Chapter 93: Ambush (Part 2)

Obviously, if these attackers were really here for the Miss Baron beside him, then they were in big trouble—although Baron Defendi did not have a ‘brave’ reputation, it did not mean that the other side did not have one or two real Knights under his command.

After all, as the heir to the third generation of the Defendi Territory, he still possessed some of the Family’s Inheritance.

Coupled with his own armed forces, as long as they were slightly better equipped, they would be a force not to be underestimated. Moreover, Dean had heard from his deputy before that there were iron mines within the Defendi Territory, and Baron Defendi was clearly not a real idiot; he was very good at utilizing these iron mines.

Simply put, in Vauban County, apart from Marquis Vauban, Baron Defendi possessed the foremost armed forces in the county.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

Thud, thud, thud…

Another round of volley fire; Dean forcefully pressed down the Miss Baron who wanted to peek out. The arrows brushing past the top of his head finally made the Miss Baron, who had been maintaining her excitement, change her expression. Clearly, after intimate contact with death, this Miss could not remain fearless.

In fact, last night when she was about to be thrown off the horse, this Miss Baron had also shown fear.

However, what was different from ordinary people was that after experiencing fear, this Miss would become even more excited and oblivious, rather than being cautiously careful and trembling with fear—

“Stay here, don’t move!”

Looking at the Miss Baron’s face turning from pale to rosy, Dean pulled her in front of him again. Once they were almost face to face, he said in a solemn voice: “These guys might be subordinates of Baron Defendi. If you don’t want to bring trouble to your Father and the entire Tier Territory, just stay here properly!”

“Defendi?!”

The Miss Baron was stunned, and then that crazy-girl-like expression rapidly disappeared, once again turning into the elegance and tranquility she had when Dean first met her.

Seeing such a change, Dean let out a long sigh of relief in his heart—if facing unknown enemies, he also had to take care of a crazy girl, then such a battle would be half lost before it even began.

Fortunately, although the other party behaved like a crazy girl, she was not truly crazy.

Under certain circumstances, she was still very normal.

As for this kind of event that seemed like a personality switch, Dean would not care about it; he only needed to know that the other party was calm at this moment.

“Where are you going?”

The Miss Baron looked at Dean who stood up and asked softly.

Such completely opposite behavior, even for Dean who was mentally prepared, still gave him an incredible feeling, but he did not stand there in a daze.

“To kill them!”

Dean said as he ran outward.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

With everyone in the camp hiding, Dean’s appearance was undoubtedly the best target, and those attackers started shooting frantically.

Dozens of arrows fell like rain.

[Agility determination in progress…]

[Gained Indomitable Lv1 bonus…]

[Agility determination passed]

[Agility exceeds the opponent by 50%, forming illusion interference…]

Following the arrows brushing past his body one by one, lines of information began to appear on Dean’s character panel. Then, all the attackers and everyone in the camp saw an incredible scene—Dean, who was originally running, suddenly split into two, and the Longsword in his hand layered over each other, deflecting and knocking down those incoming arrows one after another.

“Chad!”

After a standard evasive roll, Dean casually knocked down another arrow and shouted loudly.

Following this shout, the young man who had been waiting on the snow hill behind the camp, ready to go, immediately released the bowstring between his fingers—

Whoosh!

Ah!

The arrow pierced through the air, and then a scream appeared.

Clearly, compared to the attackers’ several futile attempts, the young man from the Ferrchelen Knight Order stationed on the high ground was effective with one strike.

Then came the second arrow, the third arrow!

By the time Chad nocked the third arrow, another member of the Ferrchelen Knight Order who was with Chad had just fired his first arrow.

Although he also hit the attacker, compared to Chad, a ratio of one to three was clearly enough to explain everything, even though this was the young man most skilled in archery in the Ferrchelen Knight Order apart from Chad—in fact, as young men from hunter families, their archery skills could not be too bad.

However, some people with good Talent were always that special.

“Counterattack!”

Seeing their Regiment Commander attracting the attackers’ attention, and the hidden sentry behind them being effective, Huck charged out from behind cover with a wave of his Battleaxe.

Then, the young men of the Ferrchelen Knight Order flashed out from behind cover one after another. Some drew their Longswords and followed closely behind Huck, while the rest quickly selected suitable positions for shooting, and the bowstrings in their hands were pulled full early.

