Above the wasteland, the armored car-like Jackal Fortress slowly slowed down and stopped.
"Wang Defa, we actually met the undead!" Pansy was in shock and kept swearing in her mouth.
"Calm down, Pansy, calm down. They are just undead. The guys behind them should be human beings like us." Bentham leaned on the chair, looked at Pansy who was spinning back and forth, and said with a smile.
"How can you still laugh! How do you know those undead are controlled by humans?" Pansy stopped when she saw Bentham's generous look, frowned, and asked in a bad tone.
Bentham pulled his collar, stood up, and came to Pansy, "You should read more so that you can learn to think."
Pansy didn't want to hear anything about education. He just wanted to know the source of the judgment, "Bentham, what do you know?"
Bentham smiled proudly, "Didn't you see our prey hiding in it? Those undead are here to rescue him, not the aboriginal people. The aboriginal people will not be so friendly to people like us."
"God, you are right!" Pansy recalled what he saw at that time and exclaimed. Seeing the undead made him panic, but after Bentham's reminder, he suddenly reacted.
Patting Pansy's shoulder, Bentham said proudly, "Don't worry, I'm ready."
When he was escaping, Bentham had already reacted. When he saw the undead, he was also startled. But when he was escaping, he calmed down and remembered that when the cat-man fortress rushed into the pile of undead, he was not attacked.
Attack, this shows that the undead are different from what he thought. They are controlled and are the reinforcements of the cat-man fortress.
The speed of the undead was far less than that of his fortress, so he quickly got rid of the charging undead. Bentham quietly ordered and sent out his gnolls to track the traces of the undead.
The gnolls under Bentham are not just as simple as carrying muskets and shooting. The reason why he has been able to develop so quickly relies on the variability and ferocity of the gnolls.
The real gnolls are not cowards hiding in the distance with guns, they are cruel hunters in the wilderness!
These guys have dark yellow or crimson manes and look very post-modern art style. Their average height is more than 2m and their weight is more than 120kg. They are serious nocturnal carnivores. They run fast and are very good at outflanking and besieging.
In combat, he has sharp teeth and an amazing bite force, and he likes to attack with blunt weapons.
In addition, the gnolls also have a companion animal - the coyote. The coyote is slightly smaller, but not weak in ferocity at all. Once it bites the prey, it will not let go. It is the gnoll's best helper.
In addition to warriors, gnolls also have professions such as priests and priests. When attacking in groups, they can also activate summoning spells to summon ogres or trolls.
It is precisely because the race under his command is so ferocious that Bentham dares to plunder unscrupulously in the wilderness.
The dark clouds were blown by the wind and moved slowly in the sky.
The dark yellow mane grew from the back to the shoulders, spread to the top of the head, and stood up straight. The jackal's nose twitched twice. They have the same keen sense of smell as dogs and can clearly distinguish the smell in the air. They raised their heads.
, stretched out his fingers with sharp claws and pointed out the direction, and the other gnolls immediately started running in the direction pointed out.
This is a scout team composed of jackals. Of course, they prefer to call it a tracker team internally. Each team consists of 10 jackals and 5 hyenas. Their professions are 1 captain and 1 first aid priest.
, 3 archers, and 6 gnoll warriors.
The members of the tracker team uniformly wear leather armor, which has good defense and does not affect their movements.
The team received an order from the city lord, asking them to track the undead, find their location, and detect the number of undead and whether there were any other enemies.
This kind of mission is too familiar. Ever since the Tracker Team was established, they have been performing this kind of mission in the wasteland and there has never been anything wrong.
In particular, what we are tracking this time is the undead. The undead made of bones cannot be chased away at all.
They are a group of excellent hunters. They run in the wilderness, put away their claws, and step on the ground with their meat pads. They will not make any noise, and even very little dust will be splashed. They pursue all the way in the direction of the retreat of the undead. They have discovered
The scattered footprints left by the undead when they left.
Unfortunately, the jackals of the tracker team did not look up to the sky. Above their heads, in the dark clouds, several ghosts were floating, looking at the jackals on the ground in surprise.
"Have we discovered the enemy?" A human ghost looked away, looked at his companions beside him, and asked hesitantly.
"Well, judging from the direction they are heading, it should be our territory." Another human ghost turned to look in the direction of the Undead Fortress and nodded vigorously.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned, because he noticed that two companions were drifting away quickly, and couldn't help shouting, "Why are you two going?"
