Chapter 640: Tired tactics

I don't know when, there are some simple traps on the way out of the village where Abetta is. Especially the second trap that hits the priest is the most annoying.
It was a nest bow with two triggers. The first person to step on will not trigger, the goal is the second person to step on. It let go of the avant-garde knight and turned the priest to help.
Abeta's team spread out the battle queue, highly alert but stared at the knight and priest. There was no enemy at the scene, only the trap where I did not know where to put it.
The priest was hit in the thigh and screamed on the ground. He quickly applied ‘Treatment of minor injuries’ to himself, but shouted for help:
Help me quickly, I only prepared a‘ neutralizing toxin ’today.

The caster has a limited number of spells per day and can only be prepared for choice.
The injured priest is not high-level, and the second-order ‘neutralizing toxin’ was used by him on the knight who opened the way. Now that the knight has been badly hit, he is also threatened with life by toxins and needs someone to help.
There were several priests in the team, but when they saw the miserable situation of their companions, they did not dare to move forward, and all drew back to ask Abetta to send troops to find the way. Make sure there are no other threats on the road.
It was impossible to beat people, but to be beaten alone. This situation made Abeta angry. He waved his whip and ordered a group of infantry to grab a wooden shield to the priest to save people.
Ten minutes before and after, the unlucky priest was rescued. But the knight in front of the road was too badly wounded and poisoned too deeply, and it had already hung up.
Without any process, the nobles died under a bow used for playing rabbits, and no nobles could accept it. It was like a person walking carelessly at night and drowned in a stinky ditch.
I said nothing.
Too useless, too disgraceful.
To resurrect the dead, this requires the high-level priest to pray specifically to the gods.
There are only a few low-level chaplains in Abeta ’s team. Treating minor injuries, neutralizing toxins, purifying food and water, they can only do simple tasks.
The real threat is helpless.
"Master, we just have to find some thieves to find traps." The attendant whispered.
Abetta raised her hand again as a whip, "Where am I going to find some thieves? Besides, God knows how many traps were placed on this road? When will we have to find it again?"
There was a snapping sound, and the attendant bleed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't dare to say anything, but he slowly retreated. Others saw the Lord angry and frightened, but they all dared not speak.
Abeta's breath is hard to smooth, but the road still has to go. Otherwise, hundreds of people will be trapped in an unknown village, and they will not be able to eat or drink for a few days.
"Arrange a group of swords and shields to go ahead and let the soldiers use spears to test the ground and the surrounding woods for any traps." The Lord still had to find a solution.
So more than one hundred soldiers were arranged to the forefront with fear, holding a shield and holding a spear to explore the way. Because everyone was afraid, it took only half an hour to rub a three or four hundred meters, and found five or six rough traps.
There is no cost to these traps, and it is not difficult to set up the ordinary poor. As long as there are some simple tools, a person can arrange dozens of them every day.
But with these traps, the team's speed is too slow, and it may not be possible to reach the next village before dark. Abeta asked the team to spread out later and advance from the woods on both sides of the road.
But the environment in the woods was more complicated, and within five minutes of moving forward, someone stepped in a pit.
That is really just digging a hole, which is the size of the sole. A slender crossbow was buried at the bottom of the pit, specifically used to pierce the soles of soldiers' feet.
Military officers have leather boots with hard soles, while soldiers only have straw sandals. The slender crossbow is really convenient to do anything, and the bottom of the foot is worn one by one. The poison is also smeared.
The soldiers calling for help were lifted out of the woods, and their faces were already white. He was n’t hurt badly, but he urgently needed ‘neutralizing toxins’, but the army priests stood idly by.
The magic arts are all exchanged for by the power of faith. It is too wasteful to use it on a soldier. Usually the soldiers carry their injuries on their own.
Abeta did not mean to order the priest. He only shouted in disgust: "This waste is useless, throw him aside."
The poisoned soldier was thrown to the side of the road, and soon died of a poisoned heart due to a heart palsy. He knew his own ending before he died. His companions all looked sad but helpless.
Abeta again forced the soldiers to continue to advance, but the team's progress was slower. In order to save their lives, the soldiers took special care every time they moved.
In order to speed up, Abetta went to the village that had been scourge before and caught a group of poor people, forcing them to open the way ahead. This made the soldiers march faster.
But the traps on the road will be there for a while, not for a while, completely irregular. When the poor people caught were mostly dead, the whole day passed. Abeta's team arrived at the next village before dark.
A whole day of worrying made the noble officers and civilian soldiers exhausted. They poured into the village directly, trying to kill a group of people to vent their anger.
But when the soldiers violently pushed down the thin walls of the village, they found that there was no villager in this lonely village.
All the people in the village fled, the food was removed, the wells were filled with soil, and there were few left even intact houses.
The soldiers thought they could rest. They were too excited to enter the village, and immediately several people were trapped.
Someone was poked by a row of nails as soon as they pushed the door, and someone touched the machine of the 'free crossbow' by turning over the box. Someone finally found a sip of water and drank it after drinking.
The village seemed to be in danger everywhere, so that people were puzzled and worried. Even the stronger cavalier master must be careful to avoid a stroke.
Not many people died in the village, less than two figures. But the morale of the soldiers was hit too hard. In the past, they stubbornly resisted the raids on villages and towns. As long as the leader is killed, the rest of the poor will naturally obey.
But now no one can see, only the traps are waiting.
It was dark, but the villages in the wilderness didn't even have a bonfire. Hundreds of people of Abeta stayed outside the village in a daze, hungry and dry. They are even in danger of collecting wood fuel.
"What about the untouchables in this village?" Abetta stood at the entrance of the village, glancing at the darkness with wide eyes.
But there was nothing in the darkness except the cold wind.
Normally, as long as the soldiers kill a group of people in the village, they can force the rest to serve themselves exhaustedly. Eat, drink, and lazar to sleep, there are people doing all things.
But now there is nothing.
Especially the well in the village was filled, and hundreds of people could not even drink their saliva. The priest has a "water-making technique", but he can't even satisfy the nobleman in the team.
If you want to drink water, you have to dig wells. This is not only a technical job, but also takes time. Neither the master nor the soldiers can't wait.
"When did the pariah become so cunning? Where can they go?" Abetta was puzzled.
The current situation is completely beyond the past experience of the nobles. They only vaguely knew that this was not something a single villager could do, and there must be someone teaching and organizing behind it. Otherwise, it is not easy to relocate the population of a village.
"Contact Hult and Kane, and ask them how they are doing?" Abetta ordered.
The entourage wizard releases his flying favorite, and finds two other teams that should have been near Abeta.
Abetta first picked a room to stay. As for the knights and soldiers under their hands, they can only find their own way. Sleeping in the open air or repairing the house depends on their own abilities. The Lord no longer cares.
Food can only eat dry food that you bring with you, and you can swallow without water. The morale of the soldiers was reduced to the minimum, and Abbetta kept complaining.
As a commander, Abetta occupies a room but has no way to rest. He feels that he has fallen into the enemy's calculations and is in a large net that is tightening.
Hundreds of people have great strength, and they can't find opponents but are constantly consuming.
In the middle of the night, the flying pet did not find any other Banshee troops in the two or three kilometers nearby. This shows that Hult and Kane did not keep up.
Abeta thundered violently, screaming at her colleagues for being shameless and abandoning themselves.
The slow fuse buried in the village just ignited a dozen or so preset ‘flame glue’ clay pots.
Blaze at night!
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