Chapter 22 The Most Dangerous Opponent
Saruman, the Spanish have now attacked the periphery of the mirage, and the people outside the fortress have withdrawn. Although we have strong confidence in the mirage, we must still be prepared for the possible surprise attack of the strong." A venerable man in the upper corner talked, looking very relaxed. "From the current signs, the purpose of the other party is naturally the source."
"The information I just got was that there was an attack at the gate, and the other party was also a strong man. One person killed dozens of cities of defenses and finally died. The defense system of Oran City could not be as strict as a mirage, and it is inevitable that people will catch the gap." Saruman frowned slightly and said, "But we 24 can't leave the array. What do you think?"
"Recall the swordsman. Originally, because of this war, we were prepared for destruction in advance, but now there is not enough high-end force to resist the first wave of offensive. This is the only way under the rights and interests."
The rest of the venerable nodded, but one of them also said, "I just heard that Tagosa is in the process of rushing back from the north. Will he be with me..."
Saruman waved his hand: "Tagosa is contrary to our strategy and is no longer a trustworthy object. Just take this opportunity to let his strong Silto fight to the death to weaken his strength."
"Finally, I want to confirm, Yanlong, how is the mark you left in your daughter's body now?"
The Yanlong said lightly, "She is not dead, but she can't determine her position, and nothing will happen. Even if she dies, it's just that she is not good enough. She can't blame anyone. She can make as much as she wants. Now she has the source of life as support, and she doesn't need to worry too much."
"Sure enough, it is as ruthless as ever." Another venerable person on one side mocked and looked quite disdainful.
Yanlong frowned, but said lightly, "My way is the way of heaven. Under the way of heaven, all sentient beings are like dust and do not enter my heart."
"What a monster." The sarcastic vener's face was full of disdain.
"Okay, be quiet." Saruman pressed his hand and said, "Everything will be decided after the plan is realized. Let's put aside our personal grudges first. Now let's summon the swordsman to return and strengthen our defense."
At the same time, two teams emerged at the southern and northern ends of Oran City.
The team is composed of ten people, running fast on the road of red sand and stone, raising smoke and dust to make them stand out.
"Remember! This operation! Hold back the action of the Orc City Defense Force and give the regimental team an opportunity to retreat immediately if the situation is not right!" The captains of the two teams made the same arrangement. This is the two teams arranged by the demon group earlier. At this time, they attacked together and were naturally instructed by the leader.
But they won't know that their regiment leader did not mean to raid Oran City, and they were just a group of abandoned pawns.
The city defense force naturally sensed the abnormal movements on both sides. With previous experience, the defense line was organized more efficiently and orderly. Rows of crossbows were supported. As soon as those members of the demon group entered the attack range, arrows were shot out, blocking all directions.
Brush brush! The rain of arrows did not stop, as if they never stopped, giving people any room for reaction. Only in an instant, the situation reversed. The mercenaries who were originally aggressive had to try their best to defend. The fighting barriers and magic shields were raised, but they still could not resist the attack of the rain of arrows. After a few minutes, the north The demon group immediately declared failure. As the first person died under the arrow, their instinctive habits made them choose to retreat. However, in this way, the defense suddenly weakened, and the orc's arrow array was devastated and irresistible. A few seconds later, ten invisible corpses were thrown on the ground.
The southern team did not last long. A few minutes later, it fell one after another.
So far, the raid of the two teams has been completely defeated, and even the orc's gate has not been touched, and they have been nailed to death on the spot.
In the west of Oran City, on a cliff, Nashlev and Ang are looking at the two dead teams with disdain.
"Did you anticipate this result long ago? Nashrev?" He asked lightly.
"That's natural. The regimental commander's order was too sudden and even a little stupid. If I guess correctly, the regimental commander is ready to throw out our three advance troops as bait." Nashrev said gruvely.
"The bait?"
"That's naturally a bait, not a bait for orcs, but a bait for other forces that peep into the origin of life! In this way, when it is found that someone begins to attack, other forces will naturally be unable to sit still, and the current balance will be broken, but the regimental commander's purpose is obviously not only that. Although I don't know what it is, I always feel that his arrangement has a deeper meaning.
"What do you say?"
"That is, the regimental commander should still be working on this time, and the idea of another force will make such an arrangement... Shh, someone, untie the three-legged beast quickly!" Suddenly, Nashlev shouted at Anang with a pale face.
Although I don't know why, Ang still did it. The legs of the three-legged beast were firmly tied to the ground by a thick chain, which is also one of the reasons why he is docile at present. As soon as he untied the chain, the three-legged beast paused, hiss loudly, and rushed to the sky.
"Get down from here, ang! If you still want to die!" After saying that, Nashlev ignored it and slid down the somewhat inclined ridge first. Ang quickly followed it and saw the three-legged beast rushing to the sky, spreading its wings more than ten meters wide and flying to the sky.
Looking along, the wide wings covered the dazzling sunlight. It was not until this moment that I found that several figures appeared in the sky.
is the first person, with a wide white robe fluttering in the wind, holding a scepter in one hand, with black hair floating straight around his waist, a young face, and a pair of amber eyes blooming with breathtaking charm.
It's Andunre Chegsar! The elder of the elf clan! Mage Dean! At this moment, it came to the city of Oran.
Seeing that the three-legged beast rushed straight to him and wait for others, Andenley Chegsar's face was full of disdain. He raised his hand faintly, and a string of incomprehensible syllables in his mouth spit out. A light flashed in mid-air. The three-legged beast began to decompose directly in the process of rushing, and disappeared after a few seconds, it disappeared. There was no trace, as if it had been transmitted to another space.
"The land of orcs is so unfriendly to this creature." On the side of the elder, the elder named Dracoon nod his head and said.
"The big elder just surrounded the two of this strange beast..." Another elder asked what it meant.
The elder Andu Enlei waved his hand with a smile and said, "It's just miscellaneous fish. Don't pay attention to it. We have more important things. Lock the origin position and then take action together. Even if we destroy the whole city, we will not hesitate to take back the foundation of our family." After saying that, he took the lead and flew away.
At this time, at the foot of the mountain, Naang and Nashlev were in a cold sweat. They clearly saw that if the unknown strong man in the sky wanted to die, he would never resist.
"It's terrible that there are such terrible strong people among human beings. Even if Losa comes in person, he has never given me such pressure!" The two had seen Losa take action in Marta. At this time, they found that the man was more terrible and frightened than Rosa.
"Let's go! It's not our job to get a good idea. It's our job to leave this place quickly!" After saying that, Nashlev turned back in the direction of his high-headed exchange and did not dare to stay for a moment.