It was close to noon, and a glowing yellow sun appeared above the soldiers' heads. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It emits a faint glow that illuminates the earth, attempting to melt the white snow on the ground. But it didn't take long for it to be surrounded by white clouds drifting in the sky and never came out again.

Unlike all the soldiers who had a busy morning and went to eat. Locke led the soldiers of the Guards Company on a journey to clear the gnolls camps around the Fifth Legion.

Compared to humans, gnolls evolved simple intelligence, and they began to learn everything they could from humans.

The biggest change for them is that, according to human tradition, they eat two meals a day; Lunch and dinner.

In this world, most sapient beings maintain the tradition of two meals a day, lunch and dinner. The army is different, in order to maintain a strong combat effectiveness, the soldiers of the army are three meals a day, and there is also meat, which is why many civilians will join the army when they have no livelihood.

Locke's chosen time to attack was noon, when most of the gnolls who had gone out in search of prey returned to their camps. They began to use cauldrons looted from human civilians to cook their prey, and at this time, all the gnolls would gather in their camps, waiting for the most important lunch of the day, and the most lax.

At ten o'clock, Locke gave the soldiers of the Guards Company lunch to wait for this time to raid all the surrounding gnolls strongholds.

According to the map in Locke's hand, around the camp of the Fifth Legion, there were dozens of camps, large and small, with a maximum of a few hundred gnolls and a dozen at the least. In other parts of the map, there are also those gnolin camps with a scale of more than 1,000 people, which is not something that a company of guards can do in Locke.

The camp of the gnolls is like the most primitive human village. They used firewood to make improvised wooden walls around the camp, and inside were colorful tents made of various fabrics looted from humans. In the middle of the camp there is usually a large cauldron, which is where the gnolls cook their food. The newly evolved intelligent gnolls, they were a primitive clan society, and food was uniformly distributed. However, there is also a difference in status, with powerful gnolls such as chiefs, shamans, and druids taking priority on food, followed by strong warriors, and finally the old and sick.

The tents in the camp were only inhabited by the strong males of the gnolls, and the weak males and unmated females had to live in the wild, or in a cave where they could live.

Perhaps some inexplicable force is pushing the evolution of the gnolls, which has led to the incomplete evolution of the gnolls. The small gnolls camps in the Silverpine Forest were primitive and indistinguishable from beasts, which was good news for Locke.

In fact, strictly speaking, Locke didn't know how to command a battle. In his mind, there was no similar combat experience, he had only been with the Grand Lord Mograini for a while, how to manage soldiers and generals, maybe he knew, not about combat.

But that's not a problem, after all, Locke came from the 21st century, the era of the information explosion.

I also watched a lot of various costume dramas on TV, which would help him a little, and when the large army fights, the people below will think about themselves, and they only need to make decisions.

Locke stood on the hill, looking at the gnolla camp at the bottom of the mountain, and had some calculations in his heart.

Beside him, the non-commissioned officers of the Guards Company stood behind him in full armor, motionless and waiting for his orders.

Originally, after learning of Locke's plan, several wing captains, including Noris, wanted to come with Locke, they were worried about Locke's safety, which Locke refused.

The soldiers of the Guards Company were made up of non-commissioned officers from the rank of sergeant. Arguably, they were the strongest soldiers of the Fifth Legion. They have rich combat experience, quick reactions, and outstanding battlefield awareness, and any soldier can reach the level of a junior officer on the battlefield. And how could these newly evolved gnolls be their opponents? Weapons with their rudimentary sticks or bones? Or tear a heavily armed soldier with his teeth?

With them to protect Locke, rest assured.

This gnolll camp has nearly three hundred adult gnolls, which is considered a medium size. Their village looked like it had been established for some time, as could be seen in the mountain of bones in one corner of the village. In the village, colorful tents abound.

In a corner of the village, Locke saw that there were also wild boar cubs captured by the gnolls, cattle plundered from humans. Locke figured out that with the possibility of a lack of food in the winter, there might be humans inside...

Locke remembers himself the night after his arrival. Scarface tells himself that the great gnoll tribe has learned to drive humans, taking healthy, uninjured humans as slaves, building houses, plowing land, raising livestock, and building armaments for them!

However, looking at the appearance of this village, I am afraid that this town is not such a possibility.

