Chapter 454 What do you mean
No matter which way you look at it, Xia Lian is a very standard humanoid creature. Even if she is the first saint of the Dawn Sect, even if her true combat power is so powerful It's outrageous that even though she has lived for hundreds of years, she is still just a tree elf with a height of 177 centimeters. She is just prettier if she is stretched to death.
Before they were transformed, the mutants were basically standard humanoid creatures. Among them were humans, orcs, elves, lizardmen, etc. It is true that Wenqiu’s [Lesion] talent made these ordinary people It became faster, stronger, and more resistant to beatings, but it did not transform it into something taller, bigger, or more conspicuous.
Then the problem arises.
Across a distance of nearly a hundred meters, when a saint without gorgeous light effects is fighting hundreds of monsters on a long bridge, what will happen? Does it make people feel stand out and different?
The answer is of course no.
So no matter how good the eyesight of the warship's observers and Captain Paula is, at first glance, they can only find a huge number of monsters crowding the bridge. It is difficult to find that there is a monster carrying an iron among them. The sword uses Xia Ji's eight slashes to Xia Lian.
So the reinforcements from the Principality of Scaran would logically come to such a series of conclusions - a lot of monsters, rescuing people is like putting out fire, no time waits, and the cannons are firing.
Then a round of calibration shooting was completed immediately.
The good news is that many mutants were blasted into the sky and died, and Xia Lian did not die.
The bad news is that Xia Lian and the mutants were also blasted into the sky, and the well-trained gunners on the Fury took less than two seconds to complete a new round of reloading and skillfully lit the fuse. .
"Yaoshou!!"
Her Royal Highness the Saint, who is extremely physically fit, fluttered twice, and as soon as she reacted, she heard the second round of deafening roars. The elves and creatures Innately keen hearing tells She, the power and coverage area of this round of shelling were conservatively estimated to be three times greater than before. Xia Lian, who had already guessed what happened, immediately screamed, rolled and crawled towards the other end of the long bridge, and dangerously Then he narrowly escaped the bombing zone.
Aris Bade only felt a slim black shadow (exploded) flash in front of him, and then he found himself being grabbed by the collar and rushed out. When he was put down, who had already started to roll his eyes, the character panel The [Suffocation] in it has been stacked up almost four layers, and there is a whole floor of mutants in front of me.
Well, it is spread evenly on the floor.
"It's really here."
Xia Lian, who was standing next to him, murmured in a low voice. The long sword in her hand hit the ground with a clang, and she let out a long sigh of relief: "Reinforcements. The reinforcements from the Principality of Scaran, that boy Hei Fan actually hit the mark.”
The roar of each round never stopped, and the scale became bigger and bigger. In addition to the huge warship where people can be vaguely seen, the three smaller warships behind it have also crossed the body, pouring out ammunition with those ferocious engineering artillery, like divine punishment falling from the sky. Walking towards the bridge, plowing over the thousands of mutants over and over again, each burst of fire was accompanied by dozens of charred bodies rising into the air.
Those gunners don’t even need to aim!
“Damn it.”
Xia Lian suddenly thought that she seemed to be "charred and flying into the sky" just now. She suddenly looked particularly ugly and gritted her teeth, muttering something incomprehensible in a low voice, such as whether a soldier should be killed or not humiliated.
Well, it’s actually quite easy to understand.
After dozens of rounds of shelling, accompanied by a series of whistling sounds, a large number of ropes were thrown out from the warships that were already within 20 meters of the long bridge, and without exception, they got stuck in Xia Lian and the mutant cluster. On the edge of the stone bridge between them, men or girls wearing white shorts, black headscarves, and holding long swords and scimitars in their mouths poured onto the deck one after another, with great momentum and balance. They rushed over on the strong ropes. Everyone's expression was very determined, and their hands were holding a safety belt on the rope under their feet, holding it tightly.
“I’m glad you’re safe and sound, Your Highness Xia Lian.”
Paula, who jumped directly from the deck of the Fury to the long bridge, fell from the sky and strode to Ethiopia. In front of the refugee Xia Lian, he took off his hat to the latter with a serious face: "Under the command of the 'Surge Force' of the Principality of Scaran, Paula Olson, the captain of the Fury, has come to support Misha County on the order of His Excellency the Grand Duke. Combined Forces."
Xia Lian nodded slightly, trying not to think about the shelling she had just received, and said in a deep voice: "May the goddess bless you, and the Holy Religion Federation remember your contribution to these innocent people."
