Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 4: Night attack? Counterattack!

It's quiet at night.

"Enter combat mode!"

Duncan, who was dozing off, suddenly opened his eyes. In an instant, he picked up the Northern War Bow beside him and put on the two quivers next to his pillow.

From a God's perspective, his consciousness entered a void sea of control.

Duncan is currently not quite clear about the conditions for triggering the combat state. It seems that when he is targeted by the enemy, he will directly enter the combat state and switch to the God's perspective mode.

As he moved, the witch resting beside the carriage instantly opened her eyes. Her azure eyes seemed to pierce the darkness, locking onto Duncan's movements in the pitch-black night not far away. There hadn't been much communication between the two parties yet. The witch had been traveling north with the caravan in disguise, and Duncan couldn't expose her directly, lest he cause unnecessary trouble.

He just pretended to be attracted by the proud and slender body under the witch's robe, and inadvertently paid more attention to her, not looking at her face, but mainly at her breasts and legs.

The original owner was just a guy who wanted to take a shortcut, otherwise he wouldn't have hooked up with the charming proprietress next door, so Duncan's disguise was at least 90% successful.

The witch obviously thought that Duncan was attracted by her proud figure.

She thought Duncan didn't know her identity, and what Duncan wanted was that she thought he didn't know her identity, and then he would slowly get in touch with her and understand the supernatural power of this world.

It's perfectly normal for a man to be attracted to a beautiful woman with a great figure.

As long as they get a little more familiar with each other, Duncan can try to strike up a conversation.

"But let's get rid of this trouble first!"

Duncan's figure approached the convoy and moved towards the guard leader. The guard leader was very alert and immediately stood up and raised his head and shouted, "Who?"

Around him, several caravan guards woke up immediately and put their hands on the hilts of their swords in an instant.

These guys are veterans.

According to the name in the Imperial Mercenary Industry, they are veterans at the mercenary sergeant level.

"Those barbarians are coming!"

Duncan threw down a few words and fled into the darkness. It should be around two in the morning. The night sky was pitch black and it was impossible to see the surroundings clearly. In addition, many people in this era suffered from night blindness.

The guard leader immediately asked the others to be on guard secretly. When he looked up to find Duncan, the sharpshooter had already disappeared without a trace.

"It's so dark, can he see clearly?" The leader of the guards looked worried and serious.

It's more than just seeing clearly.

As soon as Duncan thought about it, everything in the projected image changed in brightness, and it was basically no different from daytime.

It was still those barbarian defeated soldiers.

They seemed unwilling to give up and quietly came over in the middle of the night and hid in the woods ahead, apparently preparing for a night attack.

"Could it be that I shot someone important during the day?"

"Their leader wants revenge?"

Under normal circumstances, they had already suffered a loss once, so there was no need for them to come again. Although there was a lot of cargo in the caravan, with the combat effectiveness of this defeated army, they could also gain a lot by looting nearby villages and towns.

During the day, there were two enemies wearing bear skins. One was shot dead by him in the head, and the other ran away very quickly.

In a lush forest.

The defeated barbarian soldiers were splitting into two groups. One group planned to bypass the south and attack the convoy at night, while the other group planned to defeat the enemy from the rear while they were in panic.

"Charge them down and hack the sharpshooter to death."

"it's dark."

"His archery skills must have been greatly affected."

The barbarian leader's expression was ferocious, his eyes filled with anger and resentment. His fellow comrade had been decapitated by Duncan that day, and he had to avenge this vengeance. Only by chopping off the southerner's head could he wash away the shame. The barbarian mercenaries used looting within the empire as part of their pay, and the imperial high command tacitly approved of this. This crushing defeat severely damaged his prestige. If he simply fled in disgrace, he would likely be unable to suppress the unruly barbarian warriors below him.

Night attack.

The regular army attacked a mercenary group guarding a caravan at night and defeated them in just one wave.

"mark!"

Duncan's figure lurked in the darkness. From a God's perspective, he looked down at everything on the battlefield and directly marked out the enemy units with a star on them.

The effective range of the Northern War Bow is about 150 meters.

Duncan calculated the distance directly, drew an arrow, found a slightly higher hill, drew his bow and aimed at the enemy's only way, a slope next to a small ditch. They had to pass through here, otherwise they would have to wade through a small ditch.

One hundred and fifty meters, one hundred and twenty meters, one hundred meters, eighty meters...

call out!
After gaining the ability to master archery, aiming at the crosshairs became more and more stable, with basically no significant shaking or spreading. Duncan's field of vision spanned the battlefield and he could even see some kind of red paint smeared on the barbarian's forehead.

puff.

