Chapter 20, Bloody Battle at the Dock (Part 2)

PS. The introduction of the setting and narration in the first few chapters is a bit long, and I was criticized. I will correct it in the future, and it must be based on the plot.

"Help, help!"

"The lord's reinforcements haven't arrived yet?"

The situation is not good! Now, it was the turn of the dock guards' morale to become unstable. The militiamen looked at the huge water ghost king with fear in their eyes, and the guards who had been fighting for a long time swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The water ghost king forcibly pulled out the head of the dead guard, and it howled triumphantly. The guards at the pier couldn't help taking a step back collectively. The chief guard was very anxious when he saw this. Only the forty guards on the pier were left. With less than thirty people, the morale has not collapsed under the circumstances of such a large battle loss. It still depends on having a brave kingdom knight leading them, otherwise, the dock guards probably would have fled long ago.

"So what about the water ghost king, let me defeat it!" Banda thought that it was time for him to perform.

"No, Banda, don't go up!" Wilt exclaimed, that is the water ghost king whose challenge level is at least the elite intermediate level, and the posture of the water ghosts today is obviously a bit wrong!

Normally, the eyeballs of the water ghosts are always black, but today, from the water ghost to the water ghost king, all the eyeballs are strangely red.

There must be something wrong!

"Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" the water ghost king quickly noticed the young man rushing towards him, raised the mace in his hand high, and then slammed it down towards Banda.

"Hmm!" Banda could only quickly dodge to the side. Under the guidance of Wilt, his basic skills were still very solid, and the huge mace hit the ground, setting off countless smoke and dust.

The mercenary's leather armor was covered with dust. Just as Banda raised his sword to attack again, in the smoke and dust, a huge mace swept directly from below. Great, he quickly returned to the sword to defend.

"Bang!!!" There was the sound of clashing metal and iron, and at the same time there was the scream of the little mercenary. In the thick smoke, a body flew upside down and fell to the ground.

It was Banda, his two-handed long sword flew into the sky, his right hand was severely deformed, the little mercenary gritted his teeth, his face was covered with cold sweat, obviously enduring great pain.

Not far from him, a huge monster was walking slowly with a large mace.

The heavy steps stepped on the soft sand, but it hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

"Banda!" Everyone in the blood ax mercenary group shouted, and Wilt howled like his liver and gallbladder were splitting. He kicked the water ghost next to him away and moved towards his beloved disciple. He ran, but the distance between the two of them was still thirty or forty meters away.

"Damn it." Teresa's silver eyes were fixed on the battlefield. Since Banda ran far away, it was beyond the range of the hand gun. The female sorceress subconsciously wanted to mobilize her magic power, but found that there was nothing , She had already overdrawn her blood power once two days ago, and if she overdraws her blood power again, she may even lose her rank—Teresa just broke through the legend not long ago, so the female sorceress resolutely gave up after a little weighing, for a A weak mercenary who has nothing to do with him is not worth it at all.

Just when Teresa gave up, the tall figure of the Water Ghost King walked out of the smoke and dust. The tall monster roared presumptuously, and then raised the huge mace in his hand: "Ooooh!"

"No!!!" The huge mace fell high.

Banda closed his eyes subconsciously.

"Bang!" There was no pain as imagined, only the sound of metal and iron clashing.

"Life is precious. Of course you can give up your life for a great ideal, but it is not in this category to die beyond your means." A faint voice sounded in front of Banda, and the tall figure held a warhammer, blocking the huge Mace: "Please understand the difference between sacrifice and death."

"Your recklessness may well cost you your life,

And once life is over, then everything is over, I hope this moment today can make you grow, Banda. "

After finishing speaking, Ryan began to exert all his strength. At this time, Ryan knew that everyone's hopes were pinned on him. Because of his bravery and strength, the defenders have persisted until now. Similarly, if he loses, the defenders It also completely collapsed.

The time has come to decide victory or defeat.

The huge mace and the head of the warhammer clashed together. The huge sound and air waves stirred up dust, flying sand and rocks, and everyone on the pier could barely open their eyes.

When Banda opened his eyes again, what he saw was an unbelievable scene. The mace of the Water Ghost King was actually bounced off by Ryan's war hammer!

Ryan has more power than the water ghost king!

Another attack, the mace was bounced away again, the water ghost king was shocked back a few steps, it looked at the human in disbelief, it couldn't believe that he had such powerful strength.

