40, this ratio is quite bad.

"Get ready to take action, we must fight quickly!"

Even so, Blaze still gave the order to fight, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

Brother Lang had an intuition that the things these cuckoo knights handed over to the bandits must not be ordinary supplies, otherwise they would not be placed on war horses for transportation.

"I will open the gap for the patrolling guards outside the tent, and Darrivel and I will be responsible for killing the knights inside."

"Letina, open areas like the plains are your specialty, so you are responsible for harassing the enemy. Finally, Reinhardt, you are responsible for killing those who try to escape. You must not let them attack other cuckoos. Knight tip off!"

Everyone nodded to show that they understood.

As expected of Brother Wolf, who grew up in the Kaliya royal family, he decided on the best tactical arrangement in just a moment.

51. Who drives the dead?

At night, the moon and stars were sparse, and strong winds blew across the earth.

Along with the roars coming from the distance, the bandits and cuckoo soldiers in the camp were drinking and bragging about their glorious deeds around the flickering bonfire.

He talked about which village he had plundered in the past few days, and whose girl had a slim figure and a great figure. He looked like he had endless aftertaste, mixed with vulgar laughter.

Calling these scoundrels scum is a complete insult and they are not worthy of being human at all.

"Ouch-"

As the wolves howled from the top of the mountain, the cuckoo soldiers suddenly trembled and quickly picked up their weapons to guard the surroundings, which made the bandits sitting together drinking laugh.

"Hahahaha, man, you are really too nervous... Don't worry, in a remote place like this, wild wolves often come and go. After a while, these beasts retreated when they saw the fire here."

"Ha, maybe I'm too sensitive and thought it was "half-wolf" Blaze." Soldier Cuckoo rubbed his temples and the bridge of his nose to try to relieve the pressure.

"How is it possible? How could such a big shot come to such a poor place in the wilderness? You think too much, man. Come on, drink!"

The cuckoo soldier nodded when he heard the words and thought it made sense, so he put down the sword in his hand, sat back down, picked up the wine barrel, touched it with the other person, and then drank it down.

It seems that this is the only way to relieve inner anxiety.

After all, the things they sent this time were stolen from the Magic Academy. I heard the Cuckoo Knight above said they were going to do something big.

If he hadn't been short of money and was preparing to go home to get married, he wouldn't have followed those cuckoo knights out to do such a thing.

"But honestly man, what do they want to do, boss?"

"Who knows, it's our turn to take care of the boss's affairs, just share the money... burp~" The drunken bandit picked up the barrel again and said, "Come on, it's still early, let's continue... ..”

Before he could finish speaking, a shadow suddenly enveloped them.

Subconsciously, he raised his head and saw a backlit figure descending from the sky. The sharp sword in his hand was wrapped with icy cold air.

Before they could react, the figure had inserted the sword blade into the bonfire between them, and the scattered sparks were like fluorescent lights, making a crackling sound.

Wolf attack!

The moment he drew his sword, the ground exploded, and ice mist spewed out from the cracks to corrode the earth. In an instant, the two people who were still drinking in a daze were frozen into ice sculptures. Then Blaze waved the giant sword in his hand with his backhand.

click-

The two people who were frozen were shattered by the heavy sword blade, and the character fragments exploded all over the ground.

"[Half-Wolf] Blaze? It's an enemy attack! An enemy attack!"

I don't know where the shout came from, and the camp suddenly became chaotic. The drunken soldiers and bandits woke up one after another, picked up the weapons around them, and prepared to gather together to deal with the enemy.

But before they could come together, many people were killed by arrows fired from outside the camp.

On the plain outside, Letina was riding Robb to engage in guerrilla warfare, and the bow and arrow in her hand never stopped.

Draw the bow, aim, and shoot.

Every time this action is repeated, one person will fall down.

"Be careful, pay attention to that Platinum Son bitch outside!"

As soon as someone yelled like this, the next second he was cut in half by a sharp blade, and hot blood immediately spilled to the ground.

"What?! Where is the enemy attack?!"

A cuckoo knight who was resting in the camp heard the shouting and ran out quickly, but as soon as he opened the curtain, he saw a figure flashing in the crowd, heading towards him.

Before he could react, Dariwell had already arrived in front of the opponent with hound steps.

Hound sword skills!

The big curved sword carried behind him was raised with his backhand, leaving a streak of sword light in the air, oh!In one fell swoop, the Cuckoo Knight's arm was chopped off from under his armpit, but Dariwell did not swing the second sword immediately, but used the strength of his waist and abdomen to retreat a few meters.

His right foot slammed into the ground, stirring up a bit of soil. At the same time, his entire body disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he had already rushed into the arms of the Cuckoo Knight.

hiss-

The sword light appeared, and the fear still remained on the Cuckoo Knight's face, and then a scarlet blood line appeared from the center of his face.

It wasn't until he died that he realized that the guy in front of him was the Hound Knight.

An unwilling expression was frozen on his face, but his body had been split into two pieces from the center.

"Hey~ It's so awesome."

Reinhardt, who was wandering outside the camp, whistled in appreciation when he saw Dariwell showing off his power inside.

The Hound Footwork is indeed a bug-level standing skill. The moment it is activated, all the power is concentrated in the legs and the force is suddenly exerted, making one's figure disappear instantly. The continuous stepping steps are like teleportation, and the distance that can be used is extremely long.

For this kind of hound knight who does not use his eyes to track his prey, it is simply a magical skill among magical skills.

No matter where the enemy goes, they cannot escape their pursuit.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred in the camp that was attacked.

Countless pale figures crawled out from under the ground, like evil skeletons crawling out of tombs, holding blades and attacking Blaze and Dariwell.

Brother Wolf retreated repeatedly before getting rid of their attack.

"These guys are what the people of the ancestral spirit call the lost dead...but where is the spellcaster?"

Sharp eyes looked through the layers of surrounding lost dead, but unfortunately Blaze did not find anyone casting spells.

On the contrary, the number of this group of lost dead is increasing, and they are summoned together with the people they just killed.

Blaze made a mistake. He originally thought that the other party could summon only three or two lost dead, but he did not expect that there were so many, and the caster could not be found at all.

Dariwell, on the other hand, waved the hound tusks in his hands, trying to kill the lost dead, but every time he attacked, he would pass through the bodies of the dead, like ghosts, without entity.

"Hahahaha, give up, give up, your attacks will have no effect. They are dead people in the first place, and your attacks will have no effect at all!"

Behind the group of dead people, there was a burst of unruly laughter.

Immediately afterwards, the curtain of the largest tent in the middle was lifted, and three cuckoo knights holding spears walked out.

Seeing the embarrassed Blaze who was under siege, the leading knight couldn't help but joked: "Look, isn't this the famous "half-wolf" Blaze? He's not hiding in the walled city with your little princess. Why are you here in this wilderness when you are just playing house?"

"Are you going to play with us?"