Chapter 653: Operations Behind Enemy Lines (8000)

Hu! Hu! Hu!

A rare wind outlet in the distance blew a refreshing breeze.

The adventurers hiding in the shadow corners carefully observed the sentry in the distance.

The gnoll slaves with a keen sense of smell patrolled the sentry without stopping.

In their minds, there were only orders to patrol and kill the enemy.

Although it was a bit dull, it could also pose a huge threat.

For example, if the adventurers could not get rid of the gnoll warriors first, it would be difficult to quickly approach the city wall.

Fortunately, the adventurers were well prepared. For this rare combat opportunity, they all bought sniper crossbows produced by the Gulf Territory!

The sniper crossbow is an improved version of the large enchanted crossbow. While maintaining a strong lethality, it further improves the range and accuracy.

The attack distance has been increased from the original five or six hundred meters to 800 to 1,000 meters.

Of course, such a transformation is bound to bring some effects. The sniper crossbow is larger and has a slower loading speed.

For adventurers who are good at small-scale combat, such changes are very suitable.

Chris, who was concentrating, carefully aimed at the target, adjusted his breathing rhythmically, and then pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A huge thrust was instantly added to the black and blue crossbow arrow.

The rotating arrow body faintly exuded a transparent spell light pattern.

"Float", "Precision", "Penetrating", "Correction" and other enchantments burst out together.

Let the flying crossbow arrow become faster and faster.

The black light flashed by, and Chris saw it through the magic telescope.

The strongest jackal warrior on the sentry post was instantly pierced by the crossbow arrow.

The powerful and terrible impact tore a big hole in its chest, causing its whole body to fly backwards and stick to the wall like mud.

The crossbow arrow that continued to be castrated shot into the inside of the sentry post, and a violent collision sound was heard.

Chris's shooting achieved effective killing and also sounded the horn of attack.

Continuous crossbow arrows whizzed towards the distant city wall.

The adventurer archers who had received sniper training used extremely powerful sniper crossbows to deal with these dull slave warriors, and they could basically hit the target every time.

In a few breaths, thirty or forty slave warriors were shot and killed on the city wall.

The huge movement immediately attracted the attention of the slave general.

They looked at the corpses on the city wall and the crossbow arrows flying from afar, and planned according to the combat orders issued by the Mind Flayer.

They immediately sent out a combat force of about 500 people to rush in the direction of the crossbow arrows.

The adventurers who had already figured out their combat methods looked at the more than 500 slave warriors rushing over with some regret.

The enemy was too easy to be fooled, and they felt that there was no sense of accomplishment!

The number of enemies was too small, and they felt that they were not enough!

The 500 slave warriors who rushed over were not covered by the dense crossbow arrows, and they really rushed to Chris's eyes.

However, these slave warriors of average strength did not break through the defense line of Alice's Adventure Group.

The defense line composed of more than 50 shield-bearing gray dwarf elites easily withstood the siege of the slave warriors.

Ashes stopped the gray dwarves' counterattack and kept shouting in a loud voice:

"This piece of meat is too little, and it has no taste when chewed."

"Wait until more slave warriors are attracted out, and then launch an attack."

The gray dwarves naturally had no objections, holding large and heavy shields, and easily blocked the attacks of the slave warriors.

The latter's strength was quite different from theirs, and even with a large number, they could not pry their defense line at all.

The powerful ogre warriors on both sides blocked the sides as a reserve team, watching these manipulated slave warriors, with a little helplessness in their eyes.

Although the ogre's brain was not particularly bright, under the training and education of the Bay Leader, he gradually understood more about the meaning of life.

Naturally, the experiences of these slave warriors were remembered in their hearts, and then they felt extremely hateful towards the Mind Flayer.

Morak, who did not intervene in the battle, scratched the growing bulge on his neck, vaguely feeling that a brain was about to grow inside.

However, Morak is not in a hurry now.

He was fortunate to be personally received by the Lord, who solemnly told him:

"The upper limit of the second head depends on your current strength and accumulation of power."

"The stronger you are now, the higher the potential and strength of the second head will be."

Morak, who is much smarter than ordinary ogres, naturally understands the Lord's implication. He resisted the urge to hold the ancient opening ceremony and started training hard.