A voice came from far away, "We have discovered the enemy, of course we have to inform the Lord of the Undead."
The ghost who asked the question was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and waved his fist vigorously, "Damn, these two cunning guys! I have been a revenant for too long, my brain has become rigid, and I actually forgot to notify him immediately
The Lord of the Undead, let them take the lead."
"Don't blame yourself. You are a dead soul. You have no brain at all. It is much more serious than a rigid brain." The first human ghost to speak comforted him deeply.
A jackal running below suddenly stopped and looked around in confusion. Just now, he seemed to vaguely hear voices. After observing for a while, he found nothing unusual. He also heard the urging of his companions, so he hurriedly followed.
Flying is much faster than running!
The two souls who sneaked away in advance, leaving their companions behind to continue to monitor and seize the opportunity, were filled with emotions. Before they turned into souls, their speed might not be able to catch up with the jackals, but after becoming souls, they could surpass them.
Gnolls are a blink of an eye.
I quickly flew back to the Fortress of the Undead, found Li Ziyu on the roof of the main building, and quickly landed.
Li Ziyu held on to the wall and looked at the night view of the Soul Mountain Range in the distance. Two more souls appeared beside Leng Buding, kneeling on one knee.
"Huh? What's the matter?" Li Ziyu asked, looking sideways at the two dead souls falling from the sky.
"Lord of the Undead, we found the invader's sentinel." One of the undead souls said.
"Detectives? How many are there and how far away are they from us?" Li Ziyu looked serious and asked seriously.
"10 jackals, 5 native dogs, we are still about 5 kilometers away." The dead soul thought for a while, and after becoming a dead soul, the perception of distance became much weaker.
A flash of light flashed in Li Ziyu's eyes. He didn't pay much attention to the jackals who came to investigate, but the warning range of the undead made him very happy. The 5-kilometer range was enough for him to predict many things in advance.
The exploration range is not that far.
It's a jackal, so don't think about it. It must be sent by the time traveler. The other party is so aggressive. After discovering the undead, it is impossible to ignore it. It is normal to send out a scout team.
Now that we have discovered it, we cannot let the other party simply take the news back.
For a scout team, if I send 1,000 skeleton undead to ambush them, we can keep them here no matter what, right?
Thinking of this, Li Ziyu immediately summoned the dead skeletons and asked the dead souls who came to report the news to lead the way, and rushed to ambush the jackal scouts on the road they must pass.
"Lord of the Undead, don't worry, we promise to complete the mission." The two undead souls who came to report the news patted their chests and said vowedly.
"Well, I leave it to you." Looking at the two dead souls, Li Ziyu nodded.
Mei Ji suddenly floated to his side, leaned into his ear, and whispered, "Master, this is inappropriate."
Li Ziyu turned his head in surprise, looked at Mei Ji, and asked puzzledly, "Is there any problem? The fighting power of a jackal is so strong that it can fight 100 enemies one at a time?"
It is true that the skeletal undead are not included in the order of battle and are the lowest level undead, but the number is there, 1000 to 10, including the hyenas, there are only 15 opponents. Isn't this still a win? Li Ziyu doesn't believe it.
If the gnolls were so ferocious, they would have conquered the wasteland long ago.
Mei Ji shook her head, her red lips parted slightly, and she said with great tenderness, "What I mean is that although the undead are very strong, they may not be able to surround the group of jackals. If they were allowed to escape, the master would be very distressed."
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Only then did Li Ziyu remember that the charming beauty in front of him was once a noble of the orc empire, and she knew the orcs in the wasteland very well. From what she said, it might not be as easy as she thought to kill the gnoll scout team.
He really didn't know much about the races in the other world, so he had to ask Mei Ji, "Then tell me what to do to capture the jackals."
Mei Ji chuckled lightly and turned to look at the heroic Bing Ji. Among the four fox girls, Bing Ji was the one who was the best at fighting. The remaining three had far less battlefield fighting experience than her.
Seeing this, Bing Ji floated to Li Ziyu, bowed slightly and said in a clear and cold voice, "The Jackal is very good at tracking, very sensitive to various smells, has a strong sense of crisis, and is also a good night fighter. If
If the master directly lets the undead ambush him in the middle, he will definitely be noticed by the other party."
Li Ziyu raised his forehead and motioned for her to continue. Bing Ji continued, "I suggest that the master sends more long archers. When the opponent discovers the ambush and prepares to escape, take advantage of them and kill them unprepared."
