The druids quickly spotted the Scarlet Crown's movements, and after confirming the surrender of the interfering allies, the Scarlet Crown began preparing fortifications in place in their area of control.

"These guys...... Worthy of the Great Guild, knowing that it was impossible to stop our reinforcements, they simply began to prepare the defensive line, and it seemed that if we were to attack, we might have to suffer enough casualties. Knowing this, Yang was not very happy.

However, Marceau felt that the warbands of human players who were fighting with the steppe elves heard this, and they were a little ecstatic to the kittens.

Meow a cat, it's not the big guys who are in the dark, because for Marceau, he is also a quarter of the earthling's blood (from his grandfather), but these guys are now too obsessed with acting in front of the little girls, which is not a good sign, what if they fight so bloody that there are too many deaths in the end, so that the girls dance for a night are not enough?

Marceau told Yang what he thought, but the girl didn't care about it: "What are you afraid of, there are only a lot of single girls in our Garol and Telshan, just these groups, even if they are all dead, I am afraid that it will not be enough for the sisters in the towns near Ronis, besides, how many of these guys can get into the eyes of the sisters, this is still a problem." ”

Well, it was Marceau herself who forgot that the girls of Telshan and Garol had always been 'unsalable', and every year a large number of unmarried girls of school age had to choose a foreign male husband because they lost the battle with their sisters for the boys of the same race...... Of course, their vision also retains the rule that they would rather be lacking than rotten, and these girls have a natural ability to distinguish between scumbags, let's just say earthlings, these girls have not encountered any examples of girls encountering scumbags since the beginning of the contact between the Longerxi civilization and the earth civilization...... It's terrifyingly accurate.

"That's right. Marceau, you have to stay with us at night, and the girls with male companions can rightfully reject the big men, but don't embarrass our sisters, and you should know how terrible it is for Anne to be angry, right? ”

Facing Yang's words. The cat cub said that there was nothing wrong - if Anne was really angry, then let's not talk about others, the guy who angered her must be dead and buried, but it was obviously not appropriate to do this at the ball, in order to prevent such a thing from being in the top 10 of the moon list, Marceau nodded, and accepted Yang's invitation: "No problem, I will try not to make others angry with you and Anne." ”

"That's right. Anne was still holding her two-handed sword, and this girl somehow suddenly liked this big guy like a door panel today. But...... Forget it, let's give the enemy in front of Anne a headache, in the face of this kind of steppe elf girl who can still walk like a fly with a giant weapon of hundreds of pounds, I am afraid that even people will feel a lot of pressure.

With this in mind, Marceau followed the girls for a long distance, and at last stopped behind the bushes, from where there was an open field, and then a small town three hundred yards away. With Marceau's perception, he could hear the sirens from the watchtowers on the edge of the town, and it looked like they had spotted the enemy. Immediately, a large number of enemies ran out of the town and jumped into the trenches, and Marceau was sure that if he rushed forward so headlessly, he was afraid that he would immediately be attacked by the Scarlet Crown Hunters and Rangers.

"What are we going to do?" Marceau asked, although the human warbands on the side were already a little eager to try, but it was still too far away. The three hundred yards of open area was completely unobstructed, and because of the light armament, none of the warbands in this batch were equipped with tower shields—and without tower shields to charge, no commander with a brain could tolerate the huge losses that followed.

Just as the kittens were thinking about this, they saw the big cats with axes to chop up the upright forest near the bushes. The kittens then saw the big cat-men collect the upright logs and give them to the druids, who used WoodShape to shape the logs into large, thick curved planks, which the steppe elves nailed handles to their insides, and a large tower of protoshield was created.

Marceau confirmed, and found that these guys who were at least ten centimeters thick had absolutely no problem dealing with those ordinary projectiles - if you really want to use an enchanted bullet, the cat cub felt that it was a problem to have how many such bullets the Scarlet Crown could have, so before the liberation of the level fifty realm, the enchanted armor-piercing bullets had always been a rare item with one less than one, and only the dungeons of the series of copies returning to the Gray Age could give you a chance to use them.

Marceau doesn't think that the guys of the Scarlet Crown will have large-scale enchanted armor-piercing bullets, this kind of thing is not a question of a few for players now, but a question of whether there are or not.

The big catmen quickly prepared two hundred shields, and the tall paladins picked up the signs and walked out of the bush area, then several rows of big cats followed them, then the human players, who had cover and could finally follow behind the big cats with confidence, and finally the steppe elves, who were either carrying shotguns with bayonets, or carrying various scrolls and potions.

The kittens followed behind the prairie elves, and the little ones were constantly casting all sorts of support spells on the front row, from protective arrows to protective energy damage. And the human players were not idle, the guys held their shields and began to throw all kinds of flying props, from spears to throwing axes, and the cat cubs even saw a few thieves throw throwing knives.

The gunshots kept rang out, but the advancing team still walked fast, the druid-controlled birds reported the distance between their team and the defense line in the air, and at a distance of fifty yards, the big cat people began to charge, then the human players, then the steppe elves, the big cat people who swarmed up immediately broke through the members of the Scarlet Crown who jumped out of the trench and counterattacked, they jumped over the line of defense and began to march in the second line of defense, the human players jumped into the line of defense and began to infiltrate to the sides, while the steppe elves did not jump into the trench, but ran along the trench while shooting at the members of the Scarlet Crown in the trench, and some of the prairie elves jumped over the trench, following the big cats and rushing to the second trench.

This is a completely unreasonable offensive, the big cat people relied on their strength to raise their shields and rushed directly into the second line of defense, they were facing the legal profession of the Scarlet Crown, although there were sacrifices along the way, but compared to the tactics of dying on the road, this attack can be said to be very successful, the steppe elves gave the big cat people an acceleration technique, and then Marceau watched these big cat people chase the unlucky mages of the Blood Crown. The low-level mages were completely unable to resist this kind of all-powerful play of the big cat man melee with the steppe elf spellcaster, and after a few elites who knew exactly how they should cast spells were cut down, the remaining spellcasters could only do a countdown for each other's lives.

"Really...... It doesn't make any sense at all. ”

Looking at the one-sided battle on the battlefield, Marceau drew his long knife from the halfling at his feet - the halfling felt as if he could bargain for a bargain from the kitten, only to be slashed by the kitten with a single sword, and then stabbed in the chest.

What's that called...... Yes, why do the weak fight? (To be continued......