"Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound of gunfire exploded in the cave, and in an instant, even the stalactites on the top of the cave were shaken off a layer of powder! Barrett, who wasn't far away, even smelled something burning!

The black projectiles that flew out squeezed the air in front of them, and then completely pierced with a "poof" - this time the dark elf team that came to harass them had no time to dodge the ambush circle set up for them after completing the shot.

The jet-black muzzle and the murderous aura that spewed out were still small, sweeping in, surging and noisy at the same time. It seems to completely dispel all vitality, and then turn into a dead silence where everything withers!

The Mithril helmet of one of the dark elves flickered, but even the enchanted artifact couldn't save his life - his head exploded with a very simple "snap"!

The thick blood and milky white brains spread out in an instant, and then stained the gray-black ground with extra color. However, when combined with the headless corpse that slowly slipped off the lizard's back, it was only extremely poignant to look at.

Although it is like this, a shot that pierces Yang in a hundred steps is a minority after all. But there is not a single dark elf who has suffered a lot because of this. The other black skin only felt a numbness in his chest, and then a huge force came. At this time, he was about to grasp the reins and steer the monitor lizard under his crotch to turn around. As a result, the body on the side involuntarily began to move sideways, and was immediately lifted off the mount.

And the monitor lizard only felt a tremendous force coming from his forelimbs, and then the sharp pain. This caused the well-trained scavenger to hissed in pain, and then took a step and ran desperately—dragging the dark elf that had fallen to the ground with an incessant 'clanging' sound.

The remaining black-skinned assailants were not as miserable as these two. But it has come at a cost. This caused them to retreat this time. The joy of returning from victory has long been gone. Now they can be said to have fled from the wilderness. And the escort team, who had fought a beautiful counterattack, let out bursts of cheers at this moment - the depression caused by the constant harassment was obviously swept away at this moment.

Barrett then saw a dwarf with a fur hat tumbling out of the carriage he was lying in. The dwarf with a long-poleed musket has a pair of spherical lenses held in place by a belt around his eyes. The lenses retract and retract as much as a smart DSLR camera can be used by the wearer - their owner is the marksman who previously shot the Dark Elf in the head.

Expertly crafted muskets and high-grade sniper goggles allow the sniper to accurately deliver his bullets into the blackskin's vital points. The Adamantite Warhead of the Divine Breaker (Dark Elf) ignores the layers of defense possessed by the Black Skin, while also ensuring that it can kill in one hit after hitting the vital point.

It can be said that in order to successfully counterattack this time, the escort team used a lot of hidden hole cards before. The result, however, was satisfactory - there was enough loot on the carcass that the blackskins had too late to snatch to make up for the wear and tear it had spent.

"Now those black skins shouldn't play this kind of harassment tactic anymore!" Claudia. Auditore looked at the headless corpse and asked with no certainty.

Barrett shook his head: "Although this time while those black skins are defenseless. Let them suffer a big loss. But it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to get rid of their harassment from now on. Of course, with the lesson of this time, those black skins will definitely not dare to be as arrogant as before. They become more cautious when attacking, and the frequency decreases as a result. ”

However, in order to be able to complete this counterattack, both the escort and the later caravan paid a lot of price. Because in order to achieve the effect of a sudden blow, it is necessary to make those black skins think that the team has no plan to fight back against their tactics.

For this, everyone endured the harassment of the black skins for several days. This caused a lot of casualties, and it also affected the morale of the team. However, it was precisely because of this performance at this time that the arrogance of those dark elves was fueled. They were becoming less vigilant, harassing them closer to the camp, and stealth before raids were becoming more sloppy - allowing the dwarves and gnomes to prepare in advance. Countered a small ambush for them.

"But this can't happen again! After this lesson, those black skins should have understood the caravan's capabilities in this regard. Rielly touched her chin and frowned. So their next move should be to become cautious again, and it will be even more difficult to get them away at that time. ”

Hearing this, Barrett stepped forward and patted the mage on the shoulder: "What's the matter, our task is to ensure that these supplies reach the forward fortress safely, not to clean up those damn black skins." As long as we can reduce the impact of those black skins on the caravan, we can ensure that we can reach it smoothly. The rest, of course, is someone else to deal with. ”

What happened next went exactly as the caravan leaders had envisioned. After this loss, the blackskins seemed to have become frightened - they harassed the caravan much less often, and the distance from the escort was wider. In this way, the impact on the entire trip was greatly reduced, and the tactical purpose of the previous ambush had been achieved.

A few days later, the player will see the Transit Station farthest from the surface, and the last respite point before advancing to the Fortress. The condition of this fortress was even worse than that of the previous Second Transit Station, which was a mere smoky wall, and the top floor of the Arrow Tower had been blown down. Those makeshift ebony building buckets were even more tattered at this time, as if they would fall apart at any time.

Once inside the city, players immediately notice that the situation is even worse. A hearth in the middle of the small square was now extinguished, but Barrett could tell from the ashes around it that it had been 'brilliant'. And the longer this furnace burns, the more dead this relay station has in the previous battle with the dark elves - it is a furnace.

Casualties caused by war. It is bound to bring a large number of corpses. And if those corpses are not disposed of. It's not just that it demoralizes the residents who are still alive. Over time, there is a risk of causing a plague. Although in this world with supernatural powers, there are many ways to deal with the plague. But that kind of attrition is what all the defenders don't want to see - they have to keep more spells for healing the wounded and dealing with the next attack of the Dark Elves.

