595.Chapter 593 592 expensive, there must be expensive reasoning

Chapter 593 592.Expensive, there must be a reason why it’s expensive
“Crap! This really can’t hold up, Master Qin, can’t we withdraw! The development group is crazy ah, now this intensity is completely rushed to destroy us ah.”

“Fuck off! We’re not afraid of dying! We’re not afraid to die, even if we can’t hold out for five days, we’ll still have to die standing up! Where are my heavy machine guns? Lumina! Where’s your fucking heavy machine gun? Fire! Squash them!”

“Master Qin, the hunting crossbows have all been destroyed, old Siji Lumina died a while ago, she and a voodoo jackal assassin had an extreme one for one, less than a hundred of the brothers in the trenches are dead.

Master Qin, we can’t continue the fight, we should withdraw, the flag can’t be destroyed in our hands ah!”

“Cowards get lost!
Where’s the tube?
Tubes can still fight, right? Shoot out all the shells! Get all these damn filthy-clawed jackals out of my position.

Blanch!
Melee group! Mount bayonets! Charge with me!”

The Blood Banner Heights at midnight on the third day would have gone mad by now, and with the battlefield illuminated by several rounds of illumination in the bright light of day, the warriors of Transylvania were finally presented with their craziest challenge to date, as a true Clan elite entered the position.

This was no longer the previous combination of miscellaneous troops mixed with a few elites, the first wave of the Tainted Claw Clan that was caught up in the battlefield by Grand Inspector Hurley attacked with 200 jackal barbarians, with a horrifying one-tenth of their elite individuals.

And supporting them from behind were a full six Voodoo Priests and a proper Blood Scar Hunting Priest.

Behind the barbarians and the priest there was also a square of jackal hunters who were constantly using their hunting bone bows for precision suppression, and the worst thing was that they sent out assassins that were hardened with voodoo.

While the barbarians were charging head-on with the help of Bloodlust, these assassins wielding deadly voodoo claws had already slipped under the cover of the shadows into the second regiment’s position, destroying the crossfire set up by Master Qin, and Lumina and her “machine gunners” died a horrible death.

The most frightening thing is that without their heavy firepower suppression, relying on a single denial trench simply can not stop the crazy brute soldiers.

The position set up by Master Qin was quickly broken through, and those screaming jackals are now killing each other in the trenches.

Luckily, the real newcomers have died out in the past three days, and those who survived are all the best, they fought with the assassins in the trench, and even used the “monkey version of the broadsword” to repel them with great difficulty.

However, the second wave of barbarians that came right after them had no buffer when they rushed over.

Hunting priests also added long-range ineffective totems for the barbarians, so that the shooters had to drop their guns and copied the melee things to go up to fight, voodoo priests constantly summoned the stinking cloud magic and corrosive spells to drive the “barrel boy” on the high ground out of their positions, and even the blood scarred priests pulled up the undead from the line of fillers.

Of course, voodoo priests are not professional undead manipulators and players don’t leave bodies behind when they die, otherwise the situation would be worse.

In terms of necromancy, the Splinter Clan was far less specialized than Torn Flesh’s Plague Clan, which was the main reason why the Splinter Claw Mother had been trying to annex the Plague Clan. Back then, when Torn Flesh had been forced to accept the task of traveling to the Filthy Swamp to look for the secret stash of the Bone Biter King, there was one very important factor, and that was that the old Torn Flesh wasn’t really willing to submit to the Splinter Clan.

Of course, knowing these “Jackal secrets” is of little use to the Second Battle Group, which has already reached a desperate situation.

Although the number of jackals rushing into the battlefield this time was actually small, the pressure they brought to the position was more than several times that of the previous one, and to describe it very well, it was about the level of a guerrilla and a regular army.

Jackals have fought the Black Plague four times in hundreds of years, although they are barbaric, but they have a simple but effective internal military coordination, now the second regiment is a real sense to realize the feelings of more than a hundred years ago “Transylvanian forefathers” when they faced the Black Plague.

This is not the same level of battle as the usual happy game of fighting jackals!
If you want to make a simple analogy, it’s like spilling the elite monsters of a group into the wild, and pulling their “battle AI” full of desire to attack, and relying on the players under Master Qin’s command to block that’s really hard, really hard.

“Master Qin, it’s time to retreat!”

The gray-haired Niu Niu struggled to overthrow the elite Tainted Claw barbarians in front of him, he gasped for breath and took a few steps back, wiping the blood from his face with his flail, he shouted to Old Qin beside him, who was already panting and about to lose his footing:

“If we keep fighting, we’re really going to be wiped out! It’s not a big deal if we die, but if the Jackals destroy our flag, we’ll be the guilty ones! Quickly! Call Brother Bang to bring the Third Battle Regiment over to replace the defense.”

