Act 17 Battle for the Lumberyard (4)

"You have never seen that kind of creature. It is about two meters tall when standing upright and is covered in fur. But it is said to have some kind of blood connection with the goblins on the surface. However, compared with their weak but numerous distant relatives, This one can be said to be an anomaly. They are very strong. In the bugbear community, even a newborn cub can be as strong as a human adult." Brando slowly narrated, "If there is The bugbears are holding up their big shields and flails for cover, and the cavemen are digging tunnels underneath, which is quite tricky——"

He paused and changed the topic, "But most cavemen live in symbiosis with bugbears. There may be bugbears in this lumber camp."

Everyone was startled, and their eyes returned to the logging field on the other side of the river. The wooden door creaked again. First, a group of cavemen walked out of it, and then a series of heavy footsteps were heard - followed by three bulky creatures as expected - a huge creature holding a big gun in one hand. Shield, one hand dragging the flail with the clattering iron chain and slowly walked out from behind the gate.

Bugbear.

Although most people present had never seen similar creatures in the past, they recognized these new monsters based on Brando's previous description: more than two meters tall, covered with long brown hair, and their heads seemed to be curled up in a wide on his shoulders, and holding a shield in one hand and a flail in the other, almost exactly as described by the young man.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the young lord with admiration.

Juta seemed a little silent. She gave the young lord a meaningful look, as if she wanted to find some difference in him.

"I've seen this thing before," Fern said suddenly, staring closely at the group of monsters crossing the river: "We dealt with it once in Karasu. More than ten soldiers couldn't get close to this thing. His dark face changed color for the first time, "Sir, are you sure this thing is also a first-level establishment?"

Brando nodded, "The classification of the army was first set up by the four major temples. The basis is not only based on the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers. Bugbears are not very smart, and they have been unable to do so because of their symbiosis with cavemen. Forming a scale, if it weren't for the fact that the cavemen were the foundation among the foundations in Joe Gundigan's army, and the bugbears who had been fighting side by side with them had also formed a fixed set of tactics, I'm afraid these silly big guys wouldn't have had it yet. The method is classified into the first-level establishment.”

Fern nodded and remained silent.

At this time, the caveman and the three bugbears were wading through the middle of the river beach. Although the caveman at the edge of the forest retreated far away, they still surrounded Ma Feli and the other four people. The river beach seemed eerily quiet for a moment, and the invisible scale was swinging on the battlefield.

The cavemen launched a second round of attacks, but they immediately felt something was wrong.

The two crossbowmen on the earth and stone bunker dropped their heavy crossbows at this time.

Then he took off the long sword from his back - they were two shining silver swords, with two rows of strange patterns painted on the blades, shining in the sun.

"Magic sword!" Someone among the mercenaries shouted.

The magic sword here does not refer to the low-level alchemical goods that most people can buy, but a true magic sword - at least a magic item of bronze level or above, which has the ability to change the relationship between the holder and the opponent to a certain extent. A creation of contrasting strengths.

"Whose people are they?" The eyes of the mercenary captains of all sizes were invariably focused on Yuta, Fern and Kerenthia. In their opinion, only these three mercenary captains present could take advantage of them. This is such a luxurious lineup.

But the three grand leaders had the same doubts in their hearts. Although they had the same idea in their hearts - they were not their people at all.

But if this moment was just a surprise, then the next moment I was holding my breath involuntarily. I saw two snow-white sword lights flashing across the earth and stone bunker, and the two cavemen who had jumped up the city wall were neatly chopped into two pieces. This is already Black Iron's peak strength, which is close to the silver level. Among the many mercenaries present, only the three grand captains have this level.

"Who is that?" Yuta finally turned around and asked, "Kelenthia, your people?"

Unfortunately, Kerenthia had no intention of answering him at the moment. His expression finally changed when he saw the two swords. He turned back to look at Brando - he had already recognized that they were the two swords that night. A holy sword used by the angels who follow Brando. Only then did he understand why Fern would safely send his most powerful wizard as a bait. With two silver-level warriors personally protecting him, what else could he be worried about?

But the knowledge of the middle-aged mercenary captain obviously cannot replace others. Not everyone present recognized the two swords, so for a while there was only the sound of quiet breathing in the woods.

Brando did not answer, but in his eyes, the cavemen who were frustrated in the attack moved to both sides, and the first bugbear who came ashore from behind suddenly caught up with him in stride. They waved the flails in their hands and whirred, then struck the magic-shaped castle with a hammer from the air.

There was a loud bang, the sound of earth and rocks breaking, and the earth and stone castle suddenly fell apart. And everyone saw the two crossbowmen pretending to be pigs and tigers suddenly leaping high, one grabbing the wizard, the other grabbing the warrior, and then rolled backwards and landed.

