The sentinels established by Rohan's side were very simple. Due to the requirements of the tree people, humans could not cut down trees here to build outposts with small fences, but this also facilitated the construction of sentinels. Numberers simply used branches to make some easy-to-climb steps on the trunks, and then built the sentinel tower directly in the canopy, so that they would not destroy the trees, but could effectively detect enemies. In addition, a bunch of bonfires and several tents, the numberers could easily repair the sentinels within an hour.

The sentinels in the woods in the north were not repaired by Hu Bin and his gang, but by another group of desperate numbers. They also knew that there was a fierce exchange of fire between the two sides in the south during the day. At this time, there were probably not many numberers who could take care of this post. As long as they survived this night, they could get a lot of military achievements. Then they would just give up here if they gained enough benefits.

As the main fortification of sentinels, the reconnaissance and defense capabilities play a great role in protecting sentinels. It is a pity that the long-range attack on the sentinels slightly increases some long-range damage and attack range. The baffle can also effectively protect the people on the sentinels from being easily attacked by the enemy. According to common sense, this position that is both safe and capable of gaining strength should be occupied by the numberer, but unfortunately, the numberer does not have the sense of responsibility and patience of the indigenous people, and it is difficult to maintain boring surveillance for a long time, so most of the sentinels are taken turns by the indigenous soldiers under the numberer.

When Hu Bin arrived at this sentinel, he found that he was taking the lead. As an elf, he easily sensed them outside the scope of the numberers' reconnaissance. They originally wanted to use sentinels as bait to plan something wrong. The good news was that there was ready-made bait delivered to the door.

"Four numberers, fifteen Rohan militia, one Rohan archer, two Rohan ordinary cavalry, Qiao, go and test them, and leave the gift as planned. It seems that we are lucky." Hu Bin reported the troops in the sentinel camp, and then sent Qiao out to arrange the battlefield.

The indigenous soldiers on the mail tower discovered Qiao from a distance and hurriedly warned the numberer in the camp. The numberer here was relieved when he found that it was his own person and called the guy who appeared here alone, a little unceremoniously.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Why are you alone, your accomplices?" A numberer left the bonfire and shouted at Joe who had come to the neighborhood alone.

"I'm here to do a reconnaissance mission. My teammates were all injured in the daytime battle. I want to use this little free to do a mission alone." Qiao said innocently.

"Then you are here just right. Go to the west to help us see if there is any team from Aisinger coming here." The numberer pointed to the forest in the west and said.

"This, I'm just passing by here." Qiao showed a shy look.

"Okay, I understand. I'll pay 50 gold coins to sell. You can check it out for us. It won't take too long." The man seemed very impatient.

"Okay!" Qiao ran forward happily.

"You are spending gold coins again and driving that guy away directly."

"We are a little risky this time, and it's not an exaggeration to spend a little money to buy a peace of mind."

Qiao sneered when he heard the conversation behind him, and sent him away with 50 gold coins. He was originally in the same camp and was still a little unbearable to treat them as bait. Now he felt at ease.

Joe needed to set up a trap in the direction of the outpost near Aisinger. He was making the trap while sighing at Reed's insidiousness.

The flame mark, one of the mage's apprentice tricks, can usually be attached to the surface of objects or clothes for lighting and heating, but after special treatment, the mark can burst out with a brief spark in an instant. Hu Bin attached the flame mark to a piece of sheepskin and added a little bit of the embers of the Fire Demon to ensure that the trick can last for a period of time. He tied the sheepskin and Gandalf's special fireworks together, and finally made it into a boastful firecracker.

What Qiao is holding now is this processed firecracker. He used thin lines to connect the surrounding tree trunks and finally connected all the threads to the firecracker. If someone doesn't want to enter this area, as long as he trips up a thread, the firecracker will detonate.

"Tsk, that guys are cheap." In order to make the hostile numberers and baits that may appear to consume as much power as possible, Hu Bin came up with this damage move after a brief conception, so that the attackers could be exposed in advance. Hu Bin felt that as long as the Saruman numberers who came back here must be very confident in him, and preventing the bait from running away from here would force them to take a strong attack.

Qiao, who had just set up the trap, suddenly stopped his movements and listened to the sounds around the listener. He found that the nearby area was actually quiet, and even the sparse sound of insects in the forest disappeared.

"It's not so unlucky, right?" Qiao's forehead was covered with a drop of cold sweat. He slowly pulled out his sword and placed it in front of his chin. He lowered his body and slowly retreated to the camp. He felt a trace of cold breath just now coming towards him. After retreating twenty meters, Qiao found that there was still no movement. He couldn't help but smiled, feeling that he was thinking too much and he had an illusion.

Just as Qiao was preparing to take the next move, a little fire lighted up not far away. After seeing the light, Qiao hurriedly turned around and ran back with all her strength.

