Chapter 114: Surround and Kill (Additional Chapter, Thank You Everyone)

  It was another dull morning, no different from the previous days. A long and endless stream of cars appeared on the highway, heading towards the south gate.

  When the convoy was still over a hundred meters away from the soldiers' sentry post, it slowed down and stopped. Jastin poked his head out of the second horse carriage, looked around for a moment, didn't find Mo Xinko, and stood there in a daze.

  "Hey……” Mo Xinkai carried a huge sword and walked out of the small bar again, but this time he wasn't alone. Han Jin and Lang Ning followed behind him, and Lang Ning had more than a dozen knights following behind her.

  "Mo... Mo Xinkelord?" Justin's expression changed greatly at once, apparently, he recognized Lang Ning.

  The car curtain was lifted, and Bogie drilled out. Han Jin and several others had malicious smiles on their faces. Even if he was really stupid to the extreme and didn't know how to observe other people's expressions, the appearance of someone who shouldn't have appeared proved everything.

  With a shrill whistle, a team of fully armed knights appeared outside the town, blocking the road out of town. A group of soldiers also emerged from the alleys on the side of the road. Borg's face turned iron blue, staring coldly at Mo Xinko, gritting his teeth and saying: "Mo Xinko! You dare to betray me!!"

  "Betrayal? You think too highly of yourself." Mo Xinkai sneered with a smile: "Don't worry. We just need to carefully inspect your goods, and if they're really fine, we'll let you go."

  "Hah..." Bog's eyes turned sharp, filled with deep-seated hatred, and then spat out two words: "Die!"

  A magic wand appeared in Bog's hand, with a large, eye-catching aquamarine crystal embedded on it. After he spat out those two words, the aquamarine crystal shattered into countless flying sparks, and at the same time, a huge and sharp ice cone shot towards Mosike.

  The speed of the magic release was too fast, and the ice cone's speed was even faster. The most terrifying thing is that the Ice Cone Technique belongs to the 9th level of magic, and even a great magician can hardly release it in an instant! Maybe Bog's own strength has already reached an unfathomable degree, maybe he has brought out the power of the magic wand. But now saying these things is too late, after all, the result is what matters most!

  Moxinke's face was filled with schadenfreude as he flew away without his wings. He had just swung his giant sword. The ice cone had already pierced through his body, cutting him into two segments. In the midst of the blood splatter, people could clearly see Moxinke's upper body flying high into the air. Lang Ning's position was very fortunate, not within the range of the ice cone's attack. But behind him, two knights suffered a tragic fate, simultaneously killed by the ice cone.

  Ice cone killed several people. Still unstoppable. A two-meter-wide hole was blasted on the wall of that bar. Flew into the bar. Then came a loud explosion. In between, there were also men and women's fearful screams.

  Borg's face turned from iron blue to pale. Then he released a 7th-level magic spell, Floating Technique, and his body rose into the air.

  Just as his foot had just left the carriage, a tall and sturdy wooden man suddenly appeared in front of him. With an extremely passionate and ambiguous posture, he tightly hugged him and knocked him down, directly pressing him to the ground.

  Never mind how shocking the magic was just now. Boge is a magician after all. He was tightly hugged by the wooden man released by Han Jin, and he couldn't get out no matter what. Moreover, he had consecutively released Ice Cone Technique and Floating Technique, and now he has no strength to release other powerful magic.

  "No...!" Bog struggled desperately: "Save me!!"

  One by one, figures leaped down from the rear carriage, some rushing towards the soldiers while others charged straight at Borg.

  Unfortunately, due to the geographical distance, Han Jin appeared in front of Bogie one step earlier, swinging his fist and striking down with a loud crash. Bogie's exposed right upper arm was broken by Han Jin's punch, twisted at an eerie angle, followed by his left arm.

  "Ah......" Boge let out an inhuman howl and somehow managed to muster up the strength to kick one leg out at Han Jin.

  But the magician and human wrestling, can only be self-inflicted suffering, Han Jin lightly stretched out his hand, grabbed Borg's ankle, then lifted his leg and chopped down, chopping directly on Borg's knee, with a cracking sound, Borg's head tilted to one side, immediately fainting.

  "Get out of here!" A guard who rushed over was so anxious that his eyes were red, and he swung his sword at Jin.

  Han Jin let out a cold hum, his body straight and welcoming, his left hand brushed aside the opponent's long sword, his right fist followed by a crash, hitting the guard's chest, the guard spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward.

  After releasing the Divine Fist Technique, Han Jin's body became incredibly resilient, and he wouldn't directly resist his opponent's long sword. Instead, he chose an appropriate angle to deflect the sword, and with the guards' strength not being high, Han Jin was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Every time he deflected, one guard would fly out, and although others clearly saw Han Jin's movements, they still couldn't withstand his attacks.

