Chapter 227 Abnormal Counterattack
Hearing the Tauren Great Elder's words and feeling the tremendous pressure coming from him, Beater felt a 'thump' in his heart, and his face turned even paler.
"Ahem---poof!"
"Great Elder, hurry up --- gather people from all the nearby tribes, I have important news to inform, I'm afraid it will endanger all tribes."
Beat coughed hastily, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, said only one word, and passed out again.
"Beate! I command you to wake up!"
At Derek's growls, the mages were brought in again to examine Beata and confirm that she had indeed fallen into a bizarre stupor.
All the fortresses in the battlefield have fallen into the hands of wizards, and no one dares to slack off.
Leaving aside the tricks among the various tribes, the Third Border City moved very quickly. At noon that day, the main tribes around the ancient city got the news and rushed to the city with their warriors.
The Snaketail tribe sent a great elder to rescue Beata, and she braced her body to come to the councils of various tribes.
"How the soldiers were slaughtered, how the pass fell, everything you want to know is in it." Beat's stomach squirmed a few times, and spat out a spar from his mouth.
"Is this the magic item of that group of useless mages?" an elder of the wild boar scepter said in a disdainful tone.
"That's right, this is something called 'memory spar', which can record some images, including the scene of the battle where the fortress was breached." Beate cleaned it up and handed the spar to the head of the snake-tail tribe. Elder Archibald.
Archibald obviously knew this kind of spar, and activated it with the power of the ancestors in front of everyone. The spar emitted a bright light, and there were flowing pictures in the light, which were clearly seen by the two commanders. presented.
Although there was no sound, many elders knew what happened that night.
Until the screen was finished, a group of people fell into silence.
This kind of poisonous gas is really appalling. No matter what the bloodline level is, including holy dragon fighters, they will die at the touch of a touch without any trace of struggle. The legendary death god harvests the souls of living beings.
In other words, it was the same for everyone present, as long as they were touched by the poisonous gas, they would definitely not have any chance of survival. They were not afraid of death, but this kind of death was meaningless, and they couldn't help but shudder down their backs.
"hiss!"
"This---this is really the method of those wizard apprentices. Is this really the power that apprentices should have?"
After a pause, a group of elders with scepters looked extremely ugly, and couldn't help discussing with the people next to them to ease their inner discomfort.
The two elders looked at each other, and both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.
"Quiet."
"quiet!"
Derek yelled twice, and the elders of the scepter fell silent.
"You are all noble bloodlines of the main clan, how can you be so panic-stricken, tell me your opinions, is there any countermeasure?" Archibald looked around and said slowly.
"As everyone around the Third Border City, you are about to step into the battlefield. If you have any ideas, feel free to mention them, otherwise you will die in vain." Derek's words were different, half-threatening.
However, what he said was the truth. According to the previous strategy, with the Third Frontier City as the center, soldiers were deployed batch by batch until the pass was back under their control.
"It should be a wizard's magic item. Does it require precious materials? It is difficult to make. In fact, there are not many in the hands of the enemy." An elder of the Snaketail clan doubted.
"The other party is a big plane, and the abundance of materials is far beyond your imagination." Archibald refuted his words.
"Since it is a poisonous fog, if we can control the ability of the wind element, then we will be able to fight back. With that level of poison, apprentice wizards can't bear it by themselves." Another elder said.
When everyone heard this, this proposal was more reliable. As long as they had the means to restrain the other party, how many people they would have to sacrifice was completely out of their consideration. Finally, there was room to breathe, and the balance was not allowed to be broken.
The eight main clans do not have any wind power. Some people mentioned rare groups such as the wind mage and the crow clan. It will undoubtedly take time to gather these two. Before the threat of poison gas is resolved, the main clan will not let their soldiers die in vain .
But the battle cannot stop, so a new order was generated.
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The edge of the plane battlefield is covered by a layer of thick fog that cannot be dispelled, covering a very wide area. Creatures from this plane break into it, just feel it is an ordinary thick fog.
If creatures from non-primary planes step into it, the consequences are unpredictable, especially apprentice-level creatures.
Rock sent people to monitor the entire entrance range, and the apprentices only watched from a distance, for fear of being affected by the rolling fog.
To his disappointment, apart from the alien investigation teams that broke in from time to time, there was no large alien team that came to kill him all morning.
On the 10th battlefield, above the new pass, the Black Witch Brigade is still strictly guarding the pass.
"The aliens were obviously frightened by the captain's gas bombs, and they didn't dare to attack easily. Looking at the previous records, there has never been such an easy defense battle." Lie De complimented, which is also true.
"The foreign race will not let it go." Rock shook his head.
At this time, except for Grace who was actively helping Buhler to deliver the materials, the other captains were above the barrier, looking at the wilderness ahead.
"Captain, three more people have come here, hoping to go to the other side to kill aliens." A fourth-level apprentice came to report.
"Tell them, I promise, but if there are king-level alien races, I will allow them to flee to the fortress and let us deal with them. If not, you must assist us in the battle, and don't try to earn all your military exploits." Roque instructed.
This morning, there were quite a few apprentices who came to the fortress. None of them were willing to help them guard the fortress, but some who took the liberty to make various unreasonable demands. All of them were very shrewd.
The new checkpoint only records the identity information of the Dark Witch team, so only the apprentices of the team can enter and leave freely, and others must obtain their permission if they want to pass through.
Others came to the new pass, so they naturally wanted to seek benefits. Rock didn't want to seek too much hatred. It just so happened that the aliens sent teams to investigate from time to time, and he handed over the task to these people.
"The captain's guess is correct. Before finding a way to overcome the gas bombs, the foreign race is likely to send a large number of low-blooded fighters to consume our energy and supplies.
With a small amount of profit, driving other apprentices to assist us will help us guard the fortress and reap greater benefits. It is indeed Captain Rock. ’ praised Rita.
Rock couldn't deny the words of the two captains' flattering'. The reason was that he casually said that he wanted to teach some team members how to make gas bombs.
Not long after, one magic pet flew over after another, bringing important news one after another.
"Alien races have appeared, and there are a lot of them, please be prepared."
"The number of foreign races is too many, it is impossible to count, and it is densely packed."
"The foreign race was stopped by the apprentices in front, and they were killing and killing."
The news brought by the first magic pet made the members of the Black Witch team enter a state of preparation, the news brought by the second magic pet made them nervous and excited, and the third news made people look weird, thinking that I got it wrong.