The Crocodile Mercenary Group was annihilated …
The entire process of the battle was so smooth that even Eve was surprised.
More than a thousand mercenaries, except for a few lucky ones who ran fast, all died under the butcher's knife …
In contrast, the players only paid the price of less than three hundred deaths.
Among them, there were more than a dozen player captives who had been killed by the mercenaries out of humiliation, as well as a few unlucky fellows who had been accidentally trampled to death by the Dark Dragon when it descended to the surface …
The Crypt Spider Knights were all alive, and only a few people were slightly injured.
It could be said that this battle loss ratio was quite glorious.
At this time, Eve suddenly understood why the morale of an army was so important in the Middle Ages of Bluestar.
To be fair, although the number of players was twice that of the Crocodile Mercenary Group, in terms of the strength of both sides, the mercenaries were actually not inferior to the players.
On the contrary, in terms of high-end combat power, apart from the Black Dragon, the players were much weaker than the mercenaries.
Logically speaking, under the premise that the Black Dragon did not make a move, and under the premise that the players had lost the ability to run to the resurrection point, the mercenaries should have a higher chance of winning.
However, the reality was that the Black Dragon only made some threats, and Ayr, the Chosen One, did not make a move. The players broke through the mercenary group's formation like crushing rotten wood, and began to hunt down the mercenaries as if they were vegetables …
Eve even saw with her own eyes that some of the players who were only Lower Black Iron actually shouted and chased after the mercenaries who were Middle Black Iron or even Upper Black Iron.
The latter were obviously stronger, but they threw away their weapons and fled in panic, and in the end, were sullenly cut down by the enemies who were much weaker than them …
"In the battle of a large army, the role of morale and organization is far more important than individual strength …"
"Unless the individual strength is really very strong, and can cause a qualitative change in the battle situation, such as … the Black Dragon! Otherwise, when there is not much difference in strength, the side with higher morale and better organization will definitely win! "
"Although I've limited the Players' unlimited resurrection, they are still existences that do not fear death or pain. It could be said that they are born with a stronger will and morale!"
"And the existence of the team mode, team voice, and mini-map also naturally made them relatively more organized."
"Perhaps their discipline is a little poor, but when they are truly organized into an army, the quantitative change will lead to a qualitative change …"
In fact, in the wars of the Middle Ages, once the casualty rate of a cold weapon army exceeded 10%, there would be a risk of collapse.
And if the casualty rate exceeded 30%, even the most elite army would be completely scrapped due to the destruction of the army structure and the psychological endurance of the army.
In fact, most of the casualties occurred after the army was routed. Many of the casualties were caused by the chaos in the army, or when they fell and trampled on each other as they fled.
It was also because of the collapse of morale that the defeated side would form an organization and surrender on a large scale.
Of course … this scenario was only limited to intelligent creatures fighting in large armies. If they were facing low-intelligence magical beasts, monsters, or even pigs, then it would be ineffective.
If it were more than a thousand wild boars, the Players might not be able to catch all of them in a day.
"Alright, at least this combat power is enough to fight against the Orcs without me making a move. When all the Third Beta Players are promoted to Black Iron, we can even consider taking the initiative to attack! "
Eve was very satisfied with this test of the Players' combat power.
With this thought, she generously used her Divine Power and announced the completion of the mission …
[Ding –]
[Crocodile Mercenary Group has been destroyed. Mission Objective 1 completed.]
[Players who participated in the mission will receive 5,000 experience points.]
[Ding –]
[27 Players have been rescued. The rescue rate is 46.6%. Mission Objective 2 completed.]
[Players who participated in the mission will receive 466 contribution points.]
[Ding –]
[Random Mission: Crocodile Mercenary Group completed.]
[Players who participated in the mission will receive 10 resurrection coins.]
…
The Players who were cleaning the battlefield saw the system prompt floating in their vision and were delighted.
"Haha! The mission is completed! "
"But the reward doesn't feel much …"
"Be content! The real rewards are on the mercenaries! One head gives 10,000 experience points and a lot of equipment! Pick it up! "
The Players chatted and happily picked up the armor and swords dropped by the mercenaries on the battlefield.
More than a thousand mercenaries meant more than a thousand sets of equipment!
Although the quality was not as good as the items in the Exchange Mall, it was still better than the equipment of the Orcs.
Even if the Players who participated in the mission did not need it, they could sell it to the Third Beta Players who were lower in level!
As for the equipment that was damaged in the battle, they could also give it to the Equipment Blacksmith to repair. If it was seriously damaged and could not be repaired, they could directly sacrifice it to the Goddess in exchange for some contribution points.
For example … Crocodile's equipment.
