"Engage the enemy!" An orc warrior roared, and at the same time blocked the vital part of his chest with the small round shield in his hand, bent his body slightly, and rushed towards the array line a few meters away.

Beside him were hundreds of players like him, either armed with long swords, or holding battle axes, holding a variety of weapons, wearing different armor, some holding shields, some not, and the speed of impact was also different, many of them rushed straight and straight just like they usually fight PK.

Their enemies are the opposite, the battle line that seems to be only about 200 people seems a little sparse, but the standing position like a straight line and the shield in the hand that looks like standard equipment make it easy for them to protect their bodies, the exact armor and weapons make these melee warriors exude a kind of power called army, compared to them, those orc players who rush up are like a group of thugs, undisciplined.

"Crutche!" The shield commander in the center of the battle line shouted, and more than two hundred large shields smashed into the ground in unison, and the bottom of the sharp and hard shield was embedded in the ground, so that the shield guard holding the shield could transmit part of the impact to the ground and reduce the damage received.

In the next second, the cyan waves hit the embankment!

The attacker's weapon slashed at the defender's shield, and only a few of the shields were cut open by the opposing weapon, and most of them succeeded in blocking the opponent's attack.

Feeling the slight weakening of the force coming from the shield, the shield commander immediately gave the next order: "Retreat!" ”

No one hesitated, no one hesitated, even if this order would make them temporarily lose the protection of their shields, the more than two hundred shield guards still took a step back, leaving room for those attackers to swing their weapons again.

Just when the orc players who were the attackers couldn't figure out why the other party was retreating, a wave of thrown arrows flew from behind the defenders, and for a while, hundreds of orc players were scrambling by the rain of arrows, some chose to raise the shield in their hands to the top of their heads, and some chose to hide behind their companions, so as to avoid being hit by the thrown arrows, of course, more unlucky people could only rely on their bodies to bear the damage of this wave of arrow rain because they couldn't react, and several of them were particularly unlucky, He was shot through the head and had to report back to the cemetery.

"Attack!" The shield guard commander shouted, as if they had rehearsed countless times, the shield guards in their hands slightly deflected the big shield in their hands, and took a step forward, and the one-handed short sword in their hands slashed fiercely at the orc players who were only a meter away in front of them.

The sound of the short sword entering the flesh was mixed with a noisy wail, and the undead orc players were about to fight back, only to find that the shield guards had raised the big shield in their hands again, and reformed a steel wall.

Dozens of fireballs were hurled from behind the defense line and smashed into the attackers' bodies, and the powerful fire damage made many orc players whose health had been greatly reduced unable to continue fighting, and had to fall to the ground helplessly, becoming another group of victims.

"President, no! This is the fourth attack, and our casualties are getting bigger and bigger, but the other side still shows no signs of retreating! An orc player with pigtails riding a steppe wolf said to the orc warrior riding an armored Kodo beside him, with a bitter expression.

"What about our shamans? Are they all-eating? "The orc warriors are obviously not satisfied with the results of their own group of men, from the beginning of the battle to the present, the number of people killed in the battle on their side has exceeded six hundred, and the other side has not even killed a hundred people, even if it is a full two chaser regiments, but their own side has invested more than three thousand people in combat power, are those chasers really a small strong man who can't be killed?

An orc shaman next to him shrank his head, and his face was about to cry: "President, it's not that we don't want to make a move, it's just that those guys on the other side are too powerful, the projectiles of bows and arrows and spells are simply more accurate than the direct shots of the group of fools under my hands, plus our spell distance is already shorter than the opposite side, it's a death to go up!" ”

"President, you can't blame our shamans, by now, most of the shamans we brought here have died, and they were all killed by those throwing bows and arrows and spells!" The orc player said helplessly, "Moreover, even if there is a shaman who can safely rush within the distance of the spell, those shield guards have always been in a state of strong resistance, and the spell will have no effect at all!" ”

"Idiot, can't you do the same?" The orc warriors obviously refused to accept such an explanation, obviously everyone is a player, and the difference in numbers is so big, but the results are just the opposite, no matter how you think about it!

