Chapter 143: The Biggest Crisis!
A wonderful offensive and defensive battle came to an end like this.
With the banner of the gold-clad team camp playing, all the edges of this small team were easily hidden.
From a distance, you can vaguely see the warning light on the camp, as ordinary as usual, but many adventurers around see this scene, and they can't help but retreat, almost all of them have dispelled the idea of taking advantage of the fire to rob, all you can do is to glance at it from a distance.
The light blue camp tent was unusually quiet, and the operation of the camp tent was consuming a lot of yuan stones all the time, so when he usually set up camp, Ding San would put away this talisman treasure used for hurrying, so as to save money.
But today, he seemed to have forgotten this, and he camped directly, looking a little stunned and a little happy.
Today, fortunately, he is alert and careful enough, otherwise the team of adventurers who was erased would have the name of his Ding San team.
Sequoia Adventure Group, what a strong team is this? I have been to the deepest part of the Keqin Great Wasteland to explore, and during the Imperial War, the Sequoia team was formed, and that generation is still the grandfather of the current head Wang Hongshan.
The experience and lessons accumulated over the decades by such a traditional team of adventurers have lost their essence in this way.
Although Wang Hongshan is not in the team, after this loss, even if Wang Hongshan reorganizes the Sequoia team in the future, it will not be able to compete with Ding San's team.
"Grandma's, you're really strong enough, these little boys!" the bearded monk snapped.
"The Flying Tiger Army, they are using the Flying Tiger Army's Hundred Spear Formation!" the tall and thin monk said seriously.
"I see that their combat skills are very mixed, there are hundreds of spear formations, and there are also strange and difficult formations like the Tianluo Formation, it is difficult to deduce their origin through their combat skills and battle formations. The Fair Lady pondered.
Ding San frowned, feeling a little bored in his heart, and said, "Let's move north overnight!"
"Hey, boss, what's the matter?" said the bearded man.
"If you don't count it like that, what do you expect? Shall we try again?" Ding San said coldly.
The bearded man hurriedly closed his mouth, Ding San sighed, and said in a slow tone: "We have wasted a lot of time, we all looked away before, thinking that this small team is just a show.
Now it seems that we can't deal with other people's showmanship, so why are we staying here?"
Ding San seemed to be very tired, he raised his hand, "Let's go north! The main force of the Phoenix and Luoxia Dog mongrels has approached Dragonstone City, and they have just begun to gain a foothold in this area, some of them are guerrillas and small detachments, we can do a vote, so that we won't drink the northwest wind!"
...... more than a dozen Yuan Stones under the "Collapse of Cultivation" were shining, and the entire Collapse of Cultivation was rotating at high speed in a very fast attitude.
collapsed, Mo Yan's face was pale, his whole body trembled slightly, the beads of sweat on his forehead trickled down, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.
In today's battle, Mo Yan was not as calm as he appeared on the outside, and he had been very nervous for several days, because he knew that the crisis had already existed since they came out of Yeshui City.
Coming all the way from Ye Shui City, there have always been so many adventurer teams eyeing Mo Yan's small team. Not only do they stalk and chase, but they also try a lot of times.
Mo Yan knew in his heart at that time that a big war could not be avoided no matter what.
As the saying goes, "It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice", Mo Yan is very aware of the weaknesses of his small team. It is no exaggeration to say that this small team of fifty people currently has very limited combat skills and battle formations.
And in terms of personal strength, there are no outstanding monks in the ranks of these fifty people.
Generally, the team of five is a small unit, and the leader of the small unit is best a monk with outstanding strength, in that case, the strength of the entire team will be a big step.
In addition, the three small units can be formed into a small team, and the strength of the captain of the squad should be stronger.
Above the squad, there is the squadron, and the strength of the captain of the squadron is naturally best to rise to the top.
In the case of a team of fifty people, fifty people can be divided into three squadrons, and a few people outside the three squadrons can be designated as team liberos. Clan freemen are generally monks with special abilities.
At present, the only people in the entire team who can play this role are Xiaopang and Lang Yong, and the rest of the monks can't.
A team does not have a good backbone, and the combat effectiveness of such a team will be greatly reduced, so Mo Yan knows that his team can be said to have congenital deficiencies.
With a bad foundation, coupled with the rustiness of combat skills and battle formations, how can such a team be able to compete with those fierce and domineering adventurers?
As a last resort, Mo Yan came up with this strategy of waiting for the rabbit.
Mo Yan's camping this time, he deliberately chose to be in the low-lying part of the canyon, in this extremely advantageous place, he used all the talisman array equipment at the bottom of his box, and specially arranged a pocket array.
