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Chapter 210: Ambush

The warmth of early spring caused the snow on the ground to melt quickly. After the early morning light rain, the already muddy ground was like wheat paste soaked in soup. It was soft and unstressed. When you step on it, it easily reaches your ankles, making a squeaking sound.

But this is the second thing. Although the temperature is getting warmer, the earth still seems to be covered in a cold winter quilt. The muddy and wet soil continues to deprive the marchers of their strength and body temperature.

The thick fog and gloomy sky made the soldiers of the Horned Rhino tribe equally depressed. The advance team of about two thousand people was divided into three columns and marched northward, stretching out a long formation on the ground and spreading out.

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Gunnon listened to the yawns of his comrades on both sides. Although he had the strength and physique to pull down two horned rhinoceros, the current situation still made him feel tired and sleepy.

As the battle chief of the Horned Rhino tribe, Gannon wears a heavy armor made of three layers of thick Rhinoceros skin pressed and riveted, with a one-horned helmet on his head. Half of his comrades on both sides even wear only

A large shawl and a turf skirt are provided, and slightly better, armor tanned from animal skins can be worn.

As for weapons, Gunnon himself had a mace captured from the Imperial Man, paired with a shield tied with rattan, and covered with an extra layer of rhinoceros skin, which could block arrows shot by ordinary crossbows. But other

The comrades basically carried ordinary thin spears, and not everyone had a shield.

"How can such an army and soldiers fight a war?" Gunnon was angry but also a little helpless.

The Horned Rhinoceros tribe from which he comes mainly operates between the Great Plains and the Western Desert. It has maintained a semi-nomadic and semi-gathering lifestyle for thousands of years. Neither the Longhorn Tribe has fertile farmland and a prosperous population, nor is it the Wild Mane Tribe.

Like that, they rode horses and plundered, coming and going like the wind.

The horned rhinoceros is a calm and honest large animal. It will resist when it encounters danger, but most of the time it just likes to wander around the territory and wallow in the cool mire. Such habits are not reflected too strongly on the tribe.

Desire to expand.

The Horned Rhinoceros tribe has been oppressed by the Ouroboros Tribe for a long time, relying on tributes to seek stability. Later, when the Aboriginal Alliance was established, the chiefs of the Horned Rhinoceros tribe gathered together to discuss for a long time, and finally ended up fighting without a single blow.

, allowing the Horned Rhino tribe as a whole to join the Aboriginal Alliance.

However, such a compromise did not bring a better and more stable life to the Horned Rhinoceros tribe. The invasion of the Imperials forced all the tribes around the Great Plains to unite to fight. Compared with other tribes, the Horned Rhinoceros tribe did not have very outstanding expertise.

The spirit messengers in the game focus on protective spells, but they are not very clever.

The result is that, facing the Imperial Legion, the only thing the Horned Rhino tribe can use is soldiers, or cannon fodder used to consume the opponent's spells.

Gannon thought of the Green Ring Rangers who had visited his home before. Among the major indigenous alliances, the Horned Rhinoceros tribe was the tribe with the closest ties to them. There was no other reason. In the past battles, the Horned Rhinoceros tribe had suffered too much.

With so many losses, they are in urgent need of techniques that can change the status quo and improve their abilities.

During that time, Gunnon also learned something and mastered "endurance of the environment" and "running with great strides". Although he was not an official spirit guard in the tribe, with his long-honed martial arts skills on the battlefield, according to Emerald Green

According to the Ring, he is considered a high-level warrior who works part-time as a ranger.

Gannon didn't understand the martial arts types of high-level warriors. He didn't know the difference between schools at all. He just relied on the ancient secret skills passed down by the Horned Rhino tribe for generations. His muscles and bones were not only transformed by the essence of his soul, but also had the ability to compete with the Horned Rhinoceros.

Amazing strength, and possesses recovery and self-healing abilities far beyond those of ordinary people.

However, this kind of ability is of little use on the battlefield except to give himself a few more chances to survive. Gannon was fortunate enough to experience the spell bombing of the "Son of Fire Demon" and successfully escaped.

From that time on, Gannon understood deeply that no matter how strong his body was, he would be nothing more than a piece of meat that knew how to jump around when faced with the power of magic.

Is it possible that you still have the ability to jump into the sky and smash the mage's head? Even the mysterious knights and battle mages on the front line of the battle also have "mage armor" and "shield" to protect themselves, and they still have

You have to go through the torrent of indiscriminate spells to reach them.

If he was lucky enough, Gunnon would be able to rely on his rough skin and thick flesh to charge forward to the enemy's position, but all his comrades might die on the way to the charge.

