lizard lord

Chapter 147 Beer
The combat literacy of these humans in front of them is indeed not bad, but to no avail, their situation is quite passive, no matter how tight the formation is, they can't stop the ballista shooting, the defensive net of the spellcasters is torn, and the kobolds and elves in the forest are on fire. Feel free to shoot arrows at them.

Although protected by shields, this cannot protect all the mercenaries present. Even if these mercenaries are equipped with metal armor, they will still suffer casualties and be constantly wasted.

From ancient times to the present, fighting the enemies in the forest has been a big problem. The combat capabilities and equipment of these mercenaries can't be said to be bad, but facing this kind of terrain, they can't give full play to their advantages. If you don't care about going deep, you will be defeated one by one, and if you advance cautiously in formation, you will be kited. Many big countries in history have suffered from this kind of loss.

There is really no good way except to let the strong who are crushed by strength take action. Human beings in this era are not yet able to develop large forests into wasteland in a short period of time.

Obviously, these mercenaries, or the employers behind them, misjudged Tang Zhao's strength, which led to very troublesome consequences.

They think that "elves" are not a threat, and even sporadic elves can only harass them. After all, Insula is not an elf-inhabited area, and their number "should" not be very large.

I thought it would be enough to rely on a large number of mages, but I didn't expect Tang Zhao to have counter weapons, so I was caught off guard.

Don't blame them, anti-magic weapons can't be produced by any force, especially for unknown forces in the mountains.

The commander of the mercenary has basic judgment, and there is no way to continue being beaten like this. There are nothing more than two choices in front of him: run or fight, first kill the ballista not far in front of him, and then try to disperse the enemy front.

If this is a war to defend the country, many people will choose the former, but it seems a bit worthless to work so hard for money.

He gave the deputy a look, and the other party immediately understood, took out the horn from his waist, and a low and penetrating voice sounded on the battlefield.

The mercenaries who had been prepared acted immediately, raised their shields and spears, maintained a tight formation, and began to retreat slowly.

At the same time, the mages who survived and still had combat effectiveness also reacted, dispersed, and integrated into the team in pieces, so as not to be taken care of by the opponent's weapons.

It is true that this will reduce the efficiency of casting spells, but it is still infinitely stronger than losing one's life.

Once the opponent moves, it is difficult for the ballista to maintain shooting accuracy. The forest terrain is uneven, and there are many obstacles that block the field of vision.

Lilith, who was in charge of the command, was also very straightforward, directly throwing down those ballistas, letting the kobolds and elves chase after this team. Keep a distance and don't give them a chance to fight hand-to-hand.

Tang Zhao was close to the position less than 20 meters in front of the mercenary team, and he was not in a hurry to launch an attack. He could put a considerable amount of mental pressure on these mercenaries just by standing here, and he didn't need to do anything.

Now he just wants to stimulate these people and keep their spirits in a state of tension. There is a limit to human beings' endurance, and when they get close to this limit, doing something will come naturally.

The horns on the human side kept sounding, which was to cheer them up. Other than that, there were only heavy gasps on the field, and the sound of arrows bouncing off after hitting a hard object.

They have gone deep enough, there are [-] to [-] kilometers away from the border of the forest, and it is impossible to run away in a short time. The confrontation has become a test of pure willpower. Most of the mercenaries are nervously staring at Tang Zhao, for fear that he will What to do in the next second.

In fact, if these mercenaries showed enough flaws, Tang Zhao would not mind seizing the opportunity to launch a surprise attack on them.

In this way, it lasted for nearly half an hour, and finally the arrows of the soldiers were almost exhausted.

Tang Zhao observed the expressions of these mercenaries—there was exhaustion that could not be concealed amidst the tension. Marching with heavy loads in the mountains and forests was not easy, and they had to raise their shields and guns to guard against the threats in front of them. were severely consumed.

After thinking about it in his heart, he felt that it was almost time.

The tail slapped a small tree beside him, and the tree snapped, and the crisp sound of breaking followed.

"charge."

