Summoning Total War

Chapter One Hundred and One (Part Two)

"As a food species of u, the jackals treat all creatures-including their people as food. The jackals have no affection for other races. They just want to get a piece of the pie from others, and the jackals will share with you. But you will never suffer together. The length of time he and you work together to create a **** depends entirely on whether you are strong enough and whether you feed him enough. Jackals are lazy and savage, and have no talent at all. They are good at a few. Several crafts, but they don’t understand metal smelting. They neither mine nor farm, but live a nomadic, fishing and hunting life.

The society of jackals is entirely based on force. The strongest and terrifying jackals are the leaders of the tribe, while the weak ones will become food for other tribes. This way of life means that the ordinary Jackal clan is always in a state of tension-even if the leader shows a slight sign of weakness, it will cause fighting and violence over the control of the clan. This will also hinder the evolution of jackals for a long time, making them unable to cross the social organization form of the clan stage. "

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When hungry, jackals will eat their own kind.

Even if this savage creature is moving in the direction of a wise species, it is impossible for a **** to completely fade this primitive beast. It is difficult for them to get along with other creatures, whether they are humans, elves, or half-orcs...

Lying on her back on the spread carpet of the tent, Murphy kept thinking about a question

That is, is it possible for the Jackal to cooperate with the Orcs?

Material assistance is one thing, but forming an alliance to share the results is another matter.

Jackal lives are brutal and greedy, and half-orcs have strong emotions and rage attacks. The contradiction between the two creatures can be said to be difficult to reconcile. Unless there is some kind of power that is as powerful as the limit of mortal things, such as gods, the possibility of their cooperation is really not high.

If it is said that the Orcs army will not cooperate with the Jackals to attack the southern plains.

So does it mean that the half-orcs who threw troops from the loess and crossed the Nedoria River might also be at war with the wolves?

What the orcs covet is undoubtedly the land of Feiwo in the southern plain

It is impossible for them to live in peace with a species that feeds on intelligent creatures like jackals. Even if they cooperate, they are only used and temporary.

But if it is to take advantage of the jackals, why don't the half-orcs wait for humans to completely defeat the jackals before taking a lot of power? Is it to send troops when human beings are just preparing for a major counterattack?

What kind of connection is there?

Murphy racked his brains and couldn't think of the problem.

If he is the chief of a half-orc, then he will definitely not send troops at this time because it is definitely a very bad thing to cooperate with creatures like gnolls. Murphy is more willing to wait for the gnolls to be wiped out by humans, and humans are also injured. Only after moving the bones did the offensive on the southern plains proceed.

Thus

In order to gain the greatest advantage for yourself.

Although half-orcs are irritable and reckless, they are not without wisdom.

They must send troops now for what

what is it?

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The next day, early morning.

When Murphy walked out of the tent, there was already a scream outside the canyon

At about six o'clock in the morning, the retreating army of jackals launched an attack. They spent one night building gods and made three large shield carts with wooden boards nailed on all sides, which is a modified version of the original cart, more like a movable wooden box. The box can block the arrows from the front, above, and from the left and right. The jackal hid in the box and pushed the shield cart forward, knocking down the horse all the way to the trench.

The width of the trench was about 1.5 meters, and the shield car had to stop in front of the trench.

By the time Murphy came to the front, the trench was almost filled with gnolls. Over 3,000 adult male xìng jackals attacked in batches. In less than half an hour, they used hundreds of corpses to advance to a distance of fifty meters in front of the fortifications.

Since the change of defense in the morning, the soldiers placed on the front line are no longer the Greek heavy infantry in the city of Athens.

At Murphy's sign, General Rio Dalé will be on the front line. The pikemen, who were previously sent by the human city-states as reserves, are arranged on the second line to take over the Silver Shield Eagle Infantry into battle.

After narrowing the distance to 30 meters.

The wolves hiding in the wooden box made a sharp and miserable howl, and apparently they had stepped on the sharpened wooden sign on the ground while walking barefoot. The jackal's advancing rate slowed down, and a little bit of it was born. And the wolves who followed behind the wooden box holding a shield and advancing slowly fell to the ground under the throw of the archer. At this moment, a majestic wolf howl suddenly came from the back of the jackal. This seems to be some kind of order. The attacking wolves actually abandon the tortoise-shell wooden box, just like this, holding the shield and charging towards the fortifications.

The first batch of wolves who stepped on the poison lottery charge were stopped, and then all fell under the arrows of the archers. But the second batch of jackals had learned to behave, they were still on the ground, and then stepped on the corpses of their companions.

After paying hundreds of corpses again, the two sides finally entered the u-battle.

