Man is a very strange animal. Www!QuANbEn-XiAoShUo!comAfter the three heroes' troops united with the Stromgarde rebels, the original farmer slaves liked to show off their equal status in front of the former lord. The masked slave, the former superior, could not wait to give these former slaves a few severe whips to make them realize who is their master!
Under such circumstances, it is reasonable for the two armies to continue to have friction. If it weren't for the repeated and severe rebuke from the commanders of both sides, I'm afraid they would have started fighting! At this time, the boss took the lead, and a large number of masked slaves pulled out the daggers at their waists. Once any humble slave dared to get close, they immediately stabbed him!
The stabbing of a masked slave may not have much power, but the uniform movements of nearly a thousand people suddenly caused a pungent smell of blood to appear on the battlefield, and a fountain of blood spurted out. It would be better to say less. Hundreds of unprepared peasant volunteers were stabbed from the front, and screams were heard!
Seeing this scene, the hatred and anger that both sides had been suppressing suddenly burst out. The leader of the Stromgarde rebels was a short, fat palace man at the level of a mini-boss. He wore a bright red cloak on his back and held a golden halberd. When he saw this situation, he immediately roared:
"Kara, what are you doing!"
Kara was the elite controlled by Fang Lin. Fang Lin immediately controlled the masked slave elite Kara and shouted:
"Sir, these damn smelly farmers are about to overwhelm our defense line, and I was even dug up by their hoes! If there are people inside who are up to no good, who should be held responsible for the damage to the siege equipment? burden?"
On the surface, this sentence seemed to be a reply, but in fact it was full of provocation. "Damn stinking farmer" inadvertently offended all the troops under the three heroes. The later mention of "the siege equipment was lost" was invisibly putting great pressure on the leader of the small boss, which made him have some scruples. Of course, Carla's words cannot withstand scrutiny. These peasant volunteers hate Duke Allen to the extent that they can eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. They have no time to cherish their siege equipment, and it is absolutely impossible to destroy them on their own initiative.
However, Fang Lin had no intention of saying anything worthy of scrutiny at all. His purpose was just to make the fat court boss, the little boss, hesitate for a moment and not immediately issue a "stop the war" command. Because the two men, Lao Hu and Lao Si, who were hiding among the Farmers’ Volunteer Army, had already started to attack!
Lao Hu moved his hands and caught two farmer volunteers under his arm. Both of them were tall and strong, with thick golden hair, and were casually covered in steel armor. They had obviously survived the siege. This kind of peasant volunteer army that has been baptized by blood and fire can be regarded as an elite, but it is caught under the arm of Old Hu like a hawk catching a chicken. Unable to move, Lao Hu's thick arms exerted force, and the bones of the two men's bodies creaked. Their eyes protruded, and they were about to open their mouths to scream, but when they opened their mouths, what came out was Ruoshui Zhu. The dark red blood that usually spurts out!
Lao Hu held the two dead peasant volunteers with both hands and rushed towards the formation of masked slaves neatly arranged in front! The night was dark, the light was blurry, and it had just rained and the ground was extremely muddy. It looked as if the three of them were working together to attack the enemy's line fiercely.
The masked servants who protected the siege engines on this trip were all carefully selected from Stromgarde. Well trained. When you see someone approaching, you immediately wave the dagger in your hand and stab it out. Can you dodge one knife, or can you dodge dozens of stabs from different directions? Under such an offensive, the chaotic attacks of the peasant volunteers were like waves hitting the embankment, dissipating one after another, leaving only blood and death.
The row of masked slaves opposite Lao Hu saw the fierceness of these three enemies, and immediately took half a step back, forming a three-dimensional cross-defense line with their companions behind them, waiting until Lao Hu and the others rushed closer. The dagger in front of him flashed with cold light. "Bop, pop," he stabbed into the bodies of the two peasant volunteers who were sandwiched between Lao Hu, stabbing these two unlucky guys until their bodies were covered in blood. Lots of wounds!
The seven or eight daggers that stabbed Lao Hu were not so lucky. The masked slaves were the weakest unit of the evil prince in the II world. Lao Hu came prepared again, and the daggers pierced with a cold light. Although he had taken off his outer clothes, most of the damage was blocked by the Qiluo Society performance costume inside. Even if the tip of the sword pierced his flesh, it was contracted and clamped by the strong and hard muscles, and it penetrated the flesh. It can only reach about half an inch!
These horrified masked slaves naturally noticed the abnormality of Lao Hu and opened their mouths to scream, but Hu Huahao had already used his arms and swept the two corpses between them with a grin. Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, they looked like It was like these two tough farmer volunteers struggling to fight back after suffering pain.
