Half an hour passed quickly, and the continuous charge of the rebels made Zhao Gao a little difficult. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoSome of the plot soldiers in his camp have had to step forward alternately to absorb the damage, and although Mai Linglong and Lao Ba are still unstoppable, they will inevitably fall into fatigue mentally.

Whether this mission is directly put on the battlefield or in the encirclement, Zhao Gao has a thousand calculations, and it is difficult to play at this time.

Just when Zhao Gaodu was about to find another way out, the big flag not far away suddenly opened completely, and a huge "south" word fluttered in the wind on the flag, and at the same time, a majestic voice sounded from the flag and spread throughout the battlefield.

"The light of faith is in the annals of history, but the turtle is humane!"

With the spread of this sound wave, all the plot soldiers of the Tang army let out an angry roar at the same time, and the morale of the already declining Tang was suddenly pulled up, and a large area of rebels around it was immediately emptied.

Space Tips:

"You have been affected by the C-level historical plot skill, which is an exclusive skill of the C-level historical figure Nan Jiyun, which is released on the exclusive battlefield and directly calculates the MAX effect."

"Increases the morale of all allies to 10 (max), increases the offensive and defensive stats by 50%, and the morale does not fall below 5."

"All allies will be temporarily raised by one tier, with a cap of C-rank plot characters!"

"All allies have a significant increase in resistance to Mind, Confusion, and Restriction skills, and increases their health regeneration rate by 100%."

"All allies gain a Prestige Effect for each enemy killed, increasing Attack by 10, stacking with no limit for 60 seconds."

"This skill is released with the main general's life force, which consumes 1% of the main general's health every five seconds."

On the battlefield, the soldiers of the Tang Army suddenly became extremely brave, and the most exaggerated thing was that the two thousand or so ordinary soldiers all had the template of a small elite in a short period of time.

Another C-level historical plot skill, or double exclusive, the effect is almost close to B-level. With Zhao Gao's eyesight, he could clearly see that under the military flag of the word "south", a majestic man with all his beard and hair was propped up to the sky with his hands closed, his eyes closed, and he was making an effort, and blood was constantly oozing out of his mouth and between his ears and nose.

"Old eight, use historical plot skills positively!"

"Linglong, you are breaking through to the military flag!"

Zhao Gao quickly issued two orders, and the wing army he summoned was also given a bonus to skills, Meng Yi, Meng Er, and Meng San were temporarily promoted to become E-level plot characters, and the ordinary wing army guards also advanced to become the template of the big elite, and their strength soared significantly.

Lao Ba and Mai Linglong also received bonuses, Lao Ba's own attack is not low, and it has a completely crushing damage effect, once it is released, the damage caused is also extremely considerable, but unfortunately Zhao Gao has no intention of letting him output at all, and a top-level MT does not need to have the ability to output at all.

"Heroic and magnificent, Xinwei is desolate!" In the direction of the military flag, Lao Ba's plot skills were released, and the movements of the rebels who were hit head-on immediately became extremely sluggish, and the resistance was greatly reduced.

The eighth historical plot skill against the alien race, with special effects that double the effect!

Mai Linglong had already adjusted her status to the highest at this time, she only retained less than thirty percent of her HP, and her attack and attack speed skyrocketed, and she could solve a rebel in two seconds, and obtain the "Prestige" bonus of Nan Jiyun's plot skill ability.

After killing more than a dozen rebels one after another, Mai Linglong's whole body was already bathed in a rain of blood, and the effect of raising his might had been superimposed on more than a dozen layers, and the increased attack power was nearly two hundred points.

Intuitively speaking, Mai Linglong, who is highly attacked, is directly superb!

In the two minutes of Lao Ba's plot skills, Mai Linglong vividly penetrated the distance of fifty or sixty meters from Zhao Gao to Nanjiyun Military Banner, and fought a bloody way in the dense group of rebels.

The rebels who died under her dagger directly numbered more than three hundred, at first two swords and one stab, but then her rapid attack speed made her a butcher's knife in human form, and the rebels fell one after another like crops harvested by a scythe.

Within two minutes of Nan Jiyun's opening of the skill, the old guy's team completed the convergence with Nan Jiyun's main general's camp.

