Fang Plover slowly lowered his head, and the firelight reflected under the goggles flickered gently in the cold wind.
The one eye exposed has a quiet expression, and the dark darkness in the pupil reflects the zigzag texture in the palm of the hand - the silver smooth surface is engraved with roses and thorns, and the other side is the profile of an ancient king.
Like - forest, winter wolf and hunting party, rows of ghosts, pine needles and laurel leaves, pale shells, and golden gears.
He held the dark crystal in his hand and placed it gently on the battlement.
The red light on the crystal appeared and spread.
The forest is waking up.
The selectors lined up and walked out of the bushes. Yan Xin reached out to hold the hilt of his sword and pulled his sword out of the snow. At the same time, he turned his head and looked at the tall and thin lady beside him. "What do you think?
What do you think?" he asked. Zhuo Zhuo Qihua looked at him and smiled slightly: "I have seen many people who talk big words."
"Then why do you still believe him?" "I don't believe him." The lady turned around, her silver eyes filled with pride, "But we are here to fight, so why bother looking for any excuse? This is not the case."
It’s good, I like it neat and tidy.”
She stretched out her hand forward to hold a flying snowflake, "I have long been dissatisfied with the alliance's behavior."
"Have you ever had any issues with them?"
"Who isn't?"
Yan Xin thought thoughtfully: "Do you think the alliance has an interest in this?"
Zhuo Zhuo Qihua looked at him with some interest, showed his white teeth and smiled: "You will understand if you look at the way they jump over the wall in a hurry?"
"What about you?" she asked again.
"I," Yan Xin replied, "I just want to help those refugees."
"Then you are really a good person."
At this moment, low words were coming from the crystal pendants hanging by their ears:
"Everyone, this is Traveler."
Countless pairs of eyes were silent in the darkness. People listened to the voice quietly and looked at each other.
The voice continued:
"Next, the entire Third Division will witness this action."
"Our attack will begin in a quarter of an hour..."
"Wait a minute, then how can you ensure that we don't dive into the enemy's encirclement?" In the communication channel, a roaring voice asked. People recognized that it was the dwarf named Sirisha, the White Rhino Adventure Group
The leader's voice.
It's just that Fang Yu didn't answer this question.
"Falcon team, Luo Yu, Luo Hao, you move north along the valley, and turn to the west after receiving further orders from me."
"'Rhinoceros' team, Sirisha, Grigel, you go through the valley and enter the forest to the north."
"'Fox' team, Yanxin, Zhuozhuo Qihua, you guys take care of the scout team in front of you."
"The 'Winter Wolf' team..."
In the community, the noise is gradually quieting down.
People were surprised to see the video split into two, then two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, and finally settled into a scene like an insect's compound eyes.
Wandering Ma almost stood up from his desk all of a sudden, knocking over the cup with his hand and spilling the coffee on the floor without even realizing it.
In Miya's communication channel, the eyes of the people watching shone with surprise and uncertainty. They turned around and exchanged the looks in their eyes.
"How much control is this?"
"How much control is there?" The discussion on the community seems to have not yet figured out what happened.
But there will always be some keen people who ask, "Forty-eight, or fifty?"
"Wait a minute, you're not saying that these pictures were sent back by the clockwork goblin, are you?"
"if not?"
"Holy crap, is this controlled by one person?"
"This is a picture of a system that was broken down and almost certainly controlled by one person."
"But in fact, more than 40 control points are nothing, if the opponent is level 35 or 40."
"But do you think it's possible? A year and a half ago he was still a newcomer. Even if he completed the Dragon Witch's quest line, he is still only in his early twenties."
"But if it's level 20..."
People suddenly became strangely silent.
Miya's quiet eyes scanned each picture one by one. She counted them carefully, there were fifty-two pictures in total - although fifty-two controls seemed nothing, she still felt a little happy in her heart.
Among the people watching, someone suddenly whistled: "Wonderful, of course, I'm not talking about this little guy, after all, that's just the way it is with more than fifty controls. Miss Loofah, she is indeed a combat craftsman, how did you see that?
?”
Loofah smiled and said nothing.
She turned her head sideways and replied to Miya: "Sister Miya, I'll leave this to you first. I'll get off."
"Huh?" Miya looked at her a little surprised, "Are you not going to look at it anymore?"
"Fighting at this level is not interesting, but this guy has a lot of potential to grow, so I won't watch it for now and will talk about it later." Loofah flipped his ponytail lightly, "At least wait until he can reach our side.
, let’s talk about other things.”
Miya responded and looked at the picture again, but she was not worried at all about whether the latter would come to this world.
"Miss Loofah, don't talk as if there is no suspense anymore," the person who spoke before joked again. He was not angry at all. After all, he was already familiar with the other party's character. "These more than fifty clockwork goblins
It won't be of much use on a real battlefield. After all, a craftsman group may have more people than this number, and fighting is not about showing off your skills."
"That's right."
But loofah looked at the other party with a smile: "But this is not a clockwork fairy."
The man was slightly startled.
…
Hearing the voice coming from the crystal, he was stunned for a moment.
