Buzz, buzz, buzz...
The buzz of the chain sword rang out on the silent battlefield. The surrendered beasts raised their hands and knelt on the ground, showing a surrender posture. As soon as the people heard the buzz of the chain sword, As soon as there was a buzzing sound, I felt the hairs all over my body bursting and trembling, as if every inch of muscle did not belong to me.
In just half an hour, they watched with their own eyes as the fireballs and ice spears of those powerful Warcraft nobles were split apart by this strange-looking weapon that made strange sounds.
Another long barrel-shaped weapon made a deafening sound, tearing apart the flesh of their companions and those Warcraft nobles.
They wanted to run but found that their way back had been cut off. They were obviously bigger, thicker-skinned, and much more numerous than their opponents, but they just lost.
Many surrendered beastmen would tremble subconsciously when they looked up at the Astral Knights in heavy metal armor. The bloody, cruel, and violent scene had turned into the thickest shadow, reflecting on them. Deep in the soul.
At this moment, the forest has also been razed to the ground. There are giant trees everywhere that have been shattered by bombs, and the grass has been messed up under the blade of the chain sword. The horizontal and vertical slash marks are like Like a child graffiti, the whole land was messed up.
The arrogant and arrogant Warcraft nobles have been beaten into a puddle of flesh, and the arrogance in their eyes and the real fear when they meet the enemy can be seen from the remaining heads.
While looking at the rows of big beastmen squatting down and holding their heads in their hands, Patton touched his helmet.
"Maybe we think too highly of them. They are indeed big and their strength is decent, but the weapons they use are really too backward."
This was what he was saying. Although the data observed by the beastmen through their helmets Not tall, but big enough.
Patton was afraid that the opponent would come up with some unprecedented and weird abilities, so he went all out with all his firepower as soon as they came up, but he never thought that their attack would be like a piece of rag being torn apart by a strong wind.
The other party was completely blown away by the wind, and then torn into pieces.
The metal faces behind the helmets of the other Astral Knight recruits also showed frustration. There was no way, the opponents were too weak. The internal military statistics system of the Achilles warriors was very strict. Every helmet had Special runes are connected to record the number of enemies killed and the quality of the enemies.
Just these beasts and half-orcs, haha, their leaders, those Warcraft men riding on big lizards, are just like that.
To put it bluntly, Achilles warriors are special structure puppets that specialize in defense and strength, and have weapons to assist in attack. Each of them targets first-level life forms. It is really difficult to deal with those second-level apprentice level Warcraft. too easy.
Patton looked at it, feeling a little frustrated but still sticking to his post. He shook his head as he carefully cleaned the space knights on the battlefield, and casually pulled up a rope that was enchanted with the runes of tenacity and shrinkage.
"Follow me and see the execution of you by the Chapter Master..."
Patton pulled the rope, and the beastmen stood up obediently one by one, but looking at their blank eyes and trembling hair, it was... Patton patted his helmet, and he suddenly remembered.
"Oh, by the way, you don't understand. You are so weak..."
You can't even understand what people are saying.
.........
The temporary command center
is at a temporary command position. As the chapter leader, Willix is talking with the first company commander and the chaplains about the next strategic deployment.
Around them, the auxiliary basic puppets responsible for engineering construction were rapidly building a position system composed of special metals, and began to quickly deploy heavy magic crystal artillery.
The Astral Knight, who is good at driving, started the tank, and the battlefield tank began to quickly transform into a battlefield mode, while the light and heavy tanks, suspension tanks, etc. began to slowly advance outwards, trying to widen the battlefield as much as possible to prepare for all possible accidents that might happen next. Be prepared for the situation.
Dong dong dong...
Heavy footsteps came from outside, and a veteran of the Astral Knights who wore two gold stars symbolizing military merit on his chest pushed open the metal door and walked in.
"What's the matter?"
Willix said without raising his head. As he spoke, he pointed at a certain mountain range with his finger. The other two priests adjusted the data of the mountain range and put forward their own suggestions.
The veteran raised his chest and raised his head, shouting at Willix.
"Leader of the Chapter! A reconnaissance team arrested the half-orcs who tend to be at the bottom of the local civilization system, and according to the team leader's description, the power of half-orcs and warcraft is relatively low!"
Oh?
Willix raised his head. He didn't expect that one of the reconnaissance teams that had just dispersed had already grasped the situation, and they also thought that the Warcraft were relatively weak.
Willix's sight affected the first company commander next to him. The first company commander quickly stood up straight and said in a deep voice.
"Chapter Commander, every leader of the reconnaissance team I choose is a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles. They are all veterans of the Astral Knights Chapter."
What he meant was that the team he chose What you say must be well-founded and reliable.
Bang!
After hearing these words, Willix turned around and walked out of the command center. The chairs next to him were knocked to the ground by his huge body, making a harsh sound.
If that's the case, then let's see it carefully. No matter how good the enemy's data is, it's not as good as seeing it with your own eyes.
As soon as he went out, Willix saw the leader of the reconnaissance team not far away, and even saw the two medals hanging in front of the leader.
A very good young man. He has two medals of honor at a young age. He may have a better position in the war group in the future.
Nodding to Patton, Willix came to a tauren.
This is a typical buffalo, a minotaur, with crescent-shaped horns, blue-black skin, and very powerful muscles and height. It is two and a half meters tall. It looks majestic and looks like a muscular man. , but the gentleness and fear revealed in his eyes had completely betrayed his mentality.
Willix stretched out his hand to strangle the tauren by the neck and picked him up. He could ascertain the tauren's physical condition and strength through its blood flow, muscle trembling, heart rate and feel of the runes on his palms. eight.
Well, it's indeed very weak. It's just a show of strength. The strength seems to be just passable. The muscle tissue is not suitable for running long distances.
It is suitable for planting in the rear areas. In large-scale battlefields, it can only be used to bluff people.
This is Willix's final evaluation of this tauren.
After personally examining these big beastmen one by one, Willix probably knew what they were. After learning about the strength of the beastmen through Patton's description, Willix felt that their battle group's tactics should be adjusted. .
He was a little disappointed, the enemy was not as powerful as he thought.
(End of chapter)