Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 335: A Mob

While Xiao En was asleep, he suddenly heard someone shouting and woke up. For a moment, he thought that he was in the big bed of his home in Sur City. When he saw the figures flashing past the tent, he suddenly remembered that he was in the dangerous bloodstone wasteland and immediately broke out in cold sweat. Fatty hurriedly stood up and went out with the other two merchants who were in the same tent.

Seeing that Alan was talking to the Mountain King's soldiers, Xiao En hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "My lord, what happened?"

"Someone is coming for us, but don't worry, we'll deal with it." Alan said simply.

Xiao En's expression changed and he said, "How many people are there?"

"There are at least a hundred people, right? There are a little too many people."

"So many people." Sean said, "That should be Dick's father's subordinate. Sir, you must be careful. These fellows are different from ordinary robbers."

Alan had also heard about Dick's father. He was the largest group of bandits in the Blood Rock Wilderness, and his subordinates had two to three hundred thugs to eat with him. They heard that their lair was in a mountain area in the wilderness, robbing a caravan heading to Violet Harbor. This caused headaches to the surrounding towns. Storm City and Violet Harbor had once conducted a joint operation, but because the other party was too cunning and was familiar with the environment of the Bloodstone Wilderness, they were unable to deal a fatal blow to this mob.

Now, Dick's father's bounty has accumulated over ten thousand gold coins in several nearby towns. Every year, many adventurers entered the Blood Rock Wilderness, but they basically returned without success.

Dick's father was a Level 17 Warrior, and he was good at using giant swords. Very few people could defeat him. At the very least, there weren't many people above Level 15 on the border of the empire. Moreover, experts who had the strength to defeat Dick's father would not come here for nearly ten thousand gold coins. One had to know that Level 20 and above was already a decent position in the empire, and they didn't even care about a mere ten thousand gold coins.

"No matter who it is, I guarantee that you will be fine." "If it was Dick, I wouldn't mind earning a bounty," Ellen said casually.

He said it casually, but the merchants didn't take it seriously. After all, Dick's father's name had been circulating in the Blood Rock Wilderness for a long time. If he was someone that could be easily removed, the Lords wouldn't have been so troubled.

Soon, the horse hissed.

Alan had already gathered the Mountain King's soldiers in front of the camp. The bonfires were burning brightly, and the fire was enough to let people see the situation in the wilderness nearby. Allen held Qianjun, Regis held Slash Iron, and Welik moved his Angry Beast Armor. As for Adele, she lay on the hillside, ready to snipe at any time.

Everyone was waiting.

At this time, flames flashed on the other side of the wilderness. The flames appeared from the left and gradually moved to the front of the crowd. The flickering flames indicated the trajectory of the opponent's movements. Suddenly, a gunshot sounded from afar. Shooting demonstrations was precisely the trick used by mobs in the wilderness. Unfortunately, what they bumped into tonight wasn't an ordinary caravan, and the guards Allen and the others displayed were even more powerful than the regular army.

At the very least, there wouldn't be three Level 15 warriors guarding the ordinary guards, and there wouldn't be an army of valiant mountain people. Not to mention that Alan and the others weren't moved by the gunshots, even the Mountain King's soldiers didn't even blink their eyelids.

A few more gunshots.

As the gunshots rang out one after another, the flames spread from far to near. One could vaguely see the silhouettes of horses and human bodies under the flames. Everyone on the other side actually had horses. The two of them rode on the same horse. The knight in front of them held the reins in one hand and the torch in the other. As they approached the caravan, their companions behind them let out wolf-like howls, both demonstrating and helping their own side.

Alan smiled and looked at Adele on the hillside behind him.

The young girl should understand.

Suddenly, a rough gunshot rang out in the night. That special sound was definitely not comparable to a firearm. Almost as soon as the gun was fired, the rider suddenly fell to the ground. The knight immediately fell to the ground and his chest was bloodshot. He was already dead.

The wilderness suddenly fell silent, and only the monotonous sound of horse hooves could be heard.

The distance between the two sides was still five to six hundred meters. With the firearms in this world, it was impossible for them to fire from such a long distance, let alone come into contact with a sniper rifle. A sniper attack from Adele shocked the group of thieves and greatly boosted the confidence of Sean and the other merchants.

Obviously, this kind of shockwave was not enough. After a moment of silence, the bandits in the wilderness began to curse. As the horses approached, the sound of gunfire gradually rang out. Although the sound wasn't as loud as the sniper rifle, the sound of dozens of guns firing at the same time was enough to make Xiao En and the others' hearts skip a beat. However, the firing range of the guns was limited. Apart from being loud, the gunshots did not have any real lethality.

Alan waved his hand and said, "Defense."

Tima and the other warriors immediately rushed forward, each with a square-shaped steel shield and ten men in a group. A shield wall was assembled in front of the camp. At this time, the bandits rushed forward, firing continuously. However, the shrapnel propelled by gunpowder could not kill a single soldier except for the explosive sound of the shield wall.

