It was a large group organized by Jael Smith, but the final result of this battle was the Trident of the Fifth War Zone laughed at the end. A Gaul warrior who had fought in the battle and survived the battle wrote a memoir in his later years, and he made it clear that the story took place in his rookie season and the end of his military career.

At that time, he met for the first time with the head of the famous raiding regiment. Commander Cao and the gang of thugs somehow appeared in front of them, as if they were ghosts. At that time, almost everyone in the Gauls hated the raiders. These madmen linger like maggots on tarsal bones, and they all understand that if they are not eliminated, they are afraid that there will be no peace in this life. When the leader of the team, Jael Smith, saw the appearance of these enemies, and hurriedly prepared for the battle as best he could. And the head of the raiding regiment, Cao, made eye contact with him, and then naturally began to talk about garbage.

Captain Cao chased and killed Jael Smith for so long, and when the two actually met, Captain Cao calmed down a lot, but just shook off a cold sentence: "How do you want to die?"

Jael Smith didn't answer the question, because he knew that Captain Cao was trying to upset him. According to what Jeel Smith learned, the leader of the raiding group was a skilled fighter in psychological warfare.

However, Captain Cao was also very stubborn, and when he saw Jeel Smith, he didn't dare to make eye contact with him, and Captain Cao's face squeezed out an extremely strange smile of disdain, and his tone remained unchanged like a repeater, and he asked, "How do you want to die?"

Jeel Smith is also a very qualified leader, and he has a very good temper and patience. But as soon as he saw Captain Cao's face, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and replied: "Fuck you, you don't think you can defeat us! You will pay a heavy price for your hubris now!"

"Do you believe what you said? Do you deserve to tell us this when you see us running away with their tails between their legs? Maybe you don't want to believe what you say, right? You have a good ability to deceive yourself......" Head Cao just shrugged his shoulders and continued, "And I'm not asking you this now. It's a sure thing that you're defeated and then die a terrible death. So I'm just asking you how you like to die, and I'm fulfilling one of your last wishes. ”

If Jael Smith's tone stinks like eating, then Captain Cao's tone stinks like swallowing a public hut. Captain Cao has the ultimate skills in how to provoke the opponent to jump like thunder, and every entanglement with the opponent will inevitably burst out of scolding. Saying that Regiment Commander Cao is a big mouth is not about how big his mouth is, but that he is always chattering, boasting, and talking endlessly on the battlefield. Every time, it is like the Yellow River overflowing, and it is out of control.

And this one, which almost spanned half of the Red Blood Plains, finally ushered in the final battle today, and for Jael Smith, he had no way out. Now that he has been pushed to the tail of the left flank that the main force of the coalition forces is beyond the reach of the whip, if he wants to survive, he can only win the prestigious Fifth Theater Trident.

But how can this Fifth War Zone Trident be in vain? Even if Jael Smith has nine heads like the king-level Warcraft Hell Hydra, he will definitely not be able to make up for how brutal these guys are. Especially the raiding group among them, their core position and height in this trident, even insiders dare not make a conclusion. The longer Wiggins and Conley work with this team. The more frightened they are, the more they think that this group of thousands has no upper limit at all. At least in the battles they've experienced, they've never seen the warriors of the Marauding Regiment show their strongest form. Every battle. They all give people only one feeling, that is, they haven't had enough fun, and they haven't even completed the warm-up.

The side of the raiders who were holding back their anger in this battle was in the eyes of Wiggins and Conley. It's just appalling. The plundering group under the command of Commander Cao was like a hedgehog, and as soon as the two sides blew the horn of battle, they shot out all the spikes they used all the tricks they used. Unique and arrogant.

As soon as it came up, it directly destroyed Jael Smith's combined army, and this level of fierce fighting was simply unimaginable to Jael Smith. He mistakenly thought that this kind of combat of the raiding regiment was a standard one-shot, and he naively thought that as long as he survived this round, the pressure would be greatly reduced. When he was busy setting up the formation, preparing to fight against the soldiers and generals and the head of Cao, the head of Cao patted his ass and told you that he was happy, whether you were happy or not, anyway, he was happy enough, and now he won't play!

This is like the poker game "Fighting the Landlord" that the soldiers of the plundering regiment like to play, and the head of the Cao regiment grabbed the landlord indiscriminately and grabbed the first move. And Jael Smith, who had a good hand, was heartbroken, but he was still complacent about his full confidence. As a result, at the very beginning, Captain Cao threw away all the cards in one hand, and did not give him a chance to fight back at all! No matter how confident Jeel Smith is, no matter how many big moves he has, he is not as good as a fart if he has no room to play.

From a fierce charge to various divisional tactics, it only took Commander Cao and the raiding regiment a blink of an eye, and the entire combat unit exploded in the combined army of Jeel Smith, turning to a frantic advance in all directions. At the same time, Regiment Leader Cao was not idle, under his madness, it was only in an instant that the density of the Divine Comedy aura in all the unit areas on this battlefield had reached the level of almost a wave!

