After finishing the examination, Ni Fu breathed a sigh of relief and said to Grantson: "He just lost too much blood in his body and there is no trauma on the surface of his body. Captain, can you send him out? Lu Keli needs to rest for a while now."
Grantson looked embarrassed: "I'm afraid not. This practical training will not allow us to go out until we have explored the entire cemetery, so there is no option to give up. Unless we give up our status as soldiers and become civilians after going out. But I think Each of you has a reason why you have to be a soldier, so how can you give up just because you just want to?"
Lu Keli looked pale due to blood loss. He struggled to stand up against the wall and said, "It's okay, captain. I just feel weak. I just need to rest for a while. It won't affect my movements. I also learned archery for a while. , although the accuracy is not as good as Elena and Fu, but I promise not to hold you back."
Grantson looked at the young human soldier, patted his shoulder and nodded: "Okay, let's continue."
Then his eyes suddenly widened and he looked anxious.
But Granton had no time to speak, and only his body reacted. He threw the epee in his hand in the direction of Elena and prayed in his heart that the epee could stop the love who was hiding on the edge of the pit and moving towards her unawares. Lina brandished the other little devil statue with her weapon.
Time seemed to have been pressed on the slow-down button, and everything changed so slowly.
The heavy sword thrown by Grantson did not hit the little devil turned back because of Granton's move, but the fork-shaped ax in the hand of the little devil statue had already touched the winged human race hybrid's lower back, and was about to be cut in half.
"Boom!"
The thick orange tiger legs hit the little devil statue like a whip, kicking it into a deep pit aside to join its companions at the bottom.
"Are you okay?" The big tiger also breathed a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the heavy sword thrown by the captain, he wouldn't have noticed the strange statue that appeared behind him.
The forked ax of the little devil statue only scratched the leather armor on the archer's back and did not damage the clothes underneath, but even so, drops of cold sweat broke out on Elena's quickly thanked: "Thanks to you, Big Tiger. Otherwise, I might have become a member of the team that was reduced earlier than Luc Curley."
Big Tiger apologized: "This was my negligence as a defender. If the captain hadn't discovered and responded in time, I wouldn't have been able to kick it down."
The wing-human hybrid gently touched the furry palm of the tiger-headed orc, signaling him not to blame himself too much.
Grantson stood up and said solemnly: "Let's move on and pay more attention to the blind spots. The statue just now was hidden on the edge of the pit and didn't show up until we passed by."
The team members nodded one after another, and they gradually realized that this actual training was really no by entering the entrance, they almost lost two people before they even started to go deep. This attack was enough to put them on guard.
However, Grantson's team did not encounter the enemy again, and soon came to a closed stone door. On both sides of the stone door were stone statues of skeletons holding oil lamps.
Chapter : Puncture in the underground cemetery
Grantson checked the stone door, then turned back to his team members and said: "No, it can't be opened. This should be a mechanism door, and it requires a mechanism in the cemetery."
Big Tiger shrugged his broad shoulders: "I knew this actual combat training would not be that simple."
Elena looked at the left passage with a closed stone door with a bitter face. The bone-white flames of the white candles stuck to the wall seemed to be waving to winged human race hybrid closed his eyes: "If possible, I would not choose such a scary place for training next time."
The dwarf took over the words: "As long as it is actual combat training, it is impossible to make us feel comfortable, otherwise it will not be effective. Now why not think about drinking a hearty glass of ice-cold ale after going out, ha, my body is all Tremble."
Elena had an expression on her face that said, "You're hopeless."
Lu Keli, whose face had regained some color, said weakly: "After I go out, I will apply to the instructor for two days of leave to have a good sleep."
The tauren touched the back of his head honestly, looked at the entrance to the passage on the left, compared his height, and said with some embarrassment: "Captain, the entrance to this passage is a bit low and relatively narrow. Big Tiger and I With my physique, I’m afraid I won’t be able to fully perform the movements.”
It was obvious that this passage was built based on normal human height standards. Grantson was relatively tall after humans, at meters.
It is no problem to walk into the cemetery passage with this height. Even the tall elf hybrid in the team is only a little over two meters tall, and it is enough to pass.
But the two orcs in his team are taller than the other. The big tiger is already two and a half meters tall, and the tauren is even more exaggerated at three addition, the orcs are generally bigger than humans, and they can touch the wall when they turn around, so the road is basically blocked as soon as they enter.
