Sixty-six Sneak Attack 1

The wizard sat with his eyes closed, silent for several minutes. ※頂※点※小※Say,↖.2▼3x.netbsp; To those who don't know magic, a wizard just sits with his eyes closed, but a person who knows magic can feel that at this moment he has embraced the wind of magic and is in a state where he can cast magic at any time. In this state, human perception is greatly improved. However, even if there is no actual magic, this state still requires a lot of energy from the magician, so the magician cannot stay in this state for long.

Opposite the wizard, stood another man, dressed in a delicate and distinctive Chaos armor. Whoever can possess this kind of armor is at least a Chaos Champion Samurai. In addition to this, there were several other people on the side, all dressed in different ways, but it was clear that they were all wizards. However, judging from their expressions and movements, they have a lower status and should be wizard apprentices.

The sorcerer with his eyes closed suddenly opened.

"How?" asked the Chaos Champion.

"They changed direction and went to another tribe. The wizard said. Although the wizard's face was calm, there was still doubt in his eyes. "But I don't know what they're going to do?"

"From common sense, the Silent Panic Tribe no longer has the ability to take the initiative. But they went out...... Why?, is there a problem with the scouts?" Chaos Champion muttered to himself softly.

"It's a joint report from several scouts, and I don't think it's a problem. For more than ten days in a row, Silent Panic made a series of actions that seemed very bold. But in the end, it was just a posture and did not put it into practice. The Wizard Champion said. "It's all a fake shot. What are they trying to do? Don't they know that by taking the main force away from the well-defended camp, it actually gives others a chance to attack?"

"Speechless panic has always been cunning. I'm afraid they also saw through this kind of calm under each other's control. In this scramble, being the first victor is pointless – perhaps worse than that. The key is to be the last one to win. Everyone wants others to fight to the death first, and become the final winner themselves. ”

"That's right, but even so, what's the point of their actions? In my opinion, they are just putting on a scare appearance, but their strength can't scare anyone at all now. Besides, although each tribe wants to preserve its strength and not attack at the first time, if it is true that the battle comes to the door, everyone will not wait to be beaten. ”

There was silence all around, and everyone couldn't understand what the Silent Panic Tribe was trying to do.

"I can only understand that they have a plan. A wizard apprentice interjected. "Didn't you say some time ago that a new Chaos Lord had appeared in the Silent Panic Tribe?

"It's a pity, according to various intelligence, the whereabouts of this Chaos Lord who commanded the Silent Panic Tribe are now unknown. Another person on the side said. "Our best spies infiltrated their camp and, after much inquiry, confirmed that the Chaos Lord was not in the camp. And there is no movement of this mysterious Chaos Lord in their army. ”

"I know it's Bruce who is in command of this striking force. But if there is a Chaos Lord, why would it be the turn of a Chaos Champion to command the main force? Is this a hoax in itself?"

"Not really. What's the point of camouflage, they're probably aware that the Chaos Lord's story has been revealed. But...... To be honest, this strange appearance of the Chaos Lord is very suspicious. If this was a scam from the start...... It is not impossible to panic in silence. ”

"Was it a bluff on their part when they had no other choice?"

"Maybe. However, it doesn't matter what the plan is, the key is ...... What are we going to do?" the Chaos Champion looked around. If you want to become the final winner, there are nothing more than two conditions, one is that the strength is overwhelming. To use a figurative metaphor, after the tiger hunts food, the jackal can only watch and drool from a distance. But unfortunately, this condition is not true, and now it is a group of beasts staring at a fat sheep, but there is no king of beasts like a tiger among the beasts. Everyone's strength is about the same - even if there is a slight gap, it is not the kind of gap that cannot be bridged.

The second condition is to choose the right timing. Timing is important in this kind of scuffle, and early entry usually means leaving the venue early. Once everything has been decided, it means that there is no chance to even enter. A common way of thinking is to position your troops in a position that is conducive to attacking, but never lightly. In this way, we can avoid premature consumption of strength and seize the fruits of victory in time.

This strategy is certainly quite correct. But when each tribe chooses this strategy, things become the situation at hand: everyone expects someone else to do it first, and no one does.

Of course, if the situation does not change fundamentally, with the passage of time, there will eventually be someone who can't hold his breath and makes the first move. Once you have the first, the second, the third, the fourth...... It will follow as a matter of course, and a scuffle will be in full swing. Because it's a matter of timing: neither the sooner the better, nor the later the better, but the best when the enemy is at his weakest.

After only a short meeting, the participants immediately discussed a result. In any case, no matter what kind of tricks the silent panic tribe uses, it is definitely right to stick to the camp, spread the eyeliner, and wait for the fighters.

......

It was dawn.

