Chapter 5: Night Raid? Counter-kill!

Deep in the night.

"Enter combat state!"

Deng Ken, who was dozing off, suddenly opened his eyes. He picked up the northern war bow beside him in an instant and carried the two arrow bags beside his pillow.

Under God's eye view, his consciousness entered a void control sea.

Deng Ken didn't quite know the conditions for triggering the combat state yet. It seemed that when he was targeted by the enemy, he would directly enter the combat state and switch to God's eye view mode.

His figure moved, and the witch who was resting beside the carriage also opened her eyes instantly. Her azure eyes seemed to pierce the darkness, directly locking onto the trajectory of Deng Ken's movement in the pitch-black night. Between the two sides, there hadn't been much communication yet. The witch disguised her identity and followed the caravan to the north. Deng Ken couldn't expose the other party directly either, to avoid causing any unnecessary trouble.

He just pretended to be attracted by the witch's proud and graceful body under the robe, and would inadvertently put more eyes on her, and not look at her face, mainly looking at her chest and legs.

The original owner was a guy who wanted to take shortcuts, otherwise he wouldn't have hooked up with the charming landlady next door, so Deng Ken's disguise was at least 90% successful.

The witch clearly thought Deng Ken was attracted by her proud figure.

She thought Deng Ken didn't know her identity, and Deng Ken wanted her to think he didn't know her identity, and then slowly contact her to understand the supernatural power of this world.

It's too normal for a man to be attracted to a beautiful woman with a proud figure.

As long as he was slightly more familiar, Deng Ken could try to talk.

"But solve the trouble first!"

Deng Ken's figure approached the convoy, moving toward the guard leader's direction. The other party was very alert and immediately got up, raised his head, and whispered: "Who?"

Around him, several caravan guards woke up instantly, pressing their hands on the sword hilts in an instant.

These people were all old hands.

According to the address in the Empire's mercenary industry, they belonged to the veteran level of mercenary soldiers.

"Those barbarians have touched over!"

Deng Ken threw down a sentence, and his whole person fled into the dark night. The time should be around 2:00 AM. It was pitch black under the night sky, and he couldn't see anything around him at all. Moreover, there were quite a few people in this era who had night blindness.

The guard leader immediately let others secretly alert. When he raised his head to look for Deng Ken, the sharpshooter's figure had long since disappeared without a trace.

"It's so dark, can he see clearly?" The guard leader looked worried and solemn.

More than just seeing clearly.

Deng Ken's mind moved, and everything in the projection screen converted brightness and recognition, basically no different from the daytime.

Still those barbarian routed soldiers.

They seemed to be unwilling to give up, sneaking over in the middle of the night, looking like they were preparing for a night raid.

"Did I shoot dead any important person during the day?"

"Their leader wants revenge?"

Under normal circumstances, having already suffered a loss once, they didn't need to come again. Although the caravan's goods were quite a lot, with the combat effectiveness of this routed army, looting nearby villages and towns could also have quite a harvest.

During the day, there were two enemies wearing bear skins, one was headshot and shot dead by him, and the other ran very fast.

In a lush forest.

That barbarian routed army was splitting into two paths. One group of people planned to bypass from the south to raid the convoy at night, and the other group planned to defeat them from the rear while the enemy was in a panic.

"Charge and collapse them, hack that sharpshooter to death with random knives."

"It's dark."

"His archery must be greatly affected."

The barbarian leader's expression was ferocious, his eyes full of anger and resentment. His fellow brother was headshot by Deng Ken during the day, and he must avenge this grudge. Only by cutting off that southerner's head could he wash away the shame. Barbarian mercenary armies treat looting within the Empire as part of their remuneration, and the Empire's high-level officials also acquiesced. This defeat severely damaged his prestige. If he just left like this, I'm afraid he couldn't suppress the unruly barbarian warriors below.

Night raid.

A regular army raiding a mercenary caravan guarding, as long as one wave, they could flatten them.

"Mark!"

Deng Ken's figure sneaked in the dark night. Under God's eye view, he overlooked everything on the battlefield and directly marked the units with a star in the enemy.

The effective range of the northern war bow was about 150 meters.

Deng Ken directly calculated the distance, drew an arrow, found a slightly higher small hillside, drew his bow and aimed at the enemy's only path—a dirt slope beside a small river channel. They had to pass here, otherwise they would have to wade through a small river ditch.

150 meters, 120 meters, 100 meters, 80 meters...

Whoosh!

After gaining the Archery Mastery ability, the aiming crosshair became more stable, basically without large shaking and expansion. Deng Ken's vision spanned the battlefield, and he could even see a certain red paint smeared on the barbarian's forehead.

