The sudden attack of the powerhouse caused the defense line of the trialists in the monk's camp to retreat in a hurry, but fortunately, the raid of the Lihuo-level powerhouse was only aimed at the Ember trialists who had performed particularly well in these years, so the huge number of Ash and ordinary Ember level trialists did not suffer much loss. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, this did not mean that the low-level trialists were unharmed, as the slow, inmobile melee trialists suffered heavy casualties under the pursuit of the high-spirited Ghost Clan trialists. The entire defense line was scattered under the onslaught, and except for most of the evacuees who followed the warband commander, there were still many scattered monk camp trialists wandering on the inside of the defense line. They were unable to break through the defense line formed by the strong men of the enemy camp, and could only wander around the ruined battlefield in groups of threes and twos, hoping to have enough luck to survive the battle mission.

"It's windy, and it will rain soon."

The breeze that filled the air of war gradually became frenzied, and the low gray cloud curtain became more and more dim, and it was obvious that some kind of bad weather was coming to the battlefield in the next time. Ian held out his hand to the sky, and a grayish-brown feathered Saker hovered and landed on his arm.

"The number of enemies is around forty to fifty, and the six trialists from our camp in the valley are trapped in a circular encirclement network. The overall strength is between the ashes and embers middle level, and there is no trace of a strong person above the Li Huo level. ”

The Ranger will tell the news he got from the war pets through the psychic connection. Mo Jun touched his chin and asked, "Can you know their specific strength, such as how many of them are armed with guns, and how many are mages and other intelligence?" ”

"Raven is a Saker, not an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft." Ian glanced at Mo Jun, "It's good to receive information, fortunately it's a group of rookies, otherwise it would be impossible to get air supremacy so easily." ”

Air supremacy may be an unfamiliar word to low-level trialists, as eighty or ninety percent of them will not be exposed to this kind of thing when they are on a mission. At the Lihuo level and above, it is quite common to seize air supremacy through various means during missions or engagements in order to achieve superiority in reconnaissance and attack. After all, living in a dangerous environment where the slightest negligence can lead to failure, trialists, especially high-level trialists, will make the most of anything that can increase their chances of survival and success.

Ian is currently the only one of the three who can use his pets to get some simple information, but that's enough to give them an advantage in future engagements - knowing the number of enemies, their overall strength, and their exact location, the rest is up to whether the three guys want to play Assassin's Creed or Berserker Warriors.

"As I thought, it's better to split up and take advantage of the terrain and mobility to gradually eat them away." It was Ian who came up with the proposal.

"No play." Mo Jun shook his head and retorted, "What if they have communication equipment?" It wasn't advisable to scare the snakes, so I figured I should sneak in and join the six men, and then break through all the way to the periphery. I don't believe that if you want to run, someone can stop the three of us. ”

Rhodes was silent, forgetting that as a spellcaster, the necromancer's mobility was rather poor - not counting the clay stone demons who trembled half the mountain when they walked. And... Sneak? When did a necromancer master this skill?

After learning about Rod's question, the other two were also distressed, and Mo Jun patted his head: Rod's early impression on him was too strong, and he almost forgot that he was an ember-level trialist like himself.

In the end, the three of them made up their minds, and Ian and Mojun, who had mastered stealth skills, went to join the six besieged Trialists, while Rhodes prepared to meet in the direction of the breakthrough. Although all three of the members of this makeshift squad were full of firepower, none of them mentioned any intention of fighting the fifty or so rival trialists - God knows if someone would put on a group silence and beat themselves to death. This is quite a high probability given the variety of skills that trialists can master.

Ian can use the power of nature to achieve a creature camouflage effect, allowing him to get close to enemies without noticing. Mo Jun, on the other hand, has mastered optical stealth skills such as Wind Walk, although it can only last for 12 seconds, and cannot achieve the long-term stealth effect of Ian. But 12 seconds at full speed was enough for Mo Jun to run for several miles, enough to join up with a few trapped people.

"I'm fast, I'm going to pick them up first." Mo Jun said to Ian, his feet already haunting the white glow of Tongyuanbu, "You improvise in the back. ”

"I'll go, how about you leave me a few heads, how many have you robbed me along the way!" Ian immediately blushed.

Rhodes continued to be silent, as the two of them were taken out of the town, he could only pick up a few missed miscellaneous soldiers almost every time. It is also a loss to the necromancer to be generous, otherwise he will be angry to death sooner or later.

Under the cover of the hills, Mo Jun decisively started the Wind Walk after calculating the position, and at the same time activated the acceleration skill on the Shadow Demon Leggings. With his speed skyrocketing, he shot out like a cannonball, charging towards the six who were fighting the Ghost Clan Trialists.

Later, Ian also cast his own natural spells, and saw the Ranger's body gradually stained with a layer of yellow-brown paint, gradually fading his body into the surrounding environment. And as he moved, the layer of paint changed so much that it was impossible to distinguish it.

Seeing that the two of them had gone, Rhodes began to chant incantations unhurriedly, and one by one the undead creatures with magnificent faces appeared in the light of the summoning array, and then rushed to the battlefield with their masters.

