My players are so fierce.

Chapter 863 862. Hush, listen, the trees in the swamp are speaking Transian (no)

In response to the new situation in the filthy swamp, the flexible Xu Gesen asked the gods for support and also tried to develop new ways of playing.

Since the surface of the swamp was unsafe, it used the way the Transians dug tunnels to advance underground. A large number of kobolds were sent to dig tunnels underground. However, this movement was soon discovered by the vanguard soldiers wandering around the swamp and was After reporting it to Wolfsburg's headquarters, a familiar fierce battle in the underground tunnels was staged again in the southern area of ​​the Filthy Swamp.

The newbies of the Proud Guild were just the first wave of unlucky ones to be attacked by kobolds. They were blocked by kobolds when they passed by their own tunnel during a communication test mission. The newbies were quite brave. , when it was clear that they were not superior in numbers and should retreat, they actually showed their true nature as players and rushed forward without thinking.

Well, with the new combat data and the poor environmental protection equipment, it may be a little difficult to fight the gnolls head-on, but beating the kobolds at the bottom of the Transian food chain is really not stressful at all.

At first, it was just a team of newbies who were attacked, but soon after calling their friends, more fellow guild members came to support them. They easily repelled the kobolds, but it was difficult for the newbies to annihilate them quickly. They, the kobolds also began to shake, and the gnolls quickly came back. The newbies clung to the tunnel and refused to retreat out of consideration for their face.

In the extreme situation where both sides started to shake people off, the encounter turned into a frontal confrontation, and then the frontal confrontation quickly escalated into a local conflict. It was not until half an hour later when the first batch of jackal hunters led the barbarians Almost at the same time that the soldiers joined the battlefield, the iron cans of the Torrent Knights also arrived belatedly.

At this point, this unexpected conflict completely evolved into a small-scale battle.

At noon on the second day after the gnolls entered the filthy swamp, an inexplicable battle quietly started.

The Wolfsburg headquarters didn't think this was a bad thing. Anyway, a full-scale conflict would come sooner or later, so they simply took the initiative into their own hands. Master Qin immediately began to mobilize troops.

Hugersen didn't think this was a bad thing. What bothered him the most was that the Transians were hiding in the vast and dangerous swamp to carry out sneak attacks. They wanted the soldiers on the opposite side to confront them head-on, so the Chosen One also seized this Opportunity began sending nearby raiders closer to the conflict.

The two sides were now at war with each other, as if they were going to fight.

It was under this circumstance that the four members of the artist team approached the site of the conflict along the tunnel dug by the kobolds. However, the end of the tunnel was not in the combat zone. On the contrary, it was closer to an advancing camp just opened by the gnolls.

When Tangguayao crawled out from under the tunnel, covered in mud, and stuck his head out to look around, he happened to see a fierce jackal warlord yelling and gathering soldiers to support the front. The howling wargs were being led to a seat. Saddles, and the well-fed jackal soldiers all had fierce looks on their faces.

They were also very aroused by the bad terrain of the Filth Swamp. Although the gnolls liked this wet and muddy place, the carnivorous plants and various dangerous companion creatures were not friendly enough.

They hate this place!

It was as if the meat that had been swallowed was being digested by the gastric juices, and they were that piece of meat.

"Shhhhhh!"

Diguashao quickly retracted his head and made a silent movement to his three brothers in the tunnel. They secretly retracted into the tunnel again, gesticulating in the dark and saying:
"There are at least several hundred Jackals outside. It looks like a pioneering position. If we find a way to take over this place, we will definitely get a reward. But we have to find a way, otherwise the four of us who dare to rush out will be killed by the Jackals. have eaten."

Diguashao rubbed his neck and said to the other three:
"Concentrate all the explosives on us and see how many there are."

The four people quickly emptied their pockets, but what was disappointing was that the explosives were not enough to ignite the entire camp.

There are still a lot of butterfly mines because the four of them have taken over the daily tasks of swamp mines, but they can be used to inflict harm on people. If they want to cause frontal damage, they can't keep up with the newly issued broadswords. In addition, each of them carries three A magazine and some loose bullets. In this case, even if the sniper god had mercy and allowed them to kill one jackal with one shot, it wouldn't be enough to kill all the bad guys in the camp.

"You have to outsmart him! I don't think it's poisonous."

