In response to the new situation of the filthy swamp, the nimble Xu Gesen is also trying to open up a new way of playing while asking for the help of the gods.

Since the surface of the swamp was not safe, it used the Trancian way to dig tunnels, and a large number of kobolds were sent to dig tunnels underground, but this movement was soon discovered by the soldiers who roamed around the swamp and reported to the headquarters of Wolfsburg, and a familiar fierce battle in the underground tunnels was repeated in the southern region of the filthy swamp.

The newcomers of the Pride Guild are just the first wave of unlucky people who were attacked by kobolds, they were blocked by kobolds when they passed by their pits when they were carrying out communication test tasks, and the newcomers were also brave, and they didn't want to play the player's true colors recklessly.

Okay, with the new combat stats and the poor eco-friendly gear, it might be a little difficult to go head-on against the Gnolls, but it really doesn't feel like any pressure to beat the kobolds at the bottom of the Translancian food chain.

At first, it was just a new team attacked, but soon more guild compatriots came to support under the call of friends, and they easily repelled the kobolds, but it was difficult to quickly annihilate them at the new level, so the kobolds also began to shake the jackals and soon made a comeback, and the newcomers were reluctant to retreat despite their faces in the pit.

In the extreme situation where both sides began to shake people, the encounter turned into a head-on confrontation, and then the head-on confrontation quickly escalated into a local conflict, until half an hour later, when the first Gnoll hunters joined the battlefield with brute soldiers, and almost at the same time, the tin cans of the Riptide Knights were belated.

At this point, this unexpected conflict turned into a skirmish.

At noon on the second day after the gnolls entered the filthy swamp, an inexplicable battle quietly began.

The Wolf Castle command didn't think this was a bad thing, anyway, a full-scale conflict would come sooner or later, so he simply took the initiative into his own hands, and Qin Ye immediately began to dispatch troops.

Whitson's side didn't think it was a bad thing, and its biggest headache was that the Transansians hid in the vast and dangerous swamp to carry out a sneak attack, hoping that the soldiers on the opposite side would confront them head-on, so the Chosen One also seized the opportunity to send nearby sweepers closer to the conflict site.

At this time, the two sides were tense, as if they were fighting.

It was in this situation that the four members of the artist's team approached the site of the conflict along the pit dug by the kobolds, but the end of the pit was not in the combat zone, but rather closer to a forward camp that the gnolls had just opened.

When the gourd roast crawled out of the pit with his head poked out of the mud and looked around, he saw a fierce gnoll overseer yelling and rallying soldiers to support the front, the howling wolves being saddled, and the well-fed gnolls with fierce faces on their faces.

They are also very hot from the terrain of the filthy swamp, and although the gnolls love this damp and muddy place, the carnivorous plants and all kinds of dangerous companions are not friendly.

They hate this place!

It's as if the meat that has been swallowed into the stomach is being digested by gastric juices, and they are the piece of meat.

"Shhh

Sweet potato burned hurriedly retracted his head, and made silent movements to his three brothers in the pit, they secretly shrank back into the pit, and said in the dark:

"There are at least a few hundred gnolls outside, it seems to be a pioneering position, let's find a way to end this place and definitely get a reward, but we have to think of a way, otherwise the four of us will be eaten alive by the gnolls if we dare to rush out."

Sweet potato roast rubbed his neck and said to the other three:

"Concentrate all the explosives on us and see how many there are."

The four men quickly cleared their pockets, but disappointedly there was not enough explosives to ignite the entire camp.

There are a lot of butterfly mines, because all four of them have taken on the daily tasks of Swamp Mine, but this thing can be used for yin people, and it is not enough to make frontal damage compared to the newly issued broadsword, and in addition to this, one person carries three magazines and some bulk bullets, in this case, even if the sniper god is gracious, so that they can solve a jackal with one shot, it is not enough to kill all the bad guys in the camp.

"Gotta outwit! I don't think it's poisonous. ”

The sinister tofu fiddles with a bottle of dangerous-looking toxin, which is a "good thing" made by his part-time pharmacist deputy job outside of the iron barrel boy's main job, extracted from the highly poisonous plants in the filthy swamp, and when integrated into the liquid, it does not emit a strange smell, and the toxin is so strong that it can temporarily paralyze the swamp tiger when quenched on the weapon.

