In the process of approaching the Gravel Valley, Xing Xiaotian constantly sent scouts to investigate, always paying attention to the enemy's movements, just afraid that they would run away.

Everyone was running wildly at first, then trotting, then walking slowly, and finally bent over and tiptoeed, moving forward little by little, in the process, Xing Xiaotian did not forget to beckon Alpha over and asked in a low voice: "Do you have a way to climb to the gravel valley with people, let's give them a up and down attack." ”

Alpha seemed happy to carry out the order, and with a wave of his hand, he led his people into the darkness beside him.

Xing Xiaotian didn't know how long it would take for Alpha to climb the mountain, so he could only wait patiently, Xing Xiaotian borrowed a high-powered telescope to get a full view of the situation in front of him.

About two kilometers in front of him was a wall of rubble and horses, and here you could see sentry with longbows and crossbows walking back and forth, these thieves were still elite, and they did not let their guard down.

After carefully observing the enemy situation for a while, Xing Xiaotian called Deraso, the captain of the right side of the personal guard, to his side and asked in a low voice: "See if you see those sentry posts in front, after hearing my order for a while, you can touch them and kill them, try not to alarm others." ”

"Understood!"

Now that everything was ready, he was waiting for the alpha to give him a signal, and after more than half an hour, a dangling torch lit up on the rock wall at the top of the gravel valley.

Seeing this scene, Xing Xiaotian didn't say a word, and directly ordered coldly: "Drasho, go on!" ”

Drasso, who received the order, did not say a word, and rushed forward directly to take the lead. The agile figure walked and stopped in the dark, carefully dodging the gravel beneath his feet. Just before the sudden attack, there was a sudden "click" in the silent darkness. It was the sound of the trap closing, accompanied by a howl of pain that pierced the night sky.

Knowing that his feelings had been exposed, Drasso decisively shouted: "Shoot!" ”

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

A rain of arrows pierced the night sky and slammed into the sentinels with ferocity, but the purpose of setting up the sentinels had been achieved, and the sentinels had screamed enough to attract the attention of others before they died.

Since the sneak attack can't be successful, it will be hard, and as Xing Xiaotian's erected palm is drawn forward, the kobold warriors in heavy armor will run forward with "sonorous chirp~sonorous chirp~sonorous chirp~", ten people are in a row, neatly and neatly. Even the footsteps on the ground are exactly the same.

"Roar~~~~"

Before they could get closer, the orc warriors let out a tsunami-like roar.

And these human thieves were not given in vain, they placed a large number of traps outside the camp, and fortunately, Xing Xiaotian equipped the kobold warriors with iron boots at any cost, otherwise I don't know how many people's leg bones would be broken, so to speak, these clips did not play any role except for delaying the advance time a little.

As soon as they rushed into the entrance to the canyon, the kobold warriors who rushed to the front felt empty under their feet. In an instant, he fell into a large pit more than three meters deep, covered with sharp wooden stakes, followed by a rain of arrows, which shot viciously at the second row of kobold warriors.

The enemy's long arrows hit the plate armor with a "clanging" sound. However, this is only the effect of their long arrows, their arrows cannot penetrate the plate armor at all, and it is difficult to shoot even a dent. Under the incredulous gaze of these thieves, the kobold warriors who fell into the pit first all crawled out of the pit with the help of their companions.

Whether it's a trap or not. It's a pit, or an arrow. None of them can help the heavily armored kobolds, this is the difference between equipped and unequipped.

The kobolds roared into the canyon with great morale, but before they could meet each other, a dense rain of arrows fell above the mouth of the valley, and the target was the thieves who had been intimidated.

George. Miller was an old bandit for many years, and hundreds of people had died at his hands, except for his three leaders, he did not think that anything was cut by his own long knife, although he was shocked by the excellent armor of these kobolds, but when the other party pounced, he still met it without fear.

