Ancient Thieves (2)

　　"Boom."

　　The heavily armored knights, led by Old Wilson, begin their charge!

　　Although there are only less than two hundred of them, but the momentum of their charge is like a mountain overturning the sea, so that those thieves in front of them also appeared some panic.

　　"In the name of knightly glory, kill!"

　　Nearly two hundred knights in heavy armor, with one voice, shouted this slogan, which has become the soul of the knights in heavy armor.

　　The heavily armored knights led by old Wilson, with a loud slogan, rushed towards the thieves like a black torrent of unstoppable power.

　　Countless thieves, only a slight contact, were directly knocked away, the power of heavy armor knights, long ago in Blackwater City was proven, simply not ordinary knights can be compared, let alone these rabble of thieves?

　　Despite the large number of thieves, but as Merlin expected, with the impact of the heavily armored knights, this group of rabble, immediately scattered, countless thieves were trampled to death under the hooves of horses, emitting a burst of miserable screams.

　　"Damn, these cowardly and despicable nobles, how dare they rush over?"

　　The leader of this group of thieves, seeing the heavy armor knight constantly pounding in the group of thieves, invincible, simply can not touch any resistance, their faces also showed a trace of anger.

　　So the two leaders, with the fifty knights behind them, charged straight at old Wilson and the heavily armored knights.

　　Only fifty knights, and only wearing thin light armor, so to impact the old Wilson's heavy armor knights, that is simply looking for death, let people feel some unbelievable.

　　Although old Wilson felt strange, but did not hesitate, commanded the heavy armor knights, formed a charging formation, directly towards the fifty somewhat different thieves.

　　The two teams of knights, soon collided, and old Wilson took on two of the leaders directly.

　　"Flame Chop!"

　　Old Wilson has reached the critical point of the third-level elemental swordsman, just a little short of becoming a third-level elemental swordsman, coupled with the powerful power of its natural talent, the overall strength is almost infinitely close to the fourth-level elemental swordsman.

　　At this moment, although the old Wilson only used half of his power, but even the average second-level elemental swordsman, it is difficult to resist.

　　But these two bandit leaders, although there are no elemental fluctuations in their bodies, but the strength of their bodies alone, actually managed to easily resist the old Wilson's attack.

　　Not only is the old Wilson attack blocked, nearly two hundred heavy armor knights, a charge, not only did not give these thieves a devastating blow, but also broke a few heavy armor knights.

　　"No, something is odd!"

　　Merlin was in the distance, and his face changed slightly after seeing the fifty thieves.

　　Those fifty knights, very special, despite the absence of any elemental fluctuations on their bodies, indicating that they were not elemental swordsmen, their physical qualities were comparable to those of first-class elemental swordsmen.

　　Fifty thieves who could rival a first level elemental swordsman, even if they had no training among themselves and no cooperation to speak of, could be unimaginably effective just by gathering together.

　　Even the invincible heavy armor knights were at a disadvantage after encountering these special thieves.

　　Merlin is not worried about old Wilson, he is very clear about the strength of old Wilson, if the full force of the two bandit leaders, is not an opponent.

　　But if the time is long, then the loss of heavy armor knights, is definitely a large number, these heavy armor knights is the old Wilson more than ten years of hard work, the loss of any one, will make him heartbroken.

　　So, Merlin struck!

　　"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

　　A ball of fireball spells flew out, each ball of fire hitting a thief precisely, and since the thief and the heavily armored knight were currently entangled, there was no way to make the fireballs explode, they could only be removed one by one in a targeted manner.

　　But even then, Merlin cleared five thieves in the blink of an eye. His spiritual power is getting bigger and bigger, and his power to control spells is getting stronger and stronger, so now as long as he is within a hundred meters, where his spiritual power covers, Merlin is able to control it very precisely.

　　"It's the caster, get out of here, we're planted ..."

　　"Quickly report to the big chief, there are spell casters."

　　The two leaders of the thieves, who were already in danger under the old Wilson, just struggling to support it, now see Merlin's appearance, the heart is more desperate, immediately want to escape.

　　They have been perched in the huge unoccupied buffer zone between the Black Moon Kingdom and the Light Kingdom for years, so they know a lot about the mysterious and powerful spell casters in the Black Moon Kingdom, and know that with a spell caster like Merlin, they have no chance of winning.

　　But they want to leave now, but it's too late!

　　"Freezing spell!"

　　Merlin had long been on the two thieves, saw their attempts to escape, and immediately released a freezing spell.

　　"Click, click, click, click."

　　Ice crystals condensed and froze the two thief leaders directly. Even if they had physical qualities comparable to a second-level elemental swordsman, it was simply impossible to break free of Merlin's freezing spell.

　　"Bang."

　　With a single swing of his sword, old Wilson cut one of the bandit leaders into two, splattering blood all over the floor.

　　Seeing that old Wilson wanted to kill another bandit leader as well, Merlin hurriedly came to the side of old Wilson and whispered, "Father, this one is useful to keep."

　　Old Wilson nodded, and then turned around, rushing towards the other thieves.

　　There were originally fifty thieves, five were blown away by Merlin directly, and then seeing Merlin subdue the two leaders, some of them started to flee the battlefield.

　　Later and then a rush by the old Wilson who drew his body, fifty thieves comparable to a level one elemental swordsman, there were only two dozen left, fleeing in disarray.

　　Old Wilson regrouped the heavy armor knights, counted them, and sent down this battle, actually lost fifteen heavy armor knights. Originally there were only one hundred and eighty-five heavy armor knights, but now there are only one hundred and seventy left.

　　The loss of so many, the old Wilson is very painful, when he led the heavy armor knights, and the church guardian swordsmen disguised thieves fighting, and later on the impact of the Blackwater City, the city defense regiment knights, a total of only fifteen losses.

　　And now, against a mere bandit, a group of rabble, actually let the heavy armor knights lost so much.

　　The old Wilson's face en gloomy, gaze constantly in the remaining thieves leader, as if a selective beast general, let the thieves leader heart straight hair.

　　So the leader of the thieves turned his gaze to Merlin and said slightly anxiously, "What do you want to ask, revered Lord Mage?"

　　The thief leader knew very well in his heart that the only person who could keep him alive now was the mysterious and powerful spell caster in front of him.