Chapter 137: . The queue that collapses on its own

On the sand dunes, 300 jackal pirates marched forward with their two-handed battle axes.
But his face became more ugly.
Because when they saw the city walls and arrow towers on the sentry oasis, the extremely violent heart that was originally due to the long journey, turned into flames rising in the chest, which was severely short of water.
His eyes were bloodshot, and looking at the stone building, his emotions could hardly be controlled.
"This is wrong."
The pirate leader's hand held his tomahawk tightly.
Anger also came straight to his chest, making it unable to resist the desire to wield a battle axe and slaughter all the low-lying low-lying races around him in order to alleviate their anger. And hate.
These inferior jackals tricked them.
The low-lying jackals found and collected at the puddle said that there was nothing in the sentry oasis.
No arrow towers, no city walls, no fortresses.
"Oh--"
An angry howl came out of the pirate leader's throat, with a sad and desperate hatred.
The surrounding wolves and pirates also howled, holding their battle axe high, even if their throats had been cracked due to lack of water, but they still made such a scream, just like howling in desperation.
This is how they vent their inner emotions.
Once on the sea of ​​stars, they just howled, and with the desperate despair, they wiped out all the powerful enemies.
Although Jackals are not good at water warfare, they dare to work hard!
But now no matter how they howl and how sad they are, the despair in their hearts can't give them any chance of victory, even if they are desperate, they have no chance of victory.
The sentry oasis has long become a human territory.
The fortress is made of stone, with arrow towers and city walls.
This is not a merchant ship or a war ship.
You can jump on the deck to fight with rope and approach.
The towering arrow tower and the straight city walls have already constituted the absolute sky, so that these long-traveled journeys have become exhausted, and the Jackal pirates who are about to run out of lights are extremely desperate.
The expeditionary army of the Grey Mane Kingdom, of course, prepared siege equipment.
After all, they made up their minds to conquer the cities and fortresses of the human kingdom and establish a colony dominated by jackals.
But the 300 jackal pirates did not.
They are just outposts of the expeditionary forces, belonging to the advance team, who came to explore the way first.
The mission is to contact the Jackal tribe, and be the first to prepare the food and water for the expeditionary force to reach the southern part of the Nalun desert, and make timely supplements to ensure that the combat effectiveness of the troops is restored in a short time.
It's that simple.
Although they still have hidden tasks.
But it is just to kill the shamans and chieftains of the jackals and control the uninferior tribe of jackals.
There is absolutely no such thing as now, because the jackal tribe was turned into ruins by the human torch and turned into ruins, and even the water wells were buried. It is necessary to dig a large pit 7 meters deep and 20 meters wide in order to find the basin size at the bottom. water.
Not to mention the expeditionary army of 3,000 people, even if they were 300 people, they would dry up if they could not drink a few sips.
This is a serious water shortage, and there is no supply.
Therefore, the pirate leader will decide to hunt down the wolves in the desert who are still struggling, or recruit the small tribes of wolves, intimidate and lure them all together, and take advantage of the advantages of many people to occupy the sentry oasis and obtain fresh water. Supply, at the same time take the lead to establish an outpost, waiting for the arrival of the expeditionary forces.
Otherwise, when the expeditionary troops run out of supplies and come to the south of the Naron Desert, they will still run out of light like them.
They can tolerate lack of water.
But it can't stop drinking water at all.
The original sentinel oasis was the driving force behind them, but now it is in deeper despair.
"We failed."
The pirate leader spoke in a low voice with a desperate voice.
Even if it took pains to gather all these inferior ethnic groups to form a cannon fodder unit of more than 3,000 people, they could face such a high city wall, and they still had no way to do it without siege equipment.
The pirates behind it were silent, and no one spoke.
But his eyes are full of hatred and anger, as well as unwillingness.
When they came here, they were ready for all deaths, but it was not such a humiliating death.
"Desperate! We still have a chance, the believers of the Storm Lord will not give up!"
Some Jackal pirates lifted their two-handed battle axes resentfully, and the sharp blade of the axe aimed at the fortress in front of them, shouting: "Anyway, we are going to die. We can break through the gates of the human fortress, and we can win by rushing in. We attacked the Lizardmen's defense fortress. Isn't that what we did? No one is our close opponent!"
Its words freed all jackal pirates from despair.
The same is true of pirate leaders.