Pfft.

A barbarian routed soldier was headshot on the spot. After the Archery Mastery skill, Deng Ken's shooting speed was significantly faster, and after the aiming crosshair stabilized, he could also easily lock onto the enemy's vital points.

Darkness was his best cover.

Deng Ken deliberately waited for them to cross the river before taking action. He shot an arrow and immediately drew an arrow, aiming at the marked unit wearing bear skin. However, when the arrow broke through the air, someone happened to block him, and the enemy who happened to block the arrow was shot in the ribs, making a painful muffled sound.

If it were daytime, they would definitely know where Deng Ken was hiding, but now it was a pitch-black night, and it was the night raid time they chose themselves where they couldn't see their fingers.

Deng Ken stood up unhurriedly, moved and shot slowly, one arrow after another, not seeking a one-hit kill, as long as he hit.

In the darkness.

Those barbarian routed soldiers only heard the sound of breaking through the air, and then people kept falling down beside them. Soon they completely collapsed.

"Sharpshooter!"

"It's that sharpshooter! He found us!..."

"He can see us!..."

Even the best forest hunters on the north side of the Alps couldn't be almost 100% accurate in such a pitch-black environment. Those barbarian routed soldiers felt great fear instantly.

But Deng Ken only felt they were noisy.

As long as you have played games like Mount & Blade, when the enemy piles up in one place, you don't need to aim carefully at all. Just shoot crazily at the place where the crowd gathers. In this case, you only need the rate of fire, and others are not important. The general direction is there, and one person can shoot dozens of enemies.

These barbarian routed soldiers were completely shot stupid!

By the time someone jumped into the river, others reacted, and people jumped into the small river channel one after another. Some also wanted to turn around and flee back to the forest. After all, there was tree cover, and arrows were easily blocked by trees and bushes.

Deng Ken accelerated slightly.

He found that with his current archery technique, he might have to stand still and aim for the crosshair to stabilize. Once he moved, it started to shake, and the accuracy would also drop significantly.

"Shooting in place, should have already graduated."

"Moving shooting, clearly the archery technique is still quite poor."

"Mounted archery, I guess the aiming crosshair can shake out flowers."

Deng Ken had only one goal.

Kill the barbarian leader marked with a star, that barbarian berserker wearing bear skin. If he didn't kill him, this matter wouldn't be over.

But he should be prepared, actually finding a piece of inlaid armor, and his head was also wearing a bear skin helmet.

No problem.

One arrow can't kill, then come a few more.

For many hardcore players, without opening a cheat, one person, one horse, one gun, one bow, soloing a troop of thirty or forty people is a routine operation.

Not to mention Deng Ken also had God's eye view, and the barbarian leader couldn't leave his field of vision.

One arrow!

Whoosh.

In the sound of breaking through the air, the barbarian leader made a muffled sound, his abdomen was shot, but it was not a big problem, because his health bar appeared, and it only dropped by about one-sixth. This guy's health bar was actually twice as long as Deng Ken's, the first time he saw someone with such a long health bar.

As if by divine inspiration, the barbarian leader seemed to have received an inexplicable guidance, and suddenly found Deng Ken's position in the pitch-black night.

A blurry outline.

The distance between each other was about one hundred meters. From his current position, it was only fifty meters to escape to the forest, and it would be very difficult to shoot after entering the forest. Chasing Deng Ken required a hundred-meter sprint. On the country road, running wildly was not smooth, but as long as he approached the target, even without weapons, the barbarian leader was confident he could strangle the sharpshooter with his bare hands.

Roar!

Under God's eye view, the barbarian leader unit marked with a star suddenly flashed a red light.

His running speed suddenly erupted.

"Adrenaline burst?"

"Barbarian berserk state?"

The distance was closing rapidly, 80 meters, 70 meters, 60 meters, 50 meters, the opponent had already been able to lock onto Deng Ken's position.

In the consciousness space.

Deng Ken decisively activated the 'Adrenaline Burst' skill. This special ability was clearly biased toward melee, but after activation, the character controlled by his mind also underwent strange changes. The character's pupils began to contract, the speed of drawing the bow increased significantly, and the crosshair aiming was directly in a stable state, not shaking much at all.

Adrenaline burst is an all-around improvement, not just strength, agility, and speed. The body's coordination, pupil focus, etc., will all improve together.

One arrow, two arrows, three arrows.

Deng Ken drew the bow with considerable force, making people wonder if the bowstring would break in the next second, but the body's coordination perfectly grasped the limit of the war bow, and every arrow erupted with amazing lethality!

