Gresu and Gerner Fadlan's adjutants did not see any kobolds with their own eyes, but in the previous battle, the kobold musketeers left such a deep impression on them. After thinking about it, they only realized that
The troops under Prell's name are the surrounding forces most likely to attack the Cliff Lake camp.
The beeping sound of burning firewood became the only sound in the entire scene. Gernar Fadlan looked at the soldiers around him. Some human soldiers looked frightened, and some were eager to try, but thanks to his body
Due to the consistent teaching and training of the guard captain, all the soldiers remained silent.
The group of tree stumps in the shadows on the opposite side were also extremely quiet. This silence made Gresu panic. He couldn't help but shrink his shoulders, took the blanket handed by a goblin servant, and crawled quietly on Gerna Fa.
Delan was not far away. At this moment, only this scar-faced man in the entire camp could bring him some sense of security.
About half an hour later, or maybe an hour later, Gresu had never felt so tormented. He asked in a low voice: "Are those enemies gone?" Gerner Fadlan shook his head silently.
I kept trying to observe the movement around me, but I didn't see anything.
Gunshots suddenly came from the west of the camp again, and Gresu was shocked: "Damn kobolds! Are they trying to attack the east and west?" Gerner Fadlan said quickly: "Sir, please don't worry. I'm there.
We have sent soldiers to guard the border, and we will receive news soon."
Gresu calmed down a little. After a while, the gunfire from the west stopped sporadicly. A human soldier rode a horse in the distance, jumped down, and trotted over: "Captain Gerner,
It seems to be harpies or kobolds, our people couldn't see clearly at night. They just harassed them for a while and then retreated!"
Gerner Fadlan nodded: "Go back and tell Diesel not to be impulsive. Our front is tight and the enemy dare not rush in. They are just a group of cowards who only harass." The messenger nodded.
After bowing his head, he stood up and walked towards the horse behind him. Then a gunshot was heard and the orderly soldier fell to the ground.
The crowd suddenly became commotion and panic, and Gerner Fadlan was furious: "Be careful!" He bent over and pulled the body of the messenger over. He saw that he had been shot in the back of the head, and he was obviously out of breath.
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Behind the scattered bonfire that had not yet burned out, Prell pulled Adolf Shensha and slowly retreated backwards.
Kobolds have night vision, which is an advantage of their race. So when he saw a horse-riding messenger running to the opposite position, Prell immediately pulled Adolf Shensha, captain of the first brigade of kobold musketeers, to crawl.
Climb forward.
Climbing until he was within the shooting range, Adolf Fukasago hit the target with one shot and achieved the first result of the night. Prell was very satisfied with this.
Since he brought out a lot of new soldiers, the originally planned night attack was prematurely discovered by the patrolling human soldiers. As a last resort, Prell had to change the plan, let his men fire a row of guns randomly, and then withdrew.
As for the outskirts of the western camp, there are the harpies and some kobolds led by Braelyn Firefist. Her mission is to harass rather than actively attack. Prell is not worried that the high elf sorceress will mess around.
Gresu fired a shot at the dark tree stumps in a fit of rage, and a group of depressed goblins followed suit. However, the range of the muskets was limited after all, and these shots did not achieve any results.
After crawling back to the tree stump where he was hiding, Rexxar whispered: "It seems that Gresu has capable people. Their defense is very tight. I am afraid that a night attack tonight will be difficult."
Prell said: "We don't need to attack hard. As long as we continue to harass for three or four days, the people in the camp will be tired. Then we will come back for real!"
Lexa thought for a while and raised his thumbs: "You are the most cunning and decent person I have ever seen. I like this plan!" Prell laughed.
Then the night sky continued to become silent again. Gernar Fadlan blinked his sour eyes. The bonfire outside the wall had been completely extinguished, and everything was dark. He even ordered the soldiers to extinguish the lanterns behind him.
For fear of being sniped by the enemy from a distance again.
Gresu curled up in the blanket and dozed off. He was really exhausted these days and was highly stressed. He was very tired in the south. Gerner Fadlan noticed that many soldiers around him also had their heads down, and he sighed.
, and did not wake up these soldiers who had just completed training during the day.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A row of chaotic gunshots suddenly rang out. Gerner Fadlan suddenly raised his head and kicked a soldier beside him awake: "Attention!"
However, there was no enemy attack, only row after row of gunshots, and even gunshots were heard from the west. Gresu was awakened by the gunfire again. His first reaction was to shrink his shoulders tightly, and then he blurred
He suddenly saw the figure of Gerner Fadlan, so he rubbed his eyes.
"These damn enemies!" Gernar Fadlan yelled angrily. Now, he finally understood that the enemy on the opposite side was constantly harassing his soldiers, and at the same time harassing the entire camp, making all
No one can sleep peacefully.
