Night soon fell.

Today's dinner was simple, potatoes roasted with potatoes, unknown wild fruits, broth with minced meat invisible, and a few slices of old bacon.

Fang Qiuling quickly put the tasteless dinner into his mouth, and then began to prepare for the bonfire party.

Tonight's bonfire was a bit boring. The knights silently tended to the weapons and armor in their hands, and did not mean to speak at all. The organizer of the party, the Acting Lord, played a low, soothing piece of music with his harp in his arms, and had no intention of talking to the people around him.

The kitten charms who usually jump up and down at the party and play around are not all driven to sleep, which makes the kitten charms who have evolved to "night owls" very dissatisfied. But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and the adults are about to fight the little monsters, which the kitten charms can still understand. So they obediently hid in the tent, and then pricked up their ears to listen to the wind and grass outside.

A few restless little guys also secretly took out their own knives and guns, looking like they were going to support. Eliza, who was on the night patrol, saw their actions and immediately grabbed their ears and began to admonish.

Compared with the previous bonfires, today's bonfires are a little subtle in terms of atmosphere. The people who participated in the party were all armed, not so much a night gathering to relax, but a pledge meeting before the "group fight".

The main purpose of the bonfire party is to dispel discontent among the troops and improve the cohesion of the troops. However, Fang Qiuling's purpose was not only this, he also had a deeper plan.

In the current Huquan Town coalition army, Fang Qiuling, who is at the peak of Black Iron's strength, must have no problem ranking in the top ten. If you play well, the top five should also be okay. However, as a vicarious lord, he is not allowed to fight on the front line unless it is the final emergency.

Fang Qiuling originally positioned himself as a dexterous main attacker, using sharp swordsmanship and magic props to break through key points. But now that he has been deprived of the right to fight on the front lines, he wondered if he could change his position and switch from a main attacker like ACD to a support that provides buffs.

Does Fang Qiuling have a skill that can be used as a support? Of course, there is, and the Bard's exclusive skill chant is.

Singing is a crowd-wide skill that spreads through the voice. There are control techniques such as hinting and ecstasy, as well as skills that boost morale and inspire courage, which can increase combat effectiveness.

Adventurer squads often encounter a large number of enemies during their adventures, and what is needed is the Bard's ability to divide and divide the battlefield. But if it is an army with a large number of people, it is obviously more advantageous to bring about a track that can bring an increase in combat effectiveness.

The strength of five or six or a dozen adventurers has increased, how can there be hundreds or thousands of troops to improve! Of course, the premise is that Fang Qiuling can let the sound of his music reach the ears of so many people.

In order to fulfill his "auxiliary dream", Fang Qiuling began to hone his bard skills through the daily bonfire party.

- The farther the music and the song are transmitted, the greater the number of people affected, and the greater the overall benefit...... Maybe start with a louder instrument, such as a war drum?

While playing the harp in his arms, Fang Qiuling thought endlessly.

- War drums are a good thing! It's enough just to be loud enough! Moreover, the rhythm of the war drums is extremely strong, and there are even those in the world who once used the sound of drums to directly direct the army to fight......

The thought in my heart was interrupted.

Yuya, who was beside him, pulled his inexplicable owner, and then pointed to the outside of the camp.

Yuya has been working hard to develop her abilities, so that the gnolls will be the first to warn when they appear. Her movements were obvious, and with the fact that she was sitting next to the acting lord Fang Qiuling, the knights and soldiers who were participating in the bonfire party immediately noticed it.

Without the officers' orders, the knights and soldiers got up and hid themselves. Immediately the camp resounded with the sound of "cuckoo" and "cuckoo".

In early spring, of course, there will be no cuckoos in the Frostmist Forest, not to mention that the call is nondescript, as strange as it is. But this is the code to guard against the gnolls attacking the camp tonight!

……

In the middle of a dark forest, a pair of eyes shining green appeared one by one. A large throat whimper ensued—not the uncontrollable throat whining of zombies, but the sound of breath leaking out of the throat to suppress the roars and howls!

They are tall and at first glance look like wolves walking upright, bearing a great resemblance to the legendary werewolves howling at the moon. In fact, in many areas, jackals are indeed regarded as werewolves, the kind that can't be turned back after transforming......

The head of the gnoll has a significantly stronger body than its companions. It only has one eye, though, and a large scar on the other eye. The scar appeared to have been left by some kind of sharp weapon, running from top to bottom across the left half of the face, making the Gnoll's already vicious face even more hideous.

It wears a piece of leather armor that is significantly smaller than one size, which makes its arms appear extraordinarily long. The two exposed arms were covered in various injuries, especially the right arm, with an extremely strange curvature.

