"Friend, you see, you are a combat craftsman, and I am a poet, wouldn't it be a match made in heaven for us to form a team together?"

These words made Fang Yu forget to control the clockwork fairy for a while, and let it fly out and plant itself on the ground. He looked at the other person a little stiffly—is that how the word is used?

Moreover, he had never heard of such a high theory, the craftsman and the poet were the two most incompatible professions on any occasion, and the composition was not affected by any mental effect, while the poet's war song and minor key happened to be the mental effect.

The poet coughed dryly: "-ahem, I mean seamless, well, anyway...... Don't look at me like that, I'm not joking, and I'm not a rookie. I am a fighting poet, my singing voice can pierce the courage of the enemy, but also warm the hearts of my own people, the blade in my hand is cold and merciless, I am both a tank and a guerrilla, in short, I can protect you thoroughly, so that you can command your thousands of troops with peace of mind. ”

There was a light in his eyes, and it was rare to see a combat craftsman, and even less to see a master. The other party's previous reaction was not a rookie at first glance, and those novices were in a hurry to hide themselves first.

But how would they know that for a qualified combat craftsman, the most important thing on the battlefield is to discover the enemy first.

He heard this theory from a fairly veteran combat craftsman, and the other party was a famous boss, but it was a pity that the team was too high-level for him.

This high-minded talk made Fang Yu very impressed. He thought that if it was about boasting, Parker was already the extreme, but compared to this man, he still had to give up the crown.

It's a pity that he is still unmoved: "No need. ”

One of the Paparals is enough.

is running trains like this, and he has already labeled him as unreliable.

"Friend, the Lone Ranger sounds cool, but two people are more efficient. And you really don't need someone to tell your story before and after the saddle? Come to think of it, one must want to hear about a fighting craftsman who faced an army of horses alone. ”

But especially in this way, Fang Yu didn't want it.

That would only tell more bounty hunters that the action money bag is here, and there are reputation rewards.

"I have a team."

"It's okay, I'm alone." The other party persevered.

"But we already have poets."

"Then you don't mind having another poet."

"No," Fang Yu still shook his head, "no need. ”

Only then did the other party sigh and shrug his shoulders, thinking to himself that there was no master of the battle craftsmen who were really powerful. I knew he shouldn't have left the previous team, but that team was pretty good - much better than the previous one.

But he was not discouraged, and still proposed: "Friend, how about we share information?" You've got to know an anecdote about this area, and I'll take the pressure off the flanks for you later, so you're definitely going to need a reliable ally, right? ”

Fang Yuan realized that Parker was not only inferior to this person at the level of self-boasting, but also far worse than cheeky and stubborn fighting.

The other side is equivalent to a more powerful version of the Paparal.

However, his heart moved slightly, they really seemed to need such a well-informed eyeliner right now, whether it was to inquire about the news or help them inquire about the news.

"Yes, we agreed," before Fang Yu could reply, the big cat man in the distance had already replied for him, "After the battle is fought later, all of us will have to help each other, and it is okay to share information with you." ”

However, this is also Fang Yuan's idea, anyway, it doesn't take much to share intelligence, it's nothing more than broadcasting the intelligence on the battlefield on an open channel. And pulling allies on the battlefield is also good for them.

As the other side said, at least the pressure on one of their wings will be much less, of course, provided that the other side can block it. But in any case, they don't hurt.

He is not afraid that this guy will regret it, because there will definitely not be only one such battle, and the other party does not look like that kind of person who is short-sighted.

"Then the deal," replied the poet at once, leaving his name: "By the way, my name is Mizuno." ”

"Cuiye, isn't that the green field?"

When getting along with everyone for a long time, the big cat people are deeply involved in Han culture.

"No, no, no," the poet's face turned green, "it's green, it's not green, it's different." ”

However, Fang Yu didn't care whether the other party was green or green, in short, he first built a public channel, and then pulled the other party in.