Not to mention that this young tauren was carrying an ancestral totem that was almost as tall as himself on his back.
Thanks to the strong physical strength of the tauren, otherwise its weapons and armor plus the stone pillar totem on its back would weigh several tons in the average human soldier would have already collapsed from exhaustion after walking a few steps, this tauren looked like a normal person without even breaking a sweat.
The dwarf said at this time: "Now you know there are advantages to being short!"
Grantson rolled his eyes at the dwarf, and then said to the tauren: "That's easy to say. You and Big Tiger should follow the back of the team to take care of Lu Keli. If there is an emergency, you should quickly retreat with the wounded. Although Not a soldier, but it's better than losing your life here."
The tauren refused without thinking: "No, I would rather die here than be a deserter. If my clan friends know about this, I will be marked with shame and expelled from the clan forever."
The big tiger also nodded: "We orcs don't have the word 'retreat'. Of course I will take Lu Keli out and then come back to find you."
This is the difference between a tiger-headed man and a tauren. After all, the latter's head is very stubborn and does not know how to turn.
Grantson nodded helplessly and agreed to what the two orcs did.
Then the dwarf took the lead carrying a battle ax and walked into the pale passage scattered with rotten coffin boards, bones and cobwebs. His feet wearing combat boots made a crunching sound on the stone slabs.
"Oh, I must make my boots quiet this time when I go back." The dwarf muttered, and then he saw a spacious room at the end of the passage not far away falling from the wall. Little devil statue.
He shouted instantly: "Hey hey hey, guys are here to live!"
Before he could finish speaking, Elena's and Nifu's arrows accurately hit the legs of the little devil statue.
The two archers had previously discovered that their arrows were not guaranteed to kill the enemy if they hit, so they unanimously changed their strategies and chose to target the enemy's limbs to paralyze them.
It has to be said that Elena and Rufu adapt to the enemy very quickly, which is exactly what happened to the little devil statue.
Because compared to its body, which looks as round and thick as a winter melon, the limbs of these statues are as slender as hemp poles, so the penetrating arrows directly destroyed the legs of the little devil statue, making it useless. The strange and flexible figure approached him.
"Oh ho ho, good job, girls! I'll treat you to a drink after we go out, and I, Mr. Gronbar, will pay for it!" the dwarf shouted excitedly.
Another human sword and shield wielder raised his shield and came to the dwarf, blocking him from the flying knives thrown by the two little devil sound of the flying knife hitting the kite-shaped shield silenced the dwarf's excited voice for an instant.
Grantson's voice came from behind: "Don't take it lightly, Mr. Gronbar. These statues are so evil. As an adventurer, I have never seen such statues before. Taran, are you okay?"
Taran looked at the two flying knives inserted into the front of his shield with a shocked expression. After hearing the captain's words, he shook his head: "Captain, I'm fine. I didn't feel the tearing feeling that Lu Keli said. "
Grantson nodded: "Long-range throwing weapons will not produce that kind of strange attack effect, so the problem lies in their strangely shaped axes. Everyone, please be careful not to be hit by the weapon in the hands of this statue. Even if you block it, it won’t work, do you understand!”
While the two were talking, the archers' arrows accurately hit the eyes of the little devil statue that was pulling on the ground and trying to get closer. They wanted to try to find out whether the statue relied on its eyes to distinguish the surrounding environment.
What made the two archers' eyes light up was that after being shot in the eyes, the little devil statue stopped crawling toward them, and instead waving the weapons in their hands randomly and crawled back.
This scene made everyone present look at each other in shock.
"Do you still know how to be afraid of this evil statue?" The dwarf stared at the statue getting farther and farther away from him and said in an incredible tone.
Grantson was also confused. He had never seen a mechanical statue that was scary.
Could it be that these are not actually stone statues, but some kind of creatures that have never been seen before?
The dwarf looked at Grantson: "What should we do now, Captain?"
Grantson coughed lightly: "Be careful as you move forward, I'm afraid there are traps or something like that in the room ahead."
The dwarf chuckled after hearing Grantson's words, and looked at Taran. The two of them quickly picked up their weapons and chased the little devil statue that seemed to be running away out of fear.
