Extra Three: The Road to Thorns Next

Almost a year later, the thief Jereman's barbarian thief group became famous, with the momentum to catch up with the golden storm of that year. At the same time, the name of the chivalrous and righteous musket queen Elatia Fedilu also began to spread all over the streets and alleys. The two were black and white, and there were many rumors. Although they were not connected, they were all rumored to be funny.

Finally, one day, the thief and the queen met unexpectedly in the cannibal forest. On the one hand, there was a huge band of nearly 200 thieves, and on the other hand, there were less than 80 mercenaries. The former cooperated tacitly, while the latter was a patchwork of scattered soldiers. Before they fought, the victory or defeat was already clear.

Elatia still looks so resolute, exuding a tough aura of a man at all. Many people in the barbarian thieves opposite have got along with her and have been ridiculed by her because they can't flirt. At this moment, the enemy is particularly jealous. Before Jereman speaks, the brothers behind him began to whistle, boo constantly, and even Someone said more sly words directly, trying to trample on this woman who was too strong and would never give in to them.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, the man who spoke rudely turned into a corpse in an instant, and the hole in his forehead kept spraying blood and brain plasma.

"At the beginning, I was merciful because I thought you were brothers. Since you are still hard to change after such a long time, then just die!" Alatia turned the musket in her hand and inserted it back into the barrel. The whole action was so unrestrained that she didn't even take her eyes off the group of guys.

One of his brothers died before the confrontation, and the rest of them shouted one after another. Just waiting for his order, they all rushed up together and dragged Elatia off the horse to insult him fiercely. Jerryman smiled bitterly and looked at Elatia opposite.

The musket queen faced the unanimous condemnation of hundreds of people without fear. Looking at him, she was also calm and even a little provocative.

Well, let these simple-minded guys suffer a little, and it will be easier to control them in the future.

So he took out his gun and fired a shot at the sky, which made everyone shut up.

Jerryman touched his beard and said slowly, "Since we have a personal feud, it's better to solve the personal feud first, and then talk about the issue of military supplies."

Aladia pulled out the thin sword from her waist and pointed to him: "I'm happy to accompany you."

"Oh, I probably didn't make it clear. My brothers are dissatisfied with the musket queen. It's better for everyone to compete fairly and fight one-on-one swords. Which of you would like to be the first?" Jerryman turned his head and asked the thieves beside him.

"Me! I'll teach this ignorant bitch a lesson!" The person who shouted and rushed out of the team was Tao. He has been holding back this tone for a long time. Today, since the boss gave him a chance, the other party also agreed. This revenge is not a man!

Seeing him, Elatia also knew it. She sneered and waved her sword to greet him. Both sides retreated one after another, giving them enough space for a duel.

But it turned out that their actions were completely superfluous. Although Tao was aggressive and roared and waved his heavy sword and cut to Elatia, Elatia just easily turned his head and avoided his attack, and then cut out a skin-opening wound on Tao's waist with a backhand sword.

It was said to be a duel, but it was only a few seconds. Tao was angry and just wanted to slap her to pieces immediately. There was no room left. He couldn't take it back with a sword. Instead, he was caught by Elatia and killed with one blow.

Both sides can't help holding their breath. Although Tao is indeed not good at swordsmanship and equestrianism, after all, Elatia is a woman who kills him with a sword, which is too...

Tao's heavy body fell off the horse, stared, and his heart was unwilling to swallow.

"Is anyone else coming?" Alatia raised the tip of the bloody sword and pointed to the group of white-faced thieves on the opposite side. Wherever the tip of the sword pointed, the people dodged one after another.

There seemed to be a little smile on Jerryman's face. He drove his horse forward two steps and was about to speak. I don't know who behind him made a complaint: "She cheated!" She used fighting spirit!"

Someone took the lead, and the scene immediately became chaotic again. The group of thieves was excited, and they were all shouting that they would not win, cheat and so on. Jereman's words came to his mouth, and he had to swallow them back with a wry smile.