"Shouldn't I just send long archers?" Li Ziyu asked doubtfully.
Since ambush doesn't work, why bother? Just let the longbowmen hide in the dark, and when they find the opponent, just open their bows and release arrows.
Bing Ji shook her head and explained, "A plan within a plan is more reliable. Jackals are difficult to deal with. They run very fast. If you only send long archers, they can easily escape."
Yes, listen to others' advice and eat enough.
Li Ziyu himself didn't know much about jackals, but Hu Ji and the others knew them very well, so he just listened to them and sent 100 more longbowmen to follow the skeleton undead.
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Under the moonlight.
The gnoll scout team ran quickly along the tracks left by the undead. The scout captain who was running at the front suddenly stopped. His dim eyes looked forward warily, and the mane on his back stood up.
There is danger ahead!
He raised his paw, and the team members behind him also stopped and looked around. Their noses kept twitching, and they smelled a familiar scent.
"Undead..." the scout captain grinned, revealing a pair of dirty fangs, and let out a low growl to remind his team members.
Although everything looked normal in front of them, the smell and the bristling mane behind them made them realize what was hidden in the calmness.
As beast-headed orcs, gnolls retain the habits of beasts. They believe in intuition and sixth sense, believing that they are reminders from their ancestors.
"Captain, what should I do?" The jackal roared, asking with a wolf howl that only they could understand.
"We have been discovered and can't go any further." The scout captain responded immediately, preparing to retreat.
"But we haven't found the lair of the undead. How can we explain it to the city lord when we go back?" Another jackal asked.
The scout captain glanced around, slowly moved back, and said, "The city lord will understand us."
He was here to find out information, but he didn't want to risk his life because of the information, even if the person who gave the order was the city lord.
The scout captain had said this, so the other jackals naturally had nothing to say. As he slowly retreated, they planned to evacuate first and then talk.
Their retreat was clearly seen by the undead in the sky, and they immediately sent a signal to the undead below. The soil turned, and the skeletal undead stood up from the ground one by one, and rushed toward the gnolls.
"retreat!"
When the scout captain saw the undead that far exceeded the number of himself and others, he didn't hesitate at all. He yelled, turned around and ran away. The other jackals who had been prepared also did the same thing.
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After running only two steps, the scout captain's ears suddenly twitched twice. He heard a whistling sound coming from the sky. He turned his head to look at the sky. Almost undetectable black dots fell from the sky and quickly grew in size.
"Woooooooo..."
The long bone arrows pierced their bodies and pinned them to the ground. For a moment, the dead jackals let out painful whimpers and struggled in vain.
This scene made the scout captain's pupils dilate, his running speed increased again, and he let out a wolf howl, reminding his team members, "Archer! Be careful to avoid!"
Arrows fell from the sky one after another, like stars that suddenly fell. It is true that jackals can see at night, but they are still far inferior to the undead. There are always times when they cannot avoid it. As long as they are hit by long arrows,
There was no hope of escape for them.
The gnolls were still too alert. They sensed the danger earlier and retreated decisively. This caused most of the arrows fired by the skeleton longbowmen to miss, and the scout captain was about to escape from the shooting range.
The undead souls in the sky are also secretly worried. The Lord of the Undead has sent a total of 1,100 undead. The purpose of giving it to them is to kill all the jackal scouts. If they still let the other party escape, how can they keep up with the mission? No, they have to
They stay.
The two dead souls looked at each other, screamed at the same time, and swooped down at the scout captain.
what!
The screams in the sky set off alarm bells in the scout captain's heart. He felt something bad. He subconsciously raised his head and saw two groups of green lights rushing towards him.
When he got closer, he could see clearly that they were two dead souls with hideous faces, covered in corruption, with withered flesh and blood, and many places had rotted to the point where their bones were exposed.
Even as a ferocious jackal, he was startled when he suddenly saw these two things. He paused slightly, but the two dead souls passed through him without hesitation.
The scout captain froze. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move. An indescribable fear arose in his heart. At the same time, his body felt as if it had been frozen by an ice cube, and his blood almost solidified.
In just a moment, the scout captain returned to normal again. He ignored the two terrifying souls and raised his feet to continue running away when an arrow shot out and pierced his shoulder blade, taking his body uncontrollably.
He staggered two steps, and the arrow pierced the ground.