My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 162

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West of Scotland

The knight whistled, and the knight whistled, leaving behind an infantry squad of fog water.

“That's not right! Captain, Master Sage, what's with this order? Such a big boar, we can't even kill him!” Listen to the order read by the knight, a soldier asks puzzled. Their enemy is a boar, almost the same as a building, huge fangs can smash the tree they hug together, and roll all day in the mud, the mud covers the whole body and slowly a layer of wind dry then like the hardest rock armor, the sword is hard to hurt, when it is really a giant hegemony.

Fortunately, the warcraft was clumsy and only had the fastest straight punch, and under the command of the squad leader, they scattered to escape and dumped the boar and sent the message back.

They don't know that's what Kerall said to all the squads, so it's totally unknown, so Kerall's a little tough.

“Wait..." The captain, who had been pondering since the order was given, waved his hand as if he had caught something in the order.

Depending on the circumstances... the invincible warcraft is predominantly slaughtered, but how to slaughter... he stood up and circled in place, as if he also understood how the captain thought about dealing with the tricky warcraft, and nobody bothered him.

He turned a few laps without a clue, the whole person was anxious and suddenly almost tripped over by a vine and stabilized. His mind was caught dead with a glimmer of light: “Ha ha! I know what the teacher said! Trap! Seduce!”

“But, Captain, where are the traps that can catch this stuff?” A warrior from a hunter frowned bitterly and asked, "He's from a hunter, and the rope trap is used to trip rabbit foxes and so on. The rope trap is better for monkeys or bobcats. Bigger, for example, tigers, lions, bears, and boars, can only find beneficial terrain for the mountain superheroes to shoot dead with a hunting bow.

As for dealing with these giant hegemonics, there's really not much good cash.

“Idiot, don't you know how to trap a pony hole! This isn't hunting! We're almost hunted, and this is already a small, partial battle.” The captain scolded with a smile, with excitement and pride on his round face, apparently proud of his understanding of the intentions of the sage teacher.

“Trapped in a pony hole?” Trapped in a pony pit, they've seen it used exclusively against horses, digging the pit and covering it with floating grass and floating soil, making it look like the earth, waiting for the horse to run up and the horseman's weight and the knight's weight to crumble there in an instant, and the underlying layer of wooden puncture will pierce the soft belly of the battlemana.

This tactic is useful against horses, except that Camelot heavy cavalry can cross more than 5 meters of trenches with a weight of two tons, wearing heavy armor is not afraid of wooden pricks, most importantly, it is troublesome to climb and break legs, but after the first wave of knights fall, the second wave of knights will no longer be recruited, and it will be abandoned for a long time.

But at the time of the Red Leaf Ridge defense, Kerall had conceived this tactic, but the other side came too fast. In order to prevent the formation from being disrupted or even falling into its own hands, Kerall did not issue an evacuation order, and the pre-drilled pit was useless.

But as the captain of that battle, he knew there was such a trap.

“But, Captain, they have stones underneath their bellies! That kind of hardness, don't say the wooden spurs, spear tips or iron spurs are to be crushed?!” Another person said that they were thinking, much better than they were listening to orders.

“Oh, that depends on our efforts.” The bright light glistened on the team leader's face, and suddenly he found this impersonator of the sage's adult act so pleasant and handsome!

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At dusk in the afternoon.

“Coming, coming!” Listening to the vibrations above the earth, the team leader showed a slight expression of excitement on his face and raised his hand, he looked very steady: “Calm down...”

His team swallowed a sip.

I only saw the fastest of the warriors take off their light armor and spears, just teasing the boars to keep changing speed, watching the dirt heap in front of them show a nervous look on sweaty face, success or failure in this move!

He rushed toward the earth.

Several heads were exposed above the earth pile. Five archers were nervously holding the bow and arrow waiting for each other to reach the range. Too long bending bows would not only damage the bow, but also cause sore muscles for archers, and experienced archers would not play like this.

Want to rely on the high ground to shoot yourself under the high ground? The wild boar's eyes flashed with a glimmer of ridicule, not to mention what a threat that little bow and arrow could pose to him, and the district earth platform was too underestimated!

He had completely abandoned the monkey who had teased him, and he had decided to step on everyone on the platform.

He launched an angry assault, the roots of the pigsty rose upside down because of his tight muscles, and his fangs were lifted, and he decided to smash him with his nose and fangs at once!

It was just that he suffered many cartilage bruises all of a sudden in the dark in front of him, which only occurred when he hit or fell, and he began to open his eyes after plunging into darkness.

It was a very deep hole, almost ten meters high, and he looked at the sky as if it were a tiny piece of heaven.

The main and troublesome thing is this place is so small! He can't move! Stuck in the neighborhood, he even squeezed his limbs together, or it wouldn't have touched the ground!

This is a tapered trap that, although not lethal, is fatal for wild boars of enormous size.

“Okay, we got him!” The captain exclaimed with excitement and turned his head and said aloud: “Go back to His Majesty immediately and tell him that we have captured a warcraft and ask her to send the Knight Lord to bring it back to Camelot. ”

“But Captain, how do we get it out? So how do we get him? How do you tie him up?” A warrior asked, looking at the thick muscles of the boar, it was hard to imagine who would bear the anger after the giant beast climbed out.

“Idiot!” The captain scolded with a smile, the whole person smiled like a fox: “It's our business to catch it, how to get it out and transport it back is a knight's problem! ”

The team suddenly realized and hey, the captain laughed badly and was able to shade the higher knight, it felt good!