Chapter 1300 Ambush!
The warm wind was blowing slightly, and the green grass seemed to be stained with a layer of halo, spreading towards the horizon.
A group of birds with colorful wings made chirping sounds and jumped happily in the grass. It seemed that nothing could disturb them.
But in this beautiful painting, there is an unpleasant rancid smell that lingers in the air for a long time.
When the grass was blown by the wind, a rotting corpse was revealed. The weapons full of gaps were thrown aside. There were also some broken sharp arrows stuck in the corpse. Due to the gnawing of insects and rats, this corpse The body was completely mutilated and looked extremely hideous.
The wind became stronger and stronger, and more corpses were revealed. They were lying in a mess on the grass, and most of them were broken into pieces.
"Hoo..."
A ghoul emerged from a cave on the ground, quickly dragged a corpse into the ground, and a few minutes later came out and dragged a second body. A corpse...
Looking from a high place, this green grassland is actually covered with mutilated corpses. From time to time, large holes with a diameter of more than one meter will appear. They are the lairs of ghouls, where piles of corpses are piled up. They collect corpses from the battlefield.
Obviously there had been a fierce battle here, and the bodies of the defeated were ignored and all were thrown into the wilderness at will.
Not long after, the sound of heavy footsteps came, frightening the ghoul who was trying to drag the body back into the cave.
But they quickly poked their heads out again, staring with blood-red eyes, and kept looking carefully in the direction of the sound.
This is a patrol team composed of wizards, knights, and elite soldiers. Everyone is fully armed. They march slowly on the grassland while paying careful attention to the surrounding disturbances.
At the front of the team is an ordinary soldier, equipped with a sword and a gas tank rifle. The soldiers following him are either equipped with the same gas tank rifle, or carry a bow, arrow and short spear, which looks very strange. It's clutter.
The number of ordinary soldiers was about a hundred, followed by fifteen knights riding war horses. Everyone wore armor engraved with runes and used a variety of weapons.
Surrounding these knights were their attendants, whose equipment was a little rudimentary, but not much worse.
Several wizards wearing black robes were also in the team. Their ferocious masks blocked their appearance, only revealing a pair of cold eyes, and a cold and ominous aura surrounded their bodies.
As the number of monks in Loucheng near Holy Dragon City increases, the Third Legion of the Wizarding World also rapidly increases its troops. These knights and wizards are among the reinforcements who have arrived, and have participated several times. Fighting soldiers patrol together.
When passing the battlefield, the patrol members just glanced coldly at the corpses in the grass, and then continued to patrol along the fixed route.
As the war gradually eased, the number of battles between the two sides became less and less. There was even news that the rear area was already preparing for a retreat.
After unexpectedly gaining an early victory, the top leaders of the Fifth Continental Ring were extremely satisfied with the harvest. They believed that they should stop as soon as possible to avoid falling into the quagmire of war and unable to extricate themselves.
Once the Lingxu War Zone is prepared and makes every effort to counterattack, the situation will be extremely unfavorable to the wizard camp.
However, some senior officials do not agree with the retreat, thinking that it would be a pity to give up the immediate results. If they retreat now, they will undoubtedly lose a lot of benefits.
The two sides argued endlessly over this matter and could not come up with a result. The front line could only choose to stick to it because they could not get a clear order.
Among the ordinary soldiers, there were also some new recruits. They were full of curiosity about the gas tank rifles they had just equipped, and they would play with them from time to time.
So far, only the Third Legion is equipped with this weapon, and other legions cannot see it at all.
While walking, there were new recruits asking the veterans about the situation on the battlefield from time to time. Apparently, someone had told them about the differences between this place and other battlefields before coming here.
“Don’t worry, although those Loucheng monks like to shoot cold shots, as long as you get down in time when you hear the gunfire, there will basically be no problem!”
One of the team The veteran looked at the nervous young man next to him, lowered his voice and reminded him, and at the same time patted the heavy man on his shoulder. type rifle, he said with a proud look on his face: "This is the trophy I captured last time. Someone offered me a hundred gold coins, but I didn't sell it. Isn't it good?" The young soldier smiled and touched the heavy gas tank rifle in his hand. Said: "I still feel comfortable using it and feel very solid!"
"After you have fought a few battles, you will definitely not think so again!"
The veteran curled his lips with a hint of disdain, unwilling to argue with this new recruit anymore.
Crossing the grassland, there is an open gravel beach in front, and not far further is a small river, where the patrol team usually rests and eats.
"Cheer up, check your surroundings, and alert you immediately if there is any abnormality!"
The patrol leader on the horse looked around and reminded the soldiers in front loudly. , the battle some time ago caused a lot of losses to the patrol team, and they had to add some rookies with no experience, which also made the patrol leader worried.
Although there are many knights and wizards among these new recruits, they have never fought against enemies using firearms. Who knows what it will be like in a real fight?
Just as he was about to remind his teammates, he heard a soft sound in the distance. A blood hole appeared on the patrol leader's chest and he fell off his horse.
“Boom!”
Another muffled sound came. Among the people walking at the front, a column of air mixed with dirt and smoke rose into the sky, and a dozen soldiers around him were killed. It flew directly into the sky, and the bloody limbs flew high and then fell heavily.
Before these patrols could recover, dozens of figures suddenly appeared in the grass hundreds of meters away, and intensive gunfire also rang out.
The soldiers who were caught off guard fell down in droves, and the horses of several knights were also hit by bullets. They either fell to the ground and screamed, or their bellies were violently torn open, dragging their intestines everywhere.
“Get down and fight back!”
Although they were suddenly attacked, under the command of experienced veterans, these patrols did not make a mess, but quickly used the corpses and pits serve as bunkers to counterattack enemies not far away.
"Swish, swish!"
The unique shooting sound of the gas tank rifle sounded, and the metal projectiles flew towards the enemy on the opposite side, but just when they were about to touch the enemy , but was blocked by an invisible barrier.
Looking at the blocked projectiles, the patrol members were shocked. It was only then that they noticed that there was a black cylinder inserted in front of the enemies, and the energy light curtain that blocked the projectiles was emitted from it.
“Damn it, what the hell is this?”
Dodging the incoming bullets, the veteran in the patrol cursed angrily, with a look of doubt on his face.
The weapons used by these Loucheng monks have a very fast rate of fire. They are completely different from the heavy rifles used in the past. They can completely suppress the gas tank rifles used by the patrols!
With the bullets whizzing above his head, the veteran had no time to think about it. When he found the opportunity to shoot, he saw that the knights were already controlling their horses and rushing towards the enemy.
"Damn, these idiots!"
The veteran cursed secretly, feeling very disappointed with these reckless knights.
These guys are simply looking for death. They may have been shot to pieces by bullets before they even get in front of the enemy!
Sure enough, just as these knights were charging, dense bullets had enveloped them. Even though the body surfaces of these knights were protected by stimulated energy, they still could not stop the extremely lethal projectiles.
“Puff puff puff!”
Flowers of blood poured out from the bodies of the knights, and the horses fell to the ground screaming. Although they were only a few hundred meters away from the enemy, they could not cross this chasm until their death.
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