A good commander should first have a keen sense of smell.

There is no doubt that the Lonely White Wild is a commander with such qualities. As the minutes ticked by, he quietly took out his pocket watch, the dial gilded with a glimmer - a quarter of an hour had passed.

Little by little, the alarm in his heart was rising.

The information coming from the integrated communication channel made him realize that his opponent was not acting according to his ideas:

"This is a group, and no trace of each other has been found."

"They didn't follow us either."

"There is no trace of the enemy on our side either."

"They seem to have disengaged with us?"

The Blood Oath was not so easy to let them go, and the Lonely White Wild put away his pocket watch, smelling a hint of danger.

The other party went to great lengths just to let them go? Obviously, this logic is not self-consistent. He might be able to comfort himself, but—

"Luck doesn't lead to good results."

He shook his head, throwing the man's words out of his mind.

How to analyze the current situation in the face of adversity, he only learned one trick from the other party, exhaustively.

Listing all the most likely reasons one by one, and then eliminating them in turn, may seem complicated, but in fact, the most efficient and logical ones are always only one or two.

Because excellent commanders often have a close way of thinking, coupled with the constraints of conditions, the so-called ever-changing on the battlefield is actually nothing more than the same thing.

The only thing he fears is that the conditions are uncertain, the opponent is uncertain.

But now the opponent and time, space and distance are certain, and if he is followed, they should have appeared.

Unless—

Gu Bai Ye sorted out all the conditions, his face changed slightly, he drew a line on the map, and raised his eyebrows: "Second and third groups, be careful behind you!" ”

"What?"

A confused voice came from the communicator, but it immediately turned into a cry of panic:

"There's someone in the back!"

"It's the Blood Oath, how did they get behind us!?"

"They found us."

"Evacuate," Gubai's ambition sank irrepressibly, "Evacuate north, don't look back." ”

"Commander, there are people here! We are surrounded! ”

The voice on the communicator's side was replaced by a jumble of noise, followed by a beep that lost contact.

There was some silence in the channel for a while.

"Captain, what should I do?"

People look at each other a little, they are the elite of the rain listeners, but compared to the brigades of the real Grand Guild, they are actually stronger and limited than the ordinary Electors.

On the battlefield of one-sidedness, the weak side is also exposed.

"Don't mess around." The Lonely White Wild replied in a deep voice.

He re-examined his judgment and realized what the problem was.

Maybe the other side has other combat craftsmen, or maybe that combat craftsman is good enough, and there are more than two observation points on the battlefield.

He hadn't thought about it yet, but he also secretly said a cunning voice, the other party deliberately misled him to make a wrong judgment at first, thinking that he had a comprehensive understanding of himself.

The Blood Pact Oath is really prepared this time.

And it is a counterattack under a disadvantage, and misjudgment often has a fatal impact.

However, Gu Bai's ambition does not have much self-blame in his heart, the battlefield is to deceive and be deceived, and there will always be a loser. He wasn't actually a genius, but he was more resilient than ordinary people and knew how to learn from his failures.

It's just that he is not optimistic in his heart.

"It's better to cover each other's evacuation, this time there are no other arrangements, try to break through separately."

He thought to himself that if his opponent wanted to eat them, he would have to come up with several times as many manpower.

If they can get it, then they can at least confirm that the Blood Oath has the entire Dark Lan Brigade here.

If they can't take it out, then they will be embarrassed, and after they leave, they will naturally lead the main force of the rain to return to this place again.

In fact, this is no longer arranging tactics, but rather explaining the last words, and the rest is to resign to fate.

If they're lucky, they'll get away with it, and if they're not lucky, they'll have to meet again in the Resurrection Temple.

It's just that there are not many resurrection points in the Green Dragon Mountain Range, and resurrection in the Resurrection Sanctuary is not necessarily safe.

"Understood."

"Understood, Captain."

The communication channel responded with a brief confirmation, and then went silent.

The Lonely White Wild put away the communication crystal, glanced at the direction in which the Blood Oath might exist in the darkness, and silently left the place.

He knew that he wasn't safe, and that the other party might see him as one of his main targets, but that was fine, he wanted to see who the other party really was.

But it's exactly at this time.

An incredible voice came from the communication channel:

"Captain, there's something strange here......"

Above the air -

Kaka calmly switches the clockwork goblin's perspective.

"Azimuth A23, 18, 11, the target is one, it is preliminarily determined that it should be an archer, y, you can avoid his frontal vision to the right."

"Snail, the target of your pursuit has turned west, there is a dense bush over there, the other party should want to use the terrain to disengage, you had better stop them before then."