These words were deliberately spoken in the common language. Lilith's voice was not loud, but it had an inexplicable penetrating power in the woodland, and everyone present could clearly hear it.

The soldiers who received the signal did not hesitate, and immediately replaced the bows in their hands with short spears and long swords, and rushed out from the forest not far from the mercenaries.

At this time, Tang Zhao also used his psychic power, targeting the scattered mercenaries and spellcasters who got in.

These people suddenly felt their heads buzzing, and at the same time, Tang Zhao's words also came.

[Throw away your weapon, get down and surrender, or die. 】

No matter how these people reacted, Tang Zhao stopped procrastinating, and immediately took the lead and rushed towards the mercenary positions.

The mercenaries raised their guns to respond, the spears were severely deformed, and then snapped off, Tang Zhao's powerful impact pushed the spearmen in the front row back several steps.

Then, Tang Zhao's body slammed into them solidly, the front line was torn apart directly, and Tang Zhao felt as if he had entered the land of no one.

Like most opponents, the mercenaries lacked the weapons and equipment to deal with super-large creatures. They wanted to surround and subdue Tang Zhao by virtue of their superior numbers, but at the same time, the kobolds and elves behind also rushed up.

The gap that Tang Zhao had torn open was useful at this time. The sharp knives composed of elves and a few armored elite kobold fighters inserted themselves into the gap, and with Tang Zhao as the tip of the knife, they quickly further tore apart the mercenaries' lines.

The commander of the mercenaries on the opposite side chose to collect the remnants of the scattered mercenaries, which is understandable, but it also brought a lot of hidden dangers to the entire team.

These are ordinary adventurers, and they may be capable of single-handed or even team combat, but war is not an adventure, what is needed is teamwork and psychological endurance.

Maybe some modern people's thinking is at fault. Tang Zhao's priority in combat is not to kill the enemy, but to hit the enemy's morale, use small victories to accumulate advantages, and finally use a wave of attacks to crush the enemy's morale .

These adventurers are still far behind in terms of psychological quality. The real battlefield is not as bloody as fighting Warcraft and hunting for treasure. Tang Zhao has been killing the morale of the enemy before, and these stragglers are his key care objects. Their morale They were already overwhelmed, and after Tang Zhao's two-pronged approach of spiritual energy and body, they were completely frightened. The blood can last for a while, but it can't last forever.

Not long after Tang Zhao's words spread, a few cowardly adventurers dropped their weapons and prostrated themselves on the ground like those before them.

Tang Zhao did keep his promise and avoided them a little deliberately. This gave the adventurers a reassurance, and more adventurers followed suit.

In ancient times and even in modern times, there are supervising teams. This is not unreasonable. Even if it is a highly professional army, there is still the possibility of being defeated. If a soldier loses the will to resist, he will soon infect others. .A small local defeat, if the hidden danger is not killed in the cradle, it is very likely to evolve into a large-scale defeat of the entire battle.

These are mercenaries, but there is no such thing as a supervisory team. These adventurers' "reverse wind investment" quickly infected other mercenaries, and their actions hesitated.

Seeing that things were going badly, the leader shouted loudly and even shot two deserters with crossbow bolts, but this did not help and even contributed to the confusion.

Seeing that the sharp knives formed by Tang Zhao and his subordinates will soon approach his "heart", the torn hole is also expanding, and it is only a matter of time before the front line collapses.

At this time, Tang Zhao's indifferent voice came into his mind with some sarcasm.

[My promise is still valid. I will guarantee your safety. Think carefully about who is more important, your employer or your life. 】

The leader, who was already a little shaken, almost made up his mind when he heard this.

Tang Zhao pushed forward more than ten meters unhurriedly, and now the opponent no longer hesitated, and blew the horn with another melody.

"Drop your weapons! Get down! Get down!"

The leader's loud voice spread throughout the battlefield, and Tang Zhao glanced at the opponent with satisfaction. At this point, the overall situation is considered to be settled.
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Judging by the standards of mercenaries, these people are already dedicated enough, and the casualty ratio is very worthy of their employers. Even if the command thinking is not very good, it is not surprising, otherwise these people would not be mercenaries.

