The wind was blowing loudly.
The thick clouds seemed unaffected and still hung high in the sky.
At this time, Sumo finally understood why the major tribes built themselves in deep pits one after another.
In the context of nuclear winter, low temperature is indeed an invisible killer.
Now as deep winter enters its final sprint, the temperature in the wild, which has dropped to minus 40, is still falling, and is about to break through the red value of 50.
Even the Fire Fist Tribe, which has a high heating tower, has struggled to keep the temperature above zero in recent days.
During the day when the wind is at its strongest, it can drop to around minus fifteen degrees.
It is foreseeable that those tribes that are not built in deep pits and do not have high heating towers will encounter what kind of troubles they will encounter now.
"Chief, why don't you go back and rest?"
He found Somo wearing a heavy cotton coat, standing at the exit of the Fire Fist Tribe and stopping to move forward.
Huang Xiangyu chuckled, with a hint of embarrassment on his red face.
This was the first time in a long time that he had seen the patriarch look troubled.
"It's too cold, this damn weather"
Sumo ignored Huang Xiangyu, cheered secretly in his heart, and took a step out.
call.
A gust of cold wind blew, chilling me to the bone. The cotton clothes on my body couldn't bring any warmth at all.
In just a few seconds, Sumo felt that the blood in his body was freezing.
"In this weather, if there are still people who haven't found a tribe to join, they may be forcibly eliminated, right?"
he thought to himself.
The selection in this season of late winter is also very interesting. It is equivalent to a time limit used to screen players.
There are some people who plan to live a low life, and there are also some "dreamers" who want to hug their thighs when they come in.
If I had kept this idea after coming in, it would have been completely cold by now.
"This year's deep winter is indeed colder than in previous years. There is a difference of about ten degrees!" Huang Xiangyu turned his head and looked at the ice on the ground that had almost turned into blue, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"Chief, in this case, the snow bandits won't come, right?"
"Huh?"
Sumo remained calm and glanced at the upper right corner of his field of vision.
There, a shrinking number is displayed, with only the last 17 hours left.
This means that the first wave of snow bandit attacks was not affected by the ultra-low temperatures.
"Don't think too much, of course the snow bandits will come. The art of war is as it is, and soldiers are crafty."
Sumo blinked, "Without the warning from the Stone God in this weather, would you have guessed that a snow bandit was attacking?"
Huang Xiangyu thought for a while, then shook his head honestly.
Putting it into perspective, if he were a snow bandit, he would also choose this time to launch an attack when everyone relaxes their vigilance.
"Let's go and see your preparations for the past two days. I'm afraid I'll faint from the cold if I stay any longer."
Sumo braved the cold wind and walked away.
He's not kidding, it's okay to continue to move in this low-temperature weather, at least the blood flow can be guaranteed.
But if you stay in the wind, ordinary people with weak health will lose body temperature in less than half an hour.
After lying on his front legs for more than half a month, Sumo didn't want to lie down anymore due to the snow bandits' attack.
This is the most likely source of divine minerals to collect the talent rituals at the moment.
As long as those previous ideas are feasible, it may take less than a month to obtain three kilograms of divine ore.
However, having said that, Sumo completed the inspection in less than half an hour.
The quality of the people rewarded by the game is really nothing to say.
With the experience from the last time, the effect of the enchantment array arranged by Huang Xiangyu and others increased several times.
Now, as long as he doesn't check the signs in the dark, even Somo will feel a little dizzy when he goes in.
For those unfamiliar with the terrain
Three hours.
This is Sumo's preliminary estimate.
As long as the opponent does not rely on manpower to forcibly explore the path, as long as there are less than twenty people, they will be trapped for at least three hours before they can get out of this enchanted formation with a radius of only a little over two kilometers.
Of course, the enhancement of the Ecstasy Array has also completely isolated the Fire Fist Tribe from recent communication with the outside world.
But who cares?
Now is the coldest time in late winter, and all tribes are huddled in their own pits waiting for the temperature to rise.
The only ones who will come to your door at this time are the Snow Bandits and other lunatics!
"I didn't expect that I was lucky enough to choose the path to activate the gods. It happened to be during the great cooling period."
Sumo thought happily.
This is the only good news among many bad news.
Even a fourth-level priest like Thomas will lose about 30% of his combat effectiveness under the influence of low temperature.
If the Snow Bandits send out a second-level or third-level priest, half of their combat effectiveness will be lost before they even get close.
