The sparks on the firewood became brighter and brighter. With a bang, the flames suddenly rose, driving away the darkness.

Yang Dashuan gasped and raised the torch in his hand high. [bsp;    There is a mess wherever he sees, and corpses are everywhere. The swamp giants lay weakly on the ground and opened their mouths wide. If it weren't for the panting chest, no one would have thought that there were still people living in this flesh-deep land. Iverson leaned on the hillside, tilted his head, and grinned.

Although the giants were covered in wounds, they were not seriously injured.

In addition to the first wave of military crossbow arrows, the scouts only had two daggers long. Although the crossbow arrows were poisonous, most of them shot to the Komodo giant beast. Although the dagger was sharp, it was like a bitten by a hornet to the swamp giants, and there was no fatal injury.

Yang Dashuan picked up his destruction from the pile of meat, and his eyes kept scanning the light of the torch.

There were still some soldiers on the ground who were not dead. Perhaps they were knocked out from the beginning, or they lost consciousness due to excessive bleeding, and were awakened by the cold temperature of the ice and snow, making low moans. With cold eyes, the destroyer in his hand gently brushed the throats of these guys, bringing up a series of blood.

Seeing the master doing this, the swamp giants also climbed up from the ground to find the missing live on the battlefield.

The battle shouldn't have been so difficult, both Yang Dashuan and the swamp giants thought so. More than a dozen cavalry composed of swamp giants and Komodo giant beasts were enough to deal with troops that were more than ten times more than one's own. Once the Komodo giant beasts were allowed to run at full speed, they could even resist forty or fifty times their own human troops. However, the opponent only had about four hundred people, and almost wiped out the giant cavalry in the first battle.

While cleaning the battlefield, Yang Dashuan was thinking about this issue.

This kind of battle will definitely not be just once, and the next time may not be so lucky. We must find out the problem from the root.

Otherwise, how can we build an invincible cavalry unit?

In short, the first wave of arrow rain caused too much damage to our side, especially directly causing the Komodo giants to lose their mobility. This is not possible. The biggest advantage of cavalry is the mobility of the mounts. Once the mount is restricted, the swamp giants will be trapped in the human sea tactics. Even the extremely powerful people in the holy realm will be bitten to death when facing ants.

After thinking for a long time, Yang Dashuan came to the final conclusion.

It’s due to equipment reasons!

Due to geographical location, there is a lack of mineral veins, and the mines on the Kemesl Mountains cannot be mined, which makes the metal scarce. Due to the addition of the swamp giant, the originally abundant equipment has to be divided into a vast majority and given them weapons. In this way, the defensive armor will naturally be reduced.

Although I have a lot of money on hand, the armor below this level in the VIP store is too bulky and lacks armor suitable for Komodo's size. Although I can spend a lot of gold coins to buy iron ore directly from the store, some of it will be less than worth the effort.

I glanced at the VIP store and according to the current level of 3 towns in the territory, I had to upgrade to two levels and enable the store to open a seventh level item before I could buy it.

Seeing this, Yang Dashuan couldn't help but feel a little headache.

What can be done if the problem is found? Still can't be solved.

"Master, there is no living!" Sheen stood on the hillside and glanced down and said, "All annihilation!"

Yang Dashuan nodded, "How are our casualties?"

"It's all skin trauma, nothing serious. But the arrow rain was a bit troublesome at that time. Not only the giant beasts were paralyzed, but several of the brothers couldn't move. Now I'm sending people to take care of them, and it will take at least one or two days to recover." Sheen licked his lips and smacked his lips. "I don't know what poison these guys touched on the arrows. It's not fatal to us, but the effect is still great. I checked it. It's not the same as the poison used in our territory. It doesn't last long, but it's more violent."

Never underestimate humans!

Yang Dashuan sneered in his heart, which is why insufficient power and behemoths, magic power cannot compete with elves, but humans can still become the overlords of Hekai Continent. These soldiers are just scouts, and their poison is only used to capture the enemy alive. In the future, Maple Leaf Town will face the regular army of the alliance, and the poison on their arrows is fatal!

Nodded.

The paralyzed swamp giant had been helped over and was now resting on the hills.

The giant beast lying on Komodo was lifted up by Iverson and Sheen, with big lantern-like eyes blinking constantly. Most of the arrows of the baby's arms were buried in the body of the beast, looking like an injured porcupine.

"Dad, it's not good. It seems that someone is coming!" Iverson suddenly shouted in surprise. "At the back, they went around behind us!"

Yang Dashuan quickly raised his head and listened with his ears. Even without Iverson's reminder, he could clearly feel the number of people on the other side from the vibration on the ground.

Oops!

Yang Dashuan's heart suddenly sank, and he immediately lay down to the ground, stepped on the torch in his hand, and quickly crawled up to the hillside. Although the night was very dim, the dark shadows from afar gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression. It was a silent feeling, as if a beast was lurking in the darkness, ready to rush over at any time.

