Chapter 210: Killing (Second Watch)

Standard textbook-like tactics.

The thickest of the thickest steel golems attract fire and hatred in front, and the ranged firepower in the back is constantly output, and the fast cavalry units look for opportunities to cut into the battlefield to harvest.

The Red Knights have a very well-balanced lineup, and there are few downsides to be found.

However, the disadvantages can be manufactured.

To everyone's surprise, the first thing to be released in the barracks-like skull-shattering ogre camp on the hillside was actually the [Mire Technique].

Appearing at the edge of the camp were several two-headed ogre mages, which strangely resembled a standard group of mages, and began to cast spells together.

The Steel Golem is almost immune to physical blows and is quite resistant to magical attacks, but its sheer size makes them helpless against such a small and highly targeted spell.

At the front, at least ten steel golems were half-buried in the mire.

The best way to deal with the [Mire] is the druid's [Turning Mud to Stone], which can re-harden the land.

In fact, Leila is already doing this. It was only Leila's incarnation who was dressed as Raven, and the body pretending to be the incarnation raised his hands high, and a large area of [turning mud into stone] was instantly released.

The steel golem that had fallen into the mire was instantly solidified in the earth by the hard mud.

It doesn't matter, the Iron Golem is afraid of that state of inattentiveness, and this hardened restraint is not a problem.

It seems that if you give them two or three minutes, these golems will be able to break free. Behind the skull-shattering ogre's camp, dozens of huge stone projectiles suddenly rose up.

"It's the trebuchet troops of Pabun!?" The Red Knight almost bit his tongue.

A strong sense of intrigue hung over the Red Knight.

How much integration does it take to keep Pavon's trebuchet troops at peace with the ogres? It is incredible, for the tyrannical ogres, that a large number of humans, whom they see as food, dangle in front of them without whetting their appetites.

The only explanation is that there are divine forces involved.

Only divine power can keep these sworn enemies in one camp and cooperate against the enemy!

"Not good! Order, the whole army retreats! ”

It's late!

Suddenly, there was a terrible shaking of the earth, and then the earth collapsed.

When the solid ground beneath your feet suddenly turns into a death trap with no power to draw on, any flightless creature will only let out a desperate scream.

"No—"

"Help!"

"Mom, I don't want to die!"

The screams of fear continued, and every abrupt cessation of sound meant the loss of a human life.

On the ground, the red color of the Golian Pais soldiers was rapidly decreasing.

Gravel splashed and sand covered the sky.

It was an apocalyptic sight. All that can be seen is death and destruction.

Most of the red figures remained motionless in the thirty-meter-deep crater, with only a few convulsing and struggling slightly.

Staring at this super crater with a diameter of nearly three thousand meters and a depth of thirty meters in the Kingdom of God, the red knight had a blue face and couldn't say half a word for a long time.

Who the hell is so generous!? Can you make this earth-shattering trap?

The Red Knight's beautiful face under his armor was contorted with shame. At this moment, she only felt that the name of the goddess of strategy was crying!

Disgrace! Absolute shame!

Regardless of carelessness or the enemy's conspiracy, it is an indisputable fact.

From the Iron Golem Legion at the front to the mage regiment at the rear, the entire army of Pioneers was trapped.

The enemy's hole cards are out. Next, of course, is harvest time.

The Red Knight could clearly see nearly a hundred heavily armed skull-crushing ogres with disgusting maces swarming out of the camp. They leapt into the pit, ready to kill any human they could see.

The five-meter-tall mountain troll picks up the rough wood that one person hugs together and strikes at the immobile steel golem.

At this time, the real enemy appears at the same time.

Kobold!

Countless kobolds emerge from the bottom of the pit, brandishing short, ridiculous weapons and barking like puppies, attacking humans.

These clowns in general, often less than a meter tall ridiculous creatures, in their usual state. An adult human militia can fight at least three or four without panting. However, in this state, it is the kobold who is teasing and harvesting the heads of human soldiers one after another.

After a cursory count, tens of thousands of kobolds appeared.

It wasn't long before all the human soldiers who were still able to move near the bottom of the pit were slaughtered by kobolds and skull-crushing ogres.

Looking at this scene, the Red Knight completely understood!

The enemy did not scatter in two places like a target waiting for death, waiting for the pioneer legions to defeat them one by one.

There should be a strong mastermind behind the scenes, who will pioneer the legion...... No, he brought all of Raven's enemies together and launched the most powerful ambush against Raven.

Among them is Kurtumak, the kobold god!

And only him. Only then can the cowardly and evil kobold be ordered to unleash such a huge manpower to dig such a huge pit in the ground here in advance.

Come to think of it, if you lose the entire Pioneer Legion here, at least Raven's reputation will plummet. This is for Raven, who is aiming for the floating island. Definitely a fatal blow!

