Vol 3 Chapter 378: That jumping?

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When it comes to blood, that's a big problem.
At present, Seissman cannot be found in a short time, so Down must stay on the battlefield for some time. Honestly, after killing Eunice and Samp, Tang En tasted the sweetness of harvesting huge amounts of blood. Now the ordinary Xiaoyan really has no desire to do anything. But here is the battlefield, it is impossible to kill without killing. In this case, in view of the great purpose of no matter how small a mosquito is, Tang En naturally wants to clarify the profound question of whether a barbarian is a human or not.
From the past history, in order to get blood, the first condition must first be to succeed. Second, the other party must be a human ... well, this has to be verified! There is definitely no such thing as killing chickens and ducks, but what about some IQ or humanoid creatures, such as Warcraft such as dragons, etc ... This Tang En has not been killed, so I no longer know.
As for the barbarians, in terms of their physical appearance and living habits, they should be right. But the long black hair, the tongue that can never be straightened when talking ... It looks like it has not evolved completely. So whether the goods are systematically classified as humans or animals is more difficult to say.
Well, I'll kill one later ... Touching my chin, Tang En settles at will, just like the mindset of ordinary people choosing whether to kill chicken or fish at noon.
Of course, the barbarian men under the mountain did not know that they had been followed by a demon. At this moment, they were gathered at the foot of the mountain to monitor the movement here, and then they started to form a line again, as if they were about to attack.
This situation is also normal. The speargun camp is full of 300 people. Although Bran Epee Battalion also has more than 100 people, it is estimated that only one-third can fight, which means that there is only a maximum of 350 here. Soldiers. If you only look at the numbers, it is natural that the hundred and fifty barbarians underneath will be completely exploded. But think of Frey's previous statement that a barbarian was worth three Bran regulars. Then this strong and weak form will be changed.
Seeing that the barbarians were actively preparing for action before the war, the people on the mountain were not calm, mainly on the side of Elt, and the soldiers on the side of Frey had an eager look. Of course, the state of the latter falls into the eyes of the former, that is, I don't know how to do it.
Although there are two factions on the mountain today, they are willing or not. The situation is stronger than the others. The Bran Epee Battalion, which is about to be destroyed, is naturally headed by the Grey Army. Elt reported to Frey the number of soldiers who could fight here, and then suggested in a negotiated manner that the 300-odd people follow the previous strategy to fight a defensive battle based on this humble civil engineering.
It should be said that this proposal is quite reliable, although there are new reinforcements here. However, in terms of overall strength, it is still quite dominant. Their advantage is that their physical strength is intact and they are all fresh forces, but the barbarians have been fighting for a long time. They can be regarded as tired teachers.
However, the proposal was euphemistically rejected by Frei. Defensive battle? Just kidding. Not to mention that his spear-breaking camp was originally based on the name of the attack and was not good at defense. It is said that there is a powerful team such as gray space on the side, and it is absolutely self-destructive martial art to play a defensive battle!
Elt saw this situation only when the other party was because he hadn't touched the barbarian and didn't know how powerful it was. They had just escaped from the death scythe, but didn't want to go again.
Frey had a good temper and nodded after hearing a few words. However, after guessing the other party's intentions, he couldn't help laughing. He had been on the front line for more than ten years, and naturally knew the power of the barbarians. To put it bluntly, Elt didn't know where he was when he fought with the barbarians on the battlefield. Seeing that the barbarian was about to get better, Frey waved his hand and walked straight to his team. Send down strikers before the fortifications.
Elt stunned for a while, then cursed, and sighed and walked back to his soldiers.
Watching the soldiers of the gray clothing put down the front in front of the fortifications, the soldiers of the Epee Battalion were also dumbfounded. That Rose greeted him. Although his expression was still angry, there were still some who did not dare to believe each other: "Campmaster, they ... uh, are they going to fight?"
"Crap! This uninformed mud ... guys!" Elt was also in a bad mood, and he replied badly. However, in the face of the other person who just rescued them, after all, they took away the mud legs.
"Stupid, they don't know how to fight. Who do they think they are ... Is the Zichen Army elite?" Ross had no interest in the gray army, and he was naturally polite when he spoke.
"That's, but it's just won a few battles and never suffered ... and do they think they are still fighting the second-class reserve soldiers?"
"It's over, it's over. I thought I was saved this time. I didn't want to save it for dozens of minutes, rub ..."
"Campmaster, let's withdraw when they fight." A soldier with a smart look looked at the steep hill behind him. The Grey Army just came from here and lowered his voice. Authentic, but they fainted first, and no wonder we were. "
"Don't talk!" Erte heard that his eyes were as big as a bronze bell, and he gave the soldier a stern glance. "I would rather fight to death than lose this man! I dare to say this kind of nonsense next time, see if I don't Life is pumping you to death. "
"Yes, yes ..." The soldier's head shrank, and he nodded quickly. Naros asked and said, "Campmaster, what shall we do now?"
