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But Biglas no longer has the extra energy to think about that much.
If you haven't been in it and personally fought against the Orc Sword Master, you can't even imagine the tremendous pressure.
These masters of martial arts, just watching from the sidelines, can make the bones in the whole body feel sore like a sharp blade ripping the bones, not to mention that there are troll shadow hunters watching eagerly from the sidelines.
The huge gap in individual combat can only be made up by quantity.
As a veteran who has survived through mountains of swords and seas of fire, Biglas understands that the will to fight does not mean being stubborn, and that fighting hard can only lead to bad things, so he took the lead in launching an attack, hoping to disrupt the opponent's position and win in the chaos.
You cannot shout. Before you understand the other party's intentions, any action that may cause chaos on your side is stupid and dangerous.
In the flash of lightning, Biglas figured it out. The opponent's elites were all out, either preparing beheading tactics or preparing to destroy the core of the fortress, creating opportunities for the tribal army outside the high wall.
What the enemy wants to do is what we must stop, and what the enemy wants is what we must destroy.
Inside Thoradin's Wall, the maze-like passages themselves are part of the defense system. For encountering such a difficult enemy in the mechanical power control area that controls Thoradin and the others, it is most likely a traitor who leads the way.
Unfortunately, Thoradin's Gate is not an ordinary castle drawbridge that can be easily destroyed and opened. Thoradin's Wall is the culmination of thousands of years of human wisdom and power. It is an unbreakable wall built by the Arathor Empire with all its might. Even if the nobles moved north and the royal family moved south, the Unbreakable Wall fell into the hands of the Stromgarde regime. The Bertone family can only allocate human, financial and material resources to perform minimal maintenance on the internal control system of Thoradin's Wall.
As one of the people in charge, Biglas knew that the best way to break the deadlock was to destroy the power system and jam the control system before the orcs did.
Because the outermost gate is made of the strongest red cedar trees in the Arathi Highlands that are hundreds of years old, wedged together as a whole, and then inlaid with copper-clad cast iron.
The one-meter-thick wooden door soaked and processed with special potion would be a nightmare for any attacker.
If you think this is the end, then you underestimate the command of the ancients.
Because behind the gate. There is a 100-meter-long corridor to enter, with iron gates at the top of the gate every 10 meters and lifting barriers every 5 meters out. It fully embodies the true meaning of the four words "heartbroken and crazy". There are also shooting holes and oil spreading platforms at the top of the corridor. Once the kerosene is spread, the torch is thrown, and the crossbows and arrows are poured down. The attacker will find that breaching the door is only the beginning of a nightmare.
Not a trace of hesitation. Biglas decided that even if he gave up the possibility of pursuit, he would first activate the blocking device of the corridor to completely eliminate the tribe's hope of attacking.
The endless turns of thoughts and psychological trade-offs happen in the blink of an eye.
After making up his mind, Biglas pulled out his sword and took the lead to meet him.
When encountering enemies on a narrow road, the brave one wins, and when facing an enemy who is stronger than oneself, one cannot be at a disadvantage in terms of momentum. during the first wave of attacks. Biglas was keenly aware that in the aisle with limited space, the performance of the orc sword master was actually greatly restricted. Those large-open and large-close moves cannot be used due to environmental restrictions, and the number of people fighting head-on is actually limited. Biglas cannot take advantage of his own numerical advantage, and the tribe cannot demonstrate its crushing combat power. .
So the key to this sudden encounter lies in who takes control of the agency control room first!
"For the Alliance. Destroy them!"
"For the Alliance!"
Biglas shouted and took the lead in launching a charge.
The guards couldn't help but be stunned. Didn't you agree to retreat to the agency room?
But since his own generals were on board, he had no choice but to follow.
Biglas almost couldn't help but curse these idiots.
Seeing that the guards did not understand his strategic intention of attacking in the east and west at all, Biglas' original feint attack turned into a serious one.
The swords met, and the force transmitted from the sword to the wrist told Biglas that he could win!
It's nice that the first opponent isn't a strength type.
Although Biglas refuses to accept old age, in his forties, he is at the peak of his skills, but his physical strength has begun to decline.
After circling around the sword and using his iron shoulder armor to miss the opponent's tricky blow, the legendary sword Tokaral has completed the change of hands. With just a stagger of positions, Biglas inserted the [Troll Slayer] into the back of a sword master with his backhand.
A complete combination of strength and skill, Biglas' acrobatic acrobatic steps and unconstrained sword skills not only inspired his own guards, but also aroused the fighting spirit of his opponents.
"Today, this knife must be destroyed here."
A shadow hunter squeezed away the orc swordmaster beside him and walked towards Bigras with overwhelming anger.
"old……"
Sighing silently in his heart, Biglas handed the sword in his left hand back to his right hand. Killing an enemy with one blow looks extremely cool, but Biglas himself knows that this killer move is all about suddenness and surprise. After using it in front of so many people, once it is used, If the opponent is prepared, it will be difficult for him to be effective again. What's more, forcing his body to perform such a difficult action without fully moving his body, and at the same time having to tense up mentally, put Biglas' already declining physical coordination under a huge test. His body felt faintly nauseated and he was out of shape. .
But you have to go up even if you don't. When you are desperate like this, do you expect your subordinates to help you block the knife?
Although Biglas believed in Wu Ping, he would not put all his hopes on that young man. There was only one reason for the reverse impact, and that was that there was a window not far away. Biglas was going to throw something that made noise and light up to wake up his boys.
No matter whether the agency control room is opened or destroyed, it is not a matter of one person. It is a matter of a few buttons. You can not rush it for now, but early warning work must be done.
Biglas was a little confused, how did these orcs get in?
At the same time, I was also a little annoyed. I believed too much in the solid defense of Thoradin's Wall. I only set up early warning beacons on the outside and on the top floor, but there was no corresponding alarm mechanism inside.
I really want to yell at the top of my lungs.
While fighting the Shadow Hunters, Biglas was distracted, thinking in his mind how likely the guards would hear him if he opened his throat, and how likely they would be able to organize a reliable defense after hearing it.
The final conclusion is that in front of [Troll Killer], trolls are scum.
Completely relaxed and guided by the legendary sword in his hand, Biglas was like a demon possessed, slashing, blocking, and thrusting, stabbing to death the elite unit among the trolls, the Shadow Hunter.
You all know that what I’m holding is [Troll Killer], and yet I’m giving it away like this...
At the moment when the troll died, Biglas recovered his mind and continued to deal with the situation in front of him.
In front of the orc sword master, the guards could only rely on the group array to support themselves, and could not give their generals any more help.
But there were still two meters away from the window, and firing the flare required both hands, which made Biglas difficult.
At this moment, three screams came from outside the window, followed by three boom-boom roars, breaking the tranquility of the night.
Red, yellow and red flares.
Enemy attack!
"Retreat, retreat!"
Wu Ping succeeded! Biglas was overjoyed. It seemed that he could live longer.
On the battlefield, there is no opportunity for long speeches. Withdraw, retrace, a simple password says it all. The guards fought for casualties and exchanged the lives of two young men to get Biglas back to the array, and then retreated to the agency control room fighting and retreating.
It would be nice to bring a few more shields. Biglas watched his good boys fall down one after another, so he pushed away the support of the people around him, slowed down and dragged him to the back of the team, joining the rear defense.
Veterans have the ruffianism of veterans, and veterans should have the demeanor of veterans.
Biglas never considered himself a good general, but he never denied that he was a qualified veteran. (To be continued)
