Carry the Ring of Elden with you

"Damn trash, you can't even do this, get out of here." The one-eyed dragon impatiently kicked aside the body of the gangster who was killed by Reed, then put down the machete in his hand and hacked at the car. past.

"Crash——!" The overturned car was cut in half by the Cyclops, and Reed leaned over in time to escape the disaster.

However, this movement also made Isabelle hide in her father's arms and scream. The girl's scream made the one-eyed dragon's intact eye become interested, and he glanced into the damaged carriage and laughed out loud.

"Hey, two halflings, and a female doll." The one-eyed dragon turned back to the second master and smiled: "You're so profitable, just these two halflings are enough for the brothers to eat and drink without any worries."

The second master also narrowed his eyes and smiled on his fat face.

"Take the two halflings away." The one-eyed dragon waved his hand, then walked over to look at Reed with a grin on his face, and slashed at him with the machete in his hand.

Reed looked at the machete getting closer and closer, and his mind began to race.He feels very regretful now. He regrets why he came to save people. His son's life or death is also uncertain.

Then the picture in his mind suddenly froze at the moment when Roland was executed many years ago, and then he thought of himself who saw Roland again not long ago and shed tears of repentance in front of him.

"Ahhhh!" Reed suddenly shouted violently, raised the sharp sword in his hand and swung it at the machete struck by the one-eyed dragon.

Yes, he regretted coming to the rescue of these two father and daughter.

But, but!If he had not rescued the two father and daughter from the soldiers who were chasing them, he would have regretted it even more!

I don’t want to, I don’t want to make useless confessions in my memories anymore! !Reed stared at the one-eyed dragon, and he could see the mockery in the other's eye.

How can the slender sword body compete with the thick machete.Fool, if you really want to force me back, you should stab me in the heart with a sword.But then I will block your sword and cut off your arm.

The one-eyed dragon laughed inwardly.He has seen too many people who burst out with courage to resist him before dying, but without exception, those who resisted him died.

At the moment of life and death, Reed's mentality suddenly became calmer, and his hand holding the sword was extremely firm.

"Cang!" There was a sound of metal objects falling to the ground, but it was the machete in the one-eyed dragon's hand that broke, not the long sword in Reed's hand.

The one-eyed dragon's expression changed. He had never expected such a result.

However, before the Cyclops could react, the sharp sword in Reed's hand remained unabated. The tip of the sword was close to slicing the Cyclops' throat, causing the latter to take a few steps back and cover his neck. He stared at Reed with wide eyes in disbelief. , his mouth was slurred as if he was choking on water, and he fell forward to the ground without being able to speak clearly.

Not to mention that the one-eyed dragon didn't expect this scene, even Reed, who was prepared to die generously, didn't expect it.

Then Reed realized that the sword in his hand was purchased from the dwarves. How could a machete made of ordinary iron be better than a sword carefully forged by a dwarven master craftsman.

"First Master!" The Second Master was also shocked when he saw this scene, but he quickly reacted: "Set him with an arrow and shoot him to death!!"

As soon as the second master finished speaking, the sound of arrows piercing the air could be heard in his ears. He was still wondering how his group of useless subordinates could obey his orders so quickly, when the black arrows falling from the sky shattered. His fantasy.

Each arrow hit each of the minions next to the Second Master with great precision. The corrosive arrows easily penetrated their bodies, and the barbed arrow tails tightly clasped their bodies. Nail it on the forest path.

Only the second master escaped, but he knew that the enemy did not miss him, but deliberately missed him, leaving him alive to pry out some information from his mouth.

"Right here, Grandpa Reed and the others just drove a carriage here to rescue people!" The second master suddenly heard a rapid cry. Judging from the clear voice, the owner was still a young boy.

Then the second master saw a handsome man holding a king ax and taller than the dead one-eyed master appeared at the other end of the road.

His cuffs embroidered with the lion emblem were anxiously pulled by two half-year-old children, but the man was not impatient and instead cooperated with the children, bending his tall body and bending down to follow the children's directions. With.

Behind this tall man were a group of handsome gray-skinned elves, both male and female, holding black bows and arrows.

There is no doubt that the arrow rain was shot by these gray elves.

"Don't think about running away. My king has something to ask you." A seductive female voice blew into the ear of the second master. Qianzhuola appeared beside him at some point, with the sharp dagger in her hand pressed against his throat. .

