To the east of Wutong City is a white cloud mountain, and when the humidity is heavy, the top of the mountain is submerged in white clouds. The mountain is located on the edge of the mountainous area, which is not too steep, and there is a road from here to the east into the mountain.

The mission of the 168th Brigade is to defend this road in case the fishmen rush to Sycamore City from here.

On both flanks of the 168th Brigade defense area, there were other recruits who had just been upgraded from the training camp and arrived here.

Charles: When they arrived in his own zone under the leadership of the militia supporting the local militia, it was just dawn.

Munch set up his position at the mountain pass, which was backed by the plain and easily accessible, and the mountain road ahead was not conducive to the enemy's deployment of troops, and there was a church of the god of life on the side of the mountain pass, which could be used as a stronghold.

When Charles and the others came to rest in front of the church, the militia and villagers of the surrounding villages were already ready under the leadership of the local leaders.

The main hall of the church has been converted into a makeshift ward, a camp for the soldiers to rest has been set up outside, and hot white steam is rising from the kitchen of the church.

As soon as Charles put down his backpack and sat down, a steaming cauldron and steamer were brought out of the kitchen, and then each of them was given a large bowl of mellow, sweet, and smooth soy milk and three large meat buns for breakfast.

After breakfast, the villagers who came to support took the soldiers' kettles and poured them with cold boiled water.

After breakfast, Charles and his assault detachment began to reconnoiter in small teams before entering the mountains.

In and around the junction, Munch commanded other soldiers to build fortifications with the help of local militia and villagers.

At this moment, on a mountain in the mountains, nearly a thousand fishmen were lined up neatly under the dense and impermeable trees.

Sebastian walked in the middle of the line, arranging armor and weapons for each warrior.

The shells of many magical beasts in the deep sea are as hard as steel, and they are also lightweight, which is a good material for making armor after treatment. This allows the fishmen to use a limited amount of metal on their weapons.

Sebastian finally walked up to an officer wearing a swarthy armor with breastplate and back armor from the shell of a turtle-like beast, and an arm made of the crust shell of some kind of crab, with a large harpoon in his hand.

"Bob, please. Sebastian patted the other man on the shoulder.

Bob nodded firmly, "I will definitely complete the task assigned by the adults." ”

Sebastian withdrew his hand, looked around at the soldiers standing in front of him, and then said, "Four days, as long as you attract the main force of the elves to Sycamore City and hold them back for four days, you will be victorious." Because at that time, we had already laid down the Osmanthus City. ”

Bob raised his weapon and gave Sebastian a military salute, "We're going to buy time for the General." ”

At the same time, the fish people behind him saluted Sebastian in unison.

Sebastian watched Bob lead their team westward, and in order to achieve the suddenness of the attack on Osmanthus City, he deliberately selected this team led by Bob to feint the attack on Sycamore City.

In his original plan, Sycamore City was their target. However, after he reported the plan to the prince, the prince set the target of Osmanthus City, and Wutong City became the target of a feint to attract the attention of the elves.

After seeing Bob's team disappear into the distant hills, Sebastian sighed deeply.

Feint to capture the attention of the elves and then circulate for four days is an easy task, but it is difficult to execute, especially when the surrounding area of Sycamore City is conducive to the movement of elven reinforcements.

I just don't know how many people will survive in the end.

In order to attract the attention of the elves, Bob and the others did not go out day and night as before, but rushed all the way to Sycamore City. According to his plan, they would reach the edge of the mountains in the evening and then attack Sycamore City in the middle of the night.

A team of fish-man scouts groped their way west along the path, the bushes on either side were high, and from time to time bugs flew out of them. The woods around the path are not quiet, and all kinds of birds sing one after another.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the bushes not far away, as if something was moving.

Two harpoons flew out like lightning and shot straight at the shaking bushes.

First there was a scream, then the smell of blood came from inside the bushes.

The two fishmen walked over and found that a large wild boar had been forked to death by a harpoon. They plucked the harpoon from the carcass of the boar and turned around and walked back to the group.

The monsters in the mountains were not only wild boars, but the smell of blood soon attracted a leopard, but this leopard was soon forked by the fishman's harpoon.

By the time Bob's army caught up, the carcasses of wild boars and leopards were already covered with slimes.

Just as the sun rose to the highest point in the sky, a fish-man walking on the side of the road suddenly flew up, and then was smashed into a large tree, and suddenly he could not survive.

Bob hurried over and found it to be a small trap, a few bent bamboos connected to a rope made of rattan, and a piece of jerky that had been used as bait fell from the ground.

"It's a trap for hunters to catch wild beasts. Bob said with a frown.

Then he turned to his men and said, "This is not far from the elven village, let everyone beware of the traps set by their hunters." ”

The team moved on, and the fish-men who were ahead of them were constantly harpooning the grass and bushes, trying to trigger possible traps in advance.

Then they broke an ant's nest in the bushes with a fork, and then the small ants, which were not much bigger than a grain of rice, quickly crawled out.

At first, the fishmen didn't care about this little ant, which was a little bright red, and they didn't even think of stepping on it. When they take on human form, they still have hard scales on their legs and instep, and they are not afraid of these little insects, if they crawl on their legs and shoot them to death.

As a result, these little ants will explode with a "snap" when they are slapped to death, and they carry corrosive and poisonous venom in their bodies.

The consequence of the fish-men despising the ants was that they were burned to the bone marrow by the venom that flowed into the cracks in the scales, and in a panic, they even threw their harpoons into the grass to the side, and then they were half paralyzed.

A cold sweat broke out on Charles's head in the grass, and he was almost a little bit, and his nose was about to say goodbye to him again.

At this time, a fishman came to pick up the harpoon stuck in the grass, and Charles immediately broke off a piece of the hornet's nest the size of a football in his hand, and then continued to crawl on the ground motionless with the potion that the wasp was not close to.

Now the fish people didn't care to pick up the harpoons, and immediately left the place with the wounded on their backs.