Chapter 817: Interception and Strangulation
Run away!
Huo Yanyang ran away!
War Priest Huo Yanyang led a group of players who had [Sacred Mountain Defense War] in their sub-task column and ran away!
This is something very unexpected and quite reasonable.
Unexpectedly, for those who belong to the second battle group of the Holy Alliance Northern Expeditionary Army under Green Tyree, they must know that the Lord Knight, who really violated the creed of 'honesty', had previously burned the fire intact. Yanyang's words were conveyed to everyone, that is, "I, Sumir, are afraid that our allies will be attacked by the large army of those blasphemers, so we specially sent a group of dead soldiers to help stop them."
The words were really nice to hear. Although not many people really took it seriously, when the people of the second battle group left the station, formed a battle formation and rushed outside the defense circle to join Huo Yanyang and others. , I was really moved by this group of embarrassed people, thinking that the latter had really had a fierce fight with the previous group of cultist vanguards.
As a result, everyone spontaneously pushed the battle line forward a little, and secretly protected Huo Yanyang and others at a farther position, hoping that these people would fight with each other and a few fewer people would die. .
Then, with Green Tyree’s two decisive blows, the battle officially began!
After that, Huo Yanyang and his gang ran away.
It's reasonable to run, but there's nothing wrong with running.
Although this move seemed a little like Sun Tzu's, Huo Yanyang himself felt a little bit guilty because he could see that the Holy Religion Union soldiers of the second battle group really wanted to protect him. Of these people, but he still had to run.
There are two reasons
First of all, Mo Tan needs manpower. After the Holy Cult jointly launched an attack on the spot and fought against the large army of Whispering Cults, Huo Yanyang and his group immediately rushed to The side of the Whispering City was originally part of the plan, and only in this way could the enemy's foundation, the Whispering City, be completely removed in a short period of time.
Secondly, the United Holy Religion Expeditionary Force, which rushed to the northern border under the guise of support, has not shed much blood in the past few months. Not only that, but also with the blasphemy of those who slaughtered countless holy mountain warriors. They formed a certain tacit understanding. No matter what all this had to do with those ordinary soldiers, it was enough to offset the guilt in Huo Yanyang's heart.
So, run! Just run hard! Sayazi left and ran!
With a burst of excitement mixed with obscene howls of ghosts and wolves, Huo Yanyang and others quickly moved away from the battlefield, so much so that when the clergy who initially launched the attack reacted, they could not even see their backs. Gone.
“Continue to suppress the heretics!”
Green Tyree, who retreated to the main formation, shouted in a low voice, causing the confused soldiers to regain their senses. The corner of his mouth twitched and he said loudly: " Our Sumir allies are attacking the heretic dens regardless of consumption. I asked the war priest to take people back to support our compatriots!"
Everyone's expressions were solemn, and they had no time to think and believed the Grand Knight Greene who once again violated the creed of 'honesty'. After all, the latter's angular face with Chinese characters was too convincing. The pair of thick eyebrows on his upper face, and the big eyes under the thick eyebrows, no matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like the kind of person who talks a lot about things. He was not a member of the Justice sect.
"We are the ones who come to support, and we are the ones who are at odds with those heretics."
Greene used both swords to slash out two dazzling haloes of light like the sunset (also one of the [Dawn Judgment Slash]) species), killed dozens of Whispering cultists who were shouting lines such as being invulnerable and indestructible, and shouted loudly: "But the bloody ones But it was Sumir, it was Sumir who fought to the death, it was Sumir who attacked the heretic’s lair at all costs, and in the end, it was Sumir who paved a road to victory for us.”
It appeared on the faces of many warriors! With a look of shame on his face, veins popped up on the back of his hands that were holding weapons, holy scriptures, flails, lime powder, and crosses tightly, and the offensive became more and more fierce.
In the distance, a large and powerful force also appeared in silence. It was the first battle group under the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition, Jeff Harrington. Not only was it the largest , the most powerful in combat, and there are a large number of gilded talents sent from various sects.
Nine out of ten people who are eligible to be sent to the gold plating are young people who are truly capable, potential and have a future.
Regardless of the Holy Religion Alliance or this world, there are still more practical people after all. If we say that outside the game, the ratio of talented people to useless people who are sent to various places, positions, and schools to be gold-plated is 50:50. So it’s really not an exaggeration to open on September 1st here.
"The time to assess the situation is over. Although I haven't been here for a long time, I don't want to lead everyone back with their heads down."