The orc player sighed, how could he not have tried the same method, but what kind of virtue those players in his guild were, he knew better than anyone, not to mention letting those shaman players ensure that the buffs on the melee body did not disappear, just assigning the appropriate buff to each melee could kill those shamans. Usually PK up is scrambling one by one, but when it comes to seeing the real chapter, one by one is like pouring three catties of wine in the brain, and I don't know what kind of mess I am making!

In fact, he also knows that this can't be blamed entirely on those players, after all, the training methods on both sides are different. For guild players like them, it's more of a small-scale PK, and they practice the cooperation of ten people in the sky, after all, their main job is to fight monsters and upgrade in the next dungeon, how can there be that American time to spend on battle formation training.

But the chassing regiments on the other side are different, the chaspersin in the chassing regiment don't need to think about the equipment, and most of the time every day is spent training how to fight like an army, and even the usual monster fighting upgrades are dispatched by the entire chaser regiment, killing monsters like a war, changing the ordinary guild, hehe, just gathering five hundred players can take their old lives, and it is impossible to complete the preparation for departure in a few hours, let alone fight like an army.

Moreover, because the equipment of the hunting regiment is completely unified and standardized, it is more convenient to recover the combat power, unlike ordinary guilds, each player's equipment is basically different, once there are large-scale casualties in the battle, the lost equipment, the guild cannot provide spare parts at all, and can only issue pensions, so that the players who have suffered losses can find their own way, which leads to a great slowdown in the recovery of the combat power of ordinary guilds.

Although he knew these reasons, the problem was that his own guild leader had been fascinated by the pie drawn by others, and he couldn't see the difficulties in front of him clearly, and he was bent on rushing into the central area of Lasgard and digging out some benefits from the hands of the death knight, but he didn't want to think about it, did his guild have this ability?

Indeed, the Death Knight was almost certainly looking for a town core somewhere in Lasgard, these town cores that had been fried to tens of millions of dollars in the real world black market, as long as he was lucky enough to get one, it was enough for the entire guild to develop rapidly, and it was no wonder that his own guild leader would want to break through the defense line formed by the two hunting regiments in front of him at all costs.

But the question is, do they really have the ability?

Seeing that another attack was repulsed without incident, leaving behind dozens of corpses, there was no more result, and the orc player had to say again: "President, you can't fight like this anymore!" ”

"Shut up! I don't believe these bastards can hold on forever. Could it be that he is the president of the United States? Is this Lasgard his home garden? The orc warrior tugged at the reins fiercely, "I don't believe that the other guilds are willing to watch that undead take all the benefits!" ”

People have this strength! If I change you, I'm afraid you'll go even further! The orc player thought to himself, but this couldn't be said after all.

The shaman player on the side interjected: "President, why don't we pick a group of people to go around?" ”

"It's useless! There can't be only a few hunting regiments in the entire Lasgard, and the deeper you go into the central area, the denser those hunting regiments become, and the small number of people will not live long. The orc player shook his head, from the moment they entered the Lasgard border, their team was closely monitored by those hunting regiments, and they only advanced less than five kilometers before they were stopped here by the two hunting regiments in front of them.

"This will not work, and that will not work! What else can be done besides a strong attack! The orc warrior scolded, "Needless to say! Let them attack again, and this time, I will personally lead the team! ”

"President!" The orc player tried to persuade him again, but suddenly heard a chaotic scream coming from behind, which was the same place where the player who had withdrawn from the previous injury was treated.

The orc warrior also heard it, and he turned around and asked blankly, "What's wrong?" What happened next? ”

The orc player was stunned, and suddenly thought of something, and cold sweat rolled down his head: "President, we must retreat immediately!" ”

"Retreat? Why? ”

"We've been tricked! There are other hunting regiments that are coming from other directions! As soon as the orc player pulled the reins, the steppe wolf under his crotch quickly turned his head and prepared to rush backwards.

At this moment, an orc player covered in blood rushed over: "President, Vice President, no, there are a lot of hunters coming behind, and they can't be stopped!" ”

The orc warrior felt a wave of vertigo, he was not a fool and knew what that meant. At the critical moment, he immediately remembered the orc player next to him who was the vice president: "What should we do?" ”

"President, immediately count the number of people who can still fight, and let those who are seriously injured and have impaired movement speed let them stay put, and in this situation, how much can they run out!"

