Chapter 652: Doing a Side Job (8000)

"Shoot!!"

A sharp cry came from the anxious drow.

The drow archers released their bowstrings and shot deadly arrows.

The bright white metal arrowheads flashed with dark traces.

They accurately hit the rushing gnoll slave warriors.

The gnoll warriors shot in the head fell quickly and died without any struggle.

The other arrows also hit the chests of the gnoll warriors, showing the exquisite shooting skills of the drow archers.

However, the gnoll warriors who were hit seemed to be unaffected. With the arrows stuck in their chests, they continued to charge towards the stronghold on the hillside.

Such a weird scene made the drow elves with a hideous smile on their faces immediately widen their eyes.

They couldn't help but exclaim:

"This is impossible, I clearly applied poison!"

"What if I applied poison? These guys have taken the antidote, and the damage they received from the poison can be reduced by more than 50%!"

"Shoot their heads, idiots!"

"They are different from other slaves. The Mind Flayers have transformed and strengthened them!"

"Damn transformation technology..."

"..."

The drow elves above the stronghold quarreled, constantly issuing various reminders and curses.

Such scenes not only appeared in the first-order drow elves, but also began to appear in the mouths of the drow elves behind the Suramar Valley.

The huge number of slave warriors did not have the idea of ​​nibbling down the front drow strongholds and defense lines bit by bit, but rushed in like a tide.

Below each drow stronghold, there were a huge number of slave warriors surrounding it.

These slave warriors were tall, burly, and wearing thick metal armor. In addition to having no tactics, they were simply very powerful killing weapons.

Interestingly, a considerable number of slave warriors here were captured by the Mind Flayer army from more than 10 drow cities.

These captured slave warriors accepted the simple and crude mind and body transformation of the Mind Flayers and became consumable fighting machines.

Now these fighting machines are holding up their butcher knives and killing their original slave owners.

These fighting machines can't think, but they can remember these memories.

If they are lucky enough to survive in the next battle and can survive the sequelae of the Mind Flayers' mind and body transformation.

They will be appreciated by the Mind Flayers, get a higher level of body transformation, and a certain degree of freedom of thought.

They will become slave generals under the Mind Flayers, with their transformed thoughts and will, to plunder and kill for the Mind Flayers.

The number of Mind Flayers is very small, and it is through this method of selecting elites that they can gain greater influence and combat effectiveness.

This development method of the Mind Flayers is quite extreme.

Because they are rare and have absolute control over forces and armies.

They can maximize the use of existing resources and flexibly command and consume them.

Apart from the struggles between the mind flayers, these resources and forces will hardly be consumed in meaningless places.

Therefore, the army of the mind flayers showed quite good utilization efficiency.

After all, these obedient flesh and blood slaves will not have the idea of ​​greed or laziness.

However, this model also has great disadvantages!

The mind flayers are the absolute core.

Once the mind flayers are killed, no matter how large the slave army and how many resources there are, they will fall apart and collapse in an instant.

But the heavy punch of the mind flayer army can just restrain the very scattered social system of the drow elves.

The drow elves, who will never be united, will only be eaten away continuously in the face of the attacks of the mind flayer army.

The former is getting weaker and weaker, and the latter is getting stronger and stronger.

Until the strength of both sides breaks the balance.

The former is swallowed by the latter.

The special nature of the mind flayers seems to exist specifically to restrain the drow elves.

The slave warriors rushed up in a swarm under the continuous arrows.

They ignored casualties, were not afraid, and were not scared.

Some of them were still carrying simple and rough siege machines.

Facing the overwhelming pressure.

The drow elves at the front line panicked and commanded the slave warriors to continue attacking.

Although they caused certain casualties to the slave warriors controlled by the mind flayers, they could only watch them rush to the bottom of the city wall and climb up like ants.

Suppressing the fear in their hearts, the drow elves imposed their fear and anger on the slave warriors they controlled.

"Throw stones, smash hard!"

"Don't stop shooting!"

"Casters, use large-scale attack spells!"

"Ogre combat troops prepare!"

"..."

They waved whips, hitting the surrounding slaves with wounds and bloodstains, and issued resolute battle orders.

They were given the task of resisting the battle.

Before more than 1/2 of all the slave warriors died, they must not retreat.

After that, it was up to each of them to save their lives.

Boom!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Various attacks broke out instantly.

A huge rolling stone was dropped from the slope.

With the force of rolling downwards, they easily crushed all the slave warriors in their way into powder.

Fragments of flesh and armor mixed together, and the spurting blood stained the ground red.

