Eastern mythology system

Chapter 190 Killer
The two new "bandits" are lucky, because the enemy needs to guard against attacks from three directions, so they have to divide the troops into three parts, so each of their "bandits" only needs to face three enemies. One-third of the mission's army.

But these two "thieves" are also unfortunate.Because they came a little late, they didn't see the embarrassment and misery of the companions who were in charge of intercepting the "big master" when they faced the enemy.Moreover, because they were eager to disrupt the enemy's formation and disrupt the enemy's position, they immediately launched an attack as soon as they arrived and assembled.

And it was a fierce and indomitable dash forward.

The boss suddenly sensed something was wrong and wanted to sound a reminder, but it was too late.

As if the scene was replayed, what happened to the head of the family just now was re-interpreted on the "friendly troops" on the left and right wings.

The new "thieves" charged very fiercely, and the few small formations directly opposite who were bearing the brunt couldn't resist at all, and retreated repeatedly after being hit.

The leaders on both sides were overjoyed when they saw this, and couldn't help but contempt for the big boss who called for help.

I thought how strong the enemy was, but that was all. Under the impact of my brothers, I immediately collapsed.Although you are confronting the entire enemy army head-on, you won't be overwhelmed as soon as you engage in battle, so keep urging us to come over.You must know that you have more than 500 people anyway, which is almost double the number of your opponents.

But soon, the leaders lost their mind to continue to despise the head of Mai Tai.Because the enemy's front line, which seemed to be about to collapse, suddenly became a killing ground for harvesting human lives.

What was harvested was the lives of their subordinates!

With the retreat of the central part of the defense line, the front lines on the two wings of the regiment had become crescent-shaped without the "thieves" noticing.

This is a formation like a pocket, and the bottom of the pocket is just a few small formations that have been "beaten".And under their wonderful performances that were fake and real, the two new forces were unknowingly lured into their pockets.

Anyone who sees this formation on the field knows that "thieves" are going to be bad.

The shield soldier holding a heavy shield shouted loudly, and stepped forward neatly, compressing the "thief"'s activity space.The long spear, which had already cooperated countless times, stabbed out quickly from the gap in the shield, then drew it back, and stabbed forward again.

The sound of screams, roars, and wailing resounded throughout the woods, and the frightened birds that had already flown away jumped up again and flew further away.

In such a chaotic scene, coupled with the narrow space, it is difficult for any "thief and bandit" to display their skills.Not to mention attacking or escaping, even just turning around has become extremely difficult.

The big and thick shield shook violently, as if it was bearing the frequent collisions of countless beasts.But the soldiers held the handles tightly with their firm and powerful hands, put their shoulders against the back of the shield, leaned on the shield with their whole bodies, and their feet firmly supported the ground, and their steps never retreated an inch.

Pikemen are well aware that their companions are under heavy pressure, and there is only one way to relieve them, which is to eliminate the enemies that fall into the "pocket" as soon as possible.So the movements of their hands are faster and stronger.

With every stabbing, the long spear drawn back will inevitably bring out bright red blood.And with the attack of the spear, it will definitely cause a shrill scream.But the pikemen turned a blind eye to it and turned a deaf ear, still repeating their actions mechanically.

Stabbing, stabbing, stabbing.

When the screams gradually died down until there was almost no sound at all, the shield soldier felt the impact from his hands disappear.They had no time to care about each other, and they had no intention of poking their heads out to look around.I just pulled out the shield with the sharp lower end deeply inserted into the soil, and once again stepped forward in a neat step, without haste.

When they returned to the position before this wave of shock, what remained behind them was a pile of corpses piled up in disorder.

Some of these corpses were shot in the chest, some had horrible wounds on their limbs, and some had half of their cheeks and heads cut off.Some people were killed by a single shot, while others died after being wounded several times.

The pikemen stepped over the enemy's corpse, staring at the new enemy in front of them, and didn't take a second look at the corpse on the ground.

They don't care how these enemies died, and they don't care whether their own have stabbed the enemy, and they have no time to distinguish which enemy or enemies they killed.They just stabbed the spears in their hands as fast as they were required during training.

As for the result, they don't have to think about it, and they don't have to worry about it.They believed in Mr. Tang Fengqian, and also believed in the young man who had only been the commander of the army for a few days, but led all the Aberdeen soldiers out of death.

The corpse on the ground just proved once again that there was nothing wrong with their trust, that's all.

This is just the beginning.

The soldiers of the mission, who had begun to look like a strong army, patrolled the "thieves" on the opposite side with sharp eyes like sharp knives, as if a beast was examining its own food.

As soon as the two later leaders came into contact with the terrifying eyes of the enemy, the hairs all over their bodies immediately exploded one by one, and a dense cold sweat broke out from behind.

