Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Strength of the Necromancy? The so-called art of war
"Be careful!"
The dark shadow's joints turned at an incredible angle, and its limbs clung to the wall like nails, who else but Pooh?! He grinned, and his hands left the wall, and he was about to pounce; But suddenly a black monster as thin as a piece of paper appeared in the shadow below him, and this monster hugged him tenderly, and let out a sinister laugh characteristic of Xue Duo:
"I'll find you early~!"
γBlack Blade Whirlwind: Bloody Romanceγ! With the sound of cutting and piercing, countless burning black blood sprinkled on the top of Qingyi's head, as if it was raining lightly! Pooh howled in pain and fell in front of Qingyi, he raised his head and stared at Qingyi viciously, like a pit viper.
"Lord, lay all your sins upon this man!" He shouted angrily.
As soon as Qingyi's head sank, he felt as if he was carrying a weight like a cross on his body - [Curse of the Crown of Thorns]! I can't release any skills and magic, and I have to freeze for five seconds! It was with this delay that Pooh fled back into the darkness. This reminded Qingyi of an old man: Descartes, the leader of the royal assassins, who also loved hide and seek.
"It's naughty." Qingyi's lips spat out a few cold words.
On the other hand, Stitch is still slashing and killing. The axe and gun were silver and black, sweeping out distorted illusions in the air, like a two-color intertwined python dancing wildly. Players are still unmatched, and while the initial damage taken when blown away is no different from a normal attack, the secondary damage from hitting walls, ceilings, and waterways makes them miserable. Several players were hit on the head and fell into a "coma", forcing their teammates to shake them awake.
But Stitch was already gasping for air. While dealing with Frankie, he glared at Qingyi angrily and shouted, "What the hell are you fighting the hell? Why are you so leisurely when I block your plan to sneak up on the sewers? β
"Orquila is mainly cavalry, so you are only good at horse warfare, and even if you are tactically preferring plain battles rather than defending cities, right?" Qingyi asked.
Stitch sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about, I can kill you even if it's a street fight." β
"So, you've never fought in an air battle, have you? If only you were good at bows and arrows. Qingyi's smile looks like a winner's laugh no matter how you look at it.
A drop of cold sweat slowly slid down Stitch's cheek.
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Outside the city of Osgiria.
"It's time...... Give it to me, babies! Don't keep the boss waiting, hahaha! β
Walter Poyler? Cullen pointed at Osculia and whistled, and the countless rotting vultures around him soared into the air and swooped down towards the city! Under the cover of night, they quickly reached the wall, plucked out the eyes of the guards, and flew into the sky with a strange scream.
"Enemy attack!" One of the captains in charge of guarding the walls drew his weapon and slashed the rotting vultures that flew in front of him. "Sure enough, it's a necromantic creature! βββ
Before he could finish speaking, a huge white bird swept by at high speed, stretched out its claws and grabbed the captain into the air. It circled back at its highest point, slammed into the ground at an angle of 75 degrees, dived for a while and then released its claws, dropping the hapless human like a cannonball! The captain slammed into the arrow tower with a whoosh, and it suddenly became a mess of meat sauce, and the impact broke the wooden arrow tower. At this time, the big white bird turned into a round meat/ball, and also slammed into a house in the city, knocking down the roof.
Embryo III was not the only one to fallβhundreds of zombies fell, blasting walls, huts, and shops to pieces. In the impact, their hands and feet or their heads were broken, but it didn't matter at all, and they were able to continue moving. Smoke and dust billowed from the city, and civilians were bitten by zombies in fear and torn apart.
And one by one, the burning oil bottles also fell from the sky, and as soon as they hit the ground, they exploded and splashed, causing large areas to burn. Many people were not killed by zombies, but by the fire and smoke. Gray smoke filled the sky over the city, and the wind was mixed with the smell of barbecue in addition to the smell of smoke, as if there was a grand barbecue dinner somewhere.
In this regard, the Thundercloud Independent Regiment immediately took action, after all, Captain Stitch had made arrangements in advance, so the zombies were quickly isolated and culled. And because the mysterious people set fires everywhere in the city last time, Captain Stitch also placed buckets of water and sand in various streets and alleys, so that the fire was gradually controlled.
But...... Will cunning and vicious necromantic creatures make things go smoothly?
Phew!
"Embryo Body III." was covered in blood and had a long blade growing out of its body. The blade is bone, but it can cut through steel. It only takes one spin to cut off all enemies that come close, which is a bit like [White Blade Circle] and [Black Blade Circle]. It grinned suddenly, mimicking Frangi's icy smile, and then pounced on the nearby magical teleportation array.
The night was red, and it seemed to be burning.
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"Pooh, I'll leave it to you here, I must go up!"
Captain Stitch yelled into the darkness and led his men back step by step. Where could Frankie let him go, and rushed up for a long time to fight, causing Stitch to scold.
