"Attack! We are under attack! ”

The captain of the guard, who was in the middle of the convoy, rode on his warhorse and shouted: "The vehicles are folded, everyone is ready for battle." ”

He was also a talent, and he didn't panic too much when he encountered a sudden attack, commanding the convoy to form a circle and occupy the middle of the road, while the guards used the carriage as a cover, showing weapons and fire. Guns on standby.

Except for the first and last two carriages that caught Alan and Jora's knights by surprise, the remaining five carriages in the middle reacted in time, and by the time Alan took control of the two carriages they had knocked down, Glar's guards had already formed a circle. The convoy consisted of seven wagons, and although Glar's possessions were quite large, they were not exaggerated enough to be loaded with seven wagons.

Among them, only the two carriages in the middle were actually loaded with goods and jewels, and the others contained some weapons and equipment for the purpose of concealing people's eyes. Even if you need to open the box and inspect it when you pass through the city gates, Glaar is not afraid of being discovered. If it weren't for the clear purpose of Alan and the others, who knew what Gral's real purpose was, otherwise they would have seen that the convoy was just transporting some ordinary weapons, and they would have no idea of robbing it.

You must know that if you sell these scrap copper and rotten iron, you won't make a lot of money.

The captain of the guard raised his sword and shouted, "Who are you, do you know whose convoy this is?" This is the army material transported for the Duke of Oban under the name of Viscount Grar. You are robbing military funds, but it is a felony! ”

Alan changed his voice slightly, making it sound much deeper: "Of course we know what we're doing, but you, don't resist uselessly." If you don't want to get hurt, get out of here, or you will bear the consequences. ”

The captain of the guard had a bitter throat, and the scene of Alan floating out just now and forcing the first car to retreat with a knife was vivid. The other party's knife is clear, and at a glance, he knows that he is a master. With such a character, there is no one who can fight against him. What's more, the accomplices who appeared later were all strong, and the captain really didn't know where such a team came from.

He tried to abandon the car and run away, but it had Glaar's belongings on it. Losing those things, Glar didn't want his life. At that moment, he could only bite the bullet and yell: "I repeat, this is Lord Graar's convoy. Even if you succeed, don't think about having a good life......"

Jora, who was next to him, interrupted him and said, "Don't talk nonsense with them, go!" ”

As soon as she gave the order, several henchmen had already pounced on her like wolves. Jora herself raised her gun and fired, and the fire flickered, and one of the convoy guards spurted blood on his chest and fell to the ground. Alan shrugged his shoulders, not in a hurry to attack, and with a finger of the long knife, Willik and Bloy pounced.

The convoy guards used horse-drawn carriages as cover, and everyone picked up rifles or short-barreled fire. The gun carried out firing. The gunfire rang out in waves, and a pungent smell of gunpowder immediately wafted through the air. The firepower of the guards is not weak, but it is a pity that they are all facing elite players. Not to mention the two Willik, it is those elite knights, don't look at them wearing cloaks, but they are wearing close-fitting scale armor inside. In addition, they have enough source power to protect the body, as long as they are not aimed at the critical place like the face door, fire. The iron pellets of the spear couldn't break their bodies under the protection of the source force and scale armor at all.

In the blink of an eye, the knights had rushed close to the convoy, and the convoy guards had no choice but to raise their swords to meet them.

Willik and the others rushed from the other side, and Willik kept shifting his position so that the convoy guards couldn't keep up with the change in his position, so that at least seven or eight of the ten shots missed. Bloy, however, covered his face with a double hammer and charged head-on. The level of the highlanders continued to increase, and the nature of the source force became gradually thick and rough. They cover the surface of Bloy's skin, forming a source force field. These fires. The iron pellet of the gun slammed into him, and he looked at the blood that was rubbed out, but it was only a flesh wound.

Bloy traded a minor injury for a chance to get close to the team, and threw it hard with the next short hammer. The hammer is infused with source force, revealing a red luster. The entire warhammer glowed red, spun and whistled, pulling a reddish tail of light into the air and smashing into the convoy. Directly blew up the front half of a carriage, and the three guards hiding behind screamed and fell.

One of them was unlucky enough to be hit by a war hammer and his entire chest collapsed. In the middle of the air, people have already choked their breath and died.

Bloy smashed through the front line with a hammer, and Willik seized the opportunity and rushed into the gap. The fists of the fingered tiger twitched like machine guns, and in a series of explosions, several guards flew out with their fists, everyone vomited blood, and they were seriously injured if they didn't die.

The convoy's defence was gradually crumbling, which was to be expected. After all, all the elites dispatched on Allen's side are masters, and the guards under Glaar are just ordinary goods. It was the captain of the fifteenth level, on the premise that Jora retained his strength, he was also killed by the bayonet of the eldest lady and was completely powerless.

Just when the overall situation was about to be decided, suddenly a murderous spirit raged in a carriage. A dark purple sword light flashed out and headed straight for Ruola. The sword stabbed out, and it was just as Jora picked off the long sword in the captain's hand, and Jora revealed a flaw that was so small that it was almost ignored. But he was caught by the swordsman who suddenly rushed out of the car, and he knew that this person was also a master.