"Swoosh~, bang!" A second later, the gorgeous fireworks illuminated the night sky, and burst out over the forest with a huge roar. A numberer wearing a dark blue night clothes appeared from behind a tree trunk. He looked at the fireworks that had not disappeared in the sky, then looked at the enemy who had run away, sighed, and took back the frosted dagger in his hand, and the sound of half-beast soldiers panicked in the forest behind him.

"What happened?" The numberers in the camp exploded because of the loud noise. They pulled out their weapons one after another, and then saw a figure rushing out of the woods.

"Shoot the arrow quickly and kill him." A numberer shouted, but the Aboriginal soldier was slow to respond to his orders.

"Sir, that's my own person. Are you sure you want to shoot an arrow?" an indigenous soldier asked with a tense face. If the numberer said yes, the soldier would probably betray him on the spot. Attacking his own person would be a crime of treason.

"Calm down, the enemy is still far from our position, so be sure to prepare for the battle." The numberer who seemed to be the captain shouted loudly to calm the minds of his teammates. These numberers were just too nervous for a while. They were not rookies, so they quickly calmed down and arranged defense lines in an orderly manner.

"Orc, it's the people over there. Be careful, I'll leave first." Qiao shouted as he passed by the camp, then rushed into the woods and disappeared.

A half-beast soldier rushed towards the camp. The archer on the mail tower shot an arrow at him and hit the orc in the thigh. The half-beast fell to the ground, screamed and pulled out the arrow from his legs, and then struggled to get up and continue attacking, but was then shot through the head by the archer's second arrow and killed him on the spot.

The dead half-beast soldiers were stimulated by the fireworks. He was so passionate that he left the large army without authorization and charged towards the enemy in a panic, but were simply solved by two arrows. His death taught the orcs behind him a lesson. Although these guys escaped the command of the numberer, as soldiers, they were worthless to die.

The orcs who lacked the leader could not come up with an idea. The numberers originally asked them to investigate the situation here and waited for the people behind to arrive. However, the sudden sound of firecrackers made the intentions of these guys discover. The IQ of the plan made them unable to judge whether to attack after seeing the enemy. The orcs did not ask the numberers to wait for too long, and hesitation was never the personality of the orcs. Reckless and bloodthirsty were their nature. The orcs quickly ignored the orders they had received and rushed towards the enemy in the sentinel.

"I knew it would be like this!" On a thick branch, the Saruman numberer in the night clothes saw the orcs under him rushing towards the human team that was waiting for him, and murmured. Although he knew that these simple-minded guys had no effect except being cannon fodder, he was still very depressed.

"Kill them!" The numberer captain pointed the tip of the sword at the attacking half-orcs, and all the Rohan militia rushed out, ready to intercept the half-orcs.

After the archers on the mail tower killed a half-dodged orc who could not dodge, two groups of soldiers fought together. The strength of the half-beast soldiers was even stronger than the Luohan militia in local battles, but the militia with local advantages and long-range support relied on the large number of people, but instead suppressed the half-beast soldiers and fought back.

More than a dozen orcs were besieged to death in such a situation. The last few orcs finally used their solidified brains to figure out their disadvantages and ran behind them, but a crossbow arrow made their way.

"The performance of these cannon fodders is almost putting me asleep. The next time for the main show is up. Go, my legion!"

The escaped orc was shot and submerged by the powerful orc army.

"Damn it, it's that guy. It's so unlucky. Why did you meet him?" When the numberers in the camp saw a large number of strong orcs with about 30, they had already recognized the numberer of the opposite camp. It seemed that Jin was quite famous in the human camp.

"That guy is a total lunatic, captain, let's go. It's still time to go." In the camp, a numberer suggested to their captain in horror while shooting with crossbow arrows.

"It's useless. We can't run away from the strong orcs in the forest. In the end, the result will be the same. It's better to fight them head-on while they are full of energy. In this way, there is hope of winning." The captain had no choice but to take one step and gritted the bullet to fight. He also knew that he could not escape. The person targeted by the guy named Jin had never escaped.

The strength of the strong orcs is not comparable to that of the orcs. The Luohan militia front, which could defeat the half-beast soldiers just now, was hit by the strong orcs who arrived. The numberers on the human side found that the soldiers suffered serious losses and hurriedly ordered them to retreat to the vicinity of the sentry and tried to rely on the firepower of the sentry to support for a period of time.

The numberer captain found that the arrows on the mail tower had suddenly stopped firing. He looked up at the archer, but was frightened to find that the archer's position had been replaced by a hostile numberer. The guy wearing night clothes and holding a dagger made a throat-cutting move at him, then jumped and disappeared into the canopy.

