Six small blackened iron-clad canisters crackled and scattered on the ground.
With a bang, yellow-green smoke erupted from the small hole in the jar, and the billowing smoke instantly enveloped the entire ground, forming a curtain wall of dense smoke between the Scarlet Crusaders and the adventurers.
Ethan Lien and the crossbow riders, who were at the front, were also shrouded in smoke, and a violent cough rang out from the crowd.
However, those elite soldiers stood relatively far back and were not affected.
"Shoot the crossbow bolts and kill them!"
The Grand Prosecutor, who had been smoked from tears in his eyes, shouted angrily.
The hum of the crossbow strings crashing immediately rang out, and the tearful crossbow riders reflexively swung their mallets and struck the tooth hooks that hooked the crossbow strings, and they didn't even have time to adjust the angle of fire, even if they heard Diego shouting "Get down".
Several snake-like black lights shot out from the ballista, with a "hissing" scream, and the high-speed rotating quadrangular arrows flew through the wall of smoke screens, flew over the heads of Diego and his party, and shot at the rock wall behind them, sparks flashed, stone powder fell, and in the terrible crash, the fist-thick arrows were nailed deep into the rocks at the foot of the mountain, almost all of them were submerged.
The shafts behind the arrows buzzed violently, and some of them couldn't even withstand the huge inertia contained in themselves, and with a click, they shattered.
"Protect me with the shield of holy light!"
Choking on tears, Ethanlien raised his staff and prayed aloud.
An oval light shield of divine power appeared around him, isolating the flowing smoke from him.
He casts the Truth Word: Shield, which the Priests often use to resist enemy attacks, both physical and magical, and no attack can hurt them until the power of the Light that makes up this shield is completely depleted.
When his blurred vision finally regained his vision, through the huge crossbow bolts through the holes left behind in the smoke screen, Ethanrien could clearly see that the bolts had not hit their targets.
The smoke rolled and flowed like water, closing the hole shot out of the giant crossbow in the blink of an eye, he could no longer see the situation on the other side, but he didn't dare to rush forward, he looked back at his subordinates, these blood-colored crusaders were looking at these terrifying colored smoke in fear, their expressions were hesitant and they didn't move forward.
"Fool, get around from both sides!"
Ethan Ryan roared angrily, and he turned to look at the coughing crossbowmen around him, who had no one to bless the shield of light, and they were so embarrassed that they wanted to die.
"Reload now!"
Ethan Lion shouted angrily.
The boiled duck was about to fly away, and he couldn't help but be furious.
How far can the smoke from the six smoke bombs spread?
It was only a little more than a hundred yards at most, and the Crusaders rounded it in an instant, but their voice from behind the smoke stunned the Grand Inquisition.
"There's no one here!"
"There's no here, they're all gone!"
"These guys are running so fast, where did they go?"
The Scarlet Crusaders were in a state of confusion, searching in all directions, stabbing their spears in the bushes at the foot of the mountain, and a few of them were digging through the rocks.
At this moment, a refreshing night breeze blew in the valley, and the smoke rolled and fluttered, and was blown away.
Ethan Leon looked at the chaotic scene in front of him in surprise, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.
"Go and bring the hounds and chase them!"
He finally held back this sentence. …… By the time the Scarlet Crusaders began to give chase, the fugitives had already run over the rope that hung from the cliff and were beginning to run towards the gates of Hearthvale.
Forcing their way out of the gate was the only way out for them now.
Due to the martial law raids of the Scarlet Crusaders, most of the townspeople were sleeping at home, and there was no one on the street, so there were no accidents on the road.
"Go this way, Diego!"
On the way through a street crossing, Tyran?
Fording suddenly grabbed Diego's arm, "We can't go to the gate, believe me, it's the place with the most garrisons in the entire Hearthvale, there are half a legion, and we can't rush through it." ” Diego stopped and looked at him puzzled.
"But we have no other way out, and if we continue to stay in the town until daytime, it will be a matter of time before we are discovered!"
"We can go to Madnhold Castle, the Scarlet Crusaders are already out of the nest by this time, and there must not be many people in the castle."
Tyran said, pointing to the towering building in the distance.
"But going there is a dead end, even if we take the castle, once we are surrounded by Ethanlien, we will wait to be caught in the urn!"
Diego said in disbelief, he didn't believe that Tyran would come up with such a stupid idea, and he literally led everyone to jump into the fire pit.
"No, trust me, I have a way," Tyran said confidently, he glanced at the suspicious Diego and said with a smile, "You don't think I've been a lord for so many years, I don't have no hole cards at all, do you?"
” Diego really wanted to say, "Based on my experience in my previous life, you are really alone in this place, until you die!"
But looking at Tyran, who was full of confidence, he still chose to believe in the other party.
Because, as Tyran said, with a few dozen of them, it is impossible to defeat the defenders at the gate and break through the gate, and listening to the barking of dogs in the distance, it is estimated that it will not be long before the crusaders will pursue, and they will not have time to flee over the mountain.
All in all, just listen to Tyran, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor!
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"Okay, go to the castle."
He made a quick decision and followed Tyran to the castle.
The assault on Madenhold's castle went far more smoothly than Diego had imagined, and as Tyran had predicted, almost all the crusaders in the castle had poured out to round up the fugitives, and there were few soldiers left in the castle, who did not even bother to set up a guard at the door.
So when Tyran rushed in with the men, a few poor guards were disarmed before they could even resist.
"Put them in the dungeon, Arton, you send a team to inspect and clean the castle to see if there are any remnants of the Crusaders, a team to go to the armory room to bring out the weapons and armor, we need a big change, the others stay here and prepare for defense!"
Tyran gave orders in an orderly manner, and as he commanded, everyone began to get busy.
These veterans are extremely familiar with this castle, they know what every room and every facility here is used for, and they also know where the war materials are stored, in fact, they have fought here more than once, orc wars, natural disasters wars, ...... since the Dark Gate 6 years, they have repelled countless enemy attacks on the Valley of the Hearth, the most dangerous one, the enemy even broke through the castle gate and occupied half of the castle.
But then they had defeated orcs, ogres, trolls, and the undead scourge, and now they were dealing with humans who were exactly like them.
"This time, let's do the big ticket!"
"It's just, I've seen that Ethan Lien's gang is not pleasing to the eye!"
The veterans were talking as they skillfully changed into the armor they had just moved out of the armor room and wiped the maintenance oil on the blades.
They looked very relaxed, completely unconcerned about the huge disparity in numbers between themselves and the enemy.