A robber ran into Cockatrice Inn, and the remaining two robbers nervously held weapons and guarded this side of the bridge.
As the two figures came closer and closer, the two robbers obviously felt more and more nervous.
Because they discovered that the two men who were about to cross the bridge were wearing uniforms that they had never seen before, and they were carrying two swords on their backs.
Moreover, what made them even more uneasy was the eyes of those two people.
For God's sake, who has eyes like a cat?
Fortunately, their nervousness did not last long.
The bandit leader came out of the hotel with other bandits. They gathered at the bridge, enough to block the bridge.
The advantage of numbers makes even the timid people bold.
Seeing the two approaching, the bandit leader took a step forward with a smile on his face.
"Hello, travelers, it's really hot, isn't it? Want to go over here? Of course you can, but you have to pay the bridge toll, which is ten Florin per person."
Lynn and Geralt looked at each other.
Geralt said in a strange way.
"I'm really touched. He could have grabbed it directly, but he didn't say it was a bridge toll."
Behind the bandit leader, a bandit holding a crossbow said, "Actually, this is not a toll, we are just robbing you, do you understand?"
"Shut up! Even Drowner can understand this situation," the bandit leader reprimanded his younger brother, then turned to the demon hunters, "I really don't want to break up, after all, this is a civilized land, so, gentlemen, what's your answer?"
"Of course..."
"Fire the arrow!"
Before the demon hunter on the opposite side could reply, the bandit leader suddenly shouted an order.
In fact, he had no intention of actually negotiating with the other party.
The words I said before were just to make the other party put down their guard.
After all, he doesn't look like an ordinary traveler from the opposite side, and is unlikely to obey him honestly.
Most people who are born with swords have this bad habit.
To take a step back, even if the other party is willing to pay the money obediently, wouldn't they be able to take away all the money if they kill the other party?
It's too late, it's too late.
The three crossbow arrows turned into three blurry phantoms and shot towards the target.
In the eyes of the bandit leader and his men, these two guys carrying two swords were doomed.
No one can dodge three crossbows at such a close distance... What? How is that possible!
The imagined scene of being pierced by a crossbow bolt did not happen.
Lynn turned sideways and dodged easily.
Geralt swung his sword and knocked away the incoming crossbow bolt.
Then, as the bandits stared with their mouths wide open, the two demon hunters rushed toward them quickly.
"Hold them off! Get in! Get in quickly!"
Two bandits were pushed out by the bandit leader, and then two more.
One of the robbers instinctively ducked back, but the remaining three robbers looked at each other, roared and faced the oncoming demon hunter side by side.
When the two sides were still a few meters away from each other, Lynn suddenly kicked hard on the bridge under his feet.
Then, like a direwolf that jumped out, he pounced hard on the middle one among the three robbers on the opposite side, and his speed was faster than before.
In the line of sight from the opposite side, the movements of Lynn could not even be seen clearly. At most, they could only capture a fast passing afterimage.
The approaching robber instinctively waved his weapon and tried to drive away the approaching demon hunter, but in Lynn's view, the opponent was already in disarray and without any plan.
Gwyhyr struck the side of the sword that was swinging wildly. While swinging away the opponent's sword, he used the momentum of the forward thrust to plunge Gwyhyr into the robber's chest.
The two people turned into rolling gourds at the same time and rolled several meters away. Lynn immediately jumped up and stepped on the robber's belly.
Gwyhyr pulled out a blood arrow.
He just glanced back quickly and saw that Geralt had already consciously faced the remaining two robbers, so he no longer focused on them.
Instead, he lowered his body and rushed towards the remaining robbers who were in a mess.
Three more crossbow arrows came.
Lynn jumped up, like a fish flipping in the air, while avoiding the flying crossbow bolts, and jumped onto the railing on the edge of the bridge.
This railing is so short and small that most people don't even dare to lean on it for fear of falling off the railing.
But in the witcher's boots, it seemed like walking on flat ground.
He walked around the robbers blocking the road along the railing, and rushed in front of the three robbers holding crossbows.
The latter was still busy re-winding the string, but it was obviously too late.
Three cold lights flashed.
Three robbers holding crossbows turned into three corpses in the blink of an eye.
"Die!"
The bandit leader pounced on the witcher from behind.
But Lynn's response was faster than he expected.
Dang Dang Dang!
The long and short swords of the bandit leader clashed with Gwyhyr several times, and fierce sparks erupted from the steel collision.
Both sides retreated at the same time.
"Damn, what the hell!"
The bandit leader spat on the ground in fear.
This was the first time he felt so stressed.
Most people can only hold one weapon in each hand at the same time, plus a shield at most.
But he is different.
He follows the style of Er Dao Ryu.
That is, a long sword and a short sword.
The short sword can be used for defense, while the long sword is for offense.
Of course this is not entirely absolute.
One sword can also be used as a feint attack, while the other sword can be used to launch a truly fatal attack when the opponent's attention is attracted.
Of course.
Learning the two-sword style is much more difficult than learning how to use one weapon.
But if you can practice it.
It can be said to be an advantage against enemies who are not adapted to the rhythm of the two-sword style.
The bandit leader once opened a knight can with two swords.
But the opponent was obviously younger than him, but he seemed to know the Er-sword style very well, and even blocked all of his attacks.
What he didn't know was that although Lynn was young, the "Master-Level School of the Wolf Swordsmanship" skill he had pointed out long ago gave him rich skills and experience in fighting against any weapon.
This naturally includes Er Dao Flow.
Demon hunters have stronger physical fitness than ordinary people, and they only need a few seconds of breathing space to recover more physical strength than ordinary people.
Before other bandits around him attacked, Lynn attacked again.
Lift Gwyhyr directly above your head with both hands, and perform a powerful and heavy downward chop.
The bandit leader hurriedly ducked aside.
But he didn't expect that this turned out to be a feint.
Lynn's left foot is on the ground, his body is spinning like a top, and his posture is as graceful as a dance.
But the sword he swung was like a whip, striking hard on the swords that the bandit leader raised hastily.
The latter was staggered by the sword and fell to the ground.
He knew something was wrong, but before giving him any time to react, the rapidly approaching black shadow passed from bottom to top with a silvery cold light.
All the strength receded like the tide at this moment.
His body was like a piece of hard wood, and he fell face down to the ground.
A large amount of blood flowed out from underneath him, staining the muddy ground red.
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