The Origin of Arcane

In the past, the Bastille’s sharpshooters were able to crush the Andis mountain people, relying on their own equipment advantages. They not only have exquisite military bows, but also exquisite studded leather armor, plus ample logistics supplies. It is not comparable to the helpless Andis mountain people.

　　 The current situation has undergone a fundamental reversal. The equipment that Sean and the Junior Army carefully designed and designed is better than the Bastille soldiers, and they are comprehensive.

　　 said that this ration meat jerky fully considered the nutritional issues. Although each standard ration weighs only ten pounds, it is enough to support the high-intensity consumption of an adult hunter for a week.

　　 There are several mobile supply stations behind them, replenishing various materials for them.

The soldiers of the Bastille turned into rootless duckweed this time. Although the large troops of the Bastille are constantly advancing behind, they can be given some assistance, but the military supplies they brought out this time are certain and they are fighting. It is inevitable to suffer a loss when you are afraid of your hands and feet.

　　 The arrows that I carry with me are often consumed within a few minutes, and they don’t have the ability to collect materials on the spot like the Andis mountain people. In the end, they either play hand-to-hand combat or run around like rabbits.

The final result is usually not very good. If it is completely exposed, it will only attract more hunters, and the deaths of being besieged are considered small. If you accidentally expose your companions, you will die. A bunch of them.

　　 The sharpshooter that Arnold was following fell into this situation. Half a day ago, the other party slayed a carbine and collided with Arnold.

　　 The fight between the two went into blazing heat instantly, and the nervous marksman shot the two pots of arrows that he was carrying in just three minutes.

　　 The opponent's archery is absolutely right, the title of the striker, not only has the super arrow speed, but also the accuracy, especially the arrow that the two met head-on, even in retrospect, Arnold was terrified.

Just as he was stunned, the opponent's arrow appeared in front of him like a shooting star. He only had time to lower his head and was hit. Arnold felt that his forehead was hit hard and his neck was almost misplaced. , The newly rationed helmet saved his life, and the arrow barely passed through three layers of cowhide, with insufficient stamina and only scratched the skin.

　　 "The arrows that have not been shot are the most threatening. As an excellent archer, you must always leave the last arrow in your quiver."

When the young leader of the Bastille talked about archers, this theory left a deep impression on Arnold. This theory is not profound. They are usually experienced old hunters. They have experience in this area, but they have never No one sums them up in brilliant language.

　　 Arnold has not had time to prove the last sentence, but the current situation has proved the correctness of the previous sentence.

Arnold consciously controlled the speed of his arrows when he fired in the opposite direction. Each shot is not so much killing the enemy, as it is to lure the opponent to squander arrows. When the opponent's quiver is empty, in addition to fleeing. What else can I do?

　　 Close hand-to-hand combat, there is no chance.

　　 Arnold still has at least one and a half pots of arrows, and his shooting skills are better than those of the opponent. If the opponent dared to leave the shelter and rush over, he would use facts to tell him what a human hedgehog looks like.

　　 The rest is cat and mouse games.

　　 The marksman who had lost his arrows fled in front, and Arnold chased after him. In the process of chasing, he even recovered some arrows from both sides.

　　 Those who flee are very cautious, and those who chase them are more cautious. As an excellent old hunter, Arnold knows exactly how terrifying beasts are, let alone people.

What Arnold has to do now is to follow behind the opponent in a hurry, keep driving him until he is exhausted, and then shoot a fatal arrow. In the process, he must also reasonably divide his rest time so that Your energy and physical strength should not fall to the passing line.

　　 One step wrong, one step wrong.

　　 The panicking marksman is like a headless fly. In an urgent situation, he involuntarily begins to move closer to the companion he knows, trying to get rid of the lingering troubles behind him with the help of his companion.

　　 But he soon discovered that his companion was in greater trouble than himself. Not only was there an enemy behind him, but he was also injured. The most deadly injury was on his leg. Injured his leg in a guerrilla battle was no different from losing his life.

　　 This sharpshooter has no energy. He doesn't care about the friendship of the robe, he turns his head and walks faster than a rabbit.

　　In the face of life and death threats, human sentiment can become very high, giving up one's life for others, this is the act of a saint, but such people are rare, and they are more desperate laymen and villains for their own survival.

　　 The threat of a panicked marksman is still limited, but when this situation occurs with a dozen or even dozens of people, the outcome of this outpost is silent.

　　 The victory of an outpost is not measured by the number of people killed, but how much useful information the opponent’s sentry can bring back.

　　 The old Bolton, who had been suppressed by the marksman troops, completely became a blind man. Until he was only a dozen miles away from the Bastille, he still knew nothing about his internal situation, which was undoubtedly very passive.