The huge rolling stone quickly turned red and slammed into the middle of the slave warriors, crushing a terrifying bloody passage.

Brilliant spells of light flashed one after another on the hillside.

The bright light bloomed, illuminating the dim underground world again and again.

It illuminated the expressionless and numb faces of the slave warriors, and also illuminated the sharp and ferocious expressions of the drow elves.

The resistance of the drow elves was quite fierce. Every sentry and defense line was like a death trap, wildly devouring the surrounding slave warriors.

The noisy sound echoed in Suramar Valley.

Although every second, more than a hundred slave warriors died.

But the wave of destruction composed of slave warriors is still firmly launching an impact into the valley.

They attack all drow troops at the same time!

Feeling the terrifying sounds of war getting closer and closer, Cui Xisi involuntarily clenched her weapon.

Her mind was now blank as she looked at the slave warriors getting closer and closer, her heart beating wildly.

Just when Trixis felt that she was about to be crushed, Famil, who was silent on the side, slowly gave her a "calming spell".

The sudden physical calm affected Trixis' thoughts and ideas to a certain extent.

She finally woke up from her fear and found that she was sweating profusely.

There was a little curiosity in Farmiel's eyes, and he picked up an enchanted crossbow to inspect and play with, and asked this quite interesting drow:

"What's wrong? Have you never participated in the war?"

Trixis barely regained her ability to think, and took the crossbow handed over by Farmir in surprise. She stroked the smooth and beautiful enchanting lines on the crossbow with a little bitter smile on her face:

"No, I tried to escape every time Suramar recruited soldiers."

"I have participated in battles and killed some enemies, but I have never been exposed to large-scale wars..."

When she said this, Trixis's eyes were a little wandering, and she didn't act like a cunning and cunning drow at all.

Farmir just liked this about her, and introduced her to the use of the enchanted crossbow with great emotion, and exclaimed in surprise:

"The fact that you can survive alone in the underground world and still maintain your sanity and integrity is remarkable."

"Now is also a good opportunity. You can adapt to the situation of large-scale war in advance, and it will be much easier next time."

When Cui Xisi heard this, her eyes widened immediately, she shook her head crazily and said:

"Next time? Impossible! I will never join the battlefield next time..."

Famil smiled mysteriously, and under Trixis' helpless gaze, he said to Tyrell who had been standing on the other side for a long time:

"You know the situation, so let her get used to the battlefield."

Tyrell, who took over this high-level task smoothly, immediately understood the difficulty and intensity of the current war. He felt relieved and winked at Viconia on the side.

The latter chuckled lightly, and under Cui Xisi's vigilant gaze, he inserted the dagger he was playing with back into his thighs, pointed at the team preparing to walk towards the city wall, and said:

"Let's go, my dear eldest lady, I have never seen a drow like you before."

Feeling the teasing in Viconia's tone, Cuisi frowned slightly, snorted softly and retorted:

"I have killed three enemies of your level with my own hands."

Despite what she said, Trixis still followed Viconia up.

She knew very well that since Farmir had given his instructions, both she and the group must obey obediently.

Moreover, Cui Xisi, who has a special talent, can feel that although these guys have different thoughts, they do not have any malicious intentions.

It's just a quarrel, but Trish has never lost!

Noticing Trixis's light footsteps, Viconia, who was originally prepared to watch the show, handed her a quiver in surprise and said in an "expectant" tone:

"Then I have to see how much you can gain next."

"These are the arrows provided by the team. There are only 45 in total. Remember to use them sparingly."

"Did you see the message shining on your wrist? Click to see the enemy's information and attack their weaknesses and vital points..."

Under Viconia's guidance, Trixis began to understand and adapt to the various weapons and equipment prepared for her.

Just when she had just learned how to use the magic bracer and searched for information on various slave warriors, dense shouts of killing had quickly approached her.

At this moment, a clear command came from the magic bracer.

Trixis studied the model that appeared, quickly stringed the bow, and raised the crossbow slightly.

"Fire the arrow!"

As soon as the clear voice sounded, Cui Xisi immediately pulled the trigger.

With her own eyes, she pulled the trigger and activated the enchantment patterns on the magic bow, instantly completing the blessing for the set arrows.

The strong bow string was pushed forward violently.

The slightly shining arrow flew out in a spin.

The light and erratic light, together with the arrows fired around it, formed an arc-shaped light curtain, covering the slave warriors rushing up from the gentle slope.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As blood flowers bloomed, a large number of slave warriors fell down instantly.

Cui Xisi, who had excellent eyesight, saw clearly the cause of the slave warriors' death.