At the beginning, Morak was very worried about his own strength improvement.

After all, for traditional ogres, there are generally only two ways to grow.

The first is to keep eating.

The more ogres eat, the stronger they are, and they can even get some special powers from the food they eat.

Matthew is very optimistic and expectant about this feature of ogres.

But this ability appears relatively "hidden" and has not formed corresponding talents, expertise, or skills.

But Matthew did not give up. The deeper he understood the nature of expertise, skills, and talents, the more he understood the mystery.

Every ability with real effects will change accordingly according to the degree of use and development.

Generally speaking, use it and you will improve, and don't use it and you will lose it.

Because ogres do not produce, they mostly hunt and prey.

Although they have a big appetite, it is difficult to fill their stomachs most of the time.

Moreover, the inheritance of ogres is very fragmented, and they do not have a systematic career path like humans.

Therefore, most ogres do not have the idea and thinking to develop in this aspect.

After Matthew discovered this feature, he selected several ogres with great potential and focused on improving their potential and ability in this aspect.

In simple terms, they were arranged to eat non-stop.

Overall, the effect was quite good.

The various specialties and skills that appeared were relatively low-level, and they lost the possibility of subsequent improvement and development, and did not achieve the effect that Matthew was satisfied with.

Therefore, he gave Morak a new task, which was to actively strengthen the "training" in this aspect while growing up.

In simple terms, he fed him a variety of delicacies made from magical creatures.

Let him record his evaluation of these foods and the effects they produced one by one.

This part of the small data that is constantly accumulated can effectively supplement the big data that Matthew saw at a glance.

Morak received various nutritional supplements, and his strength soon broke through the original bottleneck and entered a stage of rapid improvement.

The Gulf Territory has strengthened this aspect, and in this way, it has controlled the stomach of the ogres and made them obedient.

The second way is to fight constantly.

Ogres have extremely excellent physical talents.

Their tall and strong bodies, excellent strength and physique, and high resistance to both physics and magic make them naturally good at fighting.

However, the method of using fighting to improve strength also has the same restrictions as eating.

There is not much experience summary in the ogre tribe and heritage.

Most of them use their bodies and brute force to fight, and even the use of various weapons is slow and average.

They lack systematic training, so naturally there is no accumulation and improvement.

This also leads to the emergence of powerful ogres, which can only rely on a large number of people to try their luck, rather than through systematic training.

It is not that there are no smart ogres who want to change this fatal defect.

However, the ogres have low IQ and learning efficiency.

There is also a bad environment where they have to worry about filling their stomachs.

This greatly limits the development of ogres in this regard.

This is often the case.

Ogres who work hard to train their combat skills.

Because the food is not enough or good enough, they are not strong enough.

Because their intelligence is relatively low and they learn things slowly, they do not learn too advanced combat skills.

Then, they are beaten by ogres who only have brute force.

If their efforts are not rewarded, how can any ogres be willing to continue on this path?

Even Morak himself only wanted to practice combat skills after his physical strength reached a certain level.

Because he could not break through the shackles of blood and talent, and was caught by the drow elves and could not escape, he thought about practicing combat skills.

The effect!

It is not particularly obvious!

Fortunately, Morak saw hope to change all this in the training camp of the Bay Territory.

The Bay Territory provides exquisite techniques and skills, as well as special training methods, which are very "compatible" with ogres.

The dull, stubborn, and somewhat one-track-minded ogres are very patient with repetitive routine training and can strive for perfection.

With sufficient food provided by the Gulf Territory, the "managed" ogres have long lost their original ignorance and laziness, and their strength has been rapidly improved.

Even though a considerable number of ogre warriors cannot meet the standards for joining the Gulf Territory's army for the time being.

Morak is also willing to take them as adventurers, and through repeated battles, train and beat them to accelerate their growth.

Matthew is very satisfied with Morak's enlightenment and encourages him to learn more cultural knowledge, and strive to lead more ogres to integrate into the Gulf Territory and step into the ranks of rapid development.

The development of the Gulf Territory requires the joint efforts of all races!

As for these slave warriors at the moment, Morak has no intention of taking action at all. He is waiting for bigger fish to take the bait.

However, Morak is a little curious about the gray dwarf's strategy of not fighting back.