"The other side divided into three or four groups and evacuated north. However, they have not chosen the best route, and I have marked the nearest route for you on the map, and you should be able to intercept them all in order. ”

In the communication channel of the dark lan, the rustling voice commanded one after another.

And the last order is given.

The boy lifted his goggles and stood quietly on top of the rock, looking down on the valley with a dark gaze.

The surroundings were so quiet that only the howling wind remained, and everyone didn't say a word, and the Six Shadows looked at their partner with a frown, and there were some doubts in their hearts.

That decadent fellow, and this genius combat craftsman who seems to be looking down on everything.

Which one is the other?

And in the middle of the valley.

Xia Sheng couldn't help but glance back in the direction where that guy was.

She listened to the voice in the channel a little quietly, and suddenly felt that the other party was not so annoying, maybe after her ability and level exceeded a certain level, she couldn't be jealous anymore.

There was only a faint envy, but it was not Kaka who was envious, but the six shadows. She thought that being a teammate of someone like him should be just as good in itself, right?

There was silence in the channel, no one had ever experienced such a battle.

It felt like an old strategy game with an open-map command, like a god coming over, with your enemies in control of their every move.

The strength of the two sides is not much different, but at this moment, the victory and defeat are divided.

No one spoke—

It was because for the first time that people felt such a power, and the battle craftsman was really as powerful as the rumors described in a battle.

The so-called core on the battlefield is not an exaggeration.

The 'prey' was behind the lime forest not far away.

Xia Sheng looked at the quiet woods—in the field of vision, there was only darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, as if there was nothing.

The opponent was excellent, and if it weren't for this unfair fight, she felt that she could have rated her opponent even higher.

But at the moment, she just needs to wait quietly for the other party to clumsily throw herself into the net.

Moments later, the target's trail appeared in view.

There are two young men, a man and a woman, the young man is an iron guard, and the girl is a ranger with a longbow on her back.

The two of them looked very vigilant, but the vigilance was more or less meaningless at this moment, Xia Sheng and the others held their breath and stared, and they didn't even show their heads.

They just need to wait for one instruction.

"Left front, Iron Guard, twelve meters."

And when Kaka reports a set of data.

Xia Sheng felt the plain painting beside him stand up, the other party was a marksman, a third-order profession of a pure archer.

Although, in general, more people will choose the path that is biased towards the Ranger. But there is no doubt that Xia Sheng knows that Plain Paint is a genius, and he has an unusual preference for shooting.

According to the other party, he could hear the path of the feathered arrow flying through the air.

Plain Paint is satisfied with Kaka's goal instructions.

From the choice of this target, he understood that the opponent's actual combat experience may be more abundant than they imagined.

Because the average person may choose the Ranger as the first target, but the Ranger as a sensitive class is likely to have a talent similar to the Intuitive Dodge.

The Iron Guard is bulky and slow to react, and after losing the protection of the Iron Guard, the remaining rangers move far less fast than the Nightingale, and it is actually difficult to protect themselves in a single battle.

For a sharpshooter with a weaker ability to move, the priority of targets is a very important topic.

He leaned sideways behind a hornbeam, let the dense leaves cover his expression, held his breath, and raised his bow, but instead of firing first, he raised two fingers first.

The first arrow pierces the armor, and the second arrow will mark the opponent's position with a refracting arrow. The operation of the brigade has always been a whole, and here everyone is an elite, and there is rarely any individual heroism.

Of course, if he could, Plain Paint would shoot a third arrow, but he didn't think it was a good chance, he knew very well what the Rainhearers were like.

Everyone nodded, and typed a '1' in the squad channel to indicate that they were seated.

He slowly opened his bow and aimed it at the guard's neck.

The bowstring is given a silent spell by the Fairy Silk, and the auxiliary pulley set and winch are also the quietest type, but there is still a subtle sound when the bow is drawn.

This slight murmur appears as a little red light in the eyes of the ranger who listens to the rain.

She turned her head in that direction.

There must be background noises in the forest, such as the small sounds of small animals passing through the bushes, the sound of the wind, the chirping of insects and the chirping of birds, which merge into fleeting points of light, large and small, and only a few will outline the source of the sound.

Now, for example, she sees a bat marked red in the Elector system flying over her head.

She rubbed her brow, probably thinking she was too nervous.

It was at this moment that the plain painting behind the dense forest loosened the bowstring.

At the same moment, there was a buzz in the air.

In full view of the Dark Lan team, they saw a golden monster ball flying down from the canopy, suddenly blocking their marksman and drawing a beautiful arc left and right.

"What the hell is this!?"

Plain painting was taken aback.

This scene was so sudden that the other party seemed to expect his reaction to arrive just moments before he made a move, and in a distraction, the arrow flew out of his hand and burrowed into a bush in front of him.

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