The Origin of Arcane

Speak seriously.

Old Bolton was not ignorant of Sean.

Everything in Bastille is closely related to the Andes Mountains. Just as the Andes mountain people pay attention to the movements of Bastille all the time, Bastille also pays attention to the Andes Mountains all the time.

Especially after more than ten years old Bolton no longer waited for the ghost slaves to emerge by themselves, but consciously started to cultivate ghost slaves, his control over the information in the Andes Mountains has reached a new level.

Of course, this kind of information is not real-time information. By the time all kinds of information reach him, a year or so has passed, but overall, it is enough. After all, he only needs to know whether there are large forces rising in the mountains. up.

In the past few years, Sean Tang appeared frequently in his information, but it was nothing serious, and more of a variety of reputations.

He has a good reputation among the young Andis mountain people, and he is a born awakened pyromancer. It is said that he is born with wisdom, knowledgeable and wise.

Old Bolton's attention to him is limited to this. After living for so many years, he has seen many kinds of geniuses. Most of the geniuses of his era have tall grass on their graves. This kind of fight, which made them famous, also brought them many unexpected dangers. If they played with fire, they would naturally get burned.

There are also some geniuses who will eventually disappear to everyone as they grow older. Many geniuses are boasted by themselves. It is inevitable for people to be left behind. It is undeniable that there are successful geniuses in this world, but they are rare.

Old Bolton had seen that the greatest genius among the Andes mountain people was Derrick, the king of Andes back then. His rise was so fast at the beginning. Before he could fully react, the opponent had already approached the city, but died. After a not-so-hard battle, this genius fell like a meteor, still falling into his hands.

Now it seems that he underestimated the young man.

Send a sentry, send a few more sentries, no, send out the sharpshooters, send out all the sharpshooters, and make sure to find out the current situation of Bastille. Old Bolton did not shy away from Clayton, Generals with a little bit of military common sense will not formulate their own battle plans based on other people's intelligence, and it is inevitable to send their own people to verify the information.

Scavenger Clinton is not only not unhappy, but very happy. This means that the other party attaches great importance to the information he brings, and his mature and steady style means that the other party has not lost his sense of proportion by the bad news. This has somewhat increased his confidence. At this point, he has now been forced to tie up with Old Bolton, and he sincerely hopes that he can win the final victory of this war.

Yes. Eriksson the Bull took the order and left. His inner anxiety was no less than that of old Bolton. Bastille was not only Bolton's life's painstaking effort, but also his life's painstaking effort. If the conditions did not allow it , he wanted to personally lead the team to check the situation of Bastille.

Tell me about that young genius. As expected of a man who has experienced countless turmoil, Old Bolton quickly regained control of his emotions, because he knew that anger and anger cannot change the facts that have already happened .

This... I really don't know much. I haven't dealt with him as many times as I have dealt with His Excellency the City Lord.

Then tell as much as you know. Old Bolton focused his attention on Sean. He knew McKee the Skull Crusher very well. However, the core problem still lies in this young man who is the leader, trying to restore this person's style of doing things from the other party's past behavior, but he is doomed to be disappointed.

The scavenger Clayton's understanding of Sean is indeed limited. Except that he is a talented warlock, has a warlock mother, has good medical skills, and adopted a group of orphans in the mountains, the rest is hearsay Now, he himself can't tell the truth from the fake, most of them are praises, and most of them are about medical skills and human beings.

This is not much different from the information that old Bolton has. This undoubtedly illustrates a problem. Although the other party is a brat, his style of doing things is impeccable, which many old foxes cannot do. He is definitely a difficult opponent.

After a brief discussion, Bolton Sr. did not return to Bastille immediately, but divided his troops into two places. Bolton Sr. led the main force to station on the spot, while Eriksson the Bull led two school guards and rushed to the Great Knight Ajie at night. Seoul's garrison to perform rescue work.

The plan couldn't keep up with the rapid changes, and the sudden change in Bastille turned the fourth heir of the Feilun family, who was still waiting for rescue in the mountains, from a hot potato to a sweet pastry. Regardless of whether the fourth-in-line heir lying in the mountain is welcomed or not, as long as he bears the name of the Feilun family, the Feilun family cannot completely ignore it.

Secondly, there is also a real great knight there. They rescued the Bastille they lost. If old Bolton counterattacks the Bastille, the other party should provide help according to the situation and reason.

