The ranger in charge of reconnaissance discovered a mercenary group heading to the Golden Oak Village.
They were faster than Kalena expected, but many mercenaries rode on mounts.
Some of the Jondas were clutching tall warhors and wearing leather vests, while most other riders just made do with saddles and blankets.
Mercenaries without horseback could only follow the team, with dust tangled on their faces and sweat spots on their leather armor.
Jondas has a slim figure, slightly brown skin, and the hair color is mostly golden, while the eyes are green or brown.
As a pastor of the Church of Mother Earth, Kalena could see the identity and origin of these mercenaries at a glance.
Jondas is composed of a series of alliance city-states and small towns scattered on the southern shore of the Descent Sea, which makes it hard for the priest to imagine that this is the country where merchants who settled in the powerful Sambiya were born.
However, now, because of the decline of honor, the greedy ambition of the rulers, and the enemies surrounding them, Jondas is an increasingly dark land.
"I didn't expect there would be so many riders," said the Ranger, who was in charge of the reconnaissance. "It's obvious that this must be the mercenary that Santalin will hire."
"That's right." Kalena nodded slightly.
She brushed past the hair that blocked her eyes. It was a sunny sky, and flying insects sang in the steaming air.
The "Watcher" Rangers' unit led by her stood in the cherry forest of a slave owner's manor whose head was cut off by the lord of Mokou Town, which was filled with fragrance in the scorching sun.
The flowers have long withered, and the sweet and sour red fruits hang on the branches.
They can be ripe and pick in about five days, but Kalena couldn't help but wonder if anyone could survive the cherries when they ripened.
The Jondas slowly approached, along the dusty country trails, through fields that had been reclaimed in the sun.
About a hundred meters, their path would take them by the cherry forest where Kalena and her soldiers were waiting for.
The clearly angular ranger frowned and said to her, "These cavalry ruined your combat plan, the high priest. Maybe it would be a wise move to let them go. After all, most of the villagers in the five villages have already taken refuge in Mokou Town. These bandits will only find an uninhabited village. Moreover, we have too few people and are too scattered to deal with this mercenary group of more than 200 people."
Kalena studied the mercenaries close to her and measured them for a long time.
Then she shook her head, "No, let's go on. Mother Earth is above, and I suspect that many of them will not be able to fight us on horseback."
"Don't underestimate the mercenaries, there are definitely spellcasters inside." Ranger reminded.
"Believe me, Dean, I have made this mistake once. I do hope there are fewer riders over there and more bows and arrows here. However, since we have taken over the task assigned to us by the Lord of Mokou Town, we cannot allow the enemy to destroy the fertile fields and villages. We must clean up any enemy who tries to get close to the area of ​​Mokou Town."
Kalena smiled slightly, her eyes kept moving forward for a moment, and said, "Tell us the warriors, aim at anyone riding on the horses, those people should be good at riding and fighting."
She waited for a short while, and the mercenaries got closer.
The air was heavy and humid, and it was like this in this vast green field, and the fragrance of the lost flowers was still lingering in her mind.
"Now?" Ranger Dean asked.
Kalena smiled confidently, "It's now."
She finished answering and raised her hand to make a brief gesture.
Fifteen rangers hiding in the cherry forest raised their white bows and flew arrows, and shot into the mercenary team in Jin Oak Village.
The time of three beats of heartbeats, chaos broke out in the mercenary team.
The silver rain of death fell on the riders.
They wailed, falling from the saddle, and sharp arrows shot through their throats or chests.
The rest of the people who were not killed by the ranger but were trapped by him were screaming in sudden severe pain and frightened anger.
The horses neighed and scattered, the infantry was scattered, and another wave of arrows followed, shooting further into the rear of the human team.
Despite being caught off guard, the Jondas is not vulnerable.
Amid the roar and curse, the human mercenaries began to act in the third wave of arrow rain that was still passing through the sky.
The infantry raised a diamond-shaped shield to block their shoulders, and quickly stepped side by side to bend their knees, chaining the shield into a wall of leather and wood to resist the Ranger's sharp arrows.
