The development of the orc stronghold was late, and there were many violent animals here. Furious wolves, furious bears, and even bats have furious species. These animals are huge, violent, aggressive, and cannot be domesticated.
Most of the people living here are orcs or half-orcs who have been fighting with violent animals for many years before gaining a foothold. They more or less inherited the undaunted character of their ancestors back then, and they are considered to be the most unusual barbarians in the Black Forest.
The goblin fights and drags on, and the humans in the Black Forest are no better. When Zhou Qingfeng led the team, he thanked God, the enemy did not take this opportunity to surprise them. Otherwise, you don't need to fight and read the file after a defeat.
Choose the orc stronghold as the primary target of attack, because this place is a traffic intersection between multiple settlements. Stuck here is equivalent to sealing the connection between the Maglu tribe and several other betrayal settlements. It has a certain strategic significance-this significance is determined by Zhou Qingfeng himself.
At this moment, on the wall of the orc stronghold, the leader Schroeder was slapping his chest with his fists and howling loudly. There were also a dozen barbarians crowded around him, with bald head tattoos, wearing animal skins, and carrying heavy weapons such as battle axes, shouting endlessly.
This call spreads far and wide, and can be heard hundreds of meters away when the wind is blown, with full of majestic aura and fearless aura. It seems that this trick can scare the enemy back.
On the same wall, the'thorn', who is a thief, has a look of contempt. The tall and thin he looks very slender among a group of barbarians, and he has gained a lot of contempt in his eyes. The men in the orc stronghold all looked down on him as a thief, feeling that he had no seed.
"'Thorns', did you run away scared by such a bunch of gangsters?" Chief Schroeder supported the crenel of the wall and turned his head and laughed loudly. There are several white tattoos painted on his oily face, and each tattoo represents the powerful enemy he killed.
The guy's entire face was almost filled up, which was awe-inspiring.
Three hundred meters outside the fence of the orc stronghold, several "Allied Forces" avant-garde on horseback ran back and forth to confirm that the road was safe and there was no ambush. Then a craftsman brought a dozen unarmed ordinary laborers to investigate and determine the location of the trebuchet.
Just these people are really not deterrent. It's a far cry from the'army' described by'Thorns'-Schroeder laughed at this, which triggered even greater taunts from his men. The orcs in the settlements despise thieves are tantamount to'political correctness'.
'Thorns' felt angry and reminded again: "You better be careful, at least two days. The attack on the white crow camp is not smooth, and the support that can be given by the mortar pit may be late."
"Goblin's support?" Schroeder screamed and waved, and said disdainfully: "I don't need any support, and I won't let any outsiders enter my territory. As long as I'm here, no one can take the orc stronghold. Because we are the strongest."
All the barbarians on the fence waved their weapons and cheered.
'Thorns' really wanted to turn around and leave, throwing these stubborn barbarians to death. But now he can only patiently continue to say: "I say again, those guys outside are not easy to deal with. Their leader is very special."
These words made Schroeder even more contemptuous. He curled his mouth, deliberately lowered his voice, turned his head and said to the cronies around him: "The people sent by the Magru tribe are soft. Look at this guy, he was scared to pee when a team led by a rookie. "
Hahaha..., there was a burst of laughter.
'Thorns' was really angry now, and he bitterly scolded: "That kid named Victor is by no means a rookie. He has robbed one of our convoys, got two trebuchets, and bewitched at least Hundreds of untouchables followed.
He somehow ran to the Iron Ore Valley and united people from several other settlements. The goblin shaman has issued a strict order that we must kill him.
I ran to the assassination a few days ago, and he found it before I got close. The boy's perception is extremely high, his speed is extremely fast, and his actual combat experience is not bad. So you'd better have a little brain and don't underestimate the enemy. "
'Thorns' shouted with all their strength, but only in exchange for a few arrogant sneers. He was almost mad about it, but Schroeder and others suddenly stared at the road outside the fence-a huge team appeared.
More than two hundred armed personnel, including more than fifty formal adventurers, warriors, rangers, druids, wizard apprentices, and various professions. The rest are their combat attendants, all fully armored and morale high.
In the middle of the team, Orc Todd acted as a guard, and Zhou Qingfeng was surrounded like stars holding the moon. As the mascot of this battle, he gave orders according to the resolution discussed.
"Luke, take your people to the left wing of the orc stronghold, and go out two miles to investigate. Nar, you are in charge of the right wing and stare at the enemy's reinforcements. I don't want other teams to appear suddenly in today's battle."
"Antai, you lead people to set up a horse. If the idiots in the orc stronghold dare to come out and fight us, you must stand up to their first offensive."
"Your Excellency Jason, please let your Familiar fly to the sky for us to see the enemy's movements. We must control everything."
"Wilson, prepare to pile up the horse wall, install the trebuchet, and rely on you to defeat the enemy's defenses later."
"Old Borg, set up your wounded camp. Rubio, let the logistics people boil the water. Although I hope I can take the orc stronghold in one day, I have to prepare for camping in the wild."
"Others rest as I am and can take turns to eat something."
With the continuous issuing of orders, the attacking team of about 400 people started from marching into a fighting state.
Zhou Qingfeng was quite nervous, he still found in the details the various deficiencies of his'keyboard military master'. Teams without tacit understanding are full of chaos and very vulnerable.
As long as the people in the orc stronghold dared to rush out, they would pay a certain price to give Zhou Qingfeng a heavy blow-let him go to the examination room with his life, but he didn't have the life to summarize after the war.
But the barbarians in the orc stronghold were all indifferent.
'Thorns' eyes straightened tense on the fence. In his opinion, the opposite team was obviously full of mobs, but it was acting neatly and giving clear orders. There is cooperation in the busy, one hundred times stronger than the goblin troops he has seen.
Those goblins will only run around in a swarm of'Ok Ouk', and once they run away, there is no way to gather them back. As for the armed forces of the various human settlements, they can only cooperate with a team of a dozen people, and the actions of the three or four hundred people simply can't do it.
Schroeder, who was still laughing just now, was also a little stunned. There was only personal bravery in Barbarian's head. He usually fights is to take the lead in the charge, go directly to the opponent's leader and fight hard.
If it was a duel of hundreds of people, Schroeder would have a headache just thinking about it. He will probably find his attendant soon. And the armed attendants will not hear Schroeder's orders-a battle will soon become a pot of porridge.
"Chief, do we want to rush out and kill a wave?" a subordinate asked.
"Idiot, don't you see that there are more craps than us?"
Schroeder's angry cursing, he also paid special attention to Luke and Nar, who led the team to outflank his wings, "If we go out, we will definitely be surrounded. So we will not go anywhere, waiting for the crap to come up and die. "
"But..." Some subordinates still feel faintly uneasy. "The enemy has trebuchets. The heavy crossbow on our wall can't reach them."
"Don't worry, the trebuchet is not accurate enough to hit us. Our settlement is strong enough to hide behind the wall." Schroeder patted the wall of his home, still very confident.
And outside the wall, Wilson was shouting to a catapult gunner in his voice: "Be careful, and park that car for me. The canister on the car is a terrible thing made by old Borg. If it hits the ground. , We are miserable."