75. Easter's team

In front of Gronny's eyes, these ordinary militiamen with low martial arts skills and poor physical fitness were discharged into a formation that looked simple, but had excellent results. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the front row, there are strong men armed with heavy wooden spears. More often than not, they are wielding weapons that are more than three meters long in their hands. These wooden spears rarely hit their targets, but they were enough for cultists to dodge. Because these weapons are heavy enough, it is difficult not to be knocked down as long as they hit.

To leave enough room to wield their weapons, these strong men all have a distance of four to five meters between them, and this distance is filled by spearmen who use spears about two meters in length. These spearmen are the ones who choose to be light and fierce. They would always lunge forward and stab the cultists who had not yet established themselves when they dodged the heavy wooden spears. Between every two heavy spearmen stood three spearmen, which also meant that a single cultist would always have to face three spear attacks.

Because it is nothing more than a wooden spear with a roasted tip, the spearman is not very lethal, but this wooden spear can provide enough stopping effect. This also provides the best opportunity for the big stickers in the second row to attack. As soon as the cultist is hit by the spear and there is a pause, the stickers will raise the heavy wooden stick in their hands, rush to the front and slam the head of the cultist who was stabbed by the spear. This arrangement was originally due to Easter's consideration of the lack of damage from the wooden spear, and the result was a mistake, dealing a fatal blow to these madmen who were not afraid of pain. Not to mention the fact that behind the stickers in the second row, there were also a large number of spear-throwers. These spearmen are organized into small groups, and they concentrate on attacking approaching enemies, and as the team progresses, they constantly pick up the thrown spears from the ground.

Next up are the slingers. This primitive weapon is also good against cultists without armor. Coupled with the fact that many Coronians who live by grazing are good at throwing stones, this makes many cultists directly bloom in their heads. This formation, which attacked from far and near, layer by layer, showed extremely effective lethality in the face of the chaotic cultists. The vast majority of cultists were wounded before they could even take the spearman's turn, and were powerless to fight back against the sticker.

The whole team is like a meat grinder, as long as a cultist pounces in, it will be crushed to pieces by multiple levels of attacks.

Although many of these people are on the battlefield for the first time. There are quite a few people who vomit when they kill an enemy for the first time or when they see the bloody corpse of an enemy. But fortunately, East also did special training for this, and when he cleaned up the corpses of the cultists in the deep valley, he asked everyone to go to the scene to observe it deeply. Esther tells them that if they don't want to turn into corpses, then they can only turn the cultists into corpses. This realization also makes most people not drop their weapons even if they vomit badly.

"That's a real set!" Gronny sighed as he watched the way these militiamen fought. Based on his experience, it is natural to see that these militias have no ability to fight the regular army at all, and at least long-range weapon protection is not at all. But when facing opponents who are less organized than them, they are able to exert their full combat effectiveness. Gronny didn't know that this was an incomplete classical infantry phalanx cloned by East's knowledge with half a bucket of water, but he felt that Easter was a legendary seed at such a young age, and he even had a lot of attainments in military organization. He shook his head with some jealousy, it seemed that the world of geniuses was not something that a mortal like him could understand.

The number of cultists was originally only a hundred, but after the slaughter of Easter, it was reduced by twenty or thirty. After being rushed by the brigade again, there are only a few people left.

When Gronny noticed that the group had stopped and limped to the front, he noticed that there was not a single standing cultist in his field of vision.

The battlefield was littered with flaming torches, which made Gronny feel a little uncomfortable after drinking the Night Vision Potion. Many stickers were carefully turning over the cultists' corpses to make sure nothing slipped through the net. People's faces were beaming. They beat the cultists of the Green Cross. There doesn't seem to be any damage on my side. At least the vast majority of the group was happy to find that they had a lot of members. People who felt the joy of victory cheered and jumped for joy, and kept telling the people around them about their bravery. Even those who didn't rush to the front row just now shouted that there were too few cultists, so they didn't have a chance to show their skills.

"Who saw Miss Sophia?" asked Gronny, grabbing a slinging spearman dangling beside him. He hadn't seen either of the two sisters since he had rushed up the ravine. Coupled with Brask, who had disappeared a long time ago, he always felt that this battle was not over. Especially when he heard that there were still high-ranking cultists of the Green Cross Cult, in the face of danger, even if he knew that Sister Sonia was a legendary seed much stronger than him, he just couldn't sit back and let the two underage girls go to a bloody battle.

"Huh?" the spearman recognized Gronny, but didn't hear his question. "My lord, I stabbed one. I stabbed one. He shook the spear in his hand, showing the blood on it, like a brave soldier showing off his medal.

