Chapter 804 Surrounding
Same day
Game time PM17:48
The extreme north of the realm of innocence, somewhere within the territory of the holy mountain Sumir
"Quickly Come on! Hurry up!”
The gorgeously dressed and pot-bellied Grihuan Jinxian urged loudly. The robe costing at least two thousand gold coins was almost soaked with sweat. The light green round face was full of panic, and he was wearing a With two huge dark circles under his eyes, he looked tired and haggard, and the private soldiers surrounding him and the large number of Whispering Sect colleagues who were not surrounding him were not much better.
They have been running for nearly a day and night. Even if most of the people in this team can rely on the power of whispers to restore their physical strength and energy, such a long and urgent march still causes everyone It is a huge burden. The high-level combatants in the team or the believers who are deeply immersed in the Whispering Doctrine are fine, but those NPCs who have only experienced baptism once and whose magical attainments are only at the same level as Goshawk have begun to fall into They were highly fatigued. On the one hand, they had not slept a wink since last night until now, and were in a state of high mental stress. On the other hand, they had continuously used the power of whispers to replenish their physical strength. They were already highly overdrawn, and it was difficult to squeeze out any more. No more strength left.
There is always a limit to deceiving yourself. Even if your muscles and bones are temporarily deceived and you feel that you are strong and awesome, when the lie is over, you will still be sore. ,
Of course, this is only for the ordinary power of whispering. If it can be replaced with a higher quality evil god's technique, such as Lucius Lestrange or Archbishop Eden, If it is performed by a strong person with a certain level, there will not be any load due to the operation of "restoring physical strength and mental strength". Of course, if those two are here, the reinforcements gathered here from all over the Northeast Continent will not be affected. As for this running method.
Well, it’s time for Huo Yanyang and the others to run away
However, Griphook Golden Thread is neither Lucius nor Eden. He is just a person who actively approached the Whispering Sect to exchange funds for power in order to further his business. There is no opponent in the shopping mall, but in the current battlefield, the role he can play is very limited if he uses money to force himself into a 'whispering bishop'.
But even so, the choice he made was still not wrong. After he had just received the latest combat intention conveyed by Goshawk, and was immediately attacked by an unknown attack, he made the decision to retreat immediately. There is really nothing wrong with him, not to mention that he was still thinking about whether to fight back at the beginning.
After all, the Whispering Sect will not just assign a real mediocrity to take charge of a large army, even if it is a disparate group of stragglers.
So the method of pulling the ring is correct.
As long as his approach is correct, it is absolutely impossible to deviate from the plans No. 1 to 3 prepared by Mo Tan in advance.
In fact, even if he made a wrong judgment, it would still be difficult to escape from the scope of plan No. 4 to No. 9.
Just like playing chess, if you want to break the game, reverse it or go further, your choices are always limited, but if you go beyond this choice, it is probably a bad move.
It is true that people who can use ingenious strategies to get out of the box do exist, but according to Mo Tan's judgment, at least among the Whispering Cultists Sumir faced, there was no such person.
To sum up, the entire battle situation, at least so far, is still within Mo Tan's control, and there is no such thing as super.
"Lord Gold Thread."
A black shadow fell from the sky. On the round griffon, the knight with a sinking face nodded to Griphook Golden Thread and said respectfully: "I'm back."
"Mr. Goshawk!"
The tab is immediately exposed With a look of expectation, a pair of eyes that were already somewhat distracted due to fatigue stared at the other party, and asked in a trembling voice: "Are those damn heretics still behind?"
Goshawk didn't speak, just tiredly Shaked his head.
“Damn it!”
Griphook immediately let out an angry roar and gritted his teeth: "Aren't those damn bastards tired?!"
Goshawk smiled bitterly, shook his head in a low voice and said: "I'm afraid they are really You won’t be tired.”
“Speed up, let everyone speed up!”
Griphook scratched his thick gray hair and looked around at those who were obviously starting to gain strength. The frustrated colleague tapped his throat with his index finger and said in a deep voice: "We are almost arriving at Snow Dove Hill. There is a main force led by Lord Lucius to meet us. Please support me."
