Chapter 11: Partition (Chinese)

"As a meat-food species, the gnolls regard all creatures, including their tribes, as food. The gnolls have no feelings for other races. They only want to get a piece of the pie from others. The gnolls will share the joys and sorrows with you, but will never share the woes. The length of time they cooperate with you depends entirely on whether you are strong enough and whether you feed him enough. The gnolls are lazy and barbaric, and have no talent. They are skilled in a few craftsmanship, but do not know how to smel metals. They neither mine nor farm, but live a nomadic and fishing life.

The society of the gnolls is entirely built on force. The strongest and terrifying werewolfs serve as leaders of the tribe, while the weak werewolf will become food for other tribes. This lifestyle means that ordinary gnolls are always in a state of tension - even if the leader shows some signs of weakness, it will cause struggles and riots over the clan control. This will also hinder the evolution of the gnolls for a long time, preventing them from crossing the social organization form of the clan stage."

When hungry, the gnolls will eat their own kind.

Even if this barbaric creature is moving towards the direction of a smart species, it will not be possible for a moment to completely fade away this primitive beast nature. It is difficult for them to live in harmony with other creatures, whether it is humans, elves, or half-orcs...

Lying on the back on the carpet of the tent, Murphy kept thinking about a question!

That is, is it possible for the werewolves to cooperate with the orcs?

Material assistance is one thing, but forming alliances to share the results is another.

The rogue is cruel and greedy by nature, and the orcs are very angry and have a strong desire to attack. The contradictions between the two creatures can be said to be difficult to reconcile. Unless there is some kind of force that is so powerful that it exceeds the limits of ordinary objects, such as gods, the possibility of their cooperation is really not high.

If the Orc army would not cooperate with the werewolf to attack the southern plains.

So does it mean that the orcs who rushed from Loess high to cross the Nidoria River may also have a war with the gnolls?

The orcs are undoubtedly the fertile land of the southern plains!

It is impossible for them to live in peace with species like the gnolls that feed on intelligent creatures, even if they cooperate, it is only exploitative and temporary.

But if it is to use the werewolves, why don’t the orcs wait for the humans to completely defeat the werewolves before taking a lot of strength before taking action? Instead, they should send troops when the humans are about to counterattack?

What kind of connection is there?

Murphy racked his brains and couldn't figure out what the problem was.

If he was the chief of the orc, he would never send troops at this time! Because it is absolutely a bad thing to cooperate with creatures like gnolls. Murphy is more willing to wait until the gnolls are wiped out by humans and humans are also injured before launching an offensive against the southern plains.

This way!

Only by gaining the greatest advantage for yourself.

Although the orcs are irritable and reckless, they are not without wisdom.

They must have sent troops now for something!

What exactly is it?

The next day, early morning.

When Murphy walked out of the tent, there was already a shout of killing outside the canyon!

At around six o'clock in the morning, the retreating zombies launched an attack. They used the night to create three large shield cars with wooden boards on all sides, which is a modified version of the original turbocharger, which is more like a movable wooden box. The box could block arrows from the front, above and left and right. The zombies hid in the box and pushed the shield cart forward, knocking down the horse and heading down the trench.

The width of the trench was about 1.5 meters, and the shield car had to stop in front of the trench.

By the time Murphy arrived in front of the formation, the trench was almost filled with werewolf. More than three thousand adult male werewolf attacked in batches. In less than half an hour, they used hundreds of corpses to advance to a distance of fifty meters in front of the fortifications little by little.

Since the morning defense change, the soldiers arranged on the front line were no longer Greek heavy infantrymen in the city of Athens.

At Murphy's instructions, General Leodale transferred 2,000 Silver Shield Eagle Flag infantry to the front line. The spearmen sent by the human city-state who were reserve soldiers were arranged on the second line to replace the Silver Shield Eagle Flag infantry to enter the battle at any time.

After the distance is closer to thirty meters.

The werewolf hiding in the wooden box let out a sharp howl. Obviously, they were walking barefoot and had stepped on the sharp wooden signs on the ground. The rogues' advance slowed down and a little riot occurred. The werewolf who were following the wooden box with a shield moving slowly fell to the ground with a group of archers' shots. At this time, a powerful wolf howl suddenly came from behind the werewolf. This seemed to be some kind of order. The attacking werewolf actually gave up the turtle shell-shaped wooden box and held the shield to charge towards the fortifications!

The first group of zombies who were stepping on the poison signs were stopped and then they all fell under the arrow of the archer. However, the second group of zombies learned their lessons, and their wooden boards were still on the ground, and then they stepped on their companions' bodies.

After paying hundreds of corpses again, the two sides finally entered a hand-to-hand battle.

This is a battle without any fancy!