Violently suddenly, Ruola never had much combat experience, and her face was shocked at the moment. Not daring to attack the captain of the guard again, the man retreated, and at the same time the bayonet wandered left and right, pulling out a curtain of knives. The sword carrying the purple light stabbed on the knife curtain as fast as a meteor, and there was obviously only one sword, but it gave birth to a series of roars. Jora was killed by the other party and retreated again and again, and the swordsman gritted his teeth and attacked wildly, intending to take down Jora's capital to talk about rebellion.

He was an adventurer secretly hired by Glar, and he had the strength of level seventeen in his own right. He was even more accomplished in swordsmanship, which was a secret arrangement of Glar, originally made for the sake of insurance, but he never thought that it would really come in handy. The swordsman had been hiding in a carriage containing most of the treasures in the vault of Glaarna. He didn't want to make a move unless it was a critical moment. But the hardness of the strongman who robbed tonight was unexpected, and seeing that the guards were invincible, he had no choice but to give it a go.

Just now, when he saw Jora ordering an attack, he knew that she was an important person, if not the leader of the group. If you capture her, you will have the capital to negotiate. Even if it is not good, he can save his life. It was also thanks to him that he was able to hold his breath and hide in the carriage until Jora revealed his flaws before he attacked. Sure enough, after the first battle, he gained the upper hand, and Jora's level was higher than him. However, for a while, he was killed only by defense, but did not counterattack.

But it didn't take long for the swordsman to be happy, when suddenly a hand pressed and pulled on Ruora's shoulder, and Ruora was dragged out of his sword. Another person suddenly appeared behind Ruola, he took Ruola's place, and the long knife in his hand suddenly exploded into a ball of essence, a war knife, but it turned into thousands of sword lights and exploded. Suddenly, the swordsman's ears were full of sharp sword roars, and the air suddenly became three points colder. The opponent's sword is compelling, and the offensive is fierce and ruthless, and at a glance he knows that he is a veteran of the battlefield, not comparable to Ruola's empty rank but lack of combat experience.

The swordsman's pupils narrowed, and the sword momentum retracted. Don't ask for merit, but ask for no merit, and carefully deal with Allen's offensive. Alan snorted, the other party's sword skills are solid, but he is also a good hand. If he didn't have to hide his identity, he could have shot with all his strength, and he would defeat his opponent in a few swords. But now, he didn't dare to use his signature knife ability, for fear of being seen as flawed, so he could only attack with a basic knife style.

But Allen's basic skills are also very solid, chopping, chopping, sweeping, and picking a few knife styles are used quickly and ruthlessly, and the knife is poured into full force. Under such an offensive, every time the opponent receives a knife, it is equivalent to invisibly fighting with Allen's source force. Allen's source power was already one level higher than him, and under such a collision, the swordsman only felt that his arm was numb, and his strength was not enough.

It was another hard blow, and when there was a sound, a large spark sparked between the swords. But Allen's steel knife clicked apart, it turned out that his long knife was originally a big road, and after repeated hard fights, he was finally defeated by the opponent's excellent long sword, but it was blown up by the source force of each other. The swordsman was overjoyed and was about to attack, but Alan simply threw the broken knife at his face.

He could only dodge, but after such a delay, Alan had already drawn the dagger behind his waist. Demon salute is rarely seen in front of people, let alone without activating the awakening stance, it is like an ordinary dagger. At most, the demon gem on the hilt is more eye-catching, and Eren holds the dagger in his hand, and his fighting style has changed again. The dagger became light and treacherous in his hand, which was very different from the indomitable domineering sword technique just now.

The poor swordsman had just adapted to his previous style of play, but Alan changed his dagger to a very different style, and he was immediately attacked by him. The dagger in Allen's hand lit up, pointed at the side of the opponent's sword, and picked the long sword away. He let out a clear roar, and his source power skyrocketed, and the whole person crashed into the arms of the swordsman. When the swordsman felt bad, there was a slight coolness in his hands, and then a sharp pain struck, but the dagger was picked open in many places on his arms and wrists, and blood jumped straight out.

In particular, the tiger's mouth holding the sword was slashed by the dagger, and he couldn't hold the long sword steadily under the pain, and was kicked by Allen's leg, and the long sword flew out in response. Alan suddenly gained the upper hand, and the dagger slashed in succession, creating a dazzling knife light. Eventually, the dagger rested at his throat, and the swordsman smiled wryly and raised his hands in surrender.

At the end of the battle, under the attack of Jora's knights and Willik's two good men, Glar's guards were either killed or surrendered. As for the secret swordsman arranged by Glaar, he was given to Jora to dispose of after being tied up with the five flowers, and Jora ordered someone to take him down first, and then let the elite knights open all the boxes. Those with swords were discarded, and those with goods were taken away.

The knights were quick with their hands and feet, and in less than an hour, they carried all the yellow and white things that Grar had accumulated over the years into the carriage that had been squared. At that moment, two knights left in the carriage first, and Alan and the others tied up all the guards together and threw them under the old tree, and then left. It's located on a traffic artery, and when dawn comes, it's natural that someone will spot these hapless guards. As for whether they live or die under the thunderous wrath of Glar, it is none of Alan's business. R1058