Chapter 32:
Isn't it time for us to go?"
Looking at the two armies that were charging back and forth at the foot of the mountain, Wang Ming grabbed the Alpine staff with some uncalmness.
Yueying slowly adjusted the longbow and put the arrows collected by Cangyang into the arrow box in order: "Don't worry, our target is the group of Templars who are following behind, and the gray guard Jester can deal with it." β
Cangyang agreed with Comrade Yueying's viewpoint.
"Catch big fish. β
Then Comrade Cangyang summed up the tactics very succinctly.
Wang Ming looked worriedly at the skeleton cavalry who kept falling from their horses at the bottom of the mountain, and his flesh ached.
You must know that every skeleton cavalry costs a lot of alchemy materials to manufacture, although the cost of personnel is eliminated, but the equipment, corpses, and consumables all cost money.
An unequipped skeleton cavalryman with a tabula rasa, with men and horses, costs about ten gold coins, but if you add weapons and armor, it will cost at least thirty or forty gold coins.
But they are still far from the real cavalry combat effectiveness, so they are just pure consumables.
And consumables are not something that Wang Ming's group of poor ghosts can afford.
The funds supported by the Dragon Council were taken away by Cangyang after they arrived, and when he went to her again the next day to ask for them, Cangyang handed over the two coppers to Wang Ming.
Hundreds of thousands of funds were spent by Cangyang overnight, and I don't know where to spend them.
Therefore, the Knights of the Blue Moon have been in a deficit financially since the day of conscription.
And the deficit is followed by a lot of zeros.
Therefore, fighting a war of attrition is an act of digging one's own grave for the Knights of the Moon.
The skeletons were easily wrenched to pieces by the Grey Guards, albeit under Jester's leadership. also put down a lot of gray guards. However, the battle loss ratio between the two sides could not be equalized at all. Less than five of the thirty-odd grey guards had been killed so far, and the skeleton cavalry had already been let go of forty or fifty.
In Wang Ming's field of vision, every time he charged, Jester led a group of soldiers assembled with gold coins to run towards the gray guard, and then in the interactive charge, the gold coins were scattered into puddles of debris.
"It's all money, woo woo woo ......"
Cang Yang pointed to the Knights Templar approaching slowly in the distance: "Those guys' equipment, stripped of one, can be sold for a thousand gold coins." β
Wang Ming immediately stopped muttering, and began to sharpen the pig-killing knife with bloodshot eyes.
"Don't be in such a hurry. We can suppress it with long-range fire first, and then we can go up to hand-to-hand combat when the ammunition is almost gone. β
Tsukizakura loaded the 88mm anti-aircraft gun with ammunition, and the thick shells were pressed into the magazine.
"Cangyang, help me bring the sub-caliber tungsten core armor-piercing bullet over there. β
"Big sister, our story is set in a medieval style, mixed with Renaissance-style swords and sorcery legends, and there is no such World War II era weapon. β
Yueying held the grass roots in her mouth, and pointed the top of the grass roots at Cangyang's waist, where two Beretta 92F siege self-defense pistols were hung.
"And what's that pair of super-tech weapons in your equipment slot that traveled over the twenty-second century!"
"This is, a personal collection. β
Tolia put up her parasol. Lilith lay on the grass, her slender calves cocked. Wandering carelessly.
Our Miss Paladin is helping Lilith survey the nearby terrain while Lilith holds a huge sniper rifle in her arms.
"The wind speed is 12 kilometers, the wind is easterly, the temperature is 23 degrees, and the humidity is 20 percent. β
Lilith heard her sister report the number jΓΉ and silently mediated the sight.
"Positive easterly, move one block to the left...... Humidity 20 percent, 2 blocks higher ......"
Hawkers, it's definitely going to be a hit anyway.
"But is it really okay with such a discordant weapon?"
Wang Ming asked curiously.
Cangyang pointed to the solid muzzle of the gun and said slowly in a low voice: "It's just, it's just a model." β
ββ¦β¦ All our money was used to buy figurines. β
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The surface of the dark storm was wrapped in a circle of dark black light, and the rolled wind pillar gently tore through the blade wall of the gray guard, no one could stop the demon king, even if it was infused with divine fighting energy and blessed with holy sword skills, it could not block the path swept by the dark storm.
Charging three times, three of the Grey Guards in front of Jester were twisted into a casual fit by the high-speed spinning dark storm, scattered pieces of flesh with broken armor fragments and weapons that were cracked into slag rolled in all directions, and the huge impact disrupted the formation of the Grey Guards, allowing the skeleton cavalry to cut into the Grey Guard's line more smoothly.