Green Tyree raised the broken sword in his hand. He raised it up and then swung it down suddenly: "In the name of the Holy Union, fight to the death!"
The bright divine power of dawn exploded on the cross behind him, and turned into a golden ripple sweeping across it in the next second. And came out, brushing past every member of the second battle group.
Legendary paladin Green Tyree, who belongs to the Dawn Sect, single-handedly completed the synchronization of a total of three thousand people. After a few breaths, the combat power of each knight and each priest under his command They were all pulled up by 10%.
"Fight to the death!!"
The Paladin from the Justice Sect shouted loudly, and the heavy warhammer in his hand roared down, smashing the Whispering Cult in front of him who had been covered with lime powder by his brother to the bone. Broken ribs.
“Fight to the death!”
With red eyes, the priest who believed in the God of Wealth took out a dozen gold coins from his pocket and threw them into the air. A few seconds later, the same number of golden arrows shot like The rain fell, pinning several heretics to the ground who had no time to dodge.
“Fight to the death!”
The bishop of the Abundance Sect strode out of the crowd, plunged into a place where cultists were densely populated, and opened his arms. Before his body was penetrated by the weapon, a large number of thick and powerful vines burst out of the ground, wildly like a cloak. With the dance, a clearing was cleared, and at least thirty people were driven away.
“Fight to the death!”
Kevin, the great knight of light, was like lightning. The big sword in his hand flashed with light. He slashed down the two with an extremely powerful [Shoe-breaking Slash]. The cultist who was far more powerful than him was knocked to the ground, and in the next second he was knocked to the ground by the third cultist who was far more powerful than him.
“Fight to the death!”
The priest, whose heart is devoted to the God of Melody, flutters his sleeves. The silver strings of the harp in his hand automatically shoot out several shock waves of different colors, destroying the right person. The cultist who wanted to give Kevin a last hit hit the feet of two justice knights.
"Fight to the death!"
A certain paladin under the Mist Sect smiled grimly, and pierced the side of the cultist beside him with a sword, but the latter was still desperately attacking the lifelike mirage in front of him.
“Fight to the death!”
The old priest who converted to the God of Knowledge read aloud the origin of the twelve months of the holy calendar, and the moment a cultist thief appeared in front of him, he He closed the scripture, jumped up and hit the opponent on the head with the iron-covered spine, directly taking the head.
“Fight to the death!”
The Sun Priest, whose face was as heavy as water, clenched his fists hard, and then a series of irregular [Sun Flame Techniques] exploded a few meters away, turning the two heretics who were making strategic shifts into two fireballs. people.
“Fight to the death!”
A row of men in black from the Inquisition of various sects strode forward. Behind them, countless heretics who died miserably fell in a pool of blood, with empty eyes. Staring at its back, he seemed to be silently asking why these monsters were more cruel than himself.
"In the name of the Holy Religion Union!"
The second battle group shouted wildly, frantically venting their suppressed emotions for months: "Fight to the death!!"
At the same time, the most elite first battle group in the hands of Jeff Harrington also arrived on the battlefield.
“We should have done this a long time ago.”
In the team, a young man with short brown hair and nearly 200 centimeters tall smiled warmly and took off the huge weapon behind him. of Warhammer: “That’s what’s right. "
A young man next to him who was slightly fat, had long sleeves, and carried an erhu turned to look at him and said with a smile: "Is your Fenghuo sect so warlike? "
" You misunderstood.”
The paladin who followed the two men on horseback shook his head, lifted up the visor with the emblem of the Justice Sect, and revealed a seemingly honest and honest face: "Fiyali just doesn't want our allies to continue to bleed. "
Then he was hit in the nose by a silver coin and covered his face in pain.
“I am Fiyali!”
At some point the blond girl standing next to the young knight of justice glared at the former fiercely, and then pointed at the first person to speak. The big young man shouted: "His name is Philip!"
"Be gentle! I just mispronounced a word! We have only known each other for a few days, and it is already good to remember two words!"< br>
The just knight covered his face and waited for a long time, then rubbed his red nose vigorously, and glared at the gorgeously dressed blond girl playing with steel next to him: "If it were the gentle and lovely little saint of Dawn, Your Highness, I can definitely remember her name, so don’t feel too inferior.”
< br>The blonde girl who was actually quite cute was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said angrily: "I am also a saint!"
"The key point is to be gentle and cute."
"I am gentle and cute too!" "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
"Deserve it!"