As for those accompanying Guards?

Completely trained by Huck and sharing the same lineage as the young men of the Ferrchelen Knight Order, the moment Huck launched the charge, they were the first to follow him out.

Of course, the tip of the charge was still Dean!

Relying on the suppression of his [Agility], Dean rushed into the queue of these attackers at a flying speed. Without activating [Military Swordsmanship (Emerald) (Goth)], Dean used the most basic Sword Technique to fight the enemy. His Longsword thrust straight and slashed obliquely; every wave took away the life of an attacker.

From the moment of contact to rushing into the attackers’ queue, in just a few seconds, four attackers had already died under Dean’s sword.

However, this did not scare off these attackers; instead, it made them even crazier.

Hah!

Dean turned his body sideways, dodging the Battleaxe chopping at his face, while his Longsword trembled, bringing up a sword flower that swept across the opponent’s throat.

Looking at the opponent clutching his throat and falling down, Dean turned his Longsword back and thrust it under his armpit.

Pfft!

Instantly, a guy who had quietly approached, wanting to take advantage of the situation, was finished off.

“Definitely not Baron Defendi’s men, nor does it look like bandits coming for revenge…”

The thought in his heart did not slow down Dean’s movements in the slightest—with a shake of his Longsword, fresh Blood immediately splashed out, blocking the vision of two attackers charging over. Dean’s Longsword traced a perfect semicircle, sweeping across the throats of the two attackers.

“Equipment is slightly crude; it’s impossible for it to be Baron Defendi’s armed forces… If they were bandits, after suffering such a blow, they would have already scattered in all directions… Such desperate fighting can only exist in certain extremely strict organizations; recently, that Baron… Eh!”

After his Longsword danced continuously, killing all the people surrounding him, a sudden inspiration flashed in Dean’s heart, and he thought of these people’s identity.

Remnants of the Thieves Guild in the Tier Territory!

Only these people fit the characteristics of slightly crude equipment but strict discipline—the battles of the Thieves Guild were completely battles of Dead Soldiers.

Whether Assassins or Warriors, they were all like Dead Soldiers.

Because of this, they were dreaded by Lords everywhere.

As for why they came?

Obviously, Lamoz, this Thief leader of the Tier Territory, was still very valuable, at least, he was worth these remnants of the Tier Territory Thieves Guild risking their lives to hijack that Miss Baron…

Or rather, Lamoz had a good relationship with the Thief leaders of several nearby territories.

Looking at the dozen or so people surging from the other side, Dean temporarily changed his mind—after all, according to the size of the Tier Territory, the scale of the Thieves Guild could not be too large, with at most four or five Core members, plus some peripheral hands, it would not exceed twenty.

He had already used Goth’s Spy to clear out a batch, and after he killed the vast majority of the Core members, the number of people before him clearly far exceeded this number.

“There must be an extraordinary benefit on Lamoz!”

After killing several more attackers, Dean thought with great certainty in his heart—nearly half of the attackers had fallen in their counterattack, but under such circumstances, these attackers still fought to the death without retreating. Clearly, this was the order of those Thief leaders.

And the losses the Thief leaders were sustaining undoubtedly exceeded the possibility of ‘friendship’.

Moreover, friendship between Thieves was often linked to interests in the first place.

However, similarly, now was not the time to ponder the ‘secret’ on Lamoz. Dean waved his hand to the Ferrchelen Knight Order members following behind him, and after blocking all the miscellaneous soldiers of the Thieves Guild, his gaze began to patrol; according to Dean’s understanding of the Thieves Guild, in this battle, apart from these cannon-fodder-like miscellaneous soldiers, there should also be a Core member of a local Thieves Guild acting as a commander.

And the fact that the other party had not appeared until now…

Naturally meant they were hiding nearby!

Whether to interrogate whether they knew the ‘secret’ on Lamoz, or out of consideration for his own safety, Dean could not let the other party continue to hide.

Dean’s eyes narrowed slightly—

[Opponent is in Stealth, Hiding state…]

[Perception determination in progress…]

[Gained Indomitable Lv1 bonus…]

[Perception determination passed]

[Perception exceeds opponent’s Skill limit, obtaining approximate trace of opponent…]

Following the information on the character panel, immediately, an area marked in red appeared in Dean’s field of vision—and within this area, a human figure was faintly discernible.