The following facts proved that Sumo's conjecture was indeed correct.
"Take a rest for a long time, and wait until night to rush into the Fire Fist tribe and complete the mission."
Duan Tianrong raised his hand and waved, and there was a neat response from behind.
In just over ten minutes, the secret killing team set up a simple temporary camp in a sheltered area.
Wow.
The bonfire was lit, and everyone was visibly relieved.
Then, the water was boiled and the rice was heated. Except for Duan Tianrong who was watching the whole process, the other eleven people were extremely busy.
Even the two first-level priests accompanying the team were sweating profusely.
"High Priest, the food is hot, please have a meal."
Not long after.
First-level priest Hyde carefully opened the tent and handed the fragrant iron lunch box inside.
There were dehydrated vegetables, green and nothing like what you would find this season.
There are large pieces of meat patties, which are so oily that people can't help but move their index fingers and open their appetites.
There is also white rice, and the strong fragrance of rice instantly spreads inside the tent.
Even Sumo, the tribe leader, has never been able to enjoy a meal of this level.
However, when he was placed in front of Duan Tianrong, a cold snort suddenly came from the tent.
"Where are the sacred ore fragments? Didn't you add them when cooking?"
"Fried meat, stir-fried meat is not added, Hyde, do you want to die?"
With just two words, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Hyde's head.
"High Priest, calm down. This meal is the last one before the attack. It's a big pot meal, so I didn't have time to add the divine ore fragments you need."
Regardless of whether the Fire Fist tribe is strong or weak, it is an unspoken rule that every snow bandit will implement before a battle.
And medium-sized teams like the secret killing team will add vegetables, meat, white rice, etc. as rewards.
"Get out, take it, get out, and let me do it again."
Duan Tianrong sneered and threw the lunch box out, scattering the meat and vegetable rice all over the floor.
Wow.
In an instant, all ten people around him looked over.
Hyde felt that his face was dull, and he glared at the ordinary people in the team, and then looked at Rudolf, the other first-level priest in the team, with helpless eyes. They are both priests, but the status gap between them and Duan Tianrong is no different than that between priests and mortals.
"Do it again, quickly."
Rudolf's scalp was numb and he ordered people to pick up the food on the ground.
Then he quickly opened the pocket on his waist and took out a small scale.
By the time he picked up the small scale and came to the shelter, Hyde was already holding a bag embroidered with white patterns.
The two of them worked together to shake out 20g of white powder from the bag.
"This is for stir-fried meat!"
Someone took it away, and they repeated the action and took out 30g again.
"This is for cooking!"
A total of fifty grams of white powder was added to the two stages, which actually did not bring any flavor improvement to the meal.
On the contrary, the oily meat looks greasier and the white rice becomes dry and hard.
But Duan Tianrong in the tent didn't care about this. Just as Haide stepped back, the sound of people eating rice could be heard from inside.
The two looked at each other and shook their heads slightly.
It wasn't until he reached the corner that Hyde showed a depressed expression and said: "When I was an ordinary person, I never saw the high priest with such a bad temper. He has been so unlucky recently!"
"Just be satisfied. The high priest did not offend you just now."
Rudolf dug into his meal without raising his head.
"The mission will be carried out in the evening. Who in the team doesn't know that the high priest will use fragments of the sacred mine to ensure combat power. You are so brave to use such a poor excuse as a big pot of rice. If it weren't for the fact that you are a new priest, The high priest just taught you a lesson!”
"Guaranteed combat power?"
Hyde bit into a piece of fat viciously.
"A miniature tribe with less than a hundred people, and a second-level priest who just got promoted out of luck. Although the high priest is only third-level, he has offensive magic, and he has never been afraid of even the fourth-level priests of the tribe. Is it necessary to use the divine mine to ensure combat power? ”
The kill order is a reward order.
The order placed a reward on Thomas, the second-level priest of the Fire Fist tribe, and included extremely detailed information.
These include detailed magical skills and past achievements.
In Hyde's eyes, if the priest of the Fire Fist tribe hadn't been promoted to the second level, it would have been enough for him and Rudolph to make this trip.
Or even if the opponent is level two, as long as he can use a trick to get the priest Thomas to leave the tribe.
If the two first-level priests join forces, they still have a high probability of winning directly.
"Shut up, when was it your turn as a new priest to question the choice of the high priest?"