The extremely penetrating crossbow arrows penetrated most of the slave warriors' bodies from an angle from top to bottom.

The armor and strong bodies on their bodies did not provide any protection at all.

Before Cui Xisi could marvel at the terrifying penetrating power of these arrows, an equally clear command came to her ears.

"Step back, pull the string, and set up the crossbow."

Cui Xisi pulled a thin iron rod, stuck it on one side of the enchanted crossbow, grabbed the longest tip, and gently bent it down.

The taut bowstring was easily pulled, and Cui Xisi, who exhaled slightly, quickly loaded the arrows.

Cui Xisi, who had taken a shooting posture according to the prompts, suddenly saw the smile of Viconia next to her, and then she suddenly remembered.

In this kind of battle where you follow orders to attack, there is no possibility of free shooting at all, so how could there be a waste of arrows?

This guy is lying to her!

If it were before, Cui Xisi could immediately sense the other party's malicious intent, but facing the teasing smile on Viconia's face, she felt a little strange.

What is this guy after?

"Just to have fun!"

Viconia's faint laughter clearly entered Cui Xisi's ears.

The young drow elf couldn't help but snort, and before she could continue to speak, the compact order came as expected:

"Go one step further, shoot!"

Pulling the trigger subconsciously, Cui Xisi looked at the tail of the crossbow arrow flying away, and her heart was a little confused.

Is this a large-scale battle?

It doesn't seem as difficult as imagined!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Groups of slave warriors fell down, and the blood gathered into a stream and flowed down the gentle slope.

The mighty slave warriors continued to surge from the back, but they could not rush up the gentle slope blocked by the crossbow arrows.

Such a special scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding drow elves and attracted their great attention.

Many drow elves were immediately dumbfounded. They never thought that the crossbows sold in Azshara City would have such strong lethality.

What they didn't expect was that a large number of crossbows gathered together could actually burst out such powerful lethality.

The drow elves who had traded a batch of crossbows yesterday immediately set up their equipment in the same way.

The extremely penetrating crossbows brought considerable lethality to these heavily armored slave warriors.

The drow elves who took action soon achieved good results.

"Where did they get the crossbows?"

"Traded from Azshara City!"

"The quality of these crossbows is so good?"

"Of course, all of them are enchanted crossbows, and I spent a lot of money to buy them!"

"Haha, fortunately I bought 100 of them. After the battle today, I want to buy more..."

"With these crossbows, we can hold on longer..."

"..."

The commanders of the drow elves in major cities immediately focused their attention on the defense line of Azshara City.

Seeing the powerful lethality of those crossbows, different ideas emerged in their minds.

Seeing the slave warriors slowly coming up, Sera, who was commanding the battle, was not in a hurry.

She continued to show the power of the enchanted crossbow with patience, and looked at the magic communication information that kept coming in, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

Famiel, who came over, quickly counted the data, with a little surprise and excitement in his eyes, and couldn't wait to say:

"Currently, there are 4 drow commanders who have sent messages."

"They are all orders for enchanted crossbows. The largest order is more than 500, with a total of 1,500, each costing 150 gold coins, and the total order value is 225,000 gold coins."

"The price we set is 20 grams of refined gold, 36 grams of mithril, and 40 grams of magic iron per crossbow, and each is 16,000 gold coins."

"They all chose to trade with refined gold, and hope to complete the transaction immediately after today's battle."

"These drow commanders who placed orders are some of those who have traded with us before..."

A crossbow costing 150 gold coins.

Only 16,000 gold coins!

Compared to other transactions that can easily make thousands of times the profit, the price is only more than 100 times higher, which is simply a conscience price!

A total of 1,500 aircraft, with a total value of 24 million gold coins!

Equivalent to 1/2 of the current monthly income of the Gulf Territory!

This is already a huge sum of money!

And most of this is pure profit, and the cost is almost negligible.

But Sera is not particularly satisfied with this number.

She saw the first batch of sentries destroyed by slave warriors in the distance, sneered and said:

"There are more than 160 drow cities in total, how could there be only 4 orders."

"These guys are just thinking crookedly. In this case, you should quickly notify the elven commanders who have placed orders..."

Sera paused involuntarily, with undisguised excitement in her deep eyes, and said fiercely:

"If they are willing to pay 10 grams of refined gold per crossbow, or other rare metals of the same value, we can send the crossbows over now."

"The battle is so fierce now, I believe they must need these enchanted crossbows."

"We will work hard to send these crossbows to them, help them alleviate the crisis, and make some hard-earned money..."

Lucky for money?

Just raise the price by 50%!