The crossbowman approached behind the shield wall and began to shoot at the woods, hissing and whizzing through the air sounded in Kalena's mind.
A captain who was close to the mercenary leader shook his sword out of the sheath and avoided a large number of feather arrows that had passed by him.
"Come on, you guys!"
He yelled, shouting provocation at the invisible archers, leading twenty riders straight into the cherry forest.
But Kalena accurately shot through the heart and fell off the horse.
"Be careful of the flanking!" Ranger Dean quickly warned, "They want to encircle us here."
"I saw them," Kalena replied with a smile, but they had to deal with the Jondas who were rampaging in the woods first.
She pointed to the riders who rushed towards the hiding place of the Rangers, and said calmly, "Do that first!"
A wizard in the Watchmen's unit nodded.
He skillfully took out a pinch of silver powder from his small pouch.
As he waved his hand to disperse the powder into the air, a spell of deadly spell quickly came out and pointed directly at the approaching rider.
Each powder on his fingertips turned into long silver-white ice needles, flying away to the arrows, and taking the cavalry that rushed towards him.
The shining fragments penetrated the breastplate and chain armor shirt, as if they were wearing broken white. After a moment, a deadly frost burst out with a piece of white light.
The former Joandath riders were the first to be blasted into loose sand by the deadly ice needle hail, and the people and horses were penetrated and cooled, or burned by unbearable coldness, so that their bodies were covered with snow and blood clotted into ice.
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Kalena couldn't help but retreat, but she patted the wizard on the shoulder and ordered, "Retreat now! They might be releasing their spells."
The two rangers rushed back about a hundred meters and walked among the woods.
Sure enough, a violent flame burst out in the woods, just where they were standing.
A wave of heat with sulfur smell lifted Kalena's cloak onto her shoulders and burned a trace of her hair.
She ran about a hundred meters, shrank behind a tree, and quickly considered the raid.
Arrows were still roaring into the Jondas team on the road, but there were much fewer than before.
Rangers cruised while shooting to avoid being targeted.
Kalena could see the cavalry sweeping the orchard at a glance, restraining the firepower of the archers on her flank.
In just a moment, she and the warriors would be surrounded in the woods, although her "Watchmen" ranger was enough to rely on scimitars and long swords to make them act as fertilizer for the cherry tree.
But the battle in Mokou Town is far from over. She doesn't want to waste her precious magic on this group of mercenaries.
She held a holy emblem hanging in front of her heart and chanted a magic spell.
The magic trick passed her words to all the rangers in the forest, whether they were close or hundreds of steps apart.
"Retreat immediately!" she ordered them, "Go to the second line of defense, hurry!"
Fifteen rangers turned around and rushed north to the distance of the Great Fruit Forest.
Kalena glanced at her Rangers, and appeared or appeared as they swept over the trees beside them.
She could hear the curses of humans far behind her, and the Jondas had not taken too long to realize that their ambushers were retreating.
The mercenaries arrived at the edge of the fruit forest and rushed into the fields far away.
Kalena increased her pace and ran at full speed, knowing her and her soldiers without any cover.
At first glance, most of her warriors were still following her, and the rangers followed her silently in the fields.
But when they swept across the west, only two hundred meters away, sixty cavalry appeared, chasing them around the edge of the Great Fruit Forest.
"High Priest!" Ranger Dean shouted worriedly.
"Don't worry, I've seen them!" she replied, giving them an encouraging smile, "Try harder!"
After passing through the fields, a long and low ridge was covered with dense bushes lying like a crossing of green walls.
Kalena ventured to look back from her shoulders and changed her way to the right, gradually moving away from the rushing cavalry, so that it would take them longer to run over his warriors.
The scorching sun shone on her, and the waist-length bushes forced her to take steps long and big, rather than running, it was like a trekking.
She stared at the dark bushes in front of her and tried her best to keep her speed. Sweat flowed on her face, and the damp air was as sticky as honey in her lungs.
