Pale Emblem

Chapter 177 Combat Rescue
George and Reggie lay on top of the huge rock, looking down from above and able to see the entire battlefield very clearly.

There is a line between the half-elf hunting team and the enemy, which is a half-moon shaped by more than 30 shield warriors. On this line, both sides are under pressure, and the pressure at a certain point is the greatest, which is related to the outcome of the battle. That is the position where the barbarians and half-elves fight.

The Barbarian Warrior was 2 meters tall and strong, with arms even thicker than the thighs of the Half-Elven Swordsman. He wore a helmet, thick leather armor, and a set of studded cotton armor on the outside. He held a round shield covered with iron in his left hand and a heavy iron hammer in his right hand.

He swung the hammer with a mesmerizing sound, and it had at least tons of impact force. Even if the half-elf shield guard used the shield deflection and blocking skills to catch the hammer's blow, he would still stumble back uncontrollably.

Another shield guard must immediately step forward to fill the position, otherwise the next attack from the wild fighter will cost his comrade's life.

In fact, the hunting team arranged two level-four shield guards, one level-four swordsman and one level-four archer to deal with this barbarian fighter.

This is enough to show how much pressure the Barbarian Fighters put on the front line.

The Barbarian Warriors were also Level 3 Brutalization, but their personal strength was often better than that of the Orc Butchers. At least the Barbarian Tribes had already opened up a gap with the Orc Tribes in terms of the inheritance of combat skills.

After long-term and hard training, the Barbarians are proficient in martial arts, coupled with their strong bodies and excellent fighting talents, making them invincible on the battlefield. Most importantly, the Barbarians' fighting style is extremely brave, often fighting the enemy to the end, and physical injuries will only make their attacks more violent.

A single level 4 shield guard was completely unable to stop the Barbarian Fighter's violent counterattack, and it was difficult for two shield guards to resist together. Fortunately, there were swordsmen and archers on the side to provide support and they were able to suppress the Barbarian Fighter.

The fourth-level swordsman used a pair of two-meter-long one-handed bayonets. When the barbarian fighter raised his hand to attack, he aimed at the barbarian fighter's armpit and stabbed him with one spear, and then stabbed him in the throat with another spear.

The professional swordsman's attack was coherent and graceful, swift as the wind, and the sharp tips of his spears were like two cold stars, appearing in a flash, forcing the barbarian fighter to dodge sideways and raise his shield to block, making it impossible for him to continuously attack the shield guard who had just come up to fill his position.

Although the Level 4 Swordsman failed to injure the enemy, he successfully protected his teammates. The Level 4 Archer seized the opportunity and fired three rapid shots at the Barbarian Fighter.

With his keen combat instincts, the barbarian fighter tried hard to avoid being pierced through the neck and head by arrows, but was still hit in the waist by an arrow.

A level 20 archer has the ability to pierce a boar's body with an arrow within meters, but the Barbarian Warrior wears double-layer armor. The outer studded cotton armor is flexible enough to weaken the arrow's penetration, and then there is the obstruction of thick leather armor. Finally, under the effect of the blood rage talent, the Barbarian Warrior's solid body has an additional layer of wonderful rebound force field, and the sharp arrow is bounced away before it completely penetrates the thick leather armor.

Although he was not injured, the Barbarian Fighter lost his balance because he tried to dodge the enemy's fatal blow. The nearby professionals attacked him together, but the Barbarian Warriors around him also rushed up, desperately resisting the attacks of the Half-Elf Professionals and protecting the Barbarian Fighter behind him.

The violent fluctuations on the battle line at this point immediately triggered a chain reaction.

As many half-elf professionals concentrated their attacks on the Barbarians and Warriors, the distribution of power on the front was temporarily unbalanced. The other orcs obviously felt the pressure relieved. So, a tall and fat orc butcher seized the opportunity and charged the half-elf line. He first used his axe to split the shield guard in front of him, and then used his axe to kill a half-elf spearman who had no time to react, and then retreated back to the half-elf fighters with a strange smile.