But the proposal was quickly rejected.

The reason is simple, they do not have the conditions to poison.

Not to mention that none of the four real assassins could achieve silent stealth, and the Gnolls had lost their best chance to poison themselves when they were ready to set off to support the front line, and the Gnolls didn't have the strange custom of drinking a bowl of Zhuangxing wine and shouting about it before they set off.

"Do you want to call for aerial bombardment?"

Cucumber Strip fiddled with his walkie-talkie and proposed:

"There is a team of blood vulture vampires on the side of the Wolf Castle on standby, and Qin Ye has a lot of incendiary bombs there, and it only takes one round of accurate bombardment to wipe out all these gnolls."

"Are you crazy?"

Sweet potato roast scolded:

"It's going to be daylight! If the vampire dares to take off, he will be burned first, and then the situation is critical, and when they fly over, the daylily will be cold, and they will have to think of a more direct way. ”

"There are a lot of trees around here, and the toad I just saw is one of those toads that explodes, dangerous things that the druids of Avalon have specifically warned us not to approach. The Jackals also knew it was dangerous, so they didn't camp near the water source. ”

Tomato Sauce whispered proudly:

"I'm a hunter by my subprofession, and I bought a scroll of beast language at the Church of Avalon some time ago, so I can use beast communication to temporarily appease those toads, pack them up and throw them into the gnolls camp.

When stimulated, it explodes, releasing fluids that vaporize and burn with a scorching force, making it unrealistic to kill gnolls with it, but at least it can alarm them and stop them from going to battle.

Spread the sweet potato roast and tofu and milk together.

Didn't the Avalonian priests say that? The trees in the Carnivore Forest won't attack us, but the Jackals will be targeted if they dare to run around, and it would be nice to make them bleed, as the blood would irritate the carnivorous plants even more.

Lead the gnolls to the nearby water's edge covered with spiked lichens, where there are strangled water vines and wild vines, and there will be enough for them to drink a pot. ”

"What about me?"

Seeing that he had not been assigned to the task, Cucumber Tiao suddenly became a little anxious.

He also wanted to contribute to the cause of the war in Translasia, but Sweet Potato Yaki had already understood Tomato Sauce's intentions, and he patted the cucumber strip, the youngest of the four, on the shoulder, and pointed to the explosives piled up on the ground and said to him:

"After we've lured the gnolls away, you're responsible for calling for support on the walkie-talkie and throwing these things into the camp by the way, especially the butterfly mines, which are scattered as much as possible. The three brothers will definitely not be able to come back today, so whether you can create enough damage for these gnolls depends on whether your kid's skills are clever enough.

Look, if this vote is done, the feat of the four of us defeating hundreds of gnolls is not only a tribute to the great achievements of our ancestors, but also enough for us to touch the threshold of the Hall of Fame, which is an irreproducible super victory!

It's a very uplifting kind.

Even if he dies, it's nothing more than three days of quitting the Internet.

It just so happens that I've been playing games a little crazy lately, and my parents have a lot of opinions, so I have to be well-behaved in the next few days so as not to be taught a lesson by my dad with seven wolves. ”

"Okay! Brothers are so interesting, I can't be bad! Isn't it just a life, I'm absolutely done! ”

The cucumber strip agreed to come down as soon as he was crossed.

So the four members of the bold artist team immediately took action, ketchup touched the water's edge and began to use the skill of appeasing the beasts to collect the dangerous explosive toads one by one and put them in several jars, while sweet potato roast and tofu milk touched the two directions near the camp and set up guns, and also buried some surprises on their preset escape routes.

The gnolls in the camp over there were regrouping very quickly, and by the time the smirking ketchup came back with four or five jars, the Scarred Overseer had already made a pre-battle declaration.

The back and forth is still the cliché of the Black Plague, for the glory of the Lord of the Hunt, not only the Gnoll soldiers are tired of listening to it, but even the players who have been fighting with them for more than three months are tired of listening to it.

"Get ready!"

Ketchup made a military gesture to the cucumber strips hiding in the tunnel, and then approached the gnolls in a prostrate manner with the jar containing "mass destruction", and imitated a certain Rambo to coat himself with foul-smelling mud in order to avoid being sniffed by the wolves with a keen sense of smell.