"Good lad. Did you see Miss Sophia?"

"Nope. But it seems that she saw the second master, and she went over there. "This lad is one of the Scuds, Sonia is the boss, and Esther is the second.

Following his direction, Gronny asked as he walked, when a bloodied City Guard soldier appeared in front of Gronny. He gasped and reported to Gronny.

"Miss Sophia has just sent word that they have routed the last team of cultists, and now let's clean up the battlefield. ”

"Defeated another team?" said Gronny, surprised. "These two girls are also moving too fast!"

"The slingers cleaned the battlefield, the spearmen healed the wounded, and the spearmen and stickers rested on the spot. As the designated supreme commander in the absence of Ist and Sonya, Gronny issued a barrage of orders to his surroundings in one go. "Let the logistics staff at the bottom of the valley come up and help and make a good meal as soon as possible. He stopped the city guard soldier who had finished reporting the letter and told him to count his casualties.

Looking around, Gronny was pleased to find that his casualties should be minimal, so that there would be no problems in terms of morale. At this time, a good meal should allow people to quickly regain their strength for the next battle.

While Esther was leading the people in the deep valley to wait in the pitch black in order to destroy the four golems, Sonya, with Brask and five others, was ambushing in the stalagmite forest not far from the main road. There are not enough night vision potions, which is the main reason why there are not many people in ambush outside. The few bottles of potion that were left had already been given to those who participated in the ambush.

Fearing that hiding together would emit a lot of heat and be detected by enemies with infrared night vision, all seven of them scattered and hid on both sides of the road. Two of them followed Sonya, and the other three were on the other side of the road with Blask. They watched as the Flesh Golem and the low-level cultists passed by but did not attack. According to Sonya's arrangement, they were to raid the Cultist's rearguard.

But long after the team of underground gnomes passed in front of them, in Sonya's psychic vision, those few blue sparks always lingered in the distance and refused to approach.

In desperation, Sonia had no choice but to change the target of the attack to an underground gnome. Through communication with Brask, Sonia also learned the true identity of this dwarf. Seeing the appearance of more than seventy dwarves (the gnomes who escaped from the vanguard also returned to the brigade in the end also returned to the brigade) holding stone crossbows really gave people a certain sense of threat.

Sonya, who had actually seen this kind of catapult and knew its power, would never underestimate this catapult. Judging by the power and range of the catapults she captured, if they were given a chance to fire a few salvos at their unprotected team, they would likely destroy their own team.

Looking at the skinny arms and legs of the dwarfs underground, everyone felt that they could defeat three or five of these enemies. But the weapons in their hands are not toys either. If you are hit, you will definitely break your bones and tendons. But the little men were in a tight formation. Such a formation is most afraid of a wide range of attack spells, and a fireball is light to die a dozen. There are no mages on Sonya's side, but there are still a few bottles of explosive potions. As long as you get the timing right, you can hit these gnomes hard in one fell swoop.

After using psychic teleportation to tell others about her plans, Sonia is now just waiting for an opportunity.

This opportunity came quickly.

As you reach the deep valley prison, you find no enemies to be expected. There was not the slightest formation to speak of, there were only a hundred people, but the scattered pill disciples who occupied a length of five or six hundred meters quickly stopped advancing.

The underground gnomes who followed them had to stop their advance. In this way, they went from a marching army full of vigilance to a rabble that let their guard down in boredom waiting.

Due to their generally low intelligence, these gnomes were unable to maintain discipline less than five minutes after they stopped advancing. Many people took out the dried mushrooms and edible moss they had brought with them and ate them. Some even sat on the ground and began to rest.

Sonya, who was no stranger to the poor military quality of the Green Cross cultists' grassroots troops and the lack of command ability of the high-level personnel, immediately relied on the method of telepathic communication to notify Brask, who was lying in ambush on the other side of the road, and asked him to start the operation together.

After receiving the information, the captain of the city guard team immediately instructed his subordinates to quietly touch the location of the gnomes with the three bottles of explosive potions assigned to them. Although visible light cannot be used for lighting, the chatter of gnomes is the biggest signpost.

After Sonia confirmed that Brask was in place through the psychic connection, she opened the psychic horizon again. She noticed that the four high-ranking cultists of the Green Cross were still in the distance, and they had no intention of getting closer.

What are these fools doing? Don't they know that armies are fragile without high-level professionals?

Unable to comprehend the Green Cross cultists' train of thought, Sonia shook her head helplessly, making the final preparations to attack the underground gnomes.