"What should I do!? What can I do? The Red Knight bit hard at her bright pink nails. For a moment, she thought of descending the incarnation. Only in this way can we maximize the disadvantage.

Suddenly, the Holy Spirit beside her reminded her, "God! Something is not right, and there is no loss of our people. ”

"Huh!?" The Red Knight woke up.

No wonder something is wrong, I patronize and watch the projection. Unexpectedly, he forgot that the number of spiritual connections of the Red Divine Guard and other descendant troops had not decreased in the slightest.

This is......

If there is anyone else in the entire multiverse in the world of Ultron who can make such a realistic, large-scale, sound, feeling, and image phantage, then there is only one answer - the phantom goddess Leila.

The only people who really stepped into the trap were the Iron Golem Legion and the mercenary force of less than a thousand people, yes, it was a certain Tristan family private regiment that was specially brought in to trap Raven for revenge.

The rest, all of them are phantoms of Leila.

In order to keep it a secret, according to Raven's orders, Leila even hid from the Red Knight and Shanny.

In order to draw out the army of Kurtumaki, the kobold god!

Leila, who was still a misty female figure, waved her fist happily: "See! This is the miracle of my Phantasm Goddess! ”

In the pit, the corpses made of phantoms vanished in an instant, and their low intelligence made it impossible for kobolds and skull-crushing ogres to comprehend what was going on. Naturally, they focused their attention on Ensko Tristan's private regiment, which was still resisting.

"Brute! See clearly, we are our own people! Ensco shouted as he called for his remaining men to put on their intended armbands.

Sure enough, the mysterious aura above made the kobolds and skull-crushing ogres stop attacking them.

"What are you still doing! Attack! All the enemies down there! Didn't you see them having afternoon tea with the ogre? With a big wave of her hand, Karin began to fulfill her duties as interim manager.

No one is stupid, and the resentment of being betrayed by the sight of his enemies mixed well with his unreliable mercenary brothers drives every soldier to attack with all his strength.

Rushing to the side of the pit, the recruits of the Pioneer Regiment each had a crossbow in their hands, and they didn't even need to aim, and shot at a crowded place.

It takes at least a few months to train a qualified archer.

It only takes a few days to train a less-than-qualified crossbowman.

As long as you learn to pull the bowstring with your feet, put down the crossbow arrows, press the trigger, and shoot at crowded places, no matter how stupid you are, it will form a rain of arrows.

Not to mention the fact that it is now in a condescending state of suppressed shooting.

Silphie, the queen of the shadow beemen on the horizon, rushed to kill her people and helped the Tempest Arrow Regiment kill the more powerful skull-crushing ogre.

For a while, the guy at the bottom of the pit was shot and howled. The cowardly instinct of kobolds drove them to retreat.

Another accident happened.

In the narrow passage dug by the kobolds, they find themselves blocked by a group of heavily armed gnome warriors from nowhere.

There is no way to go up to heaven and no door to go down to earth.

It is the truest portrayal of the kobold coalition.

The combined forces of humans and gnomes slaughter every enemy in sight.

Ahead, the mountain troll, who was originally only at level 60, unleashed an undeserved transformation. The huge body began to emit a fiery breath of hellish flames. The mountain troll, who had been strengthened by the power of the devil, instantly soared to level 75.

If this was really just a batch of original steel golems, and they were dismantled, Raven would surely die of heartache.

Don't forget, there's Terry, the legendary Mithril Golem, inside!

The spinning Mithril greatsword easily sliced a club-wielding mountain troll into several pieces, and the massive fragments of the collapsed body were kicked away by Terry, knocking over two more mountain trolls. With a backhand that easily splits a throwing boulder that smashes at him, Terry displays an incredibly quick reaction speed that is completely different from his appearance.

Finally, it was finally hit once, and its rough steel shell was smashed open by the rubble, and it was displayed in front of the demonized mountain troll, which was a body like a military god reflecting the color of the sea and the sky.

The standard of textbook-like sword skills is demonstrated on a seemingly bulky blue metal body, but it looks extremely gorgeous. The ancients had swordsmen who added the beauty of courage to the sword dance, and at this time, it seems to be the same.

"Impossible!" Ensko, who had been hit by several arrows, stared blankly at the gorgeous, huge steel figure on the pit.

He was tempted to deny his eyes.

I don't want to admit it, but I have to admit it. The azure golem contained the soul of his uncle, Count Tristan.

Uncle's swordsmanship, even at the end of the world, he knows it!

"Uhh

The head with the magic arrow exploded into a rotten watermelon in the next second.

"Phew! What Lao Tzu hates most is a traitor! In the distance, Randall, the leader of the Tempest Arrows, put away his bow. (To be continued.) )