Chapter 840 Chapter 839: Mr. Murphy has become the war commander, why don’t you invite him?
Chapter 840 839. Blanch! Sir Murphy has become the war commander, why don’t you invite Grand Duke Tris to board her golden toilet!
The number of creation guards who followed Murphy from the R-9 base to the ruins of the Farstrider headquarters was about three hundred. They were commanded by Xian Lang, a die-hard elite of the Gray Wolf Army in Yishui, and were also the first batch of devout people to accept the belief in the Creator.
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It is worth mentioning that there are also several former hunting priests from the Broken Tooth clan.
These guys are supposed to be the representatives of the Lord of Hunting in the human world, but their conversion speed is no slower than that of ordinary barbarians. This fully proves the awesomeness of the Creator’s black technology. The obedience hints that directly act on the genetic level make the so-called
Beliefs have become things that can be changed at will.
Of course, there are two main reasons why this thing is so effective.
First, the gnoll itself is a created creature, and obeying the program written into the genetic level is like a mental seal passed down from generation to generation.
Secondly, after all, the Lord of Hunting has not yet awakened, and the gift of divine power is more difficult than that of other gods. It can be said that most hunting priests bring their own dry food to work.
Under such circumstances, when faced with the attack of a stronger and more "orthodox" belief in the Creator, it is natural to be unable to withstand it.
Each of these three hundred Blue Wolf Army Creation Guards is armed with a Shadow Wolf combat exoskeleton. They come and go like the wind and quietly. When the Bonegnasher clan's partial army approached the foot of the ruins of the Farstrider headquarters, Hogg had already led his men to ambush them.
Located halfway up the mountain.
As a faith guide, combat command is not Hogg's strong point, so the commander of this attack was Old Senke.
Since this 130-year-old long-lived jackal found the "organization", his waist and legs no longer hurt. He can chop off more than a dozen heads at once. See what happened to Lord Philip.
It was like a shot of cardiotonic that drove away the old guy's fatigue and confusion from the mental level, just like a re-lit candle burning more intensely.
It has been strengthened for longevity.
According to the entry description of the biological cabin of the Jackal Civilization Hall, Old Senke can live to about 180 years old without any disease or disaster. Compared with the real immortal species, it is not worth mentioning, but for the Jackals, this is already unimaginable.
The scale of life.
Living for a long time will naturally have advantages that distinguish it from other jackals. For example, this old guy's attainments at the tactical and strategic level are outrageous. Not only did he command the three hundred Wolf Army guards like a fish in water, he even commanded more than a hundred of them.
Players are also included in their own command system.
The old guy had venomous eyes, and after a short period of contact, he understood the correct usage of the players as a group of "undead heroic spirits".
Therefore, when the Bonegnasher clan sent several scouts up the mountain to check the situation, those unlucky ones plunged into several ambush positions arranged by the players.
"Pomegranate! Flank and cover me!"
Seeing a group of ten Jackal cavalry walking into the ambush circle, Lanhua, who had been prepared for a long time, shouted loudly, pulled down his helmet to cover his face, and rushed out of hiding like a black shadow with a chain sword in hand.
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The cool hunting crown exoskeleton has been painted in red and blue colors, which is particularly conspicuous and clearly highlights the identity of Orchid, the most powerful T in the player group so far.
Supported by a strength attribute of up to 35 points, the heavy chain sword was wielded by Lanhua with one hand. She smashed into the jackals like a hero, and created a blood-splattered scene with the sword in hand.
Behead.
The ghostly Sister Pomegranate entered the battlefield almost at the same time.
Compared to Orchid's domineering attack, Sister Pomegranate's fighting style is more flexible. With the help of Thorn Assassin's tactics, the Shado Monk's two clever slashes produced a fatal effect, and the two Jackal Hunters didn't even say a word.
He fell off the warg as soon as he said a word.
The improvement in strength to the Silver level is the basis for such exaggerated results. The long-term battle with the gnolls has made Sister Shiliu very familiar with the physiological structure of the barbarians, coupled with the deadly accuracy and strength that the monks are proud of.
With the blessing of the power of ancestors, killing the Black Iron Elite instantly is no longer something that can only be done in dreams.
