The battle for Fort Courage continues.

The Jackals' offensive is getting more and more urgent, and the kobolds are also planning to use their ancestral "burrowing tactics" again.

Unfortunately, because the Fort of Courage had to be repaired in the shortest possible time, Lord Heather sent two Earth Priests to garrison it, and the kobolds' tunnels were discovered before they could dig within 500 meters of Fort Courage.

Standing high above the unfinished watchtower at the construction site, two silver dwarf priests cast a spell together, summoning the power of the earth to ward off the enemy, only to collapse the kobold's cave in an instant, burying hundreds of doglegs in one wave.

Unfortunately, the gnolls have never cared much about the lives of kobolds.

Truth be told, kobolds themselves don't care, they're too capable of giving birth and have low intelligence, and although they have feelings, it's probably because they're too stupid to have some of the necessary emotional responses to death in war.

Hundreds of kobolds had just been crushed to death over there, and the crazed kobold thugs on the battlefield here were still screaming and charging forward to the position, led by the gnolls.

Hogg has told players that kobolds are cowardly, but they have a very bad side to their personalities, and if they follow their master into battle, they will become very vicious and brave.

Kobolds can miraculously maintain their morale before their owners break up.

But once the gnolls who were the overseers were defeated, the remaining kobolds would scatter in a hurry, no matter how advantageous they were.

Typical dogleg personality.

The soldiers and armed workers of Fort Courage are veterans who have been roaming the Dark Mountains with the Knights of the Blood Alliance, and they know how to deal with hordes of kobolds.

Ignoring the tidal charges, they relied on the breastwork and traps carved out by the priests to hinder the kobolds' advances, and slammed their firearms and explosives at the gnolls who were hiding among the kobolds.

The 30 young players who were trapped here also quickly learned this tactic.

However, they are too vegetable, they are at an extreme disadvantage in terms of level and skills, and they don't dare to rush out and fight the kobold so recklessly, but take the initiative to take on the logistics task under the command of the three brothers.

The men carried ammunition boxes or bomb boxes to the soldiers guarding the top of the tower and behind the breastwork, while the three ladies were responsible for bandaging and stopping the bleeding of the wounded soldiers.

Nova herself is a biologist who studies bugs, and she often leads expeditions into barren places, so she also has some medical experience.

Ruyi is a hacker, and he is also very good at his hands.

The two young girls quickly formed a pretty good cooperation under the command of Lady Judy, and the cowboy Judy felt as if she had suddenly arrived at the medical organization of the Doctors Without Borders in the Middle East, and the wounded warriors were constantly being sent over, but in less than an hour on the line, her old leather armor was already stained with blood.

But the good news is that Lady Judy has finally learned how to use the anesthetics of this world, and the halfling assassin who was "tortured" by her to the point of collapse almost gritted her teeth and smashed several anesthetics on her pretty face.

Well, it's basically medical malpractice.

"Sister Judy! It seems that the front can't stand it! ”

Tylanova, a tall man who was responsible for transporting the wounded, rushed into the storeroom, which had been converted into an "operating room", wiped the blood from her face, and shouted to Lady Judy:

"I heard those soldiers shouting for the others to retreat, they were going to set up an explosion trap there, it should be the jackals and kobolds rushing in."

"What's the hurry?"

Mrs. Cowboy has the style of a general.

She pressed the anesthetic device in her hand on the neck of the dwarf who was cut by the jackal, snapped the anesthetic needle into it to make the "short bearded spirit" drowsy, and while helping the guy to suture and debridement, she said to Terranova and Ruyi, who were at a loss:

"You two grab your guns and go outside, and I'll get out after sewing up these two guys' wounds. Take the dwarven shotgun with the largest caliber of calibre, it doesn't need to be aimed, just pull the trigger at the enemy.

After you go out, listen to the command of those three soldiers, and don't run around! ”

"Whew."

Nova immediately grabbed the trench gun that was still stained with blood on the ground, handed one to Ruyi, and the two girls, one tall and one short, took the ammunition pouch with them, took one last look at the busy Lady Judy, and then turned around and rushed out.

Lady Judy herself was actually panicking.

Although she is old and experienced, she has never been on the battlefield!

Since marrying her husband, she has been very well protected by her husband, not to mention fighting, it is rare to even break a skin, how can there be such an exciting scene surrounded by thousands of monsters?

"My black-hearted little padded jacket, whether my mother can survive this wave depends on whether you come to help in time."

Lady Judy sighed, stitched up the dwarf's wound with her hands and feet, and dragged the last unconscious human onto the table.

This guy's injuries are quite serious, and he has lost too much blood and is in a coma.