Two figures, one tall and one low, stepped into the relatively spacious room. There was a closed sarcophagus stacked on the left and right walls of the room. There were also wooden coffins placed on the walls, but some coffins were obviously damaged by the passage of time. And decay revealed the skeletal remains of the owner within.
After Taran and Gronbar confirmed that there were no traps on the floor and ceiling, they immediately raised their swords and battle axes and slashed hard at the little devil statue pulling back on the ground.
But is the little demon statue that appears to be running backwards really frightened by the damage the two archers have inflicted on it?
the answer is negative.
It is just luring enemies into the cemetery. No matter whether its body parts are damaged or not, as long as it moves forward to a certain distance, it will automatically retreat, allowing enemies who think it is scared to catch up.
If Roland saw Taran and Gronbar in this team just checking their heads and the floor before rushing in stupidly, then he would regretfully comment: "Oh, look. Another two people who don't know what to do first. Protect your new Ass."
Behind them, two little devil statues lying silently on the wall fell down, swinging the forked ax in their hands towards the human sword-shielders and dwarf warriors.
This time they did not have the protection of the tiger-headed orcs behind them, and Grantson did not have the heavy sword in his hand that could be thrown to deflect the opponent's attack.
Taran's back was hit by a fork-shaped axe. The armor he was wearing was useless against the weapons produced in the junction. His spine was cut off immediately, and the human sword and shield wielder only had time to let out a scream. He fell to the ground, and then his body sputtered with blood like Lu Keli before, and he instantly turned into a bloody man.
The dwarf Gronbar's reaction was slightly faster than Tallan's. This allowed the dwarf to react and roll forward to avoid the ambush of another little devil statue.
"Talan!!" Grantson was not far behind Talan, and the cold light of the long sword in his hand flashed towards the statue of the little devil who was stepping on Taran's back, preparing to continue to hit him.
The two archers arrived first, and their arrows instantly shot at the little devil statue, interrupting its ongoing movements.
Grantson's long sword picked off the arm of the little devil statue holding the forked axe, and then kicked it away.
Gronbar, who had escaped the ambush on the other side, flexibly adjusted his short body, the muscles on his arms were prominent, and the sharp battle ax made by the dwarves struck at the head of the little devil statue.
The other team members only heard a "click" sound, and the little devil statue was cut in half under the dwarf's brute force.
"Talan, Talan!" Grantson rushed to the side of the human sword and shield hand, knelt down and called his name anxiously. Looking at the bloody and miserable condition on his back, he knew in his heart that Talan was hopeless.
Sure enough, no matter how much Grantson shouted, Taran never responded to his captain's voice.
Nifu came to Grantson's side, and the half-elf patted his shoulder and said in a heavy voice: "The life breath in his body is passing away very quickly, and there is no hope of saving him."
Grantson nodded, closed his eyes and stood up. He was an adventurer who was used to seeing life and death. It was very common for his companions to suddenly die when exploring an underground cemetery.
But he could have prevented this tragedy from happening, but because of his carelessness, he did not remind his companions to pay attention to the blind spot, which led to attrition. This was his dereliction of duty as the captain.
"Gronbar, are you injured?" Grantson came to the side of the dwarf who had been silent since just now.
The dwarf's face was a little pale, and he chuckled, but anyone could hear that the dwarf's voice was out of breath: "Don't worry about me, captain. Be careful with this tomb, it's too weird."
Then the dwarf let go of the hand ax that had been supporting his body and fell to the ground. Two shining flying knives were inserted into the dwarf's back.
Grantson felt his brain explode with a bang. He suddenly looked up at the little devil statue that was crawling back, only to see its head hit by the ax thrown by the dwarf. But he made a gesture of throwing a throwing knife in his hand.
Grantson's team had just entered the Piercing Underground Cemetery and had not explored one-third of it, but they had already officially lost two people.
The team members silently moved the "bodies" of Taran and Gronbar together, placed them on a sarcophagus, prayed, and started exploring again.
Especially when it was the first time for Elena to see a familiar person suddenly die so clearly, her face was filled with sadness, and tears filled her eyes.
"Let's go, let them rest here for a while. We will take them away after we have explored the entire cemetery and completed the mission." Grantson said after a moment of silence for his two team members.