The sinister fermented bean curd was playing with a bottle of toxins that looked very dangerous. This was a "good thing" made by his assistant pharmacist who worked part-time as a part-time job on top of Iron Tong Boy's main job. It was transformed from highly toxic plants in the filthy swamp. It is extracted from the liquid and will not emit a strange smell when blended into the liquid. The toxin is so strong that it can temporarily paralyze even a swamp tiger when quenched on a weapon.

But the proposal was quickly rejected.

The reason is simple, they don't have the conditions to poison.

Not to mention that none of these four guys are real assassins who can achieve silent stealth. Just because the jackals are preparing to set off to support the front line, they have already lost the best opportunity to poison. The jackals did not drink before setting off. A bowl of Zhuangxing wine and then shouting about the strange customs on the board.

"How about calling for an aerial bombardment?"

Cucumber Tiao fiddled with his walkie-talkie and suggested:

"There is a team of blood vulture vampires at Wolf Castle on standby at any time. Mr. Qin has stored a lot of incendiary bombs there. It only takes one precise bombardment to wipe out all these jackals."

"are you crazy?"

Digua Shao cursed:
"It will be daytime! If a vampire dares to take off, he will be burned to death first. Besides, the situation is critical now. The daylily will be cold by the time they fly over, so we have to find a more direct method."

"There are many trees around here, and I just saw toads, the kind that can explode. The druids of Avalon specifically told us not to get close to dangerous things. The jackals also knew that those things were dangerous, so they didn't go near the water source. Set up camp.”

Ketchup whispered proudly:
"My secondary profession is a hunter, and I bought a scroll of bestiality from the Church of Avalon some time ago. I can use beast communication to temporarily appease those toads, pack them up and throw them into the gnoll camp.

That thing will explode when stimulated, and the body fluids it releases will vaporize and burn intensely. It is incredibly powerful. It is unrealistic to use this thing to kill jackals, but at least it can alarm them and prevent them from heading to the battlefield.

The sweet potato roast and fermented bean curd are spread out.

Didn’t the priests of Avalon say that? The trees in the carnivorous forest will not actively attack us, but if the jackals dare to run around, they will be regarded as targets. It would be best if they can be made to bleed. The blood will stimulate these carnivorous plants even more.

Lead the jackals to the nearby waterside covered with spiked lichen. There are also strangler water vines and wild vines there, which will definitely be enough for them to drink. "

"what about me?"

Cucumber Tiao became a little anxious when he saw that he was not assigned the task.

He also hoped to contribute to Transia's war cause, but Sweet Potato Burning already understood Ketchup's plan. He patted the youngest of the four, Cucumber Strips, on the shoulder and pointed to the explosives piled on the ground. tell him:

"After we lure the jackals away, you are responsible for using the walkie-talkie to call for support and throw these things into the camp, especially the butterfly mines. The more scattered the better, the better. The three brothers will definitely not be able to come back today. , so whether you can cause enough damage to these jackals depends on whether your skills are clever enough.

Look, if this vote is successful, the feat of the four of us defeating hundreds of jackals is not only a tribute to the great achievements of our ancestors, but also enough for us to touch the threshold of the Hall of Fame. This is a super victory that cannot be replicated!
Very uplifting.

Even if he dies, it is nothing more than abstaining from the Internet for three days.

It just so happens that I've been a little crazy playing games recently, and my parents have a lot of objections. I have to be good in the next few days to avoid being taught a lesson by my father with the seven wolves. "

"Okay! If you guys are so interesting, I can't let this go! It's just a matter of life. I will definitely complete the mission!"

Cucumber Tiao agreed immediately.

So the four daring artist team members immediately took action. Ketchup touched the water's edge and began to use the skill of calming beasts to collect the dangerous explosive toads and put them in several jars, while the sweet potato roast and fermented bean curd touched the water. Guns were set up at two locations near the camp, and some surprises were planted along the planned escape route.

The gnolls in the camp over there were preparing very quickly. When the evil-smiling tomato sauce ran back with four or five cans, the blood-scarred warlord was already issuing a pre-war declaration.

The same clichés that went back and forth for the Black Disaster and the glory of the Lord of Hunting were not only tired of hearing this by the Jackal soldiers, but also the players who had been fighting with them for more than three months.

"be prepared!"

Ketchup gave Cucumber Strips hiding in the tunnel a military action gesture, and then he took a jar containing "mass destruction" and approached the jackals in a crawling manner, in order to avoid being caught by those with a keen sense of smell. The warg smelled that he also imitated a certain Rambo and covered himself with smelly mud.