"Okay! As expected of Mr. Sledgehammer Ryan, he really lives up to his reputation!" Lauritz exclaimed excitedly. The outcome of this fight is already doomed.

What are the attack methods of low IQ water ghosts?

It's nothing more than scratching and biting, and what they can rely on is nothing more than powerful strength and sharp minions, and when Ryan can defeat the Water Ghost King by strength alone, he has no possibility of losing!

"Yeah yeah!!!" The pier was full of cheers from the guards and militiamen. The water ghosts had realized that their king could not defeat this terrible knight, so they fled in all directions. The guards and militiamen knew that they were making war The time has come, so I took the opportunity to charge and kill, and took the opportunity to get a few more heads in exchange for rewards.

Even the Water Ghost King is aware of this problem, its most proud power cannot defeat this knight, it is no longer

There would be any chance of winning, so the leader who was still majestic and proud before threw the huge mace at Ryan, and then gave up his weapon without hesitation, and fled. The huge figure fled. It looked rather ridiculous.

Ryan blocked the flying mace, and he couldn't help but slow down because of this, but it didn't bother Ryan, he had seen this kind of situation a lot, and he pulled out the back of his belt. A throwing knife with a blade coated in yellow oil.

This is the "legacy" left by his former teammates.

This knife of mine is a Poison Blade smeared with poison!

Ryan grabbed the handle of the flying knife, his pupils narrowed a little, and the flying knife was released with a flick of his wrist.

Taste my flying knife of justice!

The shining blade swirled several times in the air, pierced the sky, and pierced through the Water Ghost King's right knee from behind. By then, Ryan had already rushed to its side.

The two-handed war hammer was thrown aside by the man, and he reached out to pick up a standard long sword that fell on the ground.

The trapped beast was still fighting, and the water ghost king struggled and swung his sharp claws towards Ryan, but the blade was unimpeded. Howling, the cold blade and the sword passed through its chest.

The Water Ghost King's body struggled a few times, then completely stopped moving.

"Victory!!!" "Victory!!!" "Victory!!!"

"We won!!!"

When Willard led his army to the pier, what he saw was the finished battlefield. The corpses of water ghosts covered half of the pier, and the soldiers were counting casualties and cleaning the battlefield. In the small-scale battle of the water ghosts, three pier guards died, and a dozen people were injured, and two of them lost their arms. Even if they recover from their injuries, they can only retire.

The militiamen had fewer casualties, and Ryan didn't feel surprised about this. The most useful thing about militiamen is to raise their flags and grow louder. In battle, their main purpose is to save their lives first, and they will always ensure their own safety. It is almost impossible for them to charge and fight to the death unless the situation of the battle is already one-sided.

Without a proper leader, militias are basically doomed in battle.

"You are an excellent fighter, Ryan, just like your father when he was young." Villard approached with a tomahawk: "Thank you, Ryan, if it weren't for you, many fathers and husbands would have died in this battle. "

"It's okay, remember to give me the 20% discount of Shuiguiya, this is what I deserve." Ryan nodded with a smile, and he retracted his two-handed sword into the scabbard behind his back.

"Of course!" This is an unwritten rule. It is a commonly known rule on the mainland. In a battle, the person who provides key information and the person who kills the enemy leader can each get 20% of the spoils.

Ignoring Banda who was lying on the ground and receiving treatment, Ryan walked to Theresa's side: "Teresa? Are you okay?"

Even after going through a fierce battle, Ryan's clothing was not damaged at all, but was stained with some green blood. The sorceress did not let any water ghosts approach her within 20 meters. Seeing Ryan's return, She raised her pistol: "I thought you'd settle the fight faster."

"It should have been faster, I think you have noticed that something is wrong with these beasts, their eyes are blood red, I can feel the power of the blood god from it, the water ghosts are under control, they are driven to attack the pier, If Mr. Willard hadn't promulgated the sea ban..." Thinking of this, Ryan felt a little scared.

"Then we will encounter these water ghosts when we go out to sea, and the bottom of the boat will be pierced, and we will have to fight these beasts in the water!" The sorceress reacted quite quickly, and she also felt dizzy at the thought of this possibility. Numb.

Fighting water ghosts in the water is a very stupid idea, humans are not a race that is good at swimming.

"We'd better not let the lord know that these water ghosts may be attracted by us, so that we may start our journey earlier." Ryan listened to the sorceress and asked, and got the sorceress' positive answer, Villar De led the soldiers to clean up the battlefield. The water ghost's teeth are a kind of alchemy material. Passing casters will always go to the lord's residence to recover these things. Some things, Ryan thinks it's better not to let Villard know.