Hands clenched with a battle axe, his eyes looked at the fortress that was thousands of meters away, and yelled in a low voice: "Let these cannon fodder all die, we must also rush in. This is the only way we can survive!"
"Awow! Kill kill!" The brutal nature of these jackal pirates poured out in their souls.
The lower jackals around looked at them in fear.
For these higher jackals, the natives of the Naron Desert had no will to resist.
Their IQ is poor.
The jackals from the Grey Mane Kingdom have high military power.
Intimidated and tempted, this group of low-level jackals who were already on the verge of death and finally had no way of life, finally made up their minds to follow these apparently higher ranks, just like the wise fellow clan of the jackal shaman. The sentry oasis advances and wants to recapture the water source occupied by humans.
Walking slowly, the group of jackals stepped forward messily, over the sand dunes, and came to a kilometer outside the city walls.
"Drechem" has only two gates on the east and south.
These jackals did not find the city gate.
But many jackals were scattered towards the sides, but they found a small lake with a wave of light beside the city wall on the west side. These low jackals who did not drink enough water for many days were like crazy. Such restlessness.
If it weren't for the high jackals, the pirates could still blame the crackdown, and had already pounced on it to drink.
"With archers, don't take risks."
These wise high jackals apparently saw the crossbowmen in the arrow tower and the attic.
They have experience with this.
Lizardmen are good at using crossbows, and elves are good at using bows. They do not have enough siege equipment. They must not attack the fortified strongholds, because the continuous crossbow arrows and feather arrows will make the strongest jackals also die. .
Can think of here, they are increasingly desperate.
Their current defect is that they have no siege equipment.
If there are skinned large shields blocking the arrow rain, they can go to the lake to drink water one by one.
But not to mention the big shield, there are no trees in the desert, and it is impossible to make it. This is not the lush vegetation of Mannheim coast. There are enough trees to be cut by their two-handed axe and then split into planks.
"Sir, we can only get into the gate of this stronghold first."
There were pirates who gave advice and pressed down their smoky throat's desire for water: "This lake is a trap. I can see those human archers and crossbowmen, expecting us to come closer."
"Then transfer." The pirate leader gritted his teeth and issued an order.
But those low-level jackals who were thirsty to the extreme, were restless with this command.
Many people even have to leave the team and run towards the lake.
Since the well was destroyed, these low-lying jackals have long been hungry and unbearable. Although they have used their instincts to dig out wells and eat the bodies of their dead companions, they are now intolerable.
They are originally low-level ethnic groups, and do not have the wisdom of the higher jackals at all.
Seeing water now, they became crazy.
"Awow!"
The roaring sound came out, and the lower jackals couldn't help it any longer. They ran towards the lake on the west side of the sentry oasis. Their eyes were full of hunger for water, and they didn't even notice it. The attic of the city wall, the Swadian crossbowman who had collapsed his crossbow string, and the Vecchia archer with a long bow on the arrow tower.
"Huh, huh, huh..."
The low-level jackals who approached more than three hundred people ran directly into the lake, and the splashes of water wet their gray furs. These boldest jackals enjoyed the first moisture.
They swallowed the clear lake water and enjoyed the hard-won moisture.
More low-lying jackals in the rear are about to move.
Even the 300 jackal pirates pressed into battle, and split the heads of several jackals with their two hand tomahawks, causing the entire queue to start to commotion, and they wanted to fall apart on their own, and could not wait to drink water by the lake.
The physiological desire for water almost blinded the hearts of these low-lying jackals.
"Damn! You poor people, all stand here for me! Stand still!"
The pirate leader and his subordinates raised tomahawks~EbookFREE.me~ intimidated the low-lying jackals who had no direct contact with the enemy, and would collapse directly, with bloodshot eyes.
They certainly know that this is a trap for humans.
But the heart is full of despair, this is an obvious trap, that is, let the thirsty troops in the desert collapse, unable to endure the thirsty smoky end of the throat in front of the small lake!
But their prevention became more and more powerless, even with the blood of lower jackals.
When more jackals see their companions drinking unbridled, they are almost unable to bear it.
The queue became more and more commotion.
Even the lower jackals at the end looked at the front with red eyes.
No one found that, originally at the top of the dune when he came, dozens of human cavalry had gathered together, watching the queue of these low-lying jackals silently, becoming more and more scattered, more and more commotion, Even succumbed to collapse.