Chapter Seventy-Seven: Warlock Ranch
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Since the debut of Loris and the others, they have never fought such a battle, and the countless grass and mud horses in the hearts of Loris and the other leaders of the thief group galloped by. If it weren't for the eyes of the church behind them, they would have given up on this task a long time ago, so why should everyone go home?
And now I can only bite the bullet and harden it.
Loris blushed at this time, and sent a group of hunters and stalkers to find out if there were any traps, and they all had the ability to 'detect traps'. He turned his head to look at Hollid, who was falling behind, thought about it, shook his head again, and turned his gaze back to look ahead.
Lloris originally wanted Hollid to perform the 'seismic technique' and destroy all the emblems and traps in one go, but after thinking about it, the emblem magic may not be able to destroy even the seismic technique, but will damage the ground and hinder the offensive line on his side, which is completely worth the loss.
And now let Hollid cast another three-ring magic, he may not agree, you must know that he has just cast a four-ring and three or four one-two ring magic in a row, and the magic power is also a little insufficient. Besides, he didn't necessarily record the magic.
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Seismic,It is the third ring of the elemental system of earth magic,It's a kind of auxiliary magic,The magician through the open magic circuit in the body,Connect the surface,Mix the magic power in the magic net and inject it into the land,It is a certain range of land for a short and shallow crustal movement,That is, earthquakeγ
The attack power of the earthquake spell is actually not very large, after all, this kind of small area of the earthquake can hardly cause any damage to creatures in the open area, at most it will cause a little stun or interrupt some spells cast by magicians who are not focused enough.
However, his range is relatively large, and he can destroy some less solid defenses or buildings, and can cause damage to some traps or emblems, which is a kind of magic that is more suitable for field and positional warfare.
The disadvantages are the large mana consumption and low direct attack power.
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"Liaison officer!" Loris yelled, calling for the liaison officer who was hiding on the side.
"Lamy, go and contact the reserves behind and inform them to hurry up, we need their support now, let's go. Loris looked at Rami the Stalker who was standing there with a respectful face, and sighed in his heart, the liaison just now seemed to be more than lucky, and now he actually needed Rami himself to be the liaison officer.
Rami is an old subordinate and old partner who has followed him for more than ten years, since Loris was a lone ranger adventurer, Rami has ventured with him to do missions, joined the Shadow Church together, formed together, and has become the leader of a group of thieves of nearly 200 people until today. Of course, now there are only about seventy or eighty people left in their bandof thieves.
Rami had some charred burns on her hands and head at this time, and from time to time there were bursts of electric arcs from the wounds, and at the same time there was a faint smell of burnt. Obviously, when he was caught in the trap just now, he was still performing his duties as a liaison officer, liaising on the front line, and was plotted by the trap, and it was a lightning emblem with a paralyzing effect. Thankfully, he wasn't affected by too much paralyzing effect, and his movements were quite flexible.
"Yes, as you command, Chief of Lorris. Rami is a taciturn middle-aged man in his forties, and his height of 1.7 meters is very much in line with his professional characteristics, he agreed, turned around and ran back.
Loris looked at the stalker hunter group who were exploring the trap in front of him, and the hunters and archers who were shooting at each other, and paused and ordered the whole army to step back and rest. The Earl's army on the opposite side had long since withdrawn the musketeers that had had no effect, and the two sides were briefly at peace.
After a while, the 'Forest Safari' finally arrived. Forest Safari is a small team of thieves, the highest level of the Church team outside of the Loris Thieves, but one of the fewest of the bandits. Now, of course, it's the second highest.
In other words, the individual quality of the 'Forest Safari' is the highest among the many thieves here, and now that the Loris Thieves have lost nearly half, they are undoubtedly the most powerful thieves here.
However, Carson, the leader of the Forest Safari, did not take away Lloris from the command and leadership of the combined forces. But to others, Carson wasn't because of the high profile or some other moral reason - morality really wasn't worse than in the eyes of the Thieves, the Daker believers.
Carson didn't take the lead partly because he was afraid of the church behind Lorris, but even more because the remnants of the defeated army in front of him couldn't support the high-intensity fighting.
Groups of thieves, covered in wounds and stains, sat lazily on the ground, not even blinking the Earl's Court army not far away. Even the arrows that flew from time to time were selectively ignored by them.
