Chapter 486: The Battle on the Other Side, Don't Get Too Close to the Angry Priests

"Careful! That soldier's arrows are very accurate!"

Aoni, the Squad Leader of the Warrior squad, stood in the Shulin at this moment, loudly warning his companions nearby.

"Shield Warriors! Forward! Archers! Return fire! Other Warriors, use the Shield Warriors and Bata'er Jiaoshi for defense, attack!" Aoni commanded loudly. He did not know much, but he at least knew how to arrange the squad into two lines to flank and advance from the left and right.

On the left side of the Warriors, several Shield Warriors held up their shields, protecting their own bodies while also shielding the companions behind them. Behind them, several Archers were also continuously drawing bows and firing arrows in the tense atmosphere.

They were numerous and had the front-row shields for cover, so they kept firing arrows, suppressing the three Defeated Soldiers who were continuously retreating ahead.

Behind the Archers were several Warriors holding melee weapons; they were also breathing heavily in tension, ready to launch a rapid assault at any moment.

On the right, Bata'er Jiaoshi, wearing a Robe, stood in the front row. He spread his arms wide to maximize his area facing the enemy; it looked silly, but in reality, there was not a shred of danger.

At first, there were still arrows from the Defeated Soldiers' counterattacks flying over, but after hitting his body, other than stirring up slight ripples of Divine Protection, they had no effect at all.

Upon discovering this, the Defeated Soldiers no longer aimed at Bata'er Jiaoshi. Behind Bata'er Jiaoshi stood two rows of Warriors; they cowered, hiding themselves behind the Priest, while also sharpening their blades, ready for battle at any time.

Thus, the two squads on the left and right strode forward, pursuing the three Defeated Soldiers who were fighting while retreating ahead.

These Defeated Soldiers were quite skilled; even with only one Archer, the pressure brought by this Archer's shooting was more formidable than that of several Archers under Jier.

Thump, thump.

The Arrow hit the wooden shield, causing the Warrior holding it to shudder all over. The Warrior then took a deep breath and continued to step forward. The three Archers behind the Shield Warrior, relying on their numerical advantage, kept suppressing the opponent with three times the arrows, leaving that Defeated Soldier Archer no time to aim carefully and forcing the other two Defeated Soldier Warriors to keep hiding behind trees to prevent being hit by arrows.

But after all, the firepower was three times that of the opponent. Even if the Archers on Jier's side were only average, with three times the firepower and no need to worry about defense, they were the ones to achieve success first.

Whoosh—squelch!

The arrows shot by the Archers on Jier's side finally hit the calf of the Defeated Soldier Archer. The Archer's leg immediately went weak, and he knelt on the ground. As soon as his counterattack stopped, the number of arrows from the opposite side increased even more.

Subsequently, two more arrows hit the Archer's body. Although blocked by the Armor on his chest, he was knocked to the ground by the impact of the arrows.

"Go! Don't worry about me! Go!" the Archer shouted. He struggled to pull new arrows from behind to fight back, but his lying position made it difficult to retrieve items from his back. After trying twice, facing the Warriors drawing ever closer, he soon gave up.

The other two Defeated Soldiers did not hesitate much either; they turned and ran, ignoring the enemy's arrows entirely, banking on the fact that the opponent's arrows could not hit them.

"Pursue! Full pursuit! Priest!" Aoni shouted. Relying on the Armor on his body, he charged directly toward the fallen Archer. Meanwhile, the other two squads, now that the opposing Archer was gone, saw the Warriors with melee weapons surge out and quickly pursue the two fleeing Defeated Soldiers.

The Warriors, led by Bata'er Jiaoshi, chased closely behind.

As for the remaining Shield Warriors and Archers, they surrounded the fallen Archer along with Aoni.

This Archer naturally knew how many evil deeds they had committed, so he would not willingly surrender. He barely pulled out a Short Sword; with a Soldier Bow in one hand and a Short Sword in the other, he lay half-propped up, preparing for a final desperate fight.

