Chapter 76 Assassination

Man is a very strange animal. After the troops of the Three Heroes united with the Stromgarde rebels, the former peasant servants liked to show off their equal status in front of the former lord. The masked slave, the former superior, could not wait to give these former slaves a few severe whips to make them realize who is their master!

Under such circumstances, it is reasonable for the two armies to continue to have friction. If it weren't for the repeated and severe rebuke from the commanders of both sides, I'm afraid they would have started fighting! At this time, the boss took the lead, and a large number of masked slaves pulled out the daggers at their waists. If any humble slave dared to come close, they would immediately stab him!

The stabbing of a masked slave may not have much power, but the uniform movements of nearly a thousand people suddenly caused a pungent smell of blood to appear on the battlefield, and a fountain of blood spurted out. It would be better to say less. Hundreds of unprepared peasant volunteers were stabbed from the front, and screams were heard!

Seeing this scene, the hatred and anger that both sides had been suppressing suddenly burst out. The leader of the Stromgarde rebels was a short, fat palace man at the level of a mini-boss. He was wearing a bright red cloak and a golden halberd in his hand. When he saw this situation, he immediately roared:

"Kara, what are you doing!"

Kara was the elite controlled by Fang Lin. Fang Lin immediately controlled the masked slave elite Kara and shouted:

"Sir, these damn smelly farmers are about to overwhelm our defense line, and I was dug up by their hoe forks! If there is someone inside who has evil intentions, who should be responsible for the damage to the siege equipment? burden?"

On the surface, this sentence seemed to be a reply, but in fact it was full of provocation. "Damn the stinky farmer" invisibly offended all the troops under the three heroes. The later mention of "the siege equipment was lost" was invisibly putting great pressure on the leader of the small boss, which made him have some scruples. Of course, Carla's words cannot withstand scrutiny. These peasant volunteers hate Duke Allen to the extent that they can eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. They are too late to cherish their siege equipment, and it is absolutely impossible to destroy them on their own initiative.

However, Fang Lin had no intention of saying anything worthy of scrutiny at all. His purpose was just to make the fat court boss, the little boss, hesitate for a moment and not immediately issue the "stop the war" command. Because the two men, Lao Hu and Lao Si, who were hiding among the farmers’ volunteers, had already started to attack!

Lao Hu moved his hands. Two farmer volunteers were clamped under his arm. Both of them were tall and strong, with thick golden hair. They were also casually covered in steel armor. They had obviously survived the siege. This kind of farmer volunteers who have been baptized by blood and fire can be regarded as elites, but they are clamped under the armpits by Lao Hu like a hawk grabbing a chicken, unable to move. With a strong force from Lao Hu's thick arms, these two people were covered in blood. The bones all "creak". His eyes protruded, and he was about to open his mouth to scream, but when he opened his mouth, dark red blood spurted out like water jets!

Lao Hu held the two dead peasant volunteers with his hands and rushed towards the neatly arranged formation of masked slaves in front! The night is dark. The light was blurry, and the ground had just rained and was extremely muddy. It looked like three people working together to attack the enemy's front line fiercely.

The masked servants who protected the siege engines this time were carefully selected from Stromgarde and well-trained. As soon as he saw someone approaching, he immediately waved the dagger in his hand and stabbed out. You can dodge one knife, can you dodge dozens of stabs from different directions? Under such an offensive, the chaotic attacks of the peasant volunteers were like waves hitting the embankment, dissipating one after another, leaving only blood and death.

The row of masked slaves opposite Lao Hu saw the fierceness of these three enemies, and immediately took half a step back, forming a three-dimensional cross-defense line with their companions behind them, waiting until Lao Hu and the others rushed closer. The dagger in front of him flashed with cold light, and stabbed into the bodies of the two peasant volunteers who were sandwiched by Lao Hu with a "bang, bam," sound. The two unlucky guys were stabbed with blood all over their bodies and their bodies were covered with dense wounds!

The seven or eight daggers that stabbed Lao Hu were not so lucky. The masked slaves were the weakest unit of the evil prince in the II world. Lao Hu came prepared again, and the daggers pierced with a cold light. He took off his outer clothes, but most of the damage was blocked by the Qiluo Society performance clothes inside. Even though the tip of the sword pierced his flesh. It was clamped by the contraction of strong and hard muscles, and the penetration into the flesh was only about half an inch!

These horrified masked slaves naturally discovered the abnormality of Lao Hu. He opened his mouth to scream, but Hu Huahao had already exerted his strength with his arms, and swept the two corpses with a grin. Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, it looked like these two powerful farmer volunteers were struggling to fight back after suffering pain.