"Woo, woo, woo......"

A series of low roars emanated from the mouth of the gnoll leader. With its sound, one of the gnolls surrounding it nodded, then bent down and quickened its pace, disappearing into the half-human-tall grass in a moment. The other gnolls around watched their companions disappear into the darkness, their green eyes filled with undisguised cruelty. But they remained silent, patiently awaiting the leader's orders.

Unlike the noisy goblins and orcs that march around, the gnolls are extremely quiet, moving and waiting silently. The gnolls are fierce in appearance, and they all seem to be proud, brave and aggressive, and discipline seems to be completely invisible in them. Not enough, in fact, the gnolls are orderly creatures, and the internal hierarchy is extremely strict, and the orders of the leader are extremely enforced.

After a while, the gnolls who had disappeared into the darkness returned, and they also communicated with the leader with a low whimper. After a moment, the gnoll leader nodded, then pointed to the spot where there was a faint glow of fire in front of him.

"Whew!"

The gnoll leader let out a high-pitched howl, and then the first to charge.

- Up! Don't spare a human!

As the leader howled, the surrounding gnolls howled. A large shrill wolf howl sounded in the mountains and forests, which sounded terrible and terrible at night!

The gnolls began to charge. They lowered their bodies and moved quickly through the mountains and forests as if they were on all fours, and from time to time they would leap up and leap forward on the thick trunks of trees. Every time you jump up and borrow the force, there will be deep scratches on the trunk.

"Whew!"

There was a shrill whistle ahead. It seems that the humans who are keeping watch at night are aware of it and have raised the alarm.

The gnolls don't care. They roared forward as they exerted force under their feet.

- It's human! They lit a bonfire!

The gnolls, who rushed to the front row, saw the sight of the small humans getting up from the campfire in a panic, and then scrambling to light the campfire.

The little human had obvious horror on his face, and his limbs trembled. He failed to light the camplight the first and second times, and didn't succeed until the third time.

The bonfire was immediately lit up, and the grand light of the fire was like a huge bright lamp, illuminating the surroundings. The humans sleeping soundly by the campfire rose one after another, their slow, flustered movements causing the gnolls to grin and bloodthirsty smiles on their faces.

"Woohoo! Whew! Whew! ”

The shrill howls were no different from the howls of wolves, and a pair of green eyes kept beating in the darkness.

"Wolves! , it's a pack of wolves! ”

The human sentinels let out a high-pitched cry. He warned as he drew his weapon. But before he could pull out the weapon from his waist, several dark gray shadows pounced on him first. The sentry's figure flickered and fell, completely incapable of resisting. Seeping screams and chewing sounds rang out in the darkness.

It wasn't a gnoll who pounced on the sentry, but a large, emaciated coyote! The coyote frantically gnawed at the fallen sentinel, and its long fangs could be seen rising and falling on the sentinel's body. For a while, blood splashed and minced flesh flew sideways.

- Woo, woo...... This man's meat is so old, and it tastes terrible! It's just meat! It's meat on it!

The empty stomach pouch does not produce a feeling of fullness due to the blood and food entering the abdomen, and there is no sense of fullness that comes with it. Some just have more cravings, more hunger......

The sentry post arranged on the outside of the camp was easily eliminated by the coyote. Although they still sounded a clear warning, it didn't make any sense in the eyes of the gnolls. Because it's late!

Humans used cut trees and a few carts to build a fence more than one person high outside the campfire. The gnoll, who was in the front row, slammed headlong into the fence and slammed into it with his crude weapons and minions.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air from above. It was the sentinels hiding in the treetops, and the sentinels sensed the incoming enemy and began to fire arrows.

However, there were still too few sentinels in the treetops, and the arrows shot were soft. The arrows that were not dense fell in twos and threes, and they could not stop the jackals at all. Relying on his thick skin, the gnoll buried his head, completely unconcerned about the arrows falling from the top of his head. Occasionally, a few unlucky eggs will be shot, causing a slight whimpering sound.

"Uh......h Woo! ”

The choked sound in his throat echoed a few times, turning into a high-pitched exhalation. A fallen tree on the fence toppled as if it had been blown away, and it fell heavily in the air for a short time. A moment later, a two-handed hammer smashed on the board cart that was lying horizontally not far away, and the cart shattered like a wither, splintering planks and wood chips flew everywhere, and it seemed to rain sawdust around it.

The gnoll leader's slightly misshapen arm held a gleaming sword, and in the other hand raised a bloodstained shield. I saw it let out a long howl and rushed in through the broken fence first.

- Death, humanity! This mountain forest belongs to our Grey Shadow Clan! Humans who step into the mountains and forests must die!