"No matter how rich these drow are, it's impossible for them to accept such conditions, right?"

"Unless they're crazy!"

Farmir resisted the urge to speak, and obeyed Sera's order very calmly, replying to the elf commander who sent the order message one by one.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Farmiel sent the message, within two or three breaths, he immediately received a reply.

They all agreed!

Famil, who was a little dumbfounded, reached out and touched his forehead.

"Well, I'm the one who's crazy!"

Sera, who received a positive reply, raised her eyebrows quite happily, turned to Gatel, who was getting ready to attack behind her, and said:

"Watch your performance! Bring your goods and let's go!"

Facing the battlefield not far away with loud killing cries, Gartel nodded extremely excitedly, with undisguised fighting desire and fanaticism in his eyes, and waved to the Catachan warriors behind him:

"Take the goods and let's go!"

So, 20 tall and burly Catachan warriors, under the curious gaze of many adventurers, rushed out.

The team of slave warriors who had just rushed halfway up the mountain ran into ten large, shiny black ghost knives before they could continue to climb up!

The deadly single-point blade sliced ​​through two rows of slave warriors like tofu.

They didn't even have time to resist and struggle before they turned into two broken corpses.

The first group of Catachan warriors had just finished wielding their swords, and the latter group of Catachan warriors arrived with their swords in hand.

Click!

Another swarm of slave warriors, falling like sugarcane.

The three-meter-long big ghost blade was grasped with one hand by these Catachan warriors who had been transformed by dragon warriors, and it was easier to kill these ordinary slave warriors than they were trained to do on weekdays.

The Catachan warriors kept walking, killing the slave warriors and driving in.

They adopt the same offensive strategy as the Mo Dao team.

Each time one row attacks forward, the following rows quickly connect.

Use the attack distance of more than 4 meters to easily kill the slave warriors blocking the way.

The gray-brown sea of ​​slave warriors around them could not drown the Catachan warriors in red armor.

They forced their way out!

The drow elves who noticed this scene had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

They knew how powerful these slave warriors were.

Even war machines like the two-headed ogre warriors and half-giant warriors cannot charge so easily when surrounded by slave warriors.

Then there is only one reason. These human slave warriors from Azshara City possess extraordinary and terrifying fighting power.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, they rushed from one side of the valley to the other end of the gentle slope of the valley.

About 300 meters away.

It only took them less than two minutes to charge through the sea of ​​slave warriors.

They killed more than 3,000 slave warriors in total.

The terrifying killing efficiency made the drow commander subconsciously frown when he saw them rushing over.

Fortunately, what worried the drow commander the most did not happen.

After these Catachan warriors rushed to the outside of the post, they did not continue to climb up. Instead, they formed a defensive formation to protect the outside of the post.

Seeing them cut down the slave warriors who rushed up, the drow soldiers, who were very nervous, let out a long breath.

Gartel, the strongest, climbed up to the seven or eight-meter-high sentry post in a few seconds.

Led by the drow soldiers and surrounded by thousands of drows, he walked not far away from the drow commander.

Smelling the strong smell of blood on his body, the drow commander signaled Gartel to stop.

Without any hesitation, she handed over a large bag of fine gold to the drow soldier.

fear death?

No! No!

She just loves to be clean!

Gartel didn't take it seriously, and tapped the fine gold skillfully. After confirming that it was accurate, he put down the space equipment containing the enchanted crossbow.

Even if he didn't say a word, the surrounding drow warriors were very obedient and helped to check and count.

After confirming that all the crossbows had been delivered, the drow commander forced a smile on his face.

But before she could speak, Gatel had already turned around and left as if nothing had happened.

Nothing seems to be happening here.

In addition to the bloody footprints left on the ground, there are also enchanted crossbows distributed to the drow soldiers.

Gartel led the Catachan warriors and once again defeated the slave warrior army.

Under the astonished gazes of many drow elves, they arrived at the second trading location.

In the warm and hospitable "retention" of the drow commander, the Catachan warriors "tactfully" rejected their "hospitality" and ran towards the next trading location.

Just over half an hour's work.

The Catachan warriors completed their work and returned to Azshara's camp with shocking achievements and frightening power.

Sera, who was full of joy, solemnly welcomed them back with great honor.

Only Famil, who was following her, rolled his eyes.

The reason was that this unscrupulous "mistress" saw the Catachan warriors delivering goods.

Not only did they successfully save the drow outpost that was almost breached.

He also helped the arriving drow troops to reorganize their defense line and withstand the subsequent impact of the slave warriors.

Such a shocking performance decisively became Sera's bargaining chip to develop a new "side business".

