The armored man seemed to be on the verge of collapse after receiving the news: "this is one of the closest defense nodes to those insects. If it is a small-scale swarm attack, those mages and adults will not come over! This must be a massive attack! We are dead! "

This kind of soldier who collapses because of fear of death is very common. This kind of person occupies half of the army of each vassal country.

Generally speaking, when you cause more casualties to them than they appear in the battlefield, they tend to dig out their brave and fighting side.

But now the man in front of the demon hunter is the only way to obtain information. Maybe it needs a gentle way.

"Pa! Bang Two successive big slaps in the face made the armor man spin in the air and fell to the ground. This hand directly suppressed the mercenaries waiting for the negotiation result behind them, and many of them covered their faces.

"Sober up?" The demon hunter grabbed the breastplate of his armor with both hands and lifted the man from the ground: "otherwise the whole scene will be very ugly."

"It's useless. Every time a large-scale insect swarm attacks, the garrison of this broken place will be completely destroyed. Except the mage can get out of the battlefield, no one else has any chance." The armored man bowed his head and vomited three teeth, without even the spirit of resistance.

The tall man was crying like a child weighing 180 kg: "it took me 15 years to climb from a slave to a Templar! I haven't been a slave for less than two months! As a result, I am going to die! "

Hearing the armor man's words, the mercenaries around him were not calm.

Except for the demon hunters, who accounted for a quarter of the population, the remaining 30 were divided into three parts.

A small group of about a dozen people, with swordsmen and shield soldiers as the main force, gathered together from the very beginning. It seemed that they were a fixed team, and immediately went to the gate.

Another group of seven or eight people, led by an archer, was also the main group of long-range hitters, with only two shield warriors as the cover, looking at the slave soldiers around with vigilance.

The rest of the people are lone wolf, including the mad warrior mad cow who was once put by the female warrior.

The five hundred slave soldiers who had entered the fortress with them were like robots, watching with indifference to the things in front of them, and so were the slave soldiers standing on the wall.

One threw the man with armor on the ground. As soon as the hunter turned around, he grabbed the double-edged axe of the mad cow. One foot stepped on the armor man's right hand and put the blade of the axe on his finger: "OK, in order not to waste time, we'll start from the simple one."

Mad cow's eyes widened. He didn't even see when the other party took the axe from his own hand! Weapons are men's lives, this is to provoke the son of mad cow!

However, the burning anger in his heart dissipated like the ice in summer under the gaze of the samurai. The mad cow dared to swear to the great wizard king that he had never seen such a hot tempered woman in his life!

Look at the knife like face, look at the copper bell like eyes! These powerful limbs, this strong chest muscle! Mad cow thinks he should think about carrying this woman back to the tribe!

"What's your name?" Asked the demon hunter, with his axe in his hands.

The armor man who was thrown dizzy did not come out of despair. He was in a trance for a moment, and his little thumb had already left the body: "ah!"

"It's too slow. You need to speed up your reaction. After cutting your fingers, I'll continue from my toes." In the scream of the armored man, the demon hunter presses his axe blade on his ring finger.

"My name is Ah The armored man's words were interrupted again by the scream, and his ring finger went with his little thumb.

"Forget it, I'm suddenly not interested in your name. Tell me what you said about the swarm." Xu Yichen lightly cut off the second finger, which is a small psychological hint.

Show the tortured person that he is not a regular person, force the other party to say the subconscious answer, and do not give the torture target time to build logical thinking.

"Wait, I said!" The armored man did not have time to scream. He was afraid that the man who said that he would turn over his face would not agree. He continued to torture him: "this fortress established a defense node to defend against the attack of insect swarm. When those bedbugs appear, if the number is small, I will let the slave soldiers destroy it!"

"We've got a good start, go on!" The hunter loosened his feet a little and let the blood flow through his palms, causing another round of screams from the armored man.

Several members of the archer team seemed to want to stop the violence, but they were stopped by the leading archer.

"If the number of those insects is large, I need to operate the defense facilities in the fortress, clear them up first, and then send those slave soldiers to finish it up!" The armored man's face was full of snivel and tears, mixed with the sand on the ground, and looked embarrassed: "when the number of insects exceeds 5000, a mage will come here in person to take over the defense system of the fortress!""That is to say, there are more than 5000 insects this time?" The demon hunter looked around. With the strength of this steel fortress, plus 40 professionals and more than 500 mortal soldiers, maybe it can still make it?

"Yes, that's why the mage came." The armor man seemed to calm down after experiencing the pain: "you don't understand, this is the inner ring of the ring defense belt built by the great wizard king. Do you know how many times in the past 20 years, this place has been flattened by insects?"

"Good. I like your attitude now. If we could communicate like this in the beginning, the scene would be much more harmonious." Even though the hunter said so, he didn't let go.

"One hundred and fifty-seven times. In 20 years, this place has been trampled down by insects one hundred and fifty-seven times." The armor man growled, "do you know how many times the mage has been in charge himself? And one hundred and fifty-seven times! "

The answer made everyone look pale.

"Ha Ha Ha The armor man laughed loudly: "whenever there are large-scale insect swarms, our role is to drag them as much as possible, and the mage's living power can cause enough damage to the insects! Then when the city wall was filled up by insects, the master mage sent it away with a whoosh

"Then repeat the tactic at the next node, and before long, the worms will be dead and wounded." Added the hunter.

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