Chapter 115: Cutting Your Turtle Son
There is no poetry in the place where the rockery and strange stones are placed, and the small bridge and flowing water are also set up in a completely picturesque place.
I guess I found a guy who claimed to be the architect of Jinling to build the so-called Jiangnan courtyard. ”
Wu Xin gave a low artistic score to a garden where he was hiding.
But Colmona and Moulin felt like they were in a dream, and they exclaimed again and again.
Anyway, the old worshipper and the old man Ding took the captives to the front yard to torture, and the fat monk looked like the abbot, and he ran so slowly, it was impossible not to be caught.
His mistress, who was already extremely disgusted by his actions, unceremoniously abandoned him with the child at this time.
Since there are no locals, Wu Xin will behave like two big fools with these two low-level brocade guards.
"Hey, Mu Lan, go and see how the torture is going, who knows if these locals will cheat us, Colmona, you go to the front yard and see what you can take, maybe some furniture can also be exchanged for a few fate points, all move, don't be stupid." But Villefort was not welcome, he was standing at the highest point of the whole courtyard, and on a small pavilion with a spire, he commanded two newcomers to work.
Wu Xin knew that fate points would not be so easy to earn, and the old worshippers and old family Ding had no reason to deceive themselves, but he did not stop Villefort either.
Villefort is not ignorant of the times and is challenging him, his authority is already very obvious, Villefort is consciously doing bad guys to drive away newcomers, in fact, he is consolidating Wu Xin's leadership position.
When everyone else was gone, Villefort jumped down from the pavilion and said to Wu Xin, "The elven patrol is too small in number to pursue us separately. They were all busy trying to control the situation, but even if the gas concentration decreased, most of the residents were unable to break free on their own. The few residents who regained their senses all shouted and were killed by the elves, and some of the ones who didn't shout were also found, but I guess some of the residents were still awake, but still hiding in the crowd. ”
"What's the loud noise that tunes off the elven patrols? Still resisting? Wu Xin is more concerned about this situation.
"Invisible, even if there are still resistors. Also at the other end of the city. Villefort shook his head, this pavilion was only less than three meters high, and Villefort didn't dare to stand on it, no matter how tall it was. There are also elven archers patrolling the city walls, and there may be sharpshooters on the towers. Even if there were taller buildings, I couldn't observe. ”
Controlling the high ground is a basic tactical literacy, and no matter how short the elves are, they will ensure this.
"My guess is that Gonzalez might have a completely different relationship with us in another scene." Delia made a guess at this time. She was awake for the longest time, and after repeated searches, "maybe Gonzalez was resisting." ”
"Maybe, but this guy is not a priest, I didn't say that for him, since I can't even see illusions, just because he also wants to carry this illusion gas?" Villefort was not optimistic about Gonzalez, and his words were not entirely unreasonable. "If he doesn't have an excellent newcomer in his team, I think he will be doomed this time."
Wu Xin decided that Gonzalez was fine, and he nodded affirmatively: "He will definitely be able to carry it." And the time to wake up will not be later than Di Liya, the problem is only that he is a brocade guard Qianhu, and he may not be able to control these Liaodong soldiers in the city. ”
"You think so highly of him? Oh, don't worry about him, when the elven troops return to their original positions, we will attack another node, destroy this illusion node, I rewarded fifty fate points, how much do you get? "Villefort really couldn't identify with the Spaniard Gonzalez, who was fighting for resources on the island of Malta. Although the conflict between them is not intense, so there is no hatred, but the accumulated knot is not small.
He was quite satisfied with the fate point this time, although it was not much. But it's easy to get.
This is also the reason why those newcomers have recognized Wu Xin's authority, and that fireball technique is equivalent to sending a big red envelope to everyone.
And the old worshipper and the old family Ding both thought that Wu Xin was a pity, if he hadn't participated in the Jinyi Guard, he could have gone to take the imperial examination, maybe he could still be the champion.
"I'm also fifty fate points." Delia did no more than Villefort.
Villefort actually kept staring at Wu Xin.
"It's more than you. But it's not a lot. "Wu Xin didn't mean to hide it, after all, it was in his hands." One hundred fate points, plus a piece of stalwart leather armor, probably the elven squad leader's stuff. ”
"Sell me, sell me, sell me." As soon as Wu Xin's words fell, Villefort jumped up. "Cheaper, cheaper, cheaper."
Looking at the tattered leather armor on his body when it was still his first mission, Wu Xin nodded helplessly: "It was originally going to be sold to you at a low price." ”
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When Wu Xin and the others divided the first spoils of war, Gonzalez had a hard time.
As Wu Xin expected, he was also free from the control of the illusion gas on the first day, and the place where he entered the mission was a destroyed Yanhuang Dragon Altar, and he not only saved three-quarters of the newcomers, but also saved a Yanhuang Dragon sacrifice.
Although this sacrifice was of average ability, after regaining consciousness, it also opened a preserved secret magic circle, incorporating hundreds of defeated soldiers.
Within the confines of the altar, one can remain awake.
As Wu Xin expected, now he was surrounded by a bunch of Liaozhen officers with the three Spanish brocade guards he had saved, helpless.
"I told you, even if there is a dragon spit, it will not work to attack the illusion node, it will only attract the cavalry of the elves!"
"Then you have a idea, we don't have anything to eat, we're running out of water, and if we don't take down an illusion node, we're going to collapse soon."
Gonzalez was against attacking the temple at the time, and although there were not many enemies in the temple, the elven patrols were strong enough.
Sure enough, as he expected, as soon as the cavalry arrived, the barely organized Light Army was completely defeated.
Not only did they not get supplies, but they also exposed this gathering point.
"What are you afraid of, if it doesn't work once, come again, and we'll attack again at night. Lao Tzu is a native of Sichuan, don't die here. ”
"Then you go, you see if the elf at the door will let you go back to Sichuan to find your mother."
"You say that again?!"
"I'm going back to you............."
"Lao Tzu cut you turtle son to death!"
The guest officers from Sichuan and the local officers in Liaodong had already become a group, and several other middle-level officers were still accusing each other of the battle plan.
And the elven troops that followed them were already guarding the door.
"Your Excellency Gonzalez, we have to find a way, these elves are just not enough in number, if nothing else, a large group of people will definitely come back on the last day, and by then, if we are still here, we will definitely die." A brilliant Spaniard said to Gonzalez.
"I know." Gonzalez said to the newcomers as calmly as he could. "Don't panic, I'm in the New World, one person and one horse are charging against a thousand Aztecs, and those scum are all killed by me, and now it's just a small scene." (To be continued.) )