This is a fight without the slightest charm

It's completely a life-threatening style of play. After entering the battle, the adult male xìng jackals who charged in the front dropped their shields. As the vanguard, they did not have heavy weapons, so they directly grabbed the bodies of their companions. It hit the silver shield and eagle flag infantry who stood on the front line of the fortifications. The first contact with the gods made both sides pay no price, but the soldiers from the reserve team quickly replenished them, between the canyon walls. On the 200-meter battlefield, the battle entered a stalemate

The height of five meters is not too difficult for the Jackal.

Part of the agile jackals climbed onto the dirt wall, but they were quickly assassinated by the gunmen on the dirt wall.

The two sides are glued together, and the corpses of the first line humans and jackals begin to pile up

The Spartan reloaded fanatic infantry was appointed by the general Riodari as the superintendent team, standing behind the earth wall.

"How long has it been offensive?" Murphy came to the front, silently watching the battlefield in front of him, and asked in a deep voice. The Jackal's play style, which does not count casualties, is entirely fateful, a little bit beyond his expectations.

In his understanding, the general battle casualties were more than half, and those wolves were already low in fighting spirit.

But it has been nearly twenty minutes since he came to the battlefield.

The Jackal’s offensive showed no signs of weakness so far. A large number of reserve teams rushed forward one after another, and the loss of the first line had already exceeded 400 people. As the third reserve, the eight hundred silver shield eagle infantry had to join the battle with the auxiliary pikemen. If we continue to fight according to this offensive, I am afraid that even the army of Mrs. Elizabeth will also go into battle.

"It's been a while." General Riodare looked solemn. He pointed to those wolves who looked so fierce and fearless today, and said solemnly: "Master Governor, their eyes are red."

Red?

Murphy was taken aback when he heard the words, and then looked carefully at the jackals charging at the front.

really

The eyes of those jackals are really red and faintly with blood red pupils

"They should use something to enter a frenzy of fearless death and pain," General Riodare pointed to an elite jackal who was still fighting with his arrows, and said seriously.

fanaticism?

Gnoll shaman?

After arriving at this time, Murphy discovered that the shì worshippers of the gods, whether priests or shamans, seemed to possess an ability that could make people go into frenzy and even frenzy. Soldiers in this state doubled their fearless courage to die, and even reduced their painful feelings. Obviously, these wolves in front of them are like that.

"Go and invite those magicians." Murphy turned to face the general guard next to him and said.

After speaking, he glanced at the Silver Shield Eagle Infantry that was struggling to support under the Jackal offensive, and ordered General Marcus Kane: "Put the Napsiyan mercenary into battle."

"Yes" General Marcus Kane answered.

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The magicians with Merlin came soon.

Walking in the forefront was the man in the long gray cloak that Murphy had always been curious about. His steps were fast and dense, and seemed to have a special rhythm.

"Your Excellency," the magician Merlin leaned forward slightly.

"Those jackals have been attacking the soldiers on the front line for a long time and are very tired. If this continues, I am afraid that the casualties will be very high." Murphy is not interested in talking nonsense with them. He pointed to the jackals in the front line battle and said in a deep voice. : "Look at the eyes of these beasts"

"It's the bloodthirsty art" The thin figure in the long and narrow cloak spoke first. He frowned slightly and looked at the jackal man in the distance and said, "There is a great jackal shaman."

After speaking, he gently held his slender white right hand on the hilt of the sword

At this moment, the magician Merlin suddenly stopped him. Merlin shook his head at the man, turned to look at Murphy and said solemnly: "The human army has already defeated the jackals on the front line and they will be able to come by this afternoon at the latest."

"Bloodthirsty does not last too long to create gods"

Several wizards glanced at each other, and then came to the front of the line together.

The deep chanting of spells began to reverberate in the canyon, and the surging of the surrounding air suddenly became rush.

Murphy heard the howling of the violent wind, in the canyon, above the two armies fighting.

A fiery red cloud gradually formed, and the air began to be filled with a swell of heat

A red light appeared on the magic wands of the wizards~www.readwn.com~, and a red cloud with a diameter of nearly 15 meters also formed over the gnoll army.

Fireballs with fist-sized fireballs began to fall

These fireballs exploded after they landed, and the attacking jackal was blown up.

But just a minute or two.

Most of the attacking jackals were killed or injured, and the rest were morale.

"This is the power of magic?" Murphy looked at the ground that was blown into pits by the fireball from a distance, and couldn't help looking at the wizards who had finished casting the spell with a shocked face.

At this look, he was taken aback.

Because after casting this powerful magic, Merlin, the magician who was among the mages except Wei, fell to the ground in despair.

And the only Merlin who was standing was also sluggish with sweat on his face, but barely supported his body with a stick.