In fact, even he didn't expect how much of a role this public channel would play later. However, it was really only established to share information with a guy who didn't seem to be reliable.

At this time, more flares rose in the forest in the distant valley.

They were like beams of brilliant light, illuminating the pale and withered woodland. It wasn't long before the people on the Thorn Front saw someone retreat from the forest, and the shadows behind them appeared in the shadows of those dark blues.

The Elect went to the front line of thorns and burned an open area about two hundred meters wide between the withered woodlands. At this time, I don't know who couldn't hold his breath and threw out a fireball, and in front of everyone's eyes, the fireball turned into a golden light and swept over the open area.

The golden flame flickered, and it flew into the forest, turning into a dazzling fire.

It was like a signal that the magicians and elementals threw their spells in unison, and for a moment the colorful lights of the glade rose and fell, and the flashes of explosion in the forest were almost continuous.

The gunners soon began to shoot as well, and white smoke rose from the position, which soon became smoky.

Two rounds of intense blows effectively stifled the pursuers, allowing the Chosen to escape from the forest to safely pass through the clearing and reach this end of the thorny front.

Those people didn't know what they were doing, and they only thanked the people in the defense line repeatedly, after all, they were rescued by so many people at once, except for being confused, all that was left in their hearts was about a huge touch.

However, these two rounds of blows made Fang Yu a little speechless.

Although he has not been in this world for a long time, he has also experienced such a major battle - the Battle of the Long Summer between the Rainbow Alliance and the Descendants of Flor in Talen.

Compared to the well-trained and well-equipped drafters of the two major alliances, these people are behaving a bit of a headache right now.

The first two rounds of attacks are often very important in such a big fight, as long as the defender is calm enough to inflict massive damage.

But the Crystal Beast had just revealed its head, and these people were busy exposing their firepower readiness first.

And those crystallized beasts that chased out were actually not even vanguards, and as long as the crystals were not stupid, they would definitely adjust their way of attacking.

Although Fang Yu didn't know how high the Guardian's IQ was, he didn't think he was any more stupid than these people.

But on the bright side, the two rounds of attacks were not completely useless, at least they succeeded in saving people and boosting everyone's confidence.

At this moment, black dots rose one after another from the position, and they flew into the sky above the battlefield in turn, and this was when the combat craftsmen in each team finally reacted and began to release their reconnaissance eyes.

Fang Yu also gestured to make the silver bee that had just fallen to the ground fly again, and commanded it to flutter its wings and slash through a small and a half arc, flying towards the valley in the distance.

His mastery of the clockwork elves has long since reached the point of perfection, and if not in a league of its own, it has at least reached the level of a first-line recruiter, if only in this field.

There may be many such people in the second world, but when they are placed here, they are not the same as those bumpy peers.

Although few people may be able to detect the flight path of Fang Yuan's clockwork fairy—

The silver bee had already unknowingly flown in front of the eyes of all the battle craftsmen.

Its dark vision was extremely efficient in detecting in such an environment, and the Plover placed only one hand on the eyepiece, and soon saw the disordered minions in the forest.

Those dark blue shadows, densely laid out among the withered woodland, formed a wave of attacks.

Fang Yu looked at the hundreds of pale blue shadows, like ghost fire, and knew in his heart that this was the vanguard of the crystal analysis beast; The previous ones could only be counted as scouts.

He commanded the clockwork elf to continue flying forward.

At this time, the clockwork fairies of the other battle craftsmen also arrived, and they captured the information in the woodland below:

"They're coming!"

"That's a lot, at least a thousand!"

In the distance, the sound of people shouting and screaming could be heard.

But the first to appear at the edge of the woodland were the Electors, and scattered Electors were driven out of the valley, large and small, in a dozen or so teams.

And those who didn't have time to escape probably put their lives in that place.

