Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 84 Night Attack
The curtain of the night is like a devil, hiding in the dense and gloomy jungle, showing a hideous and terrifying face, watching the aura of all living beings indifferently.

The low shrubs and yellow weeds swayed in the howling night wind, making whimpering sounds, like blasphemous whispers from the abyss.

Swish!
At this time, under the pale silver-white moonlight, two vigorous figures quickly shuttled through the jungle.

"Isn't it a little too early for us to come?" Horat half leaned against a thick tree, tightened the scarf around his neck, and said to Thorne who stopped.

"It's not early." Thorne, who was covered in a black cloak, turned his back to Horat, glanced at the black and white deep path ahead, and said in a low voice.

"Before it got dark, my animal partner had scouted out the positions of all the guard posts set up by the gnolls in the Moonlight Glade in advance."

Thorn's eyes flickered, and he said calmly.

"You don't want to kill all the guard posts, do you?" Horat raised his eyebrows and straightened up, subconsciously asked.

"That's right!" Thorne nodded without denying it.

"Our mission is mainly to sneak into the Gnoll camp and assassinate six Yeenoghu fangs. Why do you always like not to follow the routine, and you are not afraid of being exposed."

Horat glanced at Thorne and said helplessly.

"The leader of the Gnoll camp is not an idiot. I don't think it can create any effective chaos in the Gnoll camp just with the blazing glue of more than 20 crows."

Thorn turned around and continued:
"So only by killing all the wolf men outside the camp, and when they realize it, they will definitely send people out to check. At this time, in conjunction with the attack of Blazing Glue, can real panic be caused."

"It does sound like a good idea, and then the two of us will take the opportunity to sneak in?" Horat nodded slightly, showing a sudden look.

"The skills you learned in the Thorn Bird Assassin Academy can only be sneaked in, right? That's what thieves should do. We call it lurking, infiltration, and assassination!"

Thorne heard the words, made a joke to Hollat, and then corrected him seriously.

"Your stubborn personality hasn't changed at all. It's hard to imagine that you have changed from a novice Xiao Baituo who dared not even kill a chicken. Well, let's start acting quickly."

Horat muttered softly, looked forward and greeted Thorn.

……

Click!

In the moonlight forest, a bright bonfire was burning dry wood violently, making crackling noises, exuding high temperature and a disgusting body odor.

A few terrifying figures sat around under the bright firelight, reflecting eerie and ferocious black shadows on the withered yellow ground.

Each of them is nearly two meters tall, covered in green-gray fur, dotted with dark black spots, and gray-red manes extending from their coyote-like foreheads to their backs.

These big guys look like giant coyotes walking upright.

rustle!

A withered yellow leaf gently fell off the dead branch, whirled and fell to the ground.

Thorn, who was hiding in the big tree, stared vigilantly at the figure of the jackal beside the campfire below with his eyes narrowed.

There are a total of six Jackals, each wearing leather armor made of various animal skins.

This simple sewing process is not difficult for the wolf man. They often peel off the skin of their prey without any treatment, and use the simplest method to sew it into protective equipment.

These simple leather armors can not only bring them good defense and warmth, but also make the stench around them more intense.

Therefore, if players want to deal with the Wolf Man, the first thing to solve is to be able to bear the disgusting body odor of the Wolf Man.

In some large gnoll tribes, gnolls even capture kobold slaves to help them make simple weapons and equipment.

Careful observation revealed that almost all of these Jackals had scars left by animal minions or sharp knives.

Such scars not only did not make them look weak, but greatly increased their ferocity and brutality.

Six gnolls, one holding a spear, one using a machete, and one wielding a bone-crushing hammer, are smashing one on the stone. It looks like a femur of some kind of beast. .

With the sound of cracking bones, the jackal holding the hammer immediately picked up the broken bones, stuck out its scarlet tongue, and greedily sucked the marrow in the cracked bones.

The other two vigilant Jackals each held a simple longbow and a bag of arrows hanging from their waists.

This crude long-range weapon is made of the bent branches of an old tree and the tendons of some kind of animal. The blood stains on the ends of the tendons show that its production process is very rough.

The last wolf man was also the strongest wolf man. He sat carelessly on the grass, holding a terrifying flail in his hand.

The flail is one of the most popular weapons in the world, just like the broadsword and long sword.

Among the creatures that like to use flails are not only gnolls wandering in the wilderness, but also gladiators in the Colosseum, and even some priests who like violence prefer this weapon very much.

The ball-shaped hammer with spikes at the end of the flail can often exert powerful lethality, especially against those warriors whose whole body is wrapped like an iron can, the effect is still remarkable.

Thorne gently took out an armor-piercing arrow from the quiver behind him, and put it on the bowstring. Under the bleak moonlight, the arrow's icy light reached the strongest jackal on the ground.

collapse!
There was a slight echo of the bowstring under the cover of the hammer hitting the bone, and no one noticed it.

call out!
Immediately afterwards, there was a palpitating sound of piercing through the air, passing by the wolf man holding a spear with a strong wind, and the gray-red mane was slightly fluttered by the strong wind.

The Gnoll man with the flail in his hand narrowed his eyes suddenly, and the roar of fear just reached his throat.

puff!

The cold arrow sank into the wolf man's throat, leaving a bloody hole, and the dark red blood rolled out of the wolf man's throat.

thump!
Deep fear remained in the dilated pupils of the gnoll holding the flail. He fell on his back, his limbs twitched a few times, and then he died.

Ow!

The wolf man with a spear was the first to notice the crisis. He was the first to let out a high-spirited wolf howl, cutting through the thick night, and his dark green pupils scanned the enemy's hidden traces in the dark.

Horat's figure emerged from the shadow of the bushes. He leaped over three meters in an instant. The dagger in his hand pierced directly through the back of the wolf man holding the spear, and then twisted hard, and immediately fled away.

Kill with a sword!
call out!
Another arrow pierced through the thick night, screaming and rushed towards a jackal who had just pulled out his arrow and was about to shoot. As soon as his arrow hit the bowstring, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his chest.

The jackal subconsciously dropped the bow and arrow in his hand, covered the bloody hole in his chest with his hands to relieve the pain, and fell to the ground slowly until he let out a final howl.

The moment the second arrow was shot, Thorn, who was hiding on the tree, immediately hung the composite longbow behind his back, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and jumped off the tree four or five meters high.

The moment he landed, Thorne rolled on the spot, relieved the force of his fall, and moved to the side of another wolf man who was trying to escape.

puff!

The long sword flashed a cold light, and the yellow weeds floated with the wind of the sword. The legs of the escaped wolf man were cut off directly, and the whole body fell on the grass and howled in pain.

Then Thorne quickly got up to make up the knife, ending his last pain.

When Thorn looked in the direction where Horat was fighting, he happened to see the furry head of the last Wolf man, driven by the blood from the chest cavity, soaring into the sky.

"go!"

At the end of the battle, Thorne retrieved the two arrows he had just shot, waved to Horat, and the two quickly disappeared into the deep jungle.

(End of this chapter)