The caveman let out an excited scream and seemed ready to attack.

But this is the time. With a sharp whistle, a group of more than fifty cavalry suddenly rushed out of the forest. Everyone turned around subconsciously. Fern and Jutta saw that the leading rider was Huque. They are Lubis's mercenaries and several unknown small mercenary groups.

"Lord, what are you doing?" Seeing this rare soldier, Fern suddenly had an epiphany. Brando wanted to use the refueling tactic to attract the main force of the cavemen - if too many troops were invested at the beginning, it might be possible. It will arouse the opponent's vigilance; but if the troops are increased little by little, it may have the miraculous effect of boiling frogs in warm water!

"This is Huque's method." Brando stared in the direction of the river beach, his eyes shining.

"The key is that these cavemen are unwilling to give up the bugbears and companions they have sent. The underground residents often have this weakness when arranging tactics." The young man smiled: "In fact, it is not just NPCs, even players occasionally make this mistake. Mistakes will come naturally as you get used to them. After all, Qiaogendigang’s population resources are too valuable..."

In fact, as soon as Huque mentioned this idea to him before, he knew that it would definitely succeed, because it was so ingenious, and it could be said that it was no different from the past players' psychology of taking advantage of the residents of the underground world - so much so that he looked at the two saints he controlled. The archangels and their 'companions' stood up from the ground and stood up, cheering under the orders in their hearts, as if they had suddenly seen reinforcements. I couldn't help but feel a little funny for a moment, wondering if I was being too vulgar.

"NPC, player?" Fern asked from the side.

Brando coughed and replied: "Look ahead."

The three group leaders turned their heads in unison, and the lumberyard door creaked open again. But this time it was not one door, but three doors running east, west, south. Everyone saw a steady stream of cavemen pouring out from behind the tall wooden fence as if they appeared out of thin air, as if there was no end. Kerencia almost gasped when he saw the number - these alone were more than two hundred. It seemed that his previous estimate was not even a little bit off.

This means that there may be more than 300 cavemen in this camp. With Martha on top, how are we going to fight? It's one thing to lure them out, but now it seems that even if the other party gives up the geographical advantage, it doesn't seem like they can take it all in one bite.

He couldn't help but look at Brando with a pale face.

But Brando just watched silently as a black crowd of cavemen waded across the river - their goal was obviously to rescue their leading troops crossing the river before the human cavalry could join their companions.

In terms of speed, they do have this advantage.

But Brando was waiting for this moment. He didn't care about the ugly faces of the three captains, and just silently raised his hand: "Load the crossbow."

Everyone was stunned, looking at the dark cavemen and the bugbears following behind. They really lacked the courage to continue fighting. And even at this time, half of the enemies are still on the river beach. Is it too early to prepare to draw arrows at this moment? But no one dared to disobey a lord's order - regardless of whether the lord was worthy of his name here - at least Brando's noble identity and strength were enough for the three grand leaders present to acquiesce in this.

The three largest mercenary groups had no objections, and of course others did not dare to express different opinions. What's more, the bait is still at the edge of the forest, so they can't leave their companions alone.

The mercenaries took off the crossbows from their backs, pulled back the handles, and began to wind them. Because the opponent was a caveman with extremely sensitive hearing, everyone had to slow down and tighten the bowstring bit by bit. A crossbow was raised quietly, and a rustling sound sounded in the forest, as if a breeze was caressing the treetops.

"Leave it flat." Brando immediately lowered his voice and ordered when he saw the last person loading the bowstring.

The time was just right at this moment, when the goblins and cavemen were wading ashore - because they had slowed down, this precise prejudgment order surprised almost every group leader present; Kerenthia even turned around and said in surprise Glancing at Brando, he was thoughtful and could be said to be the most astute among the three group leaders, but he did not expect Brando to know this much about his mercenaries.

You must know that they have never given the command of their mercenaries to this young man.

How on earth did he guess it?

But Brando smiled secretly in his heart. In fact, the strength of the mercenaries in Eruin is generally similar, and their habits of stringing are also similar. The scene just now just confirmed his experience in past games. This is not the first time he has made such a prediction.

Not to mention bugbears and cavemen, even the faster wind elf cavalry can still allow these mercenaries to get ahead and strike first.

At this moment, every mercenary, including the wizard, laid down the heavy crossbow in their hands - or at least a crossbow. There is no mercenary who is not equipped with long-range weapons. Even if they do not have a simple and easy-to-use crossbow, they will at least prepare a bow or a musket.

Each crossbow is aimed at its own target, but the enemies approaching like a tide make people doubt how effective this round of strikes can be.

Everyone couldn't help but think that the young lord said before that this was just a warm-up?

The question is, is there such a warm-up?

Brando didn't answer. He waited for two seconds and then snapped his fingers.

"put!"

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