At this time, the sky was still gloomy, and only a little fish belly white faintly appeared in the east. However, although the heavens and the earth are dim, the vision of human beings has also expanded a lot, at least they can see the camp in front of them from a distance.

It was a standard Chaos Tribe camp - roughly square in shape, surrounded by a wall of earth and stone. In addition to the entrance and exit road, a wide trench was dug around the wall. These ditches were not staked like the Asowen tribes, but they were wide and deep.

The Sons of Plunder tribe is not a nomadic tribe, but a tribe that mainly fishes and hunts. Nomadic tribes do not use such camps, they have to move all the time, and they do not have time to build such complete fortifications. And the main way of life of the children of plunder is hunting. Their only place is in a valley, and a river rarely seen in the grasslands flows through the bottom of this fertile valley. It's easy to catch fish and beasts. However, the real bulk of the Sons of Plunder's income is from the sale of mounts. Yes, although they were not nomadic tribes and did not produce horses, they did produce another kind of mounts.

When the late autumn and winter arrive, animals known as "steel cattle" migrate through the area. This animal can be captured and trained to be a powerful mount. They are stronger than horses and can carry a lot of weight, making them excellent heavy cavalry mounts. Many tribal leaders came here to buy such mounts in order to show their status. By selling this excellent mount, the Sons of Plunder clan grew stronger and stronger, eventually qualifying for the battle for the salt pools.

It is not cost-effective for the attacker to attack such a long-term fixed camp. Don't look at it as a camp, in fact, in terms of defense capabilities, it is not inferior to ordinary small towns. Just like the so-called "wall", in fact, it is fully capable of being called a "wall". Because the wall is so thick, the top is big enough for three people to walk side by side.

Perhaps because of the imminent war, they also set up a series of auxiliary fortifications at the top of the city walls. If there is one drawback, it does not have an arrow tower on it, as the southerners do, so that it cannot form a multi-angle counterattack against attackers.

At this time, the entire camp was in a state of extreme calm. The Sons of Maraud tribe believed that the scouts they had sent out, and that the winds of magic that could reach any corner of the world in an instant, could convey the alarm in time, so they had no idea that a dangerous enemy had quietly approached, peering into the void of the camp not far away.

Flint wasn't an experienced commander, but even though he was young, he quickly decided that it was unrealistic to storm such a camp. Not to mention that he only has 300 people on hand who are not enough to fill the trenches, even if he has 30,000 people, it will take enough time and energy to gradually build siege machinery before he can finally attack.

In fact, with him and his small troops, let alone attacking the camp, even if the troops in the camp came out to face it head-on, his chances of winning were very small.

Fortunately, from the beginning, Flint didn't think about attacking head-on. This is a surprise attack, and this kind of thing is completely different from a frontal battle.

"See, it's a steel cow. On the side, Gander introduced Ashrufat. He was referring to several beasts trapped in cages on the edge of the camp's exterior.

The animals look a bit like cows, which is probably why they got their name. But Ashrufat knew that it was much more dangerous than a cow. Many Southern books (especially those written by the Church) argue that the Bull is not a creature in the ordinary sense of the word, but rather a composite of a part of a demon and a large amount of Chaos Enchanted Armor. The books are usually full of exaggerated horrors of chaos, saying that this gigantic and terrifying steel beast is a creature of chaos, and that the beating demon heart is full of the urge to kill. Their bodies are forged from the flames of chaos blasphemy and terrifying runes, and primal anger and murderous desires permeate their bodies beneath their metal shells.

But on the battlefield, Ashrufat also saw the corpse of a steel ox. It turns out that they may be wearing Chaos-specific armor, but underneath the armor is still a creature. It is an omnivorous, very strong and powerful creature. It may be misunderstood because they are capable of carrying very large weights. They can wear heavy armor (even bullets can't shoot through the thickest part of the armor), as well as ride a heavily armed cavalryman. And after bearing the huge weight of both, this animal can still gallop with a degree that is not lost to a war horse. Moreover, they are more courageous than war horses, and can charge straight into the enemy line without fear. On the battlefield, these knights are like a moving mass of iron, and their charge is huge.

Fortunately, the number of Steel Bull Knights was too small to form an army on their own, and could only be used as mounts for officers. And their charges, as powerful as they are, are no match for the more dangerous Chaos Eggs. Finally, although steel oxen are usually heavily armoured, the gaps in the armor are large in order to move. If a bullet can hit these gaps, it can hit them hard. In addition, they are also living beings, and even if they are strong and hardworking, they will sometimes be tired.

"Are there many Ox Knights in the army of the Sons of Mardder?" Ashrufat asked Gander.

"Oh, yes, but not much. Gander said. "It is not easy to domesticate this animal. And they had to sell the steel ox mounts in exchange for something else. ”

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