As for the imitation of Sean’s original night attack, don’t even think about it, not to mention that Sean was prepared for a long time. After the old Bolton took back the marksman, the Andis mountain people will not be scattered around the large group. , Put a cold arrow from time to time.

　　 Because the distance was too far, the bow used by the opponent was too weak, and it did not cause much casualties, but he couldn't hold him, but he was helpless.

　　 It was not that Old Bolton was reluctant to sacrifice the marksman's troops, but that the supply of arrows could not keep up. If the outpost war continued, the subsequent siege would have to bite the bullet.

Old Bolton set up a camp ten miles away from the Bastille. It is not that he does not want to get closer, but that all obstacles within ten miles of the Bastille were leveled by him. There is a large number of half-man tall weeds growing. This is for the Bastille. The first line of defense.

　　 If the Andis mountain people form an army, without knowing it, they will be **** off by a fire-less fart. How could the obstacle trap that I had set up for the enemy at the beginning become my biggest obstacle.

The way to crack this obstacle is very simple. It only takes a fire, but this fire can’t be burned out in a day and a half. Originally this was one of the tasks of a sharpshooter. I didn’t expect to be oppressed so badly. Couldn't touch it.

　　 "The person who came up with this method is definitely a genius." Sean looked at the raging fire outside the city, and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart that if it hadn't been for Old Bolton to set the fire on its own, he hadn't thought that the wild grass outside the city was actually part of the city defense.

　　 This made Xiao En amazed, no matter how smart he is, he is just a person, and it is impossible to do everything. Although the youth army is brilliant, it is only the king of the mountain. In terms of knowledge and experience, there are still considerable limitations.

The wisdom of people in this world, especially the wisdom of war, must not be underestimated. What's more, the castle they are now stationed in is someone else’s. As far as the understanding of this castle is concerned, it is not what Sean and the others can do after being stationed in just a week. Comparable.

　　 "What about geniuses? It's not useless in front of us." I don't know whether it is because of taking the Bastille or because Sean helped them replace with new equipment.

　　 During this period of time, Skullcrusher McGee was a little self-confident, as if there were no things in this world that he could not solve, and he did not pay attention to the incoming old Bolton.

　　 Too much confidence in McGee, Sean did not attack. After all, McGee's role now is a titan on the front line. He rarely interrupts decision-making opinions. Sufficient confidence can boost the morale of his subordinates. The advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

　　 Throwing a sheepskin scroll to McGee, Sean said, "Look, this is the battle book that the Lord Bolton sent us."

"Did you deliberately? Knowing that Lao Tzu has a headache seeing these things like earthworms, they know Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu doesn't know them!" Skullcrusher McGee stared at the bull's eyes and turned the sheepskin scroll over. I couldn't even find which side was up and down.

　　 "Reading and literacy is a must, and I will send someone to special tuition for you in the future." After fighting side by side this time, the feelings of Sean and McGee got closer.

These years of subtle influence finally took effect. McGee has a certain sense of identity with Sean’s views, or the capture of the Bastille has vented most of the hatred accumulated in his heart. He no longer lives entirely for hatred, and is no longer as persistent as before. Taking advantage of the enthusiasm, naturally want to further strengthen the relationship between the two sides.

　　 At present, he still uses the tiger flag of Skullcrusher very smoothly, and this kind of cooperation can be carried out for a few more years.

　　 This is also a helpless choice. After all, this is also an era of looking at faces~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But it is not handsome, but who is more mature and who is more trustworthy.

　　 Sean's too young and handsome face is no better than McGee with a fierce and old face.

　　Actually, although McGee the Skullcrusher has not been famous for a short time, but the real age is not very old, only twenty-seven, but looks like forty-six-seven.

　　 "Why don't you still have you!" McGee is not a common cold for literate hyphenation, and it is full of painful memories.

　　 With his fingers thicker than a carrot, holding a quill pen is like pinching an embroidery needle. He would rather swing an axe a hundred times than write a word with that thing.

"I'm not your maid, how can I be by your side all day, not talking about the empty talk about reading and literacy can develop IQ, then send someone to send you a secret letter, I can't find someone to help you interpret it "Sean glared at McGee.

"Don’t talk about the nonsense that you are equipped with a literate person. In many cases, the people who are closest to you and trust you are the ones you trust most. Some things must be in your own hands. You need to be literate, and even in the Skull Smasher, literacy classes will also be launched to try to get out of the situation where the whole camp is ignorant."

　　 "Okay!" McGee was a little lazy at first, but it was unlucky to hear that the entire camp would accompany him, and he felt much better.

　　 He doesn’t care about the special meaning of literacy for those big-head soldiers, "Even if it is literacy, that will be the future. Let’s talk about how it is written first!"

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