The wind whistled along his cheeks, Mo Jun felt the pleasure of galloping, and cast his eyes on the approaching battlefield, and then three familiar figures appeared in his sight.

"Isn't this Spa them?!" Mo Jun was stunned.

Among the six people trapped, one was holding two guns and venting ammunition around, one was holding a long knife to block all the criminals, and one was waving holy light in the rear - it wasn't the three of Siba, Tian Yuan and An Qi who Mo Jun had saved once.

Putting aside why these three guys were trapped here, what made Mo Jun even more concerned was that more than a dozen Ghost Clan Camp Trialists were pressed by this six-person team and couldn't get close. In addition to the three people Mo Jun knew, the remaining three fierce generals among the besiegers played a decisive role.

"It's time for a sensation! Boys, witness the greatness of today! A series of insane sizes first caught Mo Jun's attention, only to see a small trialist with an explosive head constantly emitting inexplicable groans from his mouth, and then throwing a steady stream of mechanical artifacts in his hands at the enemy—if a mass of gears, wrenches, and other miscellaneous objects could also be called mechanical artifacts. But in the next moment, the "garbage" turned into a flaming fireball under the frightened gaze of the attacker, and countless fragments shot out from the sudden explosion of "bombs".

"What is this, mad scientist?" The corners of Mo Jun's mouth twitched, but the performance of the other person made him feel the cultural diversity of what is called the main god space - the main god was above, and he saw a melee mage!

I have the impression that Idric sometimes accompanies him to play a few mage fighting techniques, but the fierce man in front of Mo Jun seems to be completely engaged in the ranks of melee trialists, but he sees this benevolent brother holding a sword made of flames in one hand, and holding an angular board in the other hand... Slab bricks.

After witnessing the scene of smashing the enemy more than ten meters away with bricks, Mo Jun even forgot that his Wind Walk skill had reached the expiration date, and just watched there dumbfounded. Or are they trapped (are they really trapped, to be honest?) One of them reminded in a lazy voice: "Don't fight, you brainless, look at the scare of our 'reinforcements'." ”

Only then did the other five people discover the stunned Mo Jun, who hurriedly came back to his senses, and said with a unknown expression: "You... Busy? ”

"Commander?!" The three of the Spas were all surprised, while the trialist who reminded them narrowed his eyes slightly, and the other two were only slightly surprised and didn't say much.

"See you again." Mo Jun nodded at Siba, and then looked at the few people present, "I am the commander of the Nightingale Warband, Mo Jun. My teammates spotted a few trapped friendly trialists here, so they came to their aid. But you seem to be capable of solving the problem at hand? ”

"Don't look at them so violent, in fact, they won't be able to hold it for another ten minutes." The squinting trialist showed a friendly smile and introduced himself, "Just call me Mingtian." If these idiots had followed my advice and retreated early, they wouldn't have been in such a predicament. Commander of the Nightingale, you came quite timely. ”

The group of people who were called fools glared at Ming Tian angrily, but from the fact that they didn't beat people, it could be seen that what this guy named Ming Tian said was true, which made Mo Jun couldn't help but look at him a few times, and then Ming Tian's words made Mo Jun almost shocked by this guy.

"You're here just in time, so I'm more sure I'm going to take these guys out."

Mo Jun looked at Ming Tian with a strange expression, as if he was thinking about whether this young man with a delicate face had a bad head before he said such a thing: Even the Li Huo powerhouse did not dare to guarantee that he could walk through it intact among so many ember trialists, how could Ming Tian have such confidence with the few exhausted teammates at the moment?

At this moment, the slightly slower ranger also arrived here. But as soon as Ian appeared, he let out a roar full of resentment and anger.

"It's you!"

"Yo, isn't this our animal lover Ian-san, don't come unharmed." A narrow smile hung on the corner of Ming Tian's mouth, "Not dead yet?" ”

"What's wrong with this guy, it's like a monstrous hate. Could it be your nemesis in Tyria? Mo Jun said curiously.

"This guy cheated me a few times in the last mission world, causing me a lot of losses, and what's even more infuriating..."

"What's even more infuriating is that I have warned you in advance, but there are still some brainless fools who have to touch those traps that I have set a trap for." Ming Tian sneered: "If I hadn't deliberately let go of my life, I'm afraid none of you idiots would have survived." ”

... Has this guy's taunt skill reached the maximum level? Mo Jun thought so.

"Without further ado, since you are sure that you will overthrow this group of enemies, then come up with your plan, or I will evacuate according to the original plan." Mo Jun interrupted the quarrel between the two—not so much a quarrel, but a one-sided mockery by Ming Tian.

"As you wish, Commander." Ming Tian's attitude was only slightly better when he faced Mo Jun, who looked very famous, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Erwin, take out your treasure and show them." ”

(Well,Look at the title and you should know that this one has finally come to an end.,Although it's a little rushed.,But it's not too bad to finish it...) The trailer of the new article will be placed in the relevant catalog of the work.,Probably released in the next few days.,Interested friends can take a look)