Don't tell me, it's just disgusting, the effect is quite good.

After crawling to the shelter of a tent, Ketchup took off the jar from his body, put it in his hand with a very perverted smile, and shook it vigorously, frightening several explosive toads in the jar, and then used himself in the war Using the grenade throwing skills he had learned during his training, he threw the grenade into the phalanx of jackals.

The first jar fell and hit a jackal barbarian soldier on the head. The stupid guy even picked up the jar to try to see what was inside, but as soon as he picked it up, he heard a muffled sound.

The violent pheromone explosion shattered the jar, causing the corrosive bodily fluids of the exploding toads to spread everywhere. For a moment, all the jackals contaminated with these fluids within five meters screamed in pain, but then there were jars one after another. Smashing it over, the stench spread instantly amidst the muffled explosions and screams. This was just the beginning, more like a signal. The sweet potato roast and fermented bean curd hidden on both sides also launched a bombardment in this direction.

The four guys all have the profession of "Pang Bang Boy". They have accuracy bonus when using the small tube they carry with them to launch grenades. Moreover, as soldiers taught by Lao Qin, these four college students have their own skills in using mortars. This ability, three consecutive throws are very accurate.

There were two explosions at the edge. The last explosion caused by sweet potato fire was just a bad luck. The white phosphorus bomb added with gold just hit the warlord not far away.

The violent spray of white phosphorus killed his beloved warg in an instant, and it also lost a leg and fell to the ground screaming and smoking. The bones were burned off. The warlord rolled his eyes in pain, while hundreds of others The queue of jackals dispersed immediately.

Many of them were injured, but not many died. They dispersed and rushed towards the attacker amidst the angry roar of the overseer.

Sweet potato roasting and fermented bean curd can be run. Their location is outside the camp and the transfer route has been planned, but the ketchup that has already entered the camp will definitely not be able to run.

This guy who had developed a domineering spirit didn't even think about running away.

After throwing out the explosive toad, he jumped up from his hiding place, picked up the Blood Vulture Claw and fired wildly at the crowd, using expensive gold-burning bullets. After emptying three magazines in one go, he still wanted to He threw the grenade, but a hunter took the opportunity to shoot an arrow, which pierced his thigh and caused him to fall to the ground.

Several big-bodied barbarians roared and rushed over, but Ketchup pulled out the winning wine with his backhand. A ferocious smile appeared on his muddy face, and he rushed towards the barbarians without retreating. .

With a loud bang, the black light-eating power exploded, taking a few more jackals with him before he died.

The warlord who had his leg burned off was almost stupid now!

These Transian barbarians are getting more and more crazy. It is clear that only three people are responsible for launching the attack.
What kind of ecstasy soup did that vampire Murphy give them? How dare they take such an extreme attack!

Even the undead cannot be judged by ordinary methods!
The attitude of three people against hundreds of gnolls was so crazy that even the warlord himself couldn't describe this move.

The two guys who ran away were destined not to run far. They would struggle in the mud but eventually die at the hands of the Gnoll Warriors.

The warlord thought so, and then he saw the scarlet earth not far away from him. The vegetation on the originally plain ground seemed to have become more ferocious because it had absorbed enough blood, and sprouts had grown on its edges. Spikes similar to those of a starfish.

This damn swamp is a hell full of malice.
and many more!

The plants in this swamp are carnivorous, and they don't seem to attack Transians, no good! These dogs are tempting themselves to divide their troops, and then use the crazy plants in the swamp to consume the lives of the gnoll warriors!

Warlord Xu Gesen specifically warned not to divide his troops and go deep into the swamp.

Oh, what the hell!

I was fooled.

"Quick! You guys!"

The warlord with a broken leg endured the excruciating pain and shouted to the soldiers protecting him on the ground:
"Call our soldiers back! This is a trap! Don't go deep into the swamp"

Before it had finished speaking, there were successive explosions along the escape route of the two college students. The surrounding trees were shaking, and the smell of a large amount of blood alerted them, making these hungry plants ready to feast.

The warlord became even more anxious.

Its guards also knew that the problem was serious, so they chased out with the rallying horn, leaving only one guard to look after the Overseer with a broken leg. The latter helped the Overseer up and was about to stop the bleeding, when unexpectedly a whirling bullet came from It flew from the side and hit it in the eye, causing the jackal to turn over and fall to the ground without saying a word.

