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After listening to Pan Deli's introduction, Xiao Feng could also realize that the half-orc alliance this time was much more rigorous than the coalition army encountered in the gourd canyon in the southern section before.

There are also a large number of people, and according to Pan Deli's investigation, there are all kinds of races, which should be similar to what they had guessed before, they should have found the effect of Qu Kaichen, the prince of the python, as the supreme commander.

In the Half-Orc Alliance, the most important thing is rank and bloodline, and in this gourd canyon, only that Qu Kaichen has such an identity and status, integrating all the scattered half-orcs together.

And the other party's arrangement is obviously designed after careful consideration, and this trap can be said to be designed seamlessly.

If the army of the Cold Weapon Era had encountered such an ambush and had no preparation, it would basically be the end of the annihilation, but unfortunately they were unlucky, they encountered Xiao Feng, who had thousands of years of military experience ahead of them, and the army of Rushing City, which had begun to carry out modern ideological modifications.

After Xiao Feng listened to Pan Deli's introduction, he asked Bloom and Kyle to come over, and the four of them together with Pan Deli had a simple small combat meeting and explained the idea of fighting...

The time has reached the afternoon, and there are still two hours left, and the sun is about to set, but the Riverrun army that has entered the central basin has not even had the intention of pulling out, which makes the orc army lying in ambush in the mountains and forests waiting outside the valley very impetuous.

Qu Kaichen was also anxious, did the other party find something, otherwise why didn't there be any movement?

Could it be that they discovered our ambush and didn't take action? But what if the other side didn't march forward? Could it be that they just kept going here?

He was very anxious in his heart, but it was not easy to show it on the surface, because he knew that as the main general, he could not be in a hurry, and many of the leaders of these orc tribes around him were reckless men who had not received professional military training.

If they saw that they were also in a hurry, they would inevitably become even more emotional, and if these fools would rush directly to the canyon with their men to fight those humans, in that case, all the battle plans he had made before would be scrapped.

So after thinking about it, the best way at the moment is to wait, compare patience with those humans, and see who will not be able to bear it first.

The minotaur Karagul, squatting under a small tree and bored, he and his catapult team have been hiding in this forest for several days, and they have been living better than death these days, I really don't know what those noble lords think.

The temperature difference between morning and evening in this canyon is particularly large, during the day, because of the transpiration effect of the big river, the water mist is shrouded, the air is humid and sticky, they Minotaur people love to sweat, such a humid environment makes them very uncomfortable, because they dare not move more in ambush, and they can't sweat on their bodies, several brothers, all because of this, have a strange disease, vomiting and diarrhea, and now lying on the ground can't get up.

At night, it was very cold, and the quilt was damp and uncomfortable, coupled with the restrictions of the mountainous terrain, and I couldn't set up a tent, so I could only sleep in the wild, and the stones on the ground made everyone sleep badly.

What's even more terrifying is that all kinds of nasty mosquitoes are constantly flying around and sucking blood, which makes everyone already have a nervous breakdown.

He looked at the position of the python archers not far from their catapult team with some envy, he really envied these cold-blooded guys, because they were cold-blooded animals, and the temperature change didn't seem to have much effect on them, and the most enviable thing was that those damn mosquitoes didn't dare to harass them at all.

As soon as they fly close to these python people, as soon as these guys spit out snake letters, those mosquitoes will become snacks in their mouths.

"Let's get dinner, go get it!"

The leader of the catapult team, Karagushan, came from the distant mountain forest and whispered to the members of the team, Karagul stood up lazily and prepared to walk to the side of the camp tent in the grove.

After walking for less than two steps, a figure suddenly stood up from the side, got off Karagul, and turned his head to see that it was Karagumore, the porter of their catapult team, and the members of this catapult team were all close relatives.

This Karagumore is tall and strong, but he has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and Karagul smells the first smell of his body.