"There are at least one and a half groups of people left in the Holy White Stone, there are about twenty or thirty people left on the Hydra side, there are more than twenty people in the Twilight Guild, plus these Free Chosen One, there are quite a few people left here."

After arranging the positions of the others, the big cat man walked up and spoke to him.

Fang Yu nodded, Aitalia's regiment was full of eighty people, and there were at least a hundred people left on the Saint White Stone, plus the people from other guilds, it was indeed about this number.

This used to be a mining area after all, and several guilds sent people to be stationed here to mine source crystals. In addition to the miners, there are guards who are responsible for guarding and transporting, so it is not surprising that there are so many people left.

It can only be said that there may have been more people who died at the beginning.

This time, the minions of Order did not attack in the first place, but allowed the Chosen ones to escape and return to the defensive line.

The crowd erupted in loud cheers, as if it had brought them great confidence to save them. But Fang Yu didn't see it that way, and the crystal beast showed restraint, which showed that the crystal had adjusted its tactics.

This is not good news.

However, despite this thought, he did not stop in his hand, and through the vision of the clockwork fairy, he marked the disordered minions that were stationed in the forest one by one.

In particular, he marked the location of each cluster of disordered minions on their side and shared it through the team channel and public channel.

Sky Blue and they were fine, after all, they had long been accustomed to their regimental commander's way of fighting, and if they didn't have such clear battlefield information, they might still be surprised.

After all, the combat craftsman is on the battlefield, isn't that what he is responsible for?

But there was a surprising message from the public channel:

“！？”

In order to avoid occupying the channel, Tsui Ye sent text messages.

Fang Yu didn't understand what this message meant, he just looked in that direction - the other party had already retreated to their right flank, that guy was really able to speak, and actually gathered a group of people in such a short period of time and formed a temporary team with him.

Fang Yu looked at it, and there were about twenty people.

Emeri Ye was also looking in his direction, and gave a thumbs up.

The feeling in Cui Ye's heart at this moment was that he had hugged his real thighs, which he already knew when he pulled the people around him into the public channel one by one, shared the battlefield information sent by Fang Yu one by one, and looked at the shocked expressions mixed with surprise on everyone's faces.

Although it is not a complicated technique, it is nothing more than practice makes perfect, and it only takes tens of thousands of repeated exercises to do it.

But anyone who can do this is enough to be called a big guy in his place, and it is impossible to have any contact with someone of his level.

It's good for a normal person to be able to see how many enemies there are and roughly tell them which direction they're coming from - if you have to mark the enemy's location one by one, there's a good chance you'll forget to control the Clockwork Elf and let it fly out of the target area, or crash headfirst into something.

"It's all powerful, do you know how many tongues I wasted when I found such a master?"

He did not forget to advertise himself: "We will listen to my command later, and we will act according to the plan." ”

Although everyone didn't know how much the other party had wasted, they nodded in unison without looking at the advertisement to see the curative effect.

After about a few minutes, word came from the battle craftsmen everywhere that the Crystallized Beast had begun to attack—

And even if there are no Combat Craftsmen, many of the team's mages have used the Mage's Eye or similar spells to warn them. At this time, blue fires appeared in the forest.

However, after experiencing the previous round of oolong, the people in the defense line finally seemed to realize that the previous two rounds of attacks were not worth it, and finally couldn't help but stop shooting.

It was only the rangers who set up their bows first, and the Paparals unloaded their crossbows and spread them on the ground.

They used magic bows and crossbows, certainly not the kind of fluttering flower shelves, and the air immediately shimmered with the light of free elements.

The first blue tide gushed out of the forest, dense and almost endless, a few and a few in the thousands.

There was a creaking sound in the forest, and a tall line of gray tree men came up from behind, passed the crowd, and lined up a tree wall in front of the line.

It was probably this tall and thick tree wall that gave everyone some confidence, and Fang Yuan saw a number of gunners in the distance come out of the crowd, side by side, and raised the magic guide gun in their hands—a firing line was lined up behind the tree wall.