"As long as you are in Azshara, purchase 800 enchanted crossbows at one time."

"Not only can you get powerful defensive weapons, but you can also get "fire support" worth 2,000 grams of fine gold."

"The number of fire support is limited, first come, first served!"

As soon as this news came out, it immediately attracted the "sought after" of many drow commanders.

Just over half an hour's work.

Many drow commanders placed orders, and the total number of enchanted bows and crossbows ordered soared to 10,000.

After receiving hundreds of kilograms of rare metals, Sera couldn't help but burst into laughter, her eyes filled with shapes of gold coins.

Seeing the Catachan warriors running around on the battlefield, Yaya suddenly felt a little itchy.

If I think about the Catachan warriors getting at least 10 grams of fine gold every time they take action, I can't help but want to make a fortune myself.

Matthew expressed his understanding of Yaya's thoughts, and then decisively rejected her idea.

He looked at the slave warriors who had lost three to four hundred thousand dead and injured, and noticed that their corpses were scattered throughout the valley, and their blood gathered into streams. He stared at the darkness in the distance, feeling the tremendous pressure that was forcing them. He sneered and said:

"Right now it's just an appetizer, the real main course hasn't been served yet."

Looking longingly at the glittering gold in the bag, Yaya couldn't help but asked curiously:

"Most of the drow troops can hardly hold on anymore. Why don't they retreat?"

"Drow elves have always been afraid of death, why is it different today?"

Regarding Yaya’s doubts, Matthew smiled and gave an explanation:

"Drow elves are indeed afraid of death, but they cannot directly resist the orders of their mistress, so they must choose to fight."

"Moreover, as long as you pay attention, you will find that most of the casualties are slave warriors. The drow elves have relatively few casualties."

"This is why most drow elves are still so peaceful."

"With our addition, the consumption of slave warriors has been greatly reduced..."

Yaya nodded thoughtfully, suddenly clapped his little hands and said:

"I understand. The reason why we took action just now was to protect these drow elves as much as possible..."

Just when Matthew thought Yaya would express a different sentiment, she suddenly said excitedly:

"We can capture the drow's fear of death and ask them to hand over all the good things they have!"

The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and Matthew nodded and said, somewhat dumbfounded:

"Yes, this is also part of Sera's plan."

"Instead of letting these drow die, the wealth they have accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years will be swallowed up by other drow."

"Why don't you pay us a sum of money to buy your life and continue to do business with us in the future..."

After getting this answer, Yaya nodded with satisfaction and kept calculating with his little hands.

She was thinking about how many golden coins she could get after this battle and fill her comfort zone with...

Slave warriors rushing over.

Finally there was less visible to the naked eye.

Trixis wiped the sweat from her forehead and was maintaining and repairing the enchanted crossbow under Viconia's guidance.

"The maintenance of enchanted crossbows is equally important, as it can greatly extend the service life..."

"I know this. I just learned it in the magic watch."

"Your performance just now was quite good, but your accuracy was a bit lacking..."

"The magic watch reminded me that I just killed 36 slave warriors, 4 more than you."

"Well, this thing isn't important, it's more about luck..."

"Then I'm very lucky!"

"..."

Viconia, who was usually quite talkative, felt embarrassed in front of Trixis, and everyone in the adventure team couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In response to everyone's ridicule, Viconia's shamelessness was once again clearly demonstrated. She changed her statement very decisively and praised Trixis:

"Hey, I told you a long time ago that this little girl is very smart and is a member worth cultivating. Now you believe it."

The big guy shrugged his shoulders and had no intention of talking to her.

If you tease her a few words now, she might nag everyone for days!

Tyrell, who had been silent all this time, nervously watched the terrifying fluctuations coming from the distance, and said softly with some hesitation:

"Everyone must cheer up next, the mind flayer is coming."

The big guy who heard this subconsciously looked over.

They all know about the captain's special ability, which is that he can vaguely sense the "actions" of the mind flayer, and even possesses some of the mind flayer's abilities.

Even he said so, which means that the dangerous mind flayer will really arrive on the battlefield!

Just as they were making full preparations for the battle, Sera, who sent the message, looked at the rushing army in the distance with a smile.

"You finally showed up, otherwise it would be really difficult to do anything."

After receiving the news, the dungeon quickly issued combat orders to the adventurers who were ready to go.

"Target, mind flayer controlled ruins!"

"Combat plan, make every effort to clear out the mind flayer strongholds and camps."

"Set off!"

The prepared adventurers rushed out in droves.

They can't wait to start fighting!

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