But the skeletons' weapons couldn't break through the Grey Guard's defenses at all, not only because of the heavy chain mail on the Grey Guards, not just the pious shield that shone on them, but the main reason was that the skeletons had been chopped to pieces by the Grey Guards before they could attack.
The Holy Light Technique erupted among the skeletons one after another, ablating the skeletons' bodies, and even from a distance, Wang Ming could hear the burning sound of the skeletons.
The momentum of the dark storm gradually calmed down, although this was a quasi-artifact-level weapon, but Jester's body could not bear the power of this divine weapon, the weapon was an artifact, but his body was only mortal.
"Do you want me to help you replace your right hand with a demon's limb? β
"Shut up!"
"Your body is going to collapse. β
"Then slaughter them all before I break down!"
The pillar of wind of the dark storm suddenly disintegrated, escaping into scattered wind beams, and the demonic energy condensed on the sword's body, causing the entire sword to be coated with a circle of black light.
Riding forward, Jester once again charged the Grey Guard, stabbing his sword into the chest of the first Grey Guard.
At that moment, the Knights Templar entered the charging range, their huge heavy rifles lowered, and the red and white rams pointed at Jester and his party, who were scuffling.
At the urging of its master, the horses in their special chainmail began to accelerate, and the horseshoe carried a ton of weight to the ground, splashing dust in the dull sound of the horses' hooves.
At the moment of encounter, the Templars skillfully stepped on the stirrups and used all their strength to stab. Rush at the skeletons.
It's like a red-hot knife cutting into butter. The formation of the skeleton cavalry was immediately thrown into a mess. Carrying the power of the heavy warhorse charging at full speed, the skeletons were frustrated into the air, and the huge impact caused them to disintegrate in mid-air, disintegrating into countless broken bones.
Jester quickly turned his sword back, and a spear stabbed at him was brutally torn apart by the swirling twisted space, a hardwood lance no stronger than wheat straw, shattered into splinters under the ravages of the dark storm.
The dark storm didn't stop. Instead, it swept forward along the spear, and the twisted air could be faintly seen around the blade, and the concussive blade buzzed as a result.
The knight's sword stabbed into the oncoming paladin's chest, the sword easily pierced into his breastplate, and then the fragments of the armor stretched out wantonly on the knight's chest, along with the scarlet flesh flower.
The knight's entire chest was blasted open, as if it had just been pierced into his body not by a sword, but by a large-caliber high-explosive shell.
Just as Jester was manipulating the Nightmare of Stygian Fire and preparing to turn around and kill, there was a cold throbbing in his heart, and the knight's sword that had already been stabbed out swirled. Distorted ripples spread from around the blade to the entire body.
Then, the flames of the sky consumed themselves.
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Wang Ming blew the green smoke rising from the tip of the Fireball Magic Wand. With the transcendent control of the spell in his body, Wang Ming can hold two magic wands to cast spells, and with the Alps on his back, it is not a problem to throw five or six fireballs casually.
The explosion range of the fireball technique is not small, and the target is the heavy cavalry charging in a dense formation, and they can't dodge at all.
Armor can block swords, but it does little for magic.
Conversely, the heavy armor only makes it harder for warriors to dodge spell attacks.
"Target Jester, Wrath of the Stars, launch!"
Tsukizakura fired her glittering longbow at Jester's location, each arrow expanding into a massive silver ball of light in mid-air, dragging a gorgeous silver-white trail and crashing into the Templars.
Violent explosions rang out among the paladins one after another, blowing them to the ground.
"The other party's blood seems to be very hard...... Wait, they're using holy healing on themselves, and our attacks are in vain!"
Wang Ming used his eagle eye to detect the Templars in the distance, jumping up and down in a hurry.
Especially considering the difference in the depreciation of the Fireball Wand, he was eager to rush to the Templars in hand-to-hand combat.
Yueying lowered the longbow that was originally held high, and rubbed her sour arm with a big grin: "Ahhh......h
The remaining four people in the second half of the sentence selectively ignored it.
Wang Ming pinched the remaining mana and threw two firestorms at Jester's location in the distance, then fell to the side, resting his head on Toria's lap.
"Toria, say, did you steal the bacon in my collection?"
"Nope. β
"Then how do you explain that your thighs have become soft, how can you grow meat without eating my bacon?"
Tsukizakura, who fell to the ground together, squirmed from the side: "Oh, I've been working on a new posture with Tolia recently, so my thighs don't get enough exercise, so I'm getting fat." β
Wang Ming blinked dumbfoundedly.
