To be honest, Luo Ming definitely does not lack any combat experience in fighting alone, whether it is one-on-one heads-up, or the kind of battle of "I want to fight ten" to abuse a large group of miscellaneous soldiers with his own strength, he can do it easily.

But manpower is sometimes poor, and if he is only addicted to working alone, sooner or later he will encounter insurmountable obstacles.

No matter how powerful the sword master is, it is difficult to even escape against a hundred elite soldiers, and if he doesn't escape, he will be even more dead, and the elite soldiers will lose twenty or thirty people at best.

Even if they become great swordsmen, and even legendary powerhouses, they also have elite armies that are used to deal with them, as well as legion magic, war spells, and other tricks.

In short, a lone hero has no future.

Therefore, he will give orders here, let his thirty men cooperate to kill the enemy, and he is just doing some deterrent and firefighting team work, instead of rushing forward directly and using the power of the sword master to launch a counter-charge to destroy the gnoll attack head-on.

Although the principality is still peaceful, Luo Ming knows that if he wants to rise, he will definitely have to fight all kinds of battles in the future.

It is impossible to win every battle by relying only on one's own strength, and it is definitely necessary to lead an army to confront the opposing army, and at this time there is a requirement for one's own command ability.

Now it is Luo Ming's first practice of commanding a battle, and it seems that the effect is not bad.

And Granty took his place and ran to the front line to charge.

"Hey!"

She took advantage of the gnolls' busy charging and attacking, and struck them in one fell swoop.

The heavy glorious fighting spirit is wrapped around the sword body, this sword itself is a well-deserved sword, and now with the blessing of fighting energy, it is even more powerful.

Against these lightly armored or even unarmored enemies, it is a complete slaughter!

Hardly any moves, she just slashed with her sword, slashed again, slashed again, and then turned around, a spiral slash!

It's simple and crude, but it's very effective. For a while, blood splattered everywhere, and stumps and severed arms flew everywhere.

Taking advantage of the fact that Granty's assault attracted the attention of many gnolls, the spearmen regrouped and stood tight, and the spears became a dense row again.

"One, two, stabbing ——!"

With the sound of Luo Ming's slogan, they marched forward in orderly steps, and then stabbed their spears together.

Another row of gnolls fell in front of the spears, and the swordsmen stepped forward again, forcing the gnolls back who were about to attack the spearmen.

This formation is very crude, but no matter how rough it is, it is also a formation, facing the gnolls, then there is no doubt that civilization crushes barbarism.

At this moment, there are more than thirty casualties among the jackals, and there are only more than one hundred and ten of them in total, which is already a huge damage.

Watching their companions bleed and fall one by one, it was difficult for the jackals to stay sane.

Although they could fight to the death with the courage of a momentary blood, when the spearmen lined up their spears again, many gnolls subconsciously avoided the range of the spears.

Even some of the gnolls were still some distance away from the spear, and they had already turned their heads and retreated.

This was a great opportunity, and Luo Ming saw this moment and threw the fireball in his hand.

Sharp-eyed people can see that this time the speed of the fireball seems to be much slower, like a balloon blown by the wind, and it seems that even a cripple can avoid its bombardment.

However, the gnolls don't have the time to think about this, because the fireball is slower and closer, it puts more psychological pressure on them.

I don't know which gnoll started crying first and which gnoll was the first to drop his weapon and run away. But all in all, their formation, their sanity, has begun to crumble.

"Don't mess around, don't charge, stand still and move slowly!"

Luo Ming withdrew the fireball back into his hand, and immediately stopped his men from trying to pursue, and told them to continue walking forward with the most neat pace possible.

A row of bright spearheads and long swords slowly approached with a drum-like pace, which in itself was a very great psychological pressure.

With each step, it was like a small hammer hitting each other's hearts, making them breathe quickly and their minds dizzy.

Lockin had read in the history of the war that during the American Revolution, militiamen who had been trained for a period of time were almost crushed at the touch of a button in front of the British army, which raised its bayonets and slowly advanced to the beat of the drum.

Half of the soldiers fled before the enemy even arrived, even if they had nowhere to flee - the British had cavalry that could cut down most of the routed troops on the way out.

So this kind of steady and steady is actually a very good way.

But if Luo Ming's side dispersed and rushed to pursue, it was likely that there would be many unnecessary casualties.

Defeat the enemy, then begin to run in pursuit, capturing prisoners and killing the defeated soldiers all over the mountains...... It was all a matter of field warfare, and the defeated side could keep running away, so it didn't have the courage to reflexively fight.

And now the gnolls are trapped in this valley, and behind them is their home, there is nowhere to escape, and they must not escape, and if they are forced to hurry, they will turn around and fight desperately.

But if you push the frogs slowly at the pace of boiling them in warm water, their courage will be lost little by little.

Seizing the opportunity of the rout of the jackals, Luo Ming's men, although their pace was slower, they also took ten steps before they encountered decent resistance,

But by this time, there were already gnolls hiding in their caves, and some were trying to bypass the spear team - not to raid from behind, but to just get past them and run away, but in the end they also died halfway through.

At this time, Luo Ming also walked out of the array, went to the first row, and stood with Granty.

At this last step, although there are many rout cowards among the gnolls, there are also some elites who have not been ruptured, they are brave and tenacious, and they are determined to die, and if they are not careful, they may pull Luo Ming's men to their backs.

Even if the soldiers were to take action, it would not help Luo Ming to accumulate command experience - it was nothing more than killing everyone who saw it.

At this time, he and Granty, the two swordsmen, will join forces to settle all the dust, which can effectively reduce the casualty problem.

The two of them flashed with a fighting spirit, like two armored vehicles, crushed from both sides into the array of gnolls who wanted to make a final fight.

There were more than thirty people in this final array, and although they did not collapse quickly, they were also dizzy and chaotic by this blow.

There was no need for Luo Ming's command at this time, and the spearmen spontaneously took three steps forward and stabbed out the spears in their hands again.

And Luo Ming's disciples also wielded long swords, harvesting the lives of the gnolls who were lucky not to be directly stabbed to death by the spear.

The blood of the jackals is about to be shed.