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Chapter 59: Who Doesn't Have an Old Grandpa to Rely on!
The sound of fighting stopped. The militiamen and the horse bandits were facing each other across the narrow passageway door of the watchtower.
To strengthen the defense, there was a passageway about five or six meters long from the entrance of the stone fort of the watchtower to the main hall, which could only allow two people to walk side by side.
There were rooms opened from the inside behind the walls on both sides, and there were also small windows in the stone walls for shooting, which could be used to stop the enemy's attack.
But now most of the rooms in the watchtower had collapsed, and the horse bandits were all gathered in the main hall.
After a fierce battle, only the leader of the horse bandits and four other people, as well as Monk Lawrence and his two armed retainers, were left on the horse bandits' side.
Monk Lawrence, who had been hiding in the main hall, hurriedly put on his holy golden - embroidered white robe and held a religious scripture in his hand.
He appeared on the other side of the passageway, with a faint golden light emanating from his body, looking solemn and serious. He shouted, "I am a believer in the Holy Light and your father! Those who believe in me, I will forgive your souls! Those who don't believe! You will surely be punished by the Holy Light!"
Both the militiamen and the horse bandits silently watched his performance.
Monk Lawrence was extremely surprised by this awkward silence. In his subconscious, people feared the Holy Light more than they feared death. At this moment, they should have retreated or even knelt down to pray.
But then he realized that this was the Northern Region, and the Holy Light didn't work well here.
The people in the Northern Region didn't have the Holy Light faith! They were all heretics!
So he decided to get serious and began to whisper long prayers that others couldn't understand.
The faint golden light on his body began to converge. Moreover, the light around his body quickly dimmed, and he became as pale as if the color had faded from a portrait.
The already very dark main hall seemed to suddenly turn to night, and it was even a bit hard to see people's faces clearly.
Shadow Word: Agony!
As Monk Lawrence shouted and pointed his finger, Leo instantly felt as if he had been struck by a knife on the head. Severe pain came from his forehead, as if his soul was about to be split apart.
This was a world with magic!
In the midst of the severe pain, a thought suddenly popped into Leo's mind.
And I was just casually watching him cast the spell!
"Hmm?"
In an instant, a puzzled voice came from the depths of his mind, and then a powerful and inexplicable spiritual force came from the depths of his mind.
It was as if a gentle breeze was caressing his face, and the severe pain of his soul being burned instantly disappeared, leaving only a refreshing cool feeling.
The pain just now seemed to be just an illusion.
Understanding what was going on, Leo shouted in his heart, "Master Bobak, I love you!"
The great druid Bobak replied gently, "You're welcome."
The childish voice of Freya also came from afar, "Hey, Leo, I love you too!"
Originally, Leo thought that the soul - linking spell released by Bobak could only be used for communication, but unexpectedly, it also had a long - distance dispelling function!
In the face of Bobak's powerful soul power, this lowest - level curse spell was like a puff of light smoke being blown away by the wind.
Leo was very happy for a moment. Who doesn't have an old grandpa to back them up!
To outsiders, Leo merely frowned briefly, then regained his normal expression, with a gentle smile on his lips.
It's just as negligible as smelling a fart, and it's even from a lovestruck sweetheart!
The caster of the curse, Monk Lawrence, couldn't believe his eyes.
Even an extraordinary person in the transcendent realm after awakening would lose their combat effectiveness for a while under his Dark Word Spell curse due to mental shock and soul - burning.
How could this ordinary boy in front of him be completely unaffected?
According to the normal plot development, he should have dropped his weapon, knelt on the ground wailing, and scared his militiamen into surrendering their weapons.
The leader of the horse bandits looked at Monk Lawrence like he was an idiot. Having no knowledge of magic, he thought the so - called holy man was trying to deceive them again.
At this point, who would still be deceived by you?
It was time to show his true strength!
He pushed aside Monk Lawrence, who was still in a state of doubting himself, and stepped forward.
He shouted at Leo: "You! Damn it! You've killed my men all over the place. How about we settle this one - on - one?"
In a one - on - one fight, he wasn't afraid of anyone below the awakening realm!
That's how the former leader died.
Leo could hardly understand the strange Western border accent of the leader of the horse bandits. He stared at him with a scowl: "What the hell are you babbling about?"
He took the crossbow from Ivan beside him and pulled the trigger at the leader of the horse bandits.
"Still blabbering?"
The leader of the horse bandits looked at the crossbow bolt that had almost penetrated his chest in disbelief. He covered his chest with one hand and pointed at Leo with the other: "You! You... play dirty..."
Before he could finish his words, he fell to the ground.
Who do you think you are, yapping at me? Even kobolds ain't that gutsy!
Leo looked coldly at the body of the leader of the horse bandits and shouted at the remaining horse bandits: "Put down your weapons and come out to surrender! Those who lay down their arms will not be killed!"
Seeing the remaining horse bandits hesitating obviously, Monk Lawrence shouted: "Don't listen to him! Let's hold the passageway. They won't be able to break in!"
Under his command, two armed retainers raised their fan - shaped shields and blocked the passageway exit.
However, the militiamen tried to shoot the horse bandits inside the passageway with their crossbows, but their shots were blocked by the battle - experienced armed retainers with their shields.
Leo didn't intend to sacrifice the militiamen's lives for a frontal attack. He simply waved his hand and said, "Burn them alive!"
Immediately, half of the militiamen continued to block the entrance, while the other half went to collect firewood and threw it into the passageway, intending to burn the horse bandits inside alive.
The main hall inside wasn't large, and there were only a few rooms with no other exits. After half an hour of burning, the smoke alone could suffocate them.
At this time, Ujin led a group of militiamen who had been lying in ambush outside and entered. After meeting up with Leo, he lowered his head, not daring to look at him.
Almost every one of the eleven militiamen was injured. One militiaman's fur armor on his back was split open, revealing a huge gash. Although his wound was bandaged, his face was as white as a sheet, and he could hardly stand steadily.
"What happened?" Leo asked, frowning.
Ujin stammered: "We fought several rounds of close - combat with the enemy, but don't worry. None of them got away. We killed them all."
Leo looked at him and immediately guessed the reason. He whispered, "I'll settle scores with you later."
As it turned out, seeing only five horse bandits left after the attack, Ujin thought his eleven - man group of militiamen had the advantage. So he led his men to charge forward.
Unexpectedly, these horse bandits were all seasoned old outlaws who had a long list of kills. They had far more combat experience than the militiamen.
Previously, in the face of the volley of short spears and crossbows, the horse bandits' performance was mediocre, even appearing a bit clumsy.
But when it came to face - to - face hacking, the difference in combat effectiveness showed.
At the first clash, several militiamen were wounded. Their shields couldn't stop the bandits' tricky swordsmanship.
The horse bandits were as slippery as eels, and the militiamen's short swords couldn't even touch them.
Fortunately, Leo's daily training paid off. Even when charging, the militiamen subconsciously maintained their Shield formation. Once they were at a slight disadvantage, they immediately grouped together.
With the cooperation of the Shield formation, the militiamen covered each other and coordinated their attacks, returning to their training state. Then they managed to kill the five horse bandits.
On the open ground in front of the watchtower, the militiamen picked up some firewood. They also added several tents and felt sleeping blankets of the horse bandits, threw them into the passageway, and lit the fire. Immediately, thick smoke billowed.
Seeing the fire starting to burn, the people inside finally panicked. Only then did Monk Lawrence shout in a hurry: "Charge out! Charge out! Fight them to the death!"