The more you rush towards your destination, the stronger the smell of blood wafting in the wind.

As Sean and others who have really experienced the war, how can they not know what it means to be able to cause such a strong smell of blood. At the very least, this must be the casualties formed by the battle of 1,000 people to have such a strong smell of blood.

And in the wilderness, a battle with more than a thousand people is already to the level of a skirmish.

Maybe others don't understand what it means to be in the wilderness with a skirmish, but Sean does. Usually the so-called skirmishes mean that new wars are being started, and at the moment this kind of fighting and attrition is just an early test for both sides. And the so-called war starts, then the scope of the impact is naturally huge, maybe now in the tribal territory where Sean and the others are located, almost the entire territory is breaking out.

After scolding him for bad luck, Sean had to speed up his pace, he had to determine whether a skirmish had broken out, and if so, then he had to figure out who the two sides of the war were. If it's just a conflict between the two tribes, then it's better to say, but if it's a war with the human kingdom, then Sean will have to go to Heishuize on a different path, otherwise they will be forced to get involved in the war, which is not the result Sean wants.

And soon, Sean catches up with Rrotikabas, who has already gone to explore the way first.

"What's the situation?" As soon as the two sides reunited, Sean couldn't wait to ask.

"It's been a while since the battle ended." Rottikabas didn't have the heart to joke at this time, and said in a deep voice. "But it looks like there should be survivors, and now it's probably time to enter the pursuit. …… From what I've observed, it should have been a premeditated ambush battle. However, the strength of the defender should be strong, because even if there is a premeditated battle, the ambush side will be in a bitter battle. ”

Rottikabas was also a guest of the Aite family, and his combat power was also extremely strong, and he was also well versed in some ways of warfare, so the clues he deduced at this time were even if not 100% accurate. It's definitely eight or nine.

And based on these intelligence clues, Sean can roughly figure out some things, and there is no need to go back to the battlefield to study clues.

"Can you know what is going on on both sides of the war?" Sean asked.

"The ambush party should be human." Rottikabas spoke. The look was a little weird, "But looking at the outfit, it doesn't seem to be the army of any country, but it looks like a ...... Mercenary? Anyway, there are all kinds of weapons. And there is no formal uniform attire and weapons either. ”

"It should be a large mercenary group." Sean opened his mouth to correct Rottikabas's mistake. "Mercenaries have a more uniform discipline and are not as casual as mercenaries. If it is a mercenary group operating in the wilderness, then it must be a military unit hired by some country. On the contrary, although the mercenary group rarely sets foot in the wilderness, it is not impossible, their identity has always been unstable, and they may help a certain tribe in the last second, but as long as the tribe is timid. Then it is possible that these mercenary groups will eat this tribe in turn. ”

Sean said this is a very common behavior in the Wild Lands.

Maybe in the past. Those stupid tribes in the wilderness still believe in these mercenary groups, but now, except for those tribes that are strong enough to dare to have dealings with mercenary groups, it is impossible for small tribes to have any business with mercenary groups. This is also the reason why the adventurer team receives less attention and vigilance in the Wild Lands than the mercenary group.

"Since you emphasized that the ambush party is human, then the ambushed side should be the people of the Savage Land tribe?" Sean hurriedly asked.

"Yes." Rottikabas nodded, and then he saw Sean sigh of relief, "What's going on?" ”

"If it's a dispute between the mercenary group and the tribes of the Savage Lands, then it's nothing more than two points." After Sean recovered his rare good mood, he opened his mouth to explain, "The first is that this mercenary group has turned into a slave catcher, and plans to kidnap some slaves to sell. Anyway, the kingdoms and empires that currently surround the Savage Lands are very obvious supporters of slavery; And the second point is that it is obvious that this mercenary group has taken a fancy to something, and is ready to become a robber and leave after the looting. …… Either way, it's a good thing for us. ”

Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, Sean opened his mouth to express his worries, so everyone understood why Sean had such a solemn look before. But it's normal to think about it, after all, they still have to continue to move forward here in the wilderness, if they really encounter a war and involve them all, then they will really feel unhappy, especially since Rotikabas and Harding still have the identity of not being able to see the light.

"Are there many corpses at the scene of the battle?" Sean asked again.

"A lot." "It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a river of blood. …… Anyway, it's not like the battle that surrounded you in the Fenlistine Clan. ”

Hearing this, Sean understood: "Then it must be something that this mercenary group has taken a fancy to." If they wanted to make a cameo appearance in the slave catcher team to catch some slaves and sell them, they would not slaughter them in such an extreme way, and there would definitely be more wounded than dead. …… Do you know where to run? ”

"Yes." Rottikabas nodded, then turned around and led the way, and Sean and the others immediately followed.

……

At this time, on a desert in the wilderness, more than a dozen figures were fleeing in confusion.