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The barbarian leader was like a furious beast right now, forcibly rushing over while resisting Deng Ken's shooting. His running speed was quite fast, and while moving, he could also dodge shooting in a small range.

Thump.

When he finally rushed in front of Deng Ken, this burly giant, a beast nearly 1.9 meters tall, knelt on the ground with a thud, blood seeping through the bear skin, and his chest had already been inserted with five or six arrows.

Deng Ken took out an arrow, aimed at the enemy's head with an expressionless face.

Snap!

The bowstring broke, and this northern war bow finally broke the string in the end.

Deng Ken didn't hesitate at all, directly picked up the Frankish throwing axe at his waist, and split it heavily on the enemy's skull.

Headshot!

The health bar disappeared completely, this guy's blood was amazingly thick.

Target beheaded.

Deng Ken withdrew immediately, didn't loot the corpse, and retreated toward the caravan's direction, because there were already barbarian routed soldiers who had reorganized their morale running over here.

Brilliant results.

He killed the leader of the barbarian routed army in this surprise attack, shot five or six dead, shot many injured, and the enemy basically had no combat effectiveness left.

Once the leader died, those barbarian routed soldiers collapsed.

Deng Ken returned to the camp.

The caravan's mercenary guards didn't dare to act rashly. It wasn't until dawn that someone went out to clean the battlefield cautiously.

When they came back, the mercenaries looked at Deng Ken as if they were looking up at a 'god-man'.

The combat effectiveness of the Empire's barbarian mercenary army was obvious to all. A hundred-man team could charge and collapse an Empire legion of hundreds of people head-on, and Deng Ken defeated so many alone, although they were routed soldiers with low morale, they were also barbarian regular troops. This was simply something they couldn't imagine usually.

Barbarian warriors were indeed powerful, and ordinary soldiers had longer health bars than the Empire's knights.

Deng Ken sat beside the carriage and ate with an expressionless face. He could feel the witch's gaze falling on him inadvertently from time to time.

—"Strong: Barbarian warriors live in bitter cold places, and under the tempering of nature, they possess physical fitness far exceeding ordinary people."

—"Archery Mastery: Your archery skills are becoming more brilliant, enough to rival the barbarian forest hunters. Significantly increase hit rate, rate of fire, strengthen moving shooting, and additionally strengthen hunting characteristics."

—"Berserk 【Special Ability】: A branch advanced ability of Adrenaline Burst, significantly strengthening strength and physique, not dying from non-fatal wounds during the duration, and entering a severely weak and tired state after ending. Additional negative state: Rage."

The harvest of the battle was okay.

It seemed that the abilities he could plunder were all possessed by barbarian warriors, and he couldn't plunder what the enemy didn't have.

Berserk and Adrenaline Burst could only be activated one at a time. After the duration ended, he felt like he had come seven times in a row, and his whole person was hollowed out, tired and weak, quite weak.

This special ability couldn't be opened casually. After opening it, combat effectiveness would be weakened by at least half.

When Deng Ken stood up, his arms were shaking slightly. No wonder barbarian berserkers on the Empire battlefield could only fight one wave, and the second wave was estimated to have become soft-legged shrimps.

Other basic combat skills improved slightly, but not very obviously.

Barbarian warriors' weapons were all knife and axe types, and basic styles were moves that could be used with corresponding weapons. Knife moves were mainly split, cut, flick, stab, block, stop, collapse, slash, wipe, etc., and what barbarian warriors trained daily were definitely big open and big close splitting and hacking. Too technical basic styles were not their combat style either.

"Basic styles can be used universally."

"Stab style, you have stabbed with a gun for many years, change to a knife or sword, won't you stab?"

"Similarly."

"You can hack people with a knife, can't you hack people with a sword or axe?"

As for that 'Combat Style-Decapitation', it counts as a combination move. No matter what weapon you use, knife, sword, axe, as long as you can decapitate, the power of launching it actually depends on the most basic style, and its core is the technique of 'split' and 'cut'.

Deng Ken roughly understood what the basic styles in the combat column were about. It was clear that his stab, split, and cut power were the greatest right now, equivalent to the level of repeating these simple moves for three or five years.

The caravan set off again soon.

Only this time, Deng Ken sat on a carriage. After all, his combat consumption was a bit large.

No internal ghost, want to have some Empire jokes?

……………… ===== CHAPTER 6 =====

But this time, Deng Ken sat in a carriage; after all, his combat exertion had been quite significant.

No internal traitor, how about some imperial jokes instead?

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