"Useless! Ha—" Aoni let out a loud roar. After rushing up quickly, he raised his hand and swept his Long Sword along the ground, Clang!

The Short Sword and Aoni's Long Sword collided violently.

Aoni was secretly shocked; he had used the momentum of his charge for that strike, yet the opponent had blocked it with just a Short Sword?

But Aoni's attack was not over. As his sword was blocked, Aoni followed up with a kick, striking directly at the opponent's leg that had been hit by the arrow.

"Ah—" the Archer wailed. Gritting his teeth, he used the Short Sword to parry Aoni's Long Sword attack while trying to use the bow body in his other hand to pull at Aoni's calf, attempting to trip him to the ground.

But Aoni was not fighting alone. Other Shield Warriors surged up along with Aoni at this moment. The Short Swords in their hands were not very effective, but their shields pressed down hard. Several people used their shields from left, right, front, and back to pin the fallen Archer down, giving the opponent no room to counterattack.

"Good! Control him!" Aoni shouted. Seeing that the Archer was pinned by at least four Warriors with shields, yet was still struggling to lift his arms or kick with his uninjured leg, fighting desperately.

He then spotted an opportunity, held his sword with both hands, and through a gap where the opponent was kicking, thrust the Long Sword directly toward the opponent's crotch.

"Ah! Ow—"

With just one strike, the Archer stopped resisting with his hands, instead abandoning his weapons and reaching both hands toward his lower body, wanting to drive away Aoni's Long Sword.

But Aoni was determined; he exerted force with both hands and thrust with all his might. Squelch, the metal Long Sword pierced in a significant distance once again.

The Defeated Soldier enemy struggled incessantly, but as Aoni stirred the Long Sword, his struggles gradually lost strength, eventually leaving only pained cries and increasingly weak gasps.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment and started joking: "Aoni, that move of yours is quite insidious!"

"Yeah, specifically ambushing the enemy's crotch vitals, I think you should be called the Crotch Killer!"

Aoni panted, pulled out his Long Sword, and shook it with a look of disgust. As a result, everyone dodged the suspicious liquids flicked off the sword in distaste, bursting into loud laughter.

"I don't want that! Such an ugly nickname, whoever wants it can take it themselves! My nickname, Aoni, must be something resounding that makes the enemy afraid when they hear it!" Aoni complained.

But the Warriors had their own words: "Crotch Killer! Isn't that scary enough?"

"Yeah, don't glare at me, Aoni. Every time you look at me, my crotch feels chilly."

Then, the Warriors, who had cooperated to kill an enemy for the first time, laughed happily together, except for Aoni, who was annoyed by this nickname.

On the side of the others in pursuit, the two Defeated Soldiers ran desperately without looking back, while the nearly ten Warriors behind them also ran at full speed to pursue.

"This isn't right. Why does the actual combat feel so different from what Knight Jier taught?"

A Warrior was able to speak while running in pursuit.

Most Warriors did not respond, only focusing on running to pursue. But someone still opened their mouth to respond: "Who told these two to just run without looking back? The two in front, if you have the guts, turn around and fight us!"

But the more they said that, the faster the two in front ran.

However, the Shulin where the Villagers picked firewood for cooking was not very large. In less than a minute, the edge of the Shulin was ahead. Out of the Shulin, there was a gentle wilderness covered with wild grass, shrubs, and flowers. In such an open place, just two soldiers were even less of a match for the dozen or so people pursuing them from behind.

So, at the moment they were about to run out of the Shulin, the two Defeated Soldiers shouted twice. The two, who had been together for a long time, immediately understood their companion's plan. In an instant, the two separated, turning left and right, and ran along the edge of the Shulin toward the two sides of the woods.

"Chase who? Chase who?"

"Bata'er Jiaoshi?"

The Warriors asked loudly. Bata'er Jiaoshi also made a decision in an instant. He shouted: "Leave the one on the right to me alone! You surround and chase the one on the left! Don't let them get away! We must defeat them all!"