"On there, the fires there are gone!"

A small sound came from the darkness, brought by the wind on the wasteland, and flashed through my ears. Then, the neat footsteps ran quickly towards the place.

Yang Dashuan frowned.

I looked back at the swamp giants. What should I do? Should I fight or escape?

This time, the operation was mainly to sneak attack the warehouse of Gothic City and to delay the attack of the Public ** team. But unexpectedly, when Gothic City was still two days away, they were discovered in advance... Yang Dashuan gritted his teeth. If he wanted to fight with these people, he might even burp himself. The swamp giants were already covered with scars, most of them were poisoned, and they were inconvenient to move, let alone fighting.

But if you want to choose to escape, you must bring these injured swamp giants with you.

Yang Dashuan may be able to say something about a hero cutting his wrist and a viper cutting his feet, but he may not be able to do so.

Xien looked at Yang Dashuan, who was struggling for a while. He had also served as the small leader of the swamp tribe. He understood what choice should be made as a lord at this time. Even if he left these companions who were still in numbness, Xien would not have any complaints. However, Xien had made up his mind that if he left his companions like this... After he could return from Gothic City alive, he would return to the swamp with his living companions.

"Take everyone with us, let's avoid them!" Yang Dashuan gritted his teeth and jumped down from the hillside. Seeing that Shien was still stunned, he swung over. "What are you still standing there? Help them go! Let's not want the Komodo giant beast, the most important thing is to survive!"

Sheen didn't react for a long time, and he nodded repeatedly after taking this kick.

"Dad, it's over!" Iverson glanced at the front and his face immediately pulled down.

"What's wrong?" Yang Dashuan raised the Destroyer and looked at Iverson. "If you say this, I'll cut you down!"

"We are surrounded in front of us. These guys have surrounded us at some point. They are all enemies." Iverson's eyes floated. After all, he was a five or six-year-old child. Although he was a Titan Giant, he still showed panic and uneasy when facing this desperate situation of being besieged. "Many, at least one or two thousand people must be around."

Yang Dashuan narrowed his eyes.

Although it was still late at night, the feeling of emptiness on the wasteland just now did not exist, and it was replaced by a dense texture. Even if you couldn't see it, Yang Dashuan could still feel that many people were walking towards it. No matter which direction there was someone, and if you wanted to escape, there was no way to even put on wings.

"Master, what should we do?" Sheen licked his dry lips, and the stick in his hand was so cold that his palms were trembling. "We are surrounded, why don't I take someone to cover you away. Master, as long as you remember to avenge us!"

Escape? Revenge?

Yang Dashuan sneered.

If these two or three thousand people had military crossbow arrows like scouts, even ten of them might not be able to escape alive. Since they had to fight hard, it would be better to do a good job. Yang Dashuan couldn't help but touch the Ring of the Fire God at his fingertips. As long as there were Azeroth Fire Snake and Rock Puppets, I was afraid that these two thousand people would not want to go back alive.

"I would rather die than escape!" Yang Dashuan gritted his teeth and uttered these words fiercely.

"Good!" Sheen took a heavy breath and clenched the hammer in his hand.

Several swamp giants who were poisoned by arrows also stood up with the support of their companions... In order to hide their bodies, they narrowed their eyes and prepared to sneak attack these enemies who were approaching them quietly in the dark.

‘Click and click’!

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, louder and louder, and also become more and more dense.

"Stop!" someone shouted in the darkness. Yang Dashuan narrowed his eyes and tried his best to see the figures in the darkness. But he only saw a ball of black shadows squatting down slowly and twisting the flesh on the ground. "There has been a battle here, it's very tragic!"

The smell of blood on the ground was extremely strong, and the broken flesh kept sticking when it stepped on it, as if it was about to stick to the soles of the feet, pulling the person who dared to step into this dead state into the abyss.

Yang Dashuan took a deep breath, crawled on the ground, and approached the other party quickly and carefully.

"Just here, check carefully, don't let one go, they may not go far!" A voice suddenly sounded in the darkness. "Everyone is ready for the war!"

Yang Dashuan loosened his fingers that were clenched with pain and walked around the left side of the black shadow. He stretched out his right arm without hesitation. As long as he walked around the other person's throat, he could break the other person's neck in an instant with such a gentle force. At this moment, with a light bang, ten flames suddenly rose in the darkness, which drove away all the darkness.

Yang Dashuan's tightened pupils suddenly dilated, and his hand that stretched out was stunned in the air.

"Rog!"

A figure rushed out from behind the crowd and rushed into Yang Dashuan's arms.

Joan of Arc cried with pear blossoms in the rain.

After blinking his eyes, Yang Dashuan adapted to the dazzling fire. It turned out that these were all slaves in his territory, and almost all the centaurs and ogres gathered here. No wonder there was such a loud noise! ​​The swamp giants opened their eyes when they heard the sound. When they saw that they were from Maple Leaf Town, they immediately collapsed to the ground.