"Okay, I'll let them count it right away!"

In a small ruin more than a thousand meters away from the battlefield, two kitten-man players in camouflage cloaks are lying on a half-buried building, observing the battle in the distance. The telescope with Eagle Eye became the best observation tool in their hands.

"Tsk, it's worthy of the Tasimi Chaser Regiment and the Barentiya Chaser Regiment, this shield wall, this archer's projectile, and the group of mages and warlocks under their hands, I really don't know where these guys came from, even if they are real soldiers, they can't do better!" The kitten-man player holding the monocular looked at the hunters who had once again repelled the attack with relish, and admired it in amazement.

The other kitten player did not echo him, but pricked up his ears and used his greatest attention to perceive every move around him, preventing other peers from sneaking up and giving them a surprise attack.

With the passage of time, the practice of relying on a single player to be responsible for scout missions has long since become unsuitable, and scouts are not only responsible for safety scouting around the party, but also responsible for sensing traps and marking routes. And for those scouts who serve the guild, they need to do more, whenever the guild acts, these scouts must be in good spirit, they must not only become the eyes and ears of the guild, but also be responsible for driving away or even eliminating the scouts of other guilds, and protect their guild's actions from interference.

The variety of higher, more refined, and more professional requirements naturally makes the danger of scouts rise sharply, so to speak, a good player may not be able to be a good scout, but a good scout is definitely a good player, an elite thief who is proficient in stealth, anti-stealth, reconnaissance, anti-reconnaissance, perception, anti-perception.

And the kittens' expertise in perception and agility makes the scouts of the two Gensokkyo guilds confident enough in their own strength. Of course, there is still an indispensable vigilance, which is why scouts now work in pairs - one is responsible for reconnaissance, and the other is responsible for vigilance!

"Huh? Retreated? It seems that there are other hunting regiments outflanking from the rear! Poor cyan fangs, another unlucky guy who has been wiped out here! I hope that the president has enough gold in his warehouse to pay the pension! "The kitten-man player in charge of the scouting gloated while watching through the telescope as the orcs in the distance fell into chaos.

At this moment, a pair of ears on the top of the head of another kitten man who was in charge of guarding jerked violently, and a hint of danger in the air touched his senses, and the kitten man player quickly jumped off the abandoned building, lay on the ground, put his ear to the ground, and listened for a while.

The kitten man in charge of the reconnaissance quickly put away the binoculars and jumped down as well, barely making any sound when his fleshy padded feet landed: "What's wrong?" ”

"Cavalry!" The kitten man player stood up from the ground, "A standard squad, five horses, seven hundred meters away, the sound of horses' hooves is very soft, and there may be a special palm pad on the horse's paw!" ”

"Damn! It's the scout team of the Cerberus Hunts! The kitten man, who was obviously of higher status, gritted his teeth and said, "No way, let's leave immediately!" Can't stay here any longer! ”

After saying that, the two kittens quickly entered a stealth state and left the small ruin as fast as they could.

In less than a minute, five players on horseback were in the small empty ruins, and the leading knight turned over and dismounted, glanced around, and finally set his sights on the top of the half-buried building.

Grabbing the weathered cornice of the ruins, the knight cautiously crouched down, took off his chain mail gloves, touched the place where the kitten player was lying on his stomach before, and then put his finger under his nose and sniffed.

Jumping off the ruins, another knight who was traveling with him came up: "Captain, have you found anything?" ”

"You sniff!" The captain of the knights put his finger in front of the other man.

"Hibiscus flowers!" The knight sniffed carefully, "It's a cat man." ”

"The two kitten people are standard scouts, and I also saw the traces of the magatama badge pressed out on it, which is very light!"

"Gensokyo's Earth Spirit Temple! Captain, it looks like we've met our peers! "Do you want to catch up, Captain?" said the knight. ”

"No, our mission is not to hunt! What's more, from here to the border of Lasgard, there are scouts from other hunting regiments active, and if these two kittens are lucky enough to leak out of this big net, it will be their fate! ”