442, it's a routine, it's a routine
Forty-two gargoyles pierced the silence of the night sky and slowly approached Siyuan's mansion from a high altitude, and the edges of each gargoyle's wings showed a dull golden yellow, indicating that these were all old gargoyles that were more than three hundred years old. They are skilled in the art of change, turning into stone or into people. Flying, even at full speed, can even break the sound barrier and turn into a hard stone in the air to smash at enemies when needed.
On the ground, there were countless low-level vampires flying in the same direction like grasshoppers on the houses, jumping from building to building, leaving only a bright red trail in the night sky.
Of course, there were many more reinforcements that had been sent to this place through the blood marks that had been set up around the area for a long time, and it can be said that reinforcements from the dark race poured into the lonely walled mansion from all directions.
Siyuan had actually seen their movements through the surveillance, but he sat in the underground bunker of the Knights of the Round Table, just holding a good cup of black coffee and lighting a cigarette, quietly watching those crazy dark races surround here.
"Have all the surrounding residents been resettled?"
Siyuan raised his head and asked, and the old Charlie next to him nodded: "Six hours ago, a truck full of chemicals here overturned, and all the residents within the surrounding four square kilometers have been moved to a safe place. β
"It's efficient enough."
"Of course, this is a suburb of London, not a suburb of Tokyo, and it is not difficult to evacuate a few thousand people."
Siyuan smiled, and said in his heart that this was indeed the case. In this way, in the suburbs of Beiping, there are one or two million people in Tong County alone, and the difficulty of evacuating a wave is almost as difficult as evacuating the entire Mongolia.
Of course. Two square kilometers of uninhabited land is not necessarily a safe area, but at least it can minimize the loss of ordinary people and reduce the probability of being found to the extreme, and the aftermath is even simpler. In short, this method is the conventional way of dealing with the Celestial Empire.,Under normal circumstances, there will be no problems.,Even if someone is more serious, just find a few brainless sprays to spray it, and basically solve the problem.γ
After everything is taken care of. Si Yuan beckoned to the perverts in the secret service department, and said with a smile: "It's your time to perform." β
The big spies with super combat ability nodded their heads, and then picked up the guy and walked out of the underground fortress. Then the archmages began to unleash the legendary mirror image.
These mirror techniques are not ordinary mirror images, these mirrors already have thirty percent of the combat power of the copied tasks after Bai Ze's technical improvement, the only restriction is that they cannot copy characters whose strength level exceeds their own, otherwise they will copy thirty or fifty thousand Siyuan and foxes. There is no need to fight this battle......
And this time. Because it's about acting, most of the people who copy it are members of the Knights, and as for those members of the Headquarters, they are about forty of them, and these forty people are used to be the real in the void and the reality.
Today's purpose is actually to put on a wonderful and domineering show. Siyuan's script came like thisβthe members of the Knights and the Castle Tower defeated the Dark Invasion at a terrible cost, but at the same time they were devastated and issued an ultimatum warning the Dark Race that they would pay a terrible price.
If this plan is successful. Then Siyuan's side will completely occupy the initiative in this war, after all, as an emperor who has led troops to fight. Siyuan knows what a painful lesson it will be to miscalculate the strength of the other party in a war.
As the dawn approached, the dark race began to surge. Depending on the situation, they planned to wipe out all the knights in the house within two hours of the assembly.
So they launched a simultaneous onslaught on the mansion from the sky, from the meadows, from the wilderness, and from all sides of the streets.
After a round of contact, the sirens in the mansion rang out, and then a torrent of knights poured out, and then the barrier of holy light opened, and the entire sky was gilded.
This barrier of holy light successfully resisted the first wave of the attack of the dark race, and those blood clans who reunited in no way were bounced out the moment they hit the barrier, but the people who charged behind them unconsciously followed their footsteps, and more and more blood clans were trampled by their own companions, but they did not hesitate to use their bodies to impact the barrier without hesitation.