Under the blessing of [Silent Thought], most people heard his order, and after knowing that they were about to be safe, they gritted their teeth and increased their speed by half.
Griphook laughed dryly at the knight who also showed obvious fatigue: "Mr. Goshawk, please get in the car and have a rest. After a while, I hope you will send a message to Lord Lucius and ask him to send someone." Please help us."
"You will be of service."
Goshawk didn't show any pretense. After feeding Dudu half a bottle of medicine, he jumped to the car where Griphook was and sat cross-legged. In the corner, he began to close his eyes and meditate.
And this team also speeded up under the urging and incitement of Grihuan again, and drove with all their strength in the direction of Snow Dove Hill, just to get rid of the pursuers behind!
Those cruel, terrifying, murderous, tireless, and haunting pursuers who do not actually exist.
That's right, those so-called pursuers don't actually exist
In fact, as early as three hours ago, the Huo Yanyang Department who had been hanging behind this team of cultists had quietly turned around.
As for Griphook’s misjudgment, in the final analysis it was just a misunderstanding that was deliberately created.
As a player who belongs to the Whispering Sect in this regional world mission, Goshawk is not allowed to lie to his own people in principle, and he did so. Before, in Lu Xiu He never told a lie in front of Si, and the same was true in front of Griphook Golden Thread.
From last night to now, as the most mobile scout in the air, Goshawk will ride Dudu for high-altitude reconnaissance every once in a while, and in the process, until Huo Yanyang leads people Before turning to leave, Goshawk's report was all the truth, "The enemy is still chasing us." However, after the group of mixed troops who called themselves the "Survey Corps" turned around, Goshawk's expression changed.
When he, who had not slept for almost the whole day (although this did not matter), tiredly drove Dudu back to the side of the ring, shaking his head with a bitter look on his face, everything was lost.
【It’s hard to beat, the pursuers are hard to beat, we don’t even have a hair on our backs. 】
The goshawk shook his head and thought so.
【Not giving up yet? Haven't given up yet! Why haven't those damn guys given up yet! Are they invincible? ? 】
Looking at the goshawk shaking its head vigorously, Griphook thought so.
Then Goshawk said truthfully: "I'm afraid they really won't be tired."
After all, most of Huo Yanyang's group of people are players. Although there is a physical limit, they are at least one level less than NPCs. Sleepy players are always much more energetic than these expelled cultists.
So, forty minutes later, the Whispering Sect support troops, who were exhausted from top to bottom, finally arrived at their destination, which was within the control area of the main mountain attacking troops in Snow Dove Hill.
At this point, the remaining strength of the support force is 3,253, minus one Goshawk who is part of the main force attacking the mountain. A total of 448 people have been lost, including the one who was killed on the spot last night. About 200 players were so shocked that they went offline. The total number of players and NPCs who disappeared during the chaos was less than 100, and another 100 people were actually killed by the 'Survey Corps'.
Obviously, the massive raid last night did not cause much damage to the Whispering Sect support troops, so even if all those who were offline and those who escaped were counted as killed, it would still be far behind. It doesn't count as breaking the bones. But
They lost Chui Xuefeng's camp, they were forced to join the main force unplanned, they almost exhausted themselves to the point of collapse, and they brought wrong intelligence to Lucius.
Game time PM18:39
In the territory of the holy mountain Sumir, the command post of the main force attacking the mountain in the northeastern parish of Snow Dove Hill
“You mean , you were attacked by a force no less numerous than our own?”
Lucius Lestrange narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the 'Whispering Bishop' Griphook Golden Thread in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "Then you ran away for almost a day and a night before you got here?"
The latter nodded vigorously and said hoarsely: "Yes, my lord."
"But you don't seem to have much loss."
Lucius stared at Ra With Huan's eyes, he said word by word: "I need an explanation. An explanation for why you were 'forced' to such an embarrassing situation, but you didn't even suffer much damage to the basic structure. You were chased for nearly twenty It's strange that we only lost less than 30% of our combat power within an hour, isn't it?"