Reed looked at the sudden change of situation in front of him in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Ahem, Dad...are you okay?" Reed's son's weak voice came from the woods where the overturned carriage came. A male gray elf helped him out with an expressionless expression.

"Grandpa Reed, are you okay!!" The two and a half-year-old children who had been tugging on Greg's sleeves also ran over with worried faces and chirped in concern.

After the two children ran away, Greg straightened up with a look of helplessness and stretched out comfortably.When he passed by Reed, his eyes flashed with appreciation.

"Cang." This time the sound of metal falling came from the sharp sword in Reed's hand.

He let go of the hand that had been holding the sword hilt tightly, as if saying goodbye to the memory of himself decades ago. Hot tears fell uncontrollably from Reed's eyes, and his body trembled with excitement.

"I didn't run away, I didn't run away, I didn't run away..." Reid covered his face and cried to himself.

Reed's appearance made the concerned half-year-old child at a loss.

"Dad!" Reed's son called him, and Reed put down his hands, revealing the face of a mature man with red eyes from crying.

Reed calmed down a little and said, "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you that it's not safe here and go hide quickly? Where are your parents?"

An older child said in a clear voice: "Our parents are also looking for you everywhere. We met this uncle and the soldiers following him. Everyone is worried about your safety, Grandpa Reed, so I’m bringing uncle here to find you.”

However, when Reed heard that the villagers he helped were looking for his location and worried about his safety, he cried even harder.

Chapter 7: Greg: Oh, bumped into?

"Awwwwwww!!" A strong orc man who looks and looks like a white rhinoceros roared angrily.

His right arm, which was as big as the diameter of a washbasin, was wrapped around a simple wooden door panel, and he rushed towards the soldiers who were attacking his village.

"Spread out and throw trip wires at its feet!" the team leader who attacked the village here calmly commanded.

The well-trained soldiers around him immediately dispersed under the command of the squad leader, and at the same time they did not forget to throw trip wires at the white rhinoceros orc.

"Pa!" Several stumbling ropes immediately wrapped around the thick ankles of the white rhinoceros orc. Although the orc relied on huge strength to use brute force to directly break the stumbling ropes binding his ankles, his charging figure was also stalled. down.

The squad leader saw the right moment and gave the order again: "Fire the arrow!"

"call out--!"

The arrowhead coated with anesthetic ointment penetrated into the rough skin of the white rhinoceros orc, and the medicine immediately began to flow through the orc's body along with the blood, paralyzing his nerves.This specially developed anesthetic was enough to knock an adult monster down. The white rhinoceros orc used his last strength to wave his hands in the air a few times before feeling his head sinking to his knees.

The white rhino orc's head hit the ground and he tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier due to physical weakness and sleepiness.

The team leader looked at the white rhinoceros orc who fell helplessly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But his face still didn't look much better. He had already lost a lot of men in order to capture this group of white rhinoceros orcs who could be sold alive for a lot of money.

In the area around the last white rhinoceros orc, there were many guys like him who fell unconscious on the ground after taking anesthetics.

By the way, the anesthetic was provided by the gathered dead soldiers.

"Caw off all the white rhinoceros horns on the heads of these orcs. We should withdraw." The team leader commanded, then looked at the dead soldiers wearing black clothes: "Are you sure your people will stay here without withdrawing together?" ?”

The dead soldier raised his head expressionlessly: "Our mission is to stay, you don't need to ask any more questions. Knowing too much will not do you any good."

"Okay." The squad leader felt uncomfortable being stared at by the dead soldier's emotionless eyes, but he agreed simply.

The soldiers on the other side had already taken out a saw blade specially used to cut off rhino horns and began to aim at the unconscious white rhino orcs one by one, cutting off the rhino horns on their noses that could be used as top medicine.

The last white rhinoceros orc who was anesthetized was obviously the most powerful village chief. However, under the influence of the anesthetic, he could only paralyze on the ground and watched helplessly as his tribesmen were cut off their rhino horns one after another. , blood flowed all over the ground.

The squad leader looked anxiously at the busy soldiers, while the dead soldiers on the side were looking around.

"Close the team, don't use the remaining horns that have not been cut off. Let's evacuate the Golden Federation quickly. These white rhino horns are enough for us to sell them at a good price." The team leader became increasingly uneasy and decided not to be too greedy. good.

What made him uneasy was not the possible arrival of the Golden Federation's troops, but the silent dead soldiers around him.

