Northwest of the Bear Roar Tribe.

A staggering army is slowly advancing.

The army was divided into two parts, keeping a certain distance from each other.

Some of them are green-skinned orcs, and as for the formation, there are no at all, and there are also a large number of war beasts raised among them.

Not far away are the players who are following behind the orcs.

There is a flag among the players.

Banner!

It is also the best prop used on the battlefield to command and identify yourself.

If you have the money and resources, you can even order your own clan flag.

A blood-red spear is painted on the banner.

Just by looking at the flag, you can see what the guild these players belong to.

Spear of Blood!

An old guild composed of players who like PK and fighting, and it is very famous in Western Europe.

The guild is not large, but it is not famous.

Because the members are very combative!

Even a hegemon-level guild can't compare to this type of guild in terms of 'average' combat power.

The stronghold faction advocates the strong and combat, and is also the first choice for combat players.

Below the banner is the Blood Spear Upper Level, which is being discussed at this time.

"Paimon, will there be a problem with the two tribes not attacking the Raven Principality, but instead bringing us to attack the Bear Roar Tribe?"

A player whispered to a young man wearing leather armor and two long swords at his waist and hips.

Paimon shook his head and said:

"It's none of our business, as long as they give us a mission, it doesn't matter to us whether the enemy is the castle camp or the orcs!"

Although he was young, he was the guild leader.

It's easy to get a position in this kind of battle-type guild.

It's enough to be able to fight.

Whoever is strong is in the upper position, the rules are so simple and crude.

Of course, the premise is that the brain is not pitted, if the IQ is not good, then it is no fun to play.

"But..."

The senior wanted to say a few more words of persuasion.

After all, they joined this camp war to prepare to fight the castle camp, and suddenly came to engage in a civil war, and no one knew if there would be a trap.

But seeing Paimon's face, he still swallowed the words behind him, and said helplessly:

"You're the head, listen to you!"

"Don't worry!" Paimon whispered, "This mission is just a formality, there can be no accidents!" ”

If he hadn't known the inside story, he wouldn't have been able to take on this task.

It's just that there is a saying that 'a slap in the face comes too quickly like a tornado', and as soon as Paimon's words fell, he noticed that at the end of the side view, a large army appeared over the sand.

Woo!

At the sound of the desolate horn, the orcs began to change their formation and entered battle preparations

A brown-haired assassin player rushed over from a distance.

"President, the army on the left is made up of the Fortress Camp and the Castle Camp... The number is less than 20,000 units! ”

The Assassin player only dared to observe from a distance, so he could only get general information.

After listening to the report, both Paimon and the high-ranking people of the Blood Spear had a thought in their hearts.

'Why?' ’

That's right, there are indeed quite a few troops of nearly 20,000 units, and the combat effectiveness on the battlefield is not weak.

But you only have low-level troops such as spearmen and centaur leaders, which accounts for most of the number, and they are completely watery, and the number is far inferior to their combined army of more than 100,000.

It's death!

The balance of power is too great.

"Let's go, this is an opportunity to contribute!"

Paimon immediately realizes that this sudden appearance of the enemy army is an opportunity to make a contribution.

Two large orc tribes pressed the formation, and it was completely a flying dragon riding face, how could they lose?.

The other side!

Zhao Hao coordinated the pace of the army with the Memphila beside him.

Even if you are on the march, the troops under the command of the hero can still maintain a neat formation.

Even the most well-trained troops are definitely not as good as the troops, let alone the orcs who don't know what a formation is.

For orcs who only know how to attack, as long as they know how to charge that way, they don't need to think about formation and coordination at all.

Therefore, the smaller the number of battle orcs, the greater the advantage, but on the super-large-scale battlefield, the advantage of orcs in combat power will be offset by human formation, coordination, and equipment.

As Memphira commanded the troops to advance, he asked aloud.

"My lord, why don't you let the people of the Xiong Ke tribe join us in the battle?"

She still didn't understand.

Why did they leave those five thousand orc warriors and a dozen earth bears in the rear to hide, but they fought on their own.

"Do you think they believe us?"

Zhao Hao looked at the enemy in front of him.

The weakest and most of the more than 50,000 orcs are the main level, most of them are the backbone level, and there are also many orcs at the elite and transcendent levels.

Lannar's cruel environment eliminated the orcs who lacked strength, and those who could survive couldn't be strong.

As for those players who were no less numerous than orcs, he didn't look at them, because the other party couldn't be the main force.

"Impossible!"

Memphira didn't even think about it.

"Therefore, instead of letting them fight with us on guard, it is better to let them stand by in the rear, and when the opportunity comes, they will go all out!"

Zhao Hao explained.

Let the other party hide in the back, and there is also a reason to use the other party as a killer tool.

As for whether the other party would abandon them and run away, neither he nor Memphira thought about this.

As long as they don't collapse at the touch of a button, it is impossible for the black bear to run away with a bucket.

After all, the risks and casualties of migrating tribes are too great, and instead of gambling on a smooth migration, it is better to put hope for victory over the enemy.

"Here we go!"

Memphira looked at the scattered players in front of her and ordered the army to stop and change formations.

Swish!

The spearmen formed a protruding half-moon formation.

The steel spear is like a forest that appears out of nowhere, giving people an indestructible feeling.

Even if it's just a first-order class, but after there are more spearmen, the defense effect will continue to improve, especially its unique 'impact resistance' characteristics, which is even more natural to any cavalry enemy.

And halfway up the sand piles on the two wings behind the spearmen, there are fourth-order battle dwarves waiting for battle, and centaur leaders who are ready to attack at any time.

Long-range, war machinery, high in the sand, scattered around Zhao Hao and them.

After consideration, he still included 3,000 units of archers and 100 units of monks under his command.

Although these ranged units are extremely vulnerable without the blessing of Memphara, for ranged troops, defense is not important, the most important thing is attack power.

With his master-level archery (Phantom Bow Boost) and Phantom Bow, the role of these two ranged units will change qualitatively.

Of course, the mixing of the two factions also weakened morale, but it was worth the gains.

"Archer fire!"

Zhao Hao ordered.

With the blessing of the Phantom Divine Bow and master-level archery, the range of the long-range troops under his command has increased by 40%, which naturally has a huge advantage.

In other respects, the advantages in range and terrain alone are enough to give them the upper hand.

I deliberately chose to take the initiative to meet the battle, naturally because the terrain here is flat and unsheltered, and there are some wide sand piles, which can give full play to the long-range advantage.

It's not a huge advantage, but it's enough.

The third-order archers with crossbows in their arms stood at the top of the sand pile, and their range was naturally not blocked by the spearmen in front of them, and they could shoot at will.

Whizzing!

Crossbow arrows, shot at the players who rushed closer, also started the war.

The two sides are enemies, and it will be over when they meet.

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