Boom! !
A burst of fire exploded behind Paula, and two mutants who luckily did not turn into full-fledged mutants flew out, with a bloody hole as big as a fist appearing between their eyebrows.
“I’m not worthy of it.”
Paula casually hung her hand-cannon-sized musket back to her waist, shook her head and said: “On behalf of the Grand Duke, I apologize for the Duchy’s previous silence. After the battle, Scaran will fully support the reconstruction work of Misha County and bear all costs and manpower.”
"Representing the Grand Duke?"
Xia Lian raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at the musket on Paula's waist again, pondered for a moment and then suddenly laughed: "I see, you are the one [ Raging Oussen] Ah, I have heard about the name for a long time, His Majesty the General of Skarlan Navy who is most famous for his tactics and wisdom."
Paula smiled coquettishly, shook her head and said: "You are exaggerating. , saying that I am best at tactics is actually just because my personal strength is completely incomparable with other generals. When it comes to strategy, both Admiral Meyer and Admiral Darien are not inferior to me. "
"[Speed Mel] and [Iron-fisted Darien]?"
The well-informed Xia Lian thought for a moment and looked at Paula curiously: "Actually, I've always been a little confused as to how you came up with these cool nicknames."
Paula once again fired a gun without looking back, instantly killing several mutants that accidentally connected in a straight line and then sheathed the gun. The whole set of actions was completed in one go and did not even delay her answer to Xia Lian's question: "Actually, these nicknames They are all chosen by other soldiers, mainly based on personal characteristics. For example, Admiral Darien, he is called "Iron Fist" because he is very strict in running the army and can even make the unruly sailors more obedient than the infantry. "
Xia Lian blinked: "Oh? Then where is your [Rushful Osen]?"
"Big breasts"
"Huh?"
"Because my lower chest is relatively large and I stay on a bumpy ship all year round, so."
"Okay, stop talking."
Xia Lian sighed and fell on her back due to physical and mental exhaustion, with a look of despair on her face: "I'm a little tired."
Only then did Ou Sen notice how miserable the saintly lady in front of him was. Not only was her body covered in black blood, but her originally white robe was even covered with scorch marks, and he suddenly exclaimed: "Those monsters also use artillery and explosives?!"
Aris, who had witnessed the whole process before, shook his head, and then silently stuffed his fist into his mouth.
“Your initial salvo blew away the dozens of mutants at the front and saved my life.”
Xia Lian looked at Paula who was very 'turbulent' with an expressionless face, and her tone was very calm: "By the way, it also blew me up thirteen meters high."
Paula was sweating at that time, He said angrily: "Which bastard gave the order to fire without seeing where His Highness was? Who is it?!"
The first officer who just ran over seemed to have heard clearly the words "ordered to fire" and "yes" With these seven words, he immediately said without thinking: "It's you, captain!"
Paula: "."
Xia Lian: "."
Aristocratic, who stuffed his fist into his mouth: "Pfft. Hiccup."
First mate: "???"
There was an embarrassing silence.
“Your Highness, let’s keep this matter private.” Paula, who was about to cry, broke the silence, and then changed the subject in a very stiff manner: “Well, actually, I am very interested in the person who can make plans and execute them perfectly. The adults are very interested in the Requiem Project. If there is a chance, I hope to chat with him and exchange feelings.”
Xia Lian glared at her and said, "Give up."
"Huh?"
"That boy has a girlfriend, and her breasts are bigger than yours. She wore clothes two hundred years ago. The popular witch boots are so hard to see your feet when you lower your head. "
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Game time PM20:21
Yu Ying, who had not been seen since the end of the battle, silently appeared behind Mo Tan and Yu Chen, rubbing her shoulders tiredly: "Well, those who can move are basically gathered together and can be lectured at any time."
Yu Chen was frightened and trembled. He patted his chest in shock and looked back at Yu Ying bitterly: "Next time, please don't show up so suddenly."
" You are so bold but you are so small. Are you really a medical student?"
Because there was only one NPC nearby, the unconscious Fuhrman (Taylor had already treated his injuries and left half an hour ago), so Yu Ying naturally broke away from the state of "no emotion" and stared at Yu Chen's somewhat over-standard front armor with jealousy on her face and complained.
Mo Tan coughed dryly and forced the topic back on track: "Approximately how many people are there among us?"
