Chapter 190 Seed, big-eared berserker, just a test
"If ten are to encircle them, if five are to attack them, if they are doubled they are to fight. If the enemy is divided, he can be divided. If he is few, he can escape. If he is weak, he can be avoided. Therefore, the small enemy is strong and the big enemy can be captured."
This is the principle of military art passed down from an ancient military sage in the old world. It describes the tactics that a qualified commander should adopt against the enemy under different comparisons of military strength. Unfortunately, the reality of the Doro Caravan is
In terms of the situation, there is really no means of "escaping" or "avoiding". Therefore, the only option is to act as a "small enemy" and fight as a trapped beast.
As for why he did not accept White's suggestion and withdraw from this place of death and life immediately, Moriarty did not give a clear explanation, and perhaps he had no way of explaining it.
Standing in the center of the carriage, Moriarty slowly scanned everything around him, his calm eyes carrying a special dark golden brilliance. It was as if there was a sleeping golden seed deep in his body that was awakened by the loud roar that filled the sky.
He slowly woke up amidst the shouts of death, and began to poke out a wisp of buds, struggling for the water of hot flesh and blood.
However, Moriarty's hands were always hanging quietly at his sides, and he did not touch the slightly hot hilt in the mage's robe.
At this moment, the circular fortification was like a huge urn full of honey. And the rolling incoming big-eared barbarians were like violent army ants, pushing, squeezing, and trampling each other, vying to be the first to climb.
They rushed onto the wooden fortress made of trucks and launched a fierce attack on the caravan warriors defending it.
Perhaps they were frightened by the enemy's crazy posture. In the first few seconds, no one thought of counterattack. Including the mercenary warriors, they just stared blankly at the Big Ears climbing up quickly, with nothing but the eyes in their eyes.
There is nothing more than panic.
"Are you just waiting to die? Kill!"
Finally, the Camaro stepped forward at the critical moment. The seventh-level knight roared and slashed with his sword, and immediately cut off the left hand of a big-eared thief who had climbed to his feet. Immediately afterwards, the Camaro's right hand fell.
The lance roared out, with an indomitable air-piercing sharpness, and instantly pierced through the two big ears of the truck on the other side. In the blink of an eye, the gun body shook again, and a pair of corpses that were so fresh that they were like
The two balls hit the thieves below like bullets, and then hit another piece.
At the same time that the Camaro started killing, Grant and Huber on both sides of it also took fierce action, hacking down the enemies in front of them.
"Kill!"
"Go to hell! You are such beasts!"
"Kill you, bastard!"
Finally, driven by the example of the three knights, the blocking battle of the Doro caravan began. Countless swords, spears and spears were like a storm, attacking and killing the thieves at their feet. For a moment, the hot blood was like a
Like a fountain, it continuously shoots up and down among the sand and stones of the wasteland, dyeing the inside and outside of the circular fortification into an unusually smooth ocher.
In the fierce and bloody battle, everyone who occupied a favorable defensive position was grateful from the bottom of their hearts for Franklin's previous order to build a car fort. If this seemingly simple but actually strong log defense line had not been arranged in advance, I am afraid it would have been just
In those few stunned seconds, the caravan's defense circle had already been broken through by the thieves. How could it be possible to kill the thieves who had to attack from top to bottom like this? It can be said that because
With the reliable support of Chebao, Doroyi successfully held on to the first five minutes, which were the most dangerous for them.
And after five "long" minutes, more than thirty big-eared thieves fell at the feet of the circular carriage forever. On the other hand, the Doro caravan only suffered three deaths and five injuries.
"Haha, these thieves don't seem to be as difficult to deal with as the legends say!" The unexpectedly effective blockade made everyone in the caravan feel a little incredible, and they couldn't help but feel a strong sense of joy.
It seems that as long as everyone unites and perseveres, there is still hope for survival. For a time, optimistic longings quickly flashed through the hearts of most people.
However, in most cases, judgments that are easily reached tend to be overturned more easily.
Just as the mercenary warriors and the young men of the caravan began to attack the thieves who were still charging up from under the carriage with redoubled ferocity, suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded coldly. It was like the sharpest bayonet, easily
It pierced through the hustle and bustle on the battlefield and penetrated directly into everyone's ears.
And as the whistle blew, the five Varyosha followers who had been mixed among the many thieves without making any special move suddenly burst out. It was like five fuses were lit, triggering the discharge of the cannonballs, and from the five
They leapt up from different directions at the same time, directly over the heads of many thieves, and suddenly landed on the car fort.
In an instant, the entire circular carriage trembled from side to side as it carried the terrifying weight of these five people, as if they were squeezed into rocks.
"Ah!" Before everyone could react, the five tattooed barbarians who stepped onto the carriage and fort shouted together again.
