Chapter 393: Encounter with Aliens
"Oops! Calculating the time, the mechanism I set up is about to be triggered." Little Will felt a little regretful. The gray dwarves and hell kobolds are not good guys. It is best to be able to fight each other.
However, the hell kobold coalition is too strong. The gray dwarves may be at a disadvantage. If the sneak attack is successful, it can cause some damage, but if they are attracted by their own mechanism and can't wait to jump out and be discovered by the hell kobold coalition, the consequences will be bad.
"Chi~" A whistling arrow shot up into the sky, followed by a bright white light rushing into the gray dwarf's stronghold at a very fast speed, and then jumped through the stronghold and ran away.
A team of people rushed out of the gray dwarf stronghold quickly, but there were less than fifty people. They were all wearing armor and holding weapons. Obviously, they did not rest but were always on guard. A senior gray dwarf warrior led people to the place where the whistling arrow was sent, but only saw a messy scene without much useful information.
As for the enemy?
"Pah~" A man in a black cloak threw a dying rabbit on the ground. Is this the so-called enemy?
"Light the lights. There is no rest time tonight. The enemy is here and is all around." The voice of the man in the black cloak was particularly cold. "Our enemies may not be numerous, but they are very cunning."
The outer strongholds were broken one after another, and four of the crucial magic weapons were lost. They had no idea who the enemy was, but they were definitely not ordinary people who could break through their four outer strongholds in one day and night. It was even possible that they were organized and operating on a large scale.
Originally, the base camp was going to send more troops and masters, but they never thought that the base camp would find some traces of outsiders. Although it seemed that the footprints were left by the tribe members accidentally, it was just that the place was not allowed to be approached casually. You know, that was the exit of a secret passage, and not many people knew about it. In order to prevent leaks, the tribe members were not allowed to approach it. Leaving footprints would make things worse.
Because of this, the priest, the clan leader, and the elders suspected that the attack on the outer strongholds was likely a conspiracy to divert attention, so they only sent themselves and fifty elite warriors. The black cloaked man felt vaguely that the footprints were probably an accident. The enemy was unlikely to attack the base camp. Their target had always been the outlying strongholds. You know, the base camp was very well hidden, and it was difficult for outsiders to enter, let alone a large-scale invasion.
The enemy was very alert, which also showed that they did not have enough strength to sweep everything. They had to test a small stronghold of 300 people first. It was very likely an elite team of 30 to 50 people at most. What race in the Mabster Jungle could have such strength and wisdom?
The black cloaked man felt that his brain was not enough. There were many smart aliens. The gray dwarves themselves had very good wisdom, but this needed accumulation and precipitation.
The aliens in the Mabster Jungle were all abandoned aliens. In addition to the gray dwarves, there were also the rare and petite flower elves who were almost invisible, the two-headed ogres who had never had brains but were very smart once they mutated, the extremely xenophobic and self-esteeming feather tribe, and the hardworking but small long-eared tribe. However, except for the two-headed ogres, most of the remaining intelligent races are not too aggressive, or they are relatively peaceful and like to live a secluded life away from the world.
It is not difficult for fifty gray dwarf warriors to defend a small stronghold, even if it is a stronghold where three hundred people live. The blazing bonfire illuminates the surroundings. Although the gray dwarves often live in caves, their night vision ability is not strong, just a little better than ordinary people without night blindness.
The hell dog-headed coalition saw the whistling arrow from a distance, but had a different understanding, "The enemy has a secret sentry, we may have been discovered, speed up the march!"
The gray dwarves in this stronghold originally had three hundred warriors, and later the black cloaked man brought fifty elites. Only fifty junior and intermediate warriors stayed in the stronghold for defense. He led three hundred gray dwarf warriors to lurk on the periphery to prepare to ambush the enemy. Now it seems that it is no longer necessary. This kind of ambush is okay at night, but it will not be of much use once it is daytime. Moreover, I understand that if I am prepared, the other party will not come again unless they are fools.
Unless the other party is sure to defeat the three hundred warriors!
Just after reorganizing the three hundred lurking troops, holding torches and leaving the occupied high ground to move towards the stronghold, a team from the side collided with them from another road.
Goblin, Ogre, and Kobold?
The black cloaked man was confused by this sudden change. The two fully equipped armies under the long dragon of torches collided head-on.
"Swoosh~" A sharp arrow suddenly appeared, and a short goblin on the opposite side fell to the ground. The sharp and piercing scream caused a chaos. The ferocity of the goblin was completely aroused, and he rushed up with a howl.
The dwarfs are very strong. As cursed dwarves, although the gray dwarves have been greatly weakened, they are not much different in essence. It's just different from the ogre, who is tall and strong. The gray dwarves are short and sturdy. Their height can't scare people. Even if they are very strong, they can't scare the cruel and brain-dead goblins to kneel down and surrender immediately after the first encounter.
"Form a formation!" The man in the black cloak was also stunned by the sudden change, but since they had already faced each other, he immediately regained his composure. He inserted a three-foot-long black wooden stick into the ground, and layers of blood-red light spread out instantly. The eyes of the gray dwarf warriors were all bloodshot, and their muscles bulged high.
"It's actually bloodlust? A mutant among the gray dwarves?" The hell kobolds looked at the gray dwarf army in front of them with interest, and were quite surprised. Some people were marching at night like themselves. Their night march was to sneak attack the gray dwarf tribe that was said to be well-equipped, but what were they doing?
The hell kobolds never considered themselves wise men. There was no need to think about things that they couldn't figure out. Isn't it enough to just complete the goals they set in advance?
What was their goal?
Equipment of the gray dwarves! According to the information they had received, there were two or three well-equipped small gray dwarf tribes here. They had a large number of weapons and armor made of steel, and were the well-deserved overlords in this area.
He was ordered to subdue the kobold tribe, but he had no equipment, so he took the ogres assigned to him by his new master and the two goblin tribes he subdued halfway, and organized a barely decent army to plunder the gray dwarf tribe and rob weapons and armor. Unexpectedly, the night attack failed and turned into an encounter battle. Fortunately, it was not a siege, otherwise these goblins would be even more unbearable.
The hell kobolds did not rush to attack. They watched the gray dwarves slaughter the goblins. Their equipment was really very good. The craftsmanship was actually the style of human casting masters.
There is something wrong with this gray dwarf tribe!
The goblins were fully armed with wooden short spears and a piece of animal skin wrapped around their bodies. Except for one or two tattered short knives occasionally, there were not many other metal products. On the contrary, the gray dwarves were all metal armor and weapons. The battle was unfair from the beginning. Unless you attack the gray dwarves' faces, throats and other parts that are not wrapped, other places are completely ineffective, while the goblins are full of attack points.
"Ogre troops, throw stones!" The hell kobolds saw that one-third of the goblins were killed or injured, and except for three or five unlucky gray dwarves who were stabbed in the throat, few other people were injured. The goblins' attack power was still too weak.