Zhu Henghong gasped, his right hand holding the shell gun hung down weakly, and then the whole person collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily in the air with a certain concentration of narcotic gas.

When preparing on the field, Zhu Henghong thought of this series of combat methods at the fastest speed in his history: he knew very well that if he couldn't cause a melee as soon as possible or give the opponent a certain degree of major blow, then the Boghall riflemen, who had an excellent advantage in long-range firepower coverage, could completely knock themselves down in front of him; , and then the front row rushed into the opponent's formation and began hand-to-hand combat, while the back row carried the shell gun from both wings to outflank the enemy, and the rest was to see which side in the melee could overturn everyone on the other side, and which side could still stand at that time was considered to be a winner.

Trying to stabilize his spirit, Zhu Henghong forcefully withdrew the shell gun in his right hand into the holster on his waist, and then retrieved his one-handed long sword from the ground: from the beginning of the battle to the present, Zhu Henghong has been able to stand without falling, precisely thanks to his own identity as a corpse witch- He was already an iron-skinned corpse witch, and his overall physical quality was slightly higher than that of ordinary human soldiers, and most importantly, he also had higher resistance to toxins and anesthetic gases than ordinary humans, so he was able to stand in the end, and the few Burghall pikemen in the same situation as him were all corpse witch soldiers without exception, and the eyes of every corpse witch soldier were shining with scarlet light at this moment.

Holding the one-handed long sword with his right hand, Zhu Henghong relied on it to prop himself up from the ground, and then looked around the field.

Now the field is full of Boghall soldiers lying around and around, they are either anesthetized by the anesthetic and anesthetic gas formed by alchemy bullets and alchemy grenades and fainted, or they are directly knocked out by the passivated cold weapon, it seems that the current field is like experiencing a small-scale bloody battle, there are bloody corpses everywhere, so that outsiders see it and think that this is the legendary Roman gladiatorial arena, so they almost let some lions and tigers come in

Looking at the Boghall corpse witch spearmen standing sporadically around him, Zhu Henghong vigorously raised the one-handed long sword held in his right hand above his head, and shouted loudly:

"Boghall!"

"Teuton!Teuton!!Teuton!! The few remaining Boghall pikemen raised their weapons and shields in a loud voice, and one of the Boghall pikemen threw away his one-handed mace and fan shield, and pulled the company flag from the ground that had been planted diagonally on the ground because of the 'death' of his flag bearer, waving it desperately.

"Teuton!Teuton!!Teuton!!" The roars of Zhu Henghong and the few remaining Boghall corpse witch pikemen set the mood of the entire equestrian arena, and almost all the spectators stood up and shouted loudly at this simple but meaningful word with a syllable.

"Zhu Henghong!Zhu Henghong!!Zhu Henghong!! Zhu Henghong!!!" Soon, I don't know which Teutonic soldier or Guards knight raised his head, all the spectators began to shout the name of Zhu Henghong, the captain of the Boghall pikemen company, apparently praising his performance and officially recognizing him as a member of the Teutonic camp.

Before this company confrontation exercise, even though Zhu Henghong had experienced a battle to the death and was reincarnated as a corpse witch because of it, whether it was a knight of the Guards or a veteran of the Boghall unit in the Teutonic camp, at most they regarded him as a friend who could talk to him and a comrade-in-arms who relied on each other in battle, but did not recognize him as a fellow of his own and others - this recognition was quite subtle, neither a sense of national identity nor anything else, it was more biased towards ******** At this moment, Zhu Henghong, a young man who was a former Huadu college student, used his courage and calmness to prove to everyone that he was worthy of his identity as a Teutonian Chinese, and as a corpse witch, he was also an excellent and typical Teutonic company captain.

In the deafening cheers, Feng Longde, who was far away in the stands, stood up, and the two lich mages behind him also cast amplification magic, making his voice resound throughout the equestrian arena: "I declare that in the first game, in the confrontation between the Boghall pikemen led by Zhu Henghong and the Boghall riflemen led by Ernest, Zhu Henghong and the company led by him won! And advance! Have the qualification for the finals!"

"Zhu Henghong!Zhu Henghong!!Zhu Henghong!! Zhu Henghong!!!" With the cheers of the audience, Zhu Henghong and several other Boghall corpse witch pikemen walked towards the exit of the equestrian arena, preparing to enter the specially set up rest area inside the equestrian arena to rest.

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At the same time that Zhu Henghong and several other Boghall corpse witch pikemen disappeared at the exit of the equestrian arena, the entrance and exit gate leading to the equestrian arena on the other side opened, and more than a dozen lich mages with a group of military doctors and nurses swarmed out of it, carrying a medical box with a red cross on a white background, and began to walk among the fainting soldiers in the field.

Taking out the syringes from the medical box, the military doctors injected the Boghall soldiers who had fainted under the anesthetic gas and anesthetic anesthetic under the guidance of the lich mages, while the nurses were trained to divide all the fainting Boghall soldiers into Boghall pikemen and Boghall riflemen companies and arrange them neatly, waiting for injections one by one to wake up from the deep coma; , and immediately woke up alive, because these water balls composed of pure water elements were also mixed with a lot of ice ballast

In order to make these' The dead Boghall soldiers were able to recover as much as possible as soon as possible, and to restore the Boghall soldiers who had broken their joints or scraped flesh when they fainted and during the fight, the nurses massaged the shoulders and backs of the Boghall soldiers who had just woken up from a coma, the Lich Mages used muscle rejuvenation to treat their external and internal injuries, and the military doctors were responsible for skeleting and debrideing the unlucky ones who were seriously injured, such as having broken a few ribs or arm bones or leg bones in the fight, and then let the Lich Mages perform muscle rejuvenation on these Devil Weeping Wolf Guys to heal their wounds。

The first thing these Boghall soldiers did when they came to their senses was to talk to each other, ask the medical team around them how the final battle was going and who won, and then they learned who won and who lost in the end.