Behind her, she could hear the sound of the riders following behind.
The mercenaries roared rudely in their tone of victory, while the rangers and warriors were less than fifty meters away from the bushes there.
A horn sounded from somewhere in the forest ahead.
Kalena shouted suddenly at her soldiers, "Get down!"
She pounced on her head into the tall shrub, and branches brushed across her face and arms.
And more than eighty long bows above her head were scattered.
Just under the protection of the trees ahead, it seemed that all the men in Golden Oak Village could be good at shooting, and some women were the same, raising their bows and shooting arrows at the cavalry who were planning to trample on the retreating ranger.
They are not as accurate as the Rangers, but some are comparable, and the rest are also good enough.
Horses roared and leaped, the cavalry fell into saddles, while the rest panicked under devastating shooting.
After three rounds of rapid volleys, combined with the attack magic of Kalena and others, the Jundas mercenaries were already dizzy, with most of the casualties and injuries. Only two or three horses fled from the green bushes and left their companions to ignore them.
Kalena and her Rangers jumped up and slowly ran into the cover of the bushes.
She found a goblin waiting for her, and there was an ogre on the side.
More wereggars, dog-headed villagers and troll farmers stood aside, their faces full of cold satisfaction.
They were wearing uneven armor, ranging from inch armor at all to old chain armor shirts or leather armor-studded hunting suits, but everyone was good at using bows, and many people even had swords and axes on their belts.
The people in Mokou Town should not behave like a good person. Kalena smiled and praised, "Good job, little goblin. If you hadn't fought so beautifully with your villagers, we would have been trampled by the cavalry."
"Ms. Kalena, you are too modest. I plan to try to wait until you hear the signal." The goblin holding the crossbow said a little embarrassedly, "I didn't expect them to follow you so quickly. Praise the Earth Goddess, you all walk fast and deal with a group of mercenaries without any problem."
"What should we do next, ma'am?" the ogre asked Kalena.
As a slave, after he recovered his freedom, he took the initiative to become the militia captain of Jin Oak Village.
The originally approachable ogre is completely different on the battlefield.
His gentle smile and relaxed laughter disappeared, replaced by determination and worry, and he said in a muffled voice, "How many more enemies do we have to face?"
“The battle is far from over.”
Kalena used the magic of reconnaissance, and the distant scene appeared clearly in her mind.
She closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, showing a kind smile to these humanoid creatures, "Now, I have an important task to you."
"There is a group of 500 zombies and orcs, who were provoked by the Santalin Society and rushed down from the Storm Horn Mountains and prepared to loot Mokou Town."
When the ogres and goblins heard this, their faces suddenly became ugly. The goblins stammered, "Then...what should we do?"
"Just listen to me, I promise to let you destroy them without any damage." A cunning flashed in Kalena's beautiful eyes, she smiled slightly, and said confidently:
"This bandit will pass through the grove of the druids in the Emerald Garden. Little Goblin, you will lead the way with a few zombies villagers, and then take the opportunity to set a fire in the grove of the druids, and someone will help us solve this threat."
"Is this really OK?" The goblin was startled when he heard this and said with fear, "I'm afraid that the zombies and orcs will eat me."
"Believe in yourself, use your eloquence, praise these brainless guys, and you will be spared."
Kalena smiled encouragingly and said to him, "Otherwise, the consequences of these more than 500 gnolls and orcs pouring into Mokou Town are unimaginable. Do you just want to watch your homeland be destroyed?"
"I definitely don't want to." The goblin replied without thinking, gritted his teeth and nodded, "No problem, Ms. Kalena, let me leave this task."
"This is a fireball scroll, will it be used?" Kalena handed a scroll to the goblin, "and then release the enemy into the woods immediately, and then escape as soon as possible."
"Of course I can use it. I once served as an assistant to a wizard." The goblin took the scroll, picked up a few ragged werewolfs, showed a martyr's expression, and walked towards the Storm Horn Mountains.
"May God Earth protect you."
Chapter completed!