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Smoke obscured everyone's vision on the meadow where the firestorm raged, and through the gaps in the smoke, corpses loomed all over the ground, but not a single person was alive. They're all born in the flames, aren't they?
But the raging wind suddenly awoke, cutting the smoke in all directions, spiraling into a thick column of wind that pierced through the gray curtain.
Jester was surrounded by black flames, and he rode the Nightmare of Hellfire step by step.
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PS: Suddenly I can't write...... "Knights Templar detachment, all destroyed." β
Cangyang put down the binoculars and reported the results of the battle to the moon and cherry.
Just now, the Templars surrounded Jester, ready to chop him up, but they didn't expect the Knights of the Sky to collectively add a beneficial state to Jester, and before they could react, the colorful Jester who looked like a Christmas tree turned them all into experience points.
"I didn't expect to be able to gain experience in a team from such a distance. β
Wang Ming looked at the experience slot on the character card, and the golden ribbon of light had stretched a lot.
Tsukizakura repeatedly compared the gains and losses of the two advanced classes, and replied absentmindedly, "As long as you participate in the battle, you will have experience." I remember saying so on the official website. β
ββ¦β¦ Dead weight. β
Drive two hundred skeleton cavalry behind enemy lines. Attract the enemy's main force to encircle and suppress. It's not because you have a lot of money, it's about making money.
After attracting the main force of the Holy See, including a group of Templars, Jester was ordered to retreat, and the rest of the work was to snipe the Templars from above.
As Tsukizakura had previously said, a Templar's equipment could sell for at least a thousand gold coins.
So, the real reason for this battle is actually that the Knights have no money and are ready to make a good profit.
"Eldest sister, your festival is gone. β
Wang Ming was picking up the armor on the paladin's body. He muttered quietly.
The main force of the Holy See couldn't catch up for the time being, and most of the Holy See troops who were attracted were infantry, and they never approached after being strafed by the barrage of Cangyang and Yueying, standing a few hundred meters away with a shabby wooden shield on guard.
"Sister, I have a question. β
An extremely important thought flashed through the mind of the working teenager.
"What's the problem?"
"A set of full-body armor weighs at least thirty kilograms, and although the Templars' equipment is of high quality and much lighter than those on the market, these full-body armor are at least twenty kilograms. What's more, the armor is only a small part, and there are weapons, and horses use full-body chain mail. Potions, all sorts of miscellaneous things add up. One person has at least more than 100 kilograms of equipment, how can we transport it back?"
Tsukizakura wiped the bloody Harrow Hara's hand against the paladin's robe, and the beige robe turned a sauce-red color.
"Well, it depends on the orders we have prepared. β
"Huh?"
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"Ahh
The girl sneezed, and her golden double ponytail rippled with the undulation of her body, like the surface of a lake at sunset.
Listlessly, she pulled a tissue and wiped her nose clean, and the girl feebly threw the crumpled tissue into the trash can in the corner.
The paper ball slammed on the edge of the barrel and fell to the side, knocking the other two paper balls apart.
The girl felt that her throat was dry and fluffy, and a cat's paw that did not have zΓ i gently scratched her throat and eyes, which was very uncomfortable.
So she sat up from the bed and reached for the cup beside the bed.
The cup is empty.
She remembered that the water had been drained, and it had been dry for a long time.
But there was no way, she couldn't get up at all, her whole body was limp, and she couldn't move at all.
Her lips were cracked, and she couldn't help but want to lick it with her tongue, but she was so tired that she couldn't even open her mouth.
"It's uncomfortable. β
Also, it's so lonely......
At this time, the door was gently pushed open, and Xing Lian, with his long black hair, walked in from outside the door, and the clay pot in his hand was steaming.
"Xiaohuang, come, the ginger soup is ready. β
The girl quickly shrank half of her head into the quilt.
Xinglian sat down at the head of the bed, holding the hot clay pot and handing it to Yu Huang: "Come, hurry up and drink it while it's hot." β
Feather Phoenix shook her head firmly.
"You have to drink it obediently, otherwise how can you get better with a cold?"
"I, I don't want to. β
Xinglian blew the ginger soup in the jar, and by the way, he also blew the hand that was burned when he was cooking the ginger soup: "Don't you like it?"
ββ¦β¦ Hot. β
Starripple helped Feather Phoenix up, put two pillows behind her back, and then draped the blanket over her to prevent her from freezing again.
"Don't worry, my sister put honey in it, pinch her nose and drink it obediently. β
"I, I'm afraid ......"
"Why don't you feed you, sister?"
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After coaxing for a long time, Yu Huang finally reached out to take the ginger soup under threats and coaxing, and took a small sip with Xinglian's encouragement.
