Chapter 133 Progress

King Gelin stood in front of his position, pacing fiercely, and from time to time he would hit the ground with his whip, making bursts of snapping sounds.

돗놅 glanced at the shaman and ogre who were kneeling on the ground. The shamans were all lying on the ground in fear, waiting for their fate. Although they had learned some spells, they still lacked the right to speak.

Today's situation is even worse than yesterday. Three hunting teams wasted a day and didn't even have enough food to fill their bellies.

"Trash, trash, all trash!"

There are so many open mouths in the camp, so you can't drink the northwest wind, right?

King Ge Lin looked at them fiercely.

"King... calm down. There is no food around here. We have to go further."

The shaman who followed the hunting team spoke bitterly and told the brother Lin Wang his conclusion. They could only find two or three kittens in a day's trek. If they really want to get a lot of food, they have to attack other animals. 놅Settlement, 녦They can't afford to offend.

Those are all ferocious and large monsters, and some are even bigger and terrifying than wild ogres. How dare we provoke these guys - even those who enter their feeding area are small.

"I don't want to hear your explanation as to why you were able to get food before, but now you don't have any!"

King Ge Lin whipped those ogres hard. After finding that they did not dare to resist, King Ge Lin beat harder and harder.

He didn't dare to smoke those shamans. If they were beaten to death, it would be a great loss to the camp. He could also beat the ogres who dared not resist to vent their anger.

"Hmph...If you don't bring back any food, you will all be used as food for me!"

According to a few wise men in the camp, they caught river fish in the river, which barely met their food needs. They used a lot of wood to build a wooden embankment, and cast a net on it to stop the fish in the river. .

That can provide them with a lot of food, and relying on the dam, they can also grow a large number of crops and divert water to cut off the source. This kind of thing that harms others and benefits themselves is normal for them.

They think competition is natural.

The shamans begged again, they could not defeat the King of Gorin, and the strong were respected. This was also the nature of their race. They admired the strong and bullied the weak. If the strong wanted them to die, they had to die.

"King, we will definitely bring enough food back here!"

Brother Lin Wang lost some of his anger and turned around to look at them.

"Once? Then I will give you another chance. Yesterday you said you would definitely do it today, and the day before yesterday you said you would definitely do it yesterday."

King Lin tilted his body, grinned with broken teeth, and yelled loudly, scolding his men.

"You and I promise that we will be able to solve those forest spiders! What next? I haven't dared to go out to collect these days! Solve it? Where can we solve it?"

All the shamans were silent.

Those spiders didn't listen to their communication at all. If they came close, the spiders would fly away and escape.

They didn't give them any chance at all, and then attacked their fruit-gathering team as usual the next day. They strengthened their weapons to allow the fruit-gathering team to go out.

They were able to change the subject and agreed.

"King, we will definitely bring back enough food to the territory tomorrow. All the animals around here will be caught. If we go further, we will definitely have enough food."

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The bayonet sank into the flesh.

The last one, Lin Shaman, wailed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and made no sound again.

The soldiers in gray clothes replenished their guns one by one for the trolls who fell on the ground, and replenished the brothers, confirming that they were dead.

The thick skin of the ogre makes even the bayonet seem weak, but the lead bullet can carry huge kinetic energy to tear open the thick skin at close range, sending deadly projectiles into the target's body.

This long and narrow mountain road was densely scattered with green corpses, and there were also a large number of iron-wood spears and wooden bucklers, including some wooden bows. These brothers are no longer the rusty daggers and daggers they used to be. They are armed with crude but powerful weapons that can fight against human troops on the battlefield.

Then, they all screamed and fell to the ground under the intensive volleys of the musketeers, and were drowned by the black wave rushing out of the forest.

The time came when they began to explore outside.

"Are you going to collect their bodies?"

The soldiers asked Captain 놅 who was standing by and watching them execute the plan.

"No, gather the bodies together and burn them. Don't let them see our fighting style. Collect all the weapons and destroy them together."

The corps commander was appointed as a temporary sergeant. The corps commander let out a breath.

He planned to place these alien corpses here to frighten other golins and trolls who discovered this place. Make them afraid, this is a demonstration of power.

Weapons must be destroyed to avoid recycling.

He was appointed to be in charge of the most difficult part of this mission, and set out to attack the camp with a hunting team consisting of ten wild ogres and nearly a hundred brothers, as well as five shamans or shamans. mage.

In this way, there are three hunting teams, and they spread out to explore from three directions, up, left, and down.

The Musketeers set their sights on the downward exploration hunting team, in order to prevent them from going too deep while hunting and accidentally discovering the territory. The musketeers swept away the prey in the lower half of the area, turning it into a vacuum zone for animals through hunting and driving.

They found it difficult to get food in the lower area, so they didn't put the weight in the lower area.

This place is full of dense forests, and the sound attenuation is very fast in such dense forests. At a distance of 20 kilometers, the sergeant guarantees that no one can hear the sound of their firing.

They can't let any member of the hunting team escape, and bring the information back to their camp.

They have to target those small green golems. The big ones can't run away, and those taller ones with red patterns on their bodies won't run away either. They will think of resisting.

These resistances mean that they can't run away anymore.

Those small ones, when they hear the sound, they want to bury their heads in the soil and run fast.

They slipped into the forest in an instant, and there was no trace of them.

In order to deal with these fast-running golins, the sergeant used a large number of troops on the flanks of the hunting team. The soldiers and scout spiders had already laid a tight interception network on the way back to the camp. They would not run into this wall of death head-on if they returned along the starting path.

Carrying these excellent scouts, they had an amazing information advantage in the forest. Information and speed were the key to their victory.

The two-legged camp hunting team, the trolls and golins had no power to resist them, could not run faster than them, and could not compete with the musketeers in battle.

As the soldiers confirmed the deaths one by one with their bayonets, their operation was successfully completed.

One of the twenty manpower of the alien camp was handed over here.

They also lost twenty scout spiders.

These scout spiders covered with thick chitin carapaces have a larger body and thicker shell than other spiders due to secondary growth. But in single combat, they are only slightly stronger than Golins, and their combat ability is not particularly outstanding.

A mage's fireball can kill them, and the ogre's hammer will kill them if they are hit.

If they encounter shield swordsmen in front of them in equal numbers, they will die.

The loss is within their acceptable range.

These fragile reconnaissance units are put into frontal combat and fight hand-to-hand for the territory's musketeers. If they suffer losses, it is almost certain that they will die.

These scout spiders are originally used as replacement units for melee troops to delay targets in battle.

At this time, the scout spider hunters fully utilized their concealment and surprise attack capabilities, which led to their seemingly good results.

60 musketeers and 300 scout spider hunters ambushed 200 ogre Jacolin hybrid troops and won a great victory.

They did not have an overall force advantage, but a local force advantage could be created.

The sergeant watched the soldiers pick up the spider corpses, put them together, and ignite the flames, letting the flames devour the bodies of these war beasts.

When the flames went out, they would be left with white ash on the ground.