The gargoyles under the open sky have extremely strong ability to "harasse" and in wars of more than a hundred people, their role is not to "kill and injure", but to have an impact on the "morality" of the entire army.

The most important thing in the battlefield in the cold weapon era is not formation or equipment, but the "morality" of soldiers - when all soldiers are afraid of attacks from above their heads, they can no longer focus on the enemies in front of them. In this way, the collapse of will is only a matter of time, and defeat is inevitable.

Roddy had a very deep understanding of this, so he and Nata used bows and arrows to introduce the gargoyle into the jungle. In this way, the cavalry team could face the enemy with the highest fighting spirit without worrying about threats from the sky.

But Roddy never thought that his plan was secretly secret: the gargoyle chasing Nata would become an "accident" in the plan...

The arranged fishing nets and dense forests put the gargoyles at an extreme disadvantage - just like a sea boat sailing into a mine-covered sea, the further they move, the greater the risk of "stepping on the mine".

But three minutes after the battle began, the gargoyle chasing Nata not only did not fall, but quickly adapted to the rhythm of flying in the jungle and threatened Nata several times!

The reason is that its individual is smaller than the other three companions, so its movements are more flexible and its flight speed is faster... It may have been just a "defective product" with poor quality, but at this time it brought an unprecedented threat to Nata!

Nata had already run the predetermined area of ​​the woods according to the steps Roddy explained, but the gargoyle following behind did not fall, but instead attacked more and more fiercely.

She tried to fight back, but even though the arrow hit the other party, she could not break the tough petrified skin...

This result made Nata extremely passive. When the gargoyle swept over her head again, because of the fierce dodging movement, her short bow hung on the trunk of the tree and had to abandon it.

Everything was getting worse and worse, but at this time the cavalry had already been in the distance, and no one could help her at all.

Although Roddy was close, she did not notice her predicament at this time.

"Forest" is the "home court" for Roddy, so his posture is extremely leisurely. [Frost Thorn] pushes arrows out one after another. Although the hit rate is not high, Roddy is actually using this method to dominate the gargoyle's route...

The two gargoyles were no match for Roddy at all. They all hit the fishing net in just two minutes and then landed on the ground with a "crackling" sound.

Compared with the life-and-death battle in Parr Town, Roddy's battle was completely "free from blood". He carried a short bow and hummed a small song to step onto the dying gargoyle, and swung a scimitar like harvesting wheat and chopped down...

After the final attack was over, Roddy realized Nata's embarrassment. He frowned and looked at it, and then quickly noticed the strangeness of the last gargoyle.

The short bow was raised, and the burst arrow pointed at the gargoyle instantly, but Roddy thought about it, but slowly let go of the bowstring.

After a few steps, he picked up the short bow left by Akasha, opened the "Run" and "Run" to catch up with Nata, reached out on the route she was passing by and threw the bow over-

"Where is your archery?!"

Roddy's loud shout was shocked at the scene. She instinctively caught the short bow, but almost tripped to the ground by a piece of short wood under her feet...

"What are you thinking? Escape cannot kill the enemy!"

The gargoyle whizzed past Roddy's head, but he ignored it and continued to shout this sentence to Nata.

Nata thought Roddy would help, but when she heard these two sentences, she suddenly understood something while holding the short bow. Her originally tired and panicked expression gradually returned to calm...

Adjusting his breathing and adjusting his steps, Nata seized the opportunity and turned around and made a counterattack posture. After three arrows were shot out in a row, she avoided the gargoyle's attack by a slight difference in the fallen leaves rolled up by the wind!

A dangerous scene happened in front of me, and Roddy, who was standing not far away, still did not move.

Nata's arrow was bounced away by the gargoyle's skin again. Although the attack was invalid, Nata, who calmed down, noticed that the other party's flight direction did deviate at that moment...

This conclusion suddenly made her feel strong fighting spirit suddenly rise in her heart, so Nata, who regained her short bow, went from one extreme to another... from absolute passive escape to absolute active attack. After almost all the arrows in the arrow pouch were poured out, this difficult gargoyle finally fell into the ground due to a flight error!

"Bang!"

Looking at the corpse that broke in front of him, Natan's ever-indifferent face suddenly felt a little unspeakable. Her eyes turned to Roddy, and her permanently pursed lips slightly opened, but before she could express her gratitude, Roddy raised her hand and threw an arrow bag full of arrows, turned over and rode on the horse.

"This is not the end, the battle has just begun."

*******

Three kilometers away, the catacombs.

"Summoning so many puppets... It seems that you are still in a lot of trouble."

Magda's voice echoed in the tomb, his tone was cold and condescending.

"Sir, some unopposed guys want to provoke the authority of Kiger Town. Viscount Tlanca's troops are not strong enough to solve these problems, so I just chose to help..."