It seems that it is really difficult for this group of people who have followed themselves from the beginning.

Elatia has always been vigorous in doing things. At this time, without saying anything, he took out his gun and pointed to the opposite side. A group of bastards who didn't want to die in the hands of women immediately suffoed.

"A swordsman can't fight. Instead of being ashamed of himself, he accuses the other party of using fighting to cheat. Jerryman, your people have this ability, and you still want to rob military supplies? I think you'd better not be delusional and rest as soon as possible!" The musket queen laughed with full momentum, and the mercenaries behind her laughed, and each sound seemed to slap the group of people opposite.

Being laughed at so much, not only those who had a grudge against Elatia in the past, but also the thieves who joined later were unbearable. They asked Jerryman one after another, "Big boss, what are you talking to them about! You will know if you have the ability to fight. If you don't teach them a lesson, you really think we are all losers!"

Jeriman shook his head with a smile: "We are barbarians. We only deal with caravans and material escort groups, and we can't get any benefit from this kind of self-righteous mercenary regiment. Our goal is coming soon. Illed them and let's go. After saying that, he will leave with his men.

"Don't want to leave with me!" Elatia refused to let go and rushed towards him with her sword.

Jeriman held the reins in one hand, took the gun in the other hand, and shot back without looking back. He was hitting the left front hoof of the white horse Elatia. The white horse knelt forward in pain. Elatia was unprevently fell to the ground, her hat fell off, and her cloak was dirty, and she looked very embarrassed.

The indignant thieves, who had been ind for a long time, pulled down the invincible musket queen as soon as the boss took action. Suddenly, they were happy and cheered. Some people rode up and spit, doing their best to insults. The mercenaries could not let their leader be humiliated. They also shouted and rushed forward, drew their swords to stab, and flirted with several people in the bandits.

"All stop!" Jerryman shouted angrily, "We are thieves, not adventurers with excess energy!" Every bit of our blood and sweat should pay for the seizure of property, and don't keep up with me!"

Anyway, Elatia's falling off the horse has saved his face. The other party's mercenaries are very strong, and the thieves are not in love to fight. They obediently put away their weapons and followed Jereman to the carriage road at the end of the forest.

Elatia sprained her elbow in the fall just now, and she trembled with anger. After being picked up, she roared out of control at Jerryman's back and said, "Jerman, you heinous bastard! I will kill you one day!"

"You don't have that ability." The faraway Jerryman just left her with such an understatement without looking back.

What you hold in your hand is not real justice, and what you expect is by no means to clean up security.

You are just unwilling to be left behind, leaving no reason, let alone any explanation afterwards; you just want to prove that although you are a woman, you can still be very strong, and you can still wander around and help the weak; you just didn't find your way forward, so you blindly followed me for a while. I'm young and energetic, and I have to work against me.

Jeriman sat on the slope of the roadside, watching the brothers who had followed him for many years leave cursingly, and watching the newlyweds who admired him leave disappointedly.

Just because he said that if you can't put aside your personal feud with Elatia, you don't have to follow me anymore.

In the past, the brothers thought that he valued sex over friends, and shouted that they misread him.

Later, the brothers felt that he was stubborn and did not know how to cherish what he really had.

Three or five, thirty or fifty, a whole team, and finally he was left, and a guy who seemed to be a hairy boy.

"Aren't you leaving?" Jerryman thought it was very interesting, so he asked him.

"I'm here to follow you to do a big career," the teenager stood in the sun, wrinkled his nose and said, "Men should be broad-minded and not angry with women."

Jeriman smiled. This time it was from the bottom of his heart. He saw the self-confidence and elegance that belonged to him when he was young.

He stood up, patted the teenager on the shoulder and praised, "You're right. Men's strength is kept to do big things, not to bully women, boy, what's your name?

The teenager's freckled face opened a bright smile, straightened his back, and replied loudly, "Andy Jones."