Stand at the top of the dunes.

Kant's face was calm, but there was a faint light in his eyes.

In the distance, fires were raging.

"Attack."

Kant gave the order in a deep voice.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and the Svadia soldiers, who had already been ready, began to advance.

"Poof." Kant likewise drew his short sword at his waist.

He walked ahead.

The infantry contingent of 295 people formed three platoons.

All of them held their spears and began to trot, and they grew faster and faster.

800 meters ahead is the Gnoll tribe, there are already a lot of gray-brown hair gnolls, because of the fire and chaos on the west side of the tent, standing in place, looking at the sudden situation in the west with blank faces.

As for firefighting, there is no such concept at all.

The most precious thing in the desert is water.

These gnolls don't even have a daily supply of drinking water, where can they store water to fight the fires?

But that's exactly what Kant had to do.

With the chaos in the Jackal Tribe, no one paid attention at all, and at the top of the sand dunes on the east side, a human force of about 300 people was moving rapidly, implying infinite killing intent, directly approaching the edge of the tribe.

"Hum—"

The [Might of the Enemy] in Kant's hand unfolded in an instant.

The golden lion with a red background turned into a flag fluttering in the wind, automatic without wind, and the sound of hunting.

Within 500 meters, the flag was completely covered.

In the hearts of the jackals in front of them, who were staring blankly at the fire in the west, I don't know why, a burst of timidity made them beat the drum in their hearts, as if they had encountered unknown horror.

Soon, they knew what had come their way.

Kant led his troops forward quickly.

The gnolls hadn't even noticed their raid in the dark.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was a bit mocking, but the solemnity in his eyes had also turned into killing intent at this time.

"Covered by a rain of arrows."

Kant muttered: "The first wave." ”

The thinking communication system instantly activates a certain golden card in the mind.

Right now.

There was a faint sound of breaking the air above Kant's head.

The night was dark, and I could only hear the sound getting denser and louder.

Let the gnolls in front of them all subconsciously turn their heads to look at the sky, and their beast-like faces are also dazed and uncertain.

Their intelligence is no different from that of an eight-year-old human child.

But in their green eyes, above the sky where the stars were hidden, countless black shadows were becoming more and more obvious with the sound of breaking the sky, and there were more and more dense in their eyes.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

500 feathered arrows whizzed and tore through the air, slicing through the void and hanging down in a beautiful arc.

The sharp iron arrows are tapered and have an excellent armor-piercing effect.

Deadly.

This feathered arrow is a high-grade iron arrow from the Kingdom of Vekia, a cone-headed arrow for the Vekia Marksman!

At this time, the sky was full of arrows, rushing down.

The arrows pierced the gnoll's fur with ease, and shot the unlucky ones who couldn't dodge between the tents, like hedgehogs, falling to the ground and convulsing, and then remained motionless.

Nearly two hundred gnolls fell in the rain of arrows.

"Hum—"

But as a large number of gnolls fell, the [Might of the Enemy] suddenly fluttered, and an invisible ripple dispersed.

Fear creeps through the hearts of these gnolls.

Many of these guys were originally extremely frightened when they were brought back during the night attack, and now out of the corner of their eyes, they saw another human army lined up and killed on the sand dunes in the darkness, and their hearts seemed to be clutched.

The [Enemy Deterrence] special effect is activating, severely reducing their morale.

Therefore, this is one of the main reasons why Kant dared to raid the gnoll tribe with a very small number of troops.

This kind of artifact, as long as you seize the opportunity, can make the enemy be beaten forever!

And now,

That's the opportunity Kant was looking for!

"Kill—"

The Swadia soldiers marched side by side, faster and faster.

The spear in his hand had been lowered horizontally, and Sen Ran's spearhead was aimed ahead, stepping towards the jackals who had fallen from the arrows, and rushed straight into the depths of the tribe, aiming at the center of the tribe that was already in chaos.

If the decapitation tactics of Fatis and the Desert Bandits fail, Kant and the infantry can still remedy it.

Killing the Gnoll Shaman is the most important part of this tactical plan.

Holding high the [Might of the Enemy], Kant led the team to move forward quickly, looking at the hundreds of gnolls in front of him who had already reacted, and his face was calm: "Face the enemy head-on, kill!" ”

"Kill!" The Svadia infantry stabbed with spears.