Unlike the dull low-level orcs, butchers are cruel and cunning, and are typical opportunists. If there are fighters and laborers around them, they will never rush to the front; if they can attack from behind, they will never confront the enemy head-on; if they can choose the order of killing, they will definitely kill the weakest enemy first.

There is no doubt that those half-elf awakeners who use 5-meter-long spears are the weak ones in the hunting team and are the easiest targets to be killed.

The explosive power of the Orc butcher was simply terrifying. The awakened spearman was chopped off from head to shoulders by the axe, but the blood mist that was sprayed out seemed to have life, chasing the butcher until he inhaled it into his nostrils.

Then, the butcher let out a furious howl toward the sky, and the morale of the orc fighters immediately rose, their skin turned red, and they attacked the half-elf line even more fiercely.

It is inevitable that the hunting team will suffer casualties in battle, and the death of a spearman does not have much impact on the overall combat effectiveness of the hunting team. However, when the Orc Butcher kills an enemy personally, he can use his innate ability, the Killing Roar, to stimulate the blood rage power of himself and his allies.

If the power of blood rage is quantified, the killing roar of the third-level butcher will increase the blood rage of friendly troops by approximately 30 points.

The 30 points of blood rage provide a defense bonus that can resist damage equivalent to a double attack from a level 30 swordsman. In addition, it also provides a % bonus to explosive power.

Fortunately, the third-level butcher's killing roar can only be used once every hour, affecting a maximum of 1 friendly forces. Otherwise, the half-elf hunting team would not have to fight at all, but just run for their lives.

The bad news is that this cunning butcher has granted the power of blood rage to the strongest brutal fighters and the barbarian warriors around him.

The barbarian fighter immediately let out an excited roar, rushed out, raised the sledgehammer in his hand and smashed forward, bringing up a strong wind pressure.

The fourth-level shield guard ignited two drops of secret blood without hesitation, activating the ability to resist fatal attacks and the rock skin, and the fine iron shield blades crossed to block the barbarian fighter's violent hammer attacks.

With a loud bang, the level 4 shield guard flew backwards more than ten meters. Although he saved his life, his defense was flawed, and the shield guards on both sides had to come over to fill in the gap.

Reggie and George saw from the boulder that the hunting team's line suddenly dented, making it impossible for the two wings of the line to surround the enemy, and instead they were surrounded by the enemy's line.

It was obvious that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, and the half-elf hunting team had gone from being on the offensive to being on the defensive.

The two secret hunters had the same thought at the same time: It's over.

The biggest problem of the hunting team is that there are no level 5 Venerables or Mirror Heart Powerhouses, and the physical and mental strength of the level 4 professionals are not enough to fight against the level 3 brutal barbarians, not to mention that the enemy also has a level 3 brutal butcher.

Although the hunting team had the advantage in numbers, sophisticated weapons and equipment, and no problem with their tactics, they failed to divide and surround the enemy at the beginning. This meant that the Barbarians did not have to worry about being attacked from the back and sides by the half-elf professionals. It was almost impossible for a fourth-level professional to kill a third-level Barbarian from the front.

When there is no hope of winning, the adventurers who form a temporary team will inevitably have the idea of ​​abandoning their teammates and escaping on their own.

So, Reggie and George judged that the hunting team was doomed.

This is not the first time they have encountered a similar situation.

Even though the half-elf adventurer knew that someone was watching his every move, when he was in a situation where his life was at stake, he would not care much.

Of course, if the half-elves in the hunting team can unite and resist resolutely, these orcs and barbarians will have to pay a heavy price to defeat them completely.

Reggie and George have one last solution.

After a brief discussion, they quickly took out several balls of black ointment from their satchels and ignited them with fire knives. A thick, colorful smoke rose from the ointment.

The hunting team discovered that the supervisors had lit up the signal smoke, and they immediately steadied their position, stabbing with spears and shooting with bows and arrows, and actually pushed back the orcs' attack.

Next, it would be a matter of luck for both sides: would the reinforcements from the half-elf hunting team arrive first, or would the other orc raiders discover the signal smoke first?

