Seeing the monsters running over in a mess, the Earl of Marshall touched his beard, and suddenly felt that he was so calculating Solam and the cloud giants, it was really too much, how could these completely unorganized monsters be his opponents? At the same time, I also understand why Soram looks down on himself so much, this kind of garbage, I have to work hard, it is indeed a bit embarrassing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And what about Solam? He's now at his home in Locketown, lying down and watching the live broadcast. He felt really stupid now, such a good voyeur artifact as the Azure Ghost Energy Ring had let himself be left behind for so long. He had noticed the ring after the last time he had peeked at the priestesses taking a shower, and he had really come up with something.

He found that the biggest role of this thing was not to fight, but to scout, thinking about the white dragon, who could actually use this ring to turn Genting City upside down, Soram felt that he was really stupid. Since the white dragon can use this ring to reconnoitre, it means that this thing should be very useful.

Solam found that the spell of the Eye of the Mind was not only concealed and easy to use, but the key was that its duration and range of effect were also very dick, otherwise the white dragon would not have been able to evade the pursuit every time. At least Solam can now see the battlefield dozens of kilometers away clearly, or in all directions, and the four psychic eyes can't understand it if they can't understand it.

Solam is now wondering who created this ring in the first place, and actually has this powerful reconnaissance ability. In fact, Solam didn't know much about the Mind Flayer, a creature that likes to capture slaves. And for them, it is very simple to capture slaves, and if a mind controls them, they will live together, on the contrary, it is a problem to find slaves for them.

Therefore, the Mind Flayer at that time made this ring in order to be able to find traces of slaves in the vast area so that they could be captured, so they gave this ring a powerful reconnaissance ability.

Now Soram is relying on this, lying comfortably at home, drinking wine, eating snacks, and watching the two sides fight, although in Soram's opinion, both sides are not a good thing. But in my heart, I still want humans to win, but I can't help it, who calls them humans? Although it's not a race, after all, it looks like ah, and empathy is so unreasonable at all times.

Under Solam's gaze, the two men and horses, about a mile apart, stopped.

Under the gaze of humans, among those monsters, an ogre suddenly ran out, only to see that it was holding a large banner in its hand, on which hung the bones of many creatures, and on top was the skull of an ogre. Underneath the skull is a beast skin, on which is painted the totem of the ogre tribe, the painting is very abstract, and ordinary people really can't see what it is.

This ogre is also very bold, it actually walked 100 meters in front of the human formation, planted the flag, and then began to roar at the top of his throat.

"A direct descendant of Dragon Slayer Samoa! Descendants of Marsac, the Behemoth Slayer! Inheritor of the Giant Conqueror Di Maria! Owner of the Makuk Oasis! Conqueror of the Silvermoon Forest! The warriors of the Broken Bone Tribe are coming to challenge! Claim your title! Mankind! We need to know who we defeated! ”

This made all the humans stupid, what is the situation, the ogre will actually make a war letter before the war? Is this still the stupid and murderous monster they remember?

At this time, the Earl of Marshall stood up and shouted in a voice much louder than this ogre, "The terminator of the orcs!" Guardians of the Kingdom! Loyal Guardian of the Queen! The First Legion of the Silvermoon Kingdom! Monster! We are your doom! ”

Those soldiers of the human race, although they don't understand why Count Marshall said so much to a monster, but this does not prevent them from cheering for themselves, they have always been elite, they don't think that there is anything wrong with what Count Marshall said, they still have this pride.

The ogre nodded, and then carried his banner and retreated to the monster's main formation, and those soldiers did not attack it, after all, the two armies did not fight, this is the unspoken rule, although the other party is a monster, but look at their appearance, those soldiers are not embarrassed to start.

When the Earl of Marshall returned to his camp, the people on the side asked the Earl of Marshalles, "My lord, why are you so polite to those monsters?" ”

The Earl of Marshall glanced at him with slanted eyes, and said angrily: "Other people's monsters come according to etiquette, do you want others to say that we are not even as good as monsters?" ”

In fact, this is a matter of face, but the Earl of Marshall was born into a nobleman, so it is understandable to pay attention to this. But what makes people feel strange is that when he calculates Solam, why doesn't he tell Soram face? This is really a problem, and it can only be said that the brain circuits of the nobles are really fucking strange.

