It’s not that there are many rats in Violent Rat Village, but when the village was built, we found that there were many ferocious animals here. Violent wolves, ferocious bears, and even bats all have ferocious species. These animals are huge, violent, ferocious, and extremely aggressive.
Cannot be domesticated.
The villagers here are all barbarians. They have fought against violent animals for many years before they can gain a foothold. They have more or less inherited the fearless character of their ancestors and are considered the most unique barbarians in the Black Forest.
Zhou Qingfeng led the team to set off, and the first target of attack was this hard nut. Because this place is a traffic intersection for multiple villages, blocking here is equivalent to sealing off the connection between Benn Church and several other betrayed villages.
At this moment, on the wall of Violent Rat Village, the village leader Schroeder was clapping his chest with both fists and howling loudly. There were also a dozen savage-like barbarians crowded around him, with bald heads and tattoos, wearing animal skins, and carrying battle axes.
Heavy weapons, yelling.
This cry carried far away, and could be heard hundreds of meters away when blown by the wind. It carried a majestic and fearless aura. It seemed as if this move could scare away the enemy.
But on the same wall, the thief McCann, who entered the village early in the morning, had a look of disdain on his face. Being tall and thin, he looked very slender among a group of barbarians, and he also received a lot of contemptuous looks. The men in Violet Rat Village looked down on him.
Thief, I think he has no talent.
"McCann, you were so frightened by such a bunch of bastards that you ran away?" Leader Schroeder held on to the crenellations of the wall, turned around and laughed loudly. There were several white tattoos on his shiny face, each tattoo represented a
The powerful enemy he killed.
This guy's entire face is almost covered in paintings, which makes people look intimidating.
Three hundred meters outside the village wall, several "coalition" vanguards on horseback were running back and forth to confirm that the road outside the village was safe and that there was no ambush. Then a craftsman came with a dozen unarmed villagers to investigate and confirm that later
The location of the trebuchet.
There are really no deterrents to these people.
It's a far cry from the 'army' that McCann described.
Schroeder's laughter triggered even louder taunts from his men. Most of the people in this village were barbarians, and despising thieves was tantamount to 'political correctness'.
McCann was angry and reminded again: "You'd better be careful and hold on for at least two days. The attack from White Crow Village is not going well, and the support from Guishi Village may be very late."
"Support from Stucco Village?" Schroeder waved his hand strangely and said disdainfully: "I don't need any support, and I won't let any outsiders enter my village. As long as I'm here, no one can capture it.
Violent Rat Village, because we are the strongest."
The barbarians on the wall all waved their weapons and cheered.
McCann really wanted to turn away and leave these stubborn barbarians to die. But now he could only continue patiently: "Let me say it again, those guys outside are not easy to deal with. Their leader is very special."
These words made Schroeder even more contemptuous. He curled his lips, deliberately lowered his voice, turned around and said to his cronies: "The people in Benn Church don't seem to be very good, but he was actually scared to death by a team led by a rookie.
Peed my pants."
Hahaha..., a burst of laughter.
McCann was really angry now. He cursed bitterly: "That boy named Victor is by no means a rookie. He has already robbed a convoy of the church, obtained two trebuchets, and bewitched at least
Hundreds of untouchables followed.
He somehow even managed to go to Tieliang Village and unite people from several other villages. Our Lord even sent an oracle specifically for him, demanding that he must be killed.
I ran to assassinate him last night, but I was discovered by him before I even got close. That kid's perception is extremely high and his speed is extremely fast, but he lacks actual combat experience. So you'd better have some brains and don't underestimate the enemy."
McCann shouted with all his strength, but only received a few arrogant sneers. He almost went crazy because of this, but Schroeder and others suddenly stared at the road outside the wall - a 'huge' team appeared
.
There are more than two hundred armed personnel, including more than fifty formal adventurers, warriors, rangers, druids, wizard apprentices, and various professions. The rest are their combat attendants, all of whom are fully armored and have high morale.
In the middle of the team, Zhou Qingfeng was surrounded like stars holding the moon. As the mascot of this battle, he issued orders according to the resolution that had been discussed.
"Luke, take your people to the left wing of Violent Rat Village and go two miles ahead for reconnaissance. Nar, you are responsible for the right wing and keep an eye on the enemy's reinforcements. I don't want other teams to suddenly appear in today's battle."
"Antai, you lead the people to deploy the troops. If the idiots from Violet Rat Village dare to come out to fight us, you must withstand their first wave of offensive."
"Sir Tambos, please let your magic pet fly to the sky to see the enemy's movements for us. We must control everything."
"Wilson, prepare to build up the horse wall and place the trebuchets. It will be up to you to defeat the enemy's defense later."
"Old Borg, arrange your camp for wounded soldiers. Rubio, ask the logistics people to boil water. Although I hope to capture the Violent Rat Village in one day, I must also be prepared to camp in the wild."
"The others can rest with me and take turns eating something."
As orders continued to be issued, the attack team of approximately 400 people shifted from marching to combat status.
Zhou Qingfeng was quite nervous. He still found various shortcomings in his "keyboard strategist" in the details. A team without tacit understanding was full of chaos and very fragile.
At this time, as long as the people from Violent Rat Village dare to rush out, they will pay a certain price and deal a heavy blow to Zhou Qingfeng - he will die in the examination room, but not his life. Summary after the war.
But all the barbarians in the village were indifferent.
McCann stared nervously at the wall. It seemed to him that the team opposite was filled with a large number of mobs, but they moved neatly and in a very orderly manner. They cooperated with each other while busy, and were a hundred stronger than the goblin troops he had seen before.
times.
Those goblins can only run around in a swarm of 'Oke Oke'. Once they run away, they can't gather them back. As for the armed forces of each human village, they can only implement the cooperation of a dozen or so small teams, with three to four hundred people.
action is simply impossible.
Schroeder, who was still laughing just now, was also a little stunned. The barbarian only thought about personal bravery. In normal battles, he would lead the charge and go directly to the opponent's leader to fight head-on.
If it were a duel with hundreds of people, Schroeder would get a headache just thinking about it. He would probably not be able to find his attendants very quickly. And the armed attendants would not be able to hear Schroeder's orders - a battle would take place very quickly.
It will turn into a pot of porridge.
"Leader, do we want to rush out and kill them?" a subordinate asked.
"Idiot, didn't you see that there are more people than us?"
Schroeder cursed angrily. He also paid special attention to Luke and Naer, who were leading the team to outflank him. "If we go out, we will definitely be surrounded. So we don't go anywhere and wait for those bastards to come up and die."
"
"But..." Some subordinates still felt vaguely uneasy, "The enemy has trebuchets. Our heavy crossbows on the wall can't reach them."
"Don't worry, the trebuchet is not accurate enough to hit us. Our village is strong enough, just hide behind the wall." Schroeder patted the wall of his village, still very confident.
Outside the wall, Wilson was shouting to a trebuchet gunner in a low voice: "Be careful, park that car for me. The cans on the car are deadly things made by old Borg. If they hit the ground