"One thousand two hundred and twenty-three."
Yu Ying sighed, put on a playful smile and said solemnly: "Except for the seriously injured and ordinary people who were ordered not to fight anymore, the combined forces now only have There are 1,223 people left, and the combat effectiveness must be reduced by at least 30%. Even if our rest time is one hour longer than originally planned, it must be reduced by at least 30%."
Yu. Chen subconsciously clenched her little hands. Although she already knew the battle damage in the third stage, the feeling that only half of her original life was left in the blink of an eye still made her uncomfortable.
Not only her, I am afraid that all the joint forces soldiers who know this number will not feel comfortable
You must know that just a few hours ago, the total number of joint forces was still two thousand three hundred Twenty-six people.
From a data point of view, 1,103 people defeated nearly 12,000 mutants, which was definitely an almost miraculous victory.
But this does not mean that the 'price' paid can be dismissed lightly with the word 'worth it'.
However.
Yu Chen can be sad, Yu Ying can be sad, and everyone in the joint force can be sad, except one person.
“I got it.”
Mo Tan nodded lightly and asked softly: "Have the candidates for the Charge Regiment been assembled?"
"They are all assembled in the open space to the south not far from the main force. Although There are no big troops now.”
Yu Ying smiled bitterly.
"I know, let me go and take a look."
Mo Tan didn't say anything more, he just turned around and walked towards the west mountain wall, and then Yu Chen grabbed his sleeve and pulled him away. Towards the south.
Two minutes later
The three men from Mo Tan (Yu Chen simply changed his disguise) arrived at the open space that Yu Ying mentioned before. There was a group of joint force soldiers with a total of about 300 people there. They had not yet He knew or deliberately did not inquire about the specific battle losses, so even though he was physically and mentally exhausted like most people, he still kept talking and laughing with the people around him, and kept saying many difficult words, and the atmosphere was quite cheerful.
They are the candidate members of the stormtrooper regiment in the final stage of the Requiem Plan. Although they have different professions, races, and strengths, in a sense they are the most special group of people in the entire joint force. Even more special than the Holy Knights.
They are all players, their real bodies are lying in the game cabin, and they have transformed into players from the realm of innocence who have been fighting for a whole day in Misha County.
Looking at the similar people in front of him who mostly didn’t notice him, Yuying tore open a loudspeaker scroll with a look of displeasure on his face and shouted loudly: “Everyone, please calm down, the leader is teaching you!”
Only then did everyone notice Mo Tan, Yu Ying, and Yu Chen, who was wearing a gray cloak and a hood. However, no one recognized that the girl who only showed half of her face and was timidly hiding behind them was the Holy Maiden. .
The noise was quiet for half a second, and then the scene quickly lost control.
“Boss Hei Fan! Boss Hei Fan is awesome!”
“ So handsome, seven or eight times as many enemies! We’ve all been killed!”
“Why should we fight with those NPs!” Why are you separated from the main force?”
"Brother Commander, do we have any special mission? I want to get some more blood!"
"Brother Hei Fan, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"
(Yu Chen is here He rolled his eyes under the hood)
“Don’t think about it, girl, Boss Hei Fan definitely wants His Highness the Saint to give birth to a monkey for him!”
(Yu Chen stretched out his hand) He pinched Hei Fan’s lower back with his little hands)
"No, everyone has a different path."
"You don't understand this, the paper man's wife is also a wife!"
"That's right"
< br>Yu Ying's veins jumped and she roared angrily: "Shut up! Whoever keeps having sex will go work in the alchemy workshop for three days!"
The whole place fell into silence.
Mo Tan shrugged, walked slowly in front of everyone, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your cooperation. In fact, I do have a task that I want to give you. Of course, it is voluntary."
Yuying silently tore open a soundproof scroll that had been prepared long ago.
The sound of wind in the mountain pass disappeared
Some people looked at Mo Tan with burning eyes, waiting for the next step.
Some people seemed to have thought of something and looked thoughtful.
"To put it simply, the final stage of the Requiem Plan requires a team."
Mo Tan didn't talk nonsense, just said straight to the point: "Or a death squad, a team with a death rate as high as visual estimates. Eighty to ninety percent of the suicide squads came to clear the way for everyone to withstand the first wave of the final battle."
His eyes swept over everyone and he was silent for a few seconds. Spreading hands.
“Excuse me, what do you think?”
Chapter 451: The end
(End of this chapter)