At this time, there was no fighting spirit and vitality in their eyes, and all they had in their empty eyes was the fear of the unknown battlefield and the confusion of the future. Even the screams from the wounds seemed a little weak, and they couldn't see their arrogance just now.
A small number of small and medium-sized leaders who still seem to have some fighting spirit try to save the fighting spirit and hope of their subordinates, but with their embarrassed image and uninnovative means, the effect can be imagined. After a while, even these leaders, who had some fighting spirit, gave up on meaningless incentives for their subordinates. There was a gloomy negativity on the battlefield, which hung deep over the heads of the bandit group.
With such a defeated remnant of the army without fighting spirit, Carson, who has a vision, naturally does not want to command them. You must know that these demoralized remnants will transmit their negative emotions to his subordinates who are already high morale, and make the guys who were originally fighting become as passive and dead as them.
In cold weapon combat, morale is always more important than numbers.
"Carson, I'll leave it to you next. As you can see on our side, we won't be able to help you much in the short term. Loris sighed deeply, pointed to the wounded soldier on the spot, and said to Carson as he approached with a tired expression.
"I see, leave it to us, you've done a great job. Carson looked at the embarrassed Loris in front of him and agreed with some surprise.
You must know that as Carson and Lloris, who eat together in and around Banji, they both know each other very well, after all, they are the most direct and main competitors, and they have been fighting for many years, so they can't be familiar with it if they want to.
In Carson's portrayal, his old rival Loris has always been a personable middle-aged gentleman, although he does not have any titles or government positions, and is not a descendant of a down-and-out nobleman, but he has always had high requirements for his own etiquette and image, and Carson has always used the title "Sir Lorris" to satirize his opponent.
Even in the most dangerous situations, even in the face of the upper echelons of the church, Sir Lorris has always maintained a ceremonial demeanor that is completely unnecessary for them thieves, and his dress has always been meticulous.
But now 'Sir Lorris' had no manners at all, and he was now dragging a body of dust, tattered leather armor, and a wound on his shoulder that had been cut by the debris from the blast of the 'Demolition Emblem', which was now firmly wrapped in an emergency bandage.
The long, silky hair, which had always been oiled and looked elegant and noble, was now messy like a beggar, and the strands of sweat and dust were scattered on his forehead. The quiver behind him also looked a little crooked, and there were naturally few arrows inside.
Even Loris, the commander and rank 12 hunter, was so miserable, you can imagine how fierce and ferocious the battle just now was.
It seems that the guy on the other side is not easy to deal with, so this time we have to go all out and be prepared for heavy casualties. Carson looked at his embarrassed 'old friend' and was secretly surprised, while silently preparing for the worst in his heart.
Loris smiled happily, and expressed sincere admiration for the behavior of his old opponent in front of him for not taking advantage of the fire. The large, rough, smudged hand slapped Carson's knight's shoulder armor twice before turning away.
"Carson, although most of us on our side are no longer combative, I still have a few higher-level subordinates under me, and I will hand them over to you for the time being, and I look forward to you avenging us. In the distance, Lorris's elegant, magnetic baritone voice came slowly from the air.
Accompanied by Lloris's voice, a figure about one meter seven tall slowly appeared from Carson's side, and it was Lloris's old comrade-in-arms, a ninth-level stalker - Lami.
Carson didn't say anything, turned around and began to direct his men to organize a new attack.
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On the earl's side, after watching the reserves on the opposite side come up, the earl naturally knew that the most brutal decisive battle was about to begin. Immediately, he put on his armor and rode the demonized mountain horse he brought this time, which was mainly used for ornamental purposes, and rushed to the front line with the mage regiment and several other big figures who had not been engaged in battle.
The magicians of the Earl's Court have not yet done it, and at most they have engraved a few magic insignia, mainly because their magic slots are limited, and important magic tricks must always be used in key places. And because of today's banquet, the magic bit structure of these people is also somewhat unsuitable for war, most of them are some single magic tricks used to protect the earl and his family, and it is already the limit to be able to make up the few magic emblems just now.
Now that the number of enemies has dropped sharply, and it seems that there are only more than 100 people with combat effectiveness, the magicians' magic tricks against individual individuals have finally come into use.
At the same time, the infantry on the earl's side also reorganized their formation, and slowly pressed towards the 'Forest Safari' bandit group standing on the front line opposite.
"Hmph~~ Look down on us? Dealing with so many professionals here, the opposite side is ready to let a group of ordinary soldiers rush. "It's the Warlock of the Forest Safari - Ranch.