Although the area of the transfer station is not small, there is not much open space after excluding various facilities. This is why burying the corpses is difficult to choose for the defenders. And even if there is enough space, there is not much soil on the ground in the dark area. The feet of living creatures are often made of hard natural stone slabs - which makes it easy to build, but it also makes it extremely difficult to bury.

So if you don't want to dump the corpses outside the city, cremation becomes the best option - who knows if the black skins will be thrown back into the city as ammunition. If that happens, the morale of the transit station, which is not too high, is in danger of collapsing in an instant.

"Hey! The current situation seems to be very serious! I don't know when we get back. What would it be like here? At this point, Barrett turned his gaze to the dwarven warriors in the group, "Looks like our choice may have been a mistake this time. At the beginning, I would rather be more troublesome and do more pre-tasks, rather than go underground with the team! ”

"Barrett, do you need to sigh like that? It's a big deal to fight with those black skins, at most it's just a resurrection stone. "Clematis who said this. Bot also reached out and waved the mace he was holding.

Barrett, who looked back, smiled: "I'm not sighing, I'm just expressing some emotion from the perspective of the aborigines." Now it is only hoped that the advance fortress will contain more Dark Elf movements, and at the same time, it will be able to hold out until the reinforcements that have been excluded from the Norhan Kingdom arrive. ”

"That's the best goal! At best, I hope that the forward fortress doesn't fall before we leave. When we're gone, it doesn't matter what it likes. Rielly said as she touched her pocket, "Looks like I'm going to have to transcribe more magic that ignores spell resistance." The magic resistance of those black skins is too high. The vast majority of spells struggle to get the effect they should. ”

"The arcane ocean is so vast, there's always a way to deal with those guys." At this point, Barrett paused. "It seems that after learning the fireball technique, Rielly suddenly embarked on the brainless bombardment stream! How can you become a qualified Dharma Master in this way! It's better not to become a scumbag when the time comes! Spells such as Greasy Spells, Inferior Orbs, Glitter Dust, Yoo Ma's Acid Arrow, and Steel Restraint are all very useful. If you can't do it, you can give the other party a fear spell! Otherwise, you can add a buff to your allies! ”

While Barrett was babbling about educating the mages in the ranks, all the defenders of the forward fortress, which was about ten days away, waited for a possible attack.

There were no stars in the sky in the dark area, and the dark dome above his head was like a devil, revealing a hideous face. On the top of the fortified tower, the armor of the soldiers was gray in the light of the spire. The colorful flags that fluttered on the surface of the earth bathed in the sun also hung on the flagpole in this windless environment.

The soldiers who were still standing guard in the atrium slapped their faces with their hands from time to time to stay awake. Unlike their peers who stood on high places, these people looked much less mentally minded. Perhaps, in their opinion, even if there is an accident, it is the people on duty on the city wall who first detect the danger - they just need to be on standby at all times.

Beneath the potato-sized glowing crystals in the towers of the fortress, several men in sleeveless robes gathered. Some of them paced back and forth in the dim light, some sat at large log tables, and some leaned against the stone wall. However, it can be seen from the tightly knit brows of these people that the situation in front of them does not seem to be as calm as it seems.

"Why do I always feel restless today!" As he spoke, the middle-aged man who had been dangling back and forth stopped his steps. His facial expression was impossible to see in the dim light. But a kind of irritation could be felt in his words alone.

The man leaning against the wall continued his previous words and said, "I think it's just that you have too much heart!" Ever since those black skins broke through the blockade to the rear some time ago, you've become a little nervous. ”

Because of the light, the other person, who was half of his body hidden in the shadows, directly adjusted his center of gravity and used the strength of his waist and abdomen to change from leaning against the corner of the wall to standing straight. Then the man who slowly showed his full appearance in the darkness suddenly interjected: "I think Alexa is right! My scalp was numb all the time at the beginning, and it was during this period that something was definitely going to happen. It's not going to be the ones who would be damned to attack us today or tomorrow, right? In that case, the guards in the fortress don't know how many dead and wounded."

"It shouldn't be that fast! If they really do anything, it won't be at all unheard! The one who had stopped before said and looked away from the large round table in the room.

The counter-espionage system and measures of this era are not very perfect. Therefore, the march of any army of more than 1,000 people often cannot hide the eyes of those who have a heart. If it is really on the surface, the ranger can move through the movement of grain and grass in nearby strongholds to find out the opponent's main attack direction in advance. At the same time, the number of enemy armies is estimated.

Even in this pitch-black underground, the higher terrain built by the Forward Fortress in the corridor, combined with the towering pillar of early fire, allowed them to spot the approaching dark elves in time. The knight sitting at the table turned his head, and he looked into the distance through the cross-shaped stained window on the exterior wall: "I think I'm more worried about the situation at the transit stations behind me. The number of previous black skin breakthroughs is really a lot, and the pressure is still quite high for those who are not on the second line. The caravan is probably even more annihilated. (To be continued......)

PS: Modify the wording. Thanks to the six great votes of "Mut", "Old Moon on Paper", "Sadness in the Wind", "Half-Sawed Nanmu", "Sik Old Man" and "Turpin".