The warlord was shocked.

Damn it, there's another attacker, and he's hiding nearby!

It immediately grabbed its tomahawk, but this weapon that had chopped down many enemies could not bring it the slightest sense of security at this time. It looked around, looking around in the disturbed camp, trying to find The attacker's location.

But it didn't notice that Cucumber Strips, covered in mud, was approaching it from the side while crawling.

This guy held a combat dagger in his mouth. He left the explosive beside him, moved behind the injured and immobile warlord, reached out to take off the dagger and touched it quietly.

"Hey, Mr. Murphy says hello!"

He deliberately spoke in a less than standard Transian language in a hoarse voice, causing the warlord to turn around suddenly and see several grenades falling at his feet, blowing them up again and at the same time, shining daggers tore through the fire towards them. It stabbed him in the neck.

Cucumber Tiao was not a professional assassin, nor was he very good at close combat. He would activate all three of his ancestors' powers and pounce on him with random stabs, which could be regarded as beating the old master to death with random punches.

The warlord was lucky to be alive after being blown up by a white phosphorus bomb. He didn't have much strength to resist. In addition, the combat dagger in Cucumber Tiao's hand was an enchanted assassination dagger from the Thorn Clan, with its own paralysis quenching poison. Real high-end goods.

A dignified jackal warlord died in the hands of a new soldier.

Cucumber Tiao didn't even have time to search for the loot. He got up, grabbed the explosives, and sprinkled those vicious butterfly mines around the camp. He also placed several broadswords in very vicious hidden positions, and finally used a few burning gold bombs and the The corpses of the warlords were used as a booby trap. After all this was done, he heard the sound of the gnolls' rallying horn.

Those guys will be back soon.

Cucumber Tiao thought about it and felt that it would be unfair for him to survive alone since his other three brothers were dead, so he made up his mind to play a bigger game.

He used the walkie-talkie to report the combat situation here to Wolfsburg, then jumped into the mud and rolled around, then hid in the mud like a predatory crocodile. He saw the urgently returning Jackals returning to the castle. In the camp, one after another butterfly mines were triggered and exploded, and screams were heard for a while.

There was also the "lucky one" who hit the fuse of the broadsword while running around and blew them up together with the surrounding gnolls. Several gnoll captains were angry and anxious when they saw the killed warlord. They stepped forward and tried to save them. The Overseer collected the corpse, and when he lifted the dead Overseer with a blank expression, he heard a crisp sound.

"boom"

The booby trap exploded when the fuse was pulled, killing several captains in an instant. The burning corpses fell to the ground, frightening the remaining jackals in the camp.

They rarely feel fear.

But everything that happened in the past ten minutes made them feel like they were haunted by the "Swamp Ghost". Now that the captain and the warlord were dead, they were leaderless and didn't know what to do. The camp was filled with vicious butterflies. Lei, so that they don't even dare to move.

In this dead atmosphere, Cucumber Tiao suddenly jumped out of the mud like a ghost, howling like a ghost, and rushed towards the jackal priest closest to him, throwing the guy to the ground and hacking him indiscriminately.

With blood splattering everywhere, he chopped off the guy's head with an engineering shovel. He turned around with the bleeding head, ready to face the end of being swarmed and killed by jackals.

But in front of him, the frightened guys just looked at the mud monster holding the priest's head and showing them a terrifying and twisted smile. Although it was daytime, the jackals felt as if it was winter. body.

I don't know which one of the heartless guys was the first to scream, and then the jackals were choked by the sudden fear in their hearts, and they ran around roaring and dispersed.

"what?"

Cucumber Entry stared blankly at the screaming jackals running into the swamp. He touched his face incomprehensibly.

No, I shouldn’t be this ugly, right?
"What are you looking at? Do you really think you are so fierce that you can scare them away with a loud roar? But the roar of the berserker just now was really good. I give you full marks, so I won't worry about you being proud."

A ridiculing voice sounded from the tree not far from the cucumber strips. The art student raised his head and saw the honest Goudan from the Eight Masters of the Devil. The latter twirled the bone stick in his hand and said in a long voice:
"How was the effect of the fear spell that I just used? Hey, paired with your vicious magic touch, let me tell you, hey, it's absolutely amazing!"

(End of this chapter)