13 Mink Street

The desert scenery is not purely monotonous, but also has its unique richness.

This area is covered with huge boulders, which have been polished to a very round shape by wind and sand over an unknown number of years.

A big golden retriever was running among them, with bags hanging on both sides of its body, which contained various utensils, and a black cat was sitting on its back.

Suddenly, the golden retriever braked and stopped in front of a boulder.

Pu'er jumped down and began to carefully walk around the boulder with catwalks.

Philomena's figure appeared, with puzzled eyes, she didn't know what Pu'er was doing.

And in the rear, nearly twenty priests of order appeared again. Their robes were modified to be more close-fitting, and they all wore a cloak, which was a sacred weapon of invisibility.

They are scouts, the nominal captain is Philomena, but the actual leader is Pu'er.

Philomena squatted down and carefully observed the boulder and sand surface, but found nothing unusual, but Pu'er continued to gently hold the sand surface with her claws, as if she had discovered something interesting.

"Is there something wrong?" Philomena finally couldn't help asking.

"There is nothing wrong."

"That……"

"Because someone has deliberately cleaned up the traces."

"Have you cleaned up the traces?"

"The cleaning was a little careless. According to the location and wind direction, the accumulation of sand is calculated. This area should be a little shorter than the surrounding area, not the same. Order to let everyone look under other stones in this way."

"clear."

Philomena immediately conveyed the order, and soon, the results were submitted, and it was found that the sand surface under more than 30 stones was even.

During this time, Kevin sniffed at the stone wall, then shook the dog's head.

"Has someone been here recently?" Philomena asked, "Is it the reconnaissance team of the desert rebels?"

Pu'er shook his head and said: "The desert rebels are fighting against the knights in the core area, why would they send people here to investigate, and the scale is so large, at least a reconnaissance team of more than 30 people.

In addition, the stupid dog did not smell the natural smell on this stone, which means that they also used purification scrolls to cover up their breath when they scouted and evacuated, so as to prevent our detection monsters from noticing their tracks.

The grade of this spell scroll is not low.

So, I think this might not be a desert rebel scouting team. "

Philomena said: "The desert rebel army has always had instructors sent by the various god religions."

It is no secret that the major orthodox religious religions help the desert train believers, provide equipment, supplies, instructors, and even a small number of mercenaries.

"Let's go over there and have a look, point B-3A on the map, there is a sand dune depression there."

Philomena reminded: "There is another militia's defense zone."

"Aren't they all militia regiments under the Whip of Order? I remember that the Lezi people have been scolding their regiment leader Sen Luoer a while ago."

"Yes, because he has always led the regiment to stick to us very tightly. In the combat mission delegated by the Knights this time, their line filling position is adjacent to ours."

"Go and have a look, and increase the training by the way, tell your people, don't leave any traces, whoever shows his feet is found out, even if the assessment fails, don't even think about doing it after the battle."

"Okay, I ordered to go down."

It is not difficult to bypass the outer cordon of the militia next door. First of all, the battle ahead has already begun, and the main knights are making good progress. lax;

Furthermore, Senlor has brought his ability to copy homework to the extreme, and the personnel are basically concentrated in the interior and are busy digging fortifications with Neo.

After arriving at this sand dune depression, the York City investigation team started working according to the previous search method at the boulders. Soon, the situation report came up, and there were also traces of "cleaning traces" here.

Kevin's nose found a few more places to sniff: "Wow, woof."

"Purification scrolls are also used, but the degree of purification is different, which means that different types of purification scrolls are used."

Pu'er is sitting on the dog's back, the cat's face is serious, it is thinking.

People around are waiting quietly.

Finally, Pu'er raised his head and said: "The main force of the desert rebels is being violently beaten. How could there be so many well-equipped and experienced reconnaissance teams on the outskirts? There must be something wrong here. , turn around and go back!"

Neo has a wet towel hanging around his neck, and his upper body is exposed. His figure is not muscular, but he has a good sense of well-proportion. The only shortcoming is that it is too perfect. The delicate skin does not have any scars. Be envious.