"Why are you here? Didn't you let you follow?" Yang Dashuan let out a long sigh. The feeling of instantly transforming from an enemy into his own person made it difficult for him to accept this gap for a while. After glanced at the slaves, Yang Dashuan saw that there were many bear goblins among them, these were the slaves rescued from the scouts just now.

"You go ahead and we will chase you back. The big lord said that the distance between us is too far. As soon as my sister Leren and I discussed it, we decided to catch up with you first." Joan of Arc sobbed a few times, and saw Yang Dashuan's scars, his eyes were red again. "When we were just resting tonight, the centaurs patrolling discovered this group of rescued bear goblins. They said that the fight here probably had started, so we set off immediately. Leren and Sister Alice were behind, and they probably wouldn't return here tomorrow morning. How are your injuries?"

Yang Dashuan shook his hand and said it was not in the way.

"Pastor, priest!" Joan of Arc didn't care and shouted repeatedly. Fortunately, he was very careful when he arrived and brought all the only three pastors in the territory. The pastor named Cry trotted all the way to Yang Dashuan. With the light of fire, he found that Lao Yang had only a few scratches on his body, and it was not serious. However, under Joan of Arc's advice, he still used a "holy light technique".

"Don't worry about me, go and take a look at the swamp giants first. By the way, there are those Komodo giant beasts, they can't be hurt."

A group of people quickly put on torches and came up.

Most of the wounds of the swamp giants were on their legs. The ogres carefully used their swords to tear open the legs of the linen and slowly used the tip of the knife to separate the arrows.

In order to create greater lethality in military crossbow arrows, the arrow clusters are all triangular. Once shot into the body, the arrow clusters will be hung hard on the skin. If you want the priest to perform the "Holy Light Technique", you must pick these arrow clusters out of the flesh.

However, it is too difficult for ogres to do these delicate tasks. The clumsy ogres are inevitably a little nervous. If they don’t control their strength well, they will stab the dagger directly into the thigh of the swamp giant. In this scene, Yang Dashuan’s eyelids kept pounding wildly.

The results of the war between hot and cold weapons are shocking, but after the war is over, there are often headaches - such as wounded soldiers. Most of the wounded soldiers produced during the war of cold weapons can recover, but due to the lack of medical methods, a large number of people who could have survived will die from infection. These problems are often unsolvable by the priests... The witch doctors in the tribe can effectively stop this. It seems that after the battle, they must have a good communication with Viscount Vimede.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing Yang Dashuan distracted, Joan of Arc said in a low voice. "I have asked the centaurs to search everywhere. In such weather, even if there is a living mouth, I will not run too far. I asked the Da Taibao to bring a hundred people to expand the search range. If there are escaped war horses, they will be recovered. What else should I add? Now the only ones that can be used on hand are the ogres."

Yang Dashuan condensed.

The scouts of the Principality should not have escaped, so he could feel at ease if he asked the Da Taibao to take his men to recover the war horses. However, the smell of blood here was very strong, and the wind was blowing towards the east. If the alliance continued to send scouts, it might be possible to smell them from afar.

"Let those ogres dig a hole and bury the corpses here." Yang Dashuan waved his hand.

The triangular arrow clusters were picked out from the flesh of the swamp giant and Komodo giant beast. In order to prevent the weakness caused by bleeding, they were simply bandaged for the time being.

The rescued bear goblins took on their own as scouts and patrolled around with daggers.

Looking at the swamp giants who had already narrowed their eyes against the hillside, Joan of Arc put on a coat on Yang Dashuan. "When will you set off?"

"Tomorrow night. I guess by that time, the poison on the arrow will be almost gone. Let's go again." Yang Dashuan licked his lips, "To be honest, I didn't realize it was you at that time. You didn't say anything, I almost summoned the fire snake and the puppet. Alas, it's so difficult to deal with the scouts of about 400 people. What if the 200,000 army really drove to the territory?"

Yang Dashuan took a deep breath and his eyes turned to the depths of the wasteland.

He had already made up his mind.

If the public team can be delayed, the next stop will be the swamp deep in the wasteland. Even if there are more than a hundred swamp giants in the territory, it will be enough to have more confidence in this upcoming battle.

"By the way, didn't my dad give us Motorola 2000? Can I ask my dad to help us in the back... The 200,000 army is not a minority." Joan of Arc raised his eyebrows and took out the stone box. "Or what I'll say now?"

"It's better not to be there." Yang Dashuan shook his head.

Old John had already told himself privately that the church can pay for his territory and provide people, but he just can't come forward. Such things have to be solved by themselves. If you can't even deal with such a little thing, how can you welcome the millions of troops in the alliance?

"Why?" Joan of Arc was a little confused. In her heart, as the Pope's father was almost a person in the entire league who could call for the wind and rain. Wouldn't such a thing be solved by him?

"You don't understand!"
Chapter completed!