Pang Shui Yishan was puzzled, and hurriedly asked Qingyi: "Why did he leave?" β
"'Siege Wei to save Zhao'."
"What?" The water and the mountains made it clear that they didn't understand.
"I'm sending a detachment of troops and launching an air strike. You must know that air raids rarely occur in siege warfare in "Qiankun", and since they rarely appear, military academies of various countries will naturally not specialize in this research, so this trick can be used nine times out of ten. The defense above is weak, so Stitch naturally has to run back, because when the inhabitants of Osgilia are dead, he will be done with the game. In Sun Tzu's Art of War, this is the "place where the enemy must be rescued" (the enemy must be saved', so that the enemy can temporarily change the battle plan and expose the flaws. β
"It's amazing, when I first saw Stitch stop us, I was afraid that this plan would fail."
"You have to be prepared for everything you do, and war is no exception. The essence of the Chinese art of war is that 'Qi Zheng complements each other': we are the main force, and the top soldiers above are the auxiliary. But if we are intercepted and the sneak attack plan fails, then the priority is reversed: we are the support, pestering Stitch, and the flying group is the main force and sneaking up again. Qingyi said lightly: "Dividing troops is also a kind of learning, which is the so-called art of war." β
"I don't know what it is, but it sounds awesome!" The little stars in the eyes of the water and the mountains are flashing wildly.
Qingyi stared at Stitch: "If there is a hole in his defense, then he is doomed to fail." How many cases in history have proved this, and I'll see if he can turn the tables around. β
[Silver Dragon Blast]!
As soon as the cooldown ended, Stitch roared and stabbed Frankie in the head. Frankie has already launched the [Blood Red Raid: Ghost Dance], but she is still hit by her real body! Thankfully, however, it deflected its head, and only its shoulder blades were shattered by the silver light, and it was overturned a few somersaults at the same time. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Stitch turned his head and ran, and disappeared in an instant. The soldiers fought hard to break the head of the regiment, and they used their flesh and blood to stop the necromantic creatures.
Qingyi sighed: "I'll leave it to you here, I have to go up and deal with it...... No one up there could stop Stitch. β
"Good!" Bang Shui Yishan was also happy to give that difficult guy to Qingyi (anyway, whoever in his guild would be blown away), patted his chest and packed the ticket: "The guy who crawls all over the ground will be handed over to us!" β
Qingyi waved his hand, turned around, found a ladder, and climbed up.
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Orquila, northeast, a small town.
Here, players who can't afford to lose are in a tug-of-war. Necro players take over the town one after another, and then the living players fight to get it back.
In the face of the "use the high to suppress the low" strategy of the living players, as soon as the necromantic players see the enemy, they will launch the strongest skill - [Backstab]! [Charge]! [Arc Slash]! What kind of play, skills, all left behind, just to be able to throw the skill from high damage value to low damage value in the shortest possible time; And they don't think about whether the repeated output will cause a waste of skills, several sieges are extremely common, and you can often see a dozen necromantic players beating up a living player. After drinking the "soul accelerant", they are like crazy tigers, exchanging their lives for lives, and beating the living players with great headaches.
"How many of our people are left?!" Behind the Necromantic player, one of the Boss Bosses covered in "Baby Band-Aids" yelled at the other Boss.
"Fifty or so, you can withstand it for three minutes at most!" The president's face was also very ugly, one hand was missing, and it seemed that he was in a state of "cripplement".
Necromantic players can't quickly pass through the sea of bones, and once they die and return to the city, they basically can't rush back to save the scene; Even if they returned, the creature players organized their manpower and guarded the town like an iron bucket. Want to make another notch? Yes, let's fill it with human lives! Therefore, necromantic players can't fight with the enemy at all, and the reason why they fight so wildly is just to create a false momentum, and once the momentum passes, it is still in vain.
Necro players know this, but the illusion of victory forces them to do so. That's a little bit close! It's just a little bit of a stretch! However, they can't say what the difference is in "a little bit". Is it a skill that doesn't hit a critical hit? Was it a teammate who was unfortunate enough to hit the jackpot and get caught? Or is it a second slower when you kill an enemy? It seems that each of them is considered a "little bit", and these "just a little bit" come together, causing this battle to become a tug-of-war.
"No matter, let's go!"
The two guild leaders rushed to the front line tragically, and just drew their weapons, only to find that the enemy's counterattack was much weaker, and they could even see living players tearing up the scrolls of returning to the city in place and wanting to return to the city. But for some reason, after the scroll flashed white light, the creature player still stood in place stupidly.
In these days, even the system store sells inferior products? This is the first thought that comes to the minds of both friend and foe.
"Run back!" A creature player shouted, leading a few of his friends to turn around and run. This local behavior has caused a growing trend, and even led to a complete collapse of the living player.
The necromantic players felt a sense of victory in their hearts, and chased after them like hooligans seeing beautiful women: "Don't run! ο½β