Chapter 110: The Prayer of the People of the 10th Attack of White Horse City

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"Come on, Augustine."

"You'll be able to do it."

"You're our hero."

In despair, the citizens of Whitehorse are full of hope for the future. Because in front of them, there was a figure tall enough to be looked up to stand in front of them, and as long as he did not fall, they would not be in danger.

It was he who fought his way through the thousands of griffons to protect White Horse City from being breached.

It was he who stopped the traitors from rebelling and gave them the punishment they deserved.

It was he who found enough food to keep them from dying of hunger.

Now, it's still him, he who never gives up, he who never gives up, once again, protects them.

He is a hero, a hero to us.

Moore returned with the remnants of the defeated army, and they were not lost, and the army of Xingyue killed them until they were not afraid.

"Augustine, victory." A young man with strong blood roared desperately.

"Augustine, victory." An old man felt the feeling of blood surging into his heart for the first time in a long time.

"Augustine, victory." A mother prays with her hands clenched.

"Augustine, victory." A bunch of little guys yelled at the same time.

"Augustine, victory." The five hidden heroes of White Horse City raised their arms and shouted.

At this moment, the surviving citizens of Hakuba are praying at the same time, praying that their heroes will return in triumph.

In the dark night, only the stars in the sky are shining.

The river of stars dissipated, but more and more light drifted out from the people of White Horse.

One, two, three, four.

At first, it was a little bit, but in the end, it converged into a torrent of light, and then it all rushed into Yang Ming's body.

"This is? This is? The little man who had just arrived and Mark Matt were speechless.

"Interesting, really interesting."

"Augustine, you are indeed the same kind of person as me." Motima was overjoyed.

Moore has long been stupid.

Yang Ming was bathed in the light of hope and incarnated hope.

System Prompt:

Congratulations on gaining the admiration of all the people and gaining the status of a hero.

Augustine (Hero)

Level: 1

Hero Perk: Prayer of the People (Prayer for every 10,000 Wishers, temporarily gain one Battle Attribute)

Attack: 2

Defense: 2

Strength: 1

Knowledge:1

Assignable campaign attributes: ???

Campaign Skill: None

Campaign Equipment: None

Yang Ming's assignable campaign attributes have been greatly improved.

Soon it broke through ten points, and then the speed did not slow down, but hit twenty points at a faster speed.

Twenty-one, twenty-two, when the twenty-three points are reached, the assignable attribute points stop.

The number of citizens in White Horse City exceeded 200,000, and it was conservatively estimated that there were more than 300,000.

These temporary campaign attributes were all added to the attack by Yang Ming.

System Prompt:

Congratulations on your Attack Campaign Stats exceeding 20 points and gaining Legendary Attribute Effects, please choose one of the following three items.

The three options are Critical Hit, Splash Hit and Critical Hit.

Yang Ming chose sputtering.

Legendary Splash: Alchemist has a 50% chance to take splash damage when attacking.

As long as there is a campaign attribute that exceeds twenty points, then it can be called a legendary hero.

Although Yang Ming is only a temporary legendary hero, it can be said that the current Yang Ming is the most powerful present, and even the White Horse City Lord and the Xingyue Coach are not comparable to him.

However, Yang Ming's alchemy warriors are also very vulnerable, because what has been improved is only the attribute of the attack campaign, and the defense is still the same, and the alchemy warriors under his command are almost shattered at the slightest touch.

Yang Ming took back all the alchemy warriors from the hands of Moore and Kelly, these alchemy warriors who were originally defeated by the remnants of the army, as soon as they arrived in Yang Ming's hands, their morale was instantly high and boiling like the sea.

"Glory, glory." The pikemen raised their slogans, and the archers polished their arrows.

The power of heroes gathered all over his body, and the golden hero aura appeared under his feet, making Yang Ming feel unprecedentedly powerful.

The name "Augustine" came from the mountains and tsunami in their ears, and they were shouting to themselves, looking up at themselves.

Is this the glory of heroes? Yang Ming was ecstatic.

Since coming to White Horse City, Yang Ming has fought countless battles large and small, fighting wits and courage, and has countless injuries on his body, but after becoming a hero, Yang Ming feels that everything he has paid is worth it.

"Charge!" Motima couldn't wait.

This is the battle that Motima craves.

"Archer shooting." Yang Ming did not indulge in the soaring strength for a long time, and soon returned to reality.

The total number of archers is only seven hundred, but each archer can take a knight with each shot, and if the legendary effect splash is triggered, then even more knights will fall.

In this case, the same is true for the all-round knights, who simply cannot block the blow of the archers.

It's not that the archers are strong, it's that Yang Ming's battle attributes have improved them too much.

"Attack." The little man also shouted, he could see that the alchemy warriors under Yang Ming's command were just attacking strongly, and the defense was still the same, as long as this group of alchemy warriors was eliminated, Yang Ming, who was alone, could only be captured.

The war is not over, and they have not yet lost.

The griffin circled and swooped down.

The archers' attacks were somewhat too late.

"Archers attack griffins, pikemen attack cavalry."

A spearman perished along with the all-powerful knight.

When the pikeman's spear stabbed into the body of the all-powerful knight, the all-powerful knight's horse also crashed into the pikeman's body, and both of them were killed.

However, Yang Ming's alchemy troops are too few to support, and the key is that the defense is too low.

"Retardation."

"Mire Technique."

"Attack acceleration."

"Petrified skin."

"Wall of Fire."

The five heroes who were cowardly hiding in White Horse City actually appeared at this time, and they also used their battle skills to improve and protect the alchemy warriors.

"I've really lived like a dog in this life." The cavalry hero laughed: "Xingyue dog cubs, even if Lao Tzu dies, I will pull you on your back today." ”

"It's been a long time since there's been such a lively battle." The archer hero has good archery skills, shooting one griffon after another in a burst.

The few surviving guild professionals knew that the stakes were coming, and they were holding back the swordsmen.

With the petrified skin defense boost, the pikemen finally died as easily.

Although the Star-Moon Kingdom also uses ascension-type battle magic, under the legendary attack, unless they have legendary defense, they are all one shot and one arrow.

The situation is starting to turn for the better.

"Come, Augustine, and have a good fight." The death of the alchemy warrior could not stop the pace of Motima's advance, and the red war horse neighed, and he killed it.

The swarthy nightmare horse automatically appeared under Yang Ming's crotch and rushed towards Modi Ma with Yang Ming.

Just kill him and everything will be over.

This is the last battle, the real last battle.

For the sake of his own desires, Motima has no scruples.

Wrapped in the hope of the people of the city, Yang Ming tried his best.

This is where the intersection of fates begins.

Defeat is death, and everything rests.

Victory, the sea and the sky, hope forever.

"Augustine, victory." The shouts of all the people resounded in the sky.

The stars shine, the lions roar, and they are mighty.

Before he could get close, Yang Ming had already thrown out the spear in his hand.

The sound of breaking the air burst into bursts, tearing apart time and space, running through time, this shot was simply Yang Ming's pinnacle blow.

Yang Ming's spirit and spirit gathered, plus the power of the stars, the power of heroes, and the wishes of the people, so that there was such a pinnacle of blows.

One shot straight through Motima!

Motima looked incredulously at his chest, where a blood skeleton appeared, dripping with blood.

"You...... Good, good! He smiled and closed his eyes, no regrets.