Bart discovered that the biggest difference between Surdak's team and other patrol teams was that the ideals of the team members were all kinds of strange.
Everyone is different in the path they pursue. Unlike the knights and swordsmen of other patrol teams, everyone is here with the greatest ideal of driving the demons back to hell.
For example, the Nanai indigenous warrior, he simply fights for the sake of fighting. He really likes to fight. Even on the battlefield, he always takes the lead and rushes to the front. He exudes endless desire to fight every moment.
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Compared to Andrew, the half-elf archer's desire for battle is not that strong. Her killings seem to be aimed at those valuable things, and those without any value, even from the toes of her shoes.
If a cockroach crawls past, she won't even give it a second glance.
The life of the two-headed ogre is even simpler. He runs forward with unremitting efforts in the pursuit of delicious food...
The battle last night lasted until dawn. Every hell mantis that flew out of the darkness would first have to endure Samira's arrows with arcs and wind blades. An arrow shot in the darkness would be accurate.
Shooting through the chest cavity at the base of their shoulders, the sharp arrow tip penetrates into the weakest point of the armor. Just one arrow can prevent them from vibrating their wings and lose their ability to fly.
While wailing, these hell mantises would pounce on Samira with a vengeance, extending their giant bone scythes covered with sharp barbs to slash at Samira fiercely.
But when they swoop towards the half-elf archer, Andrew, who is waiting behind the rocks, will rush out immediately. The warrior holding a double ax completely ignores the scythe of the hell mantis, and almost every time he shoots at it.
Hit the hell mantis and chop it in the middle.
Only then would Gulitem pick up the big stick and smash it head-on at the Hell Mantis...
The Hell Mantis, which has lost its ability to fly, cannot dodge flexibly at all.
Most of the mantises would be seriously injured if the three of them cooperated like this.
It is unimaginable that such hell monsters all over Death Ridge would die in such a miserable way.
But the scene before him was extremely real. Those hell mantises were indeed shot down and killed like this.
When they are in their last desperate struggle, Gary Decker and Bart will move in for a last-ditch attack.
The Hell Mantis, which used to be looked down upon in the eyes of the Construct Knights, was shot through the wings by Samira with an arrow, and its attack became meaningless. The pig hanging on the bonfire exuded a lot of fragrance.
The legs have also become a talisman for these hell mantises.
It’s not that they have no IQ, it’s just that the moment they spread their wings and fly under the instigation of desire, they are destined to have a miserable ending.
Before this, these hell mantises had probably never encountered a second-turn archer like Samira who could see at night. They had long been accustomed to their own hunting methods.
That night, Surdak's team hunted a total of twenty-three hell mantises, which was quite a harvest.
Bart has served three times on the battlefield...
The first half-year-long service period was almost spent in the fortress. At the beginning, except for some rewards accumulated daily, he was unable to gain any trophies from the battlefield outside.
Returning to the battlefield for the second time, Bart was very well prepared and successfully joined a patrol team. In several patrol missions, he killed four demon warriors, and the team also continued
Some men were lost, but he was able to participate in the battle of Dalan Fortress and had the opportunity to enter Death Ridge. At that time, it was the Hell Mantis that caused endless trouble to them, preventing their team from pursuing in depth.
The third time he came to the battlefield again, he was already a veteran on the battlefield. In addition to forming a patrol team, he also helped Commander Adolphus handle some daily affairs of the Blue Bridge Fortress.
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He had never had such a radical idea, and actually thought of taking advantage of the lull in the fighting to run to Death Ridge to conduct reconnaissance.
Now Bart finally fully understood what Suldak said to him when he was at the Blue Bridge Fortress: 'They did not come to the neutral zone to help the poor.'
The implication is that Surdak came out with the patrol team just to eat meat at Death Ridge.
He should have taken a fancy to these hell mantises for a long time. In the eyes of his knights, these hell mantises were difficult predators to deal with, but in the eyes of Surdak, these hell mantises were simply prey that did not pose much of a threat.
Bart saw that Surdak knew these hell mantises very well. He used a knife to insert into the bone seam and cut the tendons and fascia, and he could almost perfectly remove the bone sickle of the hell mantis.
Bart even felt that holding a big sword and standing behind Andrew's finishing blow was a bit redundant.
He didn't know if Gary Decker would feel the same as him.
But he was going to be braver in the evening, at least to help Andrew share some of the burden.
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Surdak didn't know that Bart would have so many thoughts in his mind when he woke up in the morning.