Although it was completely destroyed by Merril's Violent Hammer, it was still the equipment of a Silver Boss. Sacrificing it to the Goddess could make a small profit!
For a moment, the battlefield was bustling with activity. All the Players were happily picking up the loot.
However, the place where the Players gathered the most was the dozen or so trucks in the middle of the Mercenary Camp …
"What is this? The goods that the Mercenaries brought? "
"Open it and take a look!"
The players scrambled to pry open the boxes on the trucks, and what greeted their eyes were some daily necessities of the human world, some luxury goods, and some worthless magical items.
Perhaps they were used for daily necessities or for decoration, but they were of no use to increase their power.
"Cheh, I thought it was something good …"
The Players were disappointed.
However, they still unloaded the goods like a group of bandits plucking feathers from the wild geese. They divided the goods among themselves until there was nothing left.
It was better to have something than nothing. Even if it was a decorative painting, they could bring it home and hang it on the wall.
While the Players were plundering, there was a commotion in the nearby dense forest …
Accompanied by screams and pleas for mercy, more than ten terrified Humans were pulled out from the bushes by the Players …
Unlike the mercenaries, their clothes were tattered, their faces were sallow, and they were emaciated.
"What's the situation?"
"Who are these people?"
"I don't know. They hid in the bushes and pretended to be dead. Then, they were discovered by Bento Box."
"They don't look like mercenaries … kill them?"
"Calabash killed one by accident. It gave 200 experience points. It's worse than a Goblin."
"…"
"Aren't they too weak? They're just ordinary humans! "
"Oh? Wait … why do I feel that … these people look familiar? "
…
Anders was frightened out of his wits.
These few days, he felt that he was extremely unlucky.
First, he went to the border town to collect taxes on behalf of the Count. In the end, he was attacked by the Black Dragon. Not only was he kidnapped, but he was also captured by a group of boorish mercenaries after escaping with great difficulty.
Those audacious mercenaries targeted the Black Dragon and attacked his castle!
As expected, the revenge of the Megalosaurus came quickly. The terrifying and evil Black Dragon led thousands of Elves and destroyed the entire mercenary group!
Oh, Lord of Eternity! That was thousands of Elves!
Anders felt that the world was crazy. How could the Black Dragon gather so many Elves?
More terrifyingly, the Elves were like a group of murderous devils. They did not behave like Elves at all. They killed all the mercenaries mercilessly!
Not only that, they did not even leave the corpses for the mercenaries!
It was too scary …
It was really too scary!
That … was a Devil in the skin of an Elf!
Anders was frightened out of his wits. He was quick-witted and hid in the bushes during the chaos. That was how he managed to escape.
But … those bastards of his! She actually went into hiding with him and exposed them in the end!
Now, they were the captives of the terrifying and strange Elves who killed the mercenaries!
Oh, Lord of Eternity! Why was his luck so bad?
Was … he really going to die this time?
At this moment, he heard the Elves speak again.
"Oh? I recognize them. Aren't they the Humans that Merril hired when he returned? "
"Gosh! It's them? Are they the ones who led the mercenaries here? "
Hearing this, Anders was shocked and hurriedly explained, "That's right.
"Noble Elven warriors! It's not like that! It's not like that! "
"We're innocent villagers! We're also victims! The mercenaries kidnapped us and learned about the Black Dragon from us. That's why … that's why they were greedy … It has nothing to do with us! It has nothing to do with us! "
Anders wept bitterly and begged for mercy.
However, the discussion of the Elves made him shudder.
"In the end, it was you who led the mercenaries here …"
"Why should we let you go? What benefits do we get?"
"Do you have any information that you can tell us?"
"Do you know where there are ruins and treasure maps?"
Information? Ruins? Treasure maps? What was that?
Anders was at a loss, but he was also extremely terrified.
However, as they talked, the voices of the Elves gradually faded away.
Anders raised his head in fear and saw a male Elf dressed as a Druid. He was accompanied by a noble Unicorn and a ferocious Crypt Spider as he slowly walked over.
As for the other elves, they made way for him.
"Brother Mu! You're here! "
"Brother Mu, we caught a dozen ordinary people. You have the most experience in communicating with NPCs. How should we deal with them?"
Brother Mu? The leader of the Elves?
Anders was stunned for a moment. Then, he pounced on Li Mu and hugged his thigh. Tears and snot were all over his face.
"Brother Mu! Brother Mu! Please let us go! "
Li Mu was speechless.
Players were speechless.
"You … Who are you?"
Li Mu looked at Anders' clothes, which were obviously more exquisite than the surrounding humans, and asked in a deep voice.
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