Wiggins and Conley were also leading the battle, but when they saw the Raiders in battle, they felt a pang of shame. Except for the people in the team of the raiding group, what normal person could survive such a high-intensity and fierce movement for so long while being armed like a steel can? This is the vitality that can only be possessed by being poured dozens of pounds of powerful aphrodisiacs? Watching them catch up with each other's cavalry, singing those humiliating ditties one by one, and then easily chopping those desperate Gaul cavalry off their horses, Wiggins and Conley felt that the correct worldview that they had so hard established collapsed. In this rhythm of attack, the soldiers under the command of the two of them were stunned and couldn't keep up with the people of the raiding group, no matter how hard the other party tried, they couldn't stop the soldiers of the raiding regiment from taking a look. No matter how much they tried to train the soldiers under their command, Wiggins and Conley didn't think they could reach the realm of the raiding group, "I live by myself, and I am the hero".

"What are you doing stupidly? Hurry up!" our boss said. It's hard to take it off, but once you take it off, it's cool!" Melon Anthony didn't forget to drop a few words when he rushed past Wiggins and Conley. Judging by his wobbly back, he had fallen in love with the feeling of living in this team. Compared with the fanatical raiders of the raiding regiment, Wiggins and Conley really have a sense of "not tired of singing, but having back pain when watching the play".

Wiggins and Conley also did their best to spread out the team's attacks after a brief distraction. The ** of the Jjeel Smith Combined Army team is not difficult to get rid of. Originally, they looked presentable, and they couldn't stand the friction of the raiding group at all, and the material was the first stage of the battle between the two sides, and they were killed and lost their armor. This huge contrast is as unacceptable as a macho man with a loli heart. Wiggins and Conley's troops get a glimpse of the Raiders at their peak. Ambition and confidence are like vines in the Amazon rainforest, growing wildly in the steam, breaking through all mediocrity and cowardice in an instant. In the past, whenever they felt this feeling, it was when the fighting was biased towards one-sided slaughter, and this time it was no exception, and the combined forces of Jael Smith were now in chaos, and many parts of the country had been divided and separated, fighting on their own, and then coming to destruction.

The people of the raiding regiment were obviously very serious this time. Their combat effectiveness is also a first-class existence in the world. And what about this combined army formed in a hurry? they can't even match the Pique barbarian tribe, and the gap between the two sides is self-evident. Such a brutal luxury lineup is only used to counter a team that cannot be regarded as a top-level combat unit at all, which is simply to show the world what is called "waste". This kind of prodigal tyrant who is almost a sparrow with a pearl is not only unique. And it is a happy and sad story that has made countless people cry. Wiggins and Conley were both laughing, they were happy that they had chosen the right camp, and if the raiders were local tyrants, then they were local tyrants' friends. At this moment, they also deeply understood a truth: the trench is wonderful. On the other side, Jael Smith cried. Because in this battle, his team is the protagonist of the sad story, and is specifically responsible for grief.

The plundering group is like the sea, and the head of the Cao regiment is like the wind, he successfully connected himself and the team, and set off the power of the furious tide of the sea to fight against the opponent, and the energy is naturally endless and unstoppable. Wiggins described the battle in one sentence after the war: Such a commander Cao, such a plundering regiment, even the gods of the heavens could not defend it! Conley used the common saying of his own race to describe the opponent: a soldier bear, a bear. Will bears, bears a litter.

Jael Smith, who was struggling more and more, did not give up resistance because of the current predicament, he had no way to retreat, so he could only force himself to calm down and carefully analyze why the offensive of these enemies was so difficult to resist. Soon, Jael Smith saw the clue.

Judging from the overall situation on this battlefield, although the Trident of the Fifth Theater is fighting lively, it is not scattered. They looked crazy, but in reality they never got too close to the circular defensive formations that Jael Smith had set up, and their various battle formations only quickly disentangled themselves and moved on to the next target after a surprise attack on an opportune opponent at a certain point. Even if they have the upper hand, they never take advantage of the victory to pursue, each of their battle formations seems to have a very clear route of travel, and will definitely not deviate due to any factors, their purpose is to divide the combined army of Jael Smith into a bunch of unrelated parts! Smith even saw with his own eyes that a combat team of no more than 100 people on the other side drew a strange arc after storming and disrupting a jungler team, cutting directly into another small battlefield, and then sneaking up on the hapless barbarian detachment that was dealing with another Beamon team from behind.

This seemingly ferocious but incomparably obscene style of play in this chaotic battlefield is indescribably insidious, and Jael Smith is already breaking out in a cold sweat when he sees it. With his eyes, it is not difficult to see what kind of situation the enemy will be left to him if his strategic intentions are achieved, he will become a fish on the chopping block, and he will be slaughtered by the other party.

But even if Jael Smith understood the truth, he already had a sense of frustration that he could not recover. His command skills have not played an effective role at all in the current situation, and it is already very difficult for him to command his main forces to deal with harassment from all sides. However, so many combat teams on the other side are as precise as machines, and they will continue to implement tactics without the need for human command.

In contrast, not only is there a huge disparity in individual combat strength between the two sides, but at the level of command, the Combined Jeel Smith Army is no match at all. The vast majority of the Jelle Smith Coalition Army was in a painful situation of fighting on their own, and the Fifth Theater Trident was scattering and strangling the enemy, and the more they killed, the more handy they became, and the more they killed, the more hearty they became. In the scattered strangulation, as their footsteps advanced, the various combat teams were closely linked to each other. Jayer Smith can only sit back and watch his team be eaten away by his opponents. He didn't even dare to give an order, because it would only make his team collapse more quickly!

Jael Smith felt like a helpless girl being insulted by a strong man, and to his despair, the strong man had countless thick arms! )