When Murphy was first reborn, he knew that teleportation-type psionic spells had a bad reputation on the mainland, except for the teleportation spells released by those psionic masters with spatial talent who could still be called "safe", and the risk of getting lost attached to other teleportation spells was quite high.

Compared to the terrible risk of getting lost in the astral plane, people who cherish their lives will always be willing to endure the troubles of long-distance travel, and besides, there are actually many means that can be used for fast travel on this continent, and it is not necessary to use teleportation to gamble on luck.

There have been only a handful of large-scale use of teleportation in history, and all of them have used this kind of thing at a critical juncture to injure a thousand enemies and damage eight hundred.

However, this risk has been eliminated for Transncia today, Murphy's Astral Guardian Infinity Master Mnis is a rather peculiar Astral Demigod, thanks to the talent of the Time Serpent, it can appear anywhere in the Astral Realm at any time, and one of the "strange contracts" signed by Murphy and it is a very important one that requires Mannes to become the "Astral Travel Guard" of the Translancias.

Once the Translancians have suffered a teleportation accident, Mannes must return them to the physical world as quickly as possible.

The Endless One does not resist such work, anyway, with its current pitiful strength, it can't make wind and rain in the astral realm, and it is better to sleep when it is idle.

But there are also "special circumstances" in the contract.

For example, when the unlucky guy gets lost in the astral plane, close to the lair or core territory of other demigods, Lord Mannis will not take the risk.

Generally speaking, the demigods of the astral realm are not very likely to hurt people who have been lost in the material world around them, and sometimes they can even make a deal or something to create a strange legend.

However, the Transans should pray that they will not encounter such a thing, and that Mannis, who is "notorious" in the astral plane, will be lost to the other demigods. Well, probably won't be too good.

In short, Murphy's unlocking of the "Astral Guardian" has made teleportation tactics one of Translasia's options for warfare, and it has also allowed psykers to do their best work.

Ten minutes after the Black Flame Pass's retainers fought against the attacking Gnoll Vanguard Clan at the foot of the mountain, more than a dozen scarlet portals appeared on the edge of the battlefield.

"What the hell is that?"

The commander of the Blood Alliance, who had just completed a flank harvest on his horse and spear in hand, shouted:

"Is it reinforcements from the enemy?"

"No, Commander, the color of that psionic energy is a vampire's teleportation, maybe the lord sent someone to support it! No! Those guys rushed out with strange battle flags, oh my God, their formation was so messy! ”

The female psychicist next to the commander exclaimed, and the commander on the horse heard a noisy, shrill roar, and he looked back.

Ooh!

Boy!

Wild dogs out of the cage is this?

More than a hundred angry and belligerent lunatics roar out of the open portals on a variety of vehicles, each with a makeshift squad of 10 men whose captain identifies himself by waving the banners of the Transnesia, the Vulture Clan, and the People's Army.

This scene not only surprised the Blood Alliance's army, but also startled the gnoll little overseers who were trying to eat this army on the army.

Scald!

The vampires of the Black Flame Pass are so reckless?

The situation isn't critical right now, so why do you use a teleportation technique that hurts both friend and foe?

Even the gnolls know that teleportation is not a good thing, and you have teleported more than a hundred people at a time, and it is conservatively estimated that there are at least four or five to a dozen lost people.

Is this level of unexpected loss actually bearable?

"Ahhhh

The Gnoll Overseer's doubts were answered in the next second, and with a piercing scream, eight hapless ghosts lost in the astral plane were tossed back to the physical world along with their mounts to the strange laughter of Mannis.

And I don't know if Mnis did it on purpose, the landing point of these eight guys is obviously in the middle of the battlefield.

They entered the predicament of being surrounded almost as soon as they fell, and at first glance they had a great talent for becoming paratroopers.

"Blanch!"

Qin Ye, who landed on the ground, wiped a handful of blood from his face.

It wasn't his blood, it was his demon hunting horse who fell from a great height and was killed.

Before the war began, I lost my horse, damn it! He still likes the horse, although he always stumbles, but. Well, thinking about it this way, maybe it was fate that inspired him to change his old arms and legs to a horse quickly.

