Chapter 1: The Last Guard (4)
"What the hell is going on?" It wasn't until the head of an exile near him was miraculously stabbed in the head by three arrows at the same time, that the commander, who was still daydreaming, woke up like a dream, roared "enemy attack", and then quickly put the unlucky corpse on his body to dodge the rain of arrows.
After a few minutes, Qi Tianci signaled that the round of attacks was over. In fact, these archers were not very accurate, and they lasted for a very short time. If there was a commander with excellent command skills on the other side, he would definitely decide to attack them in the rain of arrows. But the commander on the other side only let out a scream that even they felt was deafening, and then fell silent. In the next ten minutes, there were only a few screams from the exiles who had been shot with bows and arrows from time to time.
It wasn't until the rain of arrows was over that the exile's commander pushed away the corpse that had been shielding him from the arrows and stood up in a rage. Inadvertently, he looked towards the corpse, and found that there were three sharp arrows stuck in its back, which had penetrated deep into its body.
After looking around the depression, the commander noticed that most of the exiles were still hiding in search of a hideout, and in a fit of rage, he kicked a panicked exile next to him to wake him up. "Run a fart!" the commander said angrily: "Hurry up and count the casualties, and prepare to counterattack immediately!"
The exile who had been kicked replied with some trepidation, "But, they found us, and I think we have to run quickly." ”
"!" the commander gave him another kick and shouted, "Look at the scale of this time, it's obvious that there are far fewer people over there than ours! Don't think that I can't kill you if you're not on my side." As he spoke, the commander picked up a knife from the ground and aimed it at the neck of the exile who was about to escape, and yelled at the headless exiles around him: "Hurry up and launch an attack on Lao Tzu!
Before the hapless exile soldier could react, the commander swung his machete and severed his neck. The exile, who had lost his head, took a few steps forward with inertia before collapsing to the ground. It made the other exiles tremble. However, under the commander's angry slash, the panicked exiles formed a sparse formation and moved towards the periphery of the depression.
However, even with the commander supervising the battle behind, it took a full five minutes for the sparse team of more than 100 people to reach the outskirts of the depression. When they arrived at their destination out of breath, they found that a human team of about 100 people had already lined up in a neat formation and was waiting for their arrival.
"Whew... This, this is also spectacular. The commander looked at this small but murderous human team with some surprise, and his heart inexplicably retreated. The closest thing they could see was the shoulder-high shield of the forty or so men, a weapon that was only available to the heavy infantry and orcs of some powerful countries, and it was almost impossible for exiles to come across it. And next to this group stood a man who was not very tall and strong, and a long stick was stuck in the ground near him. It is not clear how many people there are after that, but judging by the previous attacks, the commander, who has some combat experience, is still convinced of the previous judgment, and this team is about a hundred people.
"Cut, bluff. Although the commander was a little frightened by the hundred people on the other side, he was somewhat comforted after looking at the exiles around him. After the hundred or so exiles had finally formed a straight line that could still be seen, the commander stepped forward and shouted at the soldiers on the other side, "Who are you, who dare to come to the Vault Dweller and attack the exiles?"
"Magellan's Kingdom Guard, if I were you, I wouldn't be being beaten by someone else and looking for time to talk nonsense. Qi Tianci pointed his right hand at the sky with some annoyance, and then more than a dozen bows and arrows fell from the sky, catching the commander who was still planning to continue to fight the mouth cannon by surprise, and the exiles behind him were even more unresponsive. In just an instant, another unlucky man became a ghost under the bow and arrow.
The commander looked a little embarrassed, he didn't expect that the other party didn't follow the routine to confront him, but attacked again and again. As everyone knows, he had no idea that in the perennial war, Magellan's soldiers had long been imprinted on the hearts of every soldier with the idea of preemptive victory. Just as the commander was about to accuse Qi Tianci of the surprise attack, dozens of spears that were obviously much more powerful than bows and arrows flew out from the rear of the team, taking the lives of more than thirty exiles.
"Kill!" the commander, who had escaped twice in a row, did not intend to continue the nonsense, but rushed towards the enemy positions who claimed to be Magellan's Guard. The exiles behind him could barely catch up with him when they saw that their commander had already charged. But even so, everyone's thoughts are different, and more people plan to die while the war is raging and then escape when they have the opportunity, so it can be said that not many people fight with the idea of fighting to the death with each other.
Qi Tianci looked at the exile commander who rushed to the front with contempt, and said lightly: "Formation", then picked up the nearby stick and threw it at the exile commander. A few seconds later, the commander was flying backwards several times faster than before, and unlike before, he had Qi Tianci's long stick stuck in his stomach at this time.
Then Qi Tianci flashed to the side of the commander's corpse that had been planted on the ground at an extremely fast speed, and without looking at the exiles around him who were stunned by his blow, he took out the long stick in his hand from the corpse and jumped backwards to jump behind the guards. "At the beginning of the actual combat exercise, we do not seek to kill the number of enemies, but only to be foolproof. ”
"Yes!" The nearly 100 Guards soldiers erupted in an earth-shattering roar, and the forty heavy infantry scattered to protect the other Guards soldiers in the middle, forming a turtle formation that seemed to be surrounded by armor.
The exiles didn't think that their commander would be killed by the mysterious man on the other side with a single blow before they had time to do anything. All previous plans were wiped out in an instant with the death of the commander. At this time, the exiles with all the evil intentions could only continue to rush towards the turtle formation, because no one knew if they would stab themselves in the back if they escaped, the other exiles from the other camp would stick a knife in their back.