A barbarian fleeing soldier was shot in the head on the spot. After mastering the skill of archery, Duncan's shooting speed became significantly faster, and after aiming firmly with the crosshairs, he could also easily lock onto the enemy's vital points.

The night is his best cover.

Duncan deliberately waited until they crossed the river before taking action. He shot an arrow and immediately pulled out another one, aiming at the marked unit covered in bear skin. However, when the arrow broke through the air, someone blocked it. The enemy who happened to block the arrow was shot in the ribs and let out a painful groan.

If it were daytime, they would definitely know where Duncan was hiding, but now it was pitch black night, and it was the darkest time they chose for the night attack.

Duncan stood up slowly, moved slowly and shot, one arrow after another, not seeking to kill with one shot, as long as he hit the target.

in the dark.

The defeated barbarian soldiers only heard the sound of breaking air, and then people around them kept falling to the ground after being shot by arrows, and soon they completely collapsed.

"marksman!"

"It's the sharpshooter! He's spotted us!..."

"He can see us!..."

Even the best forest hunters north of Mount Alpiyya could not hit the target almost every time in such a dark environment. The defeated barbarian soldiers felt great fear in an instant.

But Duncan just thought they were noisy.

Anyone who has played a Mount & Blade game knows that when enemies swarm in one place, you don't need to aim carefully. Just shoot wildly at the crowd. In this case, only the shooting rate matters. Nothing else matters. As long as the general direction is there, one person can kill dozens of enemies.

These barbarian fleeing soldiers were completely stunned by the shooting!

It was not until someone jumped into the river that the others reacted. Some people jumped into the creek one after another, and some wanted to turn around and escape back to the woods. After all, there were trees for shelter, and arrows could easily be blocked by the trees and bushes.

Duncan accelerated slightly.

He found that with his current archery skills, he might have to stand still and aim at the crosshairs to maintain stability. Once he moved, the aim would start to shake and his accuracy would drop significantly.

"Shooting on the spot, the team should have been dispatched."

"Moving shooting, it's clear that your archery skills are still far from perfect."

"Horse archery, I guess the crosshairs I aim at will be shaken into pieces." Duncan had only one goal.

Kill the barbarian leader marked with a star, the barbarian berserker in bear skin. This matter will not be over until he is killed.

But he must have been prepared, as he actually found a piece of inlaid armor and put on a bearskin helmet on his head.

Nothing.

If one arrow doesn't kill, shoot a few more.

For many hardcore players, it is a routine operation to fight against a force of 30 to 40 people alone with one horse, one gun and one bow without using any cheats.

Not to mention that Duncan was using the God's perspective, so the barbarian leader could not leave his field of vision.

One arrow!
call out.

Amid the sound of breaking air, the barbarian leader groaned. He was hit by an arrow in the abdomen, but it was not a big problem because his health bar appeared and only about one-sixth of it was lost. This guy's health bar was about twice that of Duncan. It was the first time I saw someone with such a long health bar.

As if a flash of inspiration came to the mind, the barbarian leader seemed to have received inexplicable guidance and immediately found Duncan's location in the dark night.

A vague outline.

The distance between them was about a hundred meters. From his current position, he only had fifty meters to escape into the forest, making it difficult to hit him once inside. Chasing Duncan required a sprint of a hundred meters, and running along country roads wasn't smooth. But as long as he got close to the target, even without weapons, the barbarian leader was confident he could strangle the sharpshooter with his bare hands.

Roar!
From a God's perspective, a red light suddenly flashed on the marked barbarian leader unit.

His running speed suddenly exploded.

"Adrenaline burst?"

"The barbarian's frenzy?"

The distance was rapidly closing, eighty meters, seventy meters, sixty meters, fifty meters, the opponent was already able to lock onto Duncan's position.

within the space of consciousness.

Duncan decisively activated the 'Adrenaline Burst' skill. This special ability was clearly biased towards melee combat, but after activation, the mind-controlled character also underwent strange changes. The character's pupils began to contract, the speed of drawing the bow increased significantly, and the crosshair aiming was directly stable without much shaking.

The adrenaline burst is an all-round improvement, not only strength, agility, speed, but also body coordination, pupil focus, etc. will be improved.

One arrow, two arrows, three arrows.