"Bang"

The sound of gunfire next to him brought Qin Ye back to his senses, and the precise waist shot from Lao Qu made the scorching deer bullet sweep across his side, repelling the two gnolls who wanted to sneak attack.

Without saying a word, Qin Ye took out the trench gun behind his back and loaded it, retreating backwards with the sweet potato burning beside him, and fired continuously at the pounced jackal.

At this distance, with Qin Ye's marksmanship, it was simply a sword and a fierce attack, and he smashed the head of a brute soldier after retreating three steps.

"Get together! Defensive formations! Fast! ”

Lao Qin shouted, letting the other brothers rush to his side, the eight of them formed a formation back to back, some with guns and some with guns, melee and long-range cooperation, it was very difficult to support the mad demon charge launched by the follow-up brothers to tear apart the flank of the jackal.

But as soon as the two sides engaged in a large-scale battle, the Translantian warriors immediately realized that it was not good, it was bad!

These gnolls are a bit of a prick!

They are all warriors who have come all the way in the New Village of Translasia, and they have all fought against the local gnolls who are currently "extinct" in Translasia, and they have basically brushed the reputation of the Bloodclaw Clan.

But those deteriorated gnolls who are about six or seven meters tall, and these gnolls who are generally about two meters two or three in height in front of them are not a "species" at all!

The impact of these guys riding a huge black wolf in front of them was no less powerful than facing the human cavalry, and many players were knocked off their horses the moment the two sides collided. Their current vehicles simply can't adapt to this level of violent collision, after all, there is still a bit of a gap between civilian horses and other people's professional cavalry horses.

And the jackal who can be sent as a vanguard scout, the jackal who does the provocation can't be a rookie, the vanguard clan in front of him even has spellcaster units such as hunting priests and voodoo priests, although these 300 or so jackals are not so exaggerated as everyone elite, but just in terms of combat effectiveness and organization, this is definitely the real elite.

Qin Ye and his friends threw more than a dozen reconnaissance techniques at the nearby monsters, and found a rare elite, and a fucking rare elite, and there were three special monsters among the twenty gnolls.

According to this ratio, the "success rate" of the gnolls in this dark mountain range is a bit outrageous!

No wonder before the players entered the battlefield, the Hu Congjun sent out by Heather to reconnoiter had already been defeated and retreated, not that the Hu Congjun was not strong, but that these gnolls were indeed a bit fierce.

However, the flank charge of the players gave the Hu Cong army the possibility to regroup.

Although I don't understand where this group of madmen who dare to directly rush the gnoll formation came from, the commander of the Hu Congjun Army will not let go of this good opportunity.

"Defensive formation! The shield hand raises the shield, and the spearman steps forward! The Ranger retreats and prepares to shoot and kill! ”

The veteran commander shouted a series of orders on his horse, and they immediately reorganized their formation in place when they were about to retreat, and one heavy shield was erected along the battle line, and the warriors in the back row with spears stepped forward side by side and placed their long-pole spears on the shoulders of the shield guards in front, creating the effect of swords and spears in an instant.

Dozens of paces away from the rear position, the rangers also formed a phalanx and raised their war bows into the sky to complete the projectile.

The psionics in the team kept throwing sluggishness spells to delay the speed and impact of the gnolls' charging formation, and the gnolls of the vanguard clan were certainly not afraid of charging, but their wolves would not be stupid to rush towards the war spears in front of them, so in the face of this hedgehog-like position, the gnolls vanguard quickly spread out to the sides and planned to go around.

But at this very moment, the first wave of the rangers' projectiles had arrived.

Specially made arrows increase the weight of their heads, making them more lethal when they fall along the parabola, and the piercing and deadly sound of hundreds of arrows flying into the air takes away a dozen unlucky ghosts in one wave when they fall.

There is no need to talk about martial arts to deal with the gnolls, these arrows are all quenched, enough to ensure that if you are injured, you will be killed.

Hu Congjun's side has always stood up, but the player's side is a little troublesome.

