Peace of the Pirate

Chapter 82 Situation

The corpses of the six guards were placed on the ground. The weapons they once carried had been taken away. The most powerful slaves each had one according to their personal preference. .

No. 17 stood outside the crowd, watching everything with cold eyes. He did not take any action during the entire battle, but the slave did find a few guys with good skills who could increase his chances of winning the mission.

Looking at the guys who were excitedly playing with their newly obtained weapons, No. 17 stood up and took charge of the overall situation: "Okay, you guys, I don't have time to waste now. A guard just escaped, which means we have been exposed. ”

Ba Tuo felt a little dissatisfied that the ax in his hand was too light and was a bit awkward to use. However, this kind of thing is always good now: "The last guard must be a rabbit, he ran too fast."

He was still a little depressed when he mentioned this. Although the six guards were vulnerable, they still blocked them for a while, especially the one who came out first shouted a warning, so the last horse disappeared and the meaning of chasing was lost. .

Glancing at the young man who was the first to surrender, No. 17 said, "No matter who he belongs to, those guards should be taking action soon, so we should evacuate immediately."

There was another fact that was not revealed on the 17th. That was that he deliberately let go of the last guard. This was also part of the plan. He had to attract all the guards in the residential area.

A slave on the side pointed to the other cells and asked, "Boss, can't we save all these slaves?"

No. 17 smiled: "No, of course we have to save, but all of us here can only be made dumplings by the enemy. I think we should be divided into two groups. The capable ones will go out with me to attract attention, and the weak ones will stay here. Stay and save the slaves and help us provide aid.”

After speaking, he looked around and asked, "What do you think of this?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded. At this time, the person with strength will always get support, not to mention that No. 17 saved them. They obeyed No. 17's decision unconditionally.

At this moment, the rapid and violent sound of gold and iron knocking sounded, and everyone's expressions tightened, because they all knew what this meant.

There is no time... With a focused look, No. 17 began to call names: "You, you, you still want those two, five of you will stay, and the rest,"

Saying that, No. 17 turned his head and took the lead.

"Follow me out!"

"Kill it out!"

Everyone cheered and followed No. 17 towards the aisle.

The five people left behind looked at each other and sped up.

……

After the rapid sound of gold and iron, the situation began to become chaotic.

Plop, plop,

Two guards fell one after another. Counting these two, there were already 13 guards lying on the ground, and they were all the achievements of Fisher Tiger alone.

Looking at the guards surrounding a group of slaves, Fisher Tiger, who had his hands free, turned around and joined the battle group again: "Murloc karate, Thousand-tiles fist fight."

After a few punches, several guards rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.

His eyes were empty, and Qin Ping, who was protected, extended his thumb: "Well done, Boss Fei."

Fisher Tiger grinned and his expression suddenly changed: "Brother, be careful."

A guard who fainted on the ground got up again, looked at Qin Ping beside him and swung his knife away without thinking.

"Boxing, hunting."

At this moment, a huge fist struck the guard's face. In an instant, his teeth shattered and blood splattered everywhere.

Qin Ping turned around and only had time to see a black shadow flying past him. He was stunned and patted Campbell on the shoulder: "You are not bad, big man."

With his right hand, he moved the slave on his back a little further. Campbell said cheerfully, "My benefactor, don't worry and leave your back to me. No one can hurt you."

The slaves are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers... With the combined efforts of everyone and the support of the powerful Fisher Tiger, this group of 20 guards quickly stepped into the retreat of the previous groups, and the entire army was annihilated.

After simply distributing the spoils, everyone reunited with excited expressions.

But Qin Ping frowned and began to think about the current situation: "Boss Fei, do you feel anything is wrong?"

After winning consecutive battles, Fisher Tiger was full of confidence: "Brother, there is no need to worry. In my opinion, today's rescue will be a great success."

Campbell also came forward: "Yes, my benefactor, I think those guards are completely vulnerable."

"Ahem, you two are reckless men who can only use brute force. I think what I am thinking about now is the sound of gold and iron that sounded before." At this time, the slave lying on Campbell's back said.

Everyone was a little surprised and looked at the slave who spoke.

He was sallow and thin, his hair was long and greasy because he hadn't washed himself for a long time, and he coughed from time to time, but his eyes were bright and lively.

"Hey, who are you calling a fool? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." Campbell was a little unhappy. He was kind enough to carry him on his back, but he actually got scolded by him.

Qin Ping nodded in surprise: "Yes, I remember that a group of guards appeared in front of us at that time, and then the horse made a rapid sound of gold and iron, so I didn't pay attention at that time, but now that I think about it, there is something wrong. .”

Fisher Tiger is not stupid, and he reacted when he was prompted: "Brother, you mean that the gold and iron didn't ring because of us?"

Qin Ping thought hard: "But, since it doesn't make sense if it's not us, what else is urgent in this arena?"

Campbell grinned: "Maybe someone is saving the slaves just like your benefactor thinks."

"Idiot, cough." Geria mercilessly complained about Campbell again.

The uncle couldn't bear it, and the aunt couldn't bear it either. Campbell suddenly became unhappy and said, "I'm calling you a heartless guy. If you don't speak clearly, I'll leave you alone."

Geria smiled: "What kind of place is this? The heavily guarded holy land of Mariejoia. I think there will be no other Celestial Dragons like my benefactor in this world, and it is impossible for outsiders to sneak in easily. "

When the word "Holy Land" was mentioned, a hint of sarcasm flashed in Geria's eyes.

Campbell said angrily: "Then tell me what the sound of gold and iron is for."

Shaking his head, Goria said: "I don't know. But judging from the frequency and number of guards coming just now, they must not be targeting us. I think it is more likely that there are unknown changes in this arena."

Then, Geria expressed his inner conjecture: "Perhaps, a powerful slave escaped from prison."

Everyone present had been silent for a long time, listening to Glia's words.

Qin Ping's eyes were strange: "Then what should we do now?"

"Ahem." Geria coughed again, stared at Qin Ping closely, and analyzed: "Although the exposure was earlier than expected, and it seems that time is very urgent, we have actually become more comfortable."

"With someone taking the lead to help us attract the attention of most of the guards, we received very little pressure. At the same time, we found several sets of keys on the defeated guards."

"So, what we have to do now is to divide our troops into several groups. One group will stay outside and continuously attack the guards who are coming to buy time. The rest of the group will quickly disperse and rescue all the slaves in our area. When the time comes, Even with our numbers, we can overwhelm them."

At the end, Geria's eyes became brighter and brighter.

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ps: Before, I was very entangled in the life and death of some people, so I reorganized the outline of the first volume and clarified the next ideas.

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