He was dismantling these hell mantises, putting all their most useful parts into boxes, and arranging the boxes into categories. He also put parchment notes on the lids of the boxes to indicate what was inside.
He also had in his hand a list given to him by the old Heyman, which noted some of the old Heyman's needs.
This time he led the patrol team to Death Hill in the neutral zone. The biggest task was to get a set of second-turn magic pattern structures for Samira and Andrew. In the market of Chaos Fortress, these two-turn magic patterns were available.
Texture structures basically use unidentified magic crystals to calculate their value.
While on the battlefield, the Surdak team mainly rescued other construct knights and had no chance to rush to the front to kill the enemy.
The only loot was brought back to the Istandur plane by Israel. Aphrodite happened to be no longer in the Pussy Mountain lava mine, so the demon lord could not exchange it for useful resources here.
It is for this reason that Suldak had a chat with old Heyman and took advantage of the opportunity to go out on patrol to make money. This kind of thing is common in various fortresses, as long as the fortress commander does not pursue it.
There is no problem.
He saw Bart emerging from the tent with messy hair, and then squatting beside him in silence.
"Bart, come and help me put these into the box!" Surdak said, pointing to the bone sickle facing the Hell Mantis beside him.
These bone scythes still exude a faint aura of death, and the black veins on the bones resemble runes, giving them a unique sense of beauty.
Bart took a sharp bone sickle handed over by Surdak and waved it in his hand. It felt very comfortable to hold. He didn't even need to add a wooden handle. He just needed to wrap some strips of cloth around the original bones, and then
Just file some nearby sharp thorns and smooth them down.
Surdak put the bone sickle alone in a wooden box.
According to Old Heyman, this kind of bone sickle is very popular in the Chaos Fortress. Many nobles like this kind of bone weapon with a wild and hellish atmosphere, so he is going to hunt more hell mantises.
In fact, Surdak did not expect that the hunting operation last night would be so easy. Samira, who was blessed with 'insight', seemed to have mastered the night, suppressing the hell mantises flying from the darkness in almost all directions.
And Samira also found the biggest weakness of these hell mantises. Once the wings on their backs are damaged, they will transform from little elves flying wantonly in the jungle into sloths. Without their wings, they seem to be unable to even crawl.
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Gulitem and Andrew also blessed 'Insight' and 'Hegemony'.
There is no way around it. There are so many high-end sacrifices in Surdak's magic pocket that he can hardly hold them anymore. Of course he will not be stingy at this time.
It's a pity that there are so many hell mantises, but none of them has the magic pattern of life. Surdak is actually looking forward to what kind of life magic pattern these hell mantises will have.
After all the hell mantis corpses have been disposed of, it's already afternoon.
Surdak's patrol team was not in a hurry and just moved their original camping site to a more secluded mountain col.
On the second night, the two-headed ogre was on duty.
This time, the hell mantises seemed much more well-behaved. Perhaps all the hell mantises in this area were attracted by the pig leg last night, but not a single hell mantis appeared.
At night, in order to let everyone have a good night's rest, Surdak did not place bait on the bonfire.
It became extremely cold in the Death Ridge Mountain Col at night, and the howling mountain wind blew from nowhere. It could even carry the gravel on the ground and roll forward. Surdak felt that the canvas of the tent was constantly being affected.
The impact of gravel and the cold wind pouring into the tent through the gaps can almost freeze a person's hands and feet.
He wrapped himself in a thick cloak, opened the tent curtain and got out, looking at the two-headed ogre who was on duty outside.
Seeing that the ogre brothers were covered with a thick blanket and guarding the campfire, Gulitum was holding a strong hind leg of a hell mantis and roasting it on the campfire. His expression was somewhat focused.
, as if all the focus is on cooking food.
His good brother, however, kept turning his head and looking around, acting as a qualified sentinel.
The offal soup was still cooking in the iron pot on the campfire. In addition to tomatoes and luncheon meat, there were some ingredients that Surdak didn't even want to know about.
Surdak walked up to Gulitem and said, "Be careful not to put out the fire. It's too cold at night. A fire can help you drink warmer..."
"Don't worry, you can go to bed. After eating these, I'm going to sleep too. Naohua is going to be on duty all night. He will sleep again during the day tomorrow." Gulitem said, roasting one until it was burnt to a crisp.
The hind legs of the mantis with cracked bones were handed to my good brother...
Naohuaer grinned and took it happily.
He hurriedly peeled off the cracked shell, revealing the tender white meat inside, put his mouth over it and smacked it hard.