Quadruple split

No matter which angle you look at it, Xia Lian is a very standard humanoid creature. Even if she is the first saint of the Dawn Sect, even if her true combat power is outrageous, even if she has lived for hundreds of years, But she is still just a tree elf with a height of 177 centimeters. She is just more beautiful.

Before the mutants were transformed, they were basically standard humanoid creatures. Among them were humans, orcs, elves, lizardmen, etc. It is true that Wenqiu's [Lesion] talent made these ordinary people faster and more capable. It is stronger and more resistant to beatings, but it has not been transformed to be taller, bigger or more conspicuous.

Then the problem comes.

A distance of nearly a hundred meters, when a saint without gorgeous light effects is fighting hundreds of monsters on a long bridge, will it make people feel standout and different?

The answer is of course no.

Therefore, no matter how good the eyesight of the warship's observers and Captain Paula is, at first glance, they can only find a huge number of monsters crowding the bridge. It is difficult to find that there is also a monster among them carrying an iron sword and performing Xiaji Bazai. Xia Lian.

So the reinforcements from the Principality of Scaran would logically come to such a series of conclusions - a lot of monsters, rescuing people is like putting out fires, no time waits, and the cannons are firing.

Then a round of calibration shots was completed immediately.

The good news is that many mutants were blasted into the sky and died, and Xia Lian did not die.

The bad news is that Xia Lian and the mutants were also blasted into the sky, and the well-trained gunners on the Fury took less than two seconds to complete a new round of reloading and skillfully lit the fuse. .

"Yao Shou wow!!"

Her Royal Highness the Saint, who was extremely physically fit, fluttered twice. As soon as she reacted, she heard the second round of deafening roars. The elf's innate keen hearing told her that the power and coverage area of ​​this round of bombardment were conservatively estimated. Three times bigger than before, Xia Lian, who had already guessed what happened, immediately screamed, rolled and crawled towards the other end of the long bridge, and narrowly escaped from the bombing zone.

Alex Wicked only felt a slim black shadow (exploded) flash in front of him, and then he found that he was grabbed by the collar and rushed out. When he was put down, who had already begun to roll his eyes, the [Suffocation] in the character panel had already There were almost four layers stacked up, and there was a whole floor of mutants in front of them.

Well, it was spread evenly all over the floor.

"It's actually here."

Xia Lian, who was standing next to him, murmured in a low voice. The long sword in her hand hit the ground with a clang, and she let out a long sigh of relief: "Reinforcements. Reinforcements from the Principality of Scaran. That boy Hei Fan is really... The bet was successful."

The roar of each round has never stopped, and the scale is getting bigger and bigger. In addition to the huge warship where people can be vaguely seen, the three warships behind are two circles smaller in size. It has also crossed the body, pouring ammunition with those ferocious engineering artillery, washing over the bridge like divine punishment falling from the sky, plowing over the thousands of mutants over and over again, each sudden burst of fire accompanied by Dozens of charred bodies rising into the air.

Those gunners don't even need to aim!

"Damn it."

Xia Lian suddenly thought that she seemed to be "charred and flying into the sky" just now. She suddenly looked particularly ugly and gritted her teeth, muttering something incomprehensible in a low voice, such as whether a soldier should be killed or not humiliated.

Well, it’s actually pretty easy to understand.

After dozens of rounds of shelling, accompanied by a series of whistling sounds, a large number of ropes were thrown out from the warships that were already within 20 meters of the long bridge. Without exception, they got stuck on the stone bridge between Xia Lian and the mutant cluster. Along the edge, then one after another, men or girls wearing white shorts, black headscarves, and long swords and scimitars in their mouths rushed onto the deck, stepping on the roots with great momentum and balance. The strong rope rushed over, and everyone's expression was very determined. Both hands were still holding a safety belt on the rope under their feet, and they were holding it tightly.

"I'm glad you're safe, Your Highness Xia Lian."

Paula, who jumped directly from the deck of the Fury to the long bridge, fell from the sky, strode up to Xia Lian who looked like an Ethiopian refugee, and took off her hat to the latter with a serious face: "The Principality of Skallan is surging. Under the command of the troops, Paula Olsen, the captain of the Fury, has come to support the Misha County joint forces on the orders of His Excellency the Grand Duke."

Xia Lian nodded slightly, trying not to think about the bombardment she had just received, and said in a deep voice: "May the goddess bless you, and the Holy Religion Federation remember your contribution to these innocent people."

