The warm breeze was blowing slightly, and the green grass seemed to be stained with a layer of halo, spreading toward the horizon.
A group of birds with colorful wings chirped and jumped happily in the grass. It seemed that nothing could disturb them.
But in this beautiful painting, there is an unpleasant rancid smell that lingers in the air for a long time.
When the grass was blown by the wind, a rotting corpse was revealed. The weapons full of gaps were thrown aside. There were also some broken sharp arrows stuck in the corpse. The body was completely mutilated due to the gnawing of insects and rats.
It looks extremely ferocious.
The wind became stronger and stronger, and more corpses were revealed. They were lying in a mess on the grass, and most of them were broken into pieces.
"Hoo..."
A ghoul emerged from a cave on the ground, quickly dragged a corpse into the ground, and a few minutes later came out and dragged a second corpse...
Viewed from a high place, this green grassland is actually covered with mutilated corpses. From time to time, large holes with a diameter of more than one meter will appear. These are the lairs of ghouls, where corpses collected from the battlefield are piled up.
Obviously there had been a fierce battle here, and the bodies of the defeated were ignored and all were randomly thrown into the wilderness.
Not long after, the sound of heavy footsteps came, frightening the ghoul who was trying to drag the body back into the cave.
But they quickly poked their heads out again, staring with blood-red eyes, and kept looking carefully in the direction of the sound.
This is a patrol team composed of wizards, knights, and elite soldiers. Everyone is fully armed. They march slowly on the grassland while vigilantly paying attention to the surrounding disturbances.
Walking at the front of the team was an ordinary soldier, equipped with a sword and a gas-tank rifle. The soldiers following him were either equipped with the same gas-tank rifle, or were carrying bows, arrows and short spears, which looked very messy.
There were about a hundred ordinary soldiers, followed by fifteen knights on war horses, each wearing armor engraved with runes and using a variety of weapons.
Surrounding these knights were their attendants, whose equipment was a little rudimentary, but not much worse.
Several wizards in black robes were also in the team. Their ferocious masks blocked their appearance, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, and a cold and ominous aura surrounded their bodies.
As the number of monks in Loucheng near Holy Dragon City increases, the Third Legion of the Wizarding World also rapidly increases its troops. These knights and wizards are among the reinforcements who have arrived, patrolling together with the soldiers who have participated in several battles.
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When passing the battlefield, the patrol members just glanced at the corpses in the grass coldly, and then continued to patrol along the fixed route.
As the war gradually eased, the number of battles between the two sides became less and less, and there was even news that the rear area was already preparing for a retreat.
After unexpectedly gaining an early victory, the top leaders of the Fifth Continent were extremely satisfied with the harvest. They believed that they should stop as soon as possible to avoid falling into the quagmire of war and unable to extricate themselves.
Once the Lingxu War Zone is prepared and uses all its strength to counterattack, the situation will be extremely unfavorable to the wizard camp.
However, there are also some senior officials who disagree with the retreat, believing that it would be a pity to give up the immediate victory. If we retreat now, we will undoubtedly lose a lot of benefits.
The two sides argued endlessly over this matter and could not come up with a result. The front line could only choose to stand firm because it could not get a clear order.
Among the ordinary soldiers, there were also some new recruits. They were full of curiosity about the gas tank rifles they had just equipped, and they would play with them from time to time.
So far, only the Third Legion is equipped with this weapon, and other legions cannot see it at all.
While walking, there were new recruits asking the veterans about the situation on the battlefield from time to time. Apparently, before coming here, someone had told them about the differences between this place and other battlefields.
"Don't worry, although those Loucheng monks like to shoot cold shots, as long as you get down in time when you hear the gunfire, there will basically be no problem!"
A veteran in the team looked at the nervous young man next to him and lowered his voice to remind him. At the same time, he patted the heavy rifle on his shoulder and said with a proud face: "This is the trophy I captured last time. Someone is bidding on it."
I didn’t even sell a hundred gold coins, how about that?”
The young soldier chuckled, touched the heavy gas tank rifle in his hand and said with a smile: "I feel comfortable using it, it feels very solid!"
"After you fight a few battles, you won't think so anymore!"
The veteran curled his lips with a look of disdain on his face, unwilling to argue with this new recruit anymore.
Across the grassland, there is an open gravel beach in front of you, and not far further there is a small river, where the patrol usually rests and eats.
"Cheer up, check your surroundings, and alert you immediately if there is any abnormality!"
The patrol leader on the war horse looked around and loudly reminded the soldiers in front that the battle some time ago had caused a lot of losses to the patrol, and they had to add some rookies with no experience. This also made the patrol leader worried.
Although there are many knights and wizards among these recruits, they have never fought against enemies using firearms. Who knows what a real fight will be like?
Just as he was about to remind his teammates, he heard a soft sound in the distance, and a blood hole appeared on the patrol leader's chest, and he fell off his horse.
"boom!"
There was another muffled sound. Among the people walking at the front, a pillar of air mixed with dirt and smoke rose into the sky. A dozen soldiers around him were lifted directly into the sky. Their bloody limbs flew high and then fell heavily.
fall.
Before these patrol members could recover, dozens of figures suddenly appeared in the grass hundreds of meters away, and intensive gunfire also rang out.
The soldiers who were caught off guard fell down in large numbers, and the horses of several knights were also hit by bullets. They either fell to the ground and screamed, or their bellies were torn open and their intestines were dragged around.
"Get down and fight back quickly!"
Although they were suddenly attacked, under the command of experienced veterans, these patrols did not mess up, but quickly used the corpses and pits as bunkers to counterattack the enemies not far away.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The unique firing sound of the gas tank rifle sounded, and metal projectiles flew towards the enemy on the opposite side. However, just when they were about to touch the enemy, they were blocked by an invisible barrier.
Looking at the blocked projectiles, the patrol members were shocked. It was only then that they noticed that there was a black cylinder inserted in front of the enemies, and the energy light curtain that blocked the projectiles came from it.
"Damn, what the hell is this?"
After dodging the incoming bullets, the veteran in the patrol cursed angrily, with a look of confusion on his face.
The weapons used by these Loucheng monks shoot very fast. They are completely different from the heavy rifles used in the past. They can completely suppress the gas tank rifles used by the patrols!
With the bullets whizzing above his head, the veteran had no time to think about it. When he found an opportunity to shoot, he saw that the knights were already controlling their horses and rushing towards the enemy.
"Damn, these idiots!"
The veteran cursed secretly, feeling very disappointed with these reckless knights.
These guys are simply looking for death. They may have been beaten to pieces by bullets before they even get in front of the enemy!
Sure enough, just as these knights were charging, dense bullets had enveloped them. Even though the knights' bodies were protected by intense energy, they were still unable to stop the extremely lethal projectiles.
"Puff puff puff!"
Flowers of blood poured out from the bodies of the knights, and the horses fell to the ground screaming. Although they were only a few hundred meters away from the enemy, they could not cross this chasm until their death.