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Chapter 39: The Song of Eternal Night [Eleven]

The monsters on the desperate plain did not wait until the next midnight.

Almost the first time the gnolls fled the pass, they launched an attack.

Fluffy dog-headed man holding a wooden shield in his hand.

The deer man, like a man, was covered with armor made of vine man.

They don't want to wait until tomorrow.

Every extra second you stay in the desperate plain, the probability of encountering danger increases by one minute.

Race against time.

Before the arrival of the Hell Army, knock on the door in front of you, and then stay away from this land that is about to be cursed.

This is the consensus of all living beings on the plain of desperate situation.

So when Gao Wen saw that there was a male lion mixed in the dog-headed man, he didn't have much unexpected emotions.

"shooting!"

A large number of feather arrows fell into the charge of monsters.

"Pull upwards ninety degrees and shoot again!"

Another group of feather arrows fell, and a piece of white land was cleared on the road of the monster's charge.

"Comprehensive coverage of the strikes, no need to save arrows."

Carrying a spear and sitting on the simple city wall filled with stones, Gao Wen calmly looked at the dog-headed man running away crazy under the rain of arrows.

No pressure!

It is impossible for seven or eight hundred kobolds to pass through the fortress with nearly two archers and two archer towers to guard.

In front of this fortress, less than 200 meters wide, there is a four-meter-high stone wall.

Above the fortress, there are a group of elite swordsmen waiting for them!

No monsters rushed through the shooters' defense.

Reality is not a film and television drama, and there will be no such a man who can bounce the arrow with a knife.

Even if there is, it is not something that these guys who are not as good as dogs can do.

When he could not fight back, the firepower net created by hundreds of archers was enough to dispel the fighting will of this group of kobold men.

Soon, after two consecutive shocks were launched.

The dog-kowled man left behind a hundred corpses and retreated.

Some shooters have advanced.

Looking at the lucky man's fighting spirit bursting all over his body, Gao Wen's eyes were twitching.

"This is the treatment that the defensive party should enjoy!"

When he walked closer, he patted the Sagittarius's shoulder with a blank expression. Gao Wen said to him with a smile: "Come on, do it well, and when the battle is over, I will marry you a wife."

Archer: "..."

The IQ is only equal to the military ant, and the meaning of "marrying a wife" cannot be understood.

The praised archer just nodded silently. Then he pulled up the archer again and waited for the enemy's next attack with his companions.

......

......

The kowtowish Watt was beaten to autism!

The tribe members' charges twice in succession did not even step into the Twilight Canyon!

"Damn human shooters! There weren't so many before!"

Watching this scene from a high altitude, it flapped its wings violently, wishing to turn into a dragon eagle to rush into the archers' positions, killing itself in a big way to gain opportunities for its tribe.

Unfortunately, as a rare kowtower warlock, Watt was unable to transform into a powerful air combat monster such as "Dragon Eagle", "Griffin", and "Wingdragon".

Perhaps after it crosses the bronze threshold, it can get the gift of the Dragon God and awaken the dragon wing form?

Watt doesn't want to hope.

It now just wants to take the tribe away from here and survive as before.

Fall from high altitude.

Wat, who was in contact with the transformed, looked at the deer leader in front of him with a cold face.

"We're finished."

"Don't give up, my friend."

"Damn the deer man, you don't need to calm me down!

I know! We didn't have a chance to rush through this damn ghost place!

We're done, you know how to do it!"

"Yes, my friend, there are a lot more human Sagittarius, and my tribe members dare not approach it at all."

The deer agreed helplessly.

During the previous attack, the Deer Man hid in the rear without any casualties.

The only loss was a group of lions domesticated by the deer people, who died under the archer's feather arrow.

The deer man did not die, so the deer man leader was not as irritable as the dog-headed leader.

But it knew in its heart that they might not be able to escape from the pass in front of them.

There is no long-range troops that can suppress the human race, nor does the high morale of the wolves. The coalition of deer and dog-headed men... The so-called offensive pass is just a game of constantly giving away heads.

Use the lives of the tribesmen to consume the enemy's arrows?

No! The deer man is not a goblin!

They are not as numerous as goblins in a sparse number!

There are not even those ugly little guys who can give birth!

"Old friend, we can't give up. We have to find a way, think of a way, no matter what we do."

Watching the dog-headed man Wat squatted in the corner in autism. After a while of silence, the deer leader grabbed his kelp-like hair and stepped beside him.

"We might be able to gather the escaped zombies."

"Shut up, you guy who makes me sick."

"Watt, you must cheer up, your tribe is still waiting for you to bring hope to them."

"I know, I'm very sober, very, very sober, and I've never been so awake in my life!"

Watt waved the chain hammer in his hand and roared fiercely:

"But I know better that even if we gather those losers, plus my poor tribe, and your damn, cowardly, and damn deer people who are dragging their legs, we will never be able to break through the blockade of the enemies in front of us!

We're done, do you know?

Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!

Those monsters with horns on their heads and hooves on their legs will come here to kill us and eat us all!!!”

Faced with increasing pressure, the dog-headed Watt cracked.

"My friend, we still have hope..."

"No! We don't!"

"We may be able to talk to the human commander opposite...."

"Shut up! Deerman!"

"You believe me..."

"Are you going to negotiate!!!"

The dog-headed man showed his fangs and looked at the deer man in front of him fiercely. If he heard a word from the deer man, he would turn the deer man in front of him into dinner tonight.

The deer man finally shut up.

Want it to negotiate?

How is that possible!

It is a wise, intelligent, noble deer man!

Such things are obviously sent to death, and they always fool others to do it, so how could they go into battle in person?

It's not a stupid kobold...

Well, the kobold in front of me doesn't seem to be very easy to deceive.

But the dog-headed man is no longer fooled.

What can it do?

As the distance gets closer and closer, it means that the time left for them is getting less and less.

On the desperate plain, there are already a small number of human spies.

The deer man knew that these humans who had never appeared at night had never left, but were just hidden because they were not suitable for human combat at night.
Chapter completed!
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