Fang Plover slowly lowered his head, and the firelight reflected under the goggles flickered gently in the cold wind.
The one eye exposed has a quiet expression, and the dark darkness in the pupil reflects the zigzag texture in the palm of the hand - the silver smooth surface is engraved with roses and thorns, and the other side is the profile of an ancient king. Like - forest, winter wolves and hunting parties, ghosts arranged in rows, pine needles and laurel leaves, pale shells, and golden gears.
He held the dark crystal in his hand and placed it gently on the battlement.
The red light on the crystal appeared and spread.
The forest is waking up.
The selectors lined up and walked out of the bushes. Yan Xin reached out to hold the hilt of his sword and pulled his sword out of the snow. At the same time, he turned his head to look at the tall and thin lady beside him. "What do you think?" he asked. Zhuo Zhuo Qihua looked at him and smiled slightly: "I have seen many people who talk big words."
"Then why do you still believe him?" "I don't believe him." The lady turned around, her silver eyes filled with pride, "But we are here to fight, so why bother looking for any excuse? This is not the case." It’s good, I like it neat and tidy.”
She stretched out her hand forward to hold a flying snowflake, "I have long been dissatisfied with the Alliance's behavior."
"Have you ever had any issues with them?"
"Who isn't?"
Yan Xin thought thoughtfully: "Do you think the alliance has an interest in this?"
Zhuo Zhuo Qihua looked at him with some interest, showed his white teeth and smiled: "You will understand if you look at the way they jump over the wall in a hurry?"
"What about you?" she asked again.
"I," Yan Xin replied, "I just want to help those refugees."
"Then you are a really good person."
At this moment, low words were coming from the crystal pendants hanging in their ears:
"Everyone, this is Traveler."
Countless pairs of eyes were silent in the darkness. People listened to the voice quietly and looked at each other.
The voice continued:
"Next, the entire Third Division will witness this action."
"Our attack will begin in a quarter of an hour..."
"Wait a minute, how can you ensure that we don't dive into the enemy's encirclement?" A booming voice asked in the communication channel. People recognized that it was the voice of the dwarf named Sirisha, the leader of the White Rhino Adventure Group.
It's just that Fang Yu didn't answer this question.
"Falcon team, Luo Yu, Luo Hao, you move north along the valley, and turn to the west after receiving further orders from me."
"'Rhinoceros' team, Sirisha, Grigel, you go through the valley and enter the forest to the north."
"'Fox' team, Yanxin, Zhuo Zhuoqihua, you guys take care of the scout team in front of you."
"The 'Winter Wolf' team..."
In the community, the noise is gradually quieting down.
People were astonished to see the video split into two, then two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, and finally settled into a scene like an insect's compound eyes.
Wandering Ma almost stood up from his desk all at once, knocking over the cup with his hand and spilling the coffee all over the floor without even realizing it.
In Miya's communication channel, the eyes of the onlookers flashed with surprise and uncertainty. They turned around and exchanged the looks in their eyes with each other.
"How many controls is this?"
"How many charges are there?" The discussion on the community seems to have not yet figured out what happened.
But there will always be some keen people who ask, "Forty-eight, or fifty?"
"Wait a minute, you're not saying that these pictures were sent back by the clockwork goblin, are you?"
"if not?"
"Holy shit, this is controlled by one person?"
"This is a picture of a system that was broken up and almost certainly controlled by one person."
"But in fact, more than 40 control points are nothing, if the opponent is level 35 or 40."
"But do you think it's possible? A year and a half ago he was still a newcomer. Even if he completed the Dragon Witch's quest line, he is still only in his early 20s."
"But if it's level 20..."
People suddenly became strangely silent.
Miya's quiet eyes scanned each picture one by one. She counted them carefully. There were fifty-two pictures in total. Although fifty-two controls seemed nothing, she still felt a little happy in her heart.
Among the people watching, someone suddenly whistled: "Wonderful, of course, I'm not talking about this little guy, after all, that's just the way it is with more than fifty controls. But Miss Loofah, she is indeed a combat craftsman, how did you see that? ?”
Loofah smiled and said nothing.
She turned her head sideways and replied to Miya: "Sister Miya, I'll leave this to you first. I'll get off."
"Huh?" Miya looked at her a little surprised, "Are you not going to look at it anymore?"
"Fighting at this level is not interesting, but this guy has a lot of potential to grow, so I won't watch it for now, and we'll talk about it later." Loofah flipped his ponytail lightly, "At least wait until he can get to us. , let’s talk about other things.”
Miya responded and looked at the picture again, but she was not worried at all about whether the latter would come to this world.
"Miss Loofah, don't talk as if there is no suspense anymore," the person who spoke before joked again. He was not angry at all. After all, he was already familiar with the other party's character. "These more than fifty clockwork goblins It won't be of much use on a real battlefield. After all, a craftsman group may have more people than this number, and fighting is not about showing off skills."
"That's right."
But Loofah looked at the other person with a smile: "But this is not a clockwork fairy."
The man was slightly startled.
