Chapter 83: The Battle Between Scouts

"There were thirty people on the other side, nearly three times as many as ours. ”

"Every fifteen minutes they send someone back to report the news. ”

"That is, there will be at least four people who will not be in the team at all times. ”

"The rest of the people were divided into three teams and explored in three directions, but they formed a triangle between them, and they were definitely no more than a kilometer away from each other, and if something happened to either side, the other two would immediately know. ”

"Heh, although I'm a rookie, I'm not stupid. ”

"So what, it's not easy to destroy them. ”

"Can't be brute, we don't know how long it will take for the lord to be able to make a good deployment against the enemy, it's best to alarm the enemy as late as possible, in addition, a few of them are not like you and me, if you do it brutely, there will inevitably be casualties, the territory is small, the lord attaches great importance to everyone, if you lose manpower here, even if you kill all those rookies and make meritorious contributions, the lord is probably not happy." ”

"What then?"

"It's still going to start with those guys who deliver the news. ”

Tior's men were still scouting on their own safety, but they didn't expect that a team had been following them.

Compared with their various nervous and cautious appearances, the team was strolling leisurely, walking in a relaxed way, and walking in the blind spot of their vision every time, so that they couldn't find it at all.

They even have time to chat.

By the time the plan was fully confirmed, another ten minutes had passed.

Cahill and another dark elf named Cole broke away from the group and quickly left, while Langli and Hardaway continued to follow the scouts with the lizardmen.

Lizardmen are all archers, and their eyesight is much better than that of ordinary lizardmen, and at this time they have already taken out their short bows and bent their bows and arrows.

The latest production of Victor's blacksmith is a bronze arrowhead, which is a bit heavier than the all-wood one they used before, but more than double the lethality.

It could not be mass-produced for the time being, and so far less than two hundred had been produced, and because they had been sent to the outpost, they were given special care, and each of them was given five arrows.

They are precious to this thing, usually they don't want to use it at all, and they take it out from time to time to wipe it to prevent rust, but this time, under Cahill's order, they did not hesitate to use this arrow for the first time.

Time quickly went back, and another scout left the group and went back to report to the troops, according to the results of observations, there should be about five minutes before one scout returns to the team.

However, five minutes passed, no one returned, and at first no one cared, however, after another few minutes, they finally realized that something was wrong.

"What's going on?

"No, a team of five hundred people, it is impossible to say that something will happen, and besides, with us opening the way in front, what can they encounter?"

"So what's going on now?"

"Wait, if they don't come back in a while, we'll go back. ”

In the end, they were not able to turn their heads either, and just when they began to feel anxious, the man finally appeared, and as soon as he appeared, it was two.

The two men were torn in their clothes and hung with wounds, so they staggered over with each other's arms.

"Are you all right? What's going on?" a few people asked, greeting them.

"Enemy ...... Enemy attack, we are attacked!" replied one of the two in a hoarse voice.

"What! send a signal!" the crowd was startled, and two of them immediately stopped, picked something from their waists, and put it to their mouths.

At the same time......

"Shoot the arrows!" Lang Li and Hardaway, who had led people to ambush early, also gave the order to attack at this time.

Eight lizardmen plus the two of them, ten bows and ten arrows, shot out violently!

"Be careful!" there was a low cry from the other side, and the group immediately responded, because of the warning of the two people, they were already on alert, and they were not caught off guard in the face of the flying arrows.

However, what they didn't expect was that the main force of the opponent's attack was not those bows and arrows in the first place.

Just as the arrow raid attracted their attention, the two who were holding each other and almost incapacitated suddenly moved!

This movement reached extreme speed, and it jumped past the back of those people, and in the blink of an eye, it was behind the two guys with special bone whistles who were ready to contact the others!

The bone whistle had reached their mouths, but it was not able to blow in the end, because the short blade had already cut their trachea first!

Those two are, of course, Cahill and Cole!

With the strength of the two of them, it was easy to intercept and kill the other party's lone person, and even the scars on their bodies were not caused by the other party, but forged by themselves.

killed the two of them in one blow, and took over the bone whistle that fell from the other party's hand, and the two quickly turned their heads.

Here, the second wave of rapid fire has arrived, and someone in the group is finally injured, seeing that his side is suppressed, the leader can't help but be in a hurry, and turns his head to urge: "You guys ...... quickly"

He didn't finish his sentence, for Cahill's blade had already grazed through his neck.

Just like what Lang Li said, with their strength, it is not difficult to kill these people, the difficulty is how to make them have no chance to send a signal.

It is impossible for a scout team to be without the means to be able to urgently notify its own troops!

Just after Cahill and Cole each killed one more, Langli and Hardaway couldn't help but rush out.

Lured by such a ruse, coupled with the already huge disparity in strength between the two sides, the skirmish ended in a complete victory for Cahill's side.

"It's what they use to communicate with each other. Cahill played with the two bone whistles and said to a few of his companions who were searching for bodies, these were habits that had been cultivated in the harsh environment of the previous life.

"It seems that the things that are in contact with the troops are in the hands of the other two teams, okay, stop searching, move quickly, they change positions every twenty minutes, and we have twelve minutes to destroy them all!" Cahill said, but he couldn't help but pick up the scimitar in the hand of a corpse and stick it in his waist.

"Cole, you are the hardest of our few hands, you suffer a loss, there should be three more people on the road, you go to clean up, and by the way, monitor the situation of the enemy troops. Cahill turned to Cole again.

"My brother, what do you say about suffering or not suffering. Cole waved his hand and smiled, turning his head to speed up and plunge into the darkness in the distance.

"Alright, let's go, eleven minutes left. Cahill took the lead and led the rest in the other direction.