In the night, a silent team was approaching the Cecil camp under the cover of darkness.
This team wears lightweight leather armor that is easy to move, and all the equipment they carry is painted black. They are agile and can walk smoothly in the wilderness full of gravel and potholes. .
It was a dark night without stars, but their actions were still not affected by the darkness at all.
This is a force formed by extraordinary beings. They are the precious elite force of Rock Fortress.
The honorable nobles often disdain sneak attacks when fighting wars. The warring parties agree on a time and place, and the rules of war in their minds are to square up on the battlefield and charge. But after this upright aristocratic war rule is broken, experienced veterans will not know what to do - the so-called virtues of aristocrats on the battlefield are, to put it bluntly, nothing more than a fig leaf used to decorate the appearance of plundering profits. , tear off this fig leaf, what should everyone do or what to do.
A group of erratic shadows passed over the grassy surface and condensed next to a boulder, while other extraordinary beings wearing night disguises also came to this figure in a few breaths. The stalker captain emerged from the shadows, lowering his voice and whispering to his team members: "We are almost there, be vigilant, and we will give priority to destroying the magic devices on those vehicles later."
The extraordinary person who performed the sneak attack mission The researchers secretly touched the small package they carried - there were magic scrolls in the package. The explosions they created were enough to destroy the Cecil people's magic devices. These scrolls were extremely valuable strategic resources for the Rock Fortress, and each one was made of Experienced magicians put a lot of effort into making it, and the task of these people is to ensure that these precious scrolls can be used in the most appropriate place.
After a short rest, these sneak attackers set off again. The most powerful shadow power in the night came from all directions, hiding their figures one by one in the depths of darkness, and soon they were in the vast wilderness. Their figures were gone, leaving only streaks of darkness moving swiftly between the grass.
Far away from them, in a thick patch of grass, a faint red light flashed past.
A Steel Ranger wearing lightweight close-fitting armor looked away from a distance, the red light of the tactical eyepiece flashing on his helmet. He lowered his voice and spoke to the team commander beside him. He whispered: "Captain, we found another team. This team should be ours, right?"
The tactical eyepiece with the "detection distortion" effect is enough to detect the traces of most stalkers. , even in this deep starless night, those sneak attackers who dared to act quickly on the open plains with their extraordinary abilities were unable to hide.
“This team belongs to us, but don’t act rashly yet—those idiots are about to enter the minefield,” the Iron Ranger squad leader whispered, “Brothers, we’ve lost so much effort. It would take at least one or two mines to explode for half a day."
"Hey, okay."
"Prepare the explosive shots first, and then attack the enemy when they are in chaos."
The soldiers of the Steel Rangers stood in the dark They took action, but in front, the sneak attackers from Rock Fortress were still moving quickly towards their target.
The swift black shadows shuttled between the gravel and weeds, as unrestrained and natural as the ubiquitous night wind. The Stalker Captain enjoyed this feeling of walking wantonly in the darkness, especially It was a night like this, when the night was dark and windy, suitable for killing people.
The thick darkness is his armor, and the silent blade is best used to slit the throats of lambs to be slaughtered. He likes this kind of work of controlling the life and death of others in the dark, although there is always some It's thrilling, but along with the thrill is intoxicating pleasure.
I heard that the Cecil people's skyfire explosions were so terrifying that they even caused the coalition of more than 40 noble families in the south to flee. But it is this kind of mission that can bring enough sense of accomplishment: again Powerful magic items also have their weaknesses, and what stalkers are good at is inserting knives into these weaknesses.
A gust of cool night wind blew away some of the fog on the wasteland. Taking advantage of the cover of darkness, the Stalker Captain and his team members stepped lightly onto a piece of gravel. The moment his footsteps landed, a strange "click" sound suddenly reached his ears.
A stalker stopped in confusion. He felt something was wrong with the touch on the soles of his feet: "I seem to have stepped on something..."
As the stalker spoke, he raised his hand. He stood up and wanted to see what was under his feet.
Then he found that what he stepped on was a ball of flames that exploded rapidly.
A loud "boom" broke the silence of the night. The stalkers who stepped on the mines were divided into many batches and flew into the sky. At the moment of the explosion, the few stalkers who reacted fastest The same word suddenly burst out in the reader's mind: trap!
The most powerful ability of the stalker profession - speed was fully stimulated at this moment. The members of this team began to disperse in all directions as their partners ascended to the sky, but regardless of their speed No matter how fast it was, it couldn't compare to the shrapnel and rubble scattered in the explosion. A series of screams suddenly rang out, and half of the people in the team were affected by the explosion on the spot.
After all, Captain Stalker was stronger. He relied on the crisis instinct he had cultivated over the years to leave the explosion range earlier than others. However, the loud noise and flash still made him dizzy. In the brief moment of dizziness, he suddenly saw figures one after another appearing in the grass in the distance from the corner of his eye.
The fighting instinct cultivated over the years allowed this mid-level stalker to resist the dizziness of his mind, and immediately pulled out the short sword he was wearing. The next second, his figure became blurry. stand up.
Stalkers should never be completely violent under any circumstances.When exposed in front of the enemy, only by hiding one's body can one be invincible in a fight - the words that his mentor said to him when he first became a transcendent flashed through his mind, and at the same time he stared sharply at those who had never seen him before. The figures of the ambushers appeared in the grass, waiting to see which one would be bold enough to rush forward first.