"Captain Lubbers, let's talk about it." Locke beckoned to the company commander of the Guards Company behind him, "Try not to let these gnolls escape, and annihilate them all, so as not to encircle and suppress them again in the future." ”

"I took a hundred soldiers and set up a defensive line in the east. Fifty men and fifty of your men will drive the gnolls from three other directions. No problem, right? ”

"That's no problem," Captain Lubbers said solemnly as he looked in the direction of Locke's finger, "Actually, Commander, you don't have to interfere at all, just watch, and our fifty soldiers can completely defeat this group of gnolls!" ”

"Don't talk too much, let's take a look first." Locke admonished.

Captain Lubbers assigned tasks to his lieutenants and ensigns, and the soldiers split up the hill and headed for their intended positions. Locke saw that they were almost at their destination, so he went down the mountain and blocked the gap in the east.

"Signal!" Locke whispered behind him.

Soon, a red firework rose from behind Locke with a long note and exploded in the sky, and the originally silent village became noisy.

"Non-commissioned officers of the Guards Company! Advance! Let the Legion Commander see how we torture these gnolls! ”

"Onward! Kill all the gnolls you see! ”

"Attack! Not a single one to stay! ”

One after another, shouts rang out in various parts of the village.

"Bump, bump, bump,"

The soldiers of the Guards Company pressed towards the village in full armor, and the heavy armor on their bodies and the shield weapons in their hands greatly increased their weight. The dull sound of footsteps screamed in terror as the female gnolls were cooking.

The other sturdy gnolls who were preparing their lunch, who had just returned from the hunt, picked up their rudimentary weapons and protected the female gnolls and cubs behind them. They watched warily at the noise outside the improvised wooden wall, and roared and let out a high-pitched howl, which they wanted to scare away the enemy.

A soldier of the Guards Company is not a soldier if he can be easily scared away.

Their screams only made the non-commissioned officers feel a little funny, and they didn't even make the non-commissioned officers' steps messy, which disappointed the gnolls' expectations, and they looked at the tin cans in the distance with some fear.

Soon, the footsteps of the non-commissioned officers marched in all directions, and as they walked, their mouths emitted roars to drive away the beasts.

The soldiers, with helmets and masks on their heads, raised their half-coat of arms to their chests, and the sturdy non-commissioned officers toppled down the rudimentary wooden wall in front of them and rushed towards the gnolls who were having dinner in the middle of the village.

The non-commissioned officers who rushed into the camp were like butter knives, cutting the big cake of the gnolls into pieces, the gnolls resisted in vain, their rudimentary weapons could only tickle the soldiers, some of the gnolls dropped their weapons, trying to bite with their claws and mouths all the time, but when he rushed over, he was greeted by the soldiers' sharp one-handed swords.

"Throw weapons!"

The non-commissioned officers reached their sides, and a short, one-handed axe was withdrawn.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

There was a dull sound of blunt objects embedded in the body, and the rows of gnolls in front of them were instantly killed and wounded on the ground.

Under siege on three sides, the gnolls collapsed.

The strong and able-bodied gnolls began to blindly follow the passage left by the non-commissioned officers towards the east side of the village, and the old, weak, sick and disabled gnolls were left in their place, and they became the ghosts of the non-commissioned officers.

The non-commissioned officers were not in a hurry, so they slowly drove forward the fleeing gnolls, driving them towards the east, and the gnolls, who were running a little slower, were hacked to death by the non-commissioned officers who pressed up.

Gradually, the encirclement became smaller, and the gnolls discovered the tight line of defense to the east, and they collapsed.

A small number of gnolls collapsed to the ground, screaming bitterly. And some of the gnolls showed their courage before they faced danger, and they launched a decisive charge against the non-commissioned officers who were besieging them on all sides, and the results were obvious.

Eventually, all the remaining gnolls were besieged by the guards, and all the gnolls who fought to the death were killed.

The encirclement was also reduced to only a dozen meters, and within these ten meters, there were still nearly two hundred gnolls, who leaned back vigorously, trying to push other people out of their kind to die.

The non-commissioned officers were still shrinking inside, and there were constantly jackals being killed.

"Legion Commander, what are they going to do? Kill them all? Captain Lubbers, covered in blood, came over and asked for instructions.

Locke turned around and no longer looked at the group of miserable screaming gnolls in the encirclement, his heart was a little unbearable, although they did a lot of evil, but they were also a living life.

However, Locke knew that this matter could not be compromised, and he clearly knew that his words and deeds were being watched by the soldiers. What's more, they are human enemies, and they will rob humans of living space, so...

"What you do normally, do now."