Merlin Avery planned to challenge ten of the best barbarian warriors at the same time, and the news spread to every corner of the Black Lizard tribe's settlement in half a day. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At first, the people scoffed at the veracity of the news, because while they acknowledged Avery's ability to concoct potions, they did not see him as a great man who could be compared to the powerful barbarian warriors and shamans. In the minds of most barbarians, Avery was a good, gentle man with a good personality, good at healing diseases and wounds, and seemed to be able to play some funny tricks.

All in all, no one believes that this is true news.

But by the afternoon, there were growing signs that the challenge was real. Merlin Avery walked up and down the open space on the outskirts of the settlement, dressed in a simple half-cape, and his friend, the chief pilgrim Kenobi Hawkeye, was by his side, urging him to give up the humiliating challenge.

Avery didn't ignore it, but he didn't agree to the request to take back the challenge. "I will be victorious, Brother Kenobi. His voice was not disguised, but was clearly heard by everyone around him, "There are many ways to fight fairly, and it's not just one-on-one, otherwise, how can a shaman fight face-to-face with a barbarian warrior?"

Kennoheavy snorted heavily, his tone already a little dissatisfied, "I know, you're a good alchemist, but so what? With one against ten, do you think you're Tenadir or Glazer?"

"I'm Merlin Avery. Avery shrugged his shoulders and kicked a sharp, weathered rock away with his foot, "Brother Kenobi, rest assured, at least I won't lose ugly." ”

"I will never be soft in a duel again, this is related to the prestige of a samurai, no matter how good the friendship is. Kenobi warned.

"Of course, if you are soft-handed and let go of the water, you will lose the face of both of us. Avery said, looking in the direction of the settlement, "By the way, if I'm not mistaken, when a shaman comes into a duel, he can have the same number of followers as the other party?"

Yes, but few shamans are willing to bring it up, because the defeat of a follower is also counted in the victory. ”

"Alright then, Brother Kenobi, please help me find ten pilgrim apprentices to serve as my followers. ”

"Ten apprentices?" Kenobi's cheeks quirked, "There's no need to be stingy with this, I'll call you a full scout team, ten pilgrims who have cooperated for a while are much better than random apprentices." ”

What Kenobi didn't say was that any Mentor Ranger could easily take out the Scout Squad. The gap between the Pilgrim's Mentor level and the ordinary high-level is quite huge, and normally, it is easy to reach the conversion of combat power to twenty to one.

"You have to be an apprentice, preferably one with little real combat experience, and of course not a simple-headed wastewood. Avery said, gesturing his hand behind him, "I've got something they'll need, do you want to see it?"

"No need, let's keep it a little mysterious. Kenobi shook his head calmly, "I don't think there's anything that can erase the huge gap between apprentices and mentors, but for the sake of friendship, I hope you can surprise me." ”

A surprise, not a victory. It was clear from Kenobi's tone that no one had any hope of Avery winning.

Avery had a hint of relief on his face, an arrogant opponent was much easier to deal with than a cautious one. And for this challenge, he had other plans, and he didn't necessarily have to win a landslide.

Ten Pilgrim apprentices soon arrived in front of Avery, led by a middle-aged pilgrim with a scar on his face, and a very prestigious figure among the Walking Clan. "Mr. Avery," said the middle-aged pilgrim in a low voice, "Brother Kenobi has asked me to assist you in training these little ones, but I beg your pardon that according to the rules of the duel, I am not in a position to help you. ”

In the rules of the duel, shamans are not allowed to bring followers stronger than themselves to the field, because if there is no restriction under this rule, then a fair duel will become a joke, and some shamans of large tribes can gather a team of more than fifty mentor-level followers, then it is not a duel, but a small-scale, high-intensity war.

Avery nodded and smiled at the middle-aged pilgrim, "Thank you for your help, of course the matter of the duel won't bother you, I already have an idea." ”

The middle-aged pilgrim didn't show contempt, for he had experienced the magical power of alchemy firsthand, and if it weren't for the alchemy potion that Avery had concocted for him, the broken arm would certainly not have been recovered. But as he watched the young apothecary give orders and line up the pilgrim apprentices, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Mr. Avery...... That one...... Forgive me for too many words. The Pilgrim is not the same as the average barbarian warrior, we are more accustomed to high-speed travel and one-hit detached play, javelins, shortbows and throwing axes are our specialty, and the skill of harnessing sand lizards is also very important. If they lined up to meet the enemy, the two pilgrims might not be able to beat a barbarian warrior of the same level. ”

It has to be said that this is an important reason for the eventual decline of the Jianbu tribe. If measured by the evaluation of the battle sequence of the Holy Red Empire, the pilgrim should belong to the light rangers, which are more suitable for high-speed guerrilla missions such as reconnaissance and harassment, and the ability to surprise is insufficient, and the ability to defend in array is even worse.

Although the barbarian warriors were poorly equipped and extremely poorly disciplined, they should still be equivalent to heavy assault cavalry. They were faster than galloping horses, their skin and muscles strong enough to withstand the fire of standard pneumatic rifles, and their incredible strength was that even heavy steam chariots could be overturned by these bloodthirsty and crazy samurai.

Once the barbarian warriors launched a group charge, it was difficult for the Imperial army to find a good way to fend off them other than to rely on a strong, city-state-like position, or to concentrate an equal number of molten warriors to meet them.

Avery will challenge ten of the best Barbarian warriors selected by the two Barbarian tribes - or five Barbarian warriors and five pilgrimagers. Such a combination may be slightly less aggressive than the outbursts of ten barbarian warriors, but it is more comprehensive and can deal with many complex situations.

The premise is that they can be more united, cooperate with each other, deliver each other's backs, and obey the command of the same voice, otherwise they will only reap the rewards. That's what Avery wants to prove with a disparity in strength.

"It may be hard to believe, but we speak for themselves. Avery smiled to soothe the worried middle-aged pilgrim, then turned his gaze to the nervous young faces, "Now come with me, my brother followers, to the house." Here's the gear and weapons I've got for you, and the things to surprise the proud!" )