The victory of the two men inspired other members of the Silver Moon Regiment. Except for the little potato Ashina and her mother who were not on the battlefield, all members of the Silver Moon Regiment were here. Lady Shui, who was wearing a white knight armor, stood up and shot an arrow to cover Pomegranate's escape.
Entering the shadows, her "exclusive mount" Brother Huozi jumped out of hiding and turned into a black-horned reindeer. He lowered his head and crashed into the confused jackal who was under attack.
Hey, the artiodactyl's high-speed impact + war trampling is difficult to resist even for a man of the size of a jackal.
However, Brother Huozi entered the game relatively late. He has only obtained two ancestral powers now, but he has always been very clear about his career plan. He has already formulated his own upgrade strategy. The second natural incarnation must be one that can fly.
Horned carving.
As for the third one, I would naturally choose the White Tiger who can attack both sneakily and forcefully.
Although my wife doesn't say it, Mrs. Shui actually enjoys playing the role of the high priest of a certain moon.
When I can transform into a white tiger, my wife can proudly call herself "Tiger Girl".
Well, the sour love of middle-aged people unfolds in a strange way in a different world, making a group of singles cry and faint in the toilet every time they see the two of them.
The end of this ambush battle was as quick as its beginning. Under the attack of elites like the Silver Moon Group, the scouts of the Bonebiter Clan, no matter how elite they were, could not last more than three minutes before they were completely wiped out. Poor Lumi.
Na couldn't even get a single kill.
In fact, at the end of the battle, she had not finished playing her first folk ditty, "The Transians Are Fighting."
"Battle report, the Silver Moon Regiment completed the ambush! None of the enemies escaped."
As soon as the battle ended, Mrs. Shui sent a message to Brother Bang, and other teams also made the same report, allowing Brother Bang, who was still halfway up the mountain, to instantly grasp the development of the situation. Under the guidance of Lao Qin and the staff
Under the intense training of a group of people, players who once had no sense of collective combat were finally trained.
Although there is still a gap compared to the real elite hunters, the war literacy they currently display has made Commander-in-Chief Old Senke realize once again how extraordinary the "Creator Camp" is.
"Our reconnaissance division has completed the investigation while the ambush is in progress. This is the intelligence sent back by Yan Sang."
A few minutes later, Brother Bang came to Old Senke with a piece of information. He said to the jackal who was loyal to the King of Bone Grinders:
"The number of Bone-gnawing troops at the foot of the mountain is about 2,000, and there are about 500 servants of the Whiptail clan on their flanks. In terms of quantity alone, it does not exceed the limit that we can deal with, but the problem lies in the ones further away.
On the battlefield, the armies of the Bonegnawing Clan and Whiptail Clan are advancing rapidly.
If the battle on our side cannot end soon, the enemy will soon receive support.
The Whiptail Clan has the largest number of wyverns, and they have the only systematic air force in the Gnoll camp. This means that distance is meaningless in front of the Whiptail Clan. Once they start to implement airborne tactics, the ruins of the Creator are likely to be
exposed.”
"Airborne? You think too highly of Singer's soldiers."
Old Senk had no doubts about the Transians' intelligence, but he scorned Brother Bang's speculation. He said:
"The only sky knight in the jackal civilization who dared to jump from the back of the flying dragon and rush into the battlefield from the air appeared only under the command of my king. It's not that I look down on our compatriots a hundred years later, but the fact is that this team in front of me
Whether it is in terms of morale or tactics, the army is not even remotely inferior to our king's army.
No need to worry about mass airdrops!
What we have to do is to defeat the gnolls who have fallen into the poison of the false gods head-on. If they can survive, I will allow them to join Lord Philip's cause again."
"Front-on defeat? The numerical comparison between the two sides is 1:6!"
Brother Bang shook his head and said:
"I don't agree with this tactic!"
"But I am the commander! Human, you must obey my orders!"
Old Senke said coldly:
"You don't need to participate in the frontal battle. Master Xianlang and the invincible armor it inherited from our king will serve as the vanguard. You only need to attack and disrupt them on the flanks, and the Canglang Army will do the rest.