Fiyali waved her little hand and recalled the gold coin that hit the young knight's chin, and then smacked her lips: "Speaking of which, I don't know about His Highness Wangyu. How is your old friend doing now?”
“What, you want to steal love with a sword?”
“That’s not true, I’ve seen that man, and he’s not rich at first sight.”
“.Your Wealth Sect Are all people’s views on mate selection so curious? ”
"That's not entirely true."
"Tsk, but it's quite surprising that the old sweetheart of the Little Saint of Dawn can survive."
"Who says it's not the case? Warrens is really nothing.”
“Haha, didn’t he get retribution just after he returned?”
“You also know about this?”
"Sister, I am a God-favored person after all, and the church still values me very much."
"You teach that God-favored people are worthless."
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The knight of justice pulled down his visor with a foul look on his face and stopped talking.
On the other hand, the one next to me was tall and the other was fat, and they were chatting quite happily.
"Do you think there's something going on between them?"
The fat one looked at the tall one and asked quietly.
"Yes."
The tall one looked at the fat one and nodded vigorously.
Then the two of them were locked with a sharp gaze.
Feiyali happily held a handful of money and asked with a smile: "What are you talking about so happily?"
Philip said with a naive smile: "Talk about you"
Buzz--
A loud boom stopped the young man with a big mouth and a beer belly, and smiled coquettishly: "Let's talk about how the Black Van priest who has been hanging around Sumir is doing now."
“It should be fine.”
Fiyali blinked and shrugged: "Isn't it said that he is good at fighting? What if Sumir keeps him as a staff officer?"
"That wouldn't be appropriate."
The worthless holy son of the Justice Sect raised his visor again and said something unexpectedly.
“Inappropriate?”
Fiyali looked at the other party with some confusion and asked: “What do you mean?”
The latter smiled, lowered his voice and said to the three of them: "I talked to Uncle Gelbin of our sect about that old friend. The uncle spoke highly of him. If nothing else, if we only let him be a consultant, , Definitely a talentless person."
The big man Philip scratched his hair and asked naively: "Then what can he do in Sumir?"
"Haha, let me tell you. , He can’t be trusted with anything~”
The Holy Son of Justice grinned, looked up in the direction of Whispering City with twinkling eyes, made a POSS looking at the sky at an angle of 45 degrees, and murmured in a low voice: "Our orc allies can't let a person from the Holy Cult assume the position of commander-in-chief, right?"
Bah!
"Ouch! It hurts! Fiyali, are you crazy?"
"Stop blaming! It's our turn!!"
The Holy Son of the Justice Sect was stunned at first. Immediately afterwards, a roar was heard, coming from Jeff Harrington, the commander-in-chief of the Holy Union Northern Expeditionary Army -
"Purification is executed! The gods are with us!"
The next second, several young people and the surrounding robes who also came from the Holy Cult felt a lightness on their bodies, and those with horses and those without horses subconsciously started running
The cultists who are inextricably linked to the second battle group are close at hand!
At the same time
Northern Sumir, in front of the Whispering City
"The Guardian Knights!"
Archbishop Eden, whose beard and hair were all white, popped up with his fingers A black ripple directly killed more than twenty wolf cavalry passing by at high speed in front of him to his left. He roared with red eyes: "Follow me and kill them!"
"It's too late."
On the other side of the battlefield, the young man standing on the temporary command platform with his hands behind his back sighed softly, looking away from the twisted corpses of the wolf cavalry and murmuring in a low voice. He murmured something, and then his eyes narrowed——
“The destroyer is the first, The second battle group, close the door."
"T1 to T8 sacrificial groups, target two hundred meters in front of the gate of Rumbling City, jointly cast the spell [Earth Destruction]"
"All hunters. Column, you still have ten seconds to rush to the designated position.”
"All middle and low-level shamans, Healing Tide Totem, cast in the front line, receive Thunder Storm, freely choose the target Rock Collapse ten seconds after the spell is cast."
"The second, third, and fourth battles sequence, ignoring the enemy cavalry and starting a counterclockwise charge."< br>
“The first battle sequence executes the third plan, splitting all enemy caster units.”
“The war drums stop and the bloodthirsty war songs begin.”
“Hunting Those who want to start strangulation without restriction”
"The sacrificial group, begin to strangle without restrictions!"
"The Destroyer Group, push over, and begin to strangle without restrictions!"
"All freely organized wolf cavalry, begin to strangle without restrictions! "
"The ancestors protect you!"
Chapter 810: The End
(End of this chapter)