Vamis looked at the scene with a shocked expression.

In the light of a fiery dragon hovering in the air, he saw an army!

At the first glance of this team, Vamis knew that the number of the other party should be about 100 people, which is about the same size as an experienced slave catcher. But Vamis didn't want to believe that this was a slave catcher, because no slave catcher could have so many bears, unless they were captives, but would anyone equip a captive bears with such an exaggerated heavy shield?

The bear people, in the perception of the Anthropocene realm, are born to be the best heavy infantry.

They don't even need much training to rival the heavy infantry with three years of rigorous physical training, and they don't have as much food as the human heavy infantry, the only flaw being that the bears have very low discipline, which is very frustrating for the commander. In addition, the number of bearmen is too scarce, even if there are countless slave catchers who go deep into the wilderness to catch bearmen, or go to the orc territory in the west of the continent to catch them, they are still hot sellers in the slave market.

Almost often before the official auction takes place, it is bought from the backstage by the great nobles at a high price.

Vamis saw that the arrows shot from his side could not even break through the first layer of iron on the strangely shaped shield in the hands of those bear people, and they were blocked one after another, and then fell to the ground. You don't need to look at him to know that the iron heads of these arrows must have been damaged in the impact just now, and the shield that can have such an effect is definitely a pure iron shield.

In the next second, Vamith saw the fire dragon roaring!

"Dodge!" Vamis let out a loud shout, and then chose to stay away from the fire dragon for the first time.

He's not a fool who doesn't know anything, and being able to become the leader of a slave hunting team is impossible without a little strength. Now he already has the strength of the upper silver, which is enough to barely protect himself in the wilderness. Therefore, he knew very well that the magician who could cast the magic of the fire dragon was definitely not a magic apprentice, but most likely a powerful magician.

In the wilderness, there has never been a slave hunter who has accompanied the magician. These proud and self-conscious men have always looked down on slave hunters, and slaves are just a tool for experimentation in their eyes, so how can these people who are not short of money waste their time capturing slaves? Even if you want to accumulate combat experience for future actual combat, you will never come to the wilderness.

Because the wilderness is a real primitive jungle society. As long as you can survive, no matter how despicable the means, you will use them, this is the world that belongs to the war officer.

The roaring fire dragon failed to kill the enemy in one fell swoop as Cecilia had hoped.

These slave hunters have much more combat experience and awareness than ordinary people, although most of them only have the strength of the Bronze Realm. However, the combat power they burst out was not inferior to that of ordinary silver masters. In a one-on-one situation, they may not be able to beat the silver master. However, if the terrain conditions allow. The average silver master will never be their opponent.

Therefore, when Cecilia's fire dragon technique was smashed down, it was only to burn to death several slave catchers who were already seriously injured and had no time to run away.

Of course, part of the reason for this is that Cecilia didn't dare to do it with all her might.

The magic of the fire dragon technique is born from the high-level magic of the fire snake technique, and its power is naturally far from being comparable to the fire snake technique, but whether it is a fire snake or a fire dragon. The greatest value is the power generated by the detonation of this magic. But in the cave, Cecilia would never dare to detonate this magic, if it accidentally caused a collapse, for the two sides who were already in the middle of the cave. By no means a good thing.

Cecilia, who originally thought that she could destroy a large number of enemies in one fell swoop, did not expect that the reaction of these slave catchers was so fast, and her sense of battle was far sharper than the enemies she had encountered before, which made her always feel that the invincible battle rhythm had been greatly hit, and after the dragon magic did not achieve the expected effect, Cecilia had no choice but to cancel the magic.

Because the dragon magic also occupies a large visual area, it affects the attack perspective of others, and Cecilia also needs to continuously output mana. Cecilia didn't care if this kind of consumption could get the results it deserved, and now with her magic power, it would not be a problem to maintain the fire dragon technique for about ten hours, but wasting it was definitely not something that any magician could tolerate.

And when the fire dragon that was showing off its might in the air completely disappeared, the temperature of the cave that had gradually become hot began to drop sharply in an instant, and because of this temperature difference between heat and cold, the air became a little hazy for a while, and even produced a phenomenon of air distortion, which is naturally not very suitable for any archer.

As a result, the Northland barbarians gave up the idea of continuing to shoot, and after removing their longbows and quivers, they took out their half-body shields and spears instead, and switched to a state of melee hand-to-hand combat. At this time, Tini finally had the value to play, she began to chant a spell in praise of the gods, and cast a group ice armor spell on these Northland barbarians who were ready to rush forward for melee combat, fortunately, there were only forty people, and Tini only needed six times.

In terms of Tiny's mental power, six group ice armor techniques would not cause any burden to her.

When the blue light of the film lit up, Vamis, who had already aroused the ferocity, went crazy on the spot: "My God, what did I see! A priest! ”

The chances of a magician stooping to join a slave catcher because of the cost are very small, but if it is a priest or priest, there is absolutely no possibility that he will join a slave catcher, even a traitor such as a fallen priest, because it involves faith. If a priest was involved in capturing slaves, was it possible to make those slaves believe in the god?

