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Volume 4 Violet Tower 707 Wilderness Pursuit

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    There was a strange smell in the wind.  The aroma of barbecue, mixed with the indescribable burnt smell, is like a bad chef holding an open-air barbecue banquet.  The smell became stronger and stronger, and Wilkinson couldn't help but frowned.  He sat upright on his horse and signaled the vanguard to continue moving forward, while he stayed where he was, patiently waiting for the scouts' reports.  The third batch of rebel troops were mainly light infantry. After two rounds of selection, the rest were old, weak, sick and disabled.  They marched forward listlessly, and many of them didn't even know what they were going to do.  Since the commander gave the order, just follow it. Anyway, they are all just waiting to die, so what's the difference?  But Wilkinson is different. He is the head of an earl family, owns a rich territory and a group of beauties, so he is absolutely unwilling to die in vain.  So after hearing the scout¡¯s report and learning that the first two groups of troops had been completely destroyed, Wilkinson¡¯s reaction was to turn around and run away.  "The exercise is over, withdraw the troops and return to camp!" The herald held the flag and loudly issued the order.  So, the soldiers who had worked so hard to get halfway back retreated in a daze, thinking they were on a hiking outing.  The army turned around, and the legion's flag was still flying in front.  But the messy soldiers did not realize that their commander was no longer under the military flag.  Wilkinson knew that if the first two batches of troops were easily wiped out, then the weak army under his command would have no chance of winning.  And if he could not return to the north through the "Lightstalker's Road", he would have no choice but to wait until King Nachni returned to rescue him.  After thinking about it, Wilkinson decided to appease his subordinates and withdraw the troops back to the camp, while he took a few elites and temporarily fled to the Tolm Federation.  Wait until the wind blows over.  He disguised himself and sneaked back to Snowdon. In the process, too many people would become a burden.  Therefore, he did not bring an army. As for how King Nachini would deal with this rebel army, it was not within his scope of consideration.  "This guy is quite clever." On the hillside not far away.  Behind the dense trees, Irlo looked around for a moment and chuckled.  The half-elf's keen eyesight is enough to firmly locate the enemy's commander from hundreds of meters away.  "He abandoned his subordinates and ran away?" Alda, dressed in blue clothes, asked in a low voice.  He is an elite marksman selected by Illro, responsible for sniping and killing the high-ranking rebel generals.  "That's right," Irlo nodded.  He ordered, "You guys, follow the enemy's large force from a distance. You only need to explore its direction, but you don't have to fight with it Arda, you come with me and be careful to stay hidden." Several other shooters in blue lay low.  body shape.  Exit along the ridge under cover of shrubs and rocks.  Iro and Alda.  Then they slid down the hillside one after another, following the traces of Wilkinson and others towards the southwest.  Three miles south of the city.  Brooke stroked his beard and stared at the battlefield at his feet with contentment.  This fiery old magician finally got over his addiction today and made countless enemies.  Died under his "flame blast".  "Mayor," a slender young swordsman came over with a smile, "Can you clear the battlefield?" He had a pair of crescent eyes, so he could do anything at any time.  They all seemed to be smiling with their eyes narrowed.  "Is there a caravan coming?" Brooke looked at it for a moment, then turned around and asked.  "The rebels blocked the road for two hours in the name of an exercise, but soon, a caravan should pass through." The young swordsman replied in detail.  "Okay, then you act quickly and try to clear a passage before the caravan arrives." Brooke ordered.  "It's okay, but before that, you have to ask those guys to stop." The young swordsman scratched his head, took his hand and pointed to the side.  Brooke took a quick look and saw a few mages in their twenties, still chanting and casting spells with great interest, with no intention of stopping at all.  "Hey, stop it!" the old magician shouted angrily, strode over, and hit each of them on the back of their heads.  The young mages smiled sarcastically and stopped casting spells.  Teams of swordsmen rushed down the hillside, hurriedly cleaning the battlefield. This was a chore, but it was nothing compared to charging into the battle.  "It's good to have a mage. If you stand on the top of the mountain and watch the show, the battle will be over," a stocky soldier said with a smile, "Don't you think so, squadron leader." The smell of burnt corpses kept coming, and that  A young swordsman stood aside with his nose pinched. Hearing this, he raised his leg and kicked him, laughing and scolding, "Then you just follow their butts and drink soup." "I think so,  "The honest warrior chuckled and his saliva almost flowed out.?There are many girls over there.  " "Girl, girl, I know girl all day long!  "The young swordsman reprimanded, but his eyes secretly glanced to the side. The mages were walking down the hillside and retreating to the river valley in formation. The small town in the river valley, "Ivy" Medical Center. Onissa hurried over,  Seeing Darnion standing at the door of the room, he asked anxiously, "What happened?  " "I was negligent. I thought I had restrained the old man," Darnion blamed himself. "I didn't expect that he would hurt both sides and drag the teacher back."  " "Alas" Onissa shook her head and sighed, but she didn't blame her too much. Seeing her about to push the door in, Darnion stopped her in a hurry, "Madam, Dr. Fettering is treating you and asked us not to  disturb.  " Onissa paced back and forth in the room, frequently walking to the door to listen for movement. Her anxiety was palpable. Darnion lowered his head and said nothing, only regretting that he did not make a decisive decision and ended up Contra's life. " About a quarter of an hour later,  The door creaked open, and the gray-haired Futlin walked out of the room, his head covered with sweat. As the most brilliant doctor in the small town, his business has always been good, but no patient is more important than this one today.  If Allegri can be cured, he can walk sideways in the river valley without anyone daring to offend him. But if he fails, he will not be able to survive here. ¡°Sir, how is the situation?  "Seeing him coming out, Onissa and Darnion stepped forward and asked at the same time. "Fortrin thought about his words and replied slowly, "The Lord is seriously injured. Three ribs on his chest were broken. He is still unconscious.  " Seeing that the two of them were worried and anxious. Futrin chuckled secretly, and his tone suddenly changed, "However, with my efforts, the Lord's injury has been controlled. As long as you take care of it carefully, you will be better in three or four days.  , you can get out of bed and walk around.  " "Thank you sir.  "Darnan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed to thank you. "Later.  I will send someone to deliver the consultation fee at three times the highest price.  "Onissa's gratitude is even more genuine. "It is my duty to heal the lord, how can I get rewarded?  "Futelin was happy in his heart, but on the surface, he still declined modestly. "In addition, the taxes of the medical center.  All are exempted," Onissa smiled and promised, "In the future, if you have any questions, sir, you can go directly to the executive office to find me.  " "Okay, okay, thank you madam.  "Futrin was overjoyed. This time, he made a profit. "Darnan, go and prepare a carriage, and hire a wind mage to add the 'Levitation Technique' to the carriage.  To avoid bumps in the road," Onissa ordered, then pointed to the room, "I'll go in and take care of him first.  " "Yes, ma'am.  "Darnan nodded and left quickly. He had to admit that Onissa was really thoughtful. Onissa walked into the room, turned around and closed the door. With the soft light, she leaned over and looked at  The familiar face of Allegri, who was sleeping deeply, now looked pale and weak. A look of concern flashed across the girl's eyes. She knelt down by the bed and looked carefully, and suddenly noticed his.  A faint layer of holy light appeared on her chest. Onissa's face froze. She hated the Snowton Empire and the Holy See of Light. But now, she saw the holy light of the Holy See in the Earl of Snowton.  The girl sighed deeply, and she held Allegri's hanging hand. She felt extremely complicated. After some time, there was a slight knock on the door. She stood up in a hurry, let go of her hand, and wiped the tears from her eyes.  Behind Darnion was the wind master Turanze. There was nothing we could do about it. All the wind mages in the valley followed Brook to ambush the rebels, and Aphra disappeared to nowhere. Darnion did not know where he was.  I had no choice but to ask Turanze. Fortunately, Master Feng didn't take it seriously. Hearing that he was escorting Allegri, he happily came and blessed the carriage with a "floatation technique", and then followed with his hands behind him to control the balance of the carriage.  . ¡°Sorry, Master.  "Onissa bowed in greeting. "It doesn't matter," Turanze shook his head and asked a little recklessly, "I wonder why Master Allegri was seriously injured?  " "There was a rebel army sneak attack in the river valley. He went out of the city to fight, but was accidentally approached by warriors.  "Onissa replied that the news of the rebels could not be hidden anyway, so she did not hide it. "No wonder Master Allegri cast that spell," Turanze praised, "It is laid with 'Earth Fire Flooding'  The magic power then detonates the 'Fire Tornado'. In this way, the power of the spell is directed and guided, and the city behind it is not affected.No matter what the impact is, the enemy has nowhere to dodge in the narrow valley. The ingenuity of adapting measures to local conditions is really amazing.  "    "yes.  "Onisa was in a bad mood and didn't want to say anything. She just said a perfunctory sentence. But Turanze was completely unaware and continued chattering, "I will definitely discuss it with him when the master wakes up  " "I will inform you when the time comes.  "Darnan took the words and stepped forward to talk to him. Onissa breathed a sigh of relief and took a few steps back, silent, as if she was extremely tired. A team of dozens of knights was standing in the lush grass.  Walking through the wilderness. Between the Green River Valley, the Misty Swamp, and the Tolm Federation, there is a barren plain. Due to the barren soil and exposed boulders, this wasteland has no use value, so there is no influence on it.  Since last year, the Helsius River Valley has been continuously reclaimed westward. With the help of the magic array, patches of farmland have begun to appear, and the area has finally become sparsely populated. However, due to concerns about the prying eyes of the Torm Federation, the reclamation plan of the valley has been postponed.  It is only limited to the foothills on the north side. There is still a large area of ??wilderness in the southwest, and Wilkinson chose to escape from here. "General, would you like to rest for a while?  "After running for an hour continuously, and starting without lunch, they were tired and hungry. One of the close lieutenants suggested. "Shut up!  You are not allowed to call me General in the future," Wilkinson corrected him dissatisfied. He looked back and saw the vast mountains in the distance with no one chasing him, so he nodded in agreement and said, "Go to the mound in front, dismount and rest for a while.  "    "yes.  "Everyone responded in unison. They galloped up the slope and sent one person to stand on high ground to guard. The others dismounted in the leeward place and sat in a circle crowded together. "Old General Contra, he must have encountered an encounter.  Something unexpected happened," one of them shook his head and sighed, "Even if he is lucky enough to survive, he will still be stabbed in the neck in the future.  " "If we forget about him, how can we get better?  Another veteran's tone was even more sad, "He ran away with his head in his hands, panicking like a bereaved dog."  "How can you say that about yourself," Wilkinson snorted, "I have already allocated part of my military expenditures to secretly buy property in Tolm. If nothing else, at least I can ensure that everyone can enjoy their old age."  "The veterans all nodded in agreement, but they are separated from their families in two places, and every day is precarious, so how can they talk about "enjoyment"? I'm afraid the future will be bleak. "Or will - no, sir, you have thought carefully," said the gray-haired old man  The chief of staff, mid-sentence, immediately changed his words and said, "We old brothers will just work with you from now on.  " Wilkinson forced a smile and asked everyone to take out the dry food and take a few bites. There were forty or fifty people who followed him to escape from the battlefield, half of them were military generals, and the other half were highly skilled personal guards.  A comeback is unlikely, but self-protection is more than enough. ¡°You two, finish your meal quickly and go to change shifts, and let him eat something too.  "It was rare for Wilkinson to be so considerate of his subordinates, but as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a subtle whistle of arrows. Then, there was the sound of heavy objects falling. "Enemy attack!  "Everyone panicked. They all dropped their dry food, pulled out their weapons, and looked around vigilantly. They saw the cold wind blowing, the grass undulating, and they couldn't find the enemy at all. "Mount your horse and evacuate!  "Wilkinson made a prompt decision and shouted loudly. Everyone did not dare to neglect, jumped on the horse one after another, shook their whips vigorously, and fled without looking back. But on the side of the direction where they fled, there was a man with broad shoulders and long arms.  The archer in blue suddenly stood up, bent his bow, and shot out. One of the guards fell off his horse, and there was an elongated arrow at his throat. "Kill him!"  only one person!  shouted the old chief of staff, but was immediately interrupted by Wilkinson, "Shut up and leave!"  "The group of people turned around and headed south. In the process, Alda shot and killed five or six more soldiers, but that was all. The other party quickly left his shooting range. However, they were not happy for long.  , Irlo, who had been lying in wait for a long time, stood up and shot out white feather arrows. In just a moment, he killed five veterans and guards. But Wilkinson was unmoved and turned his head again.  He ran away in a hurry without returning. "Old slippery man."  "Illo sighed in disappointment. His final number of kills was sixteen, which was far from his expectations. "Do you still want to pursue them?  "Arda jumped up and looked at the half-elf ranger with some admiration. "No need.  "Seeing that he was out of breath, Yiluo shook his head. After this period of pursuit, the energy in the young man's body should have been exhausted.All gone.  ¡­(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! ps: (4000 words.) ¡­
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