The sky of Mordor is always overcast, but fortunately, both orcs and Z-bugs have the ability to see at night, even in pitch black and dark environments. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Zoro shrouded the orcs with darkness, so that everyone had long confused the feeling of day and night, so the timing of the attack became no longer important. The jumping dogs assembled, emerged from the tunnel, and began to move forward.

According to the boss's instructions, the orcs have long since narrowed their defenses and stopped harassing the blackfoot settlement of Tverdo. After some looting, they showed little interest in the land itself. Most of the orcs and goblins had long since returned, leaving only a few to stand guard on the makeshift watchtower. This group became the first orcs to be attacked.

First of all, there was a buzzing sound in the sky, which sounded a lot like flies. It is actually the sound made by a small number of jumping dogs with full flight ability, trying to flap their wings to increase altitude. Then they glide, so that the sound immediately decreases and is almost inaudible.

"How long are we going to stay here?" said an orc who unfastened his leather armor and tossed aside the not-so-heavy piece of protection. A small leather bag rolled out from under the armpit of the armor, and the orc was overjoyed and hurriedly picked it up.

"Windfall, there is still food that I haven't found!"

Inside the leather bag was a piece of Legion bread, which was still edible despite being tainted with the orc's body odor after a long time. No mold can grow on Legion bread, and legend has it that Legion bread can even swell and grow a little if left unchecked. However, the sentry orc did not have such far-reaching considerations, and before others found out, he swallowed the food in three or two bites, which could be regarded as relieving the empty belly.

"When will there be food!" another orc leaned against the watchtower, his gaze resting on his companion's finger instead of outside. Just now, there was still food there, but now only the aroma remains. "I heard that the Blackfoot Settlement has stopped supplying the Legion's bread, and I can't buy it, so I can only grab it! But the Beast Tooth Boss doesn't know what's wrong, and he hasn't given the order for a long time. If we continue like this, we're going to starve to death!"

"Those who starve to death are stupid. Another orc said, "I've heard that goblins are delicious. Take a stick and knock them on the back of their necks, or pinch them to death, so that they will not be wasted! ”

"The bones are chewy and can withstand hunger for a long time. However, elves have a lot of bones but they are not very tasty, and they are far worse than humans. But only the fat of the human race can be compared to the taste of the dwarves. I've had ...... once."

Before he could finish his sentence, he sensed that something was wrong. Turning his head to look outside, he saw a dark cloud flying in the sky, and then quickly lowered his altitude. "What is that, it looks like a bat, but is it that big?"

The orc, who was continuing to try to regain his good luck in the leather armor, did not look up, and asked without warning, "Big bat, if only there was one, you can have a good meal." ”

"No, it's an enemy attack!" As soon as the orc's words fell, the jumping dog folded his wings and launched an attack in a near-vertical dive. Its limbs are tightened and clinging to its body, and the bony wings on its back are perfectly attached to the carapace, and the whole bug is like a streamlined cannonball, with only the pincer-like mouth on the front. It's not a good idea, but it only takes one hit......

The wooden watchtower was hit head-on by the jumping insects, and the carapace, which was harder than steel and weighed no less than a horse, brought the impact of the tower directly shattered the tower, and then slowly fell to the side. The jumping dog's pincer bite through an orc, splitting his body in two and flying out from side to side. A mist of blood filled the entire watchtower, and all the orcs were covered in face and body.

The tower began to tilt, and the jumping dog rolled on the ground, and the six powerful slenders clung to the ground, so that they could grasp their balance faster than the orcs. The simpler nervous system allows the jumping dog to ignore the pain of the impact, swing a bone spur and begin to attack.

The watchtower slammed into the ground and shattered with a loud bang. Wood and gravel flew wildly, and wielding knives and bone spurs could be faintly seen in the smoke. Among the splatters of blood, there were orcs and jumping dogs, and they couldn't tell each other apart at all. Eventually, the orc severed one of the jumping dog's bone spurs from the joint, but was himself pierced through the heart by another one.

The third orc crawled out of the ruins of the watchtower, sweat and blood scouring a few furrows on his dusty forehead. He wiped his eyes vigorously and began to search for his weapon on the ground. But the jumping dog had already pounced, and he had no chance.

The accuracy of the dog jumping air raid is very poor, and it is basically a matter of luck. However, those jumping dogs that realize that they have missed their target will immediately spread their wings and slow down, and will not stupidly collide with the ground at all. However, even so, the huge impact force will still break the leg or shatter the shell, which will greatly affect the combat effectiveness later. Gardener Long thus summed up his experience: such operations are carried out only when the situation particularly requires.

Soon, a large group of pure ground jumping dogs caught up, crossed the line of the watchtower and continued to advance. Flying Jumping Dogs regroup. They had a lot of stamina for flying and needed to be fed. It wasn't long before the massive bodies of the porters caught up with three things on their backs: the polyp ball, the legion bread, and more jumping dogs.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can clearly see the entire wave of attack. The jumping dogs continue to push forward, forming a black line of shock that sweeps through the enemy-controlled area like a wave. For this attack, a total of four such waves were prepared, with an interval of no more than ten minutes. Like a reef in the waves, the worm moves forward steadily. They carry attacking reserves and are responsible for dropping more jumping dogs into enemy camps and gathering areas to increase the density of troops in the area. The Gardener Dragon followed the Worm to control the release of the Pop Ball, ensuring that the place where the army passed through was truly the Z Worm's control area.

Such an advance echelon can hit 50 miles a day, mainly dragged down by the growth rate of the soil. The gardener dragon knows very well that if the jumping dog lets go of the wild run, it can complete hundreds of kilometers of road in a day, and it can still be put into battle at any time. But then the dead jumping dogs cannot be recycled, and a lot of nutrients and minerals are wasted. The current way of advancing the army with the rest of the earth may be slower, but the benefit is stability and the ability to maximize the use of war resources. Learning how to fight first and then thinking about the rest is a strategy that the gardener dragons have come up with after brainstorming.

Zhao Mai saw the whole picture of the battle commanded by the gardener dragon through the neural network, and very much agreed with their tactical choice. Advancing layer by layer, constantly replenishing and expanding the size of the army, and actually transforming the territory under control into combat effectiveness. Zhao Mai scratched his head: If he encounters an opponent with this tactic, how will he fight back?