"What can I do, I ..." Just about to get angry again and was forcibly restrained, Elt's chest undulated several times, took a deep breath, and said, "Now it's useless to say anything, maybe they will be considered by us. They are timid, only after they have suffered. "
Slightly groaned and said to Naros, "In this way, you will bring the remaining brothers in the gully, and I will take a few people to attack with them. If the attack is unsuccessful, well, I will definitely lose, I will Call them back and form a defensive formation ... Well, I just hope they don't die too many talents, otherwise everyone will really die here this time. "
After finally hoping for reinforcements, it turned out to be so unreliable. No wonder Elt was a little discouraged and sighed.
"It doesn't matter, it's a person who has died once anyway, and it's a big deal to repay their lives." Ross was open-minded, and after looking at the large and small wounds on Elt's body, he took a step forward. " Battalion commander, your injury is too serious. Let me take a few people to attack with them. "
Shaking his head, Elt refused to think about it: "No, don't fight with them anymore ... well, your level is not enough to let them look down on us." Knowing the character of the battalion commander, Ross knew to persuade him Useless, hesitated immediately. "Otherwise, commander of the battalion."
Because of his brother's sake, Rose naturally did not have any favorable feelings for the gray-clad army. He expected the other party to die in the hands of the barbarians under the carelessness. But now involving the lives of more than a hundred companions, he still suppresses his selfish counsel.
"Okay. I'll talk about it again." Shaking his head, El features a few wounded soldiers and walks towards Frey.
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The barbarians at the foot of the mountain have already formed a matrix, which is a matrix of short answers. They are lined up and filled with the width of the hillside. This tactic seems rude, but the terror of the barbarians has never been tactical. This simple formation can maximize their protection to play crazy fighting power.
Probably I saw the arrogant attack formation with a spear on the middle of the mountain. One behind all the barbarians, a barbarian with a shorter but equally strong barbarian jumped up and down and waved an iron bar Urawa. Immediately the entire force was pressed, and it seemed to be crushed directly in one go.
Step, step, step ... Finally, when everything is ready, the barbarian makes various expressions. Step by step began to climb the hillside.
"Up the mountain ... Captain Frey, you can listen to me and persuade the barbarians not to be tough enemies ... don't believe it? I'll give you an example ..."
"Captain Elt, I have a question about the barbarian."
"Well? You say."
"Barbara, isn't it human?"
"Uh ... yes, it should be ..."
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Frey was also ready here, looking dull and standing with a gun. Seems waiting for something. Beside him, standing on the right was Elt, who kept mumbling and looked helpless. That's right, his persuasion failed again. Or, Frei didn't listen at all. When he saw him, he just raised the corner of his mouth, smiled and nodded his thanks, and then ignored him.
Of course Frey knew about the action of the Epee Battalion soldiers in the trenches behind, but they didn't care. They did not intend to count on these people this time, but they came purely to train their own team. It was a little surprised to see Elt joining with a few soldiers, and then he understood the other side's intention to fight for face, some wanted to laugh, and nodded his thanks.
"Well, attack, attack." Spreading his hands, Elt also knew that he could not be discouraged at this time, anxiously said, "But I have a proposal. If I wait, I mean if, this is definitely not to disbelieve your combat effectiveness ... Well, if the attack is blocked and the form is not great, how about we go into the back ditch in time and switch to the defensive battle? Hey, you give an explanation ... "
"Captain Elt, I have another question."
"Well ... ask it." Slightly annoyingly stroked his forehead, and Elt was now speechless about the soldier named Tang En who was standing next to him! Every time he asks a question when he speaks, don't answer, it seems unfriendly. Answer it, the questions asked by the other party are really weird and people can't answer.
He stretched out his arm and pointed, "That, the poor man who hides behind the barbarian and keeps jumping, is this barbarian leader?"
"Uh, poor and short?" Forget it, and finally asked a reliable question ... Secretly relieved, El feature said: "It should be him right, from this morning to now, all the barbarians are involved He has attacked, but he has not. "
"Oh, thanks."
Just then, Frey stunned his spear: "Up!"
Wow ... As soon as the words fell, the soldiers of the spear-breaking camp stepped forward halfway, raised their spears, and looked slightly curved, and they would charge out at any time.
Mother ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Come on, fight again! Elt quickly cleared the confused thoughts in his head, clenched his epee, and was ready to rush out after the order was given. Disapproval of attack is a tactical disagreement. The opponent will know who is right and who is wrong later. What he has to do now is to prove that he is not a breeder and earn some face for Bran Epee Camp.
Full of sorrowful heroic plots, Elt could not rush out immediately, because the guy named Frei suddenly turned his head at this critical moment and reached out and patted the young man with the bow on the left side of his shoulder.
The corner of the young man's mouth slightly lifted, and he nodded easily. The hand put an arrow on the long black bow, and lifted it instantly, without stopping for a moment to aim, loosen the string, slap ...
If the arrow shoots across the blank area in the middle of the hillside, it quickly passes through the head of the barbarian who can't respond, and the middle of a little barbarian who jumps up from behind and hasn't fallen yet ... bang! The blood flower bloomed, straight in, and the arrow was undiminished. He flew into the air with the short body, and arrived at the foot of the mountain all the time ...
The battlefield was silent, and then the spear was raised, "Kill!"
"Kill, kill, kill ..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for referrals and monthly passes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read m.)