"Made, Karagumor, you damn bitch, don't you know where to go, I don't want to step on your shit. ”

And this Kara Gumore smiled with a cheeky old face: "Don't worry, Brother Gur, I dug my and buried it." ”

"You disgusting fellow, can you please stop talking about such disgusting things at mealtimes. ”

"Hehe, I didn't say it first, you mentioned it first. By the way, Brother Gur, what do you think today's meal will be? It can't be a brown cake again, this shitty thing, I feel spicy when I shit for the past few days. ”

"You bastard, how many times have I said that don't shit when you're eating. ”

Calagul said angrily to his cousin, but this time his cousin did not reply and raised the bar with him, which made him rarely surprised, you must know that Calagul is also a well-known talker, a good man, why didn't he reply this time, he looked up again but just saw a scene that made him dumbfounded.

A short arrow shot from nowhere, just shot through the front of Cara's throat, drilled out of the back of his neck, at this time, he was holding his neck with one hand, blood was constantly gushing out of his mouth, where could he speak?

"The enemy ... ”

Before he could utter the second word, Karagul felt a sharp pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a cold and glittering arrow emerging from his chest.

He felt his body quickly become cold, and he staggered forward, trying to find rescue, but the last picture that came into view was indeed the location of the gang's barracks tent, a scene of people turning over on their backs.

Everywhere were drunken orcs, and from the dense forests around them, and overhead, there was a constant rain of arrows, each of which would hit a half-orc.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack... ”

Finally, unaware of the life-damn orc, Karagul finally let out a sigh of relief, and then fell to the ground hard.

But even if they had been warned, the orcs who had been concentrating their attention on the march across the river would not have imagined that they would be beaten up for a counter-raid.

Those cunning humans actually gave them a flank blow and killed them from their right hand.

These humans are very cunning, they use the terrain and trees as cover, and as they leap forward, they constantly fire cold arrows towards the orc position.

Because the position design of the orcs is facing the road on the other side of the river, and there is not much protection in the direction of the right flank, so they were caught off guard by those humans this time.

Moreover, the dense mountain forest vegetation here has also become a disadvantage that hinders the orcs from playing.

In the mountains, the slope is not large, but the vegetation is dense, it is difficult for the orcs to spread out the formation like flat combat, and the dense forests and bushes also limit the play of the orcs in combat.

Their speed, and strength, under the fetters of such dense vegetation, could hardly exert half of the flat ground, and those human soldiers were very cunning.

They were small in stature, but they became an advantage in the forest, they were faster and more agile, and after shooting an arrow, they often ran and jumped back, hiding behind another tree, so that it was difficult for the orcs to grasp the right head and shoot at them.

What's even more terrifying is that there are blows from the top of the head, and from time to time the poisonous bee shooters on the road from the dense branches will shoot poisonous arrows, these poisonous arrows, if they are in the middle and upper range, they will die, and more importantly, the orcs can't figure it out, shouldn't these poisonous bee people be with them?

How could they shoot arrows at themselves?

The sneak attack of these damn guys can be said to be unguardable, and it is even more difficult to fight back against them, these poisonous bee people, short in stature, but also good at flying, extremely fast, in this dense forest, it is simply their natural home field.

From time to time, they haunted the canopies of various trees, and the poisoned arrows they shot from sneak attacks were even more unguardable, and in less than ten minutes, hundreds of half-orcs had already fallen under their poisonous arrows.

If it was just a human sneak attack on the ground, the orcs could still resist, after all, they had the advantage in numbers, but once there was a threat from above the head like the poisonous bee people, they couldn't resist it.

The Minotaur and Pig-headed Catapult warbands are the main force for ambushing humans, and the python longbowmen are also one of the main forces, but they are more adept at long-range strikes.

This dense forest environment is very unfavorable for the python longbowmen, who bend their bows and shoot arrows with one arrow, and the human mountain infantry and poisonous bee shooters have already shot three arrows.

Under such a contrast in the density of firepower, soon these orcs who were ambushed in the dense forest began to riot, and then the formation was chaotic, and some people even began to retreat backwards.

The terrain of these terrains is too restrictive for them, and many advantages cannot be brought into play at all, plus these soldiers are not elite troops in the first place, but just temporary conscripted militia.

Before bringing weapons here, many people were even cultivating the land in their hometowns, and their tactical literacy itself was not high, let alone military discipline.

After a series of heavy casualties, the trend of unrest gradually expanded, and even evolved into a trend of collapse, although several low-ranking officers were already shouting and forming formations, but when these officers were knocked down by the poisonous bee shooters, the trend of dispersion was unstoppable...