Among the bandits, a bald man scolded. He put down the fire/spear and put on a pair of short sickles hanging on the back of the horse and shouted, "Charge! Break their shield walls!"

His name is Hank. He's one of Dick's leader. Because of the use of the twin sickles, the nickname "Death Sickle" gradually came into being. The soldiers at the Wind Erosion Rift Valley checkpoint gave Dick the news of the Allen caravan, and Dick gave him the task. Hank originally thought this was a piece of fat meat, but now that he saw the tightly sewn shield wall of the other guard, he knew that it was a tough bone.

Thinking of this, Hank couldn't help but curse the soldiers of Storm City, blaming them for not having enough information. However, in reality, it was not their fault. After all, in the eyes of those soldiers, how strong a caravan that had walked out of Sur City could be. If it weren't for the huge disparity in numbers between the two sides, they might have directly attacked, so why would they notify Dick's group?

The sound of the sniper rifle rang out in the wilderness at a constant frequency. Every time the rifle rang, one of the riders would dismount. This made Hank a little afraid that the weapon he hadn't seen before would kill him. Unfortunately, Adele was not familiar with Dick's father's bandits, nor did she know who his subordinates were. Otherwise, Adele's first shot would have killed Hank.

Now, girls could only make random choices.

However, after the group of bandits rushed closer, she did not have the chance to make a move to avoid accidentally injuring her own people. At this point, the battle was Allen's business.

The bandits rode their horses over and collided heavily with the Mountain King's troops. Hank's men were numerous, and they crashed into each other like a flood. However, the Mountain King was definitely a hard rock. Under a fierce and tough collision, only a dozen or so warriors were sent flying. The rest still held onto their shields and resisted the impact. The force of the backlash also caused the bandits to turn their horses upside down. After a period of chaos, the two sides began to tear each other apart.

The Mountain King's shield wall spread out, and Tima and the others welcomed the bandits with steel shields and weapons. Regis and Wilick also joined the battle, while Alan stayed on the spot to observe the situation. After Roy's training, Tima and the others had a military style, simple and tough. Especially the fifteen soldiers with short warhammers in Tima, their combat techniques were even more concise and efficient.

Alan noticed that the most they could do was sweep, swing, and hit. The moves were so simple that they were almost boring, but they were very efficient. In the hands of these warriors who were on average Level 5 or 6, where the short warhammer struck, the bandits' weapons were either shattered or their bodies were transformed. Few of them could withstand two or three of their attacks.

Even in the chaotic battles, the Mountain King soldiers were in good order. The three of them worked together to look after each other and were quickly clearing away the mobs in the wilderness.

The strongest collision since the start of the war attracted Alan's attention. He raised his eyes and saw a bald man with two sickles dancing like the wind, killing three Mountain King warriors to the point that they were only on the defensive, completely at a disadvantage. Alan smiled faintly and dragged his saber away.

Hank gritted his teeth.

He suppressed the three Mountain King warriors while paying attention to the situation on the field.

The situation is very bad.

His dismounted subordinates seemed to be in large numbers, but facing the well-trained caravan guards, they were like a tray of scattered sand, unable to unleash their advantage in numbers. Instead, they were gradually eaten by the other party. He was currently engaged in a fierce battle with the other three guards, and he had a deeper understanding of the situation. These guards did not know where they had jumped out from. It was fine that their battle techniques were strong, and they were all extremely resilient.

He had originally thought that the three of them would definitely be defeated in a fierce round of attacks just now. They didn't expect that even though they were at a disadvantage, they wouldn't die from their injuries. If this was a single person, he would definitely not be able to take ten moves under Hank's command. However, the three of them were working together, and the organized defense made him feel as if he had nowhere to attack.

At this moment, Hank's scalp turned cold. He raised his head in shock and saw a person jump out from behind the three guards and hack down at him with a long black saber. At the end of the saber, Dao Feng was so heavy that he could no longer breathe.

Hank shouted and rolled around with his sickle in hand. Allen struck the ground with his saber, and a muffled sound resounded on the ground, like a drum. Hank's heart skipped a beat and his scalp went numb as he looked at the silver-haired youth in front of him. His intuition told him that this youth was extremely difficult to provoke. Hank gritted his teeth, and instead of retreating, his sickles pulled out numerous sickle shadows. Like a raging sea, the sickle shadows flattened, and waves rose again and again, launching endless attacks at Allen.

Alan thought to himself that this person also had some eyesight. He could tell that a heavy weapon like Qianjun could not be allowed to unleash its full saber power, so he could only suppress it first. After Alan blocked a few waves of attacks, a wisp of sparkling red on Qianjun's blade quietly melted away. Immediately, the heavy saber gave off a fierce aura.