The three rows of queues are like a dense forest of spears, although when there is no defense in place, the spearheads are pierced in an endless scale, but they can charge with spears head-on, but they are like a simplified version of the knight charge.

"Sneer, sneer—"

The spearhead easily pierced through the gnoll's body, and even pierced directly with the force of the piercing.

Nearly 60 gnolls were stabbed to death in front of Kant and them.

But more gnolls pounced even more violently, as if they sensed the desperate situation of death and lifelessness, even if they were more cowardly because of the fear of their comrades, they were still resisting with maces.

"Bang bang bang-"

A heavy smashing sound sounded, and more than a dozen Swadia recruits were directly smashed to the ground because of their lack of combat experience.

More gnolls in the back pounced with scarlet eyes.

Especially smelling the smell of human blood, this group of gnolls even grabbed the Swadia recruits who were not completely dead, the beast-like head approached, and the big mouth full of sharp teeth directly bit off a large piece of meat on the exposed arms and thighs, and swallowed it with a mouthful of blood, which added a bit of ferocity.

These gnolls are primitive cannibal races!

The two sides were so close that even the Swadia infantry did not have time to draw their spears, so they had to abandon these long-pole weapons and fight directly with one-handed weapons.

Even Kant, who was protected by the 25 light infantry with fan shields and Germanic swords, barely stood on his heels under the onslaught of a few jackals who were not afraid of death, and continued to hold the [Might of the Enemy] in his left hand, reducing the enemy's morale and maintaining the advance speed of his own front, but with the passage of time, there were still casualties.

"For Svadia!"

The infantrymen from Svadia shouted.

They were covered in filthy and stinking blood, but the corpses of the gnolls beneath their feet were one after another.

Although they suffered casualties, the casualties of the gnolls were even more severe.

The death of more than 100 Swadians, at the very least, was the corpse of more than 300 gnolls lying on the ground.

And Kant and they are getting closer and closer to the center of the tribe, and even Kant can already see with the naked eye, just a few hundred meters away in the distance, more than a dozen figures on war horses are rushing left and right, killing towards the big tent.

At the same time, the soldiers around him also became less and less as the gnolls counterattacked.

"Rain of arrows!"

Kant stretched out his hand, and the flow of data in his eyes instantly materialized.

In the sky, the sound of Dao breaking through the sky reappeared, and a salvo from 500 Vecchian marksmen appeared in this world again, like a heavy rain cleaning up the world, crackling and cleaning up more than 200 gnolls in front of them.

Wiping the blood on his face, Kant had a slightly hideous face, and his voice was high-pitched: "Keep killing!" ”

"Kill!"

But at the same time, the remaining Swadia warriors around them seemed to burst out with hidden power, and their short swords, fighting hoes, and short axes swung wildly, advancing faster.

The two gnolls seemed to have encountered a morale of extreme fear, and the blood red and killing intent in their eyes quickly faded, on the contrary, panic and fear appeared in their eyes.

"Hum—"

The [Might of the Enemy] in Kant's hand suddenly burst out into waves like substance, instantly enveloping the surroundings.

"The Gnoll Shaman has been killed!"

The sharp-eyed light infantry pointed ahead, his face extremely excited: "General Fatis has succeeded!" ”

Kant also stared ahead.

At that big tent, the gnoll shaman, who had been on crutches, was hit by four or five short javelins, staggered and swayed, and finally fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

And according to the effect of [Deterring the Enemy], it directly weakened the morale of the jackals a lot, and it can already be guessed that the gnolls shaman was definitely successfully decapitated and stepped into death!

"Whew-"

The gnolls around them howled more and more.

But more often than not, they threw down their maces and fled directly to the outside.

No one dared to continue to resist, and their armies were routed.

"Win." A thought appeared in Kant's heart, looking at the gnolls around him who were fleeing with their backs to him, he did not have the slightest pity for the [Might of the Enemy], but said in a deep voice: "Pursue, kill them!" ”

Take advantage of the victory and pursue it and completely destroy the living force of the gnolls.

Kant doesn't need too many captives at the moment.

The reason is simple, the dead gnolls do not need to be supervised, and Kant's army is now less than 100 people.

PS: Yesterday bragged, don't blame everyone... Wait for time to make up for it...