Gannon had seen too many brave and fearless warriors, and he swore to drive away the invaders, and then the next day he was bombed with mutilated bodies all over the ground, and he couldn't even make a death cry.

Sometimes Gunnon couldn't help but wonder if the Ouroboros tribe thought that the other tribes had too many people, so they sent them to fight against the Imperials so that they could occupy the entire Great Plains by themselves?

Thinking about the target of the attack now, it is a place called Chai Dui Town. The big shots all said that it was the first step to counterattack the Imperials and regain their homeland, but Gannon couldn't understand that his Horned Rhinoceros tribe had never

Leaving the Great Plains, what is the point of this kind of war?

Moreover, this time Glanfaz recruited more than 20,000 people. Even when fighting the Imperials, he rarely mobilized so many troops at once. Could it be that it is another hard and difficult fortress? How many people will die this time?

Human? How many children of the Horned Rhinoceros tribe are buried in a foreign land?

Gunnon sighed. He no longer wanted to charge into battle and show off his force. His past behavior seemed ridiculous to him now. Not to mention the lazy march now, if there were enemies launching surprise attacks on both sides of the road.

, it will immediately collapse to the point where it cannot be gathered together.

"There won't really be an enemy sneak attack, right? There are only a dozen miles left from Chai Dui Town." Gannon looked in both directions, and the thick fog was drifting, making him immediately vigilant.

"Everyone, be careful—"

Before he finished speaking, a misty silver light flashed in the thick fog, and then countless sharp blades flew out, outflanking the marching column from both sides.

Gunnon subconsciously swung the mace and smashed the silver blade in front of him into pieces. It was a long sword carved from crystal. Although it did not have gorgeous and complicated patterns, it was enough to surprise him.

But the reality did not allow Gannon to think too much. The crystal flying swords shot out from both sides of the march, like sickles harvesting straw, piercing through the soldiers of the Horned Rhino tribe one after another, and they were covered in blood and flesh in an instant.

Blocks were flying, severed limbs and heads were rolling around.

Gunnon blocked the two crystal flying swords, fell to the ground, protected his head with his shield, and shouted to the surroundings: "Get down - get down quickly!!"

But it was too late to shout anything at this time. A round of crystal flying sword lasing only lasted for five or six seconds. Within the visible distance of Gunnon, there were almost no soldiers who could still stand. The muddy ground was covered with mutilated limbs.

and broken flesh and blood, and the sound of wailing instantly filled the surrounding area.



"Battle report! The horned rhinoceros tribe's advance team was wiped out! Only less than fifty people survived!"

"Urgent report! The three hunters of the Wind Jackal Tribe failed to attack and have retreated to the eastern camp!"

"The monster coalition in the west is advancing. There has been no fighting yet, but the sudden appearance of mudslides has slowed down their progress."

More than thirty miles south of Chaidui Town, close to the edge of the Xinggang Altar, a vast military camp was placed by the river. In the center of the huge tent, which looked like a giant snake entrenched, the Bloodkissed priests faced each other.

Far-sighted water basin, reporting the battle situation at different locations in the vast area to the Son of the Holy Scale.

The Son of the Holy Scale leans on the throne with a relaxed manner. On both sides of him are the tribal leaders. Now they are all generals under the Son of the Holy Scale in Glanfaz. These regulations and rules are more or less imitated in colonial times.

By.

However, after hearing the battle reports one after another, the faces of these generals seemed to be plastered. The Son of the Holy Scale looked at them and said with a smile: "Do you understand? Do you still think it is an inconspicuous small imperial town?"

No one else dared to speak, because after signing the peace treaty with the Imperial Legion, these tribal leaders were actually unwilling to continue the war, or in other words, they were unwilling to continue to fight for the Ouroboros Serpent tribe.

Although the Sons of the Holy Scale promised to distribute land to various tribes this time, the large and small tribes that are accustomed to the warm and humid environment of the Great Plains actually have little interest in the bitter cold land north of the Dogtooth Mountains. Otherwise, they would have already occupied a large portion of the land in the past history.

If you live in that land, where can you send a large army to fight?

However, due to the strength of the Son of Holy Scale, the Totem Princes, and the Ouroboros Tribe, each tribe had no choice but to participate.

"Fakuru, what do you think?" The son of the Holy Scale looked at one of the generals who was round, fat, and sweating constantly.

As the elected leader of the Longhorn Tribe after "Ms. Wisdom Tooth", Fakuru used his usual eloquence and said in a humble tone: "Son of Holy Scales, you are the only person who can give orders to Glanfazi. Your wishes

That’s the direction we’re heading.”

"Glib tongue." The Son of Holy Scales didn't care, and simply said: "I know very well that some of you have secretly communicated with the imperial guys for a long time, and think that instead of fighting endlessly, it is better to completely compromise with the colonists and fight.

