Othua's War Banner

Chapter 23 0023: Falcon Archer

"You look so young."

The giant's eyelids twitched as he spoke.

A swamp expedition in his early years caused him to have his facial nerves destroyed by poisonous insects, and in the years since then, every time he speaks harshly, he will appear more insidious.

Ken didn't answer.

Feilang carried him slowly to the dirt road.

Quema raised his spear, and the wolf riders and edgers rearranged to block the other end of the road.

The fangs are dense, and the blood is dripping.

The looters were a little terrified, and the bobcats under the seat showed fear and kept pacing, ready to flee the scene at any time.

"Don't be afraid, kill these youngsters, let's go back and eat wolf meat."

The giant man began to speak, without expression, he had to pull out the whip on his waist and repeated it again, which stabilized the morale of the team.

[Hostile: Marauder]

【Quantity: 7】

【Grade: C】

[Dirty deeds, shameful ambitions, but a group of idiots who bully the weak and fear the strong. 】

whoosh-

Something pierced the air, and then, an arrow hung in front of Quema's eyes.

Ken reached out and grabbed it.

In terms of agility alone, he can crush anyone present here.

"Be smart and get that bow back."

He spoke in a soft voice, full of excitement, and the idiot who shot the arrow in the crowd felt a chill down his back.

"Kill them all!"

The giant growled and rushed at Ken.

The lynx on his crotch was very old, blind in one eye, and its skin was covered with large and small scratches.

The marauders followed.

Ken commanded the team to calmly respond to the enemy.

Quema lowered his spear too, and the gray subspecies carried him through the crowd like lightning.

He kept his eyes on the wretched archer.

The drums of war beating in the chest, and the heart is full of longing.

Since Mr. Ken asked for this bow by name, he will go to get it back.

A few months ago, these people were just unseen tribal warriors, and the outpost might not be as useful as the scarecrow in the berry field.

If there are insufficient manpower, they will basically take a detour when they see looters.

This winter, I am used to seeing death.

"Survivors" almost became "vagrants", and the accumulated grief and anger gave them the courage to face the enemy squarely.

Facing the sword at this time, there is not much fear.

But everyone is very clear: they can get mounts, and they can fight back between blood and collisions, not the confidence gained from hunting wild beasts for days...

It's because [Thornton Kaya] has a new battle banner.

Ken jumped high into the sky, the steel sword hung above his head, and the blue flames wrapped his well-proportioned muscles.

He slashed vertically first, then kicked the opponent off the mount with one kick, and then jumped down, letting the two beasts bite each other behind him.

Fei Wolf King's skin was cut by sharp claws.

Determination flashed in its eyes, and it bit the bobcat's neck in the face of the attack. Its tyrannical limbs bullied it, and a mournful howl came from the mountain road.

The marauder's minions rushed up, brandishing hunting knives.

Ken parried with his steel sword, grabbed one of the guys by the neck, and slashed a few paces through the crowd straight up.

【You inspired the team, and the enemy was shocked by your bravery. 】

Kuima rushed to the rear, and the two harassing archers shot in the wrong direction, and the wolf rider also came to assist in a timely manner. The Hayden dogs and bobcats raised by the opponent ran around the field without thinking.

"If you want a share of the pie, you can have a good talk."

The giant man flicked his fleshy cheeks, his twitching eyes couldn't see the sincerity of the negotiation.

Ken let go of the unconscious minion, held the steel sword firmly, and said in a flat tone: "I only want your lining."

"After you die..." The giant man felt humiliated, he drew out his steel rod to fight back, and cursed viciously. "I'll hang it on your dead body!"

Ken stepped back and let a headshot slam.

The weapon has a strong northern style, the bone rod and steel are kneaded together without artistic sense, and the iron buckle has a coat of arms that has not been worn thoroughly.

Juhan's attack is full of loopholes.

He hadn't woken up from the bitter winter, his flesh lacked exercise, and he was somewhat weaker than the Painted Bing Apostle who had been thrashing in desperation.

Ken twitched his wrist, slicing off his opponent's fingers with the blade.

He frowned and put away the blocking action, feeling that there was no need to waste the durability of the steel sword, and turned to close to melee combat, banging his elbows on the front door, and deftly kicking the weird stick away.

"Oh no, don't get it dirty."

While Ken grabbed the giant man's hand to block the opponent's mouth, he reversed the steel sword and stabbed the opponent's throat.

In the distance, blades and axes collide.

By the time the sun slanted westward, the raiders had already been routed.

[The end of the battle: Injury X3, reputation X30. 】

Ken glanced at the distance, and the people lying in the carriage retracted their heads.

He pursed his lips and smiled, not rushing over.

This khaki-colored [pressed placket lining] is a "cardigan" outfit when worn on a giant man, but it looks a little loose on him, and then put on the vest and sword buckle again.

Elegant demeanor, calm expression.

A knight from southern Xinjiang was born!

But Ken didn't straddle a horse, but rode a wolf. He had a group of northern soldiers under his command, and they were reporting their spoils one by one.

But after Zhanjing praised him, he only took a pair of shoes.

【Piston military boots】

【Quality: Excellent】

[Durability: 86%]

Quema walks here with blood on his face, some of his own, most of the enemy's.

"Mr. Ken, you have a good eye. This bow is not bad. It has six strings and can draw at least two hundred steps."

"Sounds like you're pretty good at it?"

The tribal spearman was a little embarrassed. He thought about it and replied: "I have learned how to throw a spear and draw a bow. My predecessors said that my accuracy is not bad."

Ken didn't care about this weapon, just glanced at it, confirmed that it was [Quality: Excellent], and said, "Keep it and practice archery."

His eyes became focused.

The experience value rolled up in a vortex, and a large part of it disappeared like a flood. The originally abundant inventory bottomed out in an instant.

[Follower: Kuima (advanced)]

[Identity: Falcon Shooter]

[Attitude: Awe]

[Qualification: 2.5 Wisdom: 1.8]

Kuima knelt down on one knee and took the weapon from Zhanjing again with tribal etiquette.

He closed his eyes and accepted a "blessing" that pretended to be a ghost, but was actually to cover up the infusion of experience points.

When he got up again...

His body shape became more symmetrical, and the impetuousness in his eyes disappeared, and he became more calm and restrained.

But what remains the same is the yearning he showed when he looked at the warring.

The onlookers burst into cheers.

The wolf riders and freeblades were envious but not jealous. They were just full of expectations for the future, and their movements to clean up the battlefield were much quicker.

Ken was fully dressed, walked towards the convoy with his hands behind his back, knocked on the door beam, and asked the trembling crowd inside: "The team leader's smuggler, or the guide leading the way, whoever you want, as long as you can talk."

He glanced back at the battlefield, seemingly adding something unintentionally.

"We have no malicious intentions. If no one wants to speak up, then find a way to escape by yourself. I will take people out of here."

Quima turned her back and pursed her lips into a snicker.

Staying with these guys overnight out in the wilderness is pretty much waiting for death.

But this is also very relieved, risking the risk to save this group of people, I haven't even heard a "thank you".

After a while, a man stood up in the corner.

"My dear sir, will you hurt us?"

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