"Can this attract more slave warriors?"

Although Morak has been studying cultural knowledge during this period, he is still confused about the flexible and changeable tactics of the Bay Territory.

Chris, who was next to him, put down the telescope, stared at the increasing number of slave warriors on the city wall, sneered and said:

"Be patient, as long as the bait is big enough, the fish will take the bait sooner or later."

Just when Morak hesitated, a roar came from the distant sentry.

Thousands of slave warriors rushed towards them in a mighty force.

It is obvious that the Mind Flayers who reacted saw through the tactics of Chris and others to lure the enemy.

Faced with their provocation, they sent out a large army without hesitation.

It is obvious that the Mind Flayers are afraid of death.

But they are also very proud!

After all, they have been settled for thousands of years, and they killed their former enemies with one move, almost completely destroying the Gray Dwarf Kingdom.

If it were not for the shortage of combat supplies, the difficulty of transporting various supplies, and the large number of slaves that need to be digested and transformed.

The Mind Flayer Empire had already launched a war against the entire underground world, and there was no need to delay until now.

The army had just left.

The outpost under their command had been attacked, and the number of enemies was not large, so the newly arrived Mind Flayers naturally could not tolerate it.

So, this scene appeared.

Looking at the slave warriors rushing in, Morak, who had been waiting for a long time, moved his shoulders, pulled out two large razors from his back, and shouted excitedly:

"Haha, the enemy is here to die!"

Hearing his shout, Chris breathed a sigh of relief and immediately issued a new combat order:

"Set up the crossbow, counterattack!"

The long-awaited gray dwarf warriors excitedly pushed their shields forward and pushed away the slave warriors who were besieging them.

The war hammer flashing with thunder was thrown out by them, and "crashed" on the slave warrior's knee.

Crack!

The crisp sound of broken bones echoed on the battlefield one after another.

The defenseless slave warriors were instantly shortened and fell to the ground in a mess.

Although they could ignore the pain, they could not heal their bones again.

Before they could struggle to get up, the heavy hammer emitting thunder smashed on their heads.

Blood splattered and bones rang crisply.

The slave warriors were silent, and the subsequent slave warriors continued to rush forward.

The gray dwarf shield warriors changed their defensive style just now and rushed forward with a roar.

They have been receiving training from the Gulf Leader. They can't drink when they want to drink and forge iron when they want to forge iron like before.

The only thought is to complete the combat mission and get a chance to take a vacation.

Otherwise, the Ashes who command them will never let them do whatever they want.

Don't they have to take advantage of the current battle to vent the resentment accumulated during this period on these slave warriors?

"Kill!!"

"Charge!"

"Hit them!"

"Hit their knees first!"

"There's a big guy over there, hit his head!"

"I can't reach it!"

"If you can't reach it, can't you jump up?"

"You can't reach it even if you jump up!"

"..."

Looking at their scattered charging figures, Ashes, who had been smiling just now, immediately rolled his eyes and shouted at the magic watch:

"Have you forgotten the charging formations we usually train?

"Stupid, use your equipment! ”

“…”

Under the command and reminder of Ashes, the gray dwarf warriors who rushed forward in a disorderly manner barely maintained their formation and plunged into the middle of the slave warriors.

Although these wolf slave warriors were wearing iron armor and holding sophisticated metal scimitars, they were considered well-equipped.

Unfortunately, the scimitars they swung down could only chop out a few sparks on the gray dwarfs' enchanted shields.

The latter swung the thunder hammer to counterattack, but they could smash their bones with far greater strength than them.

Some gray dwarf warriors heard Ashes' command, activated the flame jet backpacks behind their armor, and held their shields and crashed into the enemy like cannonballs.

Concentrated The slave warriors who were with them were instantly overwhelmed by them.

The gray dwarf adventurers who seized the opportunity rushed in excitedly and quickly tore a huge gap.

The slave warriors fought hard, but they were defeated by the gray dwarf adventurers who had absolute advantages in strength and equipment.

The gray dwarf adventurers who were wielded by the heavy hammers had their heads knocked off one by one.

Seeing that the victory had been achieved here, Huijin's heart, which had been hanging high, was also slightly relieved.