Where are my overseers?"
The old jackal didn't give Brother Bang a chance to refute, so he turned around and shouted.
The gnoll players who had been impatient for a long time immediately stood up and screamed. More than forty "Golden Lion" warlords headed by Yuexia Mad Wolf were wearing straight black security armor. Although they were not able to wear exoskeletons, they
Everyone has a security weapon rewarded by Master Xianlang.
The technological content of this thing is enough to ensure that they can remain at the T1 level in the current player weapon system.
"You serve as the vanguard to defeat the enemy!"
Senk shouted:
"You will follow the Wise Wolf and charge forward to open the impact port for the Creation Guards. I know this is not easy, but I like your previous war slogan very much.
This battle is either victory or death!"
"Ouch, win or die!"
The wild gnoll players shouted.
They were all civilized people in their hometown, but after coming to the other world as jackals, it seemed that the wolves in their hearts had been released in this uneasy era. They liked this feeling of barbaric fighting for order, and it seemed that they were torn away
With that disguise of a civilized person, he hunts to his heart's content in his own forest.
Just this kind of wild freedom that can never be found in the legal world of their hometown is enough to make Jackal players feel satisfied.
After Old Senk's order, the jackals under his command immediately took action. They rode wargs down the snowy mountains, trying to seize favorable terrain and give them a thunderous blow when the opponent advanced. The wise wolf Hogg, who served as the vanguard general,
This group is "praying". Well, it is actually doing pre-war mobilization which is not very good.
The same rhetoric is used, except that the entire name of the Lord of the Hunt is replaced by the Creator.
Hogg also knew that this was not feasible, but it was the first time in its life to fight as a vanguard. Even if he knew that he alone could kill two thousand bone-gnawing warriors at the foot of the mountain, even if he was wearing invincible steel armor,
This couldn't stop the ups and downs of emotions in Xian Lang's heart.
It has become accustomed to the life of a small jackal. It seems that confronting this kind of thing has never been its choice, but fate has pushed it here.
Looking back at this exciting moment, Hogg realized that he could no longer retreat.
Whether it's the battle in front of you or the various problems you have to face ahead.
"Master Xianlang, the vampires are here too!"
Just when Hogg was racking his brains and trying to say some words of encouragement, Popok next to him reached out and knocked on the Wise Wolf's cool power armor and pointed at the sky behind him.
Hogg immediately turned back, and then he saw the Grand Duke Guards of the Blood Vulture Clan spreading their wings and falling towards their position in the dusk light. Each of these flying vampires was carrying two flightless vampires. Those were thorns.
members of the clan and the Blooddread clan,
When Bonnie came down with Andre in her left hand and Pablo in her right hand, Xian Lang looked left and right but could not see Mr. Murphy.
"Stop looking, Murphy said he needs some time to 'change'."
The pirate captain vampire said in a sour tone while reloading bullets for his beloved shotgun:
"That guy is determined to make a 'heroic debut' today."
"But Murphy also asked me to bring you a message, Mr. Hogg."
Andre drew out his Gray Claw Sword and said to Xian Lang in a gentle tone:
"He told you that there is nothing to worry about. Today's battle will be won. Murphy said that instead of focusing on the direction of the war, you should spend more time thinking about how to convince Chief Whiptail after dark.
In fact, if we are not pressed for time and have heavy tasks, we cannot stay here for a long time, otherwise hunting Gehrman Bone-Gnasher would also be an option."
"Is that so?"
The wise wolf suddenly felt reassured, as if Lord Murphy's instructions contained a prophecy of victory. After it calmed down, it suddenly discovered that the equipment on the vampires in front of it had also changed.
The Grand Duke's guards of the Blood Eagle Clan are still wearing their original armor, but the vampire elites of the other two clans are all wearing strange exoskeletons. Pablo and Andre are also dressed in the same style, except for the weapons that vampires like.
, they all also have some "new weapons" such as melta swords and melta guns.
How smart Hogg is.
It immediately understood that Master Murphy must have found another legacy of the Creator in the ruins.
As expected of Mr. Murphy!