The squad leader's intuition told him that the dead soldier next to him had some evil intentions, and as a soldier, he trusted his intuition very much.

While giving the order to retreat, he kept glancing at the dead soldier from the corner of his eye, and held the hilt of the sword at his waist to alert him.However, the team leader found that the other party did not make any move, and just watched indifferently as the soldiers happily put the bloody white rhino horns into cloth bags.

Although the squad leader's order was issued, it was obvious that the soldiers were not elites who could enforce orders and prohibitions, and the squad leader was not strong enough to convince the crowd.Many old soldiers didn't care about the squad leader's orders and just wanted to cut off as many white rhinoceros horns as possible.

The orc village chief just watched these bandits in a semi-awake and semi-chaotic state as they continued to cut off the precious rhino horns from his own people, and he wailed from the corner of his mouth.

"Why are you making such a fuss? It's your turn." A soldier came over impatiently, holding a saw blade and cursing. He had already set his sights on the village chief who had killed many of his companions. He had a white rhino horn. The top of it flashed a few times from time to time, and it looked like it was a top-notch material.

The soldier grinned ferociously and put the saw blade on the village chief's rhino horn, but the next second he rolled his eyes, tilted his neck, and was brought down to the ground.

A black arrow shot straight into his temple, and the arrow feathers were still trembling slightly.

The squad leader shouted an enemy attack, and the soldiers panicked. They didn't even see where the enemy was.

Cold arrows flew out one after another from the woods, each time accurately taking away the lives of the panicked soldiers.

"Raise your shield, raise your shield!" the captain loudly ordered the soldiers who were running around. However, this call brought disaster to him. The gray elf archers hiding in the forest immediately shot three arrows at the captain. arrow.

The dead soldier who had been silent suddenly took action. He drew his weapon and blocked two of the arrows for the squad leader.However, when the last arrow was fired, he deliberately pushed the captain, which exposed the flaw in the captain who had already raised his shield.

The black arrow broke through the squad leader's leather armor as promised and shot into his heart, making him look in disbelief.

"You..." The pain in his heart prevented the squad leader from uttering complete words. He raised his hand and pointed tremblingly at the dead soldier.

The next moment, his eyes widened, and he realized that the dead man had deliberately blocked his gaze from all around, took out a letter forged with the seal of the Emperor of Judah and forced it into his bleeding arms.

But the squad leader had no way to stop the dead soldier's movements.Before he died, he suddenly remembered why the gathered dead soldiers pointed out the location of the White Rhino Orc Village to him, and then thought about what the two army commanders Freda and Arturo said before setting off, that the Eskar Army Commander had rebelled. matter.

These dead men had long made up their mind to lure their group here to hunt the white rhino orcs, and then when the Golden Federation army arrived, they would frame their actions and others' actions to the Emperor of Judah, and use forged letters to increase their credibility. reliability.

As for whether the dead soldiers can survive, who are you kidding? They are "death soldiers" to begin with. As long as they can complete their mission, they don't care about their own lives.

Who in the empire wants to put the blame on the Emperor of Judah...

Unfortunately, when the team leader figured out that he was involved in a cannibalistic struggle, his life stopped forever at this moment.

Then the dead man immediately moved his body away, so that the gray elves in the woods could see that he was taking out a blood-stained letter from the squad leader's chest, and then closed his eyes for the squad leader who was still staring at death with a sad look on his face.

Then the dead man pretended to be cruel, hid the letter in his arms, and rushed out, pretending to escape.

The gray elf archer in the forest narrowed his eyes slightly, the arrows in his hands were filled with black energy, and he was still calmly aiming at the escaped dead soldiers in the woods.

When he loosened his bow, he recited a spell in the language of the gray elves. The arrow he fired seemed to have eyes that avoided the trees in its path, and pierced into the fleeing figures of the dead soldiers.

After losing the command of the squad leader, the other soldiers were quickly wiped out by the gray elves who came to support and began to treat the villagers of the White Rhino Orc Village.

Along with these gray elves came the Bloodhoof clan who came to support from Morn City. After hearing the news that an orc village was being targeted by the enemy, the warchief Jonson Bloodhoof personally led the tauren warriors there. Got here.

"Save your compatriots first, and be gentle with your hands and feet. The strength of the white rhinoceros orcs resides in their horns. After being cut off, the body will be greatly weakened and cannot withstand too much torture." Jonson Bloodhoof said with a heartbroken face. Looking at the white rhino tribesmen who fell into a pool of blood and were cut off one after another.