"Yes!"

"Everyone chase the one on the left!"

"The one on the right is left for the Priest to solve!"

None of the Warriors felt that Bata'er Jiaoshi could not deal with a single enemy soldier, so they scattered to surround the single Defeated Soldier on the left.

"Great God of Agriculture!"

Bata'er Jiaoshi shouted loudly while running.

"Give your loyal Priest power!"

"Let me be able to catch up to the enemy!"

"Do not let any obstacle go."

"Farming."

"Of."

"Enemy!"

Bata'er Jiaoshi shouted and performed a Prayer; as he shouted, his footsteps did not stop at all.

The deity responded to him, and the Divine Power on the Priest's body surged, pouring into his legs and his lungs; immediately, Bata'er Jiaoshi's legs became light and powerful, taking large strides, capable of covering more distance than a single movement before.

Therefore, although the Defeated Soldier fleeing ahead still had sufficient stamina, he was dragged down by the weapons and equipment on his body, so his running speed could not be increased, while Bata'er Jiaoshi, with the help brought by the Prayer, closed in on the enemy with every step.

That Soldier naturally noticed this while fleeing; seeing that there was only this one Agricultural God Priest behind him and no other enemies, he immediately changed his attitude, his mouth curling up to emit a silent laugh.

The next moment, he abruptly decelerated, and while turning his body close to the ground, his right hand drew the Soldier Changjian from his waist, executing a Horizontal Slash, intending to cut this Agricultural God Priest into two pieces!

Bata'er Jiaoshi did not react in time at all, and his abdomen was struck directly by the Soldier; the Soldier's strength was exceptionally great, and he actually managed to send Bata'er Jiaoshi flying onto the ground to the side by relying on the Horizontal Slash.

"Hmm?"

"Uh..."

But the result was unexpected, or rather, not unexpected.

The Defeated Soldier who had successfully counterattacked wore a look of confusion; he looked at the Soldier Changjian in his hand that was still incomparably clean, then looked at the uninjured Agricultural God Priest climbing up, and his complexion changed.

Bata'er Jiaoshi rubbed his stomach, raised the Amber Metal Long Staff in his right hand to aim at this Soldier, and with his left hand, taking advantage of the motion of rubbing his stomach, quietly opened the Leather Bag hanging on his belt and gripped the Agricultural God Wooden Statue inside the bag.

"Why aren't you running anymore?"

Bata'er Jiaoshi's tone was very cold; he looked at this Defeated Soldier with a face full of hatred, while the Defeated Soldier twisted his head left and right, and after discovering that no one else was pursuing, he felt relieved and decided to finish off this Agricultural God Priest who had pursued him alone.

"Hmph, just you alone, why should I run?"

The Defeated Soldier shook the Soldier Changjian in his hand; only then did he notice the glowing Amber Metal Long Staff in Bata'er Jiaoshi's hand. He looked greedily at the large glowing amber at the top of the staff, swallowed his saliva, and said greedily: "Hehe, the gods treat me really well. The Gems on the top of your metal staff should be able to sell for a huge sum of money, right? Hehe haha, if I sell it, the money I get in exchange will probably be enough for me to spend for a lifetime."

This Soldier became excited: "I am truly lucky that you actually chose to pursue me alone. It's just a pity for that companion of mine, being chased by a dozen people, he's probably finished, right? I really feel sorry for him. Fate is truly wonderful; just a moment ago I felt like I was finished, and now a treasure that will let me live comfortably for a lifetime has been delivered right before my eyes."

This Soldier sized up the Agricultural God Divine Power flowing on the Priest's body and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Although this turtle shell of yours is troublesome, it's not like I have no chance of winning. Priest, poor Priest, have you ever fought someone in close combat? Do you have any experience in close combat? If not, I can tell you that you don't have a single chance of winning."