The masked slave put away his knife and stabbed again! But no matter how hard they stabbed them, they only made a few more bloody holes on the two corpses. And Lao Hu had already rushed in front of the masked slaves who realized something was wrong. He wrapped those people in a bear hug in his thick arms and squeezed them hard. A terrible muffled sound of bone cracking sounded, giving people a hug. It feels like the crackling sound of fried beans, but the sound comes from the human body!

Old Hu stood on the spot solemnly, and threw away the masked slaves at hand as if throwing away garbage, as if he was throwing away a few torn sacks, and there was a "splat" sound when they fell to the ground. He could see that the defense line here was broken. A cut was made, and the farmer Yi, who was red-eyed after being killed, The brave soldiers were already rushing over like crazy, but the masked slaves were really well-trained, and under such circumstances, they were still able to block the peasant volunteers from outside. Old Hu laughed grimly, and raised his hands in the air. Then he slapped the ground hard!

Earthquake!

The masked slave about five meters beside Lao Hu suddenly felt that there was a huge upward force on his legs because of the huge difference in strength. Suddenly, he could not maintain his balance due to the ups and downs, and he collapsed in a squatting position. On the ground, if it was normal, at this time, in front of the red-eyed farmer volunteers who seemed to be rushing in, it seemed as if a gap had been opened in a solid embankment. The river suddenly surged in, and it was extremely difficult to seal the gap again!

After completing the matter, Lao Hu immediately retreated. Without attracting the attention of others, he had already pretended to be stabbed. He screamed and rolled on the muddy wet ground. The corpse was surrounded by fierce shouts. He crawled seven or eight meters amidst the sound of killing. When he stood up again, his whole body was covered with mud and water mixed with blood. Looking very embarrassed. However, with his slightly stooped body, no one could tell that he was the ferocious giant man who marched forward bravely and killed seven or eight people in an understatement!

The situation of Laosi on the other side is similar. He learned the free shield and just used it here. That layer of vague air shield blocks the enemy invisible. The attack was much more secretive than Lao Hu's. The masked slave who thrust out the dagger felt that there was an invisible barrier in front of him. It was extremely flexible and could not stab anyone. The farmer volunteers, who had become red-eyed after witnessing the murder of their companions, pounced on them like rabid dogs, most of them with bare hands. But this means that the weapons these guys can use include teeth...

After Fang Lin took control of the elite mask slave, he and Lin Yinxiu got out, quietly avoiding the melee battlefield, and came to a higher place nearby to overlook the overall situation. The mental power detection covered most of the valley from a distance.

"The situation is not very optimistic." Fang Lin frowned and said calmly: "There are too many enemies. Even if we provoke a fight between the two sides, this is only a dark advantage, which reduces the enemy's control. At the lowest point, if this melee can only last until dawn, the leaders and elites who seem to be temporarily powerless at this time will greatly regain their control over their subordinates! "

Lin Yinxiu sighed and said:

"Yes. Although the melee on the outside is so fierce, the siege equipment is still surrounded by dense crowds of people. There are also small bosses and elites inside. They are not affected by the melee on the outside at all and are wholeheartedly protecting the attackers. It’s a pity that the scope of this valley is too wide, otherwise the landslide caused by the Xinyuandi bomb could directly trigger a mudslide and bury them all alive! "

Fang Lin said calmly:

"Despite this, the enemy should still have flaws. Their flaws actually lie in the siege equipment."

Lin Yinxiu was stunned, and for a moment he didn't quite understand what Fang Lin meant. He pursed his lips and said hesitantly:

"But haven't they already firmly protected the siege equipment?"

Fang Lin said with deep eyes:

"Yes, but there is more than one siege engine!"

He pointed in the distance and said:

"Among this batch of siege equipment, there are four types in total. Wooden bow and arrow carts, ballistae carts, wooden skinned towers for climbing, and the giant-like catapult called the scorpion cannon. "

"These four siege equipment are quite different in terms of volume, weight, and transportation difficulty, so they cannot be transported very close together. In fact, this has been proven to be the case. If we look more carefully, we It can be clearly discovered that the Scorpion Cannon should be the most protected among this batch of siege equipment. It is a strict siege weapon. The evidence is that the small boss troops and elites around it are quite large. What is then protected is the wooden skinned tower. It seems that the wooden bow and arrow carts and the ballistae are the least valued. , I guess this has a lot to do with the difficulty of its operation. This thing seems to be difficult to correct the aim.”

Lin Yinxiu immediately said:

"I understand what you mean. The enemy's siege equipment stretches for seven or eight kilometers at this time. However, most of their strength is placed on the square scorpion cannon at the end of the team. In this case, it is entirely possible for us to In such a chaotic situation, the rebels from Stromgarde would definitely rush to rescue them, and they would be able to separate them and have a chance. Take advantage!”