He immediately ordered the gray dwarf adventurers to adjust their status, looked at the slave warriors running wildly from a distance, and turned his head to look at Morak on the side with some regret.

"Next, it's up to them to perform. "

Although each of the gray dwarf adventurers he selected has the strength of a high-level professional and is wearing high-level enchanted weapons and equipment.

But because the training time is short, the gray dwarf adventurers are not particularly concerned about the training.

Now they are pulled to the battlefield to participate in the first group battle.

How can he not be happy that he solved these more than 500 slave warriors without any casualties.

If it were in the past, even if he led more than 100 gray dwarves to win the battle, at least half of them would be killed or injured.

The reason is that the high-level enchanted armor and weapons provided by the Gulf Territory are enough to crush the slave warriors.

It was after seeing this scene that Ashes realized that the next battle would be the stage for another powerful army.

Seeing that the worries have been solved, more than 2,500 slave warriors who rushed out of the sentry post have also rushed here.

Chris took a deep breath and shouted loudly without hesitation:

"Thunder Warriors, attack! "

In the distant darkness, a large area of ​​azure arcs suddenly lit up, and tall figures strode out.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As they quickened their pace and charged forward, the entire ground shook.

Looking at the streamlined, smooth azure armor and feeling the visually impactful speed of the charge, Chris couldn't help licking his lips, and kept muttering in his heart:

"There are still 30,000 points of merit left..."

The commander of the Thunder Warriors who rushed forward, looking at the slave army rushing in, commanded in a cold voice:

"Thunder is exciting, release!"

The gorgeous and cool Thunder Armor, with dazzling blue electric light, condensed into a substantial lightning ball on the chest, and flew towards the position aimed at by the combat auxiliary crosshair.

Groups of flowing electric light instantly hit the front of the slave warrior army.

Crackling!

Boom!

The electric light group exploded, and the fangs and claws of lightning kept jumping along the armor of the slave warrior.

The violent impact blew the front of the slave warrior into pieces.

The slave warrior in the center was blown to pieces.

The burnt corpses fell to the ground, and occasionally there were seriously injured slave warriors who were not dead, twitching and trying to stand up, and the thunder and lightning that jumped back would take away their last life value.

The shock wave of the violent thunder, even more than 200 slave warriors in the back, also suffered a heavy blow from the thunder.

They were surrounded by lightning and their bodies twitched constantly.

Before they could recover, the Thunder Warriors who rushed over violently, like a blue electric hammer, smashed into the gap in their front row.

The Thunder Warrior who rushed to the front, holding a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, hit the slave warriors with unparalleled impact force.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Thunder Warrior who was more than three meters tall knocked the jackal slave warrior who was less than two meters tall away.

Dozens of slave warriors flew upside down, crashing into the back like a cannonball, and knocked the other slave warriors apart.

Ignoring the blood stains, all the Thunder Warriors pushed their shields forward, took a big step to the front of the scattered slave warriors, and swung their knives fiercely.

Crack!

The shiny big knife chopped off the numb heads one by one.

The slave warriors quickly launched a counterattack and surrounded the Thunder Warriors.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of the Thunder Warriors, they were too slow, and the difference was not much like a target.

The Thunder Warriors kept their pace, raising their shields and slashing, charging in forcefully.

The thickly armored gnoll slave warriors could not stop their casual slashes.

If the slave warriors swung their swords to block, the indestructible Thunder Swords would cut off their weapons and people together.

Slave warriors fell in groups, and the Thunder Warriors rushed all the way.

The slave warriors who surrounded them did not pose any threat to the Thunder Warriors.

The slave general who saw this scene felt a fatal threat for no reason.

He could not help but take a deep breath, ordered the slave warriors in front to surround the Thunder Warriors, and immediately commanded the slave warriors in the rear army to retreat quickly.

Although he had gained some independent thinking ability, he had to obey the orders given to him by the Mind Flayer.

"Destroy the enemy, or preserve strength."

The former was no longer possible, so the latter must be completed at all costs.

Unfortunately, the slave general's order was too late.

The Thunder Warrior Commander, who noticed the movement of the slave warriors, issued the order of "full team assault" without hesitation.

The violent thunder immediately spread from the armor of the Thunder Warriors, instantly paralyzing the slave warriors approaching.