After hearing the unmistakable result, the Boghall pikemen were naturally overjoyed, originally they were all mentally prepared to be completely beaten into dogs in this game, but it turned out that Zhu Henghong, the captain of the corpse witch company who usually looked like he was not slipping away most of the time, was reliable at the critical moment, and he temporarily held back the method to win this game, instead of being abused by the opponent when he came up; , but they were firmly given a slap in the face, and they naturally looked a little depressed when they felt that they had won the first game, which is human nature.

"Lao He, aren't you going to comfort and comfort those failed Boghall riflemen?" When the medical team was still busy waking up these Boghall soldiers, Feng Longde and the others had already walked into the field, looking at all this in front of them from a distance, and Richard asked suspiciously.

"Comfort what? It's just a drill, they've failed and they're alive unharmed, and if they're on the battlefield, they're really dead. Feng Longde snorted, "Failure is also a valuable experience, let them slowly experience it for themselves - recently I found that these guys with the highest rate of modern weapons and equipment have begun to be a little complacent, and it just so happens that today's exercise also let them know that no matter how good the weapon is, it depends on who the user is, if you go to the battlefield with the mentality that you are abusing primitive people, then be prepared to be killed by primitive people." ”

"Uh, Lao He, I feel that what you said makes a lot of sense, but it sounds a little uncomfortable. Weisk shook his head, unlike the half-human, half-dead Richard, the half-human, half-flame elemental Lilia, and Feng Longde, who was the prototype of the dragon spirit, he, a 100% pure-blooded human, was obviously a little uncomfortable with the air in the field that was still filled with a lot of anesthetic gases, and they were all starting to get a little confused.

"But then again, old man, what are the various types of alchemy bullets and alchemy grenades they are equipped with?" asked Richard again, his eyes looking at the Boghall soldiers who had not yet been woken up in a coma and covered in 'blood', "It feels like a hit or an explosion will have a real effect on people, although the effect is to anesthetize people, but on the surface it looks like they have been shot by bullets or blown up by grenades to flesh and blood, how do they do it?" ”

"The small alchemy items developed by Caroline and the Lich Mages, the various types of alchemy bullets produced according to the firearms currently equipped by the Boghall soldiers, and the alchemy grenades that imitate the STG39 wooden-handled grenades will not cause real damage to people at all, but the sprains and abrasions caused by fainting under anesthesia do not count. Feng Longde waved his hand, and a passing Boghall rifleman came over and saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, what do you command?"

"Give me a copy of each type of alchemy bullet and alchemy grenade on you. Feng Longde replied with the same Teutonic salute and ordered.

"As you wish, Your Majesty. The Boghall rifleman nodded, reached out and took what Von Rond needed from the cartridge box hanging from his waist and belt, and handed it to him, "That's it, Your Majesty. ”

"Very well, soldier, now you go about your business. Von Rond replied, and after the Boghall rifleman stood up and saluted and left, he took these things and explained to the dead friends who were following him: "This alchemy bullet and alchemy grenade developed by Caroline and the lich mages will quickly shatter and vaporize when they hit the target, and will not produce shrapnel or other damage, but will only leave blood-like traces in the place where they were hit, the only difference between the alchemy grenade and the alchemy bullet is that it will explode after hitting the target." These alchemy bullets and alchemy grenades are all specially treated anesthetics, and their anesthetic effects will make ordinary humans coma immediately, but if they are not directly hit by the alchemy bullets or in the center of the alchemy grenade explosion range, they will basically be affected very little, some ordinary humans with better physique or some resistance can last longer than others, and for corpse witches, the effect is average, and it takes a few hits to have an effect, because their soul fire is much stronger than the spirit of ordinary humans. ”

"These things are really advanced enough, this is much more advanced and real than easter eggs or laser sights, if the real world CS can play like this, it is estimated that not to mention the military house that loves this way, ordinary people will be willing to spend money and flock to it, right?" Weisk was amazed at this, took a 7.92×57mm Mauser model alchemy bullet from Feng Longde's hand, and looked at the bright red bullet on it, "Lao He, you said that if this thing hits the human body directly, it will have an effect?" The person who was hit was instantly unconscious?"

"That's right. Feng Longde nodded, "What are you going to do!"

Before Feng Longde could finish asking, Weisk immediately stabbed the alchemy bullet hard into Richard's arm beside him.

The sturdy warhead of the alchemy bullet suddenly burst open under the powerful impact, turning into a cloud of blood-red mist and liquid, which looked exactly like the blood mist that was sprayed when it was shot.

", Lao Wei, you T" As soon as Richard reacted, before he finished speaking, his whole body convulsed a few times, and one fell to the feet of the elders, almost without breath.

"Damn, Lao Wei, don't take you to take your own dead friend to conduct on-site human experiments like this!" Feng Longde took a deep breath, frowned and shouted at the medical team who were still busy not far away: "Come on a nurse! Give my unlucky guy an injection!" )