It was obviously not enough to stop the bleeding alone, but Lady Judy did not have any medicine on hand

No, there were some medicines, but she didn't know those things and naturally didn't dare to use them casually, just as she was clawing, a small bottle was thrown from behind, and Lady Judy looked back in surprise to see the halfling assassin who had been "tortured" by herself at the beginning leaning on the plank of the storeroom, dragging a loaded gun in his hand.

She gestured to Lady Judy for the vial.

Mrs. Cowboy nodded, unplugged the unconscious human warrior, and spent a few more minutes doing a simple bleeding stop and bandaging.

At this time, the shouts of killing outside the storage room were quite clear, and there were the murmurs and kobolds of the muddy gnolls and kobolds in the violent explosion, and Brother Bing's trap was triggered, but it also meant that the enemy had entered the fortress.

"Huh"

Lady Judy, whose hands were stained with blood, dragged the armed belt from the waist of the wounded human in front of her, and stabbed herself, and then carried the revolver and ammunition bag in her hand, and finally stuck a waist knife at her waist.

She glanced at the nine wounded she had treated, picked up a dwarven shotgun from the ground, took a deep breath and rushed out, not forgetting to block the door to the storage room, apparently intending to protect her patients.

As a result, Mrs. Cowboy had just turned a corner when she saw a gnoll with two kobolds rushing in along the shattered wall.

In the next second, one person and three monsters looked at each other.

Time seemed to stretch infinitely at this moment, and Lady Judy's mind was in confusion, but her hands moved according to the "traditional handicrafts" taught by her farm father and mother when she was a child.

The revolver was pulled out, and the classic hip shot was fired three times in a row.

At such close range, the not-so-standard "cowboy gun drawing" still showed full power.

The gunshots rang out, and the two kobolds turned over and died with blood rushing in their heads, but although the jackal was also shot in the chest, he just stumbled because of his strong vitality, and then screamed and dragged the knife under the stimulation of pain.

Lady Judy finished the remaining three bullets, but they were empty due to nervousness.

"If this is seen by the mighty father of the family, I will have to say that I have lost the face of the Lone Star Republic."

At this critical moment, this idea flashed through Mrs. Cowboy's mind very nonsensically, and because she had been pampered for many years and had not practiced, the "ancestral craft" was wasted.

But after all, she is a cowgirl who grew up on a farm, and she still has that ruthlessness in her bones at the critical moment.

Seeing the gnolls pounce, Lady Judy smashed her empty pistol into the gnoll's eye, causing the latter to take a few steps back, and then pounced on the half-elf woman in front of her with a dwarf shotgun in both hands.

The barrel pierced like a spear, plunged into the gnoll's gaping mouth, and then pulled the trigger.

With a "boom", the hideous head exploded in front of Mrs. Judy's eyes, the headless corpse fell to the ground, and the cowgirl who was splashed with disgusting things made a Yue movement.

This scene was almost completely seen by Yinhu who came to support on the other side, and this young man who prides himself on being a PVP player was deeply shocked by Mrs. Judy's 1V3 wonderful counter-killing, and then suddenly came to his heart.

Look at others and then look at yourself, how else can you say that Boss Chenlong warned his brothers that they must not be proud?

The water of this "Real Otherworld" is too deep, does any hot big sister have this terrible strength?

"More gnolls are rushing in!"

Just as Lady Judy picked up the pistol and trembled and stuffed the bullets into the nest, Terranova, who was like a "battlefield announcer", shouted again:

"From the east, they're coming from the east!"

"Don't mess around! Brothers, according to what I just said, two bombs per person, after igniting them, count three counts silently in your heart and then throw them out to blanch! Let me count three counts, not thirty numbers, throw them away! ”

The roar of "The chief says I'm short" came from above.

After a ghostly howl, the flaming bombs smashed from a high place into the breached area to the east, and the delayed bombs landed on the ground without giving the gnolls any chance to react, and the flames exploded and turned the brutal bastards on their backs.

The dwarven musketeers at the top of the watchtower burst into cheers, and they were relieved to hand over the defenses below to these weak but brave "civilians" who didn't know where they came from.

Although the two sides did not understand the language, at this moment they strangely reached a tacit understanding of tactics.

Players use explosive bombs to fend off enemies, with two Earth Priests repairing the shattered breastwork while the Gnolls and Kobolds are blasted out, while the Dwarven Musketeers at the top clean up approaching enemies with a halfling rapid-fire cannon perched on a tower.

They can still hold on.

But if the Gnolls continue to attack on all sides with this ferocious offensive, relying on the current unstructured defensive structure, it will only be a matter of time before Fort Courage falls.

This is not the main force of the Gnoll, after all, not even a hunting priest can be seen, it should be just a partial division of the Claw-splitting Gnoll.

"Ahh

In the midst of a fierce firefight, danger emerged from the sky where no one noticed.

