My Strength Does Not Allow Me to Low-key

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After listening to Pan Deli's introduction, Xiao Feng could also realize that the half-orcs coalition this time was much more rigorous than the previous coalition encountered in the southern part of the Gourd Canyon.

There are also a large number of people, and according to Pan Deli's investigation, there are all kinds of races. This should be similar to their previous guess. They should have the effect of finding the python prince Qu Kaichen as the supreme commander.

In the half-orcs alliance, the most important thing is the level and pedigree. In this gourd canyon, only that Qu Kaichen has such an identity and status, and integrates all the half-orcs in this scattered sand.

And the other party's arrangement was obviously designed after careful consideration. This trap, it can be said that the design is already seamless.

If the army in the cold weapon age encounters such an ambush without any preparation, then the whole army will basically be wiped out. Unfortunately, they are unlucky. What they encounter is Xiao, who has several thousand years of military experience ahead of them. Feng, and the running city army that he led has begun to modernize its mind and reform its mind.

After Xiao Feng listened to Pan Deli's introduction, he had people call both Bloom and Kyle over, and the four people with Pan Deli simply held a small combat meeting to explain the combat ideas. . .

It was already in the afternoon, and there were still two hours left, and the sun was about to go down, but the running city army that had entered the Central Basin had no intention of opening yet. This made it ambush in the forest and waited halfway outside the valley The orc army is very impetuous.

Qu Kaichen was also anxious, did the other party discover something, or else why is there nothing?

Could it be that they found our ambush, so they didn't act? But what if the opponent is not marching forward? Is it just here to keep consuming it?

He was very anxious in his heart, but it was not easy to show it on the surface, because he knew that he could not be anxious as the master. Many of the leaders of the half-orc tribe around him were reckless men who had not received professional military training.

If they see that they are also anxious, they will inevitably become more emotional. Maybe these idiots will take their men directly into the canyon to fight the humans. In that case, all the battle plans he made before will be scrapped. Up.

So after thinking about it, the best way at the moment is to wait, compare patience with those humans, and see who can't help it first.

Karagul, the tauren, squatted under a small tree and bored. He and his catapult team have been hiding in this woods for several days. In the past few days, they can say that their lives are worse than death. I really don't know what those noble lords think.

The temperature difference between morning and night in this canyon is extremely large. During the day, because of the transpiration effect of the big river, the mist is lingering, and the air is humid and sticky. Their tauren love to sweat, and the humid environment makes them very uncomfortable. Because I was lying in ambush and didn't dare to move too much, I couldn't get out of sweat even when I was in an ambush. Several of my brothers suffered from strange illnesses because of this. They vomited up and down.

It was very cold at night, and the quilt that I brought was damp and uncomfortable. In addition to the restrictions of the mountainous terrain, I couldn’t set up a tent, I could only sleep in the wild, and the stones on the ground were too bad. Everyone can't sleep well.

What's more terrifying is that all kinds of nasty mosquitoes are constantly flying around and sucking blood, making everyone a little nervous.

He looked a little enviously at the python archer's position not far from their catapult squad. He really envied these cold-blooded guys, because they are cold-blooded animals, and temperature changes seem to have little effect on them, the most enviable Yes, those **** mosquitoes didn't dare to harass them at all.

Once they flew close to these python people, these guys spit out the snake letter, and the mosquitoes would turn into snacks in their mouths.

"It's going to be a meal, go get the meal!"

Karagushan, the leader of the catapult team, came from the forest in the distance and shouted at the members of the team in a low voice. Karagul stood up lazily and prepared to go to the camp in the small forest. .

After walking only two steps, a figure suddenly stood up from the side, got off Karagul, and turned around to see that it was Karagum Moore, the porter in their catapult team. The members of this catapult team are all close relatives. .

This Karagul was tall and strong, but he had lost a lot of weight in the past few days. Karagul smelled the first odor on his body.

"Made, you **** fellow Caragumore, don't you know how to choose a farther place for shit? I don't want to step on your bull shit."

But this Kara Gumor smiled with a thick face: "Don't worry, Gulge, I dug my **** and buried it."

"You disgusting fellow, can you stop talking about such disgusting things when you eat."

