"Thank you, Qin. ”

Xia Qiya blinked with a smile, this thank you has two meanings, only she and Qin Song know.

The rest of the witches also reacted from their surprise, Xia Qiya was not the same as them before, but they had been instructed to learn martial arts, and they had long regarded her as a good friend, and now they were the same kind of people, and their feelings naturally went further.

"Charkia, congratulations!"

"Congratulations!"

"Haha, now we're the same!"

"The new companion, and the new incarnation of the gods, what a surprise. ”

Xia Qiya completely let go of the knot, and when she saw the enthusiastic smiles of her partners, she only felt unprecedented warmth, and her heart, which had always been lonely, seemed to have a warm place to live.

"Commander!"

Hunn's voice came from outside the tent: "It is almost dawn. ”

"Shakia, forgive us for not being able to give you a welcome ceremony right now. Qin Song smiled and said, "After this battle, I will definitely make up for you." ”

"No problem. Xia Qiya picked up the big sword and looked eager to try: "Say, where will I attack?"

"Hmm. Qin Song thought for a moment and glanced at Liya: "In this way, you and Liya are responsible for the patrol of the defense line together, and you can discuss with Liya what you want to do." ”

Xia Qiya and Liya have the best relationship, and she is also good at close combat, so it is a good idea to place on the front line and rely on each other with Liya.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Anyway, I don't know much about fighting wars or anything. ”

"Okay, now, do you have any questions?"

"Nope!"

The witches shook their heads in unison.

"Okay!" Qin Song nodded, swept over the pair of innocent or immature or mature faces, took a deep breath, put his hand on the Star of Order on his chest, raised his head, and said in a sonorous tone: "For the Black Stone Leader, for the Star Temple, for Krem!"

"For the Blackstone Collar, for the Temple of the Stars, for Krem!"

There was a loud and confident response from the tent.

"Wait for my orders!"

"Understood!"

The pre-battle preparations officially began, according to the plan, Qin Song, Alice, Linda, and Veronica went to the Angry Daybreaker set up on the flank of the defense line to shoot the fortress, and the rest of the people set up an offensive front line under the command of Leah and Ralph and others.

In the endless sea of the port, a bright red spreads along the sea level, like a red line gradually spraying thin, tearing through the dark dividing line.

Behind the arc-shaped rubble ramparts, the Rage Daybreaker was erected, four brackets held firmly to the ground, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed in the predetermined direction of the battlefield through the firing docks.

Alice was nervously putting the finishing touches on the Dawnbreaker, the parts of which were specially lubricated with animal fat and tightly assembled to ensure that there were no problems.

Veronica has two ammo crates at her side, ready to drop ammo and provide plenty of energy. Linda stands in the ammo box loading position and acts as a loader.

Qin Song stood on a higher ground behind the stone barrier, looking at the predetermined battlefield and the preset defensive line, observing any problems that might arise.

Nearly 3 kilometers away from the Templar camp, Greek, according to Qin Song's instructions, ordered the soldiers to pile up sandbags into bunkers, and organize the first line of defense in groups of three, at a distance of four or five meters.

Ralph, on the other hand, led the elite warriors to organize a second line of defense, loaded with bullets, and stood on the sandbag bunker with a solemn expression.

The first rays of the rising sun shone on the ground, shattering the curtain of darkness and revealing its silhouette as the Templar camp of countless tents revealed.

The golden icon, wrapped in layers of heavy linen, towers over the center of the camp.

"Harald, report location. ”

Qin Song picked up the buzzer and looked at the cliff on the other side of the defense line.

"Commander, a total of eight people in our department have completed their positions. ”

"Reload, aim, and listen to my commands. ”

"Yes!"

At the top of the cliff, eight sturdy Hive Spiders pulled out of their positions, and the gunners swung their handles to adjust the direction of their muzzles. After many guerrilla wars and the training of hundreds of artillery shells, Harald and others have basically mastered the shooting skills, and the shooting error has been further reduced.

Eight recoilless shells, eight black holes, aimed at the Templar camp.

Qin Song looked back at the sea, and the scorching sun that jumped out radiated a dazzling light, hanging high in the sky. This is the long-awaited time of day - the blazing sun, located in front of the knight's charge, will stimulate the knight's eyes, and affect the power of the charge from the side.

"Fire!"

Qin Song gave the battle order.

Harald put down the buzzer, raised his arms high at the gunners, and slammed down: "Fire!"

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

......

Explosive gas erupted, and heavy shells flew into the distance.

"Damn it, hurry up. Hurry up, there is hostility, there is hostility. In the Templar camp, a bearded man in knight's armor was shouting with a large sword in his hand.

From the moment the sun rose, they noticed a strange scene on the wasteland, a group of sacks, a figure behind them, forming a long line.

