Chapter 120: Guerrilla

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read2();　　 Bhutto is a little anxious now. He is a tauren from the Solar Empire.
At this moment, he was in a post on the west side of the central island, wearing simple animal clothing, showing strong and powerful thighs, pacing back and forth, huge horns rising into the sky, and inside the bell-like bull's eyes, there was The color of anxiety flashed.
　　His post is a secret post, and there is an open post guarded by his brother not far away. He has agreed to send a message every half an hour, but at this time it has been more than an hour since the last transmission, and there is still no news.
This makes Bhutto more irritable the more he thinks about it. The tauren’s temperament is definitely not good in the empire. Each one is like a gunpowder keg, which explodes at the touch of it. When he sees his feet reach his thigh, he continues to vomit. The kobold with his tongue raised his leg with a kick, and the kicked kobold flew out with a scream.
　　 "The lower races of the empire that only waste food, if it weren't for the nose, and suitable for tracking, how could his dignified tauren warriors join them!" Bhutto said inwardly.
The Solar Empire class is clearly distinguished, divided into three levels, upper, middle and lower. The tauren has strong combat power, intrepid fighting style, and a large number of ethnic groups. When others are gunners, it is estimated that they can compete for the position of this race.
Speaking of Bhutto and his brothers, they are also quite prestigious among the younger generation of Tauren. They belong to the leading figures. The two alone stepped on the Tongtian Mountains and stepped into the Cloud City. This will appear in this competition. Among the list of small worlds, there are naturally kobolds who look down on race.
He was wondering whether to send a kobold to investigate the situation, and saw that the two kobolds in the secret whistle raised their ears at the same time, grinned, and let out low roars. Suddenly, he felt bad and hid behind the bunker. , But it was too late, and three arrows shot into the post against the ground.
　　 One shot directly into his throat, and the other two shot directly into the head of the kobold.
The tauren's powerful physique kept Bhutto from losing his ability to move. He stretched out his hands and pulled out the arrow from his throat, blood gushing out, he wanted to roar, but he couldn't make any sound, just that arrow. He had completely torn his vocal cords, and then he covered his throat with his hand, blocking the blood rushing out, and his huge bull eyes stared at the gate of the post.
Three figures walked in from the hidden hole of the secret whistle. The girl in the sword was dressed in a white sword suit, and her pace was steady. It made people unable to see that she had just killed a protoss angel before. The tall Miss Xu still held a huge giant in her hands. Long Tongue Archway Soul, with solemn expression, next to it is still the strongest shield in Zizhu Lane, Xiao Yuan.
　　 Tauren Bhutto rushed out from the side, regardless of the blood sprayed from his throat, a green flame of faith rose on his body, raised his hands, and hammered the three people below!
The height of the imperial tauren is generally more than 2.5 meters, but Bhutto is even higher, reaching an astonishing 2.8 meters. Not to mention the small sword girl, even the slender Miss Xu is only a tauren. At his belly button, the figure of Bhutto's heavy hammer seemed extremely powerful, and the three figures seemed to be hammered into meatloaf in the next second.
However, the power of the world is not determined by the size of the body. Before the heavy punch came, the girl Jiansheng had already lifted her foot and kicked the Tauren's left knee. The huge impact force engulfed a strong sharp sword. The anger caused Bhutto's left leg to be kicked off instantly, and his body fell directly to the left. His fists rubbed the corners of the three men's clothes and hit the ground!
　　 The whole post shook fiercely!
The Jiansheng girl's complexion remained unchanged, raised her hand and stretched out, the void flashed, and the air was full of light, a piece of silk pierced from the tauren's heart, pierced out from behind, and then turned into a starlight dissipated again, but a tall and burly figure Then fell.
　　 Bhutto knew that he and his brother would be reunited again in the yellow spring, and peace would be restored in the post.
　　Ms. Xu found a place to sit down at random, then began to ponder and analyze the current situation, and said lightly:
"In less than two hours after landing on the island, we removed a total of six outposts, so the empire may have more people coming this time than we thought, and the layout of the open and secret posts is very level, so there is a brilliant man on the opposite side. Commander."
　　 Xiao Yuan circled the entire dark whistle, carefully checked every place, and responded:
"Sister, this secret sentry is equipped with a tauren and two kobolds. Combined with the outposts we have encountered before, it is estimated that the current population of the empire is between 1,000 and 1,500, and there are traces of life here. It's not heavy. It hasn't been long since the defense line was formed, and there are still holes to exploit."
　　 Xu Qing nodded. Although this eldest lady is confused on weekdays, don't forget that she is the granddaughter of Wei Guogong Xu Sheng, who has practiced the art of war since she was a child. She has an excellent sense of battlefield smell and talent.
"Grandpa once said that we use bows, shoot people first, shoot horses, capture thieves and capture kings first. If we want to win more with less, this is the best way. We can't go straight to the tiger's lair to capture the king, but I believe your Highness. Absolutely, so we have to pull the imperial alien front to break the surface, at least on the west side of this floating island, we cannot send a alien back to support."
　　 Swordsman nodded after hearing this, and pulled out the crystal clear, evil demon blade from behind, while holding a virtual hand in her left hand, Ling Luo Jian appeared, walking slowly out of the outpost, a flat voice sounded:
　　 "I don't know how to fight on the march, but I'm good at killing the enemy in battle!"
　　 Wanjian Pavilion two swords!
　　 At the same time, in the cave where Zhao Yu was located, Lin Xiao, the little killer god, drew a simple layout of the central floating island with branches on the ground, and hundreds of young human monks surrounded him.
"Look at you. According to Ms. Qing's investigation, it can be roughly concluded that the entire floating island has been laid out by foreign races with three lines of defense, crossing each other. Because of the existence of the mist of tricks, the decapitation tactic will be our most advantageous choice, so it is divided now. Fight for the two fronts. First, harass and involve a group of five people to the east and north-south defenses. They don’t seek to fight hard, but only want to make their clones useless and unable to return aid. As for the road to the west, the journey is too long. I can only give up. Second, the elite team will bring the fog of tricks into the center of the island to conduct decapitation operations, and then counter-encircle from the inside out after the decapitation."
　　 After Lin Xiao finished speaking, his heroic eyes looked directly at the people around him. After seeing them nodding their heads, they continued to speak: "The staff will be distributed below. First, the two parts of the island. Who wants to go?"
　　 After a while in the cave, the sound of Lu Zhiyuan's urn sounded.
　　 "Let’s go to the south. Although I am not injured, but under the treatment of the Furong girl, it is no problem to kill a few outside boys."
　　 "Then leave the northern part to me." The voice of Yuan Jiang, the young master of Haicuozong.
　　 "The drama girl and I are in the east, so I can take care of this fat man who is unconscious." A girl in a pink shirt said lightly.
"Then set it up, prepare for it, and set off at the same time in a quarter of an hour." The little killer Lin Xiao gave a final word, and the faces of the younger generation in the cave gradually became solemn, and the next step was the battle between life and death. There was only one alien race and human race. You can live out of this small world!
　　 While Sima Annan's face was a little gloomy, he just looked around and didn't see another figure walking in the world in the Shenji Pavilion.
　　 Then Lin Xiao walked to a corner of the cave, saluted Zhao Yu, and said respectfully:
　　 "Your Highness, please give me a name for this battle"
　　 Zhao Yu thought for a while, suddenly a strange look appeared on his face, and slowly said:
　　 "The enemy is stationed and we are disturbed, the enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy retreats and we chase, avoid the real attack, and decapitate with one blow. That is called guerrilla warfare."