Although the blood ax mercenary group was the first to arrive, they were the last to join the battlefield. Except for Boris and Werther who had charged ahead and killed the water ghost, most of the mercenaries even had swords. No blood was seen, and the battle was over.

Because of this, there was a fierce quarrel between the militiamen and the mercenaries regarding the distribution of the spoils.

"Everyone has a share in the battle, why should we give it to us!" The mercenary with a short knife and a long bow on his back was arguing with the militiamen. He had short golden curly hair and a lot of pockmarks on his face. There's a scar, too, but if you ignore that, he's still pretty handsome.

Ryan recognized him. He was an ordinary ranger in the mercenary group, named Simon, a very common name.

"Everyone has a share? You greedy mercenaries, you came in at the last moment, how many monsters have you killed in total? You have the nerve to ask for a share! Go away! Otherwise, I will be called a soldier!" an old man said the militiaman impatiently.

"I killed a water ghost with my own hands!"

"I even killed three with my own hands!"

"Anyway, this is mine, bring it!" The young mercenary anxiously went up to snatch the water ghost tooth. A small bag of this kind of tooth can be sold for dozens of silver coins, which is also a lot of money.

"No!" The old militiaman slammed the sack into his arms, Simon anxiously wanted to grab it, and the two wrestled together like this.

This behavior attracted the attention of many people, and the scene fell silent.

The old militiaman was pushed to the ground, the bag in his hand was torn, and the water ghost's teeth were scattered all over the ground.

Even Ryan and Teresa, who were discussing what to do next, were attracted.

All because, after the militiaman fell to the ground, everyone discovered that a wooden prosthesis was exposed from under the militiaman's robe. Because the master fell to the ground, the prosthetic limb detached from his right leg and lay alone on the ground .

This aged militiaman is a disabled man!

Falling to the ground, the old militiaman watched Shui Guiya scattered on the ground and tried to stand up, but how could he stand up easily without a leg? He struggled a few times, his aging body felt a pain, and he had to stop struggling temporarily.

"That's enough, the cripple is going to go to the battlefield too? Do you want to use this injured leg as a battle wound?" A mercenary sneered disapprovingly.

"Yeah, old trash, this is for you, you might need it, hahahaha~" Simon took a wooden stick out of nowhere and threw it on the old militiaman: "Be careful not to fall, hahahaha !"

"...Let me just say, it's too much for Old Terry to insist on going to the battlefield at this age!" Some soldiers also whispered: "Maybe he was an excellent fighter twenty years ago, but now he is just Just a bastard."

"Crippled old man, you should go home and raise pigs, the pigsty is where you should be, hahahaha~" Someone in the mercenary group heard the whispers of the soldiers and laughed loudly: "It's just right, You don't need both legs to feed a pig, right?"

"Yeah, but not necessarily on the battlefield~"

"Enough is enough, don't talk about it, Old Terry is also a retired veteran, please save him some face! Don't you think you will be lame, disabled, and old? People will mock you like this? "A soldier stood up and made a haha.

"Okay, okay!" Simon collected the water ghost teeth and put them back into the bag, and then threw them on the face of the old veteran Terry: "Forget about old things, I'm too lazy to snatch them from you. I have sent you to retire, and I would like to advise you, an old cripple like you should go home to retire, and don't come out to make a fool of yourself."

The old soldier bowed his head silently, his hands tightly grasped the sand on the ground, his fists were clenched tightly, two lines of hot tears flowed from his eyes, he felt humiliated, deeply humiliated.

Since when did he become so vulnerable, he was also a good soldier.

"In the future, what will future bards say about this paragraph?" Old Terry cried full of humiliation and grief: "A veteran who lost a leg because of defending his home and country, his role is to let the damned mercenary gossip Are you making fun of us? What are you people without us?"

"Oh! You think too highly of yourself, old man! The bards won't write a story for you at all. If I ask you, you may... Ugh!!!" Simon waited to say something. A strong arm pinched his throat like this, lifting him up like a chick.

It was Ryan. He suppressed his anger and said softly, "Apologize to this gentleman, right away!"

"Mr. Ryan?!" Simon was stunned. He really couldn't figure out why the Lord Knight of the Kingdom would intervene in this matter?

"Apologize, now!"

"Mr. Lane, I..."

"Apologize to me right now! Or I'll crush your neck!"

"Yes... yes!!! I'm sorry!!!"