Then it carried the ancestral totem and came to the village chief who was still under anesthesia. A gray elf doctor was helping to relieve the village chief's anesthesia.

"How is it?" Jonson Bloodhoof asked.

Even if he is a doctor, the gray elf is still in military uniform. The doctor replied calmly: "Except for the nerves being affected by the anesthetic, there is no serious problem in his body. I have given him anti-anesthetic pills and he will be fine soon." .”

Sure enough, as soon as the gray elf doctor finished speaking, the white rhinoceros village chief on the ground howled, then stood up suddenly and punched the slender gray elf.

Jonson Bloodhoof caught the punch from the white rhinoceros village chief, and its figure stood firmly on the ground without moving.

"Calm down, my countrymen!" Jonson Bloodhoof shouted, making the White Rhino Village Chief sober up.

The village chief was stunned for a moment. He had just come out of anesthesia, and his mind was still in a hazy state. He subconsciously regarded everyone around him as enemies.

"You, I...this is?" The White Rhino Village Chief suddenly collapsed and his huge body hit the ground, causing a slight vibration.

Jonson Bloodhoof comforted him: "Relax, the crisis has passed, and your people are receiving rescue."

The gray elf doctor's voice came calmly: "I'm going to check on the other white rhinoceros orcs."

Jonson Bloodhoof nodded and talked with the worried village chief while comforting him.

The tauren chief learned from the conversation that the village chief's name was Quim Linjiao.There are only 17 white rhinoceros orcs of the Linjiao tribe left. The village chief has been leading them to live a life of hiding in Tibet. It was not until they heard about the Golden Federation that they came over and wanted to live a stable life.

Although it was said that they had lived a stable life here, they did not expect that this group of humans would discover the villagers who were out hunting, which led to the current result.

Jonson Bloodhoof frowned: "I remember that Pulin City should send people everywhere to inform that there are many bandits and robbers outside the city recently, so that people like you who have relocated can temporarily live in the city."

Quim Linjiao showed a regretful expression: "Because I thought it was a lie told by humans who were greedy for our rhinoceros horns. Now it seems that I should really listen to those soldiers."

The tauren chief also sighed slightly. The village chief cannot blame him for this. After all, humans have always regarded them as prey, and it is normal to be wary.

"Your Majesty the Great Chief, I think you should take a look at this." The gray elf captain who led the team this time came to Jonson Bloodhoof, raised his head and handed over an opened blood-stained letter.

The height difference between the two of them is like the gap between the man and the basket.

Jonson Bloodhoof lowered his head to take the letter and asked, "How are the other white rhino villagers doing?"

The gray elf captain shrugged: "They are all lucky, even the children are still alive. This is thanks to the animals and plants they usually eat, and the weak blessings contained in them have kept their lives alive. Now we only need to cut them off Just reattach the rhino horns, but the only problem is that we can’t tell whose orc each cut off rhino horn belongs to.”

After hearing this, Kuim Linjiao struggled to get up: "Let me come, I can tell the difference clearly."

The gray elf captain nodded, pointed out the doctor's location to Quim, and then asked Jonson Bloodhoof, who was reading the letter: "What do you think of the content on the envelope? With all due respect, this letter is too much like a disguise." He got up and brought blame on the emperor of Judah.”

With a calm expression, Jonson Bloodhoof carefully put the envelope into his pocket, preparing to take it back to Roland.

When he faced the question from the gray-skinned elf, the warchief replied in a naive voice: "No matter whether the envelope is forged or not or who ordered it, it is a definite fact that these soldiers are from the Charles Empire. But what to do specifically? It depends on Lord Roland’s decision.”

When the gray elf captain heard the great chief mention Roland, he showed an interested expression: "Roland, what kind of person is he? I'm curious about what kind of person can make Sir Greg convinced."

Jonson Bloodhoof glanced at the Gray Elf captain: "You will know after you have lived in the Golden Federation for a long time."

While the Tauren clan was rescuing their compatriots, similar situations were happening everywhere in the villages and small towns near Pling City.

"Ha, you maggots who dare to invade the golden tree! You should die quietly like this!" In a small town, D, wearing twin armor, pulled out the golden twin swords from a man who was obviously a mid-level general.

All around him were the soldiers of the No. 13 Legion who had been wiped out by D. The surrounding villagers looked at D bathing in blood with fear on their faces.