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"The air smells like greenskins, slow, guys."

Mousse originally wanted to talk to the slow-witted dwarves, but words with an obvious elven tone would easily arouse the dwarves' vigilance.

But perhaps because of their dull senses or because they were too short, these short guys didn't notice the danger nearby at all.

It could only be pointed out by Mousse that a greenskin team was moving quickly no more than 500 meters away from the dwarf ranger team.

"Oh, damn, luckily we found it early, it's a greenskin scout."

The dwarf rangers were no joke. As the quickest and most observant of the dwarves, they naturally discovered what Mousse was pointing at.

Several skinny green-skinned orcs and a dozen goblins wearing only a few leaves kept climbing towards the highest point of the forest.

The greenskins are a rather dog-eat-dog race.

As long as one individual is not strong enough, it will be killed by other individuals to make room in the population.

In the eyes of the green orcs, skinny greenskins and goblins are individuals who need to be eliminated.

Due to their survival instinct, these fragile greenskins and goblins choose to become scouts for the entire population.

The main task is to look for entities to fight with, and then act as a guide, leading a large number of greenskins and goblins to fight.

Since they have no civilization attributes, the greenskins cannot make maps or other things.

Therefore, we have never discovered the dwarf city of Karak Kadrin not far to the south.

If we continue to allow these dozens of greenskin scouts to move forward, it will only be a matter of time before they find the exact entrance to Karak Kadrin.

"Guys, get your weapons ready, we have another mission."

The long-bearded elder of the dwarf rangers issued new orders.

As rangers patrolling the mountains, one of their missions is to eliminate greenskin scout teams.

The dwarf rangers began to take up their positions according to the tactics they had trained for decades.

But there was one scene that made Mousse feel extremely strange.

In the history of the Dark Elves, they have never directly clashed with the Dwarves.

Usually it is to induce war between dwarves and high elves.

On the battlefield, the dark elves will record the tactics and strategies of both sides and seek ways to break through.

Due to this characteristic, all Dark Elf troops are designed to naturally restrain Dwarves and High Elves.

When dealing with dwarves, the Dark Elves usually use Harpies to stick to the dwarf's helicopters, while using ranged attacks with armor-piercing capabilities to defeat the heavily armored dwarves one by one.

The racial characteristic of the dwarves is that they like to pile up their troops into box formations, use their strong defensive ability to squat in a corner, and use powerful artillery to defeat the enemy.

This is the knowledge that Mousse has kept in mind for many years, but this knowledge has a loophole today.

The dwarf rangers around him displayed a special tactic that Mousse had never seen before.

"Spread out, guerrilla tactics. You three will ambush and we will attack together. You two humans, you stay quiet."

The dwarf ranger Elder Longbeard quickly gave orders, which were new tactics that Mousse had never seen before.

In this tactic, the Dwarf Rangers will use their ability to lurk in the forest to slowly surround the Greenskins and Goblins who are unaware of their presence.

Then they launched long-range firepower in a pocket formation, completely defeating the Greenskins with continuous shooting, while leaving a small opening for the Greenskins to escape.

At this moment, the three dwarf rangers who had been hiding rushed out immediately and killed all the greenskins and goblins who were fleeing towards them, leaving no one alive.

This tactic is really interesting, and it doesn't seem like a strange method that could be come up with by a stubborn race like the dwarves.

Mousse mentioned Wendlow with great interest and did not want to hide in the corner during the next action.

"Hey, Wendlow, why don't we also take a look at the dwarves' new tactics? I thought they had nothing new to offer."

Like Mousse, Windlow was also waiting for such a battle to break out.

But he was not looking for any tactical strategy, but to further understand the greenskins and strive to get military merit for Mousse.

Since all the greenskins in the empire have been basically wiped out, it is rare to see living greenskins approaching.

Afterwards, the two will definitely do business in the World's Edge Mountains, and the possibility of encountering greenskins is very high.

This is a good opportunity to take advantage of to learn more about the greenskins. The most important thing is to understand how to better kill greenskins and goblins.

Secondly, Mousse, who can't suppress his desire to kill, will definitely join forces with the dwarves to attack the greenskins.

At that time, all these dwarves need to do is to brag about themselves when they return to the city, and they will be accepted by the dwarves and thus open up their own market.

The idea was very well determined, and Windlow rarely followed Mousse's footsteps, and the two went to the ambush site together.

After precise calculations, the group of greenskins, who had no idea what was happening, had already walked into the encirclement of the dwarves.

Then a whistle sounded, and more than ten crossbow arrows were shot out from the surrounding woods.

As expected of dwarven technology, the dwarven crossbow, which was made purely by hand and had been repaired and calibrated many times, demonstrated terrifying accuracy.

Even if the distance is three hundred steps, the dwarf can still hit the goblin's head with one arrow. The whole crossbow arrow penetrates through and kills the goblin instantly.

Even a green-skinned orc with thick skin and flesh could be pierced by three arrows from a dwarf ranger, and finally lie on the ground struggling in pain.

These greenskin scouts were originally the weakest in the group, and their morale was shaken when they were ambushed and more than half of their members were killed.

Then, just as the Longbeard Ranger had expected, the surviving greenskins fled desperately towards the last place where no arrows were shot.

At this moment, the dwarf rangers who were lying on the ground and covered in camouflage immediately stood up, with the crossbows in their hands already loaded.

Another round of accurate volleys killed most of the fleeing greenskins in an instant.

"Oh no, there's a small hill here!"

The rangers in ambush did not clear out all the fleeing greenskins in time. Instead, they ran towards a small slope, making it impossible for the crossbows to continue aiming and shooting.

Isn't this a great opportunity?

Mousse had already drawn his sword and was walking quickly forward.

The elves were much faster than the dwarves, and the dwarves had no way of chasing them. But for Mousse, as long as they were not cavalry, she could catch up.

He jumped up quickly and killed the green-skinned orcs in front of all the dwarves, ensuring that no enemy could return alive to report.

As soon as the mocking words came to his lips, the dark elf immediately remembered Windlow's teachings and his speaking habits.

"The battle was won, thanks to the dwarves'... bravery."