parentshiftbook Chapter 103 The Family's Journey
Chapter 103 The Family's Journey
Chapter 103 The Family's Journey
Spring March 24st.
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As dawn broke, wisps of smoke began to rise from the makeshift campsites on the wasteland.
A dozen mercenaries, armed with weapons, stood guard around the camp. The shadow of the monster attack the previous night had not yet dissipated, and each of them wore a look of vigilance.
In the center of the camp, a dozen simple tents were arranged in a circle, and the families of Chiffon's guards were coming out of the tents one after another.
Leila yawned widely and started a campfire to boil water. Once the water boiled, she threw a few pieces of rye bread into the stew pot and mashed them into a paste with a wooden spoon.
no way.
Dry, hard rye bread is particularly harsh on the throat; it can only be swallowed after being cooked into a porridge, which also helps to replenish some moisture.
Last night, a monster suddenly attacked the camp. Although it was killed by the mercenaries, its roars and battle cries still kept the families in the camp awake all night.
that moment.
Leila truly understood what her husband Anthony had said: the wilderness was indeed very dangerous. Fortunately, there were quite a few people in the team, which gave her some more courage.
Besides the families of Chiffon's guards, there was also a small caravan traveling from Benliu to Shuofeng in the group.
For safety reasons, the caravan manager hitched a ride with the mercenary team at a low price. There were also a few ordinary guards in the caravan.
pity.
She would feel more at ease if Anthony's father were willing to leave Wolf Territory with her. Recalling the scene before her departure, Leila sighed softly.
More than ten days ago.
Everyone received a letter from Lord Chiffon, in which he invited the guards' families to settle in Chiffon and made some generous promises.
to this end.
Everyone gathered at Anthony's house and discussed it all night, but in the end most of the elderly people declined the invitation.
According to them, even if they die in this life, they want to die on the land of Benlang, and they won't go anywhere else.
but.
They encouraged Leila and her family members to go and stay with their loved ones at Chiffon.
indeed.
For them, nothing is more reassuring than living in the same territory as their husbands.
We see each other every day.
We are together day and night.
It's better than a couple whispering sweet nothings to each other across a cold, rugged mountain.
The brothers and sisters of the guards did not hesitate and chose to settle in Chiffon.
no way.
Lord Chiffon's promises are too tempting.
They would be exempt from taxes for five years, receive a spacious stone house, and, most importantly, have the opportunity to eat life-sustaining food for free.
The letter also mentioned that Anthony and his guards were already the lord's confidants.
Perhaps through this connection, they could even find a good job at Chiffon, such as a castle handyman or a serf steward.
Those with a special skill can consistently receive orders from the lord's manor; only a fool wouldn't take that job.
After breakfast, everyone packed up their tents and bundled their belongings and continued on their way. If they could reach Shuofengling before sunset, they wouldn't need to camp in the wilderness.
As the sun rose higher, the group walked for about two hours before a sparse grove of trees appeared ahead.
Just as the mercenary captain was considering whether to go around this place, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the woods.
He was startled.
A dozen burly men wielding long knives suddenly emerged from the woods, each with a fierce look on their faces, and instantly surrounded the group.
The sudden turn of events threw everyone into a panic. The cries of children suddenly rang out, and the family members huddled together, their faces pale.
"Mercenaries!"
"Leave your money and women, and we'll spare your lives; otherwise, die!"
The tall, burly man at the head of the group had a face full of scars, and his long sword was pointed directly at the mercenary captain, his tone extremely arrogant.
That being said.
Before the mercenaries could respond, the bandits charged forward, brandishing their long knives.
The mercenary captain was horrified and shouted for everyone to retreat and take cover, while he led a dozen mercenaries forward to fight the enemy.
When you encounter robbers in the wild, there's no room for negotiation; it's either you or me.
The clanging of weapons against each other echoed across the wasteland, but as soon as the fight began, the mercenary captain's heart sank to the bottom.
Although the opposing side had fewer people, they actually had two intermediate-level extraordinary beings and three beginner-level extraordinary beings, while our side only had four beginner-level extraordinary beings.