After the two sides declared war, the monsters took the lead in making a move, those slaves were driven and rushed towards the humans, the human side was not panicked, these monsters looked a lot, but they were not organized, in the eyes of the veterans, no matter how many of these monsters were, there was no threat. If other people see so many monsters rushing over, they will show their cowardice before the fight starts, this is the difference between elite and ordinary.

"Ready!" At the order of the commander, the crossbowmen at the front began to wind up, ready to shoot.

"15 degrees northwest! Ready for 500 meters of projectile! "As the order was given further, all the crossbowmen raised their crossbows and began to adjust the angles of their crossbows according to the officer's orders. They waited for the monster to get closer, and finally when the monster got close enough to get about 500 meters, the officers gave the order again.

"Put!" So hundreds of bows and crossbows began to fire, and they didn't even have to aim, and the monsters were all huddled together, and they could shoot whatever they wanted. Those arrows flew into the sky like rain, and then fell into the monster pile, and the effective distance of these bows and crossbows was really crazy, and they could fire at 500 meters.

After a rain of arrows, if you look at it from the sky, you will find that the monsters are suddenly dented! The quality of these crossbowmen is very powerful, and they can actually form a covering blow! This is a high demand for every crossbowman, as well as for the officer's ability to calculate. It's not an easy job, and there are so many things to consider, wind direction, temperature, etc.

This is completely calculated by the human eye and the human brain, and it can be measured in such a short time. It can also be seen from here that this legion under the command of the Earl of Marshall is really worthy of the word elite.

The Earl of Marshall had no interest in paying attention to the performance of the crossbowmen at this time, because he found that the ogres were not ready to go into battle now, and that the ogres were always out of the range of the crossbows, only driving the slaves on.

"These ogres don't seem to be brainless."

One of the guards on the side was a little strange why the Earl of Marshall said that, these monsters would only rush forward without a purpose, how could they have brains? "My lord, how do these monsters have brains?"

"Humph! Can't see it yet? They just intend to let those monsters and our strikers mix together, so that our long-range attacks are useless, and the impact of so many monsters, our formation will definitely be disrupted, when the time comes, these ogres can impact us as much as they want, although they can't arrange their formations, but the chaos is first-class, as long as our formation is not good, then our advantage over them will be greatly reduced. ”

Seeing the monster that continued to rush forward, the guards also found out at this time that it was really like that.

"You guys, you don't have any ogres with brains, and there are smart people among these ogres, but it's a pity."

The guards were about to ask the Earl Marshall what was a pity, but the Earl Marshall immediately gave an order and interrupted his questioning.

"Command! Order the cavalry on both wings, when the ogres begin to attack the main formation, attack them from both wings, remember not to entangle with those monsters, and keep impacting the ogre! ”

"Yes!"

The Earl of Marshall ordered here, and the crossbowmen in front of him were retreating in an orderly manner, and at the same time, the crossbows in their hands were also shooting at the monster all the time, and at the same time, the hoplites behind the crossbowmen began to move forward, passing by those crossbowmen, everything was so orderly and not chaotic at all.

At this time, the priests and mages also began to exert their power, first of all, various buffs and spells were constantly blessed on these hoplites.

"Shield of Group Faith", "Group Blessing", "Group Bear Tenacity", "Group Bull Power", "Group Protection", "Dragon Power", "Light Body", "Endurance Blessing", "Group Courage"

After a dazzling array of light and shadow effects, the hoplite was at the forefront. The crossbowmen retreated while the light infantry, who had been behind the hoplites, began to advance, rubbing shoulders with the crossbowmen, just like the hoplites.

Since the beginning of the war, the crossbowmen have not stopped striking. This is also the reason why the army gave up on archers, except for those extremely good masters, as long as they shoot four arrows in a row, they have to stop and rest, otherwise their arms can't stand it, which is too out of place on the battlefield in a race against time.

And what about the bow and crossbow? Because of the existence of pulley machinery, the winding is too labor-saving, as long as the bow and crossbow are not damaged, as long as there are arrows, they can keep shooting.

After the crossbowmen retreated to the light infantry, the monsters finally collided with the front heavy infantry with arrows, and the crossbowmen readjusted their shots to the front of the hoplites under the orders of the officers. At the same time, the heavy attack equipment behind it also began to exert its might.