Chapter 191: The Legend of the Recruit and the Satisfactory Answer

The snow fell overnight, and at about 6 o'clock the next morning, there was finally a momentary rest, and the soldiers who slept in the snow room were generally in groups of three, and one person was on duty at night, paying attention to the thickness of the snow at all times, otherwise there was a danger of being buried alive. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The lizardmen are a little better than them, their claws are not a problem to dig after scaling, and most of the lizardmen who come out to hunt in this weather have awakened the magic related to "low temperature resistance" in their blood.

Compared to the elite "blade" lizardmen who are generally born specifically for combat, these lizardmen are actually better at surviving in low temperature environments.

The lizardmen in the safari team are probably mercenaries, and although there are occasional high-level warriors in the battle, the overall level is not much higher than that of ordinary lizardmen.

This time, the anti-safari team dared to go out without taking the magician out in this weather, which was also carefully considered.

After all, to test combat effectiveness, it is always easy to difficult, but simply choosing to sneak attack the gathering place of the lizardmen and destroy the "Divine Grace Pool" will also count most of the reasons on intelligence, and the benefits of the new training method will not be shown, and the proposal to directly put these soldiers on the battlefield has been shelved due to the problem of tactical maturity.

The rest of the choice is nothing more than to explore the potential of these new fighters while fighting, and at the same time develop the most suitable tactics for these fighters.

In the end, the battle between the two sides broke out in the darkest hour before dawn came!

The cause was that the two sides who got up to go to the toilet at night, because of a bubble of heat/Xiang walked within the sight of the other party, and then at the same time let out a terrible howl in their respective languages:

"Enemy Attack !!!" x2

Coincidentally, the two people I met, one happened to be a lizardman A whose bloodline development was almost 20%, and the other was a recruit who had been scolded by the captain the night before!

In fact, both sides, after reacting in horror at the same time, understood that the other seemed to be surprised by their arrival.

The distance of 5 meters is almost the same as none for a level 3 warrior, so in the next second, even the outer pants are gone, and the buttocks are not wiped, and the two sides start to fight with their naked/naked thighs first.

That's right, it's a mess, and when both hands don't have time to draw their weapons, wrestling is brought into full play as an extremely primitive way of fighting.

In fact, hand-to-hand/combat should have been the more dominant sport for lizardmen born with claws and scales, but now, this recruit's adrenaline is bursting, desperately controlling the magic to stimulate the acupuncture points throughout the body.

His hands grabbed the lizardman's wrists as if he had been blessed with the [Great Force], making the lizardman's claws an ornament, and his feet were fully open with [Dynamic Vision], and he accurately chose to start with the knee joint, and the opponent's legs were stuck in one fell swoop.

Because of the consideration of the other party's initiation of bloodline magic, the recruit simply gave the lizardman a hammer on the center of his eyebrows according to the instructor's guidance, no matter what kind of magic creature, in the case of a lucid brain, even if he reluctantly launched the magic, the hit rate can be described as miserable.

As it turned out, this precautionary measure was not in vain.

The low-level lizardman's signature magic [Acid Splash] was stuck in the lizardman's throat because of this impact, and he swallowed it back!

For lizardmen, even if the internal structure of the body is different from that of a human, it is very uncomfortable to swallow something that is about to be spit out and swallowed back.

As a Terran recruit, it is already an extremely good performance to be able to remember the instructor's teachings at the first time when he encounters the enemy in a hurry, and complete a set of useful tactical moves on the enemy, but unfortunately he still made two mistakes:

First, he does not need to show mercy to the enemy's subordinates in this battle, and he is the most familiar grappling joint technique as soon as he comes out of the local garrison.

Second, in addition to having the same limbs as humans, low-level lizardmen are actually better at fighting on their stomachs, because this can give full play to their advantages of having an extra tail!

So the recruit quickly tasted the bitter fruit, and his tail twitched indiscriminately, and several times hit him in the face, and the scale armor with small barbed hooks on it almost scraped off a layer of the recruit's skin, disfiguring his face.

Such a sharp pain only cleared the recruit's mind, and with a few clicks, he was as neat as breaking off a crab's pincers, separating the lizardman's two claws from the fragile elbow part, after all, it was only a low-level humanoid magical creature, and there were still many physical defects.

Then, his free hands gave him the ability to punch the lizardman's soft upper abdomen, which was about the position of the ribcage between the human stomach and lungs, and unlike the Terrans, this was where the lizardmen's heart was located.

At this time, it was exactly one minute from the two people to make contact, raise the alarm, and end the life of one party.

Both teams were still in a hurry to deploy their formations against the enemy because of the previous warning, and they didn't have time to pay attention to the battle situation here.

Taking advantage of this gap, the recruit picked up the dagger from his trouser belt as if he had killed a red eye, cut off the lizardman's head with a single sword, and turned his head around like a discus.

Another pulled out of his spine and threw it like a javelin, stabbing the second frightened lizardman to death.

It was too dark, and with the ability of the recruit's suit to hide body/body heat dissipation, even the low-level lizardmen's thermal vision didn't catch the recruit's presence.