Through the reflection of the moonlight, you can clearly see that these dozens of figures are elves. It's just that for the time being, I can't tell if it's a highland elf or a steppe elf, or a gray elf. But judging from its nimble skills, it is more likely to be a steppe elf. And these elves, almost all of them are in the Silver Realm, only a few are lower silver, and the strongest one is the Golden Realm, but his aura is already very vague. His body was also stained with blood and scars, and he was afraid that he would not live long.

On the other hand, not far behind them, it was about a hundred meters away. There was a team of about thirty or forty people.

The aura of strength exuded by this team is a bit mixed, from bronze to silver, which can almost be said to be mixed. However, what is surprising is that those who are more injured in this team are all masters of the Silver Realm, but those in the Bronze Realm still maintain relatively complete combat effectiveness. However, in the team, there are enough people whose strength has reached the golden realm. Although they were only low-level gold, their momentum was calm, compared to the state of the elf at this time. With the three of them joining forces, it won't be too difficult to win.

In this way, these two waves of people are constantly running one after the other in this desert.

However, manpower is limited after all.

As an elf accidentally falls to the ground while running. The other dozen or so elves also stopped.

"Leave me alone. Come on! When the fallen elf saw his companion stop, he immediately shouted, "The treasure of the tribe must not fall into their hands!" ”

After a slight hesitation, the golden strength elf turned his head and shouted, "Go!" ”

Anyway, I won't stop at all. The dozen or so other elves gritted their teeth and turned to leave, unable to say anything but a last smile on their companion's face.

But only for two seconds. The distance between the two sides has been shortened by nearly ten meters, if only a few more times. I'm afraid these elves will be completely caught up. It's just that by now, these wounded elves have almost reached their limit, because their speed is significantly slower. But looking at those humans, they seemed to be drinking stimulants, and after seeing the speed of the elves slow down, their speed immediately increased a lot, especially those mercenaries with the strength of the Bronze Realm, who let out an excited roar, and then rushed forward with their weapons, and soon opened a considerable distance from the people of their own team.

And looking at the actions of these bronze strength mercenaries, those silver masters and the three gold strength powerhouses did not forcibly pursue. In fact, if these three Golden Realm powerhouses broke out into full pursuit, they would be able to intercept those elves in a minute or two at most.

But they didn't do it, and their purpose was naturally to weaken the physical strength of those elves.

Mercenaries have a habit of not wasting extra effort to complete a task unless the situation is urgent. This is also a lot of mercenary groups like to make some cat-and-mouse bad fun moves, of course, this kind of behavior is naturally good and bad, sometimes if you are not careful, it is easy to be self-defeating.

And right now, these three Golden Realm powerhouses weren't worried about any accidents at all, because they had already done some research before they launched the Ups and Downs. Although the outcome of tonight's battle was somewhat unexpected, they did not expect that the resistance would be so strong, and even reach a situation of non-stop, so naturally they also lost a lot of manpower, so that a mercenary group of two or three hundred people only had this manpower left.

However, as long as they finish this vote, they will immediately be able to form a mercenary group that is not weaker than the previous scale.

And soon, these elves, who were finally exhausted, were also surrounded by those mercenaries with the strength of the Bronze Realm. I don't know who grabbed the head, these mercenaries quickly launched a fierce attack on these dozen elves like wolves, regardless of the fact that there was almost a big realm gap between the two sides.

Such a result is naturally obvious.

Even if these elves are already scarred, if they really work hard, it will not be very difficult to deal with these Bronze Realm mercenaries who do not have any ability to kill enemies at all. It's just that the so-called ants bite the elephant to death, and in such a rush to the top, there are still some elves who can't withstand the attack of the crowd because of their injuries and mental exhaustion, and the result is naturally that they are divided by the blade.

And when this melee finally regained its sanity and calm, there were nearly thirty mercenaries with bronze strength, and there were less than ten people left at this time. And the original team of thirteen elves, counting the one who fell behind halfway, there were only eight people left at this time, and two of them couldn't even stand on their feet.

At this time, the Golden Realm powerhouses in the three mercenary groups stood in three positions, and each of them had three or four silver masters around them to help, although these silver masters were all injured, but they were much better looking than these elves. At this time, everyone's momentum was completely released, which immediately made these elves' hearts like ashes, because they never thought that there were actually three Golden Realm powerhouses in the other party's mercenary group.

"You guys are so well hidden, you didn't even leak the slightest breath during the ambush just now." The extremely injured Golden Realm Spirit said in a deep voice, with only endless hatred on his face.

"We are mercenaries, and caution is our style." One of the powerhouses of the Golden Realm said in a deep voice, "You already know what we want, if we hand over the things, we can leave a whole corpse." ”

"Don't think!"

"Look for death!"

Two angry shouts, one after the other, came from the mouth of the elf and the other mercenary powerhouse. (To be continued......)

PS: Four watches, so be it.