Grihuan swallowed nervously and mustered up the courage to say, "They came in from the south? , we reacted quite quickly, because under the order of Archbishop Eden, our subordinates organized everyone to break out immediately after the attack on the camp. In the process, we discovered that the enemy had not made any arrangements in the north of the camp, so after all the efforts, After losing nearly a hundred people, we successfully distanced ourselves from the enemy.”
Lucius' brows jumped slightly after hearing the words 'The enemy has not made arrangements in the northern part of the camp': "Go on."
"Then, well, maybe it was because the night was darker at that time. The reason is that the enemy did not advance rashly, so they wasted an opportunity to bite us, at least that’s what my subordinates think.”
Griphook was cautiously preparing the defense he had prepared all the way. Observing Lucius's expression carefully, he continued: "After that, we began to reorganize order on the road, but the enemy did not seem to coordinate the plan. Although the offensive was fierce, it was relatively scattered, and it did not interfere with us. Their speed actually slowed down their own pace. Later, after dawn, they accelerated their pursuit. However, under the same tired conditions, we, with the blessing of our Lord’s divine power, were faster, so..."
< br>Lucius did not let him continue, but raised his hand and interrupted: "What is the specific composition of the enemies you encountered?"
"What is the specific composition?"
"Professional matching, average combat power, racial ratio."
Lucius frowned and explained lightly.
Then Griphook became sweaty. Although he did give a reasonable explanation just now, when Lucius asked in such detail, he was really desperate to escape from the beginning. No answer can be given.
Fortunately, the goshawk standing aside helped him out in time.
“Master Griphook has been working hard to maintain order, so he shouldn’t be able to see it too clearly.”
Goshawk turned his head and glanced at Griphook, and then mused: "However, during several flights into the air for reconnaissance, my subordinates discovered some one-sided information."
"Say."
< br>Lucius was concise and to the point.
So Goshawk told the truth succinctly: "I saw many races, including humans, elves, and dwarves, but I didn't find any priests among them. Well, of course. There are also a large number of orcs, and their leader seems to be a young orc.”
“A young orc?”
Lucius gently raised his pale and slender fingers and rubbed the center of his brow. After a while, he asked: "An orc with red hair?"
"How do you know?"
< br>The goshawk looked very surprised.
“Of course I know, because before you came, that red-haired orc led Sumir’s gang of bastards to repel dozens of our attacks.”
Lucius sneered. He made a sound and said bluntly: "I believe he is definitely a very skillful commander, even better than me."
Goshawk and Griphook didn't answer, just lowered their heads silently. After all, Lucius could say some things himself. If they, lower-ranking people, dared to talk casually, they would be in trouble with themselves.
The silence lasted for about half a minute
“You were tricked, Griphook.”
Lucius suddenly raised his head and looked at the frightened Goblin Earth The rich man said in a deep voice: "Maybe you did sort out the order of the team in a short time, but this is by no means the reason why you didn't get bitten. In fact, if Goshawk is not mistaken, the red-haired orc is absolutely not He will make mistakes such as slowing down his rhythm and missing good opportunities due to carelessness."
Griphook froze at that time: "Ah, this"
"He did it on purpose. Regardless of whether he has enough combat power to kill you, he has no intention of eating your troops. As for the purpose"
Lucius stood up and put his hands behind his chair He walked back and forth for a few steps, and after a while he stopped thoughtfully and said, "I'm afraid he has achieved his goal, which is to drive your troops to join me at Snow Dove Hill!"
"Why is this?!"
Griphook and Goshawk's eyes widened at the same time.
“It’s simple.”
Lucius turned around and looked at the wall-mounted terrain map behind him, gritted his teeth and said, "Look at our current location. To the west is the main peak of Sumir where the Holy Alliance troops are stationed, and to the east is the base of the Holy Alliance expeditionary force. , and to the south is the army that has been chasing you all the way since last night. The leader is still the red-haired one. Orcs."
He slammed his palm on the spot marked Snow Dove Hill on the terrain map, turned his head and looked at the two people behind him coldly.
"Three-way encirclement! ”
Chapter 797: The End
(End of this chapter)