No one suggested a counterattack because they didn't know how many enemies were coming outside. At least from the west to the south, there were gunshots everywhere, and the chaos made it clear how many hidden enemies there were.
This continued until the sky gradually became brighter. Gerner Fadlan tiredly touched the dew on his helmet. He stood up from behind the wall. Looking at the wooden wall that was less than chest height, he felt that this wall was originally built.
It was too hasty. If it had been built higher, the messenger wouldn't have been killed by a sniper.
When the sun rose in the early morning, the entire camp was silent. The gunshots that rang out almost every half hour to an hour last night kept everyone from sleeping well, so everyone was catching up on their sleep at the moment.
Gerner Fadlan was also very tired, but he still arranged the patrol's tasks and then staggered towards his wooden house.
That night, such a situation happened again. Gerner Fadlan learned the lesson this time. He did not arrange too many soldiers to guard the area, and asked half of the soldiers to plug their ears with cloth strips and rest as much as possible.
During the day of the next day, Gerner Fadlan strongly requested to personally lead the team out to search for traces of this despicable attacker, but Gresu refused. He was afraid that Gerner Fadlan would lead the team away with his front foot and his back foot.
Prell rushed in.
So the helpless Gerner Fadlan was harassed by Prell again that night. His eyes were black and his emotions were on the verge of losing control. The only thing he wanted to do now was to catch that damned man.
attacker, then cut him into pieces.
On the third night, this kind of harassment continued until the second half of the night, and then stopped for about more than an hour. Gerner Fadlan was extremely tired, and he didn't know whether the enemy on the opposite side was also tired or had other plans.
Nearly an hour later, the soldiers guarding the wall fell asleep on the floor. Gernar Fadlan also squinted his eyes and dozed off for a while. Then he suddenly woke up and his eyes widened in fear.
He suddenly realized what the enemy commander's plan was!
At this time, Prell and the kobolds were creeping quietly among the tree stumps. In the past few nights, Prell had sent all the musketeers out, shooting and harassing them every once in a while.
Use the little strategy of "tiring the enemy" to constantly harass the camp.
Now, he has organized all the kobold grenadiers, as well as some strong jackal shooters into the team, and quietly moved towards the wall.
Gernar Fadlan woke up at the right time. He was indeed a veteran who had survived two orc invasions. He was keenly aware of danger. He quietly lay on the wall and took out the fire certificate.
, and threw it violently.
Then his eyes widened, because he saw that at least dozens of kobolds were only seven or eight yards away from the wall! "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" Gernar Fadelan jumped up and drew out
The shield protected his upper body, and he kept running, kicking the sleeping soldier with his feet as he ran.
"MD!" Prell cursed, and the fire bomb fell not far away and was extinguished. Obviously, this sneak attack was discovered in advance. He stood up, took out a grenade, and fired it fiercely.
Smash inside the wall: "Attack! Attack!"
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and then explosions sounded one after another. Many sleeping soldiers were killed or injured by grenades in their dreams, and some unlucky ones were kicked awake by Gerner Fadlan, who had just done it
After being ready for battle, we ushered in the first wave of grenade attacks.
Gerner Fadlan was also knocked to the ground by the air wave of a grenade explosion. He was lucky, a soldier who had just been kicked awake by him took the damage caused by the explosion for him.
Gernar Fadelan's heart was bleeding. Among the technologies of the famous dwarf and goblin races in the mainland, grenades were a skill highlighted by both races. However, in comparison, it was the goblins who were bombing, bombing,
Exploding this path will go further.
But all goblin technologies have a common advantage: they are unstable. Goblins can indeed make relatively stable explosives and grenades, but the cost of those things is too high, the range is too short, and the spread is not widespread.
Therefore, even though he was rich in war experience, Gerner Fadlan did not expect that the kobolds would actually use grenades to attack.
This mistake could not be attributed to Gerner Fadlan. He blamed himself a little in his heart, but he quickly stopped thinking about it and quickly organized the waking soldiers to fight back.
However, his counterattack had almost no effect. Prell led the kobolds and jackals to throw three rounds in a row. He immediately shouted and led his men to turn around and retreat.
This hit-and-run combat method made Gernar Fadlan almost vomit blood. He had just organized his men, equipped them with large shields, and evacuated the wall, preparing to welcome the kobolds coming over the wall.
Only to find that the enemy actually retreated!
These three rounds of grenade throwing killed at least forty to fifty soldiers and injured more than a hundred. Among them, more than ten soldiers were seriously injured and died before treatment.
Gernar Fadlan looked gloomy, he felt like his heart was going to be broken! These were his compatriots, comrades who trusted him, and they died so dishonorably under the grenades of the kobolds.
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Gresu was completely panicked again. He suddenly felt that he might really have no chance of winning against the kobolds! He even vaguely felt that maybe his career was completely over!