Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

When they came to this strange flower field, Uncle Tian raised his hand to signal everyone to stop and take a rest here.

"is it beautiful?"

Uncle Tian's somewhat dull voice echoed in the ears of several newcomers through the team communication channel.

"This is one of the few colors in this damn abyss battlefield."

"These flowers?" Harry squinted his eyes and looked carefully at this strange sea of ​​flowers. Putting aside the physical and psychological disgust these things brought to people, the colorful sea of ​​flowers was really beautiful. Just a little bit. Well, even so, this thing has no close meaning to beautiful.

"Uncle Tian, ​​your grammatical aesthetic is really a bit unique, isn't it?"

Harry laughed dryly, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly under the helmet.

"Restraint?" Uncle Tian paused for a moment, and then he came to his senses, "The birthplace of that thing is here. Do you still remember my second uncle's mind energy tentacle? It's realistic, it's in the abyss, the first time you see it Of course I don’t think it’s very good-looking when I see it, but you’ll find out later.”

Uncle Tian patted Harry on the shoulder and then announced the end of the break.

"Everyone gathers and prepares for war."

The team quickly reorganized and began to arrange the battlefield. Most of the battles with the demons were not direct close encounters. Although the caster's magic would be subject to many restrictions in this place, magic is very useful after all. thing.

For those demons that are not in hiding, spellcasters can often easily detect their whereabouts dozens of kilometers away, arrange a battlefield with geographical advantages, and then fish the demons over and slaughter them. Such massacre efficiency can In order to keep up with the speed at which the demons incubate new lives, the emergence time of the demonic tide is calculated and planned. There are reasons for human control, but there is also the factor that it is really difficult to eradicate the demons.

A specially made bait bomb exploded. In hundreds of years of fighting with the demons, the casters had long figured out how to accurately control the amount of magic bait. It would be impossible to seduce the demon team fifteen kilometers away. It will attract the demon team sixteen kilometers away. After the sweet magic breath is emitted, in less than ten minutes, a rumbling sound comes from the distance.

The more than 3,000 demon legions came just like a group of sharks that smelled the scent of blood. Although the demons were not brainless idiots, after all, those above the thousand captain level were quite smart, but the demons The captain of thousands is not an officer who cherishes his soldiers. They also have the desire to advance to the captain of thousands, and the dead demons can also provide them with nutrients for advancement. If these cannon fodder can kill some spellcasters before they die, , that would be a huge profit.

The three demon captains headed by them knew very well that this was a bait, but was there no risk that the bait would be eaten by them?

Unlike the 'excess bait' released by Harry during his first encounter, the magic smell of the bait bombs was not enough to make the high-level demons go crazy with excitement and lead the charge like crazy. Most of the captains chose to sit back. , watching the cannon fodder die, and then eating the magic power after death, and staring at the front line of the battle, ready to launch a fatal and vicious attack at any time.

With over 10,000 people and boundless territory, the more than 3,000 demon clan troops were as powerful as a mighty roar. In comparison, their team of only thirty people in total was like a small boat, and could be swallowed up by the roaring waves at any time. risks of.

The target bullet flew out of the air, and the scarlet mark instantly marked the weak point of this group of guys.

"How many years have it been since labor and management came to this miserable place? I haven't been able to move my fists for a single day."

Uncle Tian's slightly excited voice echoed in the communication channel, "Brothers, I have a great time today, but remember not to go too far."

"If it's damaged, you'll really die without a burial place."

Uncle Tian patted the iron-eating beast mount covered with solid armor under his crotch, and the twenty-one Pandaren heavy cavalry team completed the charge.

But unlike ordinary cavalry, the pandaren hold a long bamboo stick like a steel pillar in their hands, which is like an extension of their arms, and the two are like one body.

"The first lesson I teach you today is about protracted war." Uncle Tian's slightly deeper voice sounded again, but this time it was specifically addressed to the battle group, "I have seen your battles, and I can barely It can be said that you have just started, but you still have a long way to go before you actually graduate, and practice is your best teacher.”

"In the battlefield of the abyss, you must not only learn how to kill these stone men, but also learn how to use the least amount of force to achieve the greatest effect. When manpower is limited, every team that conquers the abyss must face ten times and a hundred times more enemies. , as we saw today, the more punches you throw and the more bullets you shoot, the greater your hope of survival. "

"We are far away from the fortress base camp and have no supplies. Magic power is the most important energy for us to continue fighting."

"Don't be drowned by cannon fodder, children, you follow us and clear out the remnants."

"The rest of you will follow me and crush these stone heads!"

The long bamboo sticks made of steel pointed straight ahead. The heavily armored giant bears that had been impatient for a long time took their rumbling footsteps. The acceleration from zero to hundred took only a few tenths of a second. This group of iron-eating beasts could compete with the adult frost tyrant. In the posture of hunting dragons, they launched an unstoppable charge. The hard gray-red rocks were trampled to pieces. The giant bears, who could unleash their arrogant power unscrupulously, entered the untidy queue of the abyss demons for the first time!

At the moment when the sharp claws tearing through the air were swung, and the powerful steel-cast long stick swept across, the demonic queue like a city wall was instantly shattered like tofu, and hundreds of demonic beings hit by the terrifying force flew out. rice, and disintegrated into countless rubbles in mid-air, when there was no need to worry about being drained of magic power due to contact battles!

This group of heavy cavalry panda monks who forged their bodies to the extreme transformed into demonic nightmares in the abyss battlefield. In just a moment, the huge demonic team was torn into dozens of pieces, and the prey was already divided.

Precision is what those sissy biubiu people need. As a martial artist who has used magic to forge his body to the extreme!

No matter what the weak point is, the whole rock will be smashed to pieces with one stroke of the stick. There is no need for a so-called critical hit.

Your whole body is full of vitals!

Shattered arrows wreaked havoc among the demon clan, and the five-man team of the war group that followed them into the battlefield was a little unable to laugh at this moment.

The missions they had performed before were all "decapitations", specifically selecting guys above centurions for targeted hunting. However, at this moment, they encountered for the first time the inevitable wave of demons that used less to defeat more in the abyss battlefield. The demon cannon fodder was Consumables are good, but too many ants can kill an elephant.

"Captain, we are now"

"Qiu, occupy the commanding heights. The cannon fodder demons will advance at any time. You are responsible for dealing with the variables."

"Understood." The light-wing composite weapon in Qiu's hand unfolded and condensed into the form of a rapid-fire precision rifle.

"Phoenix, Cedric, fix the terrain, you are responsible for the flanks."

Harry unfolded his folding tower shield and stood at the front of the crowd.

"We need to complete the fusion quickly. Otherwise, how long will it take to kill with just cold weapons?"

"Prepare to engage the enemy!"

The ten-foot-long lance penetrated the chest of the demon vanguard, and the disintegrated body turned into rubble. Behind it, hundreds of thousands of cannon fodder surged in like a tide. (End of chapter)