Rudolf glanced at Hyde helplessly, "A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. For us snow bandits, this is the experience summed up by countless people between life and death. You can indeed be careless this time, but what about next time? Next time, if you develop the habit of slacking off, you will always encounter difficulties. ”
"By then, will it be too late for you to regret it?"
This is the intuitive gap in combat experience between the old and new priests.
Hyde is only a new priest in the secret killing team who has only been promoted for half a year, and has not yet had a head-to-head confrontation with other priests.
From an ordinary person to a priest, his transformation in status made him unaware of the cruelty of the priestly world.
The fight between priests is far more dangerous than the fight between ordinary people.
Especially in life-and-death battles, level is never the key to winning the battle. Rich combat experience and combat preparation can often create miracles.
In Crack No. 37, there was a snow bandit who used only the second-level priest to kill the tribe's fourth-level priest head-on and won a great victory.
Even though the fourth-level priest is an auxiliary priest, it is not difficult to explain that the level is not absolute.
If he is not careful, Thomas, the priest of the Fire Fist tribe, may also capture Duan Tianrong.
Of course, this probability is very small, almost close to zero.
The gap between the priests of the tribe and the priests of the snowbands is still too big.
According to the information, Thomas, the priest of the Fire Fist tribe, only mastered an ordinary second-level attack magic, Fire Fist.
And what about the four offensive magical arts that Duan Tianrong mastered?
The ones with the lowest power are all at Level 2, and the highest ones even reach Level 4.
Not to mention that he also has three defensive magical arts, and one of them can just deal with the fire-based offensive magical arts.
"Okay, okay, everything you said is right."
After being taught a lesson, Hyde showed a smile on his face, as if he didn't care at all.
Seeing this, Rudolph could only shake his head speechlessly.
But he made up his mind that in future missions the secret killing team would receive, they would not form a team with this idiot.
It doesn't matter if you are stupid, if you keep this mentality all the time, you will eventually harm the people around you.
After eating, it’s time to rest again.
Different from the past, this time the secret killing team arranged sentries for rotational vigilance.
Their current location is only about ten kilometers away from the Fire Fist tribe. Although they are not worried that the other party will send people out to patrol in this weather, there is still a slight probability of exposure.
At six o'clock in the evening, Duan Tianrong emerged from the tent.
He did not rush to set off, but called everyone to his side and reiterated the combat discipline again.
The content is generally consistent with what Rudolph said. The core is still not to let down your guard and pay attention to every opponent.
But then again, discipline is discipline. If everyone could abide by it, there would be no snow bandits.
This can be seen from the fact that the group of people went to the Fire Fist tribe in the dark but did not put away the temporary camp.
Even Duan Tianrong still has a trace of contempt in his heart.
A small tribe with only second-level priests rushed in and killed the target.
If we come back then, maybe the bonfire will still be out.
"Is this the snowman?"
"I think it's not as good as Shado. At least he broke one of our crooked neck trees."
Walking out of the tribe wrapped in thick cotton clothes, Somo sniffed and stared at the shivering snow bandits on the ground and couldn't help but curl his lips.
Perhaps it was the long-term sneak attacks that gave the Snowband Priests a strange illusion.
In the battle with the tribal priests, they have an infinite advantage, and their combat effectiveness is not at the same level at all.
However, the Snow Bandits have forgotten one thing. If the tribal priest is so weak, why can he still stand firm in the light and suppress them to death in the shadows to this day?
Just relying on the support of a few tribes with ninth-level priests?
The answer is no.
Using one's own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses is the approach with the highest winning rate.
The tribal priests are indeed inferior to the snowband priests in frontal battles. This is undeniable.
But tribal priests also have areas of expertise. As long as they can bring the snow bandit priests into the field, their winning rate will also explode.
For example, positional warfare!
Thomas once again used a disgraceful sneak attack, leaving the attacking Snow Bandit Priest helpless.
Moreover, with the experience of fighting against Shado, this time the sneak attack was more calm. The opponent did not even notice the fluctuation of the divine spell, but was forced to control it for two seconds, and his body was hit by a fire fist.
It's pitiful that all the people were destroyed, far less than half of the Shado left.
"Patriarch, patriarch, we are rich!"
Thomas, who was usually unsmiling, rushed up from the other side, with uncontrollable ecstasy on his face.
In his hands, he held two things.
A small white bag, and a piece of glowing parchment that Soma was familiar with.
"Damn it, the snow bandit has a magical skill?"
(End of chapter)