When the splendor of the divine arts was lit up, no matter what these magic skills were, Vamis knew that his side had completely lost the mood to fight. In the face of an army that looks clearly elite, and there are also magicians and priests, who is in the mood to continue fighting? This is obviously an invincible army at all, at least Vamis knows that it is impossible to defeat with his own strength.

The earth began to tremble slightly.

Vamis, who was hiding in the shadows, glanced up slightly. I saw a group of people wearing hooded cloaks common in the wilderness quickly lined up, they were armed with half-body shields and spears, they looked like specially trained heavy infantry, but each of them had a layer of blue halo around them, although I don't know what kind of magic this is, but it must also be a protective magic art.

And now, this team is maintaining the offensive phalanx and starting to advance step by step, the sound caused by their great stride is not loud, but it is like a bell and drum beating in their hearts, forming a huge momentum like thunder.

This time. Vamis also had to speak: "Friend on the other side, I wonder if there is any misunderstanding between us?" ”

Sean, who had already ordered the attack, was suddenly stunned, he didn't expect the other party to say such a thing in this situation.

Under the rain of arrows and Cecilia's magical attack, the opponent lost at least more than twenty people, and the wounded should not be less than ten. This is an extremely heavy loss for a slave hunting team of only about 70 people. If the other party is bent on escaping at this time. In an environment where there is no light. It was also impossible for Sean to annihilate the other party, but in any case, Sean did not expect that the other party would say such a thing.

Did he remember that the slave catchers weren't a bunch of vicious people? How can it be so easy to succumb?

And Andre on the side, when he heard the other party shouting such words, he was a little angry in his heart. He knew that once a slave hunter began to succumb, it meant that their minds had been completely crushed—they had become slaves because they had met Vivien's team. In a head-to-head battle without fancy, they paid the price of nearly a hundred men, and after being completely defeated by Vivien, they finally had to surrender.

At this moment. Andre seems to have seen the history re-enacted, and he can't help but feel a sad sadness in his heart.

"Misunderstanding?" Sean suddenly spoke, as if he heard Sean's words, and the northland barbarians in front of him suddenly stopped, completely puppet-like, giving people an extremely strong sense of visual impact, but the bloody momentum of slaughter on his body did not dissipate at all, but became more and more intense, and the momentum was actually condensing, "Who are you?" ”

"We are the guardians of the Kingdom of Dabion, under the command of Duke Kahann." As if sensing that there was hope for peace talks, Vamis immediately spoke.

Sean glanced at Andre, who explained, "This is an unspoken rule in the industry, indicating that the other party is a slave hunting team with asylum hunters. Although half of the money was given to the Protector when the captured slave traders were sold, the Protector could protect and protect them, and all their supplies were replenished by the lord. …… Generally speaking, they can be redeemed if they also become captives. ”

"Then you ......"

"We were slave hunters without shelters." "But now it's different," Andre explained, "we're already your subordinates. ”

The corners of Sean's mouth raised slightly, this Andre is not stupid to the point, at least he knows how to say something more tactful. Of course, he also felt the sadness of Andre's words, but this time Sean did not intend to let go of this slave hunting team, even if there was indeed no holiday and grudge between the two sides, but there was an attitude that he must at least clearly state: "Come out and speak." ”

None of the slave catchers came out, and as a slave catcher, there was still a sense of vigilance.

"Who is the chief? Come out on your own. Sean didn't care, and continued, "My patience is limited. ”

Perhaps under pressure, Vamis hesitated for a few seconds, but finally walked out, slowly walking towards the previous camp, completely exposing his figure.

Sean glanced at the other party, his hood was not on, so he could see that the identity of the other party was probably about the same age as Andre, with the vicissitudes of life that had been clearly left by the years. Although his eyes looked a little frightened, but under this kind of look, Sean saw a fierceness hidden deeply, and if such a person was given a chance, he would definitely fight back.

"Bring it here."

Several Northland barbarians brought the leader of the slave trapping team and stood in front of Sean, who looked very afraid.

"I don't care who you are, and I don't care who your asylum is, but there's one thing I tell you when you go back and tell him." Sean glanced at the other party, and then spoke, "The Gap Rift will be completely sealed from today, prohibiting any slave catcher team of the Dabion Kingdom from passing through, and it is also forbidden for any other slave catcher team to enter through the Gap Rift, and this will be the territory of the Duchy of Lane from now on!" Those who violate the order will be killed. ”

Vamis looked up at Sean in shock.

But Sean didn't give him a chance to speak again: "Disarm him, and let him go." …… As for the other slave hunters who can't hide, they will all be killed on the spot! (To be continued.) )

PS: It's a little stuck.,This chapter is a tear-down rewrite.,It's been written as a war before.,I think it's a little boring and takes up space.,And then my mom came to make trouble again.,ORZ! Mom, you're not a child anymore, although my hair is indeed a little long, but don't play with your hair, after entering my room, you tied me a high ponytail without saying a word, and said that my hair is long and eye-catching. The most unbearable thing for me was that my mom actually said that I looked like a girl after I wore braids. …… I've vomited all my blood! This is the second more, the old rules, all-night code words.