Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 219 218. Strange Giant Soldiers
The longhouse of the Ronin Group was just as Lane expected.

It retains the most combative and organized group of people in the castle town.

After Lan En came back, these ronin looked at him like they were looking at their parents.Strictly speaking, saving someone's life is not reproducing their parents.

Before Lan En could speak to rejoin them into the battle queue, Kotaro stood up and repeated what he had just said outside the manor to the surviving ronin.

The stakes will not be changed by the difference of words. After the panic of being surrounded and suppressed just now, the rogues can figure out the reason for it with a little concentration.

So it didn't take much trouble, this group of rogues with fierce eyes gleamed with knives in their hands, ready to follow behind their group leader and fight a way out for themselves.

Perhaps the main combat force in this raid wanted to beheaded, so they went straight to the inner house of Hirata Manor.

Those who stayed in the castle town were bandits who couldn't make it to the top.

Lan En didn't even need to do anything, he only needed to rely on his own observation of the battlefield situation, and then issue a transfer order.All that's left is to dispatch people to receive the victory.

The terrain of Hirata Village is complicated, but for him, this level of battlefield structure is just a small meaning that cannot be put on the table in [Memory Deep Dive].

Standing on a high place, pouring a bottle of [cat] potion, the superhuman senses can clearly observe the number of most of the enemies, and the combat power allocated and collected afterwards is like a fish in water.

After he rescued his men from the longhouse of the ronin group, many Hirata's ashigaru who had been scattered along the way were reorganized into the team by him.

Nearly a hundred people were gathered here and there in this fiery night of blood!

From the terrified voices of these people, Lan En knew that the giant ninja-Xiao was in charge of the defense system of Hirata Village recently.

These ashigaru were beaten so scattered when there were still a lot of people, probably thanks to that guy's "arrangement of troops".

It is a new experience for Lan En to form troops and mobilize soldiers in a team to fight.

But he seems to be born to adapt to this state of heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

Others entrusted him with courage and life, and he naturally wanted to use these things perfectly.

Especially on the battlefield.

Lan En's ability to mobilize is getting stronger and stronger. The scenes in [Memory Dive] appeared before his eyes, reconstructed in his mind, and finally refined into knowledge and mastered by him.

In the beginning, the people he sent out would be held back and fight hard for a while.

But later on, he was basically able to limit every battle he arranged to end within 3 minutes.

After more than an hour, the bandits in the entire castle town had even been cleaned up by Lan En!
"The art of command? Tsk, it takes more brains than fighting."

Lane patted his forehead lightly.

Relying on the reinforcement of Mentos, he can barely keep up with the performance of the Emperor's Children in memory in terms of speed of thinking.

But people's thinking speed is normal, but for him at present, it is already a kind of 'overclocking'.

Shaking his head lightly, Lan En took a sip of [Swallow] to speed up his recovery.

Then he said to Kotaro, who had firm and respectful eyes under the eaves, "The castle town is safe enough, we don't have any worries, and we should move on to the inner house."

Although the ronin and ashigaru below were all panting, and some of them were even shaking their sword-holding hands, when Lan En's order came out, they all shouted with blood gushing that it should be done.

On the battlefield of blood and blood, the commander who can make people 100% victorious will be regarded as a "God" by the soldiers!
A small bridge connects the castle town and the inner house area in the middle.Below the cliff of this wooden bridge is a small tributary of Longquanchuan.

Lan En took the lead in scouting and approached, observing in the bamboo forest on the slope.

With a glance, his brows could not help but wrinkle.

"That fat boy is a bit strong!"

The small bridge is not spacious, and there is a huge figure in the middle of the bridge wearing a simple armor.

He is about [-] meters tall, and his whole body is full of powerful fat-packed muscles. Listen to this big general belly.

In his hand is a 1.5-meter-[-] all-iron mace, dangling in his hand like a child's toy, whipping the lawn and muddy ground.