Of course, it's not that Neo's skin care is good, it's purely because of his bloodline that it is difficult to allow any scars on his body, and from time to time he has to shed his skin like a snake every time he is seriously injured. This skin quality is not good.

But Neo never thought what was wrong with his image. Anyway, in his opinion, after Karen came up from the polluted hole, his skin quality was even better. He always tinkered with the old parts. , Karen is a brand new dress.

"Hiss... ho..."

Neo took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the cigarette. With the cigarette in his hand, he bent down and looked at the black cat sitting on the back of the golden fur.

"I want to know what you mean, what exactly?"

Pu'er replied: "You are the actual commander."

"No, I just want to ask you, what would you do in my position?"

"I will retreat. Veteran adventurers never like unknown risks."

"Aren't adventurers going for this?"

"That's a dead adventurer, not a senior adventurer."

"oh?"

"What we like is the process of solving puzzles, not the pursuit of being teased by the unknown."

"I probably understand, but I can't retreat now. We have made contributions here, and the credit belongs to Karen. If we make a mistake...it will also be borne by Karen."

"Then be prepared to defend, and then be prepared to sneak away."

Neo asked, "Okay, but I don't want that worst case to happen."

"I don't want meow either."

Neo walked out of the military tent and came to the inside of the camp. At this time, a large group of priests were busy naked. In fact, wearing the robes will not be hot. Many people's robes embedded in the magic circle can help bring air conditioning. However, the environment in the desert and such a heavy rehearsal process make everyone more mentally hot than physically, so it is generally believed that it is more comfortable to be naked with the upper body.

It is Mr. Eisen who is in charge of directing on the stage in the distance.

Neo really wanted to take a photo with a camera and send it to Karen in Wien. Look, this is your uncle. Can you imagine the scene where your uncle took the lead in shouting with his bare upper body!

After Mr. Eisen came to the desert, he seemed to have changed from an extremely autistic patient to an extreme extrovert. He even took the initiative to talk to the homesick and emotionally unstable formation masters in the team.

Even Richard doubted whether his father was possessed by some demon.

But the actual situation should be that the demon that had been possessing his father had been released.

"Eisen."

"Yes." Eisen immediately turned around, facing Neo.

"Leave the drill inside first, and add some more fortifications outside."

"Add the outside?" Eisen pointed to the surroundings, the towering black city wall completely surrounding the camp, these are all their masterpieces recently, not counting the densely packed various shelters and defensive formations on the outside Law.

Every set of tomb robbery process is to arrange the periphery first, and then proceed to the inside. The space is limited.

"Let's find a way to add a little more. It's really impossible to expand it outside, or add some extra strength. There is no shortage of formation materials, right?"

"No shortage, the rear has been sending."

"Then don't save money for our district chief. Our district chief is in financial difficulties now, but the gap is not here."

"Is something going to happen?"

"Follow orders."

"clear."

After ordering Eisen, Neo called Count Recar, and the two of them led a team of cavalry out of the camp.

I don't know if I leave the camp. When I go out, I actually experience how many defensive formations are densely arranged on the periphery. Neo took the planning map and led the team around for a long time before being able to get out safely.

After some investigation, except for the few details stated by Pu'er, Neo didn't detect any of them. Seeing that the sunset was hanging and it was getting dark, Neo slapped his mouth and ordered:

"Rest for another ten minutes and prepare to return to camp."

Count Recar asked curiously, "Why are you so cautious?"

"Remember, don't ask Karen the same thing in this tone in the future. His character is a hundred times more cautious than mine."

"thank you, I know now."

"There are still ten minutes for you, you can take a look."

"Will my opinion affect the outcome?"

"No, because I trust that cat and that dog."

"Well, thank you for giving me the space to play."

Count Recar dismounted and walked to a sand dune. He stood there, surrounded by wind and sand, like a captain standing on a mast looking into the distance.

In fact, he saw, saw an irregular movement in the distant darkness that gradually emerged as the sun set.

Rekar reached out his hand and grabbed a handful of shredded tobacco leaves from his pocket, chewed them in his mouth, and then spit them out bit by bit. He lay down, put his ears on the sand, and muttered silently:

"This is a sea, this is a sea..."