Faced with these enemies who had no power to fight back, the Thunder Warriors were merciless, rushing forward madly, and taking off their heads.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The heavy footsteps rushed in like a tide.

Even though the slave general was not panicking, he still felt the current situation was difficult.

He immediately continued to split the troops and sent another 500 people to stop the Thunder Warriors.

But to his surprise, the Thunder Warriors, who were running wildly, sprayed a ball of surging fire behind them when they were about to approach the 500 slave warriors.

Flame jet backpack!

This equipment was jointly invented, produced and manufactured by Yaya and Orianna.

It was specially made to solve the problems of Thunder Warriors crossing terrain, avoiding unnecessary battles, and accelerating on the way.

This is a product that Matthew commissioned Yaya and Orianna to develop based on the innovations of players' research on special flying armor.

Although they have been created for a long time, they have not appeared on the battlefield until today.

Those worn by the gray dwarf adventurers are simplified versions, specially provided for adventurers, and used to generate income for Yaya and Orianna.

Under the incredible gaze of the slave general.

The thunder warriors drew an arc in the air, with flashing and violent thunder, aimed at his position and smashed down suddenly.

Boom!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The thunder warriors smashed down like cannonballs.

The commander of the thunder warriors swung his sword at the slave general.

The two ogre warriors standing next to him howled and rushed over.

But the spreading thunder had just hit them.

The ogre warrior froze in place, watching the sword swinging down and split the slave general in two!

Until this time, the thunder lingering on the slave general slowly disappeared.

Once the slave general died.

All the remaining slave warriors were still executing the order he had just issued.

Even the two ogre warriors who were about to attack the Thunder Warrior Commander turned around without hesitation and continued to retreat towards the sentry post.

Such a weird scene happened in front of everyone's eyes, which immediately aroused everyone's indignation and shared hatred.

Killing the Mind Flayer is everyone's responsibility!

Seeing the Thunder Warriors killing the Slave General head-on, Chris, who was shocked by their fighting power, decisively gave the order for the entire army to attack.

"attack!"

The Thunder Warriors did not pursue these slave warriors. Seeing that they no longer threatened them, they rushed towards the sentry in the distance without hesitation.

A terrifying mental fluctuation rushed towards them in an instant.

Soul shock!

Soul blast!

Mind spike!

But the thunder warrior who was running wildly did not stop.

Only the slightly flickering magic shield in front of them showed that they had been attacked by spells.

The Thunder Warrior commander immediately noticed the direction and location of the attack, and issued a new attack order without hesitation:

"10:00 direction, distance 325 meters, rocket jump, start!"

Scorching light blue flames suddenly burst out from the flame jet backpack behind the Thunder Warrior.

The huge reverse thrust took the 1.5-ton Thunder Warriors off the ground, rushed up into the air diagonally, and flew towards the sentry in the distance.

The sound of whirring through the air brought terrible pressure to the Mind Flayer whose expression changed drastically.

He immediately turned around and ran away, while giving orders to the surrounding slave warriors to protect himself.

But before he could take two steps, huge thunder fell from the sky.

Click!

The jumping thunder slammed into the mana shield around the mind flayer.

Under his horrified gaze, the thunderbolt, which was as thick as a wrist, destroyed 2/3 of the thickness of the mana shield, making the shield shaky.

Noticing the deadly threat so close at hand, the Mind Flayer became cruel and reached out to tear off the dark green necklace around his neck.

The distorted space fluctuations instantly enveloped the Mind Flayer.

He looked up at the Thunder Warriors who crashed down, with unspeakable hatred and malice in his eyes.

call!

The machete swung by the Thunder Warrior Commander instantly shattered the Mind Flayer's remaining shield.

A cruel smile appeared on the Mind Flayer's face, but his smile froze directly on his face. He stared at the approaching sword with great horror, and crazy thoughts emerged in his mind.

"Transmission failed?"

"How can this be!"

Poof!

His ugly and twisted head was instantly chopped off by the Thunder Warrior Commander.

Before his head hit the ground, it was put into a shiny black storage box.

The commander of the Thunder Warriors with a calm face said in a calm voice:

"The beheading mission has been completed, retreat!"

Facing the crazy surrounding slave warriors, the Thunder Warriors activated their flame jet backpacks again and easily landed on the city wall.