This army is definitely not something he can contend with!

The two unexpectedly came up with a rather absurd idea from the bottom of their hearts.

But as professionals, who stood out from many powerful companions and were assigned to command a team, neither of them was a weak-hearted person.In just a split second, this unreasonable pessimistic thought was put aside.

It's just that the strength of the enemy has indeed exceeded their previous expectations.Relying solely on superiority in numbers or individual strength may not be enough to win.

It was just the first wave of attacks that allowed them to see the gap between each other clearly and made a certain determination.

The thieves who rushed forward stopped in their tracks, began to retreat, and slowly separated to the two sides.What was exposed was a neat row of thieves squatting on the ground behind them, holding some kind of utensil in their hands.

The soldiers turned a blind eye to the opponent's changes, and just kept advancing slowly but unswervingly at the same pace.

When mountains stand in the way, they trample them down; when rivers pass, they cut them off.

Nothing can stop their advancement, as long as the commander's banner points, they will turn into the sword of the commander's will, and destroy all enemies in front of them.

Although they are just ordinary soldiers, although their training formation has not yet reached the perfect state of harmony.However, the minds armed with the concept of forming a strong army from another world, combined with their personal experience in the past few months, and the bloody experience and lessons gained in exchange for the blood and even lives of themselves and their companions, made this team of only 300 people The team gathered a terrifying momentum.

At least on the spiritual level, they have stepped into the ranks of the mainland's first-class powerful army.

The troops of the mission slowly pressed forward, and the terrible coercion hit the bandits on the opposite side like a substance, making them breathless as if they were drowning.

A bandit finally couldn't stand the invisible pressure, his hands trembled.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sharp sound of piercing through the air, and a cold light flew faster than the sound across the distance between the two armies, submerging into the array of heavy infantry.

Affected by their companions, the half-squatting row of thieves seemed to have heard some kind of signal, and they all activated their weapons in unison.

All of a sudden, streaks of cold light tore through the space, and hit the opposite enemy at a speed that was hard to follow.

The dense and sharp sound is also tearing people's eardrums.

Crossbow arrows!

What the thieves held in their hands was actually a weapon strictly controlled by the army, a crossbow!

The crossbow, also known as the "Nest Bow" or "Crossbow", is a deadly weapon.The reloading time of the crossbow is much longer than that of the bow, but it has a longer range, stronger lethality, higher hit rate, and lower requirements for users. It is a powerful long-distance lethal weapon.Ordinary people can operate proficiently without too much training, and even recruits can quickly become masters of using crossbows.

At one time in Osland's history, the crossbow was considered an improper weapon because it required little skill to operate.

A world-famous king was shot twice by crossbow arrows, and died of his wounds the second time.It was appalling and unacceptable to the nobles that such a great man should die at the hands of an ordinary or inferior soldier.For this reason, the dynasty that unified the mainland at that time banned the manufacture and use of crossbows on the grounds of cruelty.

But war is to fight and destroy the enemy's army with the utmost strength. Who is willing to put such a sharp weapon on the shelf and discard it?After the dynasty fell apart and collapsed, the crossbow arrows returned to the ranks of weapons and equipment of the armies of various contending forces.

It's just that the reasons for banning crossbows at that time were justified, and the unrestricted spread and use did pose a threat to the lives of noble gentlemen.Therefore, in the Glory Empire, the crossbow is listed as a strictly controlled weapon, limited to the use of the army.

Unexpectedly, these "thieves" actually had such a deadly weapon in their hands.

As if echoing it, and as if they didn't want their companions to be superior, the thieves on the other side also used their hidden trump cards.

Waves of complicated magic waves emanated from the thieves, followed by dazzling magic lights of various colors flickering one after another.Fireballs, wind blades, water arrows and other types of attack magic showed their shapes and flew towards the formation of soldiers roaring.

The master is directing his subordinates to resist the enemy's attack with difficulty.

The previous comrades' sacrifices were not in vain, at least let them know the strength of their opponents, so they wouldn't rush forward screaming with a burst of enthusiasm.

In this weird combination of gun and shield combination, it is not bravery to do so, but idiot-an idiot to die.

Of course, there is no solution for the time being.The head of the family has self-knowledge, and with the little material in his stomach, he can't do the things that famous generals do.But don't seek merit but seek no faults, fight steadily, entangle the enemy while minimizing your own casualties, this aspect is much better than the other two friendly forces.

As for how to win, the leader has no idea, as long as this situation is maintained and dragged on.Because he knew that the master must have a backhand.

Although he doesn't understand the whole plan, he understands his master.I will never be the only pawn, and it is impossible for the master to put all hope on himself.

The emergence of crossbow arrows and magic attacks made the master seem to see a turning point.

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