Boom! !

A burst of fire exploded behind Paula, and two mutants who luckily did not become fully mature flew out, and a blood hole as big as a fist appeared on the forehead.

"I can't bear it."

Paula casually hung her hand-cannon-sized musket back to her waist, shook her head and said: "On behalf of the Grand Duke, I apologize for the duchy's previous silence. After this battle, Scaran will fully support the reconstruction work of Misha County and assume all the responsibility." Cost and manpower.”

"On behalf of the Grand Duke?"

Xia Lian raised her eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the musket on Paula's waist again. After pondering for a moment, she suddenly laughed: "I see, you are the [Surge of Ousen], whose name I have heard for a long time. , Your Excellency, the general of Skarlan Navy who is most famous for his tactics and wisdom."

Paula smiled coquettishly, shook her head and said: "You are exaggerating. You said that I am best at tactics. In fact, it is just because my personal strength is completely incomparable with other generals. If we really want to talk about strategy, Admiral Meyer Neither Admiral Darion nor I am beneath me.”

"[Speed ​​Mel] and [Iron-fisted Darien]?"

Xia Lian, who was well-informed, thought for a moment and looked at Paula curiously: "Actually, I have always been a little confused about how you came up with such cool nicknames."

Paula once again fired a gun without looking back, instantly killing several mutants that accidentally connected in a straight line and then sheathed the gun. The whole set of actions was completed in one go and did not even delay her answer to Xia Lian's question: "Actually, these nicknames They are all chosen by other soldiers, mainly based on personal characteristics. For example, Admiral Darien, he is called "Iron Fist" because he is very strict in running the army and can even make the unruly sailors more obedient than the infantry. "

Xia Lian blinked: "Oh? Then where is your [Rushful Osen]?"

"Big breasts."

"ha?"

"Because my lower chest is relatively large, and I stay on a bumpy ship all year round, so..."

"Okay, stop talking."

Xia Lian let out a long sigh and fell to the ground due to both physical and mental exhaustion. Her face was full of despair: "I'm a little tired."

Only then did Olson notice how miserable the saintly lady in front of him was. Not only was her body covered in black blood, but her originally white robe was also covered with scorch marks. He suddenly exclaimed: "Those monsters are also covered in black blood. Can you use artillery and explosives?!"

Aris, who had witnessed the whole process before, shook his head and then silently stuffed his fist into his mouth.

"Your initial salvo blew away the dozens of mutants at the front and saved my life."

Xia Lian looked at Paula who was very 'turbulent' with an expressionless expression, and said in a very calm tone: "By the way, it also blew me up thirteen meters high."

Paula became sweaty at that time and said angrily: "Which bastard ordered the fire without seeing where His Highness was? Who is it?!"

The first mate who just ran over seemed to clearly hear the words 'who ordered the firing' and 'who', and immediately said without thinking, "It's you, captain!"

Paula:"."

Xia Lian: "."

Aris put his fist into his mouth and said wickedly: "Puff. Hiccup."

First Mate: “???”

There was an awkward silence.

"Your Highness, let's keep this matter private."

Paula, who was about to cry, broke the silence, and then changed the topic in a very stiff manner: "Well, actually, I am very interested in the adult who can formulate and perfectly execute the Requiem Plan to this day. If there is a chance, I hope to be able to talk to him. He chatted and exchanged feelings.”

Xia Lian glared at her and said, "Give up."

"ah?"

"That boy has a girlfriend. Her breasts are bigger than yours. It's hard to even look down and see her feet when wearing witch boots that were popular two hundred years ago."

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Game time PM20:21

Yu Ying, who had not been seen since the end of the battle, appeared silently behind Mo Tan and Yu Chen, rubbing her shoulders tiredly: "Well, those who can move are basically gathered together and can be lectured at any time."

Yu Chen was frightened and trembled. He patted his chest in shock and looked back at Yu Ying bitterly: "Next time, please don't show up so suddenly."

"The breasts are so big but they are quite small. Are you really studying medicine?"

Since there was only one NPC nearby, the unconscious Fuhrman was presiding over it (Taylor had already treated his injuries and left half an hour ago), so Yuying naturally broke away from the 'no emotion' state and stared at Yuchen with jealousy on his face. The somewhat over-standard front armor made a big fuss.

Mo Tan coughed dryly and forced the topic back to the right track: "Approximately how many people are there among us?"