Just at this time, the retreating slave warriors rushed back.

As a result, he was blocked by the Thunder Warriors and did not return to the post.

However, these thunder warriors did not launch an attack, but firmly blocked the city entrance.

The excited adventurers surrounded them and killed the slave warriors who were still able to move and fight back.

The slave warriors who had fallen into stasis were also captured one by one.

It takes about 10 minutes.

The entire sentry was cleared.

But the adventurers did not leave, but secretly squatted near the guard post, waiting for the next group of slave warriors to come for support.

Similar battles do not exist only in this place.

A large number of adventurers and more than a dozen groups of Gulf Territory combat troops mobilized are launching attacks on the mind flayer posts and camps in various ways.

Taking advantage of the lack of strength in the Mind Flayer army, use a small team of adventurers to sneak attack on their rear.

This was the mission and strategy that Sera had already formulated when she left.

There are several advantages to doing this.

First: Taking the initiative to clean up the combat forces and strongholds of the Mind Flayer army can greatly strengthen the Gulf Territory's control over this area.

In the vast ruins of dozens of gray dwarf cities.

Without enough camps and outposts to serve as anchors, the mind flayers would be unable to maintain a large army here.

Second: Strengthen the adventurer's combat effectiveness by fighting against the Mind Flayer troops.

The current camps and outposts of the Mind Flayer are still deployed on the same scale as before, and their combat forces are deployed.

There are about 4,000 to 6,000 slave warriors in each stronghold, which can be said to be quite powerful.

Mind flayers who take their own safety very seriously will build their outposts and camps very strong.

Once encountering enemy attack.

They will adopt a full defensive posture, completely shrink their strength, and never take the initiative to attack.

With so many slave warriors with an average challenge level of 8+, they can withstand more than three times the attack of elite troops under full defense.

Moreover, slave warriors are not affected by morale and other factors, and they can often persist until the last moment.

Almost no one is willing to trade lives with such enemies who are not afraid of death.

Whether it is the gray dwarf combat troops or the drow army, facing the sentries and camps set up by the Mind Flayer Empire, they have no appetite and no idea of ​​taking action.

It is precisely because of this that the Mind Flayer Empire is so unscrupulous.

However, the Mind Flayer Empire's method of continuous layout and dispersed power and troops also has considerable drawbacks.

In these small and medium-sized sentries and camps.

Except for 1 or 2 slave generals, the control of thousands of slave warriors is generally concentrated in the hands of the mind flayers.

That is to say, once their core control force is defeated.

All slave warriors will fall into the dilemma of being leaderless and basically lose their combat threat.

This requires adventurers to use their "brains" or formulate a strict combat plan.

As long as the adventurers complete such combat missions, their combat experience and strength will be greatly improved.

Of course, there are also generous mission rewards and spoils of war.

Third: limit the transportation of supplies for the Mind Flayer Army.

Even with the current wealth of the Bay Territory.

For the transportation of supplies for combat troops with a number of more than 10,000, they will try to use the way of golem trains.

It's not that the teleportation array can't be used, but the golem train is more cost-effective!

Although nearly half of the vanguards of the Mind Flayer Army who rushed over were newly captured slave warriors.

But the remaining combat force is still tens of millions.

Moreover, as the number of combat units of the Mind Flayer Army increases, the consumption of food and combat supplies is also increasing rapidly.

When they broke through the drow elf city, they did obtain a lot of supplies and food.

But once the snowballing operation of the vanguard army stagnates, the huge consumption of the million-strong army is definitely a pressure that the vanguard army of the Mind Flayer cannot bear.

If you don't want to give up the battle, then transporting supplies from the rear for support is an indispensable operation.

Even if the slave warriors become war machines, they are still flesh and blood after all.

They also need all kinds of supplies to maintain high-intensity combat.

If there are no outposts and strongholds along the way as support, the transportation line of the Mind Flayer troops will be stretched at least three or four times.

The combat force for transporting supplies cannot be reduced.

The huge material pressure brought by the marching operation alone is enough to crush the Mind Flayer Empire with relatively backward production capacity.

Carry out more operations behind enemy lines!

That is the strategic deployment of the Gulf Territory!

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