  Due to speed and due to strength, there is a common saying in martial arts: one move can defeat ten moves! In the face of a huge gap, all techniques become useless fancy moves.

  Lang Ning furiously joined the battle, like a mad tiger. Mo Xinkuo was a comrade who had followed Lei Zhe all the way into the military camp, he couldn't accept this outcome, and even more couldn't face Lei Zhe!

  The soldiers rushed forward, and the caravan guards fought as one, with one side being well-prepared and the other being flustered and confused. The battle quickly turned in favor of the Storming Legion.

  Han Jin suddenly saw a black light flying towards him at a speed that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye. If he hadn't recently strengthened his body, even if he had seen it coming, he wouldn't have been able to react in time! Han Jin hastily stretched out his right arm and blocked the black light with his elbow, deflecting an arrow that spun through the air.

  A deep gash appeared on Han Jin's right arm, with blood spouting out. He also felt his right arm was sore and aching, almost unable to move.

  Han Jin suddenly lifted his head, just in time to see a pair of eyes full of murderous intent. At the same time, a green arrow sank into the ground, and with Han Jin as the center, vines with sharp teeth and claws sprouted out of the ground, wrapping around him.

  Han Jin let out a loud roar, activated the Tiyong Technique, and leaped into the sky. His gaze didn't dare to leave his opponent's eyes. Just as his toes were about to leave the ground, he saw a hint of mockery flash in his opponent's eyes, followed by the sight of a black arrow already nocked on the bowstring.

  Han Jin had a chill run down his spine as the elf's posture was calm and confident, as if he had already sentenced his opponent to death. Obviously, she was very confident in this arrow. And Han Jin, suspended in mid-air, had nowhere to borrow strength from and couldn't even release an earth escape technique, could only be a target.

  Lost... Han Jin let out a sigh in his heart, and suddenly lost two life-saving talismans. The Jiutu Jiasi technique was his reliance on daring to fight hard with any opponent, he couldn't imagine how he could still walk in this world without the protection of the Jiutu Jiasi technique. At least for half a month, he could only hide honestly.

  In a flash of black light, what Han Jin had been waiting for did not happen. The fairy's longbow was already drawn to its fullest extent, but the arrow could not be shot out because an arrow had pierced through her left ear and exited from her right ear, having penetrated her brain!

  Han Jin only then noticed Xian Ni Er's figure, he couldn't describe the feeling of losing and regaining her, if his personality was as bold as Mo Xin Ke's, he might have loudly exclaimed: Xian Ni Er, I love you...

  "Kill...!" Lang Ning let out a furious roar, his wildly racing heart finally calming down a bit. The scene of Han Jin being sniped earlier had almost driven him mad. If Mo Xinkuo's squad was wiped out and Han Jin also died here, he really could have taken his own life on the spot!

  "Kill......" The soldiers followed with a loud shout, and in the merchant group, only two high-level professionals were left, now one was dead and the other injured, leaving behind only a flock of sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

  Lang Ning exerted himself and swung out his war spear, knocking a merchant guard flying. Because of his surging emotions, his strength increased a bit, and his body leaned to the side. As a result, he suddenly stiffened there, and his ferocious fighting spirit vanished into thin air. There was only one person who could make him like this - Mo Xingke. If Mo Xingke were still alive, what would be the point of his gnashing teeth and fierce battle?

  Moxinke stood at the corner of the street, tightly grasping his giant sword, dazed and stupid, as if he had already been isolated from this world. He still hadn't reacted yet.

  "How...?" Lang Ning couldn't believe his eyes, this was impossible! This absolutely could not be! At such a close distance, facing the instantaneous ice cone technique's attack, any profession below 8th rank would have no chance of survival, including thieves! And yet, he had personally seen Mo Xinkuo get killed!

  The desperate resistance of the merchant guards enraged the soldiers, who became even more ruthless and would often strike down their opponents repeatedly after they had fallen, and if there were any horses that ran wildly in fright, they would kill them too.

  The entire street was filled with blood and the sound of killing shook the sky. The Ninth Town was also an ancient big town, and its residents had never experienced such a scene before, they were all terrified and shrank at home, no one dared to go out and watch at this time.

  The resistance of the merchant guards was getting weaker and weaker, with only a few scattered guards hiding in the carriages, trying to buy some time to catch their breath. At this point, they didn't have the energy to think about whether resistance had any value or not, they were just fighting instinctively for their own survival.

  The soldiers' movements became increasingly rough, and they simply overturned the carriage, then held up their guns and stabbed randomly at the people inside. One of the carriages was carrying several women, but the soldiers didn't care who they were, surrounding them without giving them a chance to explain, and cutting down the women to the ground.

  In war, it is impossible to distinguish between individual actions. You and your comrades are one group, all the enemies are another group, this is a fight between groups! Moreover, the military discipline of the Stormtrooper Corps is extremely strict, soldiers will not have any other thoughts, if the enemy's group threatens their own survival, then kill them all!