At the same time, the gargoyles in the sky also began to launch a meteorite impact on the barrier, and with the werewolf's steel-like claws, the originally bright barrier soon began to dim.
However, this barrier alone has already cost almost a tenth of their strength, but it doesn't matter, because a real blood clan can completely split into countless cancer cells like them in a very short period of time. The losses of the low-level bloods were nothing, and even their benevolent fathers were privately calling these fellows red beasts, at best cannon fodder and reserve food.
However, those gargoyles and hundreds of werewolves are real combat power, although werewolves and vampires have had an endless experience in history, but after the fusion of the times, these two notorious dark races have long been merged into one, and together they resist the invasion of humans.
Soon, the barrier was smashed like the stained glass of the church, and the red beasts on the ground wrestled with the torrent of golden steel, and the posture of the reunion of the four hundred and forty-seven knights in golden armor was really huge, even if it was only thirty percent of the combat power, it was definitely not something that these miscellaneous fish could resist, and those red beasts were torn out of a huge gap the moment they touched.
Then the second round of mirroring began to play, this time it was the battlefield of the castle tower, they were different from the knight's charge, high-tech weapons specifically greeted the gargoyles and werewolves, and the salvo of about three hundred castle tower disciples directly killed the four powerful gargoyles.
It seemed like the Knights had the upper hand, but there were too many dark races on the other side. There are so many that they are almost endless, and as soon as one is beaten to ashes, the other is filled. There is no shortage of slightly more advanced vampires among them.
Gradually. The knights were damaged in battle, and the volley pattern on the side of the castle tower disciples was also discovered by the gargoyles and werewolves, and unlike the frontal hand-to-hand combat between the knights and vampires, the castle tower disciples were playing a stupid game of 1, 2, and 3 wooden men.
Whenever they were about to fire a salvo, the vampire in the sky would fall to the ground and use his near-demonic body to block the werewolf's bullets, and then when the disciple's bullets ran out, the werewolf who was on the ground like the wind would sprang out from behind the gargoyle to initiate a fearless reunion. At this moment, the gargoyle will also fly into the sky again. Use their unique meteorite attacks to unleash a shockwave and cause chaos among the castle tower disciples.
In this way, a tug-of-war began between the two sides. The forty-odd entities mingled in mirror images, going back and forth between the groups, especially the giant brown bear that the Tyrannosaurus rex had transformed. His fangs can pierce through the invulnerable skin of werewolves, and his power can bite through gargoyles-incarniated statues. The massive, frightening weight of its own weight was like a heavily armored vehicle crashing into a bicycle lane, knocking out a cloud of blood from all the obstacles in the road.
But the situation is not optimistic, because of the numerical advantage, the strength of the monomer is not enough to make up for it. Gradually, both sides lost more than each other expected. Again, a stalemate began. The Knights and the Castle Tower lost more than sixty percent, and in the dark race, it was actually not much better, the most powerful gargoyles were only eleven, and the werewolves were less than half left, and most of them were missing arms and legs, as for those low-level blood clans, they were all over the field, and when dawn came, the dust left by the sun could be counted in tons.
Faced with the bloody scene, Siyuan and his father, who were also behind the surveillance, were stunned. None of them expected that the other party's combat power would be so strong, and Siyuan made a plan according to the blood clan he usually met. Father, on the other hand, carried out the plan according to the usual combat effectiveness of the Knights, and although both sides were tempted, it was obvious that the results of the temptation surprised each other.
What does that feel like? It should be similar to the feeling of the first confrontation between the Chinese and American armies in the Korean War, and the US imperialists felt that -, isn't it the army of the Celestial Empire, I have seen it. The Celestial Empire thinks -, isn't it American-style equipment, I've seen it. But after the fight, I realized that I was in a groove...... The script is different. Only a bald man who spoke Zhejiang was left smiling and silent......
Now the mirror mage can't hold on, and the mana is consumed on a large scale, even if he drinks ten bottles of Thai eight-fold Red Bull, he can't bear it. The dark race is almost unable to hold on, and its strength is close to the bottom with the arrival of dawn, and if it continues, it may be in danger of being wiped out.
