Chapter 345: Chapter 339, Is Everything Worth It_l
The sudden shower of arrows startled everyone.
Just as Fang Hao and his comrades had guessed, they were ambushed.
Arrow after arrow shot out from the woods.
“Defend! Overturn the carts, block the arrows!” Hoyle commanded loudly. The guards raised their shields while also toppling the carts laden with supplies, blocking the barrage of arrows.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Before they could set up defenses, another hail of arrows shot out from the dense forest on the other side.
A large number of guards were hit by the arrows, howling in pain as they fell into pools of blood.
The rest quickly took cover in the center of the carts.
Fang Hao and his two companions were even more prepared than the others.
The moment the arrows were fired, they quickly found cover, avoiding the incoming arrows.
“Boss, this mission ain’t going well,” said Zhang Bin, leaning against their cover with a serious look.
Fang Hao nodded.
Considering the intensity of the enemy’s arrow fire, the number of enemies definitely exceeded their own.
Another group of guards had just fallen. They were clearly at a disadvantage. “Wait, where’s Mullen?” Fang Hao suddenly realized that the main character of the mission was missing.
The three immediately looked towards the noble carriage five meters away.
The originally luxurious carriage was now full of arrows, looking like a giant porcupine.
Simultaneously, Mullen’s heart-wrenching screams could be heard from the carriage.
“Commander Hoyle, save me, I’ve been shot in the thigh, it hurts…”
Damn, this fat man didn’t get down.
Mullen’s cry for help lured enemies from the forests on both sides. Yet another barrage of arrows rained down on the noble carriage. Even the sturdy carriage began to collapse and fall apart under the onslaught. Boom! Boom! Boom!
“Ah! Ah…” Mullen screamed loudly in fright.
Upon hearing Mullen’s cries,
Hoyle cut off the rope connecting the horses with a single slash of his sword called two guards, and lifted a flipped cart for cover, advancing to the front the carriage.
The two carriages formed a ‘low wall’, each blocking incoming attacks from one side.
Bang!
Kicking open the carriage door, he dragged out the flailing and wailing Mullen from the carriage.
Then he continued to use the cart for cover, returning to the group with Mullen. Commander Hoyle demonstrated his extraordinary determination, rescuing Mullen quickly and without hesitation.
After putting Mullen to one side, he immediately instructed the group to set up defensive positions.
After the shower of arrows would come close combat.
“How are you, do you have any healing potions?” Dong Jiayue approached with her bandages ready.
There was an arrow in Mullen’s thigh and another in his arm. Perhaps because he was fat and had a massive amount of blood, he was now completely dyed red with his own blood.
It was a rather scary sight.
He was the mission target and he could not die here.
Yes, I only have two bottles, I was worried about facing danger on the road, so
Shut up and drink the potion,” Dong Jiayue sternly interrupted, bandaging Mullen’s wounds.
Meanwhile,
Fang Hao, hidden behind the cart, had summoned his Frost Armor, cloaked in a pale blue aura. His second spell, Swirling Mist, was also ready.
As the Magic Wand radiated light,
A thick mist spread around them, blocking the enemies’ vision.
The incoming arrows instantly decreased by a large extent,
Greatly relieving the pressure on everyone. Some warriors even took advantage of the mist to drag over their wounded companions.
Hoyle, the commander, looked at Fang Hao in surprise and merely gave a slight nod without saying anything more.
“Boss, let’s hit them with a ‘Meteor Smashing into Earth’,” Zhang Bin said softly, noticing the effect was good.
He was referring to the innate skill, Starfire, of the Starfire Wand. It could summon a meteor to attack a specific region, causing an explosion. Starfire was indeed powerful, but it had clear drawbacks: slow formation and high consumption.
Fang Hao also wanted to hit them hard and send them packing right then and there—a one-way ticket to the afterlife.
He was just about to open up the Magic Potion, drink it and release Starfire.
Suddenly, Hoyle said, “Prepare for hand-to-hand combat, they’re about to make their move.”
All the soldiers drew their longswords from their waists, waiting, their faces serious.
At this time, Fang Hao and the others also noticed that the arrows from both sides had stopped.
Without needing confirmation, they could hear rustling from the bushes around them and footsteps steadily closing in.
Fang Hao immediately switched the spell he was consolidating from Starfire and summoned Wood Element Spirits instead.
With a flash of light, three Wood Spirits appeared before them.
The footsteps were getting louder, close enough to reach them.
Fang Hao pulled out the knight’s sword from his waist and tightly gripped the wand in his other hand.
Zhang Bin and Dong Jiayue also took out their weapons, preparing to face the impending attack.
“Kill!”
With the first enemy getting past the wagon barricade, the battle cry rang out.
“Release ‘Entanglement’,” Fang Hao commanded.
The three Wood Spirits released the skill, ‘Entanglement’, in three different directions.
Vines grew from the ground, binding the enemies’ feet, stopping them from advancing.
This presented the guards with an opportunity to counterattack. Going past the wagon, they attacked the immobilized enemy.
Bang!
Fang Hao’s fire arrow formed and immediately hit an enemy who was pouncing towards them.
The enemy flew backward, knocking over his companions behind him.
His other hand, gripping the knight’s sword, relentlessly slew enemies, reaping their lives.
The three stood back-to-back, killing the charging enemies.
The combined effects of the Wood Spirits’ Entanglement and the Swirling Mist gave their side a significant advantage.
After a fierce fight, the size of the enemy forces significantly dwindled.
When the last enemy was slain, the battle was declared over.
The mist had considerably dissipated.
Mournful groans from the wounded could be heard all around.
“Treat the wounded. All enemy wounded are to be executed,” Hoyle commanded coldly.
All the soldiers, weary as they were, sprung back into action.
Those enemies who were still alive were executed, one by one.
“Lord Mullen, are you okay?” Fang Hao squatted down and asked Mullen.
“I’m fine. Are all those men dead? Bandits again?” Mullen sat on the ground, still dazed, but managed to ask.
Fang Hao shook his head, “Judging by their attire, they don’t seem like bandits.
They look more like the city guard from a nearby city.”
Upon hearing this, Mullen’s expression quickly became anxious.
The city guard from a nearby city had ambushed them, waiting for their movement.
The identity of this group would not be too hard to guess.
“Why is everyone opposing me becoming City Lord, not giving me even one chance.” There was a sense of defeat in Mullen’s voice.
“Every successful person in the past had to go through trials. This might be your trial. Now that we’ve come this far, you must become the City Lord. Otherwise, it would not honor the soldiers who died escorting you,” Fang Hao leaned over and encouraged him, fearing that he may give up his chance at becoming City Lord.
Mullen lifted his head, looking at the severely wounded and decimated troop of soldiers.
Out of two hundred men, only dozens were left.
“Is all of this worth it?”
“That depends on whether you can become an excellent City Lord,” Fang Hao responded, grabbing a Magic Potion and drinking it.