Gunners have the ability of line tactics, and when they shoot close to each other, they can greatly increase the efficiency of hitting, reloading, and the rate of fire. For the Guns, lining up was almost an instinctive move.

Except, though, for the Hunters.

Sylvade was the Hammer who majored in this direction, and she was not far from the Plover, lying behind a thorn, assembling and adjusting her spear.

Fang Yu also summoned his own dragon hunters, and the four tall structures were lined up, but since there were not too many people in his direction, not too many people noticed these four dark and slender structures for a while.

In fact, when not firing, the inconspicuous humanoid appearance of the dragon hunter is generally not noticed by too many people.

Not to mention the lancers behind the dragon hunters, whose bulky appearance makes them look like cannon fodder, the main force on the battlefield.

However, there are as many as twelve of these lancers, and if they are only allowed to suppress fire continuously in one direction, the closed-loop device can do it on its own, and it does not need to take up too much computing power of the square plover. He could even control more, just to not be so shocking.

In fact, when he was on board with Miss Tata at the moment, the Seven Seas Traveler was a real aircraft carrier, and what temporarily limited its combat effectiveness was the upper limit of his ability to make a lancer.

And what restricts this is the number of earth source crystals. At least the little material he had at the moment was far from enough to satisfy the Seven Seas Traveler's maximum control.

Not even satisfying himself.

The minions of the Order in this direction were grouped out in three directions, but the Fang Plover had already marked them clearly, so it was not at all surprising that they swept out of the forest on the defensive line in this direction.

The rangers were the first to release the first round of arrows.

With the blessing of the Wizard Bow, the arrows they threw almost resembled a screaming wind, sending white clouds of mist over the battlefield - feathered arrows swept across the battlefield in a small arc before darling towards the first row of Disordered minions.

In a single battle, with the level of these rangers, it is almost impossible to shoot the opponent in the first round. However, group combat is another concept, and on a battlefield with a length and width of less than two or three thousand meters, the density of thousands of units is almost unavoidable.

And when a wind-like rain of arrows comes down, there is not much room to dodge calmly.

Fang Yu had already discovered earlier that although the attack power and dexterity of the disordered minions were at the level of the best at the level they were in, their weaknesses were also prominent.

That is, the ability to protect is worrying.

And this shortcoming is greatly magnified on such a battlefield.

He almost watched as the dark blue shadow seemed to crash into an invisible wall, falling in unison in a rain of arrows.

It's just that another advantage compensates for this shortcoming, and that is the number of horrors.

The attack arrows composed of thousands of crystallized beasts were like an astonishing tide, and the blue tide swept out from between the withered woodlands, and a round of arrows from the rangers was only a splash in this ocean.

They were fast, almost abruptly over most of the open area, and soon approached the wall of thorns.

The tall tree people took steps and walked forward.

But all this happens only in other areas of the battlefield -

On the left flank of the entire battlefield, Fang Yu only heard a clear voice coming from the front right:

"Putting ——!"

That was the voice of Emeral.

And the next moment, above the blue tide that swept over, the fire clouds were converging, forming patches of black and oppressive clouds, and the next moment from the churning clouds, a series of golden-red cracks were revealed.

It was like a golden eye that was opening up, and it only flickered slightly, and then a beam of scorching light descended from it. At that moment, it was as if a rain of fire fell from the sky and fell into the blue tide.

Pieces of order-keeping minions turned to ashes in the flames.

"Ritual spells!"

"—groove!"

People from other directions on the battlefield couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this scene. But they weren't amazed at the lethality of the spell, though ritual spells had always been known for their power.

But the point is that ritual spells take a long time to prepare, and these people have to have a problem in their brains to cast one of these spells on an open space at such a tense moment.

And those disordered minions are really so iron-clad that they actually hit their heads headlong.

How lucky does this have to be?

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