Bang, bang, bang, the sound of the first page rubbing quickly sounded, and the neighing of the war horse came and went.

However, before they were fully organized, there was a sudden terrifying explosion in the camp, and the rising pillars of smoke rose into the sky, and two or three tents were completely overturned, and several knights were swept into the air by the air wave.

Boom！

Boom！

With a continuous roar, the whole camp fell into chaos, and the knights hurriedly dodged like a swarm of bombed swarms, and no matter whose roar and shout, they were quickly suppressed by the sound of artillery fire.

After three rounds of artillery fire in a row, the whole camp was full of flames, and the horses scattered and fled.

"Aim for the thing in the middle, the thing in the middle. Damn it, do you all have eyes on your ass?" Harald on the cliff was scolding, the first of the three rounds of shooting focused on destroying the camp, and the second and third rounds were aimed at bombarding the Golden Idol.

However, there was still a lack of accuracy, and none of them hit.

Amid Harald's angry shouting, the fourth round of shelling began.

BOOM！

BOOM！

It wasn't until the third shot that the target was finally hit. The tall object under the linen cracked and fell to the ground with a bang. Then another hit was made, setting off a rising column of smoke.

Harald watched nervously at the camp, the golden icon seemed to be completely damaged, and there was no sign of standing at all.

"Report to the Commander-in-Chief, Report to the Commander-in-Chief. ”

"Hit the target, hit the target. ”

Qin Song, who was standing in the stone barrier, was also observing the results of the shelling, and the golden icon that fell to the ground was captured by him. However, he did not let up in the slightest.

"Moratorium, pause shelling. ”

Shells are limited, and it is impossible to pour them unscrupulously.

When the shelling stopped, smoke rose from enemy positions. However, after waiting for a while, there was no sign of organizing an attack at all, and the Golden Icon did not react.

The smooth battle made Qin Song a little unconvinced, those Templars shouldn't be so weak that they couldn't even organize an effective attack?

And the Golden Idol, two shells will do it?

Isn't that easy?

Qin Song didn't dare to be careless, and immediately returned his mind to the bald sea eagle hovering in the sky, detecting the enemy's movements from the air. I saw that in the scattered camp, many knights had fled, stepped on their horses, the formation was loose, out of order, and even many people were crying and grabbing the ground.

Templar at this level?

Wait a minute...... Something seems wrong. In the center of the camp, the linen covering the golden icon had already caught fire, and there was a thunderclap in the fierce burning.

However, there is no sign of the existence of the Golden Icon at all.

Qin Song's heart suddenly had an ominous premonition.

......

"Sir Crick, the camp was attacked, the camp was attacked. "In the abandoned town of Daotan, a group of knights with neatly equipped horses and golden runes flashing on their foreheads led their horses out of various buildings and began to assemble in the streets.

"It's not an orc, it's actually a !! of the Blackstone Collar"

Sir Crick hides in a wooden house on the edge of the town, and through the window, he captures the defensive line set up by the Blackstone Collar. Beside him, a sinister smile crossed the corner of the blonde-haired Martels' lips.

"Audacious, these heretics finally couldn't hold back. I thought they would have waited a little longer for the ransom. ”

"Your Excellency the Inquisitor is a brilliant plan!"

Sir Crick was amazed, and when they were called back to the front-line camp to receive the blessing of the golden solution, Inquisitor Koblanco, and Commander Marcellus, urgently convened a meeting.

Kobranko concluded that the enemy would attack in the near future, and developed a strategy to deal with it.

The advantage of the Templars and Holy Spirit Knights is that they charge in groups, and holding their positions is not the best option, and they cannot organize an attack in the event of a night attack by the orcs.

So, Kobranco and Marcellus devised a decoy tactic!

That is, send the lowest-ranking knight servants in the defense line, put on knight armor, and lead pack horses disguised as war horses in horse clothes, and garrison them in the camp. Elite Templars and Holy Spirit Knights, cloaked in linen cloaks and disguised as warhorses, were secretly stationed in the abandoned town of Daotan.

The distance between Daotan Town and the camouflage camp is a smooth road, and the distance is abundant, and when the camp is attacked, you can calmly organize the team, charge, and give full play to your advantages.

As for the golden icons in the camp, they are also bait camouflaged with wooden crates and shelves! The real golden icons take advantage of the town's architectural shelter and are safely anchored in an abandoned barn.

"I see!" Matels' eyes flashed with a fierce light, "Those witchcraft devices are not orc tricks. It's the Black Stone Collar that's messing around. They have been vilely hiding in dark corners and plotting against us. ”

"Sir Crick, give me orders, prepare your whole army and prepare for the attack!" Martels pulled out the glittering golden core from his bosom, and a grim smile appeared on his lips, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and the anger of revenge for his division was burning brightly.