Don't say it, disgusting is disgusting, the effect is quite good.

Crawling all the way to a tent cover, Tomato Sauce took the jar off his body, shook it vigorously in his hand with a very perverted smile, frightened the few explosive toads in the jar, and then used the grenade throwing skills he had trained in the war to throw the thing towards the galls phalanx.

The first jar fell right on the head of a gnoll brute, and the silly guy picked it up to see what was inside, only to hear a muffled sound as soon as he picked it up.

The violent pheromone explosion shattered the jar, causing the corrosive bodily fluids of the explosive toad to spill everywhere, and in an instant, the gnolls contaminated with these liquids within five meters screamed in pain, but then a series of canisters smashed over, and the foul smell instantly spread in the muffled explosion and screams.

This was just the beginning, more like a signal, and the sweet potato roast and tofu hidden on both sides also launched shelling in this direction at the same time.

The four guys all have the profession of Bang Bang Boy, and they have an accuracy bonus when using the small barrel they carry with them for grenade projectile, and as soldiers taught by Lao Qin, these four college students have their own set of skills in using mortars, and they are very accurate in three consecutive projectiles.

The edge exploded twice, the last explosion from the sweet potato burn out of the shit luck when the gold-filled white phosphorus bomb landed not far from the Overseer.

The intense spray of white phosphorus blew up its beloved wolf in an instant, causing it to lose a leg and scream and fall to the ground in smoke, the painful Overseer rolled his eyes as his bones were burned, and the queue of hundreds of gnolls immediately dispersed.

Many of them were wounded, but few were dead, and they scattered to the angry roar of the Overseer and rushed out in the direction of the attackers.

Sweet potato roast and tofu can run, their location is on the outskirts of the camp and the transfer route is planned, but the ketchup that has already touched the camp will definitely not be able to run.

This guy who has already raised a domineering spirit doesn't want to run.

He jumped out of hiding after throwing the explosive toad, grabbed the vulture claws and fired wildly at the crowd, using expensive gold-burning bullets, and tried to throw a grenade after emptying three magazines in one go, but a hunter seized the opportunity to shoot an arrow that pierced his thigh and caused him to fall to the ground.

Several brute soldiers with big shoulders and round waists roared and pounced, but they were pulled out of the decisive wine by Tomato Sauce's backhand, and a hideous smile appeared on their mud-covered faces, and they did not retreat but rushed towards several brute soldiers.

With a loud bang, the black light-devouring divine power exploded, and before he hung up, he took a few more gnolls and went on the road together.

The Overseer with his leg burned off would be stupid!

These Translantian barbarians are really getting mad and crazy, and it clearly sees that there are only three people attacking them.

What kind of ecstasy soup did that vampire Murphy pour into them? Let them dare to take such an extreme attack!

Even if it's an immortal who can't be reasoned with!

Hedging three against hundreds of gnolls was too crazy for even the Overseers themselves to describe.

Those two who ran away were destined to not run far, they would struggle in the mud but eventually die at the hands of the gnolls warriors.

The Overseer thought as it saw the scarlet earth not far away, the vegetation on the otherwise unremarkable ground seemed to be sucked in enough blood, and spikes resembling starfish grew from the edges.

This damn swamp is a hell of malice.

Wait a minute!

The plants of this swamp are carnivorous, and they don't seem to attack the Transansians, not good! These dogs are luring themselves into dividing their troops, and then using the crazy plants in the swamp to consume the lives of the gnolls warriors!

Overseer Hurgesen had specifically instructed him not to divide his troops into the swamp.

Ah, hell!

I was tricked.

"Quick! A few of you! ”

The Overseer, with the broken leg, endured the pain of his heart and shouted to the soldiers guarding him:

"Call our warriors back! It's a trap! Don't go deep into the swamp."

Before it could finish its sentence, a series of explosions sounded in the escape route of the two college students, and the surrounding trees were shaking, and the smell of a large amount of blood splashed alarmed them, so that these hungry plants were also ready to feast.

The Overseers were in a hurry.