In addition to arranging the formation, Mo Yan also arranged the "Tianluo Great Array" that the team had mastered according to a fixed position, just waiting for the opponent to enter the predetermined area, and the large array was directly launched, so as to wait for work and avoid errors caused by the formation during the movement.
In addition, Mo Yan also hid the Hundred Spear Array in the darkest place, the Hundred Spear Array was a large array with a high reputation in the Tanglin Empire in the past, and the formation required at least a hundred talisman guns.
Mo Yan didn't have a hundred rune guns, all he could do was use twenty people to show the powerful raid ability of the "Hundred Spear Array".
If such a gun array were to be used alone, it would definitely be full of holes, but Mo Yan used the sudden surprise of the hundred gun array. Moreover, he hid this array in the Tianluo Array, the purpose of which was to receive miraculous results.
I have to say that Mo Yan's planning was very successful, he successfully fought a beautiful battle, and all the three adventurers who attacked in the future were eaten. Although he paid a great price for this, Mo Yan himself was also seriously injured in the final interception, and it was a narrow victory.
Victory is better than defeat, victory means that this still fragile little team has a chance to survive, although there is still a huge crisis lurking behind, but now, at least temporarily.
Mo Yan sat cross-legged, the mind of the deity was constantly running, the aura of divine thought contained in the Monument of the Law on the other side of his side was gradually filled, and his injuries were also recovered because of cultivation.
After successfully intercepting the last wave of impact, Mo Yan was already at the end of the tree!
But he still held out for a long time, waiting for Lang Yong to camp again.
At that time, he was the most nervous, because at that time, he could clearly feel the threat around him, and there were countless adventurers around him, at that time, Mo Yan had to show even a trace of fatigue, and it was very likely that the entire team would usher in a catastrophe.
Therefore, what Mo Yan did was completely a big gamble, and if he lost this big gamble, he would lose everything.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Yan felt the power of the divine thoughts in the sea of consciousness, and he immediately jumped up.
At the same time as he got up, the Yuan Stone under the Collapse of Cultivation burst open, and this time the cultivation was declared over.
He quickly walked out of the "Psychic Treasure Realm" space, and at this time, at the door of his cultivation room, Lang Yong and the fat man had already become ants on the hot nest.
"Come in, I'm fine!" Mo Yan said lightly, his voice was still a little hoarse, and although he had recovered well physically, he was far from reaching his peak state.
After suffering this big loss, Mo Yan's understanding of physical cultivation has gained a second layer.
He hit the opponent directly with the Great Void Palm, and he was injured himself, such a strong body is simply stronger than many Fu soldiers. In a state of close combat, when you encounter physical cultivation, it is really self-defeating.
The door was slammed open, and Lang Yong was the first to step in, the kid had red eyes, and tears were about to come out: "Boss, are you okay......? You...... Vomited a lot of blood. ”
Mo Yan glanced at him, a little moved in his heart, shook his head and said, "It's almost all right!
Lang Yong stepped forward and pulled one of Mo Yan's arms, looking very depressed, and said: "The situation is very bad, we actually killed twelve people, this group of miscellaneous people, I can't wait to ......"
Lang Yong made a slashing motion, and the expression on his face was extremely angry.
Mo Yan frowned and remained silent.
There were 50 people in total, and 12 people were lost in the first battle, which was too huge, and the strength of the whole team was greatly weakened.
"And ...... And ...... "Lang Yong Zhiwu," that ...... All the array equipment was destroyed......"
"What?" Mo Yan's face changed drastically, and he stood up suddenly, he looked at Lang Yong with wide eyes, but his back was already drenched in cold sweat.
The formation is the last hole card of Mo Yan's defense, and for this ambush, he took out all the array equipment at the bottom of his box, which can be said to be a big blood. Now that all the equipment was destroyed, he had lost his last reliance.
How could such a team that had lost its reliance survive?
Lang Yong obviously knew the power of it, he sat down and said, "Grandma, it's really a big loss! It seems that our team may not be able to hold on......"
When he saw the fat man's simple appearance, he felt really uncomfortable, so he vented: "You dead fat man, where is there such a heartless person as you? You haven't seen the boss like this, you are still like that."
Don't you know how to figure it out?"
The fat man smiled and said, "Didn't we arrest so many people this time?
Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, pulled the fat man over, and said, "Yes! How many people are still alive? How many people are still alive? Don't let them die!"
Lang Yong sighed and said, "My boss, these people can't be counted on! They are all old oilers, how can they listen to our rectification?"
(To be continued)