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Chapter 33 Dryad

Lann clearly remembered that in the original plot, there was such a troop sent by King Verdon to attack and kill passers-by and put the blame on the dryads. They always hinted to Geralt in and out of words: the dryads killed Ciri and Go.

Searching for Ciri's Baron.

Even if they are not actually dead yet.

In the end, they were killed by the witcher Geralt, the druid Mossas and the dryad.

So when Lan En saw the scene clearly, he immediately understood what was going on. He had no intention of believing them or letting them go.

The black wind was extremely powerful.

If he were a normal knight, he would be very happy to set up his lance and his horse and smash everything in front of him.

But Lann is not good at riding a gun, and he can't even practice it in a year. He doesn't need it.

The lion-like knight drew his long sword on horseback, and with his belt arm, he almost swung the entire upper body and the sword out.

The short, fat man had a horrified expression on his face, and he obviously didn't expect that Lann and the others would suddenly launch an attack.

Before he could draw his weapon, his chest was split open by the oncoming sword light. The sword blade penetrated the short and fat man's body from the chest and abdomen, emerged from the back, and also split the shoulder.

The only surviving Verdon soldier is the cross-eyed soldier.

Ace took advantage of the opportunity and shot a soldier through the throat, leaving only two enemies on the field.

Three kills in an instant.

After cutting down one person, Lann's momentum continued unabated. A soldier roared and rushed toward him, brandishing a weapon, and brandished his spear in an attempt to knock Lann off his horse.

The slant-eyed soldier loudly comforted the horse, but the horse was too frightened and refused to obey the command. He gritted his teeth and forced himself onto the horse. He was really a good rider. Under such circumstances, he was able to cling tightly to the jumping horse's back.

Brochlon, the young man who knew the forest best, murmured softly: "Trees are chopped down with axes, and dryads will never chop down trees, idiot!"

With a clang, the specially thickened arm armor firmly blocked the opponent's sword. Then Lan started to kick, and the foot wrapped in steel greaves kicked directly between the opponent's legs. The chain armor could not protect this

place.

Looking back, there were only three enemies left on the field struggling to hold on.

The slant-eyed soldier fell to the ground on his back. He only heard a muffled sound, and the tip of the arrow embedded in the iron ring was pressed into his body by multiple parties. His chest and back were immediately bleeding.

.

All of Verden's soldiers were wiped out, but the team's vigilance continued unabated.

The impact caused the deserter on horseback to fly backwards, leaving the horse alone to rush into the forest. Ace let go of the hand holding the arrow in surprise, and the arrow flew out of the string, completing an unexpected and tacit alley-oop.

Unfortunately, the arrow originally aimed at the buttocks and legs missed the target and was nailed to the chainmail armor at the joint of the enemy's shoulder and back. The arrow did not penetrate, and the chainmail armor did have a good defense against shooting.

The squinting soldier had long realized that something was wrong. He kept fighting and retreating, relying on the cover of his comrades to throw himself to the side of the horse.

Lann got off his horse and rushed towards the two deserters. What he was better at was actually fighting on foot.

A soldier was held open by two scouts with long spears, and then his throat was slit by Levin with a dagger.

The feathers of the arrow were made of pheasant feathers, dyed yellow with the soup made from the bark of the tree; the arrowhead was made of unknown material because it had been buried in the throat of the slant-eyed soldier.

At this time, there was only one Verdon soldier left in front of Lan, and Lan had a sword in his hand.

A rain of blood suddenly sprayed out from the sky. Viewed from behind, the short and fat man seemed to have been bitten hard by a beast named "Sword".

"Idiot, this is not the direction, don't run into the forest!" the slant-eyed soldier shouted.

Lan tilted his body to let go of the attack, and stabbed the long sword into the body of another Verden soldier like a spear. At the same time, he let go, letting the impact force pour into the opponent's body, and preventing his wrist from being hit by the reaction force.

hurt.

This is a rare swordsman, but his swordsmanship is really not good, at least not good enough to face Lan alone.

His shouting was not unreasonable, but what was even more reasonable was their speed. None of the Verdons still standing were unable to outrun them without riding a horse.

"He has no weapons." A soldier facing Lan muttered in a low voice, and then shouted to cheer himself up, "He has no weapons! Ahhh!"

With red eyes, the soldier thrust forward with his spear in hand. Lann used his sword to lightly move the tip of the gun, stepped forward to close the distance, first split his torso from top to bottom, and then swung it from bottom to top.

Leave a bloody "X" on him.

Coincidentally, this soldier was the one who had laughed at Lann in a low voice before.

"Idiot, he has no weapons, come on!" the squinting soldier shouted.

The owner of this arrow obviously didn't want the cross-eyed soldiers to invade the forest on horseback.

At this time, the attendants and scouts also rushed into the enemy's camp on horseback, and began to have a close encounter with the Verdon soldiers in front.

"Stay alive." Lan reminded.

Black Wind roared excitedly. It was a war horse, not a captive pet. The sound of swords clashing and the smell of blood made it go faster.

Lann weighed the weapon in his hand. He thought it was not as good as his own, but it was still usable.

The two deserters tried their best to stay away from the battlefield, but Lann, riding the Black Wind, passed by the two fleeing men and easily broke through the phalanx of Verdon soldiers, blocking their retreat.

Even wearing plate armor, Lann's flexibility exceeded everyone present. He stepped forward to close the distance, stretched his right arm forward to strike at the opponent's hands holding a sword, weakening the power of the opponent's slash. His left arm directly

He handed it over to meet the opponent's sword edge.

At this time, some of Verdon's soldiers barely reacted and drew their weapons in an attempt to confront the enemy.

"Do you know now why I am the fighting champion?" Lan asked.

The horse refused to run, so the slant-eyed soldier gritted his teeth and shoved the dagger into the horse's butt. The horse was in pain and started running wildly in no particular direction.

At this moment, an arrow screamed out from the dark forest, drawing a long and slow arc. It seemed to be gliding slowly in the air, the arrow feathers swaying lightly in the wind, until the moment it hit, the speed

Neither his strength nor his strength increased at all.

Seeing that the opponent was actually trying to escape, Ace smiled contemptuously, drew his bow and aimed at the target.

The poor soldier's eyes suddenly bulged, and he instantly lost the strength to hold the weapon. Lann easily grabbed his sword, held the handle upside down, and slit the opponent's throat with his backhand.

Originally, we were outnumbered by the other side, but in one encounter, the other side killed three of them. The death of all of them was terrifying. At that moment, the last two people in Verden's team turned around and tried to escape.

With a "bang", the soldier whose lower body was pinned under the horse had his head crushed like a watermelon by the black wind. At least his pain was over.

Just because of the arrow that suddenly appeared, because another invisible enemy appeared in the forest, a more powerful enemy.

Levin shouted "It's the dryad!"

Ace angrily set up another arrow and aimed into the forest. He was extremely embarrassed at not being able to complete the count's instructions.

"It's okay, Ace, you don't need to live anymore." Lan comforted, looking towards the jungle, "We have something better now."
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