Knowing the seriousness of the problem, its guards chased after it with a rallying horn, leaving only one guard to look after the Overseer, who picked the Overseer to his feet and was about to stop the bleeding, when a whirling bullet flew from the side and struck it in the eye, causing the gnoll to roll over and fall to the ground without saying a word.

The Overseer was shocked.

Damn, there's one more of the attackers, and he's hiding nearby!

It immediately grabbed its tomahawk, but the weapon that had cut down so many enemies was unlikely to give it the slightest sense of security at this point, and it looked around, looking around the disrupted camp, trying to find the attacker's location.

But it didn't notice that the cucumber strips covered in mud were crawling up to it from the side.

With a combat dagger in his mouth, the guy left the explosives aside, moved behind the wounded Overseer, reached for it, and quietly touched it.

"Hey, greetings to Mr. Murphy!"

He deliberately spoke a not-so-standard Transantian in a hoarse voice, causing the Overseer to jerk back and see several grenades fall at his feet, blasting it away again as the glittering dagger tore at its neck.

Cucumber strips are not professional assassins, and they are not very good at melee combat, which will activate the power of their three ancestors in one go, and it is a random stab, which can be regarded as a random punch to kill the master.

This Overseer was already blown up by a white phosphorus bomb, and it was lucky that he could survive, he didn't have so much strength to resist at all, and the combat dagger in the hand of the cucumber strip was an enchanted Thorn Clan assassination dagger, which had its own paralysis and quenching poison, and was a real high-end product.

A gnolloin overseer died at the hands of a recruit.

The cucumber strip didn't even have time to scavenge for the loot, he got up and grabbed the explosives and scattered the vicious butterfly mines all over the camp, placed a few broadswords in a very vicious hiding position, and finally made a thunderbolt with a few gold-burning bombs along with the corpse of the Overseer, and after all this he heard the sound of the gnolls' rallying horns.

Those guys are coming back.

Cucumber Strip thought about it, and felt that it didn't seem righteous for his other three brothers to die and survive alone, so he made up his mind to play another big one.

He used his walkie-talkie to inform the Wolf Castle of the situation here, and then jumped into the mud and rolled and hid in the mud like a predatory crocodile, he saw the jackals returning urgently back to the camp, and then a series of butterfly mines were triggered to explode, and for a while the screams rang out.

When the "Lucky One" ran around and ran into the lead of the broadsword, blowing them apart along with the surrounding gnolls, several gnoll captains were so angry and anxious to see the slain Overseers that they stepped forward to collect the Overseers' corpses, only to hear a crunch when they lifted the dead Overseers up.

"Boom"

The thunderbolt that pulled the lead exploded, reaping the lives of several captains in an instant, smashing the burning corpses to the ground, and scaring the remaining gnolls in the camp.

They rarely feel intimidated.

But what had happened in the last ten minutes had made them feel like they had been haunted by the "swamp ghost", and now that the captain and overseer were dead, they had no leader and no idea what to do, and the camp was sprinkled with vicious butterfly thunder that kept them from moving.

In the midst of this dead silence, the cucumber strips suddenly pounced out of the mud like a wolf howl, and pounced on the nearest gnoll priest, knocking the creature to the ground and slashing it indiscriminately.

In the splatters of blood, he cut off the man's head with a sapper shovel, and turned back with the bloodied head, ready to be killed by the gnolls.

But before his eyes, the frightened creatures just watched as the sludge monster lifted the priest's head and smiled horribly, twisted smiles at them, and though it was daylight, the gnolls felt like winter.

I don't know which of the heartless creatures was the first to scream, and then the jackals were choked by the sudden explosion of fear in their hearts, and they roared and ran around one by one.

"Huh?"

The cucumber entry stared at the gnolls screaming and running into the swamp, and he touched his face in some incomprehension.

No, I shouldn't be so ugly, right?

"Look at you! Do you really think you're flying so hard that you scare them away with a loud roar? But that berserker's roar just now is really good, give you full marks, and I'm not afraid of your pride. ”

A mocking voice sounded in the tree not far from the cucumber strips, and the art student looked up and saw the honest man dog in the Demon Eight Masters Collection, who spun the bone staff in his hand and said in a long voice:

"What is the effect of Lao Tzu's fear technique just now? Hey, with your fierce and vicious stroke, I'll tell you, hey, it's amazing! ”

(End of chapter)