In the face of the cluster of fierce jackals, their destructive power is slightly insufficient, although they have basically participated in the strategy of the battle of the swamp, but these players are not front-line professionals, it can be seen from Qin Ye's participation in the battle, they are considered to be the ones who have entered the last batch of games, and the accumulation of equipment and combat skills is still somewhat insufficient.

After the first flank charge was blocked by the gnolls, they were in a predicament of being surrounded, and the opponent's individual strength was significantly stronger than the player's, and it took two or three players to work together to make a good win in this chaos.

To put it mildly, this is almost the first time that these players who haven't experienced the "game opening period" have encountered a strong response, especially when the Gnoll Hunting Priests began to unleash their bloodthirsty berserk spells, and their pursuit of glory quickly turned into a desperate fight to save their lives.

"Blanch!"

Seeing that more than a hundred players who had entered the battlefield had been killed or injured in less than ten minutes, Qin Ye, who had already obtained the command of the battlefield, viciously shot the head of the gnoll brute in front of him who had his leg cut off.

He was covered in blood and glanced back at the battlefield behind him.

The encirclement of the Jackals has been completed, and they are pressing over from all sides to slaughter the players who are fighting the trapped beasts, and the good news is that no one has escaped, and the bad news is that they can't run if they want to.

There is a problem with the position they rushed before, so they are now trapped in the center of the battlefield, and the NPC psionics who sent them here are very cunning and hunting on the periphery one by one, but even if they want to save them, it is difficult to provide effective support now.

"Horse-stepping!"

Qin Ye dodged the throwing axe smashed beside him, and used the trench gun in his hand to return the color to the gnoll headhunter over there, in the latter's screams, Lao Qin knew that he had to do something now, otherwise his morale would collapse.

For players who can't die, dying is not a problem, it's just an experience, but once morale collapses, there will be psychological pressure when players participate in large-scale battles later.

They accidentally became the first wave of players to face up to the Gnolls, and this was the first battle between Translancia and the Black Scourge.

This is the first battle! The symbolism is significant.

What do you mean by using me in the first battle, and using me to win? That's the reason, there must be a big victory to boost the morale of the brothers, but it is impossible to win in this scene at the moment, so it is necessary to use some "off-the-board moves".

"Everyone! Everyone who can still move! Listen to me! ”

Lao Qin shouted in the framework of the merged team:

"We're already surrounded, you see how fierce these monsters are, we only have a few healers, and it's impossible to get out alive now! Since the ending is going to die, then give me a decent performance!

Don't be a bad seed when you die, and show me your winning wine!

Then follow me! ”

This order stunned the other players, who hesitated a little, but thought they could save it. However, in the next second, a prompt appeared on the interface of all the players who were still alive in the battle:

[The Advance Force of Transasia has a contact battle with the Gnolls of the Dark Mountains, and the current battlefield trend assessment: not optimistic! ] General Maxim has decided to dispatch the Translancian Hussar X300, and reinforcements are in place!

Countdown to the arrival of reinforcements: 3M!

Prompt!

Wartime distribution enabled! If the battle is won, even if the player is killed, the KPA Logistics Office will give them priority in selecting the loot they deserve.

Prompt!

The defenders of the Black Flame Pass are observing the battlefield, and the outcome of this battle will directly determine the level of support that the Translancian faction can receive in the early stages of the Black Plague War.

Prompt!

The honor system is enabled! The nickname "Deserter" has been launched, and the special unit People's Army military tribunal has been launched! 】

"Blanch! Now Barbie Q. ”

The three catties of sweet potatoes beside Qin Ye sighed, he glanced at the few brothers who were fighting bloodily beside him, shrugged his shoulders, pulled out the slender bottle inserted in his belt, and twisted it.

Several art students also clinked glasses to each other with a sense of ritual at this meeting, and then drank a sip of the decisive wine in the bottle.

As soon as they drank it, it was like a fire burning in their bodies, and the health bar on the character's interface began to glow and burn, and the character's stats began to soar, increasing their strength by more than 40% in just a few seconds.

"Ahh I now feel like I can hack a cow to death with an axe! ”

Sweet Potato Burn's eyes were red and panting, and when he saw a gnoll, he pounced, and after firing three shots from the trench gun in his hand, he simply swung this thing as a war hammer, and knocked the gnoll headhunter to the ground in three or two strokes.