Oran is a relatively typical feudal country, with no internal wars and a strong military force. This kind of country has no soil for mercenaries to survive. Most of those who are able and capable join the army and become a cog in the feudal system.

There were almost 500 mercenaries in total, and now 200 prisoners have been captured. More than 200 people were killed on the spot by various methods, and 50 people ran away with unknown whereabouts.

His own losses were small, the dead and seriously wounded combined were only thirty or forty, and almost all of them came from the last wave of charge.

Thanks to their insignificant combat mode, and Tang Zhao standing in front, they attracted most of the attention as a shield.

Even so, nearly [-] corpses lined up in a row, there is no small visual impact, hundreds of people sound like that, but it doesn't look like that.

Tang Zhao knew that his psychological endurance in this aspect was not very strong, so the wolf man didn't watch it that time, and came to self-deception, this time he really couldn't avoid it.

[Our own people are buried, the enemy is cremated, and the relics are left for them to deal with. 】

After a few instructions, Tang Zhao turned and left, walking to the mercenary leader.

【You and your subordinates have caused me a lot of trouble. Let’s discuss two things first. Who ordered you to do this? 】

Tang Zhao was in a bad mood, and he didn't bother to talk to him, so he got straight to the point and asked the other party to give an explanation.

"Enrique Chamber of Commerce, Marfa Chamber of Commerce, Silver Coast Chamber of Commerce"

The leader had long been prepared to betray his employer. Without using Tang Zhao to torture him to extract a confession, he himself consciously said his employer's name with sincerity, and it didn't look like he was lying.

Tang Zhao basically has the impression of the names of these chambers of commerce, which further confirms this point. Of course, it still needs to be verified. This matter will be handed over to Andrea.

[Well, very good professional ethics, you have to pay for this matter, but I can't decide the specifics.In addition, you and your companions should also consider how to compensate our loss. 】

"How about this, we will compensate you with two hundred royal gold coins."

[The lives of residents cannot be bought with gold!Gold can kill, but it cannot save the living, I hope you can understand this. 】

In the eyes of this leader, most of his subordinates and opponents only represent money, but Tang Zhao is different from him. Human life is of course valuable to him, but it cannot be dismissed with a few gold coins stained with human blood.

Tang Zhao was a little angry, and his tone was a little excited. At the same time, he also used the power of psionic energy, which made the leader's mind buzz continuously, seriously affecting his thinking.

"Then, then you make the decision, and I will obey."

After waiting for a while, the leader stammered and said this sentence.

【I have an idea, I really need your strength, the specific result depends on your performance.】
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About a week later, the episode of the mercenary invasion disappeared in Insula, and apart from strengthening a lot of patrols, it seemed to be the same as before.

During the period, Andrea came to deliver the goods again, the quantity was similar to last time, and the goods were all grain.

Most of these grains were bought by the elves, and half of the transactions were bartered, while the other half used elves' coins as necessary reserves.

The minting level of elven currency is very high, and at the same time, these humans on the mainland are quite influenced by elven civilization, and they are more willing to accept elven currency, so the exchange rate of this currency is not bad.

There is still a lot of food left, but Tang Zhao did not choose to sell it to the dwarves this time, but gave priority to meeting the needs of his own people.

Of course, there are dwarves in his settlement, and these dwarves also use wheat to make wine.

Dwarf beer, in the eyes of Tang Zhao, is a very magical thing. This is no longer an ordinary beer. It can be called a specialized military food, just like elf food.

This wine is so strong that it almost looks like a paste, and it contains a lot of energy, which can supply combat most of the time.

Inside the dwarves, there is a tradition of storing spirits. On the one hand, it is to satisfy the appetite. On the other hand, this thing is really a strategic material, and drinking a pot can last a day.

The key point is that the dwarves don't care about spreading their technology, that is to say, this thing can be used as military rations.

Now there is only one thing that needs to be overcome-this thing is too strong, other races simply cannot enter it, and it may even be dangerous.

(End of this chapter)