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Hearing the voice coming from the crystal, he was stunned for a moment.
She couldn't help but raise her head and look forward, but where were the enemy scouts? Just when she almost suspected that Fang Plover was taking pleasure in herself, the other party's voice came through the team channel again: "Left front, one hundred and fifty feet, traveling from northwest to southeast, at a speed of about thirty feet. "
Yan Xin held the big sword in both hands and stood beside her vigilantly. Hearing this data, he looked in that direction almost instinctively. He frowned slightly, as if he really saw a shadow flashing past in the bushes in that direction, but he was not sure.
But as Nightingale, Zhuo Zhuo Qihua was much more professional than him in this regard. A flash of surprise flashed in the former's eyes, and he instinctively raised his crossbow in that direction. But just as she was about to shoot, the voice sounded again: "Leave ten degrees to the left."
"Shadow clone..." Zhuo Zhuo Qihua simply couldn't describe the feeling in his heart at that moment. Because this skill was originally owned by Shadow Dancer, as Nightingale, she should be more familiar with it than him, but due to her negligence in the previous moment, she almost forgot this.
But the other party's reminder was as calm as if it had been expected.
Any experienced Nightingale would indeed use shadow clones to confuse the enemy in an environment where he might be exposed. She slightly tilted the crossbow in her hand to the left, and with full concentration, she had vaguely found a dark red outline in the darkness there.
That's when the detective skills take effect.
Any stealth skills are used unintentionally. In almost the same amount of confrontation, active detection is always much easier than passive hiding. Of course, the premise is that you must first figure out in which direction your target is hidden.
So Zhuo Zhuo Qihua pulled the trigger without thinking. There was a muffled sound, and the rock core next to her saw a figure falling over there.
The female leader put down her crossbow and breathed a sigh of relief. But suddenly, she was in a trance for a moment, and then she remembered how accurate the hints the other party gave her at the beginning were - it was not that she had never cooperated with combat craftsmen, but ordinary combat craftsmen could only provide It's just a rough direction.
In the confrontation between scouts, the more accurate the position judgment is, the more effective the detection skills will be——
"Isn't he putting all the clockwork fairies in this direction?"
Zhuo Zhuo Qihua was speechless for a moment, and a strange idea came to his mind:
"Does he want to pick me up?"
And she was not the only one who had the same doubts at this moment.
Panting, the dwarf thrust the ax in his hand into the ground, patted the slush on his heavy armor, and looked around. His members, most of whom were dwarves from Eldron, were cleaning the battlefield, and corpses lay scattered in the mountain stream.
He pressed his hand on the ax handle, his chest heaved so much that his long beard stood up, and he shouted into the forest: "How did you know they were coming here? How did you know we were going to set up an ambush here?" !?"
He wasn't worried that someone would discover him. They were all live broadcasting on the community anyway. Why were he still worried about this?
The dwarf's rude voice echoed in the forest, but no one answered his question for a while.
In the dark forest, there is only a small silver fairy, quietly passing through the canopy, flying nimbly among the layers of branches.
They stopped occasionally, embedded in the black crystal on them, their quiet gazes silently watching everyone who dared to go deep into the forest. Just like a silent ghost, watching the passing travelers.
There was total silence in the community, and people seemed to have forgotten what they were discussing for a moment. In their inherent impression, on a battlefield with such a complex environment, especially under the cover of night, the clockwork goblins of combat craftsmen can often only walk in the night sky and monitor the battlefield from a high position.
But the images of people traveling through the forest are all about walking in a dense forest, and precisely avoiding every branch that grows out of them. Sometimes they even avoid sudden obstacles in a pitch-black environment. Most people can only see the sky full of wind and snow in the scene of the Clockwork Fairy flying, and the occasional flash of tree branches and leaves.
The wide-angle picture showed skills beyond everyone's imagination. No one had ever imagined that using wide-field mode in a narrow environment would be such an experience. But this does not mean it is simple. Many people feel dizzy just by looking at the picture.
"Oh my god, is this guy a monster?"
"Everyone, I am an offline analyst of Steel. Let me say something..."
"If this guy can maintain this advantage, then this battle may be quite interesting. I don't really believe that the craftsmen at Crow Claw Temple have the ability to lower their goblins to this height in such weather. Come on - if we ensure that we don’t lose the advantage of our field of view, these people will have no problem at least escaping intact. No wonder they dare to boast like this."
"It's a pity that they are live broadcasting..."
"If it wasn't live broadcast, would they really have a chance to win?"
Before he finished speaking, the scene in the live broadcast changed. Several of the Clockwork Fairies saw another group of Crow Claw Temple scouts from different angles in their field of vision, and the latter did not realize that they had been exposed at all. fact.
Time seemed to freeze in the community for a moment, and everyone watched this scene silently, hissing and gasping for air. They really didn't understand how the other party was able to find the scouts who were hiding in the forest and belonged to the Crow Claw Temple so quickly in the complete darkness.