It was a fighting style of life, and after entering the hand-to-hand combat, the adult male zombies who charged at the fortifications threw down their shields. As the vanguard, they did not take heavy weapons, so they directly grabbed their companions' bodies and smashed them to the Silver Shield Eagle Flag infantry who were standing on the front line of the fortifications! The first contact caused both sides to pay a considerable price, but the soldiers of the reserve team quickly replenished and entered a stalemate on the battlefield between two hundred meters between the earth walls of the canyon!

A height of five meters is not too difficult for the gnolls.

Some of the agile werewolf climbed onto the earthen wall, but were soon assassinated by the gunmen on the earthen wall!

Both sides entered the glue, and the corpses of the frontline humans and werewolves began to accumulate!

The Spartan heavy-armed fanatical infantry was appointed as the supervisory team by General Leodale, and stood behind the earthen wall.

"How long has it been attacking?" Murphy came to the front of the formation, silently stared at the battlefield fighting in front of him, and asked in a deep voice. The zombie's fighting style, which was completely filled with his life, was a little beyond his expectations.

In his understanding, more than half of the casualties in the battle were killed or killed, and those werewolves were no longer motivated.

But it has been nearly twenty minutes since he came to the battlefield.

The werewolf's offensive showed no sign of weakness so far. A large number of reserve teams rushed up one after another, and the losses on the front line had exceeded four hundred people. The eight hundred silver shield eagle flag infantry, as the third reserve team, had to join the battle with the auxiliary spearmen! If we continue to fight according to this offensive, even Mrs. Elizabeth's army would have to join the battle!

"It's been an hour!" General Leodale's face was solemn. He pointed to the werewolf who looked extremely fierce and fearless today and said in a deep voice: "Governor! Their eyes are red!"

Red?

Murphy was stunned when he heard this, and then looked carefully at the werewolf charging in the front!

really!

The eyes of those werewolves were really red! There was a faint blood-red pupil!

"They should have used something to enter a state of fearless death pain!" General Leodale pointed to an elite zombie who was still fighting after several arrows, and said seriously.

fanaticism?

Gnoll Shaman?

After coming to this time, Murphy discovered that the servants of the gods, whether they were priests or shamans, seemed to have a ability to enter into fanaticism and even violentness. The soldiers entering this state doubled their courage to die fearlessly, and even reduced their feelings for pain. Obviously, this is the case with the gnolls in front of them.

"Go and invite those magicians." Murphy turned around and spoke to the general guard attendant beside him.

After saying that, he glanced at the Silver Shield Eagle Flag Infantry, who was struggling to support under the gnoll offensive, and ordered General Marcus Kane: "Put the 800 Psiah mercenaries into battle!"

"Yes!" General Marcus Kane responded.

The magicians led by Merlin came soon.

Walking in the front was the man in a long and narrow gray cloak that Murphy had been curious about. His steps were fast and dense, as if he had some special rhythm.

"Governor General." Magician Merlin leaned over and said slightly.

"Those werewolfs have been attacking continuously for more than an hour! The soldiers on the front line are already very tired! If this continues, there will be great casualties." Murphy was not interested in talking nonsense to them. He pointed to the werewolf in the battle on the front line and said in a deep voice: "Look at the eyes of these beasts!"

"It's a bloodthirsty technique!" The first person to speak was the thin figure wearing a long cloak. He frowned slightly and looked at the zombie in the distance and said in a voice: "There is a zombie shaman there!"

After saying that, he gently held his slender and fair right hand on the hilt of the sword!

At this moment, the magician Merlin suddenly stopped him. Merlin shook his head at the man, turned around and stared at Murphy and said in a deep voice: "The human army has defeated the gnolls on the front line! They will be able to come this afternoon at the latest!"

"The bloodthirst surgery will not last too long!"

Several mages looked at each other and then came to the front of the front together!

The low spell singing began to echo in the canyon, and the surging of air around suddenly became rapid.

Murphy heard the howling of the wind, and in the canyon, the two armies were fighting.

A fire-red cloud gradually formed, and a heat began to fill the air!

A red light appeared on the wands of the mages, and a red cloud with a diameter of nearly fifteen meters also formed over the werewolf army.

Fist-sized fireballs began to fall!

These fireballs exploded after they landed on the ground, and the attacking were immediately blown up by a man and overturned!

But in just one or two minutes.

Most of the attacking were killed or injured, and the rest were completely unethical.

"Is this the power of magic?" Murphy looked at the land in the front line that was blown into a pothole by fireballs, and couldn't help but look at the mages who had already cast the spell in shock.

When he saw this, he was stunned.

Because after casting this powerful magic, all the mages, except for the magician Merlin, who was the leader, fell to the ground in a slump.

Meilin, the only standing, was also full of sweat and depressed, but he barely supported his body with a staff.
Chapter completed!