She couldn't help but raise her head and look forward, but where were the enemy scouts? Just when she almost suspected that Fang Yu was taking advantage of her, the other party's voice came from the team channel again: "Left front, a
One hundred and fifty feet, traveling from northwest to southeast at a speed of about thirty feet."
Yan Xin held the big sword in both hands and stood vigilantly beside her. Hearing this data, he almost instinctively looked in that direction. He frowned slightly, and it seemed that he really saw a shadow in the bushes in that direction.
It flashed by, but I wasn't quite sure.
But as a nightingale, Zhuo Zhuo Qihua was much more professional than him in this regard. A flash of surprise flashed in the former's eyes, and she instinctively raised her crossbow in that direction. But just as she was about to shoot, the voice sounded again:
"Ten degrees to the left."
"Shadow clone..." At that moment, Zhuo Zhuo Qihua simply couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. Because this skill was originally owned by the shadow dancer, as a nightingale, she should be more familiar with it than the other person, but the previous moment's negligence, even she couldn't
Almost forgot about this.
But the other party's reminder was as calm as if it had been expected.
Any experienced Nightingale will indeed use shadow clones to confuse the enemy in an environment that may be exposed. She slightly tilted the crossbow in her hand to the left, and with full concentration, she had vaguely found a shadow in the darkness there.
Red outline.
That's when the detection skill takes effect.
Any stealth skills are used unintentionally. In almost the same amount of confrontation, active detection is always much easier than passive hiding. Of course, the premise is that you must first figure out where your target is hiding.
direction.
So Zhuo Zhuo Qihua pulled the trigger without thinking, and with a muffled sound, the rock core next to her saw a figure falling over there.
The female leader put down her crossbow and breathed a sigh of relief. But suddenly, she was in a trance for a moment. Only then did she remember how accurate the prompts the other party gave her at the beginning were - it was not that she had not communicated with her.
I have cooperated with combat craftsmen, but ordinary combat craftsmen can only provide a rough direction.
In the confrontation between scouts, the more accurate the position judgment is, the more effective the detection skills will be——
"Isn't he putting all the clockwork fairies in this direction?"
Zhuo Zhuo Qihua was speechless for a moment, and a strange idea came to his mind:
"Does he want to pick me up?"
And she was not the only one who had the same doubts at this moment.
Panting, the dwarf thrust the ax in his hand into the ground, patted the slush on his heavy armor, and looked around. His team members, most of whom were dwarves from Eldron, were cleaning the battlefield.
Corpses lay scattered across the mountain stream, one after another.
He pressed his hand on the ax handle, his chest heaved so much that his long beard stood up, and he shouted into the forest: "How did you know they were coming here? How did you know we were going to set up an ambush here?"
!?"
He wasn't worried that someone would discover him. They were all live broadcasting on the community anyway. Why were he still worried about this?
The dwarf's rude voice echoed in the forest, but no one answered his question for a while.
In the dark forest, there is only a small silver fairy, quietly passing through the canopy, flying nimbly among the layers of branches.
Occasionally they stop, with their quiet gazes embedded in the black crystals, silently watching everyone who dares to go deep into this forest. They are just like silent ghosts, watching the passing travelers.
The community was completely silent, and people seemed to have forgotten what they wanted to discuss for a moment. In their inherent impression, on such a complex battlefield, especially under the cover of night, the clockwork goblins of the fighting craftsmen
Often they can only walk above the night sky and monitor the battlefield from a high position.
But the images of people traveling through dense forests are all about walking in a dense forest, and precisely avoiding every branch that grows out of them. Sometimes they are even in a dark environment, avoiding obstacles that appear unexpectedly.
In the scene of the clockwork fairy flying, most people can only see the sky full of wind and snow, and the occasional flash of tree branches and leaves.
The wide-angle picture showed skills beyond everyone's imagination. No one had ever imagined that using wide-field mode in a narrow environment would be such an experience. But this is not the case.
It represents simplicity. Many people feel dizzy just by looking at the picture.
"Oh my god, is this guy a monster?"
"Everyone, I am an offline analyst of steel. Let me say something..."
"If this guy can maintain this advantage, then this battle may be quite interesting. I don't really believe that the craftsmen at the Crow's Claw Temple have the ability to lower their goblins to this height in such weather.
Come on - if we ensure that we don’t lose the advantage of our field of vision, these people will at least be able to escape unscathed. No wonder they dare to boast like this."
"It's a pity that they are live broadcasting..."
"If it wasn't live broadcast, would they really have a chance to win?"
Before he finished speaking, the scene in the live broadcast changed. In the field of vision of several clockwork goblins, another group of Crow Claw Temple scouts were reflected from different angles, and the latter did not realize that they had been exposed at all.
fact.
Time seemed to freeze in the community for a moment. Everyone watched this scene silently, just hissing and gasping for air. They really didn't understand how the other party was able to find the hidden place in the forest so quickly in the darkness.
Here, it belongs to the scouts from the Crow Claw Temple.
But this problem is too simple for Fang Plover, because the picture that seems dark to others is actually as bright as day in his eyes. The 'Calamity Star' developed from the 'Silver Bee' originally had night vision.
