Chapter 167: The Final Battle

The terrain is good and suitable for survival, not only for barbarians, but also for humans.

To the north is the Gelong River, which has no shortage of water and plenty of sunlight.

Although the climate is not very suitable for planting, the pasture resources are abundant, and it can produce fat cattle, sheep and horses, and it is indeed a waste to let the barbarians occupy it.

According to the scout's report, many of the barbarians who ran away from the attack of the human army have taken refuge here.

This place was originally a small tribe, but now it has become even bigger.

The barbarian tribes here were originally one of the few large tribes in the surrounding area, with a population of more than a thousand.

At this time, including those who fled, there were more than 3,000 people.

The south of the Gelong River is different from the north, and in the north, a tribe does not have a population of a few thousand, so it is not large.

Not so in the south, where the barbarians are much less powerful, a few hundred are not small.

Thousands of people gathered in a tribe, surrounded by a fence made of stakes to keep out the horses, preventing the possibility of human cavalry rushing in.

On the side of the Black Stone Leader, after this period of fighting, the cavalry also lost some, and there were about eight hundred.

Together with the infantry, there were nearly five thousand in number, and they confronted the barbarians in the north and south.

"How?" Several high-ranking generals of the army rode horses, looking at the barbarian camp from a distance, thinking about how to break the enemy.

"Direct attack?" John asked, looking at Malone.

"No!" Without waiting for Malone to speak, Harvey denied: "The cavalry is inconvenient to dispatch, just the infantry, the casualties in the battle are too great, even if there is a resurrection technique, it is not in a hurry." ”

"Then just look at it and do nothing?"

"Actually, it's not impossible!" Harvey glanced at Malone and said, "The barbarians don't have enough supplies, so if they are grouped together like this, they don't need us to attack, and they will naturally collapse after ten days and a half months." ”

"Then we'll just keep watch, waiting for them to mess up on their own?" John continued to ask, which was easy, but he was a little unwilling in his heart.

Harvey explained: "I can't wait, the weather is getting cold, I'm afraid many soldiers will catch a cold in half a month, and there is also a dwarf agreement." ”

"Dwarves?" John was a little puzzled, "What's the matter with the dwarves?" ”

As soon as he asked, he suddenly said, "Is the time to make an appointment with them come soon?" ”

Harvey nodded and sighed, "yes, time is indeed a little tighter. ”

"Have you figured out a way to do that?" John asked, "How can we get rid of these barbarians quickly and not let ourselves suffer too many casualties?" ”

"Nope!" Harvey shook his head and said, "I've even thought about the methods of flooding and burning that Marlon said, but the current situation is not suitable.

"It's a pity that we don't have many arrows, otherwise with the advantage of range, let the archers keep shooting inside, and we can force them out!"

"Then do you know what Malone has in mind?"

"Marlon?" Harvey glanced at the lord who was contemplative not far away and said, "I don't know, but he definitely has a way." ”

Malone naturally heard the conversation between the two, and as Harvey said, he had a way, and it was very simple.

The reason why I didn't say it was because I saw what good ideas were below.

Now it seems that it is okay, and everyone has confidence in the camp of the barbarians, but it is difficult to balance time and casualties.

Although it failed to solve the problem concretely, the idea was still open.

Seeing that the others couldn't come up with any results for a while, Marlon didn't want to wait any longer.

Now is not the time to waste time," the whole army was ordered to prepare for the attack. ”

Ma Long ordered everyone around him to go down and arrange for everyone who had military positions.

In a short time, a rumbling cavalry regiment drove over, followed by thousands of infantry.

Taking a light breath, Ma Long took out Shi Dangdang from the backpack space that had grown to ten cubic meters because of the upgrade.

Since the last time Shi Dangdang used it, until now, his mana has not fully recovered, mainly because the more he goes to the back, the slower it becomes.

In the first month or two, the energy has risen slowly, and it will soon pass halfway, but it will become slower and slower in the back.

Today, it has only recovered to seven, seven, eight, eight, eight, and can't exert all its power, but it's not much different.

Slowly exhaling the air inhaled into his lungs, Ma Long raised his hand and threw it, and Shi Dangdang flew into the air as a "whew".

When he saw the wind, he flew over the barbarian camp, and the diameter of the base was already nearly 100 meters.

"What's that?"

"Witchcraft ......"

"Magic?"

These barbarians had never seen Shi Dangdang, and they didn't know what it was.

But if you think about it with that barren brain, the one that flies from the enemy's side is definitely not a good thing.

Looking at the behemoth above his head, he was shocked and wanted to escape, but he couldn't move his legs.

I could only watch this thing smash down.

Many of the soldiers in the Black Stone Collar had seen the scene where Shi dared to be powerful.

But it was precisely because I had seen it that I was even more excited.

None of them cared about what kind of punishment they would receive for violating military discipline.

While stretching his neck and staring intently at the hill in the sky, he boasted to his comrades about the information he knew, although they themselves guessed a lot......

Shi Dangdang has been hovering in the air for a long time, which is deliberately done by Ma Long.

It can better demoralize the barbarians and reduce their resistance.

Although he has a resurrection technique, he can kill a few fewer soldiers, and he can also be more relaxed......

"Huh, ......" Shi dared to turn into the mountain peaks and fell in the sky.

"Boom" smashed on the ground, thousands of barbarians lived and died, and the rest were frightened.

What's more, the wooden fence was crushed for a while, which was Ma Long's main goal.

The mountain peak and the ground were separated by a touch, flew into the air, and turned into a jade tablet nearly half a person high, which fell into Ma Long's hands.

As soon as he flipped his wrist, he disappeared and was returned to the backpack space.

"Kill ......"

Ma Long ordered loudly, and the power of the lion's roar shook the four fields.

He held the tiger-headed dragon halberd, and the red rabbit stepped on the holy white halo, and rushed to the enemy camp first.

Behind him, all the knights and cavalry felt their spirits tighten and followed abruptly.

Further behind, the large infantry phalanx next to it also shouted and pressed up.

One side is full of morale, but the other side is frightened, and the outcome is actually doomed.

Ma Long waved his weapon and rushed to kill for a while, but when he saw that the barbarian's combat strength had been greatly reduced and he had no level, he stopped.

Just leave the rest to someone else!

The war is over!

The casualties of the Black Stone Collar are not large, smaller than they want to be in the middle, and they are completely within the tolerance of Ma Long.

He knew it was a combination of many reasons.

The tiger head dragon halberd lowers morale, the red rabbit's blessing on the war horse, and the deterrence of Shi Dangdang......

After a few busy days, most of Blackstone's army was withdrawn.

It's really a big army outside, and the consumption is much more than at home, more than doubled.

Marlon stayed, and if nothing else, the dwarf should be almost there.

They were left behind by John and the cavalry regiment, who were mainly on guard against the barbarians who might cause trouble.