But this question is too simple for Fang Plover, because the picture that seems dark to others is actually as bright as day to him. The 'Calamity Star' developed from the 'Silver Bee' originally had a night vision module, not to mention that since the Ring of Golden Flame was rekindled, the power of the Dragon King seemed to have returned to him again.
Of course, more importantly, his clockwork fairy flew lower——
In the midst of the lingering wind and snow, Fang Plover turned his head slightly and glanced at the light screen of the system hanging on his side. In the live broadcast above, the scouts were still unaware.
He gently picked up the communication crystal.
In fact, when the first batch of scouts were lost, Bard Blackfeather had already received a warning from the wizard. Every scout they sent out was left with a magic mark. When the body disappeared, the magic mark also disappeared and the news from the front line was transmitted back to the rear.
However, apart from knowing that the owner of the mark may have died, the wizards could not obtain any more information. Based on the information obtained from them, the knights on the staff marked on the map the last place where each team of scouts disappeared. position.
And based on these directions, we can get the possible direction of the opponent and the speed of advancement.
But these tasks are actually somewhat unnecessary.
"They reacted much faster than we did."
"They kept changing directions, and the frontline scouts couldn't catch their movements at all."
"We don't know at all what direction they will attack from now. It will be troublesome if they concentrate their forces to attack Lord Feimoen's camp to the west."
"But we can't ignore the camp to the east."
The Gray Knights were talking a lot.
And Bader Black Feather was looking at the image that appeared on the screen with a gloomy expression.
Their scouts were being beaten on the outskirts of the forest, but they couldn't do anything about it, even though they could clearly see it all happening through the 'live' video. After all, they did not send selectors to every scout team, nor could they contact each team through communication crystals. In fact, as an army dominated by indigenous people, it was impossible to do so.
Behind the guard, the chief wizard and the alliance officials looked at each other. They seemed to suddenly realize that the reason why the other party did not shy away from them and blatantly ambush the scouts they sent out was probably because they had guessed this. a little.
Even if they saw the scene on the screen from behind, what could they do?
The other party is simply confident.
"Artisans."
Bud raised his eyebrows slightly and suddenly whispered: "Let the craftsmen go into battle."
He turned around, looked at the alchemists in black coats, and said solemnly: "Everyone, I want you to drive away the other party's clockwork goblins, can you do it?"
The leading craftsman there pondered for a moment, but then nodded confidently: "Master Warden, in this weather, there will definitely be a lot of damage if the Clockwork Fairy rashly lowers it below the canopy. But I took a look, We have far more manpower than the other side, and even ten for one is a good deal - as long as this ratio does not exceed, we can guarantee that our side will replenish the clockwork goblins to the front line faster."
Bader Black Feather nodded with great satisfaction: "Very good, don't worry about the loss, let me see your strength."
The leading craftsman bowed slightly and walked down.
The alliance officials seemed to be infected by the other party's confidence, and couldn't help but praise: "That's right, let's show them our strength."
"It's the strength of the temple." Bard glanced at him and corrected.
The official shrugged and didn't care.
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"The other side's scouts turned."
"It's the clockwork goblin," Luo Hao's voice came from the crystal, "The other party also sent the clockwork goblin. They should have discovered our movements through the clockwork goblin and notified the frontline scout, Ed. "
"We also found unknown structures here," Yan Xin's voice sounded: "About three, and there seem to be more in the sky."
"The other party's scout team is gathering, and they seem to have found our location."
The team's communication was directly transmitted to everyone's ears through the live broadcast. People were a little quiet for a while, and the clockwork goblin on the side of Crow Claw Temple moved. If the previous view was a one-sided advantage, then now it has at least entered the stage of even competition.
But it was obvious that the strength of the Crow's Claw Temple was far greater than that of the Redeemed. In a balanced battle, they were not optimistic about Fang Plover's side. In fact, the previous feeling of being fooled in everyone's heart gradually disappeared, and most people - even those who were originally opposed to the redeemed party, began to worry about the situation here.
Most people sympathize with the weak, not to mention the strength shown by Fang Plover, which vaguely allowed them to see something. The defeat that occurred in the Turbid Realm, the new generation of stars that the domestic competition area has lacked in the past two years, seems to have found what everyone is looking for here.
Then they heard an exaggerated voice from the live broadcast: "Oh, brother Ed... there are so many clockwork fairies, they are swooping down...!"
Everyone's heart skipped a beat.
They didn't expect that the craftsmen from the Crow's Claw Temple would not show any signs of weakness and lowered the Clockwork Goblin below the canopy - this was obviously a stab at bayonet. They figured it out almost in an instant. The other party wanted to rely on their numerical advantage and destroy the redeemed party's vision advantage regardless of losses.
This is trouble.
Almost everyone has such an idea in their mind.
But at that moment, people saw that among the countless divided fields of view in the live broadcast, almost one-third of the pictures all made a uniform movement. I saw that among the separated shots, each shot was rotating upwards, looking into the night sky.
And at that moment.
A third of the craftsmen at Raven's Claw Temple feel they have lost control of the clockwork goblins.
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