Chapter Seventy-One: The Fourth Round

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[The fourth round of tower defense battles is about to begin. 怑

As they busied themselves collecting the barbarian bones, two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Yun Qi could only stop asking questions.

If you want to ask, you have to wait until the battle is over, and then ask in detail.

This round of battles is different from the previous ones.

The system also triggered the task.

[Branch Mission: Destroy the Tribal Miscellaneous Army, get 1 point for every 10 people you kill.] This reward is valid for this round only. 怑

After watching this mission, the reincarnators looked at each other.

Instead of making them happy, the extra bonus points made it tricky for them.

Before, such as the strong barbarian warriors, they did not give any extra point rewards, which can only show that the enemy this time is so strong that the main god feels that if he doesn't give some extra rewards, he is sorry for the reincarnation.

That's not good news!

You know, the last barbarian warrior was thanks to the Spartan warriors.

Now, with the difficulty increasing again, many reincarnators are nervous.

However, what is surprising is that when the enemy appears in front of him, it is not what he imagined.

A group of people dressed in colorful clothes and disorganized, no matter how you look at it, you can't attribute them to the army.

It's simply a coalition of dozens of different tribes.

Their only advantage is their large numbers.

As far as the eye can see, the entire mountain range where soldiers can be accommodated is occupied by these tribal warriors.

Not to mention the reincarnation, even the Spartans could not believe their eyes.

Even the Spartans, who had limited perception, could see that the army in front of them was more like a loose tribal alliance.

Such an army, no matter how numerous it is, will not be able to do much damage to the allied Greek forces that occupy narrow checkpoints.

Sandru asked Yun Qi on the side: "What do you see?" ā€

Yun Qi had already used insight into the miscellaneous army in front of him, and found that the attributes of this group of people were ridiculously low.

If it is said that the shield strikers in the first battle are the bottom of the second-order soldiers, then the group of tribal alliances in front of them has not even stepped into the threshold of the second-order soldiers.

"What? It's just a first-order soldier! Sandru couldn't believe his ears.

He originally thought that the Persian commander was clever and deliberately disguised these troops as loose and backward tribal soldiers to paralyze them, and then in the chaos, he took the opportunity to lose his disguise and transform into a murderous third-order soldier, taking them by surprise.

It's not just Sandru who thinks so, but others have concerns about it.

Yun Qi's insight, Sandru still knows a thing or two, and after listening to Yun Qi's story, Sandru is even more suspicious.

"Want to be confirmed? It's simple, don't you have a newly acquired brute warrior? Why not take it out and give it a try. Yun Qi said.

Sandru smiled bitterly: "It's just four, it's not enough to take it out and stuff their teeth." ā€

Even if the other side is really a first-order warrior, the four brute bone warriors are just sent to death.

This is Sandru's newly acquired force, how can it be used as cannon fodder casually?

Yun Qi smiled, "What about the messenger's whip I lent you?" You can't keep it hidden, right? ā€

In a word, reminded Sandru.

Yes, ever since he got the Messenger's Whip, Sandru has taken advantage of the end of every major battle to dance the Messenger's Whip against the dead enemy corpses, constantly creating skeleton soldiers.

It's just that from the first battle of tower defense, the enemy's combat power is really outrageously high, and the number of skeleton soldiers continues to increase, but when you take it out, you really can't even be cannon fodder.

Now for Sandru, it's an opportunity.

He did not hesitate any longer, and quickly stroked his hand over the coat of arms.

The skull's coat of arms shone brightly, and a blue light burst out of the coat of arms and landed in front of Sandru's eyes.

Then, under the surprised gaze of everyone, nearly a hundred skeleton soldiers gathered at the forefront of the battle array.

Sandru pointed at the rushing enemy: "Kill them." ā€

The skeletal soldier opened and closed his mouth with a click, as if screaming and charging.

The low-level undead who have lost their vocal organs have a bit of the momentum of soldiers.

Sandru's plan was simple, let his four elite undead hide among nearly a hundred skeletons, taking advantage of the opportunity to create chaos and test the true combat strength of the enemy army.

The Brute Warrior is like a litmus test, and it is easy to use the authenticity of the enemy's combat power.

I believe that those tribal soldiers, when they are alive and dead, will not still be disguised.

Before the official battle, Yun Qi's brows furrowed.

Sandru was still very concerned about his four new helpers, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" Do you see something? ā€

Yun Qi: "The tribal soldiers are disorganized, not like an elite army. ā€

Sandru didn't really care: "These people come from different tribes, and they can't be as orderly as the barbarian warriors. Maybe they're strong in their individual combat power. ā€

This is not without reason.

The battle that ensued took everyone by surprise.

The tribal warriors looked menacing, but when they rushed closer and saw the enemy they were about to face, their faces were as white as earth.

It was the first time they had seen something as terrifying as a skeleton, like a living person, raising their worn weapons and rushing at them.

Before they could fight, the morale of these tribal warriors was demoralized.

Even if they can't stop, or even if they want to, they can't.

Because the army behind him was still under the loud horn, rushing to kill.

The only result of retreating is to be trampled to death by your own people.

These soldiers, how can they seem to be elite soldiers, they are simply a group of rabble.

After nearly a hundred skeleton soldiers officially fought with them, these tribal soldiers even more exposed their lack of fighting spirit and combat power.

The reincarnators and the Spartan warriors couldn't believe their eyes.

Nearly a hundred low-level undead, fighting with the enemies of the fourth round, were even up and down for a while.

This is good, without the need for brute warriors to come out, they can test the strength of their first-order warriors.

"Yunqi, they won't deliberately let the miscellaneous soldiers rush to the front to paralyze us, right?" Sandru did not believe that the enemy would suddenly weaken.

Don't say that Sandru doesn't believe it, even Yunqi himself doesn't believe it.

The so-called tower defense guard battle, the enemy's attack will only get stronger and stronger, and I have never heard of it, which will make low-level soldiers mixed in the middle round.

At this moment, the first thought that came to the minds of the people in the guardian array was not to rush to the past, but to make them suspect even more that the enemy in front of them was inferior, but a trap, a trap that lured them to make mistakes.

At this time, the brute bone warrior who was in the low-level undead met an opponent.

A mini-boss that looks like a chieftain.

Whether it is a trap or not depends on the strength of this little chief.

"Hope you don't let me down." Sandru muttered silently in his heart, but he didn't know what he meant. (To be continued.) )