Regeneration: A passive spell that increases the recovery speed of one's own state, and at the same time increases the recovery speed of infuriating energy and mana.
Water play: allows people to move freely in the water like a fish and absorb oxygen from the water.
Great Rejuvenation: A large-scale spell that can treat more than 30 people at the same time, and can restore their external injuries, internal injuries, negative status and other adverse effects.
"Captain, he is dead..."
Spy Liu Man stepped forward and felt the pulse of businessman Nixon, and finally confirmed.
Qin Feng turned around and glanced at the corpse on the ground, "Cut off his head and persuade the guards to surrender when they come back."
"Yes, Commander." The spy Liu Man and the assassin Ye Tian clasped their fists together.
At this time, the guards in front and the "Leaping Fish King" were engaged in a desperate fight.
Each species has one or two unique talents, and this "Leaping Fish King" actually has only one talent, and that is its powerful recovery ability. Coupled with the fine fish scales on its body, it looks like it has a
Like a layer of hard scale armor, its fighting style is to rush in when faced with numerous guards.
"ah…"
The huge body of "Leaping Fish King" broke out of the crowd, and a large number of guards were either stepped on in the muddy water or pushed away.
Maybe he was tired or hungry after fighting for a long time, so the "Flying Fish King" opened his mouth and swallowed a person who couldn't dodge directly.
It disappeared into its esophagus with a "gurgling" sound.
The fish scales on its body that were damaged by scimitars and sharp arrows grew back again at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Have the people who went to the ship come back? Has the magic crystal cannon been brought?" A captain asked the other guards.
Seeing everyone shaking their heads to express ignorance, he couldn't help but cursed secretly, "A bunch of losers..."
When everyone was chilling, a cannon sounded, and a blue light ball flew from a distance, directly blowing away the "Leaping Fish King" who was enjoying the delicious food.
The body weighing dozens of tons suddenly flew off the ground, flying a distance of seven to eight meters and immediately knocked down several large trees that were as thick as two people's arms.
"Moo..."
A weak voice came, and many guards cautiously stepped forward to check. They found a hole as big as a basin on the head of "Leap Fish King", blue blood was gurgling out of it, and magic crystal shells were sputtering all over his body.
of small holes.
Soon the guards discovered that the wounds on "Tiaoyu King" were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Its strong resilience prevented it from dying, but it also allowed it to experience longer periods of torture.
"Go on, chop it to death..."
The guards piled on the "Dipping Fish" like ants, and the scimitars in their hands were like instruments of torture, bit by bit cutting off its scales and peeling off its flesh.
The painful "Dipping Fish King" kept screaming, but the huge trauma weakened it and it was difficult for it to shake off the human beings who were abusing it.
Although the speed at which everyone cut the flesh was faster than the recovery speed of the "Leaping Fish King", it was only a little faster. If you wanted to grind such a giant creature to death, you would probably have to wait until dawn.
Everyone immediately suggested, "Use the magic crystal cannon to blast..."
"We have already fired one shot. If we fire another shot, we will be blamed by Mr. Nixon..." Some people hold different opinions.
Everyone thought about Nixon's past style, which was to spread the cost of this shell equally among all the guards. If another shell was fired, everyone's next month's salary would definitely be lost.
"Forget it, let's grind it slowly, divide it into several classes, and we can grind it to death before dawn..."
Many people gave up because their wages were hard-earned, but they had to work hard and cherish them.
So all the guards worked all night in the pouring rain to save the life of "The King of Jumping Fish", which made the "King of Jumping Fish" wish he could die immediately. This was simply "death by a thousand cuts".
The night passed like this...
In the early morning, the fresh air is everywhere, making all creatures unable to help but take a deep breath.
The forest is full of "jumping fish" figures, they are still jumping happily on the muddy land, and the ubiquitous chirping of birds begins another day of singing.
With a few knives, the soldiers' food was naturally these carefree "jumping fish". They started cooking and the forest was filled with the aroma of food for a while.
"Aren't they back yet?"
After walking out of the original door of Nixon's house, Qin Feng stretched greatly and glanced around at the busy soldiers around him. Qin Feng moved his sphincter muscles while asking the generals and guards standing guard at the door of his room.
"Commander, you haven't come back. Captain Liu Man just sent a message that the guards are still cutting the flesh of the 'Tiaoyu King'." The general and guard on Qin Feng's right immediately replied.
"Oh? They are really perseverant." Qin Feng said dumbfounded.
While watching the busy figures of his own soldiers, he zigzagged to the edge of the wooden house group, which was facing the direction of Nixon's guards.
There are already piles of sandbags in the gaps between the wooden houses, and the gunners are already lying on the sandbags and on the roof to prepare.
When he came to a Confederate gunman who was observing and aiming, he looked at the firegun in his hand that looked like the one in the textbook, and he felt like complaining in his heart.
