Chapter 120 The aura, I have to trust, the ogre comes on stage
Just like a frizzy young brother who has stolen his virginity, the first round of the barbaric totem's offensive is rapid, short, but extremely ferocious. Especially when the five big-eared berserkers suddenly appeared in the second half, it directly detonated.
The bloody climax that shook the car fort. If it hadn't been for Camaro's stunning shot at the critical moment, which made no distinction between friend and foe, beating one of the berserkers alive into bloody fireworks, the Doro caravan would have been crushed to the ground by the barbarians.
, one swing to the end.
"Four..."
Looking at the barbarian thieves who quickly evacuated the ring of the chariot and castle, the seventh-level knight slowly lowered the hot lance in his hand and sighed deeply, but he did not feel the joy of repelling the powerful enemy at all. Beside him, other Doro
The crowd also never cheered or shouted, but with eyes that were numb with fear, they steadily chased the four unusually tall figures, gradually extending away.
"Save people quickly! Hurry!"
At this time, an angry shout from Franklin suddenly sounded, waking up most of the people. Immediately, bodies that were still breathing or had stopped breathing were dug out of the mire of flesh and blood one by one, and then carefully lifted up.
They were carried away and sent to the fire in the center of the car fort for emergency inspection and treatment. As for those barbarians who were still in front of the car fort because they were too injured to move, they were immediately massacred.
"Twenty people died and twenty-five were injured, and almost all of them were seriously injured." White glanced at the bloody bodies arranged in a circle around the fire and said solemnly: "In just one round, we lost a quarter.
The fighting power of one.”
"I'm afraid the next round will be the decisive battle." Moriarty said with a cold light in his eyes.
"Is this a decisive battle? Barbarian Totem now has the absolute advantage in military strength and initiative on the battlefield. We can completely rely on bloodletting tactics to launch several more similar attacks to completely consume all our living forces." After hearing Moriarty's judgment,
White looked at the other party in surprise.
"You are an excellent officer, White. The tactics you proposed are the most stable and the most certain to win. However, the commander of Savage Totem may not necessarily think so." Moriarty shook his head and looked at
To the north.
"You mean?"
"Is sacrificing a Berserker to explore the opponent's trump card just for the sake of playing it safe? If so, why not wait for the follow-up troops to be in place and the ogres to show up before attacking us?" Moriarty smiled: "Human
, you can hide your emotions, fake your actions, and cover up the truth, but it is difficult to change your habits. In my opinion, Mr. Varyosha’s true temperament will never be as easy-going and easy-going as his appearance.”
"Real temperament?"
"Crudent, extremely courageous, and indifferent to life, both the enemy's and our own." Moriarty turned his head and looked at his followers, with a special kind of confidence in his tone.
"Crudent but extremely courageous, he also disregards all lives on the battlefield... This reminds me of my former legion commander, Heydrich Schmeintedt."
"Heidrich Schmeintedt...the 'Skeleton General' of Dawn Fortress?" Moriarty raised his eyebrows.
"Yes." White nodded: "'Make plans with the heart of a gopher, participate in battles with the heart of a dragon, and face death with the heart of a skeleton.' This is what the general wrote in his "A Brief History of the Continental War"
by. And this is the only military book I have ever read.”
"'Facing death with the heart of a skeleton', this is probably the origin of the name 'General Skeleton'." Moriarty thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized.
"Ha, yes." White smiled slightly, and then his voice dropped again: "If it is as you judged, we should be ready to leave now. I don't think that when four big ears appeared in front of the car castle at the same time,
After the berserkers and an unknown number of ogres, the Doro Caravan still has the possibility to persist. What's more, as the commander of the barbaric totem, that Varyosha will definitely not stay on the sidelines as a mediocre spectator."
"Of course the spectators won't. I'm sure that when the battle horn of Savage Totem sounds again, he will be the one charging at the front. However, there is one thing that Valyosha could not predict." Speaking of this,
Moriarty suddenly paused and at the same time clenched the hilt of the sword in his robe: "You and I are standing in this wilderness tonight."
"Yes, haha, you are right."
For some reason, White felt that the Moriarty in front of him was a little different from usual. As for what the difference was, he couldn't explain it. He just felt that there was a distant but obscure aura faintly coming from the other person's body, forming a
The special aura silently controls his emotions and psychology. Perhaps it shouldn't be said that it controls him, but he is attracted to follow him. Even if he is so arrogant that he wants to use the power of two people to reverse the seemingly unsolvable battle, White
He actually agreed.
"This kind of smell, the centurion once had the same taste." In the end, White seemed to have found his answer.