Every step of action must have a clear goal and terrifying harvest. Following such a lord, why should the Creator Gnoll not have a prosperous future?
At this moment, the shadow that enveloped Hogg's heart quietly dissipated.
What were you doing just now?
Why think about stupid questions?
future?
What’s difficult about the future?
As long as you follow Master Murphy and keep walking, you and your tribe will always reach the land of abundant water and grass that will inevitably appear! Yes, I don't have the power to see through fate, but I can follow the steps of the great.
Thinking of this, Hogg's thoughts suddenly surged. He turned around and activated the loudspeaker assembly of the Wise Wolf Arms, shouting to the creation guards beside him:
"The Eternal Chosen One of the Creator will join us on the battlefield! Guardians of Creation, we will rush to victory with the Lord of our destiny!
Cheer for our unquestionable victory!
Let's mourn in silence for the enemy's destined defeat!
Raise the battle flag of the Creator!
Let us use today's battle to announce to the whole world that after a thousand years, the warriors of the Creator are back! We will re-write the legend of our ancestors!
We will step into legend and become eternal!”
"Ouch!"
Hogg responded with war cries one after another, and the battle flags of the Creator, dotted with the bones of thunder lizards, were raised. Under the fluttering ancient battle flags, the new guards of creation strode forward with sharp blades in hand.
Even if there are six times their number of enemies in front of them, they are still fearless and they will never retreat.
This enthusiasm even infected the players. A group of Wamu brothers led by the giant shark got mad and joined the advancing army by shouting random slogans.
"good!"
This scene was seen by Old Senke, who was riding on the warg behind. The old jackal clapped his thigh excitedly and shouted:
"It already has the momentum of my king's army, that's it! This is how a jackal should spend his life, die for his great ideal, bleed for the prosperity of the race, and draw his sword for the belief that he must win.
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came back.
All are back!
King, have you seen it?
The good old days of conquest and victory are back."
"Yes, Hogg is already an outstanding leader. As long as he conquers Mossy Valley, he can become as great a ruler as the Bone-gnawing King."
With the help of Reifno's vision, Murphy completely saw the scene of the Wolf Army's departure. He was very satisfied with Wise Wolf's declaration of war, saying that he had finally trained the skinny jackal from Transia into a hero.
Phew, you have accomplished such a difficult thing, what else can stop you from achieving your ideals?
"Then come, my hero appears!"
Murphy moved his body, and the heavy helmet clicked around his head.
The energy of the Warmaster's power armor was activated. As Murphy took steps, the exaggerated steel giant stepped out of the containment tank. Under Eden's silent control, the exit of the flying platform that had been closed for thousands of years at the top of the ruins of the Farstrider headquarters was born.
The rusty machinery struggled to open while it was running.
A ray of dusk light shone down from the cracked rocks above his head, and large and small gravels kept falling, but Murphy paid no attention to it.
He controlled the power armor and strode forward. The catapults and jetpacks in the container warehouse in front were already in place, waiting for the Warmaster to descend on his glorious battlefield.
"Oh, everything about this thing is good, but it can't fly after you put it on. My blood wings are not as big as Tris, and I can't carry such a heavy thing."
Murphy, who boarded the catapult, said nitpickingly:
"The inconvenience of carrying is also a big problem. It seems that it can only be worn on big occasions, but it doesn't matter. Which big boy doesn't have a set of 'war uniforms' in his wardrobe that he only wears at the most important moments in his life?
If I have a brother who asks me to wear the coolest clothes at his wedding to support him, how can I wear this outfit and not take away all the dignity of his groom?"
"Click"
The catapult began to charge, and the console's readings and preset orientation information were constantly refreshed. Murphy felt the vibration of the platform under his feet, and felt that he should hold a cigar in the corner of his mouth to cosplay with the fifty-dollar brothers.
He took a deep breath, connected to the communication network currently used by the player, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Excellency, Frontline Commander Happy Stick! This is Lord Murphy of the Transians. I apply to join the battlefield!"
"You can come at any time, sir. There is no need to be so formal. Besides, no one will stop you."
"Very good, then raise your heads and look to the sky! My warriors, I will attack in the form of the Warmaster!"