This Soldier proudly patted his own arms and flexed his muscles: "Although we people suffered too much bitterness in the process of crossing the mountain forest and suffered quite a few casualties, it was not without gains. Those Monsters we killed—after eating their meat, every surviving soldier became exceptionally strong, and their strength increased too much. You are no match for me!"

Bata'er Jiaoshi let the other party spout this trash talk while he silently channeled Divine Power into the Agricultural God Wooden Statue held in his left hand. Just as the other party finished speaking triumphantly, he suddenly pulled the wooden statue out from the Leather Bag, aimed it from afar at this Soldier, and scolded with a grim tone: "Witness the great power of the gods!"

Boom!

The Divine Power input into the Agricultural God Wooden Statue directly transformed into a Divine Power Impact with great power at close range.

No matter how triumphantly this Defeated Soldier spoke about how much his strength increased after eating Monster meat or how powerful he was, under the condition that his own body weight and the weight of his weapons and equipment remained unchanged, he was directly sent flying by this powerful Divine Power Impact.

The Defeated Soldier was like a plush toy discarded by a child who found the toy shabby; he flew backward horizontally, broke a small tree as thick as a bowl behind him, and together with the large amount of leaves and dead branches stirred up by the Divine Power Impact, he was thrown more than ten meters away.

This Soldier was completely stunned; he didn't even react to what had happened before his whole body was sent flying, and then he hit the tree heavily. Just from this one blow, his legs lost all sensation. Not only that, because he was hit head-on by the Divine Power Impact, not only was his whole body sent flying, but his head, arms, and legs all suffered the powerful pulling force of the Divine Power Impact.

The Armor worn on his body was stripped off and torn to shreds, and the Soldier Changjian in his hand could not be held at all; it was sent flying by the Divine Power to who knows where.

The pants worn on his legs were also torn from the knees, and even his pair of boots were sent flying to who knows where.

Once the shoes are gone, generally speaking, a person is beyond saving.

The facts were indeed so; after the thrown Defeated Soldier landed, his whole body rolled on the ground more than ten times. By the time he finally stopped, he had lost consciousness, his mouth and nose were full of blood, and even his pair of eyeballs, because he had been staring at Bata'er Jiaoshi releasing the Divine Power Impact at close range and was hit head-on by the impact force, were squeezed out of their sockets and burst.

This person was still alive at this moment, mostly because he was wearing Armor and the Monster meat they had eaten did indeed have a certain effect.

"Back then, back then..."

Bata'er Jiaoshi slowly paced over; he looked at the Defeated Soldier who had no power to fight back and muttered: "I should have stood up back then. If I had stood up, Changmai Village might have, might have..."

Might have what? The Priest could not say it, but he actually understood that if he had truly stood up at that time, he probably would not have been a match for the hundred-plus Defeated Soldiers. Although the Divine Power Impact was powerful, the attack range was a fatal flaw. The enemy only needed to launch attacks at him from a distance using long-range means to consume the Divine Power protecting his body. Without the equipment this armed Priest currently had on him, his Divine Power would only be exhausted rapidly, and then he would be killed by the enemy.

Killing him would be no harder than killing any Villager.

"You hateful guys, why did you do such things? For you who committed such evil deeds, there is only one result."

Bata'er Jiaoshi looked at the Agricultural God Wooden Statue in his hand, raised it slightly, and aimed it at the unconscious, blood-vomiting Defeated Soldier on the ground, but he soon changed his mind. He could not let anger cloud his mind; they had come from afar, and if they wanted to know the scale and movements of the enemy, they had to have prisoners to interrogate. This enemy had already been defeated by him; if everyone else killed the enemies, they would have no one to ask.

Therefore, after consideration, Bata'er Jiaoshi lightly tapped the dying Defeated Soldier with the Amber Metal Long Staff in his hand, letting a strange, dim yellow power cover the other party's body, fixing this enemy at this moment.

Only then did Bata'er Jiaoshi drag this Defeated Soldier, who was neither dead nor alive, toward the location where the others were.

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