Ride and Cut

Whether it's mouthparts or arthropods, although it looks ferocious, the sand spider's attack ability can only be regarded as very ordinary.

It is still a threat to the naked indigenous tiger spirits. However, excellent equipment is the fine tradition of the Alpine Fort. The soldiers are equipped with a pair of excellent armor, and they will not be easily injured if they pay attention to it.

So in the beginning, no matter how amazing the sand spider's momentum is, it won't feel too much pressure.

But the real problem is -- no one knows when the night will end. In extreme cases, it may be late into the night. During this period, Sand Spider will definitely not stop for halftime for even a moment.

Fighting for a long time is too cruel and harsh for physical strength. Freaks who can fight until dawn like the lord will always be a minority after all.

Whether it's tiger spirits, barbarians, or centaurs, these top fighting races, without exception, have extremely long endurance, enough to support continuous combat for more than two hours.

For ordinary fighters, this statistic is already astonishingly luxurious.

But what about longer? They are not made of iron, and sooner or later they will be tired, tired, and unable to raise their hands.

The real danger does not come from direct attack, but once the physical strength is exhausted and overweight, a straw has the power to crush a camel, not to mention the sand spider.

This is where the sand spiders get really scary.

Therefore, Li Cha had to consider the factor of physical strength from the very beginning, and the answer he gave was the three rows of fire oil barrels.

Nehru used a scroll to conjure witchcraft.

The extremely eye-catching fireball in the dark night exploded the wooden barrel, and a viscous liquid exuding a pungent smell flowed out, and orange flames spread rapidly on it. Soon the fire oil barrels on both sides were also ignited, and then on both sides, and then on both sides...

In the end, the whole row of fire oil barrels burned blazingly, turning into a wall of flames, blocking the front of Goliath's gap.

"It's okay, the money is not wasted." Li Cha found that the effect was better than expected.

After killing the last wave of sand spiders, the follow-up has been much sparser, far from the tide-like momentum just now.

Even monsters also have the basic instinct of survival and fear of death, probably because there is a silk sac that can be ignited in the body, and the sand spider is obviously afraid of high temperature.

They hesitated on the other side of the fire wall, and the pressure on the Alpine Fort here suddenly eased. As long as a small half of the staff is allocated, it is enough to deal with the fish that slipped through the net, and the others can take turns to rest and recover their strength.

With the burning resistance of fire oil, it can completely ensure that everyone can rest for more than ten minutes.

Li Cha saw that Vera was releasing healing spells on a few unlucky people who were accidentally injured, "Use all your divine power to release Hui Ling's blessing, whether it can restore physical strength or the range blessing, it is more practical than anything else now."

"Then what should they do?" Vera asked belatedly.

"Take care of the holy water first, let them withdraw from the battle, and wait until dawn." The lord stepped on the long sword and gradually lifted into the air.

"Where are you going?" Vera asked, looking up.

"Go and see Dracula." Li Cha left a trailing voice, and he was almost gone.

When he reached Typhon's Gap, there was a raging fire underneath.

Li Cha could see clearly in the air.

According to the standards of mainstream human military drills, Dracula's command is quite satisfactory. Although there are not many outstanding points, there is nothing wrong with it.

The infantry and troll warriors guarded the front, and all the archers concentrated on the high wall behind to shoot and support. Skaar heavy cavalry and charr warriors rushed out from the two wings from time to time to stir up and stir, leaving behind a ground of sand spiders that were crushed to pieces.

There are many giant monster shamans staying here, and under the leadership of Hum, they slammed various spells on the sand spiders, showing extremely dazzling sound and light effects in the night.

Dracula himself played hard.

He is flying up and down in the night like a bat, strange and dexterous. Holding the scarlet long sword condensed with blood in his hand, he moved up and down among the sand spiders like a gorgeous dance.

Whenever there is no room for hair, he can always twist his body so that not a single hair of the sand spider can touch it.

"Oh." The lord sighed, and swooped down on the wall, "The cavalry retreat immediately, shaman, order the barrels."

Of course, the giant monster shaman could not disobey his orders. When the cavalry retreated from the two wings, they raised their hands and saw a "Sargeras Cross Flame Knife". The two flaming scimitars flew in arcs, and finally met the target, immediately igniting the oil barrel.

The wall of flames burned rapidly, blocking the vast number of sand spiders and shrinking back.

"Your Majesty, you are here." Dracula's complexion was already pale, but at this moment it was almost like lime, and the bruised and purple blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible.

"I remember I told you that every half an hour we have to light the bucket, so that everyone can rest for a while." Li Cha's tone was very severe.

"But for many fighters now, it's just a warm-up." Dracula eagerly retorted.

"You can only rest after resting now, and resting after you're too tired to die, it's useless for two hours!" Looking at his obviously abnormal complexion, the lord suddenly asked, "How much blood did you use up yourself?"

Dracula said after a little induction, "It's more than two tenths."

"It takes about seven-tenths to maintain life, and only three-tenths can be mobilized, and more than half of it is used up in just one hour?" Li Cha couldn't believe his ears.

"I only need about six-tenths of it for life support now..."

"Oh, then you're pretty good?" Li Cha rolled his eyes helplessly.

"The subject is terrified." Dracula's face turned even paler.

"I can understand your eagerness for success, but..." The lord patted him on the shoulder, and the two walked slowly on the city wall.

The bright moonlight shines everywhere, and looking around, everything seems to be soaked in a slowly flowing clear pool. If one ignores the burning flames and the gradually twisted and charred remains of the sand spider, it is actually very clear and quiet.

"Since we came here, you should know that those monsters can never be killed." Li Cha rested his hands on the rough city wall bricks and stared at the outside of Typhon's gap. "So for us, the primary goal must be to protect ourselves first."

"Since there are always countless sand spiders, why rush for a while."

If Buckland saw this scene, he would probably be so shocked that his glasses would fall off—the Lord of the Alpine Castle, who was always rough, would one day start to teach others not to be too rough.

This is not a kind of growth.

"Your Majesty, I understand." Dracula stood as straight as a javelin.

"The knowledge you learned in the military academy was designed to deal with humans." The lord nodded his helmet, "Some of those things are definitely suitable for dealing with sand spiders, and some are not. Be more flexible."

"clear."

"correct."

"Your Majesty, please tell me." Dracula nodded slightly.

"Can't you really suck blood to replenish blood?" Even though he knew the answer a long time ago, Li Cha still asked unwillingly.