"Hey, I didn't say it first, you mentioned it first. By the way, Gulge, what do you think the meal will be today? It won't be a rough pancake again, it's a broken thing, it's so good for me. Every day, I feel like a hot butt."

"You bastard, how many times have I said, stop talking about **** when eating."

Karagul said to his cousin angrily, but this time his cousin didn’t reply to him to raise the bar, which made him seldom surprised. You must know that Karagul is also famous for talking about stubbornness, and this time. Why didn't he reply, he looked up again but just saw the scene that made him dumbfounded.

A short arrow that didn't know where it came from, just shot in from the front of Karagomoor's throat, and drilled out from the back of his neck. At this time, he was holding his neck with one hand, and blood was constantly flowing from his mouth. Gushing out, where can I talk?

"enemy..."

Before he could call out the second word attack, Karagul felt a sharp pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a shimmering arrowhead coming out of his chest.

He felt that his body was getting cold rapidly, and he staggered forward, trying to find rescue, but the last picture that came into his eyes was indeed the location of the head of the barracks, a scene of people turning back and forth.

There were drunk half-orcs everywhere, and from the dense forests around them and overhead, there was a continuous rain of arrows roaring, and every arrow would hit a half-orc.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack..."

Finally didn't know that the deadly orc shouted loudly, Karagul finally let out a sigh, and then fell to the ground fiercely.

But even if they were warned, those half-orcs who had been focusing their attention on the marching road across the river would not have thought that they would have been hit by a counter-attack.

Those cunning humans actually gave them a flank blow and killed them from their right hand.

These humans are very cunning. They use terrain and trees as bunkers, while jumping forward, they keep shooting cold arrows at the orcs' positions.

Because the orcs' positions were designed to face the road on the other side of the river, they didn't do much protection in the direction of the right wing, so the humans were caught off guard this time.

And the dense forest vegetation here has also become a disadvantage that hinders the half-orcs from exerting themselves.

In the mountains, the **** is not big, but the vegetation is dense, it is difficult for the orcs to form a formation like flat ground combat, and the lush forests and bushes also limit the performance of the orcs in combat.

Their speed and strength, under the fetters of such dense vegetation, can hardly be half of those on flat ground, and the human soldiers are also very cunning.

They are short in stature, which has become an advantage in this mountain forest. They are faster and more flexible. After often shooting an arrow, they run and jump back and hide behind another tree. This makes it difficult for the orcs to grasp their heads. Opposite shot.

What’s more frightening is that there are blows from overhead. From time to time, the poisonous bee shooters on the road from the dense tree branches will shoot poisonous arrows. These poisonous arrows will die if they are in the middle. What is more important is how the orcs think. I don't understand, shouldn't these venomous bee people be with them?

How could they shoot arrows at themselves?

The sneak attacks of these **** guys can be said to be impossible to defend, and it is even more difficult to launch a counterattack against them. These poisonous bees are short in stature, are good at flying, and are extremely fast. In this dense forest, It makes them their natural home ground.

From time to time among the canopies of various trees, the poisonous arrows they shot by sneak attacks were even more invincible. After less than ten minutes of development, there were already hundreds of half-orcs falling under their poisonous arrows.

If it's just a sneak attack by humans on the ground, the half-orcs can still resist, after all, they have an advantage in numbers, but once there is a threat from the head like the poisonous bee~www.ltnovel.com~ they can't stand it.

The catapult team of the Tauren and Pighead is the main force in ambushing humans, and the python longbowmen are also one of the main forces, but they are better at long-range strikes.

This densely forested environment is very unfavorable for the performance of the python longbowmen. They bend their bows and shoot an arrow. The human mountain infantry and the poisonous bee archer have already shot three arrows.

In this contrast of firepower density, the half-orcs who were ambushing in the dense forest soon began to riot, and then the formation became chaotic, and some even began to retreat.

These terrains are too restrictive for them, and many of their advantages can't be used at all. In addition, these soldiers are not elite troops at all, but militias that were temporarily recruited.

Before coming here with weapons, many people even cultivated the land in their hometowns, and their tactical literacy itself was not high, let alone military discipline.

After continuous heavy casualties, the riot trend gradually expanded, and even turned into a trend of disintegration. Although several low-ranking officers have been calling out loudly to organize formations, when these officers were thrown down by the poisonous bee shooter, this The trend of collapse is unstoppable. . .