At noon, the small T-shaped square in front of the forest goods market is still bustling with tourists and a lively and peaceful scene where vendors gather.
But just a few hours later, the sun in the sky had not even moved thirty degrees away, and the peaceful atmosphere in the small square disappeared.
Instead, there were closed doors and windows of shops, groups of neatly dressed hunters with serious expressions, and a tense and uneasy atmosphere everywhere.
The wind was howling strangely, and a small amount of dust was flying in all directions on the clean streets.
The mocking winds carved from dendrobium and the gargoyles made of obsidian hang silently on the roofs and under the eaves of the buildings around the small square. Only their eyes occasionally circle, indicating to the wizards that they are not truly dead creatures.
In front of the forest goods market, in the small square, the supporters arriving one after another were well organized and lined up.
The center of the square is composed of teams from the Beta Town Public Security Bureau, the Wizards Alliance Investigation Bureau and other official agencies. They have also built the core part of the defensive position - the Juma covered with runes, and the tower shield is glowing with cold light, which is very impressive.
There was a hierarchical formation at the front. Hunters holding rune guns were scattered among them, staring closely at the gate of the forest goods market under the cover of their teammates.
The position looks a little thin, but it is very tough.
Under the threat of the Wild Hunt and the Black Tide, the Beta Town Management Committee has received strong sponsorship from business groups and has purchased sufficient rune bombs to deal with the current situation.
However, Beta Town did not summon any friendly giants or dragons to help out, nor did it temporarily make powerful, capable stone men and other puppets on site as cannon fodder.
According to Kolma's explanation, both the Wild Hunt and the Black Tide will just pass through the town like a strong wind. If the town blocks them out, that is naturally the best; if they are not completely blocked, a few will be missed.
The fire beast jumped into the town and could only set a few huts on fire, so the damage was limited.
But if giants or dragons are recruited to help, no matter what the result is, Beta Town may need to be rebuilt.
The same reason why no stone man was made on site and no talisman cannons were set up. These magics would cause too much damage to the town. They were only suitable for field battles and not suitable for city defense operations.
On the left side of the official position are the centaur tribe, tauren tribe, nymphs, goblins and murloc warriors from Linzhong Lake who were invited to help.
The Black Tide not only poses a threat to Beta Town, but also poses a threat to other intelligent creatures living in the Silent Forest. Creatures including but not limited to centaurs, minotaurs, nymphs, unicorns, etc. will all erupt in the Black Tide
Previously, the old, young, women and children were moved into the temporary settlement of the First University, and these creatures and the warriors of the tribe served as one of the reinforcements in Beta Town, replenishing the defensive position.
The murlocs carried big sticks on their backs and held straws in their mouths, sucking the frog juice specially provided by the wizard for them. They were all roaring and walking around the front of the team with irritable expressions.
Frog juice is a functional drink made from frog meat squeezed into puree, supplemented by aloe vera, honey, licorice, toad venom, calamus, musk and other herbs. It has the effect of stimulating nerves and stimulating potential. It is a very special drink for fish people.
Favorite pre-war drink.
The goblins were in groups, tinkering with their arm-thick rune hand cannons - of course, their hand cannons were not much different from the wizards' large-caliber rune guns.
There are also warriors from the Centaur tribe, carrying spears on their backs, holding bows and arrows, and their horses' hooves are covered with iron shoes. They are walking up and down the bluestone street, as if beating a rapid drum beat, which is disturbing.
chaos.
Nymphs are different from the warriors around them. They are very beautiful, wearing thin gauze, surrounded by mist, forming a small six-pointed star formation, standing in the center of the left position. The closer they are, the closer they are to them.
The more determined the warriors look, the stronger their fighting spirit. They are the soul and courage of the left wing.
"Why don't we stand in the queue of the Minotaurs!" Zhang Jixin, wearing gloves on his hands, looked across the Chinese army position to the Minotaurs on the left with a burning gaze, his tone full of regret: "Captain, I remember your Merlin Medal
There must be a tauren inside! We can definitely get over there!"
"If you just want to arm-wrestle with the tauren, then after the battle, you can go find them by yourself." Zheng Qing said nothing and rejected Elder Zhang's suggestion: "As for now, we should stand in our own place.
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The 'own position' he was talking about was the right wing of the entire defensive position.
Different from the official forces in the middle and the tribal forces on the left, on the right is an alliance of a group of volunteers - including mercenaries recruited by Beta Town on the outskirts of Phuket Island, hunting teams recruited from First University, and people in the town who are willing to take
The townspeople fought with spell books and rune spears.
The Forgiveness Hunters belong to this alliance.
Previously, under the strong explanation of Senior Sister Kolma, Zheng Qing finally signed an employment agreement in Beta Town in the name of the Forgiveness Hunting Team. For this reason, he also specially sent a message to summon other members of the hunting team currently in the school.
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Because it was still the time when the school's access control was open, the summoned team members quickly arrived at the scene through the porch system. Those who responded to the call were Zhang Jixin and Lin Guo—Dylan, Lanque and others returned home for the winter vacation.
Haven't come back yet.
"In addition, the summoned beast in my medal is a two-headed Minotaur, not a real tauren." Zheng Qing added an explanation, then glanced at the tauren on the left side of the position, and whispered: "I feel that if I
Put the Minotaur into that line over there, and those tauren will beat me up."
"Very wise." Xiao Xiao's voice sounded next to him: "Throwing the Minotaur into the Minotaur is like throwing a silverback gorilla into a group of wizards... The Minotaur is a race with language and wisdom.
, which is significantly different from the Minotaur who can only roar."
Fatty Xin was originally holding a glass of milk and drinking happily. After hearing the conversation of his companions, he seemed to remember something and glanced at the tribal warriors on the left side of the position.
Then he stared closely at a strong adult female centaur, looking at the leather armor and saddle on her body.
After a long time, he whispered softly: "Which one is it?"
Zheng Qing was asking his teammates to check their equipment and prepare for the upcoming battle. He vaguely heard Fatty muttering and thought there was something wrong with his equipment. He couldn't help but ask loudly: "What? Which one is wrong?"
Fatty Xin sucked the last sip of milk from the cup into his stomach, then stuffed the empty box into his watch, patted his belly, and sighed.
"I'm talking about those centaurs," his voice suddenly became very low: "Do you think that when those centaurs breastfeed, do they use human milk or mare's milk?"
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