Ansardin took a respectful attitude and replied with his head down.

Knowing that his body was about to be repaired, Magda no longer had the patience to stay in the third floor underground and was silenced. He was carrying the remaining hand on his back, his eyes swept across Ansadin, and then he stayed on the shiny magic circle: "A man with no eyes? Can you use so many puppets, and the human struggle... has it risen to the level of war?"

Ansardin lowered her head, trying to hide her expression, and replied in a low voice: "Just make sure no one knows that I'm taking action, sir."

Magda did not comment, and walked in the stone chamber for a while, and spoke, "I haven't found my bow yet?"

"Sir, your bow... According to investigation, it must have been taken away by the guy named Roddy-"

Ansadin's answer made Magda suddenly clench his right hand, and a sound of joint friction sounded, but in the end he didn't continue to say anything... Obviously, this is a shame that is unforgettable for the "Windler".

"But in order to help you recover your combat effectiveness as soon as possible, I specially found this bow..."

He did the whole show, An Tuhao didn't care about losing some treasures so that Magda would continue to be kept in the dark, so he respectfully reached out to take out a bone bow from the cabinet and held it up in front of Magda with both hands.

The "Windler" didn't look at An Sardin, reached out to pick up the bone bow and weighed it, and then put it back.

“It’s too far.”

"Just...just replace it for the time being, sir."

Under Magda's usual arrogant attitude, Ansadin tried hard to accompany her smile, but she had already turned on the Magda family tree and scolded her.

He wanted to say something, but the magic crystal that suddenly cracked on the puppet magic array made the two turn their heads at the same time.

"Click."

After a clear sound of shattering, a magic crystal on the edge of the magic array suddenly lost its original bright luster. Ansadin narrowed his eyes and was about to say something, but Magda sneered: "It seems that your puppet is really useless, and even humans can't beat it?"

Ansadin tried hard to laugh, but a turmoil caused in his heart: the magic crystal represented no other puppet, but one of the four gargoyles!

In theory, gargoyles are definitely the puppet with the highest survival rate. How could they be the first to be destroyed?

Magda stood by the magic circle with interest and continued to ask, "Who is coming? The noble's private soldiers?"

"Yes...a private soldier, sir."

As soon as he finished speaking, two "cracks" sounds, two more magic crystals shattered in the magic circle - Ansadin's face became increasingly ugly: he was actually a gargoyle!

Magda, who was standing by, didn't know that this was a gargoyle, just shook his only shoulders and said, "Do I tell His Majesty Augustine about this? Three of Ansadin's puppets were destroyed by human army. I'm afraid that even His Majesty wouldn't believe it."

This is actually the consensus of the undead: the weakest puppet is stronger than ordinary soldiers. Even if it is a "earth puppet" with weaker overall strength, it is not empty talk to face human soldiers.

Ansadin's eyebrows trembled slightly - it was impossible to say that he was not angry because of such a sarcastic sarcasm, but the pharmacist was quite scheming and just tried to squeeze out a smile and said, "This is an expected loss... After all, the enemy's strength is stronger than expected, but there will definitely be similar love in the future-"

Before he could finish his words, another magic crystal cracked open as if mocking, without giving An Sardin any face.

At this point, all four gargoyles were destroyed.

Ansadin felt a little uneasy in his heart - there were only nine people on the other side, how could he kill four gargoyles?

It’s also because the undead won’t sweat, otherwise he would have raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead at this time.

In the next two minutes, Ansadin looked at the magic circle in front of him with breath, clenched his fingers slightly, and felt very nervous - but what made him relieved was that the remaining magic crystals were not going to break.

It was just an accident, there were thirty puppets... No matter how strong the nine people on the other side were, they would definitely be directly crushed.

"It seems that the battle is over?"

Magda is an amateur in "necromancer". He judged this conclusion from time to time. However, he was ridiculed by the previous few words of ridicule, but he was not so stupid that he hoped the puppet would lose.

"Sir, that's just a group of clowns who jump, it's not worth mentioning."

Ansadin raised his head and smiled, and the uneasiness in his heart slowly dissipated - he didn't know why he was so nervous... It would probably not take long before he could see the iron golem carrying Roddy's head to him.

Haha, then you have to take a good look at Magda's expression... You can't kill Roddy himself, it will definitely be more uncomfortable for Magda than throwing away a bow and arrow.

If you hold the responsibility accountable, you will push it on Tranka and just say that you are just helping, and this guy will definitely have no reason to get angry at him...

Ansadin fantasized about the subsequent results of the incident and laughed unconsciously, then quickly "coughed" to hide his inner plan. However, just as he was about to walk out of the tomb and wait outside for the puppet to return, the sound from behind him made his originally proud expression completely frozen.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"
Chapter completed!