lizard lord

Chapter 127 Night Attack
With a plan in place, everyone acted quickly. The teams of all races were assembled that night. Early the next morning, the advance team composed of goblins and beasts had already arrived at the border of their territory, and began to patrol the surrounding area, looking for suitable camping site.

At noon that day, a team of dwarves and kobolds arrived. They began to cooperate with the dryads to build a camp, and a camp that looked good was gradually taking shape.

The camp is mainly built with thorns generated by plant magic, and many trees have been cut down for building materials. The camp is large in scale and is expected to accommodate thousands of people, far more than their five hundred people. This is reserved For the dwarves of Dragon's Den Pass.

If necessary, the camp can continue to expand to accommodate coalition forces inside.

During the construction period, Tang Zhao returned to his original size and kept lying next to the construction team, using his huge size to deter possible enemies around him.

The construction was not going smoothly, but what they were worried about happened—dark creatures from the southern part of the forest began to attack them. Caused a lot of trouble.

Dark creatures are just a slightly derogatory term. In fact, in essence, these creatures are no different from other creatures. They are all members of the main world. Except for a few species, they have no deep connection with demons. They can only be controlled by coercion and inducement.

[These creatures are probably driven away. There are also many powerful native creatures in the forest. The devil should not have chosen to confront them head-on, but directly bypassed them. Right now, these relatively weak creatures are used by the devil to check the reality of. 】

Squinting his eyes and looking at the dark forest in the distance, Tang Zhao had no doubt that if they showed excessive weakness, vicious demons would rush out of the forest.

Fortunately, Tang Zhao still seemed to be quite intimidating. Those who were driven were all small characters, and not many creatures had the courage to confront Tang Zhao head-on.

Even if there are occasional unconscious creatures, such as trolls and hill giants, they don't need Tang Chao to attack directly, and the nearby dwarves will directly nail them through with powerful ballistas, and the death is quite miserable.

After one after another, naturally no creature dared to come to the trouble. Tang Zhao and others successfully blocked the threat of invasion at the edge of the territory.

I spent half a day tensely, and unexpected situations appeared from time to time, but the situation was still under control, and no large-scale conflict broke out.

After the surrounding guard towers were all set up, Tang Zhao was finally relieved.

Now that the basic fortifications have been built, and the follow-up dwarf and kobold troops have also stationed in, the best time to attack has passed, the probability of them being attacked is greatly reduced, and the possibility of repelling the attack will also increase.

He still didn't leave in a hurry, but retreated into the camp, alerting the possible enemies.

Taking advantage of this period of time, the druids used magic and potions to heal his wounds and restore him to his proper combat power as soon as possible. However, skin trauma is easy to deal with, but fractures are a headache.

They have a lot of druids, but there are very few third-level ones. A spellcaster of this level can deal with skin trauma very well, but it is difficult to quickly heal fractures and other serious injuries.

In any case, he needs time to heal his wounds, but what he lacks most now is time. Before his injuries recover, his combat effectiveness will seriously decline.
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That night, Tang Zhao was awakened by the sound of war drums.

The rapid rhythm that symbolized the enemy's invasion sounded, and Tang Zhao jumped from the tree suddenly, and his body quickly became larger and swollen. He broke out at an astonishing speed and ran towards the gate of the camp.

At the gate of the camp, the dwarves lined up the baggage carts as a cover, and fired from the tall sentry towers and bunkers.

More than a dozen crossbows were set up everywhere, forming a powerful defense with hundreds of crossbows. They fired uninterruptedly, and the gnolls outside continued to suffer losses. Often, three or four gnolls were strung together and nailed to the ground. What happens on the ground.

The dwarves work in groups of three and cooperate with nine auxiliary kobolds: the three kobolds are responsible for lifting the tower shield for cover, and the remaining six kobolds are responsible for stringing the crossbow arrows. For a crossbow, hand the crossbow to the kobolds to string it as soon as it is shot, so that the dwarves' accuracy advantages can be used as much as possible.

A large number of jackals died on the way to the charge. Even if a few lucky ones rushed to the camp, they would be entangled in bushes and assassinated by the kobolds holding spears behind the bushes and waiting for rabbits.

The jackals also tried throwing fat-soaked ignited arrows, but although their camp was built with plants, the plant magic was also quite resistant to fire, but they were afraid of flames that contained a lot of magic power. The entire camp was lit, and they lacked high-level fighters and siege equipment, and they were helpless against the camp.

They chose to use crowd tactics to attack the position. The war scenes that the dwarves are best at are defending the city and fighting against the impact of the crowd. Without a decisive advantage, these gnolls are destined to be smashed.

Tang Zhao was taken aback at first, but after observing for a while and finding that the battle line was very stable, he was relieved a lot.

After calming down, he watched the wolf man launch wave after wave of offensives, and he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

[The number of gnolls here is really too many. It seems that there are at least a thousand of them, which is very unnatural, and their morale is too high. According to common sense, three ballista salvos can defeat them of.】

Tang Zhao believes that there is someone behind these jackals who is directing them, and it must be more than just coercion and lure, there must be something deeper to make these jackals charge bravely without fear of death.

It was too late to think about these things now, Tang Zhao hurried to the gate, guarding against the demons that might appear at any time.

These small characters can only cause trouble for them, and they can handle it for the time being. The ones who should be on guard are always demons. Tang Zhao's current state is not good, so he must be careful.

A low-pitched horn sounded from afar, and the Jackals reacted to it. They all slowed down and searched for cover on the spot, not knowing what would happen next.

Immediately afterwards, something unexpected happened—several stones the size of a millstone flew out from the forest and smashed into one of the dwarven watchtowers. Most of them missed, but there were still stones that hit the bull's-eye. The sentry tower was completely smashed down, and the dwarf on it jumped down in time to survive, but the ballista on it was already scrapped.

Before everyone could see what creature threw the stone, groups of heavily armed hobgoblins rushed out of the forest, heading straight for the gate of the camp.

(End of this chapter)