As he had a large number of tribesmen, he also became a large farmer or a large manor owner, lived a luxurious and luxurious life, and completely embraced the colonizer's civilization.

But do you think it’s possible? Let me tell you clearly, the colonists will never give up until they wipe out you and me. They don’t do this because they hate us, but for living people, land and minerals

, resources are what they crave!

I understand that you want to live a good life, but all this must be based on the equality and agreement between Grenfalz and the colonists. The armistice and peace treaty are nothing more than a fragile piece of parchment, and the effectiveness of the contract comes from each other's understanding of the current situation.

The judgment is not an oath rooted in soul and blood!

And Chaihei Town is a sharp knife hanging over our heads! If we don’t destroy it and pull it out, we can’t expect to sleep peacefully!”

After the Son of Holy Scales finished speaking, there was silence in the camp. He glanced at everyone: "Prince Qi Qi will issue an ultimatum to Chaidui Town. Everyone, be prepared. The real war will follow!"



The palm formula changes, the silver light swims, the divine mechanism changes in the Star Gang Dharma Altar, and the physical properties are sensed. Beyond the visual distance of the naked eye, a dense ice cone falls from the clouds in the sky, like hail, wrapped in wind and rain, and a

The infantrymen of the Changxiu tribe were beaten to death, and their heads were bruised and blood flowed, and ice picks penetrated their bodies.

Xuan Weizi looked at the round light of the silver mirror quietly. About two to three hundred people fled the ice cone range in panic, leaving frozen corpses on the ground. And behind them, crossbowmen led by the Cuihuan rangers appeared behind them.

Relentless in pursuit, he fired arrows from his strong bow and crossbow one after another, knocking down the fleeing enemies.

"Ice picks are only so effective."

Xuan Weizi breathed out softly, stood on the altar of three parts and eight scenes, closed his eyes and concentrated on regulating his breath. The smoke from the alchemy furnace around him rose up, as if he was inspired by the spirit, stirring up the acupoints and nourishing Xuan Weizi's vitality and magic power.

Faced with the advance attackers sent by Glan Faz, Xuan Weizi himself sat in Chai Dui Town and strategized in the Xinggang Dharma Altar. His eyes in the sky illuminated the situation for dozens of miles around. Using himself as the information and intelligence center, Glen

The movements of Faizi's army were clearly understood, and then communicated to various scattered personnel through psychic powers.

However, it is impossible to monitor everything within a radius of dozens of miles at the same time. Expanding the inner scene of Yuanshen to accommodate dozens of things at all times requires great mental concentration. Nowadays, it is difficult for Xuan Weizi to maintain it for a long time with the help of the Xingang Dharma Altar.

However, Xuanweizi still thought of an alternative method, which is to imitate radar to detect the target position through electromagnetic wave reflection. The Xinggang Dharma Altar is an excellent foundation for practicing thunder method and sensing physical properties. Xuanweizi only needs to do it every once in a while.

When using the thunder method, whenever a crowd gathers, there will be complex aura and vitality fluctuations.

After all, Glanfaz recruited a large number of tribal soldiers, most of whom were just ordinary people and did not have large-scale anti-detection means.

The current situation is similar to a strategic game. Xuan Weizi has basically cleared away the fog covering the area and can clearly distinguish the positions of the enemy and ourselves. Even though the lightning induction in such a large range is quite blurry, it does not prevent Xuan Weizi from using the Qi Watching Technique in addition.

Determine the approximate size of the enemy.

Not to mention that by determining the location within the scope of the Xingang Dharma Altar, Xuan Weizi can use psychic powers to detect enemies through remote viewing.

Of course, if the enemy possesses anti-detection magic items and uses invisibility spells, Xuan Wei Zi may not be able to clearly identify them. Therefore, around Chai Dui Town, thousands of guardian fairies hide themselves to maintain vigilance and reconnaissance.

, forming a huge perception network to strictly guard against all attempts to sneak into Chaidui Town.

In the face of groups of enemies with large numbers, Xuan Weizi sees them as just a bunch of walking meatballs, letting him slaughter them. Either use the clustered crystal flying swords activated by psychic powers, or control the weather with thunder.

Lower the ice cone and frost blade, or simply have Tsunemasuko lead a group of Tendin warriors to suddenly appear and kill the enemy.

However, such tactics are never used in isolation, but must be coordinated with the operations of various forces outside. In addition to being the information and intelligence center, Xuan Weizi is also responsible for providing fire support to frontline combatants.

Just as Xuan Weizi activated his thunder method again, the silent induction spread outwards, and suddenly he felt an impact and surging from behind, and a large dazzling thunder exploded in the sky south of Chaidui Town.


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