The sharp spear fell from a great height, stabbing the dwarven hunter in the leg as he operated the rapid-fire cannon, who screamed, and the rest looked up to see three fierce armored wyverns falling from the sky.

Behind these large winged cats rode four or five heavily armed gnolla raiders, their goal clear: the blood-colored battle banner planted above the tower.

This thing has been crafted into a "strategic artifact" by the Psykers under Lord Heather, and is attached to an aura of courage that can resist fear and strengthen the will, as well as a psychic aura that attacks the gnolls, and any gnolls who come within the range of the blood banner aura will become sluggish and vulnerable.

It must be ruined!

This is the will of the Claw Master!

"Up! Kill all the dwarves and humans! Raze this place of shame! ”

The Gnoll Overseer, wielding a halberd, roars on the Wyvern.

The elite assaulters it led leapt from behind the wyvern and engaged the elite dwarves guarding the tower in a small area at the top of the tower, while the Overseer himself smirked and harnessed the wyvern to the Blood Banner in the center of the tower.

It's going to cut it off and bring it back to the clan as a symbol of its bravery and strength!

What neither the Dirtclaw Clan nor the Whiptail Clan could do, it will do with its own hands! And the humiliating Hurley's defeat will be a stepping stone for it to climb to higher positions!

"Hahaha! The chiefs will reward me for that! ”

The guy laughed and jumped down, landing in front of the blood flag, swinging his halberd and about to slash down, but before he could move, he heard a strange "whistling".

Looking up, in the dark night in the early hours of the morning, a slender figure fell from the sky.

The two delicate wings flapped in the air not to fly, but to adjust the angle of the fall to allow the deadly "death from the sky" tactic to take shape, and the thorny combat armor on its hands popped out with sharp claws, and in a shadow-like "jump", the falling Pomegranate appeared like a ghost behind the Overseer.

Shadow Walk, Clever Slash, and Throat Slicer, combined with the Assassination Bonus, tore open the Overseer's neck guard in an instant, and nearly severed its throat in a dangerous way.

The Overseer was anxious and furious to retreat, but the charged Pomegranate stepped forward to receive a ferocious and chilling Winter Wolf Steel Fist, which was right in the middle of the mouth, and the impact was so powerful that the latter lost his balance, and fell from the tower with a scream of embarrassment as the Hammer Guards flew down.

That's clearly not enough height to kill a battle-hardened Gnoll Overseer.

But it was unlucky, and when it fell, its head hit the broken masonry on the ground, and its scalp was bleeding and limped up, and it saw a long-haired half-elf with a good body raising his shotgun and aiming at it.

"Nope! It's not."

"Bang"

Mrs. Cowboy opened fire quickly, for fear that the gnoll monster in front of her would make another two-stage transformation and rush in and strangle everyone to death.

She didn't know that the two bullets she loaded into the chamber were gold-burning bullets.

But that didn't stop the projectile that flew out of the chamber with the blessing of lethal archery and accurately entered the eye socket of the gnoll's hapless overseer, and slammed its entire head upwards in the rush of blood, and after the brain was stirred into a mosaic, even the most powerful gnolls would have to drink and hate it.

And if it knew that it was only a level 1 newcomer who had just entered Translancia for more than an hour, it was estimated that the Gnoll Overseer would be holding his thighs in front of the Lord of the Hunt and crying that the other party was hanging.

"Wow! Mom, you robbed me and the little pomegranate of prey! ”

A black shadow swooped down, startling Mrs. Cowboy, raising her gun to aim, and then saw her precious girl flapping her strange red wings hanging in the air looking at her.

Xiao Wei Ming still had a worry on her face that she couldn't hide, but after seeing her mother's incomparably brave shot to kill a gnoll overseer, she suddenly felt honored and proud of her mother.

"Stinky kid!"

Mrs. Judy's heart was relieved, and she dropped her gun and rushed over and hugged her daughter.

She was really frightened by the strange experience of more than an hour.

The main reason is that this ghost game is too real, so it makes her really feel like she has fought a battle at this time.

"Don't be afraid!"

Xiao Weiming, who was held by her mother, poked her head out of Mrs. Cowboy's shoulders and shouted to the newcomers behind her:

"We're here to help, these gnolls and kobolds are dead today, and lo and behold, they're all down."

The tired and frightened newcomers looked up stupidly, and saw a black shadow with wings falling from the sky in the dark sky.

There were special whistles that made a high-pitched ghost-like sound as they descended at high speed, and fierce creatures carried weapons into the retreating kobolds and gnolls and began to kill.

The dwarves at the top shouted, "The Transian madmen are coming!" We are saved! Shameful voice.

So, for the first time, the newcomers really realized the prestige of the "predecessors" here, ah, you are the famous Translancian madman, right?

It's thunderous.

(End of chapter)