"Yes. Attacking separately and attacking in the east is our best option at the moment." Fang Lin narrowed his eyes and stared into the distance. In the deep darkness, he could vaguely see the short and fat man from the court of the little boss standing on the scorpion cannon, waving in his hand. Holding a golden halberd, he was shouting curses. Under his control, a large number of masked slaves were moving in an orderly manner. The gaps in the defensive circle formed by the surrounding masked slaves were slowly closed and replenished.

There was a cold light in Fang Lin's eyes, and he said gently:

"But before that, we have to remove a few obstacles here. The leader of the Peasant Volunteer Army has limited commanding power and lacks prestige, so he can ignore it, but these six among the Stromgarde rebels The nail must be removed first!”

This time, there are nine plot leaders with outstanding abilities among the coalition forces escorting the siege equipment. The strength of these nine people is at least at the elite level. There are only two plot leaders among the Farmers' Volunteer Army, and these two people thought they could survive three sieges. They are relatively advanced mini-boss units, but they can all be controlled by Fang Lin.

Among the Stromgarde rebels who were obviously smaller in number, this plot leader accounted for seven of them. Among the seven, only one elite masked slave could be controlled by Fang Lin. The eliteness between the two armies was evident. Fang Lin's intention is quite obvious, a snake can't survive without a head. Especially since this coalition army is full of low-level arms. Once it loses its leader, it will be a mess. The numerical advantage must be coordinated and coordinated by someone to be effective. If the masked slaves cannot form a formation to resist, then at most it will be good to hold on for ten minutes before the peasant volunteers are coming like a tide. However, the seven plot leaders cannot Under the control, the masked slaves who were numerically inferior not only did not collapse. On the contrary, there is a faint tendency to counterattack, which is all due to the efforts of these seven leaders in Stromgarde.

The first person Fang Lin wanted to kill was the short, fat man from the palace holding a golden halberd!

The mysterious vertical eye between his eyebrows slowly opened, and a black light that was almost invisible shot out like a sky-shattering rainbow, imprinted on the body of this little boss!

Fool II form title skill: Bite of Shadow Destruction!

This skill is indeed quite appropriate to the nature of the Fool title. Mysterious, strange, and traceless. Only Fang Lin himself could see the faint black light when the Shadow Devouring Bite was released. After being attacked, the short and fat man in the palace felt absolutely nothing and was still commanding and dispatching at the top of his lungs.

Fang Lin glanced at the puppet he controlled, the elite masked slave Kara, used the detection function of the C-type detector, closed his eyes and calculated:

"We will launch a sniper operation in six minutes. Carla can buy us at least thirty-three seconds."

Fang Lin said. On the other hand, he passed the information about the short, fat man in the palace of the little boss to everyone on his side through spiritual connection.

"The short, fat man in the palace (a-level mini-boss), strength 125, agility 50, stamina 110, spirit 60. Stamina value 5400 points."

"Weapon: golden halberd (attack 10~180) attack range 3~10 meters, armor: blue and white inlaid leather armor."

"Skill 1, level 13 thrust, after charging for one second, thrust towards the target within six meters in front of the body! The damage value of this thrust is 200 + weapon damage x 5. After successfully hitting the enemy, there is still 45% stun The effect is to increase the chance of penetrating damage by 25%, plus 100 points of additional damage that ignores defense, and can force the enemy back 3 to 8 meters!

"Skill 2, stab with halberd, launch five rapid attacks in succession. Attack range: 180 degrees in front of you, within 5 meters, the damage value of each stab is 80% of the weapon damage. Cooling time is 30 seconds."

"Skill 4, toughness, passive skill, increases resistance to abnormal conditions by 70%, reduces all damage by 20 points, and life recovery rate +4 per second."

Six minutes later, a graceful figure suddenly danced from the nearby valley, volleying straight towards the short, fat man from the palace who was standing on the nearby siege equipment and commanding! There was a strip of green light behind her, which looked like the tail of a comet. It was very magnificent, and the countless star-like light green lights that remained wherever she passed instantly dazzled the people below.

Then there was a dazzling light green light slashing down from top to bottom! It was Lin Yinxiu who volleyed out the most advanced Eight-phase Technique that integrated the heart of Shura, and simplified the complex. The true meaning of the Eight-Phase Technique is to turn one sword into a thousand swords, but to the end of practice, he pays attention to What's more, Thousand Swords return to one sword!

Return to nature.

The little boss, the short and fat man from the palace, also reacted very quickly, and immediately raised his head with the beautifully decorated golden halberd in his hand!