The powerful orcs of Jin finally attacked the camp of the sentinel. Although the opponent's human soldiers fought to the death for a while, the gap in strength and number allowed these resistances to accelerate their death. A numberer of the human camp was shot by the opponent's powerful crossbow, and the strong orcs who were besieging him seized the opportunity and soon became the first numberer to die in the battle. His death scared their teammates, and their subsequent resistance became smaller and smaller, and they were all subdued by the strong orcs, and all the other defenders in the sentinel were annihilated.

"Oh, who did I think would come to this place? It turned out to be a group of unknown people. I really dislike it. Who gave you the courage to get involved in this place?" Jin said to several captured numbers while standing under the protection of several powerful orcs and Bieber.

"We admit defeat, tell me, how much price it will cost to let us go." The helpless captain of the numberer took out a few props on his body, begging the group of people in front of him to act according to the unspoken rules of the numberer and let them go after receiving the life props. Although it is a big loss to do so, it is better than losing their lives.

"It seems that you haven't seen the situation clearly yet. When did I say that you will be let go? I think the strong orcs under my command must like the flesh on your body very much. Maybe you will be able to die in a while." Jin signaled a strong orc to put away the props taken out by the prisoner, and then took a look and said with a cruel and ferocious expression.

"I'll fight with you." A numberer who was knocked to the ground saw that it was impossible to do anything, and struggled to use a prop that died together, and together with himself and the three powerful orcs around him, they were destroyed in the sudden burst of flames.

"Hahaha, it's great. How perfect and gorgeous the flames that bloom with life like this are. This is exactly what I pursue. If you don't look at me like this, I will be shy and desperate? Are you unwilling to accept it? Then, please use your last struggle to please me." Jin's face began to twitch and tremble.

"The boss is getting more and more perverted!"

"Speak quietly, don't be heard by him." Although the two numberers standing with Jin and Bieber said they would not let Jin hear it, their volume seemed to be deliberately let Jin hear it.

However, Jin didn't care about this. After so long cooperation, he had known what these guys were. Maybe they felt more perverted at this time than they did.

"We'll bear it quickly. We have to rush back to hand in the mission. We don't have time to waste here." Bieber's eyes twitched a few times, but a member of their team who was responsible for the hijacking of the rear was tortured by the numberer of the human camp. He did not agree with Jin's approach, but he would not stop Jin.

"It's okay, it will take some time to destroy the sentinel. We can play a few tricks first and then take them to Aisinger to play slowly. You will like my warm hospitality, right!"

Jin's words made the two surviving numbers feel heartbroken. They don't have the means to die together, and even if they have one, they may not have the courage to use it. Despair enveloped their faces.

"So, let's start with that? Well, the numberer has a strong reply ability. Do you want to do a few together? I haven't tried this way of playing."

After following Saruman for many live experiments, Jin's mind was a little distorted, which was manifested as venting the fear in his heart on others.

Just as Jin was happily preparing to try his new idea, an arrow shot over with a whoosh.

Jin pulled over the powerful orc beside him, blocked himself with his body, then rolled on the spot, jumped to the back of the tree and became more and more. Others, including Bieber, formed a defensive formation without any panic, waiting for the enemy to appear.

"That guy is so afraid of death. His escape is too skillful!" Qiao put down the crossbow in his hand, looked at Jin's series of extremely fast movements and looked at him with a dark look. He didn't aim at him at all.

"Kill them!" Jin waved behind the tree trunk, letting the strong orcs raid there, while he began to look at the surrounding environment, ready to avoid possible attacks.

Without saying a word, Bieber walked to the two prisoners, cut off their legs to prevent them from escaping, and then followed the powerful orcs into the woods with their screams.

The assassin-type numberer has long disappeared, while the far-attack numberer holding an orc crossbow has climbed up to guard the turret. The remaining numberer who manages intelligence ignited the nearby set-top tent with the fire in the bonfire, preparing to destroy the stronghold. Several people have a clear division of labor, which can not only ensure the strength to pursue the enemy, but also arrange a way out of retreat. The orc troops can use the time to restrain the task to complete the task. In this way, even if they retreat in special circumstances, they can get compensation for the task reward. This is the experience and tacit understanding obtained after many battles with the numberer and the bloody lessons learned.

The strong orcs seemed to have been hindered by some hindrance, but their roars were still loud, but they never stopped.

"It's not right. If they encounter each other, they won't keep making such roars. Oh no, their target is us, pull the tiger away from the mountain, don't worry about the sentinel point, retreat quickly." Jin suddenly thought of something and called out loudly to the other two people to retreat.

However, he was a little too late to realize. A feather arrow silently inserted into the wrist of the numberer holding a crossbow on the whistle tower. The numberer let out a painful cry, and then fell to the ground. Then the footsteps that shook the earth gradually approached, and a tall figure appeared on their retreat route.
Chapter completed!