Chapter 1512: Win more with less

Robben rushed out of the wooden house in surprise, only to find that Fleet had made the protoss warriors pierce the fence outside the entire camp at an incredible speed. Now these protoss warriors are photographing the neat team, it seems... cāo act.
Of course, it is too vague to say that Cāo is acting. Now Fleet is obviously taking actions against xìng.
Even if the fences outside the camp have been erected, and the scope of the Pioneer Camp has been clearly delineated, there are still many good witches staying there, and they don’t seem to be worried about Fleet’s actions at all. , On the contrary, I am looking forward to it very much. Robben can see clearly that now the jīng spirits and witches scattered around have automatically gathered together...
This kind of collection is very clever, it looks very scattered, but it maintains mutual echoes, and can make many changes in the battle at any time. This is the most often used by the jīng spirits and the witches, their unique battle Formation.
Both sides are in a duel!
The corners of Robben's eyebrows trembled. He didn't expect this to happen when he woke up! I really don't know what Fleet is thinking about, and that these jīng spirits and witches are too unscrupulous now, this kind of thing is not a joke.
The war drums of the Protoss suddenly rose up quickly. In the schoolyard zhōngyāng, tens of thousands of warriors of the Protoss patted the war neatly, and started to move forward in anger. In front of them, they were standing loosely there. There were less than two thousand jīng spirits. Witches.
"Why... so noisy?" When Robben wanted to rush in to stop the fight, a lazy figure climbed up from the window. Nalan lay down on the window with an unhappy expression, and said with a pouting mouth. You banged the war drums early in the morning, how do you want others to sleep?"
Robben couldn't help but look at the sky. Now the sun is about to set, and the last few rays of brilliance are slowly being collected by the clouds in the sky.
Shaking his head, Robben threw this indifferent thought out of his mind, and said quickly: "Nalan, get up quickly, the jīng spirit and the witches are about to cause trouble!"
Nalan was unmoved, and yawned and said: "What's the trouble? Isn't it just to start a discussion with the protoss soldiers, just... lest the protoss always arrogantly look like we beg them to come here to help us. "
With that, Nalan smiled lazily. He stretched out his slender arms and hugged Robben directly under the window, "Master... Nalan is hungry."
Robben couldn't help but froze, "You mean..."
"Anyway, it will happen sooner or later... How could those Protoss really cooperate with us if they were uneasy. How unwilling the soldiers were to see the master when they were defeated outside the city... Anyway, don't worry about it, give it to Nalan. Eat something...or else the master will come back and hold Nalan. Then Nalan won't be hungry..."
Robben frowned and thought for a few seconds. After all, they still couldn't move, and in the huge camp of Pioneer Camp, the spirits and witches had dispersed like butterflies, and the battle with the soldiers of the Protoss began.
This is a very strange scene.
Protoss soldiers are quite satisfactory. Although they did not ride war horses, they are now in perfect condition. Each protoss warrior was filled with vindictive energy, and the weapon in his hand was gleaming. Whether it was endurance or destructive power, it could not be compared with the previous battle with human soldiers outside the city.
However, it was only after the battle. The Protoss warriors fell into a very uncomfortable situation.
The reason lies in the way the spirit and the witches fight.
The orderly warfare of the Protoss warriors directly destroyed the position of the jīng spirit and the witch. They seemed to be scattered all at once, but the jīng spirit and the witch, which were divided into two groups, gathered in two places, and once again attacked the protoss soldiers from both sides. Situation.
However, this time there was a huge difference in the number of soldiers. The Protoss soldiers clashed, and the seemingly regular formation of the jīng spirit and the witches was broken, but they could quickly find their companions again and gather together again.
After several destructive charges, Fleet frowned and found that the enemies were still gathered in two places, they were not dissipated at all, and...
It was the first time Fleet saw such a battle formation. The spirits and the witches stood in a strangely separated form, without any special rules, and they stood in a mobile formation at any time. They were always moving. , The formation changes at any time, sometimes drawn into a line, sometimes shrunk into a circle, and sometimes scattered like scattered sand, just like unstressed leaves swaying in the wind.
The clumsy battle formations of the Protoss warriors are completely unable to keep up with the fast-paced war changes of the opponent. They cover each other and set off each other, as if cut and recondensed, shattered and reunited, and jumped out of the Protoss battle formation. Wandering wantonly.
No one catches them. They use very strange postures and use magic to move quickly. They are like the wind. They are always close to you. You feel like you can attack her, but they are always a little bit worse... …And when you feel sorry, the arrows and magic bullets have hit your head. If you are tempted to take one more step, then countless short knives will be highlighted in the hazy war like clouds and mist. Dragged into hell...
Within a short period of time after the start of the battle, many Protoss fighters had fallen down. They were stunned without exception. Fleet understood that if they were on the battlefield, the number of deaths and injuries would now be at least 20% higher, because The other party does not need to be merciful at all.
