The gargoyle under the open sky has a very strong ability to "harass", and in a war of more than 100 people, its role is not to "kill", but to have an impact on the "morale" of the entire army.

The most important thing on the battlefield in the era of cold weapons is not the formation and equipment, but the "morale" of the soldiers - when all soldiers are afraid of the attack from the overhead, they can no longer pay attention to the enemy in front of them, so that the will will will is only a matter of time, and defeat is inevitable.

Roddy knew this so well that he and Nata used bows and arrows to introduce the gargoyles into the jungle, so that the cavalry could face the enemy with the highest fighting spirit without worrying about the threat from the sky.

But Roddy would never have imagined that his plan would be so secret: the gargoyle chasing Nata would turn out to be an "accident" in the plan...

Fishing nets and dense forests put gargoyles at a disadvantage – like a ship sailing into a mine-filled sea, the farther they go, the greater the risk of "stepping on a mine".

However, three minutes after the start of the battle, the gargoyle chasing Nata did not fall, but quickly adapted to the rhythm of flying in the jungle and threatened Nata several times!

The reason for this is that its individual is smaller than the other three companions, so it is more agile and flies faster... It may have been just a "defective product" in poor condition, but at this time, it brought an unprecedented threat to Nata!

Nata had already followed Roddy's instructions to run through the predetermined area of the woods, but the gargoyle that followed behind had never fallen, but had attacked more and more violently.

She tried to fight back, but even though the arrow hit the opponent, she couldn't break through the tough petrified skin...

This result makes Nata unusually passive. And when the gargoyle swept over her head again, her short bow hung on the trunk of a tree because of the violent, and she had to abandon it.

Everything was getting worse and worse, but by this time the cavalry was already in position in the distance, and no one could help her.

Although Roddy was close, he was unaware of her predicament.

The "forest" is the "home field" for Roddy, so his posture is unusually laid-back. The Frost Thorn shoots out arrows one after another, and although the hit rate is not high, Roddy is actually leading the gargoyle's path in this way...

The two gargoyles were no match for Roddy, and within two minutes they all hit the fishing nets and landed on the ground with a "crackle".

Compared with the battle of life and death in Parr Town, Roddy's battle this time was completely "bloodless". He took a short bow and hummed a little song to the dying gargoyle, picked up his scimitar and slashed it down like a wheat harvester...

When the mending was over, Roddy noticed Nata's embarrassment, and he frowned and looked at it, and then quickly noticed the strangeness of the last gargoyle.

The bow was raised, and the bursting arrow was pointed at the gargoyle for a moment, but Roddy thought about it, but slowly released the bowstring.

After a few steps, he picked up Akasha's lost short bow, and began to "dash" and "leap" to catch up with Nata, reaching out and throwing the bow in her path—

"Where's your archery skills?!"

Nata was startled by Roddy's shout, and she instinctively caught the short bow, but she almost tripped over a short piece of wood under her feet and fell to the ground...

"What are you thinking? You can't kill the enemy by running away!"

The gargoyle whizzed over Roddy's head, but he ignored it and continued to shout at Nata.

Nata thought that Roddy would help, but when she heard these two words, she suddenly understood something while holding the short bow, and her originally tired and flustered expression gradually returned to calm...

Adjusting her breathing and adjusting her footsteps, Nata seized the opportunity to turn around and make a counterattack stance, and after shooting three arrows in a row, she dodged the gargoyle's attack by a fraction of a millimeter in the fallen leaves swept up by the wind!

The dangerous scene happened in front of him, and Roddy, who was standing not far away, still did not move.

Nata's arrow was bounced off the gargoyle's skin again, and although the attack was ineffective, Nata, who had calmed down, noticed that the other party's flight direction was indeed wrong at that moment...

This conclusion made her heart suddenly rise with a strong fighting spirit, so Nata, who had regained her short bow, went from one extreme to the other... From an absolute passive escape to an absolute active attack, the arrows of the quiver poured out almost all of them, and the difficult gargoyle finally hit the net and fell to the ground due to a flight error!

"Phew!"

Looking at the broken corpse in front of her, Nata's eternally indifferent face suddenly became a little more indescribable - her eyes turned to Roddy, her forever pursed lips opened slightly, but before the words of thanks could be spoken, Roddy raised his hand and threw her a quiver full of arrows, turned over and rode the horse.

"This is not the end, the battle has just begun. ”

Three kilometers away, the catacombs.

"Summon so many puppets... Looks like you're in a lot of trouble. ”

Magda's voice echoed through the tomb, cold and condescending.

"My lord, there are some people who don't have long eyes who want to challenge the authority of Kieg Town, and Viscount Tranca's troops are not enough to solve these problems, so I choose to help..."