The firepower is okay, but it can't be used in rainy days. I wonder if it can be upgraded and these old antiques can be replaced with Blue Star's modern continuous-fire version.
It seems that the city of Sarkool in the game does not have this function, and its peak era has ended here. The designed troop templates only end here. It would be great if I could design the troops myself.
"Can we start now?" Qin Feng stared at it for a while, then picked up the gun in his hand and played with it.
"Captain, after being dried by fire yesterday, it can be used normally." The gunman of the Southern Army returned the greeting with clasped fists.
Originally, Qin Feng wanted them to all salute with their hats, but it turned out to be a bit awkward. Some people held weapons in both hands and it was difficult to salute. Then Qin Feng gave up and asked them to follow their own way. But it looks like this
It gives you a sense of intimacy. After all, it is a Chinese etiquette that has lasted for thousands of years.
"That's good. If they haven't come here yet, we will take the initiative after breakfast." Qin Feng returned the blunderbuss in his hand to him.
Although the gun is the most interesting weapon for boys, Qin Feng said that it is really difficult to operate the ancient matchlock gun.
At this time, there were faint sounds coming from the woods, the sounds of many people stepping on the muddy road, the sounds of stamping feet, complaints, and the friction of clothes and leaves. They became more and more numerous and became clearer.
A figure came to the outside of the position first. After looking around for a while, he turned over and came to Qin Feng.
"Captain, those guards have finally killed the 'Leap Fish King' and are now on their way. We also got another news."
"The sailors of the Nixon Caravan are still on board and they are still operating the ship."
A spy came back specially to report.
"Go and notify Golden Earring and ask him to take the warship to deal with them. Later, you can hand it to him with Nixon's head." Qin Feng said calmly.
"Yes, Commander." The spy walked into a nearby hut and held Nixon's head in his hands.
In the forest, after a night of continuous efforts, they finally killed the tenacious "Leap Fish King". Although they also lost dozens of people in this battle, the result was satisfactory.
"The King of Jumping Fish" itself is a huge asset. Its meat is delicious and juicy, and the scales on its body can be used to create dozens of pairs of hard scales. Whether it is used by one's own people or sold, it is a cost-effective item.
Buy and sell.
Everyone was immersed in how much benefit they could gain from this time. At the same time, many guards were already suffering from colds and fevers after a night of rain.
The moment more than 500 people walked out of the edge of the forest, either complaining or happily, they saw countless bonfire smoke rising upwards.
The wooden huts were covered with sandbags, and groups of unknown soldiers were pointing strange sticks at them. Behind them were neat rows of soldiers, and the number in front of them was no less than theirs.
It's not up to them to know whether there are others in the rear.
The people in front quickly stopped, causing the guards behind to yell and curse. However, after hearing the explanation from the people in front, everyone stopped talking, so they gathered together and took a defensive posture.
The spy carrying Nixon's head left his position and came between the two armies, holding the head high in his hand.
"Your Nixon businessman who framed our businessman has now been sentenced to death. There are only two ways in front of you, one is to die, and the other is to surrender to us."
The captains of each guard looked over and saw that it was indeed Nixon's head, which meant that the remaining people had died or surrendered.
"Wait a minute, let's discuss it first."
The six guard captains gathered together, frowning, discussing intensely, and quickly came to a conclusion.
They thought that the opponent's troops also suffered heavy losses, otherwise why didn't they attack them last night? Wouldn't it be easier to defeat them all and capture them?
To sum up, the troops on the opposite side are just pretending to surrender. Do they know how difficult and cruel [Vicious Beast Expert] Winter is, and whether they destroy him or drive him away, they have to pay a huge price.
Now that Nixon has been confirmed dead, what about the property he left behind?
The eyes of the six guards suddenly lit up.
"Defeat them, kill them all..."
"Wealth is divided into six parts, one for each person..."
"Attack together..."
"Pretend to surrender..."
"Surprise attack…"
"Leave no scraps behind..."
The spy carrying Nixon's head had already returned, running along the path towards the 'Golden Earring' station.
Soon, Qin Feng saw the guard captains on the opposite side starting to shout to them.
"We are willing to surrender after Nixon is dead. We also hate him quite a lot. He often deducts our wages and makes us do dirty work..."
Balabala kept talking non-stop.
Qin Feng frowned. The other party came closer as he spoke, but he never put down the scimitar in his hand, so he ordered the people around him:
"Let them put down their weapons, put their heads in their hands and squat down..."
The Confederate gunman who was lying on the side immediately stood up and shouted to the opposite side, "Put down the weapon in your hand, put your head in your hands and squat down."
Three times in a row, the other party still talked about Nixon's stinginess in the past, while continuing to move closer, as if he could not hear the shouts of the Confederate gunmen.
A dangerous smile suddenly appeared on Qin Feng's lips. He already understood their plan, "They really don't know whether to live or die."