Chapter 3 Where Is My Holy Water?

"Where did the yellow-haired guy come from? How dare you come to my Manhu's territory and make trouble!" The torch lit up instantly and illuminated the camp. Manhu shouted and surrounded them with his six one-star swordsmen.

At the same time, the civilians who had not yet been assassinated by the little yellow-haired man also came out sleepily. They were not as well-trained as those swordsmen who could adjust their status from sleep in one go.

Louis hid behind the camp gate and counted carefully. Except for Manhu and his six men, there were less than ten civilian armed forces left. He was overjoyed, "Hurry up and kill them!"

It felt like hope had come. Logically speaking, twenty little yellow-haired men should be enough to kill the remaining guys, but the real battle was not as simple as Louis imagined.

At this moment, the little yellow-haired man received Louis' order and directly ignored the remaining civilian armed forces and rushed towards Manhu and his men.

But facing the surging attack of twenty little yellow-haired men, Manhu showed a trace of disdain on his face, "Kill them!"

As soon as the voice fell, a flash of sword light flashed in Manhu's hand, and the little yellow-haired man who rushed to the front instantly fell to the ground with blood spurting from his throat. At the same time, the six first-level swordsmen behind Manhu also rushed up. Although they didn't kill a little yellow-haired man in a second like Manhu, each of them was not at all inferior in a one-on-many situation.

"What's going on? Was that sword skill that Manhu just used? What a bullshit alien world, isn't it good to practice radio gymnastics? Why practice some magic martial arts?" Louis felt a little panicked at the moment, but soon calmed down and began to give orders to the little yellow-haired man.

"Five barbarians go hold Manhu back, defend with all their strength to keep him alive, but don't let him escape. The remaining fourteen barbarians besiege the first-level swordsman behind, and try to kill them all as quickly as possible."

According to the current situation, if Manhu can't use that sword skill again in a short time, it should be no problem for the five little yellow-haired guys to surround him. The rest depends on whether the fourteen little yellow-haired guys can quickly clear out the six first-level swordsmen.

With Louis's command, the balance of victory gradually moved towards Louis. Not long after, a scream was heard. A first-level swordsman was besieged to death by four little yellow-haired guys. After the four little yellow-haired guys succeeded, they quickly rushed to the other side and cooperated with the two little yellow-haired guys to keep people besieged. After a long time, another scream was heard, and the snowball of victory rolled bigger and bigger.

"Coconut shreds!" Louis waved his fist excitedly, feeling that victory was just around the corner. However, at this moment, another sword light suddenly lit up, and Manhu roared: "Get out of my way!"

This blow actually swept two little yellow-haired men in an instant. In an instant, Manhu broke out and fought with his remaining four men, and at the same time shouted: "You bunch of lowly civilians, why don't you pick up your weapons to help me kill these dogs?"

The ragged civilians were stunned, with a trace of fear in their eyes. They trembled and picked up kitchen knives, bricks, shovels and other things from the ground and prepared to rush towards the little yellow-haired men.

"Not good!" Because Louis had seriously underestimated Manhu's combat power before, the battle became particularly difficult. If these civilians joined in at this moment, the balance of victory might directly fall to the other side.

"No, we must stop these civilians from joining." Louis gritted his teeth with a distorted face, and mustered up the courage to stand up. He knew that if he continued to hide here, even if the little yellow-haired men died, he could return to the territory to continue to develop. At most, he could not practice.

But if he stood up and failed to win, he would be doomed, and might even be killed by the angry tiger.

But life is a rare opportunity, and this is his first battle since he came to this world, absolutely! Can't lose!

"Brothers!" Louis didn't know how to address the civilians: "Do you still want to be their slaves? Don't you want to have a free and happy life?"

"You may be afraid of their power and dare not resist at ordinary times, but what about now? They are about to lose! I don't need your help, as long as you don't join, they will die, and then you will be free!"

Freedom!

The group of civilians paused for a moment, and a trace of struggle flashed in their eyes.

They were originally ordinary villagers from nearby villages, but because of this group of robbers who robbed their villages, destroyed their homes, and captured them here as slaves and cannon fodder, living a life worse than pigs and dogs.

Now is their only chance to break free from the shackles, but at this moment everyone is hesitating because they are afraid that they will lose their lives if they make the wrong choice.

"You bunch of lowly people, what are you waiting for? I'm going to kill you!" While struggling to resist the attack of the little yellow-haired man, Manhu's eyes flashed with violent anger. However, at this time, another scream sounded, and a little yellow-haired man and a one-star swordsman fell to the ground at the same time, and the combat power of the bandits was reduced by one more.

"Damn it!" Manhu roared again, and with a sword skill, he chopped down another little yellow-haired man.

"Everyone, this is our only chance. If we kill those bandits, we will be free. I don't want to live such a life worse than pigs and dogs. Even if I fail and die, I will accept it!" The scream of the one-star swordsman when he died finally aroused the courage of one of the young civilians. The civilian rushed into the crowd with a kitchen knife and chopped the kitchen knife on a one-star swordsman who had no time to care about him.

"Kill these bandits!"

"Boom!" With the lead of the young civilian, this group of civilians who were used to being oppressed finally exploded and rushed towards the bandits.

"Do you want to rebel? Untouchables! Bastards!" The barbarian tiger roared angrily, but in the end he was annihilated by the attacks of the angry civilians and Xiao Huangmao.

After a moment, Louis breathed a sigh of relief and then slowly walked into the camp.

"What a heavy loss." Of the twenty little yellow furs brought out, there were only nine left at the moment, but Louis didn't feel bad. As long as there were resources, the little yellow furs could be trained continuously.

"Let me see what I can gain." With a smile, Louis walked into the largest tent in the center under the escort of Xiao Huangmao.

This tent was very exquisitely made, and the interior decoration was countless times better than the first-level base camp in Louis' territory. Louis looked at it casually, and then asked Xiao Huangmao to start packing.

Unknown fur mat, pack it up! Tiger skin mattress, pack it up! Scented low table, pack it in! Roast leg of lamb, take away!

Anyway, pack them all!

After cleaning up the furniture, Louis walked to a corner where there was a locked box, "This should be where resources are stored."

Thinking about it, Louis casually called a little yellow guy and asked him to split the lock directly and then open the box.

"Whoa!" A golden color appeared in Louis' eyes, and a line of subtitles was instantly printed on the system's screen: Two thousand gold found, put into the gold storage tank.

In an instant, Louis' eyes darkened.

"I'm going to move so fast, but such a big box only costs two thousand gold coins, which shows that the buildings in Clash of Clans are really expensive!" You must know that one gold coin is enough for a normal family to spend for a year.

After the gold coins were collected, Louis was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the box again: "Ouch! Where's the holy water? Didn't I say there would be holy water!"