The Abyss Summoner of the Last Days

Chapter 340 Battle of Vengeance

Not many living things can be seen on the barren plain.

A demonized mouse stood on the soil slope, looking into the distance, as if it had sensed something, its body trembled, and it hurriedly burrowed into the ground.

A team came from afar.

Soon, the other party revealed their appearance. Some half-orcs with cat ears and tails, these tribes who originally hid in the corner, hoping that no one would find them, now walked on the land with a big swagger.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, a Demon Hunting Spider hidden in the shadow was hit, drew an arc, and fell directly to the ground.

A cat tribe woman panted heavily, calmed down, and quickly touched the gun in her hand. There was no hidden love and excitement in her eyes.

firearms.

This is a weapon that the abyss does not have.

Compared with cutting the enemy's body with a knife, the appearance of guns has greatly reduced the danger of the clansmen in close combat. One hundred and fifty people, each wearing the transported insect armor, covered their bodies with blades, and even carried a suit in their hands. A hot weapon full of bullets.

Fight all the way.

Confidence is so simple, Fulla still feels like she is dreaming. After demonstrating the effect of guns, the clansmen showed expressions of eagerness to try.

After simple repairs, a team of one hundred and fifty people embarked on the road of revenge.

Confidence comes from weapons.

The emergence of guns made the clansmen feel an unprecedented sense of security.

Fulla walked aside, even without her taking action, its clansmen began to move from stealthily to proactively attacking.

A witcher spider died on the ground.

Fulla glanced at the bodies on the ground, but found nothing of value, so she quickly continued on her way.

After walking a distance like this.

Obvious footprints began to appear on the ground, which indicated that there were more active creatures nearby. Fulla stopped suddenly, and then waved her hand, signaling people to follow her.

The vision is ahead.

Under the dark sky, a camp that had been set up appeared in front of her eyes like this.

Kobold camp.

Kobolds like to wear red and orange clothes, mouse-like tails, and their language sounds like barking dogs. These characteristics make them often regarded as clowns. Not taking them seriously would be a fatal mistake, as kobolds make up for what they lack in size and strength with brutality and stubbornness.

Don't look at their short stature and weak individual strength. In fact, they are very dangerous creatures.

Ordinary kobolds use hand-to-hand attacks. Like lizards, kobolds are oviparous and reach a height of 3 feet (nearly a meter) as adults. They have scaly coats that range in color from dark rust to pale black and smell like soggy dogs or stagnant water. smell. Its eyes are like two bright red fires, and it has infrared vision out to 60 feet and is visually impaired in bright sunlight. The two small horns on the top of the head may be any color from white to tan. Kobolds speak their own languages, with 75% speaking Orc and Goblin.

They often take advantage of numbers or use various simple strategies in battle. Kobolds in particular hate gnomes, and will attack any gnome in sight, but think twice before attacking humans, elves, and dwarves, at least when they are more than doubled in number. They hurl javelins and spears at their enemies, only approaching when they are sure they are weakened. Kobolds also hate spellcasters, targeting them at every opportunity.

This diminutive race is also happy to set traps studded with spikes, crossbows, and other machinery. There are usually observation windows and killer chambers near the traps. This way, they can pour oil, shoot weapons, or drop poisonous bugs on the trapped guy. The Kobold's team is armed with maces, axes, javelins, short swords and spears. Their shields are rarely made of metal, and are mostly made of wood or wicker. The weapons used by its leaders and guards are better.

It can be said that the kobolds will not have any burdens in their hearts, let alone being aboveboard. For them, as long as they can kill the enemy, no matter what method they use, it is acceptable.

This is a kobold camp, the number of people is between 600-700, and the personnel are similar to those of the cat tribe, but as usual, they often encounter suppression from the other party.

Why?

The kobolds are a very complicated group. They are groveling when facing the strong, but they are tyrannical and cruel when facing the weak. There is no doubt that the cat clan is a soft persimmon in their eyes.

Perhaps it was related to genes. Even a kobold who was only a few years old had fought with his parents from a very early age. Killing was as simple as drinking water for them.

There are three kobold camps in the vicinity, and this is undoubtedly the weakest one. Fulla's goal is to train and get familiar with soldiers. Starting with a weaker stronghold first will greatly increase the chance of success.

There is nothing to hesitate.

Fulla narrowed her eyes, pointed the gun at a kobold standing guard, and pressed her fingers little by little until she heard a sound.

"boom!"

The kobold screamed, the nearby guards were alarmed, and the camp let out some long beeps, obviously trying to take precautions.

"Woooo..."

Facing Fulla's surprise attack, the kobold's first reaction was not to surround the enemy, but to roar to summon his companions.

After all, the death of my own clansman was too bizarre just now, there were no arrows on his face, but it was like being hit by a stone, and half of his face was smashed to pieces.

Several kobolds stood on the tower, as if they were looking for the enemy's hiding place, with several pairs of eyes, they kept looking into the grass.

Fulla raised her hand, pointed the gun barrel at these reinforcements, and pressed the trigger in the same way. This time, the opponent's head exploded directly.

Panic boils.

Unknowingly, two companions died in this way, which made the kobolds become irritable, and they vowed to kill these hateful Xiaoxiao.

"Crunch..."

The gate opened, and a group of murderous kobolds came out. Counting carefully, there were hundreds of them.

These kobolds are the elite of the camp. Once they are taken down, half of this stronghold will be controlled.

"It finally appeared."

Fulla looked at all this, perhaps because she had been with Chen Feng for a while, under such circumstances, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth unknowingly.

"let's start."

With an order, the soldiers took out their guns to aim at the enemy. What's more, they unbuttoned their clothes, and a few high-explosive grenades hanging on their chests looked a little dazzling.

It won't take long for these kobolds to understand what true despair is!

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