He heard the small movements of scorpions, lizards and other animals under the sand sea, and then began to spread, spread, and spread...

Finally, he heard a series of rhythmic footsteps, far away but heading here.

Earl Recar got up, and at this time the cavalry were all packed up and ready to go back to the camp.

Neo rode up to Recar and asked, "What's going on?"

"Dangerous, very strong danger. Before my fleet encountered a major crisis last time, I felt exactly the same."

"Then you relied on your feeling to avoid this danger?"

"No, I was full of confidence, thinking that I was thinking too much, and then I lost my fleet that time, and floated back with a sampan in my arms, and finally rebuilt a new fleet."

"I see, let's go back to camp."

After returning to the camp, Neo immediately issued three orders. One order was for the formation mages of the corps to strengthen the defense formation with all their strength, and the second order was for the rest of the members to start resting and eating to maintain a good combat state;

As for the third order, it was a warning message to the Senroll Corps next door.

"Oh, Leziren, did you become emotionally attached to that piece of brown candy, meow?"

"An extra solid stronghold next door will only benefit us and not harm us."

Next, it was the waiting time. In the middle of the night, the formation masters began to rest, and the priests performed soothing treatments while replenishing energy potions.

Neo stood on the city wall, beside him was a small magic crystal cannon. There were 30 such cannons in the camp, and there were special artillery teams in the militia.

Karen was not stingy about the militia's equipment configuration, that is, it was limited by the number of people, otherwise Karen would be happy to continue criticizing the artillery.

Neo believes that this is because Karen has personally experienced the naval battle between the Luna Sect and the Reincarnation Sect before, and has since suffered from a lack of firepower phobia.

In the middle of the night, around four o'clock in the morning, Neo ordered all members of the Corps to be on duty.

In addition, for fear that Senroll next door would fall asleep, Neo ordered Richard to send him a newsletter.

As soon as Richard finished posting, he returned with a reply, which meant that Senroll next door kept his eyes wide open.

This made Neo feel a lot more at ease. He was really worried that the piece of brown sugar would suddenly become unsticky at a critical moment.

At half past five in the morning, the sky began to turn slightly white.

Neo pursed his lips, took out the last cigarette in the pack and lit it. He found that his hands were trembling a little. Maybe it was because he was hungry after not eating supper, or maybe it was because of the low temperature in the desert at night.

The feeling of tension and excitement began to constantly tease his nerves. Now he somewhat understood the behavior of the crazy pope climbing up the Tower of Light. When people are extremely excited, they really need some exaggerated expressions of performance art.

A defensive formation like a hedgehog, such a solid fortification, should be able to withstand it, right?

Neo looked back at the camp behind. The fire had been turned off, but all the personnel of each unit were waiting in place.

The militia group I brought with me is not an ordinary militia group. The grassroots personnel are all carefully selected, and the command posts are all elites among the elites.

For example, in the formation team, half of them are judges, which is a super luxurious configuration. In other militia groups, there may be only one judge leading the team, and the rest are apprentices.

Because in other large districts, after a judge wins a position, he stuffs it all into his own hands. From the formation to the delivery to the desert, it is very hasty.

On my own side, I have undergone systematic training, and I have left the hundreds of people who went through the back door in the logistics supply area without taking them with me.

Neo kept giving himself psychological hints, while shouting in his heart:

"Karen, you're fucking right, it's exciting and fun to fight."

A cry came from the sky, followed by a huge black figure, like a big bird, it flapped its wings, and a strange swirl of dark clouds appeared above it.

Richard immediately reported: "The communication array has failed, and we have lost contact with the outside world!"

"knew."

Neo twisted his neck and stuck out his tongue: "Hahaha, it's about to start."

Immediately, Neo gave an order to Richard: "Order the artillery, bomb me first!"

"yes."

The artillery commander of the militia is Fanny, but the high profile of the York City militia is reflected in many positions.

For example, the actual commander of the artillery squad is a dog.

At this time, Kevin stood in place, with his eyes closed, and it was perceiving.

Although Kevin has now been unlocked several layers of seals by Karen, to be honest, even if the seals are completely unlocked, it is not Ranedar at its peak. When it was descended by God with Karen, it was already It was too weak to die.