Duncan drew his bow with such force that one wondered if the bowstring would break in the next second. However, his body coordination perfectly controlled the bow's limits, and each arrow unleashed astonishing lethality!

puff!puff!puff!
The barbarian leader was like a furious beast at this moment, rushing towards Duncan despite his shooting. He ran very fast, and while moving, he was able to dodge the shooting in a small area.

puff.

When he finally rushed in front of Duncan, this burly giant, a beast that was nearly 1.9 meters tall, fell to his knees with a thud, blood seeping through his bear skin, and five or six arrows were stuck in his chest.

Duncan took out an arrow and aimed at the enemy's head expressionlessly.

collapse!
The bowstring broke, and the northern war bow finally broke.

Without any hesitation, Duncan picked up the Fran throwing axe at his waist and hit the enemy's head with a heavy blow.

head shot!

The health bar completely disappeared. This guy has an astonishing amount of health.

Target killed.

Duncan withdrew immediately without touching the corpse, and evacuated towards the direction of the convoy, because the barbarian defeated soldiers who had reorganized their morale were running towards this side.

The results were brilliant.

In this surprise attack, he killed the leader of the barbarian fleeing soldiers, shot five or six to death, and injured many more. The enemy basically had no combat effectiveness left.

As soon as the leader died, the barbarian soldiers all fled.

Duncan returns to camp.

The mercenary guards of the caravan did not dare to act rashly. It was not until dawn that someone carefully went out to clean up the battlefield.

When they came back, the mercenaries looked at Duncan as if they were looking at a "god".

The combat effectiveness of the Empire's barbarian mercenaries is obvious to all. A team of one hundred people can directly defeat an Empire legion of hundreds of people, and Duncan alone defeated so many of them. Although they were all defeated soldiers with low morale, they were also the regular army of the barbarians. This is something they normally dare not imagine.

The barbarian warriors are indeed powerful. The health bars of ordinary soldiers are longer than those of the imperial knights.

Duncan sat beside the carriage and ate with an expressionless face. He could feel the witch's gaze falling on him from time to time, pretending to be casual.

——"Strong: Barbarian warriors live in bitter cold lands, tempered by nature, and possess physiques far superior to those of ordinary people."

——"Archery Mastery: Your archery skills become more and more advanced, comparable to the barbarian forest hunters. It significantly increases your hit rate and shooting rate, strengthens your shooting while moving, and additionally enhances your hunting characteristics."

——"Rage [Special Ability]: An advanced branch of Adrenaline Burst, significantly enhancing strength and physique. Immortal from non-fatal injuries during the duration, entering a state of severe weakness and fatigue after the duration ends. Additional negative state: Rage."

The gains from the battle were pretty good.

It seemed that the abilities he could plunder were all possessed by the barbarian warriors, and he could not seize what the enemy did not have.

Only one of Berserk and Adrenaline Burst can be activated at the same time. After the duration is over, I feel like I have been hit by seven shots in a row. I am completely drained, tired, and weak.

This special ability cannot be activated casually. Once activated, the combat effectiveness will be weakened by at least half.

When Duncan stood up, his arms were shaking slightly. No wonder the barbarian berserkers could only fight one wave on the imperial battlefield. The second wave was probably turned into weaklings.

Other basic combat skills have been slightly improved, but not very obvious.

The weapons of the barbarian warriors are all swords and axes. The basic moves are the moves that can be used with the corresponding weapons. The moves of the sword are mainly chopping, slashing, lifting, stabbing, intercepting, blocking, collapsing, slashing, and wiping. The daily training of the barbarian warriors must be all about chopping and slashing in a big way. The basic moves that are too technical are not their fighting style.

“The basic formula is universal.”

"The stabbing style works the same when using swords, guns, and other weapons."

"I roughly understand how to use the battle bar."

prick.

You have been stabbing with a gun for many years. Now that you have switched to a sword, you won’t be able to do this kind of stabbing anymore?
same.

You can chop people with a knife, but you can't chop people with a sword or an axe?

As for the 'Combat Style - Decapitation', it is a combination of moves. No matter what weapon is used, sword, axe, anything that can behead will do. Its power actually depends on the most basic style, and its core is the 'chop' and 'slash' techniques.

Duncan roughly understood the basic moves of the battle bar. It was obvious that his stabbing, chopping and slashing were now the most powerful, which was equivalent to repeatedly training these simple moves for three to five years.

The caravan soon set off again.

But this time, Duncan got on a carriage, after all, he was quite exhausted from the battle.

There is no traitor, how about some imperial jokes?
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(End of this chapter)