The long knife in his hand turned into a cold light, and slashed viciously on the head of a kobold, and the familiar smoothness of a knife did not come from his hand, some only slid to the side, and the shadow of the stick that was picked up.

A small stick with a few iron balls?

Cut~~ What's this? What's this?

Whizzing stabbing balls in George. Miller's eyes full of disdain slammed heavily on his chest, the original contempt instantly turned into consternation, and the broken sternum pierced into his lungs under the squeezing of the stabbing ball, and before the kobold's thorn ball could be retracted, George. Miller spewed out a mist of blood with fragments of internal organs.

Such scenes are repeated throughout the battlefield, the kobolds' armor is as strong as people can imagine, and the weapons in their hands that have never been seen before are even more lethal, as long as they are touched, they will either die or be injured, there is no reason to be spared, two thieves once relied on their swords and armor, and wanted to fight hard with these kobolds, but they were smashed back with a chain of shackles, and then they never got up again.

This is not a battlefield at all, it is simply a massacre, no matter how exquisite your swordsmanship is, no matter how high your fighting skills are, it is useless, you can't break the defense, what can you do? On the other hand, if someone hits you, you'll have to get down, not to mention the rain of arrows that keep pouring down your head.

What kind of tribe is this, and how can it be so fierce?

The Orc Court's Guards are nothing more than that, right?

The monitor lizard thieves who have lost their courage have no other way but to fight and retreat, but there is only a cold rock wall behind them, and it is a dead end whether they advance or retreat!

Without actual combat, the kobold people can't appreciate the benefits of the battle formation at all, regardless of the combat effectiveness or anything for the time being, just the uniform pace and shouting are enough to raise their morale to an amazing level, and the neat battle formation also has an advantage, that is, it can provide the most comfortable shooting conditions for their companions, and they no longer have to worry about accidental injury.

With the continuous squeezing of the kobolds, the monitor lizard thieves who had shrunk into a ball also begged for mercy, but in Xing Xiaotian's opinion, this was simply the enemy's delaying tactic, because the two leaders of the enemy did not show up from beginning to end, Xing Xiaotian would not do the stupid thing of letting the tiger return to the mountain, and directly ordered the kobolds to run over it.

Seeing that begging for mercy failed, these monitor lizard thieves finally launched a counterattack before death, but unfortunately, the gap between equipment and strength cannot be made up by relying on a single blood, and what they embarked on was destined to be a road of death.

Seeing that the number of enemies was getting smaller and smaller, Xing Xiaotian gradually noticed that something was wrong, it stands to reason that the battle was fought to this extent, no matter how the two leaders of the other party should have appeared, but what he saw in his eyes was that they were not there at all.

"Stop-"

With Xing Xiaotian's order, the advancing kobold army suddenly stopped like the most punctual opportunity, and this kind of shock was even greater for the monitor lizard thieves than to pounce on them.

Under the terrified gaze of the remaining monitor lizard thieves, these terrifying kobold warriors consciously split their paths, thus releasing a human in strange costumes.

"The two men riding the monitor lizard?"

The thieves were silent, but Xing Xiaotian was so neat and staggering that he raised his hand and blew up the head of a thief with a single shot, and then continued to ask the next thief in an unchanged tone: "I ask you, where are the two other people riding monitor lizards?" ”

Without waiting for Xing Xiaotian's pistol to be raised again, the thief, who saw the opportunity quickly, hurriedly spoke: "You are talking about our big leader and the third leader, they have already returned to the Kordo Wasteland to recuperate. ”

"When did you leave?"

"Just this afternoon, our big leader suddenly recovered from a gunshot wound, and in the absence of a way, the three leaders decided to take him back to the Kordo Wasteland for healing, that's all I know, it's not our intention to attack you, we're just following orders, I beg you to let us go!"

In the face of the other party's bitter pleading, Xing Xiaotian strolled away without looking back, and the kobold warriors of the Black Rock tribe shouted in unison after looking at each other, and then ran over again, completely drowning the remaining monitor lizard thieves...... (To be continued!)

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