"Ahem, ahem, it's spicy!"
Xing Lian gently caressed her back, there was almost no fat on her slender back, but it was a bit skinny.
"Drink it in one gulp, don't think about the taste!"
Yu Huang pinched his nose and drank all the ginger soup with an extremely wonderful expression.
"It's so bad!"
Xinglian's claws rested on Yuhuang's head: "Good medicine is bitter, bear with it." β
"Can't you just give me some normal food?"
"The chicken soup is already cooking, Xiaohuang should sleep first, and when he wakes up, he will have chicken soup to drink." Come, my sister will sleep with you, and it will be much better after sweating!"
ββ¦β¦ I don't think you're having a fever. β
Before Yuhuang could say anything against it, Xinglian had already ripped off his coat, burrowed into the bed like a slippery fish, and hugged Yuhuang.
"Uh......h It's so hot, so uncomfortable......"
Xing Lian put his face on Yu Huang's cheek: "Bear with it, if you sweat, your fever will go away." β
"I'm about to suffocate!"
"Do you want my sister to help you breathe?"
ββ¦β¦ Have you really been taught badly by your eldest sister? β
Two days ago, during the earth-shattering battle, Feather Phoenix was hypnotized by Starripple with psionic energy and had to flee the battlefield, but Feather Phoenix fell into a nearby river with Moonfall after casting any gate to escape.
Well, how to say it, the physique of a bundle of spells like Yu Huang is very poor, after all, this profession does not rely on physique to eat, and a melee fighter like Moonfall can rely on his body to harden a murderous spell such as a finger of death, but Yu Huang can't do it, and he will cough for a long time the next day when the quilt falls to the ground at night.
So after being fished up by the moonset, she very decisively launched the burn.
"What's the dragon's body temperature?"
After the feather phoenix blew off a thermometer, Xinglian helplessly asked about the moonset.
The moonset is also a half-dragon.
"Report to the commissar, I don't know. β
The body temperature of dragons is related to the subspecies of dragons, the red dragon may be as high as 100 degrees, and the white dragon is bound to be below freezing. And specific to each dragon, the body temperature is also different, and even some dragons have a huge difference in body temperature during the day and night.
This is still a relatively easy purebred real dragon, those half-blood dragons and half-dragons, the body temperature is even more magical, there are all kinds of things, some can fry eggs on the forehead at noon, and some fingers can be used as popsicles in the middle of the night.
"Xiaohuang, what is your normal body temperature?"
"Well, I don't usually pay much attention. β
"Well, we can't even diagnose whether you have a high or low fever. Forget it, Mia told me two days ago that he didn't know his blood type, and that Confused is just right for Confused, a natural pair. β
The temperature on Yu Huang's face immediately burned to the point where he could scald the phoenix eggs.
Because of the cold, Yu Huang officially took sick leave.
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When he heard the sound of the horn, Yu Huang was still sleeping, happily resting on Xinglian's arm.
Although her arm was sore and numb, Xinglian didn't pull her hand out from under Yuhuang's little head, and after hearing the order to assemble, she quietly tucked the pillow into her arm, and then carefully pulled out her arm and slipped out of the bed.
Before leaving, I didn't forget to stuff the quilt for Yuhuang.
"Eldest sister, what's wrong? What? I have robbed a batch of very good equipment, and I want the whole army to drive over to pick it up? Okay, okay, I'll organize the teleportation immediately. β
According to the coordinates sent by Cangyang, Xinglian opened a spatial crack in mid-air, and for a psychic magician who jumps around in subspace all day long, this kind of work is as simple as opening a zipper in mid-air.
In formation, the whole army passed through the portal, and then formed a team again, and then began to clean up the battlefield under the command of Cangyang.
These poor paladins were all killed by the Dark Storm, so the equipment on their bodies was not complete, such as holes in their chests, holes in their abdomen, holes in their backs, holes in their helmets, and ...... Crotch holes and stuff, so Jester you're too heavy.
The four halflings carried Yuhuang's bed out of the portal, and when they saw Yuhuang being sick like this, Yueying jumped directly into the bed in distress, and the violent vibration almost overwhelmed several halflings who carried the bed.
"Bed shock, ah no, what's wrong with Xiaohuang?"
Wang Ming looked at the sleeping feather phoenix with some puzzlement.
Xing Lian smiled slyly: "Xiaohuang has Oh, eldest sister's child." β
ββ¦β¦ Donor, you're joking, Yuhuang and the eldest sister are both girls. β
Xing Lian smiled even more happily: "Dao Chief, these days, how can you fall in love with different genders." β
ββββββββββββ (To be continued......)