So after nearly ten minutes of confrontation, a sharp and piercing whistle suddenly appeared in the night sky, and then the dark race that came like a tide retreated again like a tide in an instant.
After about half an hour, the dawn of the horizon finally showed its head, and the moment they saw the white belly of the fish, all the agents present at the castle tower breathed a sigh of relief, and the entity began to sit on the ground to rest, while the mirrors carried the "corpses" of their companions while the mages used up their last bit of mana.
"It's not perfect." Siyuan shook his head: "Report the casualties." β
"Three people were killed and twelve were seriously injured." Ning Qingyuan frowned and reported the situation: "This exceeded our expectations. β
yes, more than expected. Siyuan didn't expect that those dark races would also use tactics, and originally only planned to let the mirror image bear the losses, but he didn't expect that those guys would also use cannon fodder tactics, and the actual elite didn't lose much. And their base is probably much more than what Siyuan sees today.
It's an uphill battle.
He didn't expect that those supporters in the East could have such a strong strength, although he only sent three or four hundred guys with real combat effectiveness out, but the actual battle loss ratio reached a terrifying one hundred and seventy-one to one, this kind of perverted battle loss ratio can't bear it at all, if the people are fully queued, I'm afraid the battle loss ratio will have to be improved.
Fight with humans for numbers? Isn't that self-defeating? What's more, he knows how many people there are in that country in the East, even if one of the 10,000 people is selected with such combat effectiveness, there are 140,000 such guys. Where did they get the 20 million blood clan to fight them?
Now there is a miraculous thing, because of the lack of information, both sides are worried about the number base of the other. This concern caused the commanders on both sides to overturn all the plans they had made and start designing new battle plans.
"At least, they don't know our true numbers and strength." Siyuan touched his chin: "We can't compete with them, we suffer a big loss." By the way, contact that intelligence dealer in the Far East, I need information. β
"If you look at our battle loss ratio, maybe we can't compete with them in numbers." My father said to his sexy butler, "It's time to change your strategy." Please contact Tenjin-sama, I need their exact information. β
A contact battle, with both sides defeated. Siyuan quickly sent a telegram to the long-legged Roc bird in the Russian Far East, and his father also contacted Rahu, who was more familiar with the castle tower and was directing the war in North America.
Then the information of the two parties was summarized in his hand and looked at it, and he was confused again......
"What does it mean to have unknown information?" Siyuan raised his head and looked at the Dapeng bird on the video who was applying a mask: "Aren't you the best intelligence dealer?" β
"Big brother, can you spare me? Even if you let me give you a mouth, it's easier than this, those small and fragmented underground organizations, I don't even have a chance to infiltrate, where do you ask me to give you statistics? Aren't you pure and embarrassing, besides, we've never been interested in collecting vampire information, those bunch of cubs are faster than rats, you can transform a hundred and ten people by going to a bar in a good mood, hiding underground for three hundred years without eating or drinking for three hundred years in a bad mood, you teach me how to count? The long-legged bird spirit said with disdain: "And their information can't be sold at all, and that kind of broken house won't let me make a move." β
"Then help me once, how about it?"
"Okay, did you get me my ID card? It's not permanent residency, it's a special ID card! I'm going home, fuck, I'm going fucking home! You haven't done what you promised me last time, and this time you're asking me for help, why were you sent by God to play with me, right? It's still the same sentence, don't do it for me, don't talk about it. Grandma and Auntie are not scared, don't force me to sell them your information, they won't kill you. β
"One more word." Siyuan raised his head and said lightly: "Try another sentence." β
"Uncle...... You have a lot of ...... I'm just talking nonsense and having a good time...... Hang up first, it's almost twelve o'clock here, I want to sleep in the beauty room. β
"You didn't sleep all night, did you?"
"Oh, don't break it down, okay. That's it, I'll give you an estimate in three hours. β
"Estimates?"
"Don't pull it down, I'll try to give you an estimate within 10,000." (To be continued......)