The masked slave put away his knife and stabbed again! But no matter how hard they stabbed, they only made a few more bloody holes on the two corpses. And Lao Hu had already rushed in front of the masked slaves who realized something was wrong. He wrapped those people in a bear hug in his thick arms and squeezed them hard. A terrible muffled sound of bone cracking sounded, giving people a hug. It feels like the crackling sound of fried beans, but the sound comes from the human body!
Old Hu stood on the spot solemnly, and threw away the masked slaves at hand as if throwing away garbage, as if he was throwing away a few torn sacks, and there was a "splat" sound when they fell to the ground. He could see that the defense line here was broken. After opening a hole, the farmers' volunteers who were red-eyed after being killed rushed over like crazy. However, the masked slaves were really well-trained. Under such circumstances, they were still able to keep the farmers' volunteers out. Old Hu laughed grimly. , his hands were raised high, and then he slapped the ground hard!
Earthquake!
The masked slave about five meters away from Lao Hu suddenly felt that there was an earthquake force coming from his legs because of the huge difference in strength. Suddenly, he could not maintain his balance due to the ups and downs, and he collapsed in a squatting position. on the ground. If things were fine in normal times, at this time, in front of the red-eyed farmer volunteers who seemed to be rushing in with the tide, it seemed as if a gap had been opened in a solid embankment. The river suddenly surged in, and it was extremely difficult to seal the gap again!
After completing the matter, Lao Hu immediately retreated. Without attracting the attention of others, he had already pretended to be stabbed. He screamed and rolled on the muddy wet ground. The corpse was surrounded by fierce shouts. He crawled seven or eight meters amidst the sound of killing. When he stood up again, his whole body was covered with mud and water mixed with blood. He looked very embarrassed, but his body was slightly stooped. No one could recognize that he was the ferocious giant from before who went forward bravely and killed seven or eight people in a row!
The situation of the fourth child on the other side is similar. He learned the free shield and just used it here. That layer of air shield blocks the enemy invisible. The attack was much more secretive than Lao Hu's. The masked slave who thrust out the dagger only felt that there was an invisible barrier in front of him. It is extremely flexible and cannot stab anyone. And those farmer volunteers who were red-eyed after seeing their companions being killed have pounced on them like rabid dogs. Most of them were bare-handed, but this means that the weapons these guys can use include teeth...
After Fang Lin took control of the elite mask slave, he and Lin Yinxiu got out, quietly avoiding the melee battlefield, and came to a higher place nearby to overlook the overall situation. The mental power detection covered most of the mountain from a distance.
"The situation is not very optimistic." Fang Lin frowned and said calmly: "There are too many enemies. Even if we provoke a fight between the two sides, we only have a dark advantage and reduce the enemy's control. It has reached its lowest point. But this melee can only last until dawn at most. Those leaders and elites who seem temporarily powerless at this time will greatly regain their control over their subordinates!"
Lin Yinxiu sighed and said:
"Yes, even though the melee on the outside is so fierce, the siege equipment is still surrounded by dense crowds of people, and there are also small bosses and elites inside. They are not affected by the melee on the outside at all and are wholeheartedly protecting the attackers. It’s a pity that the scope of this valley is too wide, otherwise the landslide caused by the Xinyuan bomb could directly trigger a mudslide and bury them all alive!”
Fang Lin said calmly:
"Despite this, the enemy should still have a weakness. Their weakness actually lies in the siege equipment."
Lin Yinxiu was stunned. For a moment, I didn't quite understand what Fang Lin meant. He pursed his lips and said hesitantly:
"But haven't they already firmly protected the siege equipment?"
Fang Lin said with deep eyes:
"Yes. But there is more than one siege engine!"
He pointed in the distance and said:
"Among this batch of siege equipment, there are four types in total. Wooden bow and arrow carts, ballistae carts, wooden skinned towers for climbing, and the giant-like catapult called the scorpion cannon. "
"These four siege equipment are quite different in terms of size, weight, and transportation difficulty, so they cannot be transported very close together. In fact, this has been proven to be the case. If you look more carefully, We can clearly find that the Scorpion Cannon should be the most tightly protected siege weapon among these siege equipment. The evidence is that the small boss troops and elites around it are quite large, and the ones that are subsequently protected are wooden In the skinned tower, it seems that the wooden bow and arrow carts and ballistae carts are given the least attention. I guess this has a lot to do with the difficulty of their operation------This thing seems to be difficult to correct the aim. .”
Lin Yinxiu immediately said:
"I understand what you mean. The enemy's siege equipment stretches for seven or eight kilometers at this time. However, most of their strength is placed on the square scorpion cannon at the end of the team. In this case, it is entirely possible for us to Breaking through the weak defense force of archery chariots and ballistae chariots in front of their team. In such a chaotic situation, the rebels of Stromgarde will definitely rush to the rescue. At this time, they can be separated and have the opportunity Take advantage!"