Module, not to mention that since the Ring of Golden Flame was rekindled, the power of the Dragon King seems to have returned to him again.
Of course, what's more important is that his clockwork fairy flies lower -
In the midst of the lingering wind and snow, Fang Plover turned his head slightly and glanced at the light screen of the system hanging on his side. In the live broadcast above, the scouts were still completely unaware.
He gently picked up the communication crystal.
In fact, when the first batch of scouts were lost, Bard Blackfeather had already received a warning from the wizard. Each of the scouts they sent out had a magic mark on them. When the corpse disappeared, the magic mark also followed.
Disappear and transmit news from the front line back to the rear.
However, apart from knowing that the owner of the mark may have died, the wizards could not obtain any more information. Based on the information obtained from them, the knights on the side marked on the map the final disappearance of each team of scouts.
position.
And based on these directions, we can get the possible direction of the opponent and the speed of advancement.
But these tasks are actually somewhat unnecessary.
"They reacted much faster than we did."
"They kept changing directions, and the frontline scouts couldn't catch their movements at all."
"We don't know at all what direction they will attack from now. It will be troublesome if they concentrate their forces to attack Lord Feimoen's camp to the west."
"But we can't ignore the camp to the east."
The Gray Knights were talking a lot.
And Bader Black Feather was looking at the image that appeared on the screen with a gloomy expression.
Their scouts were being beaten on the outskirts of the forest, but they couldn't do anything about it, even though they could clearly see it all happening through the 'live' screen. After all, they didn't send selectors to every scout team, and they couldn't.
Contact each team through communication crystals. In fact, as an army dominated by indigenous people, it is impossible to do this.
Behind the watcher, the chief wizard and the officials of the alliance looked at each other. They seemed to suddenly realize that the reason why the other party did not shy away from them and blatantly ambush the scouts they sent out was probably because they had guessed this.
a little.
Even if they saw the scene on the screen from behind, what could they do?
The other party is simply confident.
"Artisans."
Bud raised his eyebrows slightly and suddenly whispered: "Let the craftsmen go into battle."
He turned around, looked at the alchemists in black coats, and said solemnly: "Everyone, I want you to drive away the clockwork goblins on the other side, can you do it?"
The leading craftsman there pondered for a moment, but immediately nodded confidently: "Master Watcher, in this weather, there will definitely be a lot of damage if the Clockwork Fairy rashly lowers it below the canopy. But I took a look,
We have far more manpower than the other side, and even if we exchange ten for one, it is a good deal - as long as this ratio does not exceed, we can guarantee that our side will replenish the clockwork goblins to the front line faster."
Bader Black Feather nodded with great satisfaction: "Very good, don't worry about the loss, let me see your strength."
The leading craftsman bowed slightly and walked away.
The alliance officials seemed to be infected by the other party's confidence, and couldn't help but praise: "That's right, let's show them our strength."
"It's the strength of the temple." Bard glanced at him and corrected.
The official shrugged and didn't care.
…
"The other side's scouts turned."
"It's the clockwork goblin," Luo Hao's voice came from the crystal. "The other party also sent the clockwork goblin. They should have discovered our movements through the clockwork goblin and notified the frontline scout, Ed.
"
"We also found unknown structures here," Yanxin's voice sounded: "About three, and there seem to be more in the sky."
"The other party's scout team is gathering. They seem to have found our location."
The team's communication was directly transmitted to everyone's ears through the live broadcast. People were a little quiet for a moment. The clockwork goblin on the side of Crow Claw Temple moved. If the previous view was a one-sided advantage, then at least now
Entered a stage of evenly matched competition.
But it is obvious that the strength of the Crow's Claw Temple is far better than that of the Redeemed. In a balanced battle, they are not optimistic about Fang Plover's side. In fact, the feeling of being fooled in everyone's heart has gradually disappeared.
Most people—even those who were originally opposed to the redeemed party—began to worry about the situation here.
Most people sympathize with the weak, not to mention the strength shown by Fang Plover, which vaguely allowed them to see something. The defeat that occurred in the Muddy Realm, and the starlight of the new generation that the domestic competition area has lacked in the past two years, seems to
Here everyone found what they were looking for.
Then they heard an exaggerated voice from the live broadcast: "Oh, brother Ed... there are so many clockwork fairies, they are swooping down...!"
Everyone's heart skipped a beat.
They didn't expect that the craftsmen from the Crow's Claw Temple would not show any signs of weakness and lowered the Clockwork Goblin below the canopy - this was obviously a sight to behold. They figured it out almost instantly.
, the other party wants to rely on their numerical advantage and destroy the redeemed party's visual field advantage regardless of losses.
Now there's trouble.
Almost everyone has such an idea in their mind.
But at that moment, people saw that among the countless divided fields of view in the live broadcast, almost one-third of the pictures were all moving in a uniform manner. Only the divided people could be seen.
In the camera, every lens is rotating upwards, looking into the night sky.
And at that moment.
A third of the craftsmen at Raven's Claw Temple feel they have lost control of the Clockwork Goblin.
