"Hurry! Run! Don't stop!"

"Yes! Run as far as you can before those monsters catch up with you."

"Warriors! All warriors, come closer to me!"

"Don't be stupid! It's too late! We don't have time to organize the scattered people!"

…

Accompanied by nervous shouts, all the fleeing prisoners became extremely frightened.

Having escaped with great difficulty, they did not want to return to that horrible hell at all.

Coupled with the extremely low visibility in the surrounding environment, the originally relatively orderly crowd immediately fell into chaos.

Some people stepped forward, hoping to use their prestige and courage to gather those who were able to fight, so as to buy time for the old, weak, women and children in the team to escape to Myratma;

Some people just wanted to save themselves, so they left the main force behind and ran madly towards the city gate;

Some "smart guys" felt that if they followed everyone else, they would be too conspicuous and would easily be killed by the monsters that caught up with them, so they secretly changed direction and planned to hide in the woods, or directly jump into the river and swim to the other side.

In short, in times of crisis, all aspects of life are fully reflected.

Seeing such a scene, Jahira and Khalid were dumbfounded.

They had no idea how to deal with this completely out-of-control situation and could only watch everyone running around in a swarm.

Fortunately, countless torches were lit on the walls of Myratma, otherwise countless people would have gotten lost.

"I...what should we do now?" Khalid asked in an uncertain tone.

Jaheira smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Don't ask me. I don't know. But maybe all we can do now is to buy them some time."

Before he finished speaking!

Suddenly there was a slight vibration on the ground.

Not long after, a group of orcs on horseback rushed out of the camp.

You know it without asking!

These guys formed a cavalry using the stolen horses.

If they were allowed to charge, the fleeing prisoners would be massacred.

And the Mailatma side would not allow the closed city gates to be opened in such a dangerous situation.

What to do? Khalid, Jaheira, and the warriors who stepped forward from among the captives were all stunned.

Because in this completely open terrain, no infantry could withstand the impact of these heavy war horses that are a specialty of the Kingdom of Tethyr.

In fact, powerful war horses and knights are the cornerstones of maintaining the feudal rule of the country beneath our feet.

But now, after being snatched away by the orcs, these heavy war horses have become the most deadly threat.

Although the number is not large, perhaps only two or three hundred, it is definitely not something that a group of rabble can withstand.

What's more, behind the orc cavalry, there are countless gnolls, goblins, trolls, half-giants, snakemen and lizardmen.

At this critical moment, Zuo Si's short figure suddenly appeared on the path of the charging orc cavalry.

Before others could react, he activated the [Grease Technique], [Spider Web Technique] and [Stinky Cloud Technique] stored in the magic storage ring in his hand.

moment!

Large oil stains mixed with sticky and tough spider webs, as well as clouds of pungent and foul-smelling fog, directly covered a large area ahead.

The orc cavalry at the front had no time to slow down or take a detour, and they just rushed straight in.

Due to the influence of the grease spell, the friction between the horse's hooves and the ground was seriously insufficient, so all the unlucky people who rushed in would, without exception, fall heavily to the ground because their mounts slipped and became entangled in the sticky spider webs.

Immediately afterwards, a pungent yellow-green foul-smelling gas went directly into the respiratory tract and into the body, causing all the people and horses who smelled it to vomit violently.

Some of the most serious ones even fainted on the spot and were trampled or hit to death by other cavalrymen rushing in from behind.

Of course, this is not the worst.

With the help of the [Stinking Cloud]'s cover, the Shadow Legion attacked again, launching a ruthless massacre against those orcs who had almost lost their ability to resist.

After the magic effect dissipated, the Shadow Legion had disappeared into the shadows.

Jaheira, Khalid and the others saw only corpses scattered all over the ground and heavy war horses that kept screaming with broken legs.

Some of them rushed forward more fiercely and were less than five meters away from where Zuo Si was standing.

But he was not nervous or panicked at all, as if he did not take these charging orc cavalry seriously at all.

And with the previous experience of the corpses on the ground, the monsters following behind also became hesitant and did not dare to approach easily.

Because when faced with powerful magical forces, these wild tribes living in the mountains, forests and swamps are actually filled with fear of the unknown and death, just like humans living in the countryside.

Of course, this does not include the snake people created by the ancient "creator race" the witches.

However, the few arcane spellcasters among these snakemen had long been made into creature cards by Zuo Si, and most of the remaining ones were priests and warriors.

In addition, the supreme commander of the monster army, Wilmes, flew away to find the "scapegoat", so for a moment there appeared a strange scene in which a large group of monsters were frightened by a boy about ten years old.

"Who is that? Your companion?"

A man holding a broadsword asked Khalid beside him.

The latter shook his head first, then nodded and stammered to explain: "Just barely...just barely. In fact, we were also rescued by him like you."

"Oh? That means he must be a very powerful wizard!" The man's eyes lit up slightly.

Zuo Si's sudden intervention interrupted the monsters' pursuit and bought the most precious time for the escape of more than 2,000 prisoners.

If the current standoff can last for a dozen minutes, then everyone will be able to escape safely through the city gate into Myratma.

"Don't be silly! He's only about ten years old, still a child. Even if he's a wizard, his spellcasting level must not be very high. Those spells just now must have activated some powerful magic items. No! We have to help him."

As a druid, Jaheira obviously knows more magic than these warriors.

I realized that Zuo Si had neither chanted any spell nor made any casting movements just now.

It must be because of the magic item used.

Otherwise, the three spells would never take effect at the same time, but there would be a certain interval between them.

While a few people were talking, there was finally a movement from the monster.

I saw about a hundred goblins being beaten and kicked out by the ferocious and brutal gnolls, and they rushed forward in a swarm of chaos.

Needless to say, they were thrown out deliberately to test whether the short human wizard in front of them was still capable of casting powerful spells.

But just one second later, Zuo Si raised the [Fireball Wand] in his hand, aimed at the charging goblin, and shot a small orange-red fireball.

Following...

Boom!!! The blinding light and explosion instantly blew up a large number of goblins into charred corpses.

The rest of them were also crawling back with desperate screams, and their speed was almost twice as fast as the previous charge.

After all, goblins are originally timid creatures.

It is better to expect sows to climb trees than to expect them to withstand the incredibly destructive energy-shaping magic attack like Fireball.

At least the latter still has some room for maneuver.

But unless the former is enchanted, controlled, or brainwashed by powerful spells, he will collapse and escape in a matter of minutes as long as the death rate exceeds one-tenth.

It's useless even if there is a group of brutal supervisors following behind.

(End of this chapter)