The armored man seemed to be on the verge of collapse after receiving the news: "This is one of the closest defense nodes to those bugs, if it is a small-scale swarm attack, those mage adults will not come!" This time it must be a large-scale attack! We're dead! ”

This kind of soldier who collapsed because of the fear of death, the trainee commissar has seen a lot, and this kind of person occupies half of the army of each vassal state.

Generally speaking, when the casualties you inflict on them are far greater than the casualties they appear on the battlefield, they tend to dig into their heroic side.

But now this person in front of the Demon Hunter is the only channel that can obtain information at the moment, and maybe it needs to be gentle.

"Smack! Syllable! Two big slaps in a row spun the armored man in the air and landed, and this hand directly calmed the mercenaries behind him who were waiting for the results of the negotiation, and many of them covered their faces.

"Are you sober?" The demon hunter grabbed the breastplate of the armor with both hands and picked the man up from the ground: "Otherwise, the whole scene will be ugly." ”

"It's useless, every time you encounter a large-scale swarm attack, the defenders of this broken place will be wiped out, except for the mage who can leave the battlefield, no one else has any chance." The armored man bowed his head and spat out three teeth, not even the slightest spirit of resistance.

The tall man was crying like a 180-pound child at this time: "It took me fifteen years to climb from a slave to the rank of a Templar!" It's been less than two months since I was freed from slavery! I'm going to die! ”

Hearing the words of the armored man, the mercenaries around him were a little uneasy.

Excluding the demon hunters, who accounted for a quarter of the number, the remaining thirty people were divided into three parts.

A small group of sword and shield warriors as the main force, about a dozen people, had been grouped together from the very beginning, and it seemed to be a fixed formation of the squad, and they immediately walked in the direction of the gate.

Another group of seven or eight people, led by an archer, and the people in the regiment were also mainly long-range strikers, with only two shield-wielding samurai as cover, looking at the surrounding slave soldiers with a wary gaze.

The rest of the people are lone wolves, including the berserker Mad Bull, who was released once by a female samurai.

The 500 slave soldiers who had entered the fortress with them were like robots, watching what was happening in front of them, as were the slave soldiers standing on the walls.

Throwing the armored man to the ground, the demon hunter snatched the berserker mad bull's double-edged axe in his hand as soon as he turned around, stepped on the armored man's right hand with one foot, and put the axe blade on his finger: "Okay, in order not to waste time, let's start simple!" ”

Mad Bull's eyes widened, he didn't even see when the other party took the axe from his hand! Weapons are a man's life, this is provoking the son of a mad bull!

However, the anger burning in his heart dissipated like ice in the summer under the gaze of the female warrior, and the mad bull dared to swear to the great witch king, he had never seen a woman with such a strong temper in his life!

Look at this knife-like face, look at this brass bell-like eyes! This powerful limbs and strong pectoral muscles! Mad Bull thinks he should think about bringing this woman back into the tribe!

"What's your name?" The demon hunter asked, axe in both hands.

The man in armor who was dizzy had not yet come out of despair, and in a trance, his little thumb had already left his body: "Ah! ”

"It's too slow, you need to react faster, cut your fingers and I'll continue from my toes." At the screams of the man in armor, the demon hunter pressed the blade of the axe to his ring finger.

"My name is ...... Yes! The armoured man's words were interrupted by screams again, and his ring finger went to accompany his little finger.

"Forget it, I'm suddenly not interested in your name, tell me what you said about the swarm." Xu Yichen understated that he cut off his second finger, which was a small psychological hint.

Show the tortured person that he is not a conformist person, force the other person to say subconscious answers, and do not give the tortured target time to build logical thinking.

"Wait, I say!" The armored man didn't have time to scream, he was afraid that this person who would turn his face would continue to torture him without saying a word: "This fortress is a defense node established to defend against the attack of the swarm, when those bedbugs appear, if the number is small, I will let the slave soldiers destroy it!" ”

"We've got off to a good start, keep going!" The Demon Hunter loosened the power on his feet a little, allowing the blood to circulate in the palms of his feet, causing another round of screams from the armored man.

Several members of the archer's team seemed to want to stand up and stop the atrocity in front of them, but were stopped by the leading archers.

"If there are a lot of bugs, I need to operate the defenses in the fortress to clear them first, and then send those slave soldiers to finish up!" The armored man's face was full of snot and tears, mixed with the sand on the ground, and he looked embarrassed: "When the number of bugs exceeds five thousand, a mage will come here himself and take over the fortress's defense system!" ”

"So the number of bugs this time is more than 5,000?" The Demon Hunter looked around, with the strength of this steel fortress, plus forty professionals, and more than five hundred mortal soldiers, maybe it could still be considered a fight?

"That's right, that's why the mage is here." The man in armor seemed to calm down after experiencing severe pain: "Don't you understand, this is the innermost ring of the ring of defense built by the great Witch King, do you know how many times this place has been trampled by bugs in the past twenty years?" ”

"Very well, I like your attitude now, if we can communicate like this at first, the scene will be much more harmonious." Despite the Demon Hunter's words, he didn't let go of his feet.

"One hundred and fifty-seven times, one hundred and fifty-seven times in twenty years." The armored man roared, "Do you know how many times the mage himself has been in charge? One hundred and fifty-seven times! ”

This answer made the faces of everyone present look ugly.

"Huh... Ha... Ha! The armored man laughed loudly: "Whenever there is a large swarm, our role is to drag them as much as possible, and the mage will inflict enough damage on the living power of the bugs!" Then when the walls were filled in by the bugs, the mage man teleported away with a whoosh! ”

"Then repeat this tactic at the next point, and it won't be long before the bugs are dead and wounded." The Demon Hunter added.