This would happen to 10,000 protoss warriors against less than 2,000 jīng spirits and witches!
Fleet, who had been irritated by these jīng spirits and witches a moment ago, was even more annoyed and shouted fiercely, "The army obeys the order! Give up the battle and attack! Take these jīng spirits and witches back to me. !!!"
The protoss warriors were taken aback when they heard this, and gave up the battlefield... Does that mean attacking at will? I have never practiced this in training...
"Abandon the battle formation and catch those jīng spirits and witches!!" Fleet roared!
The Protoss warriors faithfully implemented this order, and a very strange scene occurred. The war that was originally solid and golden collapsed, and the tens of thousands of Protoss warriors roared messily, rushing towards the jīng spirits and witches in front of them...
Outside the camp, Nalan had already giggled. He put his arms around Robben's neck and shook left and right, "This Fleet is so funny, he actually came up with such a way, in principle, it seems to be good..."
Robben already knew the outcome of the battle, and said helplessly: "It's a pity that Fleet has never encountered a jīng spirit on the battlefield, let alone a witch. If he knows what kind of situation they like best, maybe It won't be like this..."
Before Robben's words came to an end, the situation in the Pioneer Camp had undergone a rapid change. Under the crazy impact of the Protoss warriors, the spirit and the witches suddenly dispersed like a puff of smoke. but……
What happened next made Fleet feel as if he was dreaming.
Facing the protoss warriors who suddenly swarmed, the spirits and the witches were not submerged and forced to retreat. Instead, they rushed up at the fastest speed, just like pervasive mercury. It was like a mist again, and the light of varying brightness flickered in front of the Protoss warriors. The figures of the jīng spirit and the witches instantly became blurred.
Fleet is at the back of the team. I was shocked to find that the spirits and the witches like a sea cháo fiercely crashed into the protoss warriors from the front of the team, rushing forward without hindrance. The warriors' bodies covered their trajectory, and there was no way to structure Now there is a huge problem with his position, there is no mutual cover, no mutual support. The soldiers were in chaos. The spirits and the witches seemed to have rushed to their sides, but they looked like phantoms, and everyone did not dare to attack indiscriminately. For fear of hurting the people around him, the warriors who were infiltrated by the spirits and witches were caught in a dilemma.
Then... Fleet shivered and saw the misty light penetrate the protoss warriors' bodies. The large swaths of warriors fell silently, and the ghost and the witch shone in the dim light. But his figure is still advancing crazily, as if a big mouth is devouring a protoss warrior.
Fleet roared, "All scattered!!"
Pushing the horses, Fleet, who had been on fire all day, rushed up by himself, his whole body burning with golden vindictiveness, as if an angry greeted the countless vague figures rushing toward his face.
But... Fleet couldn't touch any spirits and witches at all. That large piece of gloom that moved countless spirits and witch figures suddenly separated from the middle when it was about to hit Fleet, completely getting away. After he stopped, continue to attack the Protoss warriors elsewhere...
This made Fleet scream. He was about to turn the war horse, but his body slammed. The four hoofs of the war horse were concentrated by something and fell down...
Fleet jumped off the horse, his face was already covered with black clouds, behind... a large swath of Protoss warriors were being brought down...
Nalan was already overwhelmed by the camp, "This idiot, he has to ride a horse, if he can't do it like other soldiers, um... this situation is when the jīng spirit and the witch are playing their combat effectiveness, haha... This time he has to remember this lesson!"
Robben is not as happy as Nalan. If it is said that the failure of the Protoss in the fair duel outside the city can be said to be the victory of the human strategy, and this time... tens of thousands of the soldiers of the Pantheon fought less than two thousand loose spirits and witches. , The result was defeated, this was squeezing Fleet's face severely.
I don't know what this self-esteem fighter will feel now.
"Okay, don't laugh, now follow me to the aftermath." Robben patted Nalan lightly on the cheek.
"Oh...oh?" Nalan nodded, but immediately shook his head, "No... Nalan can't walk..."
"Then why do you have the strength to bite me!?" Robben glared at Nalan annoyedly, and just after such a short time, Nalan happily bit a tooth mark on Robben's ear.
"Nalan is hungry... the master wants to starve Nalan to death, so Nalan has to eat her master."
Robben said helplessly, "Alright... Then you have to rest first, I'll get those jīng spirits and witches back, and then I will get you dinner. It's all right now."
"Hehe..." Nalan rubbed Robben's cheek happily, and suddenly shrank his head and got into the window. Then there was a messy sound. In a blink of an eye, Nalan jumped out of the window again and hit Robben's arms. , Already dressed neatly, "Nalan will go with the master."
"Are you walking again?"
"Yeah! Just a little while after speaking, it's okay." Nalan said in a serious manner.
Robben: "..."