But he rushed too fast and was immediately targeted by the surrounding gnolls, and was stabbed several times in an instant, and the blood bar bottomed out at once, but this guy laughed and stabbed the war knife that a jackal in front of him inserted into his stomach, so that the other party could not pull out the knife.

The tall gnoll man with the clan battle banner on his back was stupid.

It stared blankly at the dying Transansian in front of it, who gave it a subtle smirk, and then crushed the "Last Stand" spell in his hand.

"Boom"

The purple-black corrosive psionic energy was like an exploding firework, engulfing the three gnolls around who couldn't dodge, and failed to kill any of them, but the corrosive power made these gnolls scream in pain.

Then they saw a group of red-eyed creatures howling and pounced on them like the madman just now.

The gnolls, who still had the upper hand, were washed away at this moment like a dam of a powerful country, and the encirclement that had just gained the upper hand became a fatal foreshadowing.

Crazy players don't care about this!

After drinking the decisive wine, they entered the countdown to this life, and they had to pull a few more pads before hanging up, so they must rush wherever there are many monsters! And quite darkly humorous, the Calculation Orb actually turned on a temporary function at this moment, which is used to record the number of kills of players in this conflict.

So the final life-burning battle naturally evolved into a standard "race to the death".

The fighting posture of those Translantic madmen stunned the commanders of the Blood Alliance, who had always been known for their courage to fight, and the psionic lady beside him was even more surprised that her mouth opened so wide that she could even stuff an egg into it.

Time lost its meaning in this moment, until the countdown to the arrival of reinforcements reached zero.

As ten large portals opened nearly a kilometer from the edge of the battlefield, the sound of a desolate horn reverberated throughout the battlefield at this moment, and Lord Heather, who was riding an armed griffin from high above to observe the battle, looked to the ground.

She saw the legendary Sico hussars entering the battlefield.

The 300 tall horses, the giant-tall hussars of the dwarves quickly adjusted their formation from a kilometer away, and they began to march slowly under the leadership of a tall knight armed with a scarlet hammer, and then began to accelerate, one stage of acceleration, two stages of acceleration, and three stages of acceleration with their wings spread.

In the time that the Translancians had earned with their lives, the continent's first heavy cavalry finally turned into a lore blade and came again from the wrong direction that the warriors had chosen to charge in the wrong direction just now.

And this time, the gnolls' positions were easily torn apart like a child's toy.

Fluttering banners and muffled trumpets and trampled hooves heralded the end of the Gnoll's vanguard clan, where they were buried forever without even entering the outer perimeter of the Black Flame Pass.

But who would have thought that the Transansians, who had been passively beaten during the first four Black Plagues, presided over the first battle when the Fifth Black Plague arrived.

Even if it's just a small-scale raid that won't be recorded, it seems to announce that some unknown change is quietly taking place.

"How? My fighters aren't bad, right? ”

As Lord Heather watched in silence, Murphy's voice whispered from her side, and the Governor of Transnesia watched the second assault commanded by the Happy Stick on the battlefield as she hovered with wings flapping.

He said:

"Do you still think that we Transansians don't deserve to fight alongside you? Ms. Heather. ”

"You're all crazy people!"

The dwarven vampire lord scolded stiffly:

"I'll admit the victory was shocking, but you've lost almost everyone in the first charge, so, Murphy, are you the kind of madman who would trade the lives of your warriors for victory?"

"No, no, no, this kind of behavior is cruel everywhere else, but Ms. Heather, it's an exception for us Translansians."

Murphy whispered:

"If it's for victory, then the sacrifice is worth it, if death after death can be exchanged for victory after victory, everyone under my command will not hesitate to give their lives, even me.

This is how we Transansians fight, bring your army back, the poor children will be frightened by the wild posture of their own people, they should have cooperated in the counterattack, but they remained where they were.

Tsk, that's so unqualified.

In addition, this area is mine, and I am going to conduct a lure here to make a name for us Transansians, and by the way, to 'warm up' my warriors. ”

(End of chapter)