Immediately, I saw that the barbarian's originally extremely strong figure actually swelled up again. Terrifying muscles that were harder than pig iron were stretched out rapidly in the chest, arms and other parts of the body. Under the erected hair, or
The thick purple or green blood vessels began to pump violently, twist, and bulge, almost bursting the rough and abnormal tattooed skin. What was even more frightening was the cracked and dull lips of the barbarian.
Suddenly, two pairs of serrated blood-colored fangs flipped out from the inside out, like four blood-sucking awls, in sharp contrast to the hook-like black nails popping out from the tip of its giant palm.
"Kill you, you wild bastard!"
As if he was stunned by the horrific changes of the barbarians in front of him, a mercenary warrior who was approaching couldn't control the spear in his hand, so he shouted nervously, and at the same time, he mustered up all his strength to thrust the spear towards him.
"Click!"
But what is unbelievable is that after the sharp spearhead made of fine iron accurately hit the enemy's chest covered with black tattoos, it seemed to be stuck on an iron plate. It only penetrated the flesh of the big ear for a few minutes, and was deeply penetrated.
It was deeply stuck. Apart from a few tiny strands of blood, there was no way to get any further.
"ha!"
Seeing the mercenary soldier's trembling eyes as if he had seen a ghost, the barbarian curled his lips in disdain, and then strode forward with the tip of his spear firmly against it.
"Snapped!"
The gun shaft made of hardwood finally couldn't withstand the huge force coming from both ends, and broke into two pieces. The mercenary's hands holding the gun immediately exploded, and blood flowed out. However, the poor mercenary didn't have time to see it.
Taking a look at the injury on his palm, the tattooed barbarian came to him and slapped it down.
There was a sound of "swish", and half of the mercenary's body was torn to pieces in an instant. A still intact lung lobe, together with other twisted and deformed spleens and gallbladders, couldn't withstand the sudden exposure of air pressure, and they all jumped out of Luo Lu's body.
The only thing left in the chest was a trembling neck that barely supported the bleeding head. It twitched slightly, like a banana that had been smashed after a storm. After another breath, the mercenary's body finally turned over and fell down, completely dead.
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"Ha..." Looking at the dead mercenary, the tattooed barbarian's breathing became heavier. After gently licking the warm blood remaining on his palm, the barbarian's killing G-spot was completely opened, and he roared excitedly to the other side.
The humans on one side pounced violently.
For a time, screams and screams continued one after another on the circular fortification. Looking from a distance, it looked like there were five huge meat grinders circling back and forth, grinding the human flesh and blood on the circular fortification into pieces.
, and then ruthlessly thrown in all directions.
Facing the nearly invulnerable enemy, human morale, which was still somewhat high just now, suddenly dropped to the bottom. Under the horrific impact and tearing of the five tattooed barbarians, the Doro defense line that seemed unbreakable not long ago also became precarious in an instant.
"Horse! Big-eared Berserker!"
Camaro immediately recognized that the five barbarians who suddenly rushed to the car fort were all barbarian berserkers with independent berserk combat power. Facing these barbarians, after going berserk, their bodies would become as hard as steel.
As a powerful enemy, ordinary low-level mercenary warriors are no match at all. If they cannot be effectively contained quickly, the entire circular defense line will be completely cut into tattered cotton wool by these five monsters in less than a minute.
There was no room for the knight to hesitate, and the halo of flames lit up at his feet in an instant.
In just one breath, a lance with blazing flames was already roaring towards a big-eared berserker more than ten meters away. Along the way, one after another, the bodies of thieves and humans were struck by the deadly flames emanating from the tip of the spear.
The fire penetrated through and turned into a group of charred holes, but it could not stop the flame spear from moving forward, not even a little bit.
"Nice shot!"
In the open space in the distance, Varyosha looked at the flaming spear that drew a wonderful arc like a bolide on the circular carriage, and finally lifted a certain big-eared berserker into the air and stabbed it into a brilliant fireworks.
I couldn't help but admire him.
At the same time, two more halos of light lit up on the ring fortification, and the dazzling sword light, one white and one blue, also quickly chased the other two tattooed barbarians.
"Haha, I can't just let you kill them all."
As if he was not optimistic about the outcome of the battle between his Berserkers and the Intermediate Knights, Varyosha sighed and blew the harsh whistle again. Immediately, the four tattooed barbarians jumped from the carriage without looking back.
Down, they quickly retreated towards the source of the whistle. Even the ordinary barbarian thieves, who had only about fifty people left dead, also evacuated the car fort.
The battlefield where the shouts of killing had been loud just now suddenly became eerily quiet. Only the injured were left lying in a pool of blood, letting out weak screams.
"Quick, save people." Seeing the fierce battle suddenly interrupted for no apparent reason, Steward Franklin, who had been holding his heart in his throat, couldn't help but be startled, but he immediately reacted and called on the people who stayed inside the car fort to come forward to help the injured.
