<h4>Chapter 557 Pitiful Heroes</h4>
"Burn them!"
"Hang them!"
"Poison them!"
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The bandits rambled on with their leader while treating their enemy like dirt that wasn’t even worthy enough to enter their eyes.
They all sneered and spat at these Baymardians who wanted to y the heroic part of saving these weaklings today.
As for the heroes in question, they were busy giving secret hand signals to each other.
Landon smiled calmly when he thought about how smoothly things were going.
These bandits had really underestimated them due to the rumours that they’ve heard about Baymard.
But why should he bother to correct them?
It was always best for his enemies to lower their guard to some extent, so that the job can get done without too many casualties on his side.
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"Enough!" The chubby leader said to his men, before giving hisplete attention to these newfound enemies of his.
In truth, he took their silence and theirck of action as a sign of anxiousness.
For him, it was obvious that they were now flustered because they couldn’t attack them at this distance.
So with that thought in mind, he didn’t even bother to look at them before issuing out hismand to his archers.
Who asked them to be heroes?
"Men, fire Now!!!" The chubby leader said, before majestically walking towards the back of his mm instead.
But just before any of them could take a shot, they all felt a sharp stinging pain on their necks.
Eh?
Had they been stung by bees in the winter?
They felt like the stinging pain was probably nothing, so they continued working out their arrows at will.
’Thup! Thup!’
’Thup! Thup!’
’Thup!’ Thup!’
Several arrows were sent flying... And Immediately, Landon and his men either rolled away or jumped behind their trucks for cover.
"Hahahhahahahha!
Look!
I knew that they were all talk and nothing more." Said one of the bandits, who was watching the show pleasantly.
"I agree!
Did you see how they ran away like whims?"
"Hehehhe... Without any archers or even shields, how would they be able to fight orunch any attacks at us from this distance?"
"Yeah!
They’ve really disappointed me.
So what was the point of that cool entrance earlier on, if they were actually this weak?
It almost feels like bullying now.
But I’m definitely notining!"
"Aye!
You heroes there!
What’s the matter with you all?
What happened to your heroic speech from earlier on?
Tsk!
What a bunch of weaklings!"
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As the bandits celebrated their early victory, the vigers on the other hand... all felt very scared instead.
Wait... Were these people not their saviours?
Did their ancestors really but send them over to help them?
As they watched the so-called battle, confusion instantly overtook their minds when they saw how tyrannical these bandits were.
For them, the side that showed more aggressiveness during the battle was the winning team.
That was just how it was.
In these times, the more strength one disyed and the louder one was... Made the crowd or spectators usually believe that they were invincible.
So seeing that the bandits had made their saviours take cover with their tails between their legs... many of the vigers felt like their earlier celebration was a joke.
They looked at Landon and his crew with guilt and pity instead.
They even felt like maybe it was due to their prayers, that their ancestors had guided these men here go their deaths instead.
If these people hadn’t meddled into this matter, then maybe they wouldn’t be fiercely attacked the way they were right now.
In the eyes of the vigers, their saviours had now turned into pitiful people instead.
And somehow, they truly felt guilty for putting them in this mess.
Sigh!!!!..... Maybe they should just give up and resign to their faiths instead.
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One should know that even though the ’Wolfhound Bandits’ had established themselves around these parts just 4 years ago..... Within this time frame, they had grown into a mighty force to be reckoned with.
They had overlooked 17 viges and 3 towns within these parts.
In short, rumours said that their real boss was a powerful convict that escaped from Deiferus some time ago... And had chosen to settle in these parts instead.
Actually, the chubby leader before them could be seen as a squad leader at most.
As he still needed to answer to the big boss.
The bandits managed to stay on good terms with the nobles who had territorial jurisdiction over these viges, by giving out a certain fraction of what they took from the vigers to these nobles.
And so just like that, the bandits continued their dastardly deeds without any repercussions.
Indeed, the ce was definitely awlessnd.
In short, the more the vigers thought about it all, the more their mes of hope died down instead.
Because even if they were saved from this bandit group\\ squad, then wouldn’t the other teams juste over to still collect food rations and money from themter on?
Unless the entire Wolfhound base had beenpletely eradicated of its members... Then wouldn’t all of this just bring them back to square one?
And just looking at how the battle had started off, they couldn’t help but smile bitterly instead.
It looked like it was their faith for them to suffer or die today.
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Thup! Thup!’
’Thup! Thup!’
’Thup!’ Thup!’
Multiple arrows were continuously sent flying into the air by these wolfhound bandits.
And as for the saviours in question who were currently taking cover behind their vehicles, they didn’t feel anxious or look like they were pitiful at all.
Instead, they remained calm and collected while looking at their watches nonstop.
"Your majesty....the speed at which the arrows are beingunched, has decreased tremendously."
"Good!
We have just a few seconds before it takes full effect."
As Landon spoke, the number of arrowsunched reduced in number... And just from listening alone, one should tell that the arrows were no longer hitting the vehicles again.
He looked at his watch and smiled slightly... Before giving out hand signals to his men again while looking at his watch.
’.....10...9.....8...7.....6...5.....4.....3...2.....1’
Finally, it was time for them to make their move!