More importantly...
These robbers worked together with remarkable coordination, their movements resembling those of a coordinated military formation!
Combining the recent rumors, he immediately realized something, cried out in shock, and felt a storm raging in his heart.
"You are the defeated soldiers of the Black Crow!"
The mercenary captain, a retired soldier, immediately recognized the familiar battle formations typical of the military.
The high-ranking legions were scattered, and the scattered superhuman soldiers had nowhere to go but to become slave hunters or band together to rob caravans and do dirty work.
Because few people would accept these low-level superhumans who have no territory to back them up and whose origins are unknown.
really.
The leader of the robbers grinned maliciously.
"Now that they've recognized you, you can forget about living!"
His intermediate-level extraordinary aura spread out, crushing towards the mercenaries, and a longsword infused with life force whistled through the air.
Besides strengthening oneself, life force can also be infused into weapons to temporarily increase attack power.
But it dissipates quickly, which is why archers rely on magic bows or specially made bows.
Once an arrow leaves the hand, its life force rapidly diminishes during flight, causing damage solely through kinetic energy. Only a magic bow can slow down this decline.
On the mercenary side, there were only four low-level extraordinary beings, and the rest were ordinary mercenaries. The difference in combat strength was huge. In just a few rounds, two mercenaries fell into a pool of blood.
The mercenary captain was careless and his left arm was severed, causing him to let out a piercing roar of pain.
"Run!"
Cries and screams mingled in the crowd as the bandits hacked and slashed at the mercenaries and rushed toward the families of the guards and the caravan, clearly intending to kill first and then plunder.
Leila ran back as fast as she could with the other family members, but she didn't notice and tripped over a stone.
A robber caught up with her, grinning maliciously as he raised his long knife, ready to end her life.
Sudden.
A series of muffled tremors began to rumble from the ground, as if a massive army was approaching. The tremors grew stronger and stronger, and the earth itself began to shake slightly.
The robbers stopped abruptly, turning to look in the direction from which the tremor had come, their eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief.
In the distance, at the edge of the wilderness, a group of several hundred people were seen riding horses rapidly toward them.
Hundreds of packhorses galloped forward, their varying heights and builds creating an imposing and awe-inspiring sight.
Leila looked at the face in front of her that haunted her dreams, tears streaming down her face, her lips trembling as she cried out his name.
"Anthony!"
When Anthony, who was running at the front of the group, saw the mercenary lying in a pool of blood and then saw Leila curled up on the ground, a huge rage instantly ignited in his heart!
He spurred his horse hard on its flanks, and the horse neighed and suddenly accelerated, charging straight towards the mid-level extraordinary bandit, with the Chiffon Legion close behind.
The robbers were greatly alarmed.
Although he was a mid-level transcendent, he dared not be careless in the face of hundreds of people charging at him, and quickly raised his long sword to parry.
With a crisp "ding," the life force infused into the longsword diminished slightly.
That's when he realized...
The two hundred-plus people charging ahead on horseback were all at the initial stage of the Transcendent Realm!
Which army has been mobilized?!
Just as he was in shock, enemy troops kept brushing past him, their dense barbs forming an iron net as they slashed at him.
Two cuts.
Four cuts.
Eight cuts.
The long knives in their hands were all imbued with a great deal of life force, forcing the robbers to constantly expend their own life force to put up a difficult resistance.
If the maintenance of his life force is stopped, his body's defenses will be broken instantly.
pity.
He didn't get a chance to retaliate; at the moment the nineteenth blow was about to strike, his intermediate-level extraordinary life force was exhausted.
puff!
A bloody gash appeared on his face from a slash!
Before he could scream, he was stabbed twice more in the neck and chest. The iron blades struck his bones, making his head buzz.
His vision was completely red, and his only remaining sense was that his skull was being repeatedly struck by metal.
click!
The skull was finally broken.
A long knife was embedded in his forehead.
Kevin rode past on horseback.
Bend over.
He grabbed his hair with his left hand.
His right hand swung ruthlessly.
A head with its face hacked to pieces was held in his hand!