Chapter 1981: Chapter 661: Don’t You Transia People Ever Stop? Addicted to Building Wonders, Aren’t You? (Part 2)
“Blow the horn! Charge!”
At the order of the old warlord, a Brother Ah Bing imdiately raised the brass horn in his hand and blew a stirring sharp lody.
The surrounding players shouted and gathered imdiately, wilding weapons in the charge formation of Brother Cat and the fierce soldiers, slashing madly. The psychic in the ranks continuously cast large-scale slowing and immobilizing spells, while hunters no longer pursued precision kills, switching to trench guns for area damage.
The undead manipulators began casting death spells, summoning frail skeleton armies from the littered corpses to buy a bit of trivial ti. anwhile, Lord Qin’s “intimate comrade” Old Baldwin was also going berserk, perhaps the wildness innate to the Nords temporarily surpassing the apathy brought by death, throwing out Fla Strike Skills as if they were free.
Iron tube boys switched to white phosphorus bombs; clearly, it was no longer the ti for humanitarianism.
As they advanced through the “sea of jackal-n” toward Colonel Fraser’s position, the colonel himself sighed in relief after seeing the Transylvania banner turn toward him.
He should have retreated with the soldiers after using up the artillery shells.
But this position was already besieged by reserve jackal-n troops rushing from other places, and while his army could risk retreating toward the Blackfla Mountain Pass, the thought of being surrounded by a throne wolf cavalry outnumbering them several tis over in the dark was terrifying.
In that situation, Colonel Fraser decisively took quite a risky strategy, continuing forward instead of retreating.
Facts proved that the colonel gambled right!
The Transia People indeed didn’t use them as cannon fodder, though the major’s overly ornate command armor soon brought him trouble in the shrill nights of war.
Three jackal assassins almost simultaneously targeted him. Just as the colonel fought bravely, three figures appeared suddenly near him, so swiftly that even the Silver Guard couldn’t intervene in ti, and poison-coated bone daggers stabbed toward Fraser’s vital spots.
The colonel instinctively aid at the nearest foe and emptied his bullets, killing the assassin, but the remaining two attacks were unavoidable.
Was this where my life ends?
Despair flashed in the colonel’s eyes, but just then, a jade-green whirlwind quietly arrived.
A jade-like wind swept down a figure from the sky. Amid the Golden Peach Knight’s rebuke, the knight’s shield was raised and struck fiercely, knocking the assassin in front to the ground, and the divine power of the Eastern Holy Spirit was cast on the colonel, causing the jackal assassin’s sharp blade to clink against the shield of dim light.
The latter tried to run.
But the knight’s sword, glowing with flowing light, pierced through, severing most of its head.
Barely surviving, the colonel sat on the ground panting. Looking up, he saw his “ex-girlfriend” Biqi pushing back the visor of her war helt, staring at him with a mocking yet slightly relieved expression.
“Hey, a feeble guy should obediently stay in the rear, a thrilling battlefield like this isn’t a place you should be! My dear Master Cape.”
Biqi scolded.
But she still extended a bloodstained hand plate in front of Fraser, who snorted and got up by himself instead of taking Biqi’s hand plate.
He loaded burnt gold bullets into his revolver, then took a war sword handed by a terrified guard, saying quietly to Biqi as he reentered the fray:
“Thanks, I owe you one life.”
“Don’t! I don’t like owing, and I don’t like people owing either.”
Biqi picked up her sword and shield. As she guarded beside Fraser, she said:
“I promised Count Leon I’d protect you, and… earlier stuff was because I was immature, Milian and LiWen both lectured , so consider the broken engagent a thing of the past?
We’re still good brothers, right?”
“Uh…”
Fraser showed a strange expression, then shrugged, saying:
“Alright, we’re still good brothers. So do a favor, good brother Biqi, lead my soldiers to join with the Transia People; only together can we withstand the savage madn’s siege to the end.”
“Okay, then follow !”
Miss Biqi was in good spirits, pulled down the visor, then shouted “Holy Light is here!” and charged like a wild ox, slamming a shield blow that floored the jackal barbarian in front.
The terrifying combat prowess made Fraser, following behind, twitch his eyelids.
Did Biqi eat sothing strange in Transylvania?
How did her combat power skyrocket like this?
The single Captain now felt a strange sense of relief; perhaps Biqi’s broken engagent wasn’t a bad thing? If they really ended up together, later the “dostic violence issue” might lead to a fatal outco.
A few minutes later, the “mutually converging” two groups successfully joined forces.
Lord Qin handed out part of the little tubes to these professional artilleryn; now their combined forces barely amounted to 800 people. Facing a whole camp of jackal-n and gnolls, they were like a small boat in a storm, any wave might destroy the boat and kill the people.
“I told you before, your combat plan sounded like a group of lunatics ca up with it, and the worst part is I was actually persuaded by you guys, I must be under a spell.”
Colonel Fraser stood beside Old Qin, firing his pistol to take down a charging barbarian while complaining:
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