The group of fully armored mercenaries did not carry long-range weapons and just stood still.
On the other hand, although the other mercenaries took out their bows and fired for a while, they did not cause any damage to the remaining Wyvern.
Seeing these Wyvern shaking the cracks with their claws, the sound of the bridge collapsing could be heard.
Dick ignored these people and winked directly at Geralt, then strode towards the opposite side.
Seeing this, the others abandoned the monsters one after another and ran away as well.
Little Yennefer is petite and can't run as fast as these men. He was anxious when he was suddenly picked up by a thick arm.
Geralt smiled slightly, held Little Yennefer's waist and ran wildly, reaching the first place in the crowd.
Dick and Leidi follow closely behind.
This wooden bridge was not wide to begin with, but the motley mercenaries behind them actually took out their weapons and slashed at will. They wanted their colleagues who had never met before to get out of the way.
However, the ten fully armored mercenaries at the end did an even better job. They drew their swords almost at the same time. If there were miscellaneous mercenaries in front of them blocking the way, they would coordinate and swing their swords to kill them.
Dick felt that the wooden bridge under his feet was tilting. Seeing that the other shore was only three or four meters away, he could clearly smell the moist soil in front of him, and he felt happy in his heart.
Just when he thought he was safe, his left foot was suddenly caught by something and he almost stumbled to the ground.
Turning around, he saw a mercenary lying on the ground, with one foot twisted unnaturally. He must have been injured during the crowd just now.
At the same time, he was still tightly grasping the handle of the whip in his hand.
Seeing Dick looking at him, he grinned. "If you don't save me, you will die too."
Dick turned around, ignoring the pain in his legs caused by the long whip piercing his flesh. He took two steps to the man's side and stretched out a hand.
A look of pride flashed across the mercenary's face, and then he became frightened.
I saw that the demon hunter in front of me had no intention of pulling him up, but the five fingers of his big hand were pressed together, with the palm facing him.
In the palm of his hand, a large cone-shaped translucent storm was about to take shape.
"Please, don't kill..."
Dick formed a seal with his right hand and fired a powerful cone-shaped shock wave, hitting the mercenary in the face.
"Bang!"
At such a close distance, the mercenary's head cracked instantly, and red and white splattered all over the floor.
Taking the opportunity, Dick lowered his head and untied the spiked whip.
At the same time, 10 mercenaries in full armor walked past him quickly.
When I stood up again, I felt that the bridge was tilting even more.
His body swayed suddenly, and the broken bridge was completely perpendicular to the river surface, and was swaying in the wind.
Dick twisted his body in the air, grabbed the railings of the bridge to steady himself, looked down, and saw the mercenary whose head had been shot earlier falling into the river together with the bodies of seven or eight other mercenaries.
The water splashed up and disappeared in an instant.
Fortunately, I don't have a fear of heights.
Dick laughed at himself and began to climb up with all his strength.
Seeing that he was about to climb ashore, the bridge port above suddenly made a "creak" sound, and before Dick could react, it cracked open again.
This bridge and Dick fell towards the river.
At a loss, Dick felt his waist tighten, and his falling figure was stopped.
He looked up and saw Little Yennefer above him holding a light blue translucent whip, with its body wrapped around his waist.
Geralt beside him put one hand around Little Yennefer's thin waist, while Leidi on the other side directly grabbed the whip body and used all his strength to stabilize Little Yennefer's figure.
Then these people exerted force at the same time, and Dick felt himself jumping up high. His perspective moved upwards, and he saw the ground beyond the other side. With the help of the power of the whip, he rolled forward in a circle and landed smoothly.
After standing up, he looked at Little Yennefer again. He seemed to be feeling a little sore and flicked his wrist, and the magic whip on his hand also disappeared at the same time.
Dick walked to her side. "Thank you, Ms. Little Yennefer."
"You're welcome. You are a demon hunter and are friends with Geralt. Besides, you are also Xiya's partner. I will naturally save you."
Dick nodded, then looked around.
The miscellaneous mercenaries were still complaining noisily at this time. They had reduced their number by seven or eight people, leaving only less than twenty people.
And those ten mercenaries in full armor were quite a lot.
A motley mercenary complained and shouted towards the other side of the river, "Brownie, what's going on?"
Brownie on the opposite side obviously heard what he said, but he didn't reply. He just raised his hand and made a gesture, then turned his horse's head and directed the soldiers to go away.
"What the hell is going on?
"Didn't he take us to hunt dragons together under the instruction of Duke Yakeli? Why did he leave on his own?"
"Is it possible that he is Brownie and is looking for other ways?" one of the miscellaneous mercenaries speculated.
"Let me explain," said the full-armor mercenary captain.
"You're a fucking idiot!" the mercenary who just shouted at the other side said disdainfully.
"Ugh!"
A trace of blood appeared on his throat. The mercenary covered his neck with both hands in disbelief, then convulsed and fell to the ground, becoming silent in the blink of an eye.
The remaining mercenaries in full armor lined up in a row, holding their swords lightly in their hands and looking directly at everyone's every move.
The scene became quiet for a moment.
The mercenary captain looked at the people opposite and said, "I said, now I will explain, do you want to listen?"
Dick felt very uncomfortable listening to his words, not only because of the content of his words and the arrogant attitude expressed, his voice was also very rough, like...
Like the Ghoul I have encountered before.
There is an evil atmosphere.
Seeing that no one refuted, the mercenary captain nodded with satisfaction and then said:
"Our true identity is actually the elite warriors under Brownie. Just call me captain and follow my command."
"I told you earlier, then why are you pretending to be mercenaries?" asked a miscellaneous mercenary.
The captain looked over and the mercenary who asked the question immediately shut his mouth. He knew that if he was not careful, he would end up lying on the ground twitching like his colleagues.
"Humph!" The captain snorted coldly, then looked at Dick and the others:
"You don't have any objections?"
Geralt was still expressionless, but his eyes were looking at Dick.
"No." Dick replied solemnly.
"Well, the whole army will continue to advance."
"But."
"But what?"
"But this time we two demon hunters, Mr. Leidi and Ms. Little Yennefer, are going to the end."
"You don't trust us?"
"Yes, I don't trust you!"
The captain stared at Dick without moving, and the latter did the same.
The scene became quiet again.
"Okay, but you have to remember what to do when you meet a green dragon after receiving the money."
"You don't need to remind me."
The captain turned to look at the group of mercenaries and scolded, "You losers, you take the lead."
The mercenaries did not dare to complain anymore and walked obediently at the front.