"Yes. Attacking separately and attacking in the east and west is our best option at the moment." Fang Lin squinted and stared into the distance. In the deep darkness, he could vaguely see the short, fat man from the court of the little boss standing on the scorpion cannon, waving in his hand. Holding a golden halberd, he was shouting curses. Under his control. A large number of masked slaves are moving in an orderly manner. The gaps in the defensive circle formed by the surrounding masked slaves were slowly closed and replenished.
There was a cold light in Fang Lin's eyes, and he said gently:
"But before that, we have to remove several obstacles here. The leader of the Peasant Volunteer Army has limited command and lack of prestige, so he can ignore it, but these six of the Stromgarde rebels have The nail must be removed first!"
There are a total of nine plot leaders with outstanding abilities in the coalition army escorting the siege equipment this time. The strength of these nine people is at least at the elite level. There are only two plot leaders in the Peasant Volunteer Army. These two people thought they could survive three siege battles and were considered relatively advanced small boss units. But they can all be controlled by Fang Lin.
Among the Stromgarde rebels who were obviously smaller in number, this plot leader accounted for seven of them. Among the seven, only one elite masked slave could be controlled by Fang Lin. The eliteness between the two armies was evident. Fang Lin's intention was quite obvious. A snake can't do without a head. In particular, this combined army is full of low-level arms. Once it loses its leader, it will be a mass of scattered sand. The numerical advantage must be coordinated and coordinated by someone to be effective. If the masked slaves cannot form a formation to resist, then at most It was enough to hold on for ten minutes before the tide of peasant volunteers came. However, under the control of the seven plot leaders, the numerically disadvantaged masked slaves not only did not collapse, but also had a faint tendency to counterattack. This all depends on It is the credit of these seven leaders in Stromgarde.
The first person Fang Lin wanted to kill was the short, fat man from the palace holding a golden halberd!
The mysterious vertical eye between his eyebrows slowly opened. A black light that was almost invisible shot out like a sky-shattering rainbow. It's printed on the body of this little boss!
Fool II form title skill: Bite of Shadow Destruction!
This skill is indeed quite consistent with the nature of the Fool's title. It is mysterious, strange, and traceless. Only Fang Lin himself could see the faint black light when he released the Shadow Devouring Bite. After being attacked, the short and fat man in the palace felt absolutely nothing and was still commanding and dispatching at the top of his lungs.
Fang Lin glanced at the puppet he controlled, the elite masked slave Kara, used the detection function of the C-type detector, closed his eyes and calculated:
"We will launch a sniper operation in six minutes. Carla can buy us at least thirty-three seconds."
Fang Lin said. On the one hand, he passed the information about the short, fat man in the palace of the little boss to everyone on his side through spiritual connection.
"The short, fat man in the palace (a-level mini-boss). Strength 125, agility 50. Physical strength 110, spirit 60. Physical strength value 5400 points."
"Weapon: golden halberd (attack 1080) attack range 30 meters, armor: blue and white inlaid leather armor."
"Skill 1, level------13 thrust, after charging for one second, thrust towards the target within six meters in front of the body! The damage value of this thrust is 200 + weapon damage x5. After successfully hitting the enemy, There is also a 45% stun effect, and the chance of causing penetrating damage is increased by 25%, plus 100 points of additional damage that ignores defense, and can force the enemy back 3 meters!
"Skill 2, stab with halberd, launch five rapid attacks in succession. Attack range: 180 degrees in front of you, within 5 meters, the damage value of each stab is 80% of the weapon damage. Cooling time is 30 seconds."
"Skill 4, toughness, passive skill, increases resistance to abnormal conditions by 70%, reduces all damage by 20 points, and life recovery rate +4 per second."
Six minutes later, a graceful figure suddenly danced from the nearby valley, volleying straight towards the short, fat man from the palace who was standing on the nearby siege equipment and commanding! There was a strip of green light behind her, which looked like the tail of a comet. It was very magnificent, and the countless star-like light green lights that remained wherever she passed instantly dazzled the people below.
Then there was a dazzling light green light slashing down from top to bottom! It was Lin Yinxiu who volleyed out the most advanced Eight-phase Technique that integrated the heart of Shura, and simplified the complex. The true meaning of the Eight-Phase Technique is to turn one sword into a thousand swords, but to the end of practice, he pays attention to What's more, Thousand Swords return to one sword!
Back to Basics.
The little boss, the short and fat man from the palace, also reacted very quickly, and immediately raised his head with the beautifully decorated golden halberd in his hand!