The atmosphere in the pioneer camp was slightly tense. The spirits and witches who "slaughtered" the protoss warriors from start to finish were gathering together, giggling and celebrating the victory.
The faces of the Protoss warriors around are not so good-looking. The Protoss warriors who were busy around the camp are gathering here, and more and more.
Fleet's face was completely dark. Seeing the protoss warriors lying on the ground in pieces, many of them are still in a coma. Fleet is not only ashamed and angry, but the feeling of wanting to cut off his head makes Fleet want go Ape.
"Fleet, is it all right?"
Hearing Robben's voice, Fleet turned abruptly, staring at Robben like a wounded beast, his eyes faintly red.
Robben had to shook his head, "I'm sorry for these jīng spirits and witches to disturb you, but I think this is also good. At least you now understand some of the other's situation, Nalan, call those jīng spirits... uh."
Robben, who was talking, found that he was empty around him. Nalan had already sneaked up to the jīng spirit and the witches early in the morning, and was clapping his hands to celebrate with them...
This fool is simply fanning the flames...
Robben rubbed his forehead. "Fleet, anyway... this time it's a martial arts show. I don't want anything unpleasant to happen to it."
Fleet looked back at the protoss warrior who had fallen to the ground in a coma. Gasping for breath in his nostrils, "Yanwu?"
"You have to understand that if this is actual combat, it is impossible that only two thousand spirits and witches are here. You can see that... There are ten times as many enemies that have not joined the battlefield, even if you gather all your troops. In the end. ...And only the result of being slaughtered."
Fleet's eyes trembled fiercely a few times, and just across from the camp, a large number of jīng spirits and witches gathered to the official website here, with more than 10,000 people. And it seems that it is definitely not all.
His breathing gradually increased. Fleet seemed to be pressed by something heavy. His tall and sturdy body began to slowly bend down. The feeling of heaviness seemed to radiate from Fleet's body and let the people around him. Feeling extremely depressed.
"Fleet, I want to reiterate my words, when you come here, first of all...you have to learn. This is a completely foreign world to you. You will live here for a period of time. There are many, many waiting for you to do."
Fleet's hands were tightly clasped together, and there were rattling noises from time to time.
"Don't worry about those jīng spirits and witches..." Robben looked a little helplessly at the happy jīng spirits and witches, and Nalan who was taking the lead in cheering. "Look at my witch Nalan, you know. What kind of guys are they..."
"Unexpectedly... my 10,000 soldiers were defeated by a mere two thousand spirits and witches, this..."
Robben immediately interrupted Fleet's words, "Fleet, you still don't seem to understand, the spirit and the witch... are not weaker than you. What I want to say is that you must change your opinion now. Your soldiers are loyal. Bravery, they were not wrong, but they were defeated and lost to a few jīng spirits and witches. This proves that the opponent is stronger than you. This is nothing shameful."
"Those jīng spirits and witches... are stronger than us?" Fleet's eyes reddened.
"Yes, if you pick out a jīng spirit and a witch to fight your warriors one-on-one, I think the two warriors who breathe you will be killed."
"what?"
"Because each of them is a master of actual combat, and each of them has experienced hundreds of thousands of life and death battles. They hide and assassinate. They are good at using blind spots of vision and the strength of light to create hallucinations. They are good at protecting themselves, and they will kill you in one blow , Will pretend to be dead and wait for the opportunity to counterattack, Fleet, where is your soldier?"
"I... mine..." Fleet was speechless.
"Except for fighting on the training ground, the soldiers in these armies basically have no actual combat experience, right, the only bit is accumulated after coming to the human continent, Fleet... You have to know that your soldier advantage lies in Where, and to look at the seemingly weak enemies correctly, this is the first thing you have to learn."
Fleet fell silent.
"Protoss warriors can be said to be invincible in the human continent~EbookFREE.me~ but in guerrilla warfare... they can only be slowly consumed. If they are in chaos, they will be attacked by the jīng spirit good witch who likes chaos If there is a gap, then there is absolutely no chance of winning."
Fleet shook his body and exhaled heavily, "Okay...I see, now go to treat the wounded soldiers, and the camp will be built today, and tomorrow morning...start to learn new fighting methods."
Looking back, Fleet said word by word: "Don't defeat those jīng spirits and witches... I will not return to the realm of God!"
Stubborn guy...Looking at the back of Fleet striding away, Robben smiled bitterly, thinking that maybe this would be good too. Once a person like Fleet figured out something, he would go without hesitation. Yes, if he can lead the Pioneer Battalion to maximize the human combat methods, then... this sharp force of only 100,000 will become a very terrifying force.
The only question now is...how long will it take? Look at the sky and watch the night slowly fall, Robben couldn't help sighing. The situation in the God Realm must be very urgent, right? The Demon Race should begin to actively prepare for the coming of the Black Emperor. In this short time, the war will be particularly tragic. (To be continued...)