Mai Linglong took advantage of the overlapping attacks, turned around and pounced forward, slashing another rebel in front of him with a single sword.

Her current "Might" has been stacked to the upper limit of thirty layers, with three hundred attacks attached. Not only the blade in her hand, but her whole body was emitting a faint red light, and under her thick murderous aura, the besieging rebels unconsciously moved a short distance.

"What are you doing!" When Mai Linglong once again raised his knife to kill the rebels, Zhao Gao finally roared angrily, Mai Linglong had just been killed, but when he turned his head, he saw Zhao Gao's angry eyes.

In the information column of the team, it was clearly written that after the convergence, he didn't care about the rebels in front of him, and only cared about attacking and killing the soldiers who were chasing after the two wings and tails.

"Why?" Mai Linglong's voice was hoarse, she had just seen this information, and now her mind was still in a state of chaos, so she subconsciously asked.

Zhao Gao looked into her eyes and replied word by word: "I'm brushing Nan Jiyun's blood recovery skill, which can extend his plot skill time by several times!" Got it? ”

The last three words, Zhao Gao almost shouted out, on the battlefield, it is impossible for the commander to have time to explain the purpose of the command one by one, and Mai Linglong should not ask why these three words at all.

At the beginning of the establishment of the regiment, the old guy said that before and after the war, Zhao Gao's opinions could be freely denied, corrected, and suggested, but if it was in the middle of the battle, Zhao Gao's command was an order, and even if he knew it was wrong, he must carry it out to the end.

Mai Linglong was shocked in her heart, took out a bottle of water from the team space and poured it directly on her head, the cold feeling made her spirit sober up a little - the crazy killing just now made her mind lose her mind in a short time, and anyone who killed hundreds of people in an instant in the blood rain, no matter how good her psychological quality was, she couldn't stand it.

This was a personal kill, and with a stab, a stream of bloody arrows rushed out, and a person fell. This set of actions is repeated hundreds of times, how can people's psychology not collapse?

There was no chance for Mai Linglong to adjust slowly on the battlefield, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, took out another big sip of water, turned around and carried her dagger that had been stained with dark red plasma, and rushed forward again.

"You should be gentle." The eighth child privately sent a sentence to Zhao Gao through the message, "After all, they are little girls." ”

"Have you ever seen a girl who kills people without blinking?" Zhao Gao replied forcefully, but he was still worried about Mai Linglong, and looked at her figure.

After the delay just now, the number of layers superimposed by her "Yangwei" has decreased by seven or eight layers, and her attack power has decreased a lot, but her whole person is not as crazy as just now, and it seems that she is deliberately adjusting her psychological state.

In this regard, she can also be regarded as a professional from the police academy.

After two glances, Zhao Gao took his gaze back, now the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and he has consumed a lot of energy, even more tired than Mai Linglong.

If you want to get additional benefits on the battlefield, you can take meat from the wolf's mouth, and if you shoot too early, the meat will not reach your hands, and if you shoot too late, you will not only not be able to get meat, but you will also be bitten by the wolf's closed mouth.

Now all the recovery skills have been thrown to Nan Jiyun, so that the speed of his blood loss is greatly reduced, and the duration of the skill is naturally greatly extended. This kind of behavior is undoubtedly greatly overdrawing the potential of the plot characters, if it is said that Nan Jiyun would have only needed one day to recover, after such a degree of overdraft. In less than half a month, he is afraid that he will not be able to get out of bed.

The winged army guards summoned by Zhao Gao, several with physical specialties had all squeezed to the position of the front arrow, deliberately lowering the speed of the breach. Meng Yi, Meng Er, and Meng San, who advanced the plot character template, led more than a dozen wing troops of the big elite template, and broke into the rebel front from the other direction in a zigzag shape, and the killing speed was not slow.

Five hundred!

Eight hundred!

Thousand!

Three thousand!

Within fifteen minutes, the number of kills of the old guy's team exceeded the terrifying three thousand, and the Soul II who was surrounded in the middle didn't know what to say at all. According to this rhythm, the tasks in the first stage are completed, and even if the tasks in the later stages are all zero, the total score is enough to average to the passing level.

"Do you want to be shameless, and you still play like this?" In the face of a team of tough and shameless old guys, what Soul II can do is to complain powerlessly.