Neo deserves to be an excellent team leader, so good that even the role of a dog can be counted as combat power, because Kevin's most powerful ability now is perception. In a series of past experiences, Kevin will always be the first The one that discovered the danger and detected the existence of aliens.

After sensing, Kevin opened his dog's eyes: "Wow, woof."

The Pu'er on its back immediately reported a series of coordinate numbers, and Fanny quickly copied them, and then sent them down to each gun position.

The disadvantage of the small magic crystal cannon is that its power is limited, but its advantage lies in its high accuracy. It has been carefully adjusted during this period of time, and the shooting coordinates have been set for the periphery. Although it cannot achieve accurate point-to-point strikes, it can At least in a short period of time, each cannon can probably fall in a frame for several consecutive rounds.

"Ready!" Fanny shouted.

"Wow!"

Pu'er raised the small flag in his hand and shouted:

"Launch meow!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

...

In the distance, a group of priests of the Night God Cult wearing desert robes were advancing quickly. After reaching an area, the summoner stopped and took his place, took out the summoning artifact, and summoned the giant nightwing bird. Soon, The giant bird flew over the sky ahead, disrupting the frequency of the communication formation in that area.

The rest of the troops are still advancing at a fast pace, and they want to take advantage of the last twilight before dawn to destroy the order militia in front of them!

Similar scenes are being staged in front of other order militia camps at this time, but they are only the armed forces of other orthodox theological religions.

Mosa chewed a root of a plant in his mouth, and ordered: "Night warriors speed up penetration, the priest blessed the heavy swordsman, and told everyone that there is only a militia group of the God of Order in front of them, and everyone is comparing who will crush who first. There are a lot of prisoners, don't embarrass me here!"

After the order was issued, hundreds of night warriors who were like ghosts blended into the last black night and moved forward quickly.

And 300 epee fighters in heavy armor lined up and stopped at the same place, surrounded by priests blessing them. After the night warriors successfully infiltrated and disrupted the camp of the militia of order, the epee fighters would follow up directly and kill the opponent in one fell swoop. breakdown.

The only flaw in this plan is that in order to hide their whereabouts by surprise, each regiment can't carry war equipment, but fortunately, the enemy is weak and they don't need these.

"Pooh."

Mosa spat out the dregs in his mouth and was about to change another one, when he suddenly saw a series of lights appearing in the midair in the distance. After the lights went out, they turned on again, and after they went out again, they turned on again.

"What's the meaning?"

Mosa frowned slightly, and soon, his eyebrows frowned even tighter, because he saw a series of meteor-like beams of magic crystal cannons falling from the air in a parabola.

The area where they are concentrated is exactly where the heavy swordsmen line up to receive blessings!

Mosa immediately yelled: "Get out, get out!!!"

The heavy swordsmen and the priests dispersed immediately, but the power of the magic crystal cannon is here. In the naval battle, the magic crystal cannons fired by the warship salvo could even smash the dharma bodies of the elders of the temple. There is heavy armor, but if you are unlucky and happen to be within the range of artillery fire, the armor and body will be melted together.

After the explosion was over, Mosa got up from the ground and glanced roughly around. Counting the injured, only half of the heavy swordsmen who were still alive at this time were left, and most of them were bombed by the magic crystal cannon just now. vaporized.

The sound of explosions from the rear did not affect the determination of the night warriors in front to carry out their tasks, but after entering the periphery of the camp, various formations were triggered immediately, such as lightning, fireball, frost, cone stab, curse, hypnotize...

Along the way, the people in the front are almost using their lives to open the way for the companions in the rear. As the regular armed forces of the orthodox religion, their quality is indeed very high, but after paying huge casualties and stepping on the flesh and blood of their companions, they finally approached the militia. At the camp, the night warriors all showed expressions of despair and horror.

Because of the dual effects of the phantom formation and the isolation formation, you can't see the real situation of the camp unless you come to the real near point.

But at this time, what was revealed in front of the Night Warriors was a towering city wall that couldn't be taller, and there were many small trap formations densely arranged on the city wall visible to the naked eye.

"God, please teach me, how can this penetrate..."