Not long after, George and Reggie, who were feeling nervous and anxious, heard the sound of the antelope's hooves coming from afar. They turned around quickly and were delighted to see a group of antelope cavalry running towards them.

The Great Oryx Cavalry were usually the elite of the regular army, and the most common cavalry were also level three professionals. Although this cavalry team was a little small, with only nine riders, there might be a large force behind them. Then, George and Reggie found that the situation was somewhat unexpected.

"Huh? Man, look at the equipment they are wearing...why do I feel like something is wrong?" George poked his comrade with his elbow.

Reggie said: "I saw them... They were all wearing ragged cotton armor. They didn't look like antelope cavalry, but more like adventurers."

Victor and others didn't pay any attention to the two secret hunters who lit the signal smoke. They rode on the antelopes and rushed straight past the huge rock where they were hiding.

Hermann, the alchemist demon, rushed to the front of the team. When he was still 100 meters away from the battlefield, he stepped on the pedals, drew his bow and arrows, and fired three consecutive shots at the arrogant barbarian fighters.

The three-edged armor-piercing arrow spun in the air at high speed and hit the barbarian warrior's face in the blink of an eye. However, the barbarian warrior, who had a fighting instinct, had already raised his shield before he could figure out the situation. With a "thump", the three-edged arrowhead had pierced the iron shield with an astonishing power.

The Barbarian Warrior successfully blocked the first arrow, but the second and third arrows followed. Moreover, the power of the feather arrows continued to increase as the shooting distance shortened.

The second arrow hit the Barbarian Fighter's chest and was bounced off by the armor and blood rage power, but it also greatly weakened the Barbarian Fighter's blood rage value.

The third arrow hit the Barbarian Warrior's left thigh. After piercing through the cotton armor, it penetrated into the skin and muscles. Although the wound was shallow, the Barbarian Warrior was indeed wounded and bleeding, which also meant that his blood rage value had been cleared by Hermann's three consecutive shots.

When supervisors Reggie and George saw this scene, their doubts were gone, and the morale of the hunting team was greatly boosted.

The shooting skills displayed by Hermann and the strong bow he used all indicate that the archer who came to support was at least a fifth-level Venerable.

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Once a professional breaks through to level five, his body will be transformed into a ferocious one. His strength, endurance, toughness, etc. will be enough to compete with a third-level butcher or a third-level barbarian fighter. Even if there is still a gap, he will not be crushed by them.

A level 40 archer can pull a powerful bow that was previously impossible to pull, and the arrows it shoots can penetrate armor within meters, which is a threat that cannot be ignored for level butchers and barbarian fighters.

In particular, there are shield guards and swordsmen in front of the archers to resist the enemy's attacks, so they can let go and pour the most deadly rain of arrows on the enemy.

Hermann did exactly that. He rushed to the range where the bow and arrow had the greatest power, then jumped off the antelope and shot sharp arrows at the barbarian fighter and the barbarian warriors around him in a steady shooting posture.

Victor, the Ranger sisters, and Burning Delina also chose their positions and shot arrows at the orcs and barbarians.

The half-elf hunting team suddenly had new reinforcements, and they were all level 4 or 5 archers, which led to a sharp increase in casualties among the orcs and barbarians, and their front line shrank and they retreated.

The commander of the hunting team, a middle-aged bearded archer, saw the hope of victory and quickly moved closer to Hermann. He said concisely, "Sir, we can change the spearhead formation and take advantage of the chaos to divide and annihilate the enemy."

"We should kill a butcher first!" Hermann said with a cold face while shooting arrows.

The commander was stunned. The Orc Butcher was used to standing behind his companions. If the archers simply let the archers focus their fire from a distance, the Butcher could move and dodge, so it would be difficult to shoot him.

The current battle situation is urgent, the flying axes of the orc fighters are hitting them head-on, and it is difficult for the commander of the hunting team to explain everything to Hermann all at once.

In fact, he misunderstood. Hermann was not talking to him just now, but giving advice to Victor.