"One thousand two hundred and twenty-three."

Yu Ying sighed, put on a playful smile and said in a deep voice: "Excluding the seriously injured and the ordinary people who were ordered not to fight anymore, there are only 1,223 people left in the joint force, and their combat effectiveness is at least 1,000. Even if our rest time is one hour longer than originally planned, we still have to get at least a 30% discount."

Yuchen subconsciously clenched her little hands. Although she already knew the damage in the third stage of the battle, the feeling that only half of her original life was left in the blink of an eye still made her uncomfortable.

Not only her, I'm afraid all the joint force soldiers who know this number will not feel comfortable.

You must know that just a few hours ago, the total number of joint forces was 2,326.

From a data point of view, 1,103 people defeated nearly 12,000 mutants, which was definitely an almost miraculous victory.

But this does not mean that the 'price' paid can be dismissed lightly as 'worth it'.

However.

Yuchen can be sad and sad, Yu Ying can be sad and sad, and everyone in the joint force can be sad and sad, except one person.

"I see."

Mo Tan nodded lightly and asked softly: "Have the candidates for the stormtrooper regiment been assembled?"

"They are all assembled. They are all in the open space to the south not far from the main force. Although there is no big force now."

Yuying smiled bitterly.

"I know, I'll go take a look."

Mo Tan didn't say anything more, he just turned around and walked towards the west mountain wall, and then Yu Chen grabbed his sleeve and pulled him towards the south.

two minutes later

Mo Tan and the others (Yu Chen simply changed his disguise) came to the clearing that Yu Ying mentioned before, where there was a group of about 300 joint force soldiers. They didn't know yet or deliberately didn't inquire about the details. He was damaged in the battle, so even though he was physically and mentally exhausted like most people, he still kept talking and laughing with the people around him, and kept saying many difficult words. The atmosphere was quite cheerful.

They are the candidate members of the stormtroopers in the final stage of Project Requiem. Although they have different occupations, races, and strengths, in a sense they are the most special group of people in the entire joint force, even more so than the Holy Knights. Be special.

They are all players, and their real bodies are lying in the game cabin. Players who have transformed into someone from the Innocence Realm and fought for a whole day in Misha County.

Yu Ying looked at the people in front of her who mostly didn't pay attention to her. She tore open a loudspeaker scroll with a look of displeasure on her face and shouted loudly: "Everyone, please calm down. The leader is speaking to you!"

Only then did everyone notice Mo Tan, Yu Ying, and Yu Chen, who was wearing a gray cloak and a hood. However, no one recognized that the girl who only showed half of her face and was timidly hiding behind them was the Holy Lady. .

The noise was quiet for half a second, and then the situation quickly spiraled out of control.

"Boss Hei Fan! Boss Hei Fan is awesome!"

"So handsome, seven or eight times as many enemies! Seven or eight times as many! We've all been killed!"

"Adjutant Yuying, why do we have to be with those NPs! Uh! Why are we separated from the main force?"

"Brother Commander, do we have any special mission? I want to get some more blood!"

"Brother Hei Fan, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

(Yu Chen rolled his eyes under his hood)

"Sister, don't think about it. Boss Hei Fan definitely wants His Highness the Saint to give birth to a monkey for him!"

(Yu Chen stretched out his little hand and pinched Hei Fan's lower back)

"No, everyone has a different path."

"You don't understand this, the paper man's wife is also his wife!"

"that's true"

Yu Ying's veins jumped and she immediately roared angrily: "Shut up! Whoever wants to fuck you will go work in the alchemy workshop for three days!"

The whole place fell into silence.

Mo Tan shrugged, walked slowly in front of everyone, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your cooperation. In fact, I do have a task that I want to give you. Of course, it is voluntary."

Yuying silently tore open a soundproof scroll that had been prepared long ago.

The sound of wind in the mountain pass disappeared

Some people looked at Mo Tan with burning eyes, waiting for the next step.

There were also some people who seemed to have thought of something and looked thoughtful.

"To put it simply, the final stage of the Requiem Plan requires a team."

Mo Tan didn't talk nonsense, he just said straight to the point: "In other words, it is a death squad, a death squad with a visual death rate of 80 to 90% to clear the way for everyone to withstand the first wave of the final battle. Shock."

His eyes swept over everyone, and after a few seconds of silence he spread his hands.

"Excuse me, everyone, what do you think?"

Chapter 451: End