He is still very confident in his close combat ability.
However, the first one to rush in front of him was not the ambushers, but a powerful explosion, explosion, and shooting! !
Along with the slight sound of a series of mechanical collisions, sharp explosions came from the distance, and one after another strange things wrapped in light blue magic light emerged from the shoulders of those "grass lurkers" The strange weapons carried on their bodies flew out, and after a quick and short trajectory in the air, they landed at the feet of the stalkers one by one, followed by a series of shocking explosions.
There are many unique extraordinary units in this world. As the "sword warriors" of various forces, they have different fighting methods.
Rangers are good at jungle combat, the rogue troops have powerful magical power, the Royal Shadow Guards will jump out of stealth and unleash whirlwind, and the Iron Rangers from Cecil Territory...
They will squat in the grass, waiting to suddenly jump out and slap you in the face! P! G!
Then he hit and ran away.
In the deep dark, starless wilderness, the sound of explosions near Cecil’s camp broke the originally peaceful night, and in the center of Cecil’s camp, Knight Philip was quietly He listened to the sound of explosions in the distance.
As expected, the nobles in the Rock Fortress took advantage of the darkness to attack.
The nobles may be slow, but they are by no means stupid. After being chased and beaten by the Cecil people in the southern border for nearly half a month, they can at least sum up some experience of being beaten - the power of the magic crystal rail gun It is huge, but firing cannonballs requires setting up a position, so if you want to fight against the Cecil people's magic weapons, destroying them before they enter the firing state is the only solution. In front of cannons, any behavior that adheres to the traditional rules of aristocratic warfare will It's no different than committing suicide.
The young knight Philip sighed slightly.
The classical aristocratic wars are gone forever. Those nobles are learning to fight - or abandoning "respectability" faster than he imagined, as the lord said - romance The inefficient aristocratic war will eventually die out. When the new era arrives, war will inevitably return to its most primitive and pure state.
A low buzzing sound suddenly came from the side, interrupting Knight Philip's thinking. He raised his head and saw the magic guide placed in the center of the tent, occupying half of the table. The device was making sounds and flashes. He immediately stepped forward and manipulated the rune trigger on the base of the magic device with some unfamiliarity.
The device was activated, and the unshaven face of Knight Byron was projected in mid-air.What also came out was the loud, slightly disturbing voice of the other party: "Can you hear it? Can you hear it? Damn it...that's how this thing is used..."
"Can you hear it? I can hear it - stop yelling, there is no need to be so loud!" Philip quickly replied after being distracted for a moment - even though he had tried to use it several times, this new communication device still made him feel it every time. Marvel.
It is also Philip's task to use the new communication device on the battlefield and test its value on the battlefield. For this reason, the convoy attacking the Rock Fortress also brought a team of magic technicians and a large number of Piles of magic network units and magic energy obelisk components are used to lay the magic field where the army can reach.
Because Earl Horsman died early, the efficiency of the southern nobles in establishing the magic network was not high, and the coverage of the magic network in the northern region has not yet reached the level of seamless connection. Between villages, technicians need to constantly set up relay stations to ensure the signal transmission of the Magic Network communicator, but fortunately, the Honeycomb Demon King unit and the small obelisk are modular, so it is not difficult to set up and install them all the way.
In the holographic projection above the communicator, Knight Byron was showing wonder on his face, and his voice was still loud: "This thing is really a good thing... I don't dare to think about it, let's leave It's so far away, and you can talk so easily... I have only seen mages use communication twice in my life before this."
"You can keep your voice lower - the communicator is. The one who uses the magic network to transmit signals is not your loud voice."
"Hey, I can't help it," Knight Byron smiled dryly, and then looked like he was listening, "You seem to be listening. It's a bit lively..."
Philip's face was a little tangled: "As you guessed before, they came to attack us."
"Hey - those nobles have learned how to fight. "Now," Knight Byron clapped his hands and laughed heartily, "It's a pity that they are still too young to think of such an idea as a sneak attack in the middle of the night..."
Seeing that this old partner is becoming more and more crooked. Phillip couldn't help but frown: "Are you just here to occupy the channel to chat with me?"
The word "channel" was invented by the lord.
"Chat? Oh, I'm here to talk to you about business," Knight Byron seemed to remember what he wanted to say, and quickly returned to the topic, "We have already set sail, two warships , carrying the latest type of 'calibrator' rainbow light cannon, heading towards you in the wind and waves!"
"Calibrant?" Knight Philip repeated this unfamiliar word curiously. In the structure and expression of this word, he could hear something of the style of the ancient Gondor Empire.
"The name Master Kamel gave the rainbow cannon after it was finalized, which means it can be used to calibrate the enemy's mentality." Byron laughed, with a high-spirited look on his face, "Now let's see what you do The progress on the other side - my two ships have little self-defense capability after being equipped with rainbow cannons. You have to clear the position for me."
Looking at his old partner who was smiling like a child in the holographic projection, the regret and sigh that Philip had felt about the end of the Noble War had disappeared at some point. He also laughed, with a loud voice. Lili: "You'd better think about yourself. You'd better hurry up. Maybe I'll blow open the walls of the Rock Fortress before you arrive!"
"Ha, you're looking down on me. Miss Till’s ability——”
(Happy New Year everyone~~~~ By the way, I really want to take a vacation...)