Ansadin replied with a deferential gesture.

Knowing that his body would be repaired, Magda had no patience to continue to stay on the third floor of the underground floor, and he was holding the only remaining hand behind his back at this time, his eyes swept over Ansardine's body, and then he stopped on the shining magic circle: "Blind guy, can you use so many puppets, human battles... Has it been raised to the level of war?"

Ansatine lowered his head, trying to hide his expression, and whispered back, "Just to make sure no one knows what I'm doing, my lord." ”

Magda was noncommittal, wandering through the stone chamber for a moment, and said, "My bow hasn't been found?"

"Your Lord, your bow... According to the investigation, it must have been taken by the guy named Roddy-"

Ansadine's answer made Magda's right hand suddenly clench into a fist, and there was a sound of bone joints rubbing, but in the end he didn't continue to say anything... Obviously, this is already an unforgettable shame for the "witherers".

"But in order to restore your combat strength as soon as possible, I specially found this bow..."

Doing a full set of plays, An Tuhao didn't care about losing some treasures so that Magda would continue to be kept in the dark, so he respectfully reached out and took out a bone bow from the cabinet, and held it in front of Magda with both hands.

The Blightcaster didn't look at Ansardine, reached out and picked up the bone bow, shook it, and then put it back.

"It's so far off. ”

"It's just... Just a temporary replacement, my lord. ”

Under Magda's usual arrogant posture, Ansadin tried to accompany the smiling face, but in his heart he had already turned out Magda's family tree and scolded him.

He wanted to say something, but the magic crystal that suddenly cracked on the puppet circle made the two of them turn their heads at the same time.

"Click. ”

After a clear cracking sound, a magic crystal on the edge of the circle suddenly lost its original bright luster, Ansardin narrowed his eyes, and was about to say something, but heard Magda sneer on the side: "It seems that your puppet is really useless, even humans can't beat it?"

Ansardine tried to laugh, but there were waves in his heart: the magic crystal represented no other puppet, but one of the four gargoyles!

It stands to reason that the gargoyle is definitely the puppet with the highest survival rate, how could it be the first to be destroyed?

Magda stood beside the circle with great interest and continued to ask, "Who is here?

"It's... It's a private soldier, my lord. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there were two "clicks", and two more magic crystals in the circle shattered-Ansadine's face became more and more ugly: it was still a gargoyle!

Magda on the side didn't know that this was a gargoyle, but shrugged his remaining shoulders and said, "Do you want me to tell Your Majesty Augustine about this?" ”

This is actually the consensus of the undead: the weakest puppet is stronger than ordinary soldiers, even if it is a "soil puppet" with weak overall strength, it is not empty talk to be ten against human soldiers.

Ansadine's eyebrows trembled slightly—it was impossible not to be angry at such a sneer, but this apothecary was quite deep, and he just tried to squeeze out a smile and said, "This is the expected loss... After all, the enemy's strength is stronger than expected, but in the future, there will definitely not be a similar situation-"

Before he could finish speaking, another magic crystal cracked as if mocking, not giving Ansadin the slightest face.

At this point, all four gargoyles were destroyed.

Ansatine felt a little uneasy in his heart - there were only nine people on the other side, how could he possibly kill four gargoyles?

It is also thanks to the fact that the undead will not sweat, otherwise he would definitely raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead at this time.

For the next two minutes, Ansatin held his breath as he stared at the circle in front of him, his fingers clenched slightly, his heart very nervous - but to his relief, there was no trace of the remaining magic crystals about to shatter.

It's just an accident, and there are thirty puppets... No matter how strong the nine people on the opposite side are, they will inevitably be directly crushed.

"Looks like the battle is over?"

Magda is an amateur in necromancy, and he has come to this conclusion judging from the time, and the first few words of ridicule are ridicule, but he is really not stupid enough to hope that the puppet will lose.

"Your Excellency is clever, it's just a bunch of clowns, not enough to worry about. ”

Ansatin looked up and smiled, the uneasiness in his heart slowly dissipating - he didn't know why he was so nervous... It is estimated that it will not be long before the iron golem can be seen carrying Roddy's head in front of him.

Oh, I'll have to take a good look at Magda's expression... Not being able to kill Roddy herself was definitely worse for Magda than losing her bow and arrows.

If he is held responsible, he will push Tranca, only saying that he is purely helping, and this thing will definitely have no reason to be angry with himself...

Ansatin fantasized about the aftermath of the incident, laughed unconsciously, and then hurriedly "coughed" to hide his inner plan, but just as he was about to walk out of the tomb and wait outside for the puppet to return, the sound behind him made his original smug expression completely freeze.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

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