After the others left here, a faint golden light flowed from the wounds of Taran and Gronbar, and the sarcophagi on both sides were pushed open, and two cleanly dressed nobles stood up from inside.
"Hiss, Master Roland's way of training soldiers is really hardcore." A nobleman said while carrying Gronbar's body on his back.
Another nobleman first applied ointment to Taran's wound, and then carefully carried the more seriously injured human on his back, and said to his companion: "It seems that this training method was not proposed by Roland, but by Roland." Lord Oga proposed it.”
"Oh, that's not surprising. No matter how radical those Red Lions are, I wouldn't be surprised."
The Grantson team on the other side was not having an easy time either. With one of the two sword and shield players seriously injured and the other "killed", the tauren in the team could only be changed from defenders to forwards.
He actually holds a position similar to that of a mage in the team. This tauren is actually a shaman.
At this time, they came to a fork in the road. Grantson looked at the two intersections ahead and to the right and to his past experience, this kind of fork in the road must be a road of life or a road of death. If you choose the wrong one, it will be all over.
So should we keep going forward or to the right?
It is impossible to go separately. There are currently only seven people in the team who can cemetery is full of weird statues. It is not a wise choice to disperse the combat power of your team at this time.
"Go to the right and have a look." Grantson finally decided.
They stepped onto the steps and walked down the stone road step by step. They did not encounter any enemies along the way, but the more this happened, the more uneasy Grantson felt.
: Puncture Underground Cemetery
Soon, they came to the entrance to a room that was even emptier than all the rooms they had passed before.
There were no little devil statues or coffin boards, not even skeletal remains or cobwebs.
Weird, very weird.
Grantson took the lead this time, holding Lucoli's shield in his , the latter couldn't take on the role of shield guard now, so he simply handed over his shield to the captain.
They stopped at the entrance and did not go in because Grantson saw the iron thorns hanging upside down from the ceiling of the room with a cold light.
"I bet that once we step in, the floor under our feet will slowly lift us up, and then we will be skewered into beautiful kebabs by these iron nails, and then become the snacks for those cute little ones in the cemetery." If the dwarf Grom Barr is still on the team, and he will definitely use his rough voice to express everyone's inner thoughts.
Grantson said: "Go to the other side of the road and take a look first."
So the group of people retreated in the direction they had just come from, and the numerous footsteps formed an annoying drumbeat in the claustrophobic environment.
Soon Grantson and the others came back, because the fork on the other side was a dead end. There was only a small room at the end of the road. In the small room, apart from the messy coffin boards, there were only three little devil statues lying in wait.
However, the Grantson team, who already knew that the little devil statues like to lurk in blind spots, did not give them a chance to sneak attack, and took a little time to get rid of the three little devil statues.
The price paid was quite acceptable, because the room was spacious enough, so the big tiger went in to help the captain deal with the little devil statue, but was accidentally , because the physical fitness of the orcs is much stronger than that of humans, the big tiger does not directly trigger the bleeding effect.
Team Grantson finally returned to the entrance to the room with a ceiling full of barbs.
"Captain, let me do it." Elena stood up from the team. The Winged Archer's face was full of determination: "Although the iron spikes above are scary, the space is large and I can fly in it. Move faster than you."
Grantson was slightly surprised, but he didn't say much. He just warned in a serious tone: "Be careful of visual blind spots. I found that the enemies in this cemetery particularly like to hide in such counter-intuitive places."
Miyazaki Hidetaka gave a thumbs up.
Elena nodded, her body trembling slightly with she was already working hard to overcome the fear in her heart and walked towards the room.
Because she is currently the only person in the team who is suitable for reconnaissance, and her original identity is that of a scout. Now it is time for her to fulfill her duties.
Then under Elena's surprised gaze, Grantson arranged his equipment and came to her side, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me."
As a captain, Grantson could not sit back and watch his soldiers enter unknown and dangerous areas while he was in a safe place at the rear.
"Wait a minute, captain. Let me take your place." The big tiger hunched over and walked over from the end of the team. His huge tiger head nodded to Elena, and then said to Grantson: "One more person is worth more. Take care of me, I can help if anything happens. I don’t want members of the team to die inexplicably anymore, and Elena probably thinks the same way.”
"You are the backbone of the team. If something unexpected happens to you when you go in, the team will probably be ruined here because there is no clear command."