However, one of the lizardmen let out a frightened cry: "It's a bone spear! Is it a necromancer on the other side?

"How is it possible, are those humans crazy, we only robbed a few civilians!?Not to mention that if it is really a [sin army] composed of necromancers, it should be the skeleton arrows that attacked first......" Another lizardman tried to refute the ridiculous inference with reasonable logic.

But where is the rationality on the battlefield, where is it allowed for people to think of rationality! The morale of the entire lizardmen safari team has dropped a lot, and even the movements are a little more intimidating, and they can't help leaning back, preparing to escape!

Contrary to the lizardman, the recruit was already covered in blood at this time, dragging the mutilated lizardman corpse, returned to the middle of the human team, and said to his captain with bared teeth: "It doesn't seem to be an enemy attack, it's an encounter, and the other party has just discovered our appearance!"

The captain veteran of the 6th order looked at this recruit who was covered in blood and began to grow hair on his body, and finally said the first sentence: "It's a good job, it also activates the bloodline of the beast clan, it seems that it is a lion, a tiger, a wolf, etc., the madness of the class is very physically demanding, this battle has just begun, you should rest and rest first, and familiarize yourself with your body!"

"In the future, there will be opportunities to go to war...... So, put your pants on first! Everyone knows how rich you are......"

After speaking, he was fully armed behind him, but he couldn't help but laugh at the other team members and said: "Diamond-shaped battle formation, armor-piercing crossbow arrows scattered within 100 meters...... Now strike with the whole team, make sure to annihilate all the enemies and not let one go. ”

The atmosphere was solemn but relaxed, and the captain's humor made all the soldiers relax their overly nervous mood before the war, adjust their posture, and ensure that they can maximize their combat effectiveness.

1 minute later, the weapons and magic of the two sides began to make their first contact, and the [Wind Tornado] blew off the attack routes of most of the armor-piercing crossbow arrows, but there were still two unlucky lizardmen who were hit by stray arrows, and less than level 5 lizardmen, few awakened [stray arrows plus protection] could avoid this unexpected existence.

Seeing that a large collective magic had been consumed on the other side, the captain's heart was happy, but his face did not show much joy, but he just took advantage of the night to use the short-distance communication device on the collar of the leather armor and said: "Activate the identification of friend and foe in the leather armor, enter the state of close combat, pay attention to the degree of use of weapons, and the sudden appearance of strong light, your weapons are just temporary enchantment, after arriving at the first wave of magic, it is almost the same, and then you should only believe in your own fists." ”

After speaking, he rushed out first, releasing momentum, attracting the attention of the strongest lizard leader on the other side, his whole body was covered with a layer of black [magic armor], this is his combat posture, he feels that if he wins this battle today, the road of the seventh-order demon warrior is not far away.

There are still 10 meters away from the lizardman camp, and several lizardmen have already released several [light ball techniques] as lighting, and they can clearly see the appearance of the enemy on the opposite side.

This made them breathe a sigh of relief, as long as they didn't encounter the [Sin Army], and a few lizardmen even showed cruel smiles on the corners of their mouths, as if they had already begun to imagine a bright future for themselves to torture and kill the opposing soldiers.

But reality slapped them in the face, why did the enemy's movements suddenly become faster, and why did the enemy's sword always resist magic?

The hit rate and aggressiveness of magic seem to have become fireworks in the face of the sudden "super god" low-level warriors, and the splendor has become an embellishment around them.

The wind blades and ice edges that were originally easy to use became snails, and the few that could pose a threat were also calmly smashed by the soldiers with the enchanted weapons in their hands.

Compared to the original ordinary fighters, these new fighters have improved their movement speed and attack accuracy a lot.

Oh, and then there's the explosive power, originally these lizardmen faced a warrior who suddenly approached, and there were also very sharp three-plate axes: one claw, one sweep, one pounce available.

But now it's a joke, and before the claws are handed out, they are being repelled by the warriors! Aren't you most of the third-level ones? This strength is already comparable to the five-level one!

Although the strength of the attack returned to normal after a few clicks, the first blow of the three-plate axe was blocked, and the remaining two moves were naturally not so smooth, how could those veterans who were extremely good at catching flaws let go of such a good opportunity.

Along the belly of the lizard, he slid down on his knees, and raised his hand to hit the heart of the lizardman who opened the empty door.

The 100 lizardmen were reduced by more than one-third in an instant, which is good, the ratio of troops is five to one, and it is close, and the result is already doomed.

These remaining lizardmen knew that there was no hope of escape and began to fight desperately, and the battle entered the most tragic moment, the trapped beasts were still fighting, at this moment everyone was a beast, and there was only one option in their eyes to kill each other.

When the first rays of the dawn rose, the snow was dyed bright red, but this battle was a victory for the Terrans and a victory for the warriors, and without the help of the magician, the lizardmen hunting party was taken down with less than 50 men.

This is simply a satisfying answer sheet for fighters who have trained with new methods. (To be continued.) )