"Sir Ensberg, the condition of the wounded is very bad. All the healing potions carried by the caravan have been used up, and it's still not enough. Can you..." At this time, Franklin walked quickly with the Camaro,
While talking anxiously, the two knights Grant and Huber were still stationed on the circular fortification, monitoring the movements of the barbaric totem a hundred meters away.
"I know what you mean. But the cruel decisive battle is about to begin. Before that, I must maintain magical silence." Moriarty looked at the steward and shook his head slightly, but still took out two healing potions from his sleeves and handed them over:
"Before the battle is over, we don't have enough energy to treat everyone. I hope they can persist until victory comes."
"This... okay." Although he didn't understand what magical silence was, Moriarty's words made it very clear. The steward immediately nodded and took the potion, then turned around and hurried back to the wounded.
"Mr. Camaro, please take these potions and use them just before the next round of battle begins." As Franklin left, Moriarty temporarily stopped the seventh-level knight and gave him three brute force potions.
"...Thank you." Obviously, this was prepared for the three mid-level knights. Camaro nodded sincerely to Moriarty for the first time, then looked at the three light red potions in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and said,
Asked: "Are you sure that the thieves are about to launch a general attack?"
"It must be so." Moriarty looked into Camaro's eyes and nodded.
"So...is there any good way?" After looking at Moriarty for a few seconds, Camaro finally asked in a low voice. It seemed that he also understood how critical the current situation was and that he had no intention of breaking it.
Policy.
"Do you trust me?" Moriarty was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
"Trust...yes." Camaro seemed a little embarrassed, but fortunately it was covered by a helmet and his actual expression could not be seen clearly. He just paused, organized his words, and then said: "You are still here.
In the chariot, you are your real people."
He may look stiff and silent, but he can reach the level of a seventh-level knight, so how can he be a stupid person? Of course, he understands that Moriarty and White definitely have the ability to break out of the encirclement on their own. With the combination of a mage and an intermediate warrior,
The barbarian totem's not-so-strong encirclement on the outside at the moment can't stop the two of them. As long as they rush over three hundred meters and jump into the Sandos River, they are generally safe. Barbarian thieves will never do it just for the sake of
The two men escaped and pursued them with great fanfare. After all, the caravan was their first target.
"Very good. If you truly trust me, then..." With another smile, Moriarty stepped forward and whispered softly beside the Camaro.
At this time, outside the car fort, the night was getting darker and darker. However, the barbarians with considerable night vision capabilities were not afraid of such darkness. Instead, they felt that this was a huge advantage when fighting against humans. Of course, the barbarians' night vision was still
Far from being comparable to a pure-blooded Behemoth like the Wolf Cavalry. Even in a dark night with no light like the dark moon, the Wolf Cavalry can still see the cunning rabbit running a hundred meters away through the special pupil crystal.
Standing in the cold wind full of blood with his hands folded, Varyosha looked at the firelight of the chariot and fort a hundred meters away with a calm expression. Behind him, the four big-eared berserkers stood silently as before.
.As for the newly vacated position, no one seemed to care, or even completely ignored it.
Suddenly, Varyosha's ears twitched inexplicably, and then he spat out the bitter sour branch that he had been chewing on the ground, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved. Speaking of which, for some reason, although Varyosha was also a big-eared barbarian, his appearance was
The opposite ear is smaller than all the other subordinates, and has a certain arc tip. However, the other big ears don't seem to have any strange eyes on this.
At this moment, in the northern darkness behind Varyosha, a team of several hundred people slowly appeared and rushed towards his location. About ten minutes later, they met with the barbaric people surrounding the caravan camp.
People and thieves gather together.
Among this newly arrived force, there are more than a dozen huge black figures with a height of more than three meters. Standing next to these black figures, even the four strongest big-eared berserker warriors look like
A child stands next to an adult like a child. Whenever these huge black figures take a step forward, there will be a heavy muffled sound from the ground like a tree hitting the ground, and the sand, gravel and sand around will be scattered and splashed due to the vibration.
The other big ears around were covered in gray.
"It seems that you have already taken action, Xiao Wali. Why, Leoli died in the battle?"
Finally, when the two teams were completely reunited, an extremely tall old ogre walked slowly to Varyosha's side and said in a low voice. His voice was like the echo of a deep dry well. However, it seemed that it was because
Because he is too old, the old ogre is holding a thick and long black iron rod, and his back is deeply bent, like a moving arch bridge. But even so, the height of the old ogre is almost the same as the others.
Those upright ogres are as tall as those. Moreover, their skinny faces covered with deep gorge-like wrinkles are covered with blue and ink vertical and horizontal lines, making them look extremely wild.