"Harvey, Kent, Livdel, you take care of one butcher first, and we will be responsible for the cover." Victor said.

Gladiator Kent had been eager to try, and upon hearing his master's order, he immediately rushed out with two swords in hand. Harvey and the alchemist Livdel were not far behind, and almost at the same time they charged at the tall and fat butcher.

The three formed a spearhead formation, like a dagger, fiercely stabbing into the Orcs' line. The Orcs' stone axes attacked them, but Harvey waved two fine iron shield blades to catch most of the attacks and knocked the Orcs who were in the way to the ground. The smelly Livdel and Kent maintained their charging speed, passed Harvey, and Livdel attacked the Orcs who were blocking the way, creating an opportunity for Kent to face the butcher.

A violent half-orc butcher lacks the combat instincts of a brute, but their sense of danger is sharper.

When Kent and others attacked the front line, the butcher had already realized that their target was him, but he did not expect Kent's charge speed to be so fast that he arrived in front of him in a few blinks of an eye.

Now, in front of the gladiator there was only the Orc butcher. He used the fire of his soul to mobilize his inner potential and control the muscles and joints of his whole body. In one stride he crossed fourteen or fifteen meters and then spun in the air. The double swords in his hands swung out two indigo blade lights, aiming straight at the orc's neck.

The butcher was waiting for the opportunity, but it was too late for him to strike first. The half-elf actually accelerated again in the middle of the charge, appearing in front of him as if teleporting, and launching the attack first.

Fortunately, the half-elf was short and had to jump to chop the orc butcher's neck.

So the butcher had the opportunity to step back and defend. He took a half step back, turned sideways, and used the long handle of his axe to block the half-elf's double swords.

Kent's two long swords are made entirely of fine iron, each weighing more than 30 pounds. They are heavy, solid and sharp. The fire of the soul makes the power of the two swords condensed and not dispersed, making them indestructible.

The indigo blade light swept across, bending and breaking the axe handle made of rough iron. The two knives successively cut the butcher's shoulder and neck, leaving a shallow wound on his neck.

The Blood Rage Defense was broken. At this critical moment of life and death, the third-level butcher successfully stimulated his own potential. He roared wildly and kicked hard in the direction of the enemy's attack completely based on his intuition.

As soon as Kent landed, the butcher's kick came at him like a sledgehammer. He had no choice but to cross his hands to protect his chest and take the blow.

The butcher's explosive power was so terrifying that with Kent's weight, he could have been kicked twenty meters away, but Kent stepped on the ground, slowed down by friction, and kept his body posture unchanged. He only slid backwards seven or eight meters, showing incredible control over himself.

He took a long breath, and the fire in his soul had transformed into the heart of the mirror. He used his mind to perceive inside and outside without missing anything. Starting from his feet, he exerted force on his muscles layer by layer, spreading throughout his body like wildfire. He rushed forward like lightning, and his left and right swords dragged out two sharp and bright blade lights, stunning the entire battlefield.

The two blade lights crossed and hit each other, and the tall and fat orc butcher was instantly torn into several pieces. Blood spilled all over the ground, and his death was particularly tragic.

At this moment, there was a moment of silence between the two sides, and Harvey, Livdel and Kent reunited and formed a formation again.

There were two butchers on the Orc side, guarding the two wings of the battle line. The other butcher saw his fellow being killed instantly by the new half-elf, and he reacted very quickly, raising his axe to kill the Orc fighter closest to him, and let out a loud howl in the drifting blood mist.

This is another innate skill of the Orc Butcher, Harsh Order: By killing a cowardly subordinate, he forces ten subordinates into a state of blood rage, temporarily gaining an additional 60 blood rage points, and becoming immune to fear, losing their sanity, and launching an endless attack on the enemy.

The eyes of the ten orc fighters turned bloodshot, their muscles bulged, and they looked bigger. They fiercely attacked the half-elf line.

The half-elf hunting team was still a little confused. They were caught off guard and a little flustered by the fearless attack of the orc fighters.

The butcher took the opportunity to call on the rest of his companions to turn around and flee.