At this time, the joining of a big knight will be of great help to them. With the addition of Eriksson the bull, they will have two big knights sitting in charge. At that time, they will face only one big knight, McGee the Skull Crusher. The enemy forms a high-end force to oppress, and a great knight without corresponding high-end force will be a human-shaped breakout machine on the battlefield.

The straight-line distance between Old Bolton and the Slave Team was no more than a hundred miles. Even though the road was a bit detoured, Eriksson, the bull, had already found the simple camp of the Slave Team before sunset the next day. Even a battle-hardened veteran like Eriksson couldn't bear to look directly at the tragic situation inside.

In the riot on the mountain ridge, due to the armor protection, even if they rolled down the mountain ridge, the probability of the slave soldiers surviving was as high as 50 to 60%.

What seemed extremely lucky at first became extremely cruel in the absence of medical treatment and medicine. The wound that was not treated in time began to fester and rot, exuding a disgusting smell.

All kinds of flies are flying all over the sky. It is obviously late autumn, and the temperature difference between day and night is huge. It is obviously not suitable for most insect activities, but so many bugs come out from nowhere. Many wounds have white flowers and fat maggots coming in and out. , makes people shudder.

Ajel had already taken those who were not injured to start anew, and established another smaller camp not far away, but the location was not very good. The camp was also filled with a strong rancid smell, and many soldiers had a bit of a look on their faces. Something is wrong, flu and fever can be found everywhere.

Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw, hurry up! Eriksson the bull retreated from the camp at an astonishing speed like a rabbit chased by a hunter.

Save us, please, give me some water, it's so hot, it's really hot, give me some cold water. Some hunting slave soldiers who were still able to move saw outsiders coming, and stood staggeringly. Get up, want to ask for help.

Fire the arrows, hurry up and don't let them get close to us. Eriksson the bull looked wild and yelled out of control.

However, they are our own people, people we want to take care of. The adjutant said with an ugly expression.

Idiot. The bull Eriksson pulled out a guard's spear and threw it backhanded. The reason why knights and great knights are scary is not only because of their terrifying physical fitness, but also because of their physical fitness. After reaching a certain level, other derived things, after reaching the level of a great knight, the perception of five senses will be greatly improved.

This is most evident in the use of technical long-range throwing weapons such as bows and spears.

To be precise, the accuracy increased greatly. The hunter soldier in the front was thrown a spear through his chest on the spot, and was nailed to the spot. A mouthful of hot blood spewed out. I don’t know if it was because of the darkness of the night, but the blood spouted by the other party was dark. , the stench in the air became stronger.

blight!

At this time, Eriksson's guards all came to their senses, and at the same time, a terrifying term jumped into their minds, all hesitation and pity disappeared, and they sent out the spears and bows and arrows in their hands without hesitation, sending those who had once mates, crucified where they were.

Save us, we are our own people!

Help! Help!

Our rescuers are here, our rescuers are here!

Hearing the movement, more slave soldiers came here dragging their ailing bodies supported by a strong desire to survive, hoping that the new reinforcements could carry holy water for healing diseases and help them recover from the sea of ​​pain. Relief, but what awaits them is the sharp arrow of their companions—death may also be a good way to relieve pain.

Don't love to fight, let's go. Eriksson the Bull gave the order to retreat. Out of caution, his army set up tents a few miles away. He only brought a dozen guards over to check the situation. From the current situation Judging from the situation, his cautiousness allowed them to escape. He knew that what they were fighting with now was not these slave soldiers, but the demons inside these soldiers. They had no chance of winning, and the longer they fought, the more likely they would fail. The greater the sex.

Eriksson the Bull returned to the camp non-stop, without delaying a minute, and retreated more than ten kilometers overnight. If the mountains were not really suitable for night walking, he would have retreated to Bastille in one breath.

It was just dawn, and Eriksson the Bull couldn't wait to urge the army to get up and go. When the word of the epidemic spread among the soldiers, none of the soldiers complained. They only hated their parents for giving birth to themselves. With two legs, you can run as fast as you can, and run as far as you can.

My lord, that group of people has been following us from a distance, do you want to gather the archers and shoot them? Eriksson's adjutant, who was a bit weak, was finally smart this time, not only in The front of the team sent out sentries, and they also kept eyes behind their own team.

Since no soldiers were willing to be left behind, he personally led the team to stay behind. Unexpectedly, it was really rewarding. Ever since they came out of the camp of the hunters, a group of more than a dozen knights had been following them not far or near.