Durin's Diary

Chapter 651 Trap
There is no entertainment in the fortress. The greenskins outside the city are destined to suffer from the cold today. Durin does not want to go out of the city and set fire again - if the greenskins are forced to attack the city overnight, even if he can hold it, the defenders in the fortress will not be able to withstand it.

So all Durin could do was take his little female dragon to patrol the city walls.

Starting from the small tower where he was, Du Lin walked along the city wall in a clockwise direction. There was wind and snow tonight, but because they had just been ambushed in the morning, the sentinels and patrols did not slack off and hide by the fire.

Seeing Du Lin, the soldiers saluted hurriedly. Du Lin motioned them to continue and then walked into the room under the first crossbow platform.

Just as Du Lin thought, a reporter was sitting at the table writing a letter home, while a soldier was sitting opposite him, expressing his longing for his family.

When Du Lin came in, he lifted the thick curtain, which triggered the bell under the curtain. This was an alarm to alert the people in the room.

The reporter wrote furiously, muttering without looking up, "I know you're in a hurry, but what's going on? Get out of here quickly. I'll call you when I'm done. Otherwise, it'll be troublesome if the patrol lieutenant sees you."

The soldier who was sitting turned around and saw that it was Du Lin. He immediately stood up in confusion and said, "Sir."

"Nothing, I just came to take a look." Du Lin smiled and gestured for the young soldier to sit down. Then he grinned at the young reporter who had also stood up and looked a little embarrassed: "Mr. Colin Jensen."

"How rude, sir! I thought you were a soldier..." "Don't worry. Today is not a good day to slack off. For everyone's safety, please continue writing." Du Lin said as he took out a large cardboard box. "These are cigarettes. If the soldiers want to smoke, it's my treat."

Then he took out a silver cigarette case: "This is yours."

"You are so generous, sir." The young reporter was a little overjoyed.

"You helped the soldiers. I see this kindness and will keep it in my heart. Do your job well." Du Lin gave the order with a smile, then left with Lina as the two men saw him off.

Along the way, Du Lin distributed tobacco from time to time. After walking around the fortress, a lot of tobacco in Du Lin's personal space had been thrown out.

The soldiers on patrol also heard that there were cigarettes in the tower, so they each took a cigarette when they passed by, and they were very satisfied.

As they started smoking, Du Lin could also follow the effect of the lit tobacco to confirm the individual conditions of these soldiers who were smoking - not to supervise them from being lazy, but in case there really were greenskins approaching, even if the soldiers were killed before they could call the police, Du Lin would be able to sense the disappearance of the individuals who had smoked. If there were only one or two, it could be considered an individual reason, but if there were many disappearances, it must be the greenskins who had approached the city wall.

As for why we think so, it’s because the greenskins will not show mercy when killing humans.

"Is it really that reliable?" Lina still had some doubts.

Durin came to the window and pointed to the tower in front: "In five seconds, the patrol will appear in the range illuminated by the torches." As for why there are places that the torches cannot reach, it is because the wizard has set traps for the green-skinned orcs in that area.

Humans are not heavy enough, so the alarm will not sound if they step on them, but green-skinned orcs are generally 30% to 70% heavier than humans, and the infrared vision patterns of both sides are completely different, so if a green-skinned orc really wants to come up through these positions, he will only turn himself into a target in a trap.

The elite hunters had already laid an ambush. As long as the green-skinned orcs dared to launch a sneak attack, several guns would shoot at him from different angles.

On the southern defense line, many powerful greenskins were killed in this way - in a word, it doesn't take much to bully the greenskin orcs with your brain.

Sure enough, Lina looked at that area, and five seconds later, the patrol team entered the range illuminated by the torches.

The three people at the end of the team have ropes tied around their waists, obviously to avoid sneak attacks. When the last one is attacked, the people in front have time to react - the feeling of dragging will not lie.

"Why artificially create the danger of a surprise attack?" Lina still didn't understand. "Because there are branches of greenskins who specialize in sneak attacks and assassinations. They know how to turn invisible, and torches can't stop them. It's better to lure them through a specific location. After all, places with light are more dangerous, right?" Dulin explained, and even drew a special picture of the greenskins' appearance. They looked more shriveled and thin than the average greenskin. Of course, this was just appearance; they were actually much heavier than the average human soldier.

They use one-handed weapons such as machetes and daggers, and are very good at assassination and operations in the dark - leaving dark areas for them is to attract them, with a kind of SIR, THIS WAY beauty.

"Ah, is there really a green-skinned orc assassin who would be so obedient?"

"It's not that they're obedient, but we set a trap for them to fall into." As he said this, Du Lin was suddenly stunned, then stretched out his hand and patted Lina with a spell: "Look, there's something coming up from that position before."

Then, as he and Lina watched, they saw a red shadow climbing over the wall.

He stepped onto the city wall and ran quickly to the other side, as if he wanted to climb over the wall and get in.

"Why hasn't the alarm sounded yet?" Lina was surprised, but she couldn't understand the quiet atmosphere on the city wall.

"There are still people outside the wall, so the mage did not activate the magic circle." Du Lin was saying this when he saw the red figure looking around at the edge of the other side, then he returned to the outside and reached out to pat the wall.

Then several red figures came in.

"Okay, there's no one outside." Du Lin said confidently.

Because the next second, a flare will rise.

The trap was activated, and the strong light from the flash trap instantly blinded the green-skinned assassins who had no time to protect their eyes, while the splashing slime trap completely distorted the assassins' movements.

The next second, gunshots rang out.

After the assassins fell to the ground, the patrols on both sides slowly entered the scene. They fired two more shots at the heads of the motionless green-skinned assassins, and then walked over to start cleaning up the bodies.

"This is all based on experience. These assassins died here, and the green-skinned orcs outside the city don't know about it. They will just think that humans have discovered their tracks." After Du Lin finished speaking, he watched as the soldiers took axes to chop off the assassins' heads, and then threw the headless bodies off the city wall. In the middle of winter, there was no need to worry about epidemics, and by the beginning of next spring, the druid spells would be able to quickly deal with the large number of accumulated corpses.

In a word, the other world has its own way.

Lina was silent for a long time, as if she still couldn't understand why the green-skinned orcs would be so stupid as to kill themselves.

But she didn't know that this method was only possible after Durin created a new gun that could quickly kill the green-skinned assassins.

In the past, such an assassin would require the concerted efforts of several powerful warriors above the half-step legendary level to besiege and kill him. But now, it only takes a few traps and more than a dozen low-level and mid-level hunters and mages to easily surround and kill him.

Times have changed. The green-skinned orc assassin masters that were once feared are now nothing more than beasts trapped in a trap and targets in the eyes of hunters.

If you don't want to fall to this point, you must make progress. There is no other way.

(End of this chapter)