If an ashigaru of Kotaro's size was allowed to stand on top, it is estimated that more than thirty people would not be enough to kill him.

But for such a person who sounds like a fierce general in ancient Chinese, his face has a very typical "Down's disease" feeling.

The eyes are very far apart, the eyes are small and dull, and they look demented.

Lan En turned his head back and described the 'weird' he saw to Kotaro, a local.

It stands to reason that a guy of this size must be quite famous in the local area.

Sure enough, after Lan En described it briefly, Kotaro's eyes widened with anger.

"Taro Bing!"

"It's the Tailang soldiers in Xianfeng Temple! The masters of Xianfeng Temple adopted a group of orphans. They all have such a strong body, but their brains are not easy to use. The masters pitied them that they had no way out, so they regarded them as monks and soldiers in the temple. Cultivated, called 'Taro Bing'."

The little man gritted his teeth angrily and said.

"It must be these bandits who kidnapped the lonely Taro soldiers in the mountains as helpers! They are just like children, easy to deceive!"

Lane listened with a frown.

Adopt a group of children, all of them look like this? !Is it so outrageous?

Lan En vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he thought about the firm words of Xiaotaro, a local, and the chicken and fish he had seen. He didn't plan to say anything more.

After all, he was just a stranger who didn't know the land.

"If that's the case, then he'll leave it to me. There's no blood on his mace, and it looks like he was born in Buddhism. Even if he was kidnapped to be a thug, he didn't subconsciously hit anyone. Don't worry, I will won't kill him."

Kotaro looked at Lan En nervously.

After the demon hunter said that he would not kill that Taro soldier, he breathed a sigh of relief and his face became relaxed.

Both he and her mother who had just passed away were devout believers of Xianfeng Temple, and the kind of Mishanyuan would be killed as soon as they were killed, but he really had obstacles in his heart when facing Talang Bing who was born in Xianfeng Temple.

That group of Taro soldiers are nothing more than children who have grown too big!

There are not many people with his mentality in Lan En's hands today.

There were not many bandits defending on the small bridge, which fit Lan En's conjecture.

The enemy was too eager to behead, so he didn't even take care of his own retreat.

Returning to the small bamboo grove on the soil slope where Lan En stopped to observe just now, Lan En looked at the four foot light men holding short bows one by one to confirm that they were all in good condition.

Then nod lightly.

"Whoosh!" *5
On the small bridge, two bandits holding large wooden signs were directly shot by a round of volleys.

Their big wooden signs only face forward, and the armor on their bodies doesn't even have a belly. Even if they are shot by short bows and arrows, the arrows are enough to penetrate into the internal organs.

Immediately fell down screaming.

The ignorant Taro Bing seemed to be taken aback, like a child, with a terrified expression, looking around with his mace in his arms.

"Who? Who? What do you want?"

A wave of long-range attacks wiped out the possible troublemakers, and Lan En walked out of the bamboo forest directly.

Silently, he walked directly to Taro Bing's side.

How can a child-like mind stand up to someone like Lan En approaching with silent eyes and staring eyes?

The panic on Talang Bing's face became more and more severe, until at last, the big man screamed in fright, closed his eyes and swung the mace in his hand.

"Back off! Evil demons back off! Back off?"

Luan Wu's hands felt light, and Taro Bing opened his eyes suspiciously.

The iron rod with a length of 1.5 meters in between has already reached the hands of the opposite person.

And that person is ready to swing out!

"Oh!"

With a blank expression on his face, Lan En used the handle of the mace without spikes, like swinging a baseball, and directly hit Talang Bing's stomach pocket.

"Wow!"

At least more than 200 kilograms of flesh even briefly off the ground!Even the acid water in his stomach was kicked out.

Then, the heel of the studded leather glove was pushed up toward his chin.

There was only a violent clash of teeth, and the frighteningly strong Taro Bing collapsed limply.

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