“I’ve already called it, but it will take time for them to come over, we must hold out!”

Old Qin wasn’t a rigid stick in the mud.

He had sent a message to Happy Stick ten minutes ago, but the standard time for a position handover was 15-30 minutes, which meant that the Second Battle Regiment had to hold out for at least another ten minutes before they could do so.

Master Qin’s eyes swept over the chaotic position in front of him, the second battle group’s more than five hundred people had fought until now with less than a hundred left, but not a single person had dropped their weapons and fled, the grimy players were still struggling to fight against the combination of barbarians and assassins that had been augmented by bloodthirsty spells in front of them, but the non-stop spell casting by the faraway spell positions made it impossible for their own Spirit Masters and Iron Cylinder Boys to play at all.

And those damn jackal hunters.
“Poof.”

A deadly bone arrow flew in and shot through the left leg of Mud to Luda Oil, who was swinging his battle axe and hacking away, and the latter screamed miserably and fell down to be hacked into a bloodstain by two more jackal barbarian soldiers who rushed up and slashed indiscriminately.

This scene made the bull completely crazy!

He activated Blood Thirst, roared and activated Blood Thirst and Life Extraction on his weapon again to transform into a bloodthirsty beast, pounced on him and struck a bludgeoning blow with a flail, and then added a shield blow to finish off one of the barbarians, and beside him, Shrimp Catchers also screamed and carried their halberds and charged with a dragon lance, crashing through the enemies in front of them, and the two gym students fought with the jackal in a last ditch fight at the place where Luda Oil had fallen down, and the khaki tonto from their dorm had exploded himself five minutes ago. blew himself up, and that brilliant wave of self-explosion took away three Jackal assassins.

Old Qin glanced at the support score on the commander’s interface, because the enemy had many elites and were attacking in packs, as the jackals continued to fall, together with the basic score from the two days of garrisoning, the second battle group had now saved up another 2,800 points, and he was able to summon an NPC to come and assist in the battle.

To be honest, Old Qin would be a bit impulsive to directly get a silver rank over to kill the four directions, but he eventually resisted the temptation, and had to save a little bit of points for the next round of defense opening assistance.

Remembering Happy Stick’s persuasion earlier, since the defense had failed, it was time to get some benefits for his brothers.

So, sacrifice 2,000 support points to summon Lady Adele, Baroness of the Phantoms, to enter!

As Old Qin confirmed the summoning, Adele, who would be flying and observing right near the Blood Banner Heights, received a prompt from the Operational Treasure Pearl, and as she glanced at the precarious battle situation below, she was a bit hesitant to go down.

It’s not that Adele is afraid to fight, but the main reason is that in this situation, an assassin can’t turn the tide.

But once she thought that Lord Murphy might be looking at her, E-sister grunted and gathered her wings like a blood-colored meteor whistling towards the bottom.

Standard death airborne tactics.
Moreover, Adele’s choice of landing area was very subtle, zipping down towards where those Hunt Priests and Voodoo Priests were.

As a midnight hunter of the Blood Vulture Clan and an assassin proficient in the assassination techniques of the Thorn Clan who had been strengthened by the source blood, although Sister E was not an elite template to begin with, she had already grown into a super-elite “Murphy’s Hand”.

At the moment of falling, both hands raised, two low-profile luxury, one long and one short poisoned thorns stabbing swords like swans spreading their wings to the outside, the most elegant midnight assassination technique although in the sunlight is weakened power, but the assassin on the scene must be sworn in blood!

“Pfft.”

With a muffled sound, the neck of one of the hunting priests who was maintaining his bloodthirsty technique was cut in half, and the short thorn sword in the other hand was like a lover’s touch, stabbing through the chin of another priest, plunging directly into the brain and taking away the savage life in the process of withdrawing it.

Adele had laid low before.

If it wasn’t necessary, she wouldn’t even appear in front of the majority of players, however, although E-sister’s sharpness wasn’t as direct as Maxim’s, inheriting Murphy’s excellent bloodline and outstanding learning power allowed her to progress no slower than Maxim.

Even something like Ancestor’s Power was something she had already mastered.

For example, right now.

While killing the two elite priests with an assassination technique on the stage, the moment the corpses fell, the blood belonging to them was extracted by the vampire’s power to form scarlet blades around Adele’s body in the blocking and piercing of the longsword she wielded, and those blood blades as dense as flying daggers flew around Adele’s long hair, causing any jackals that dared to get close to her to be scraped.

Most importantly, Adele was a pragmatic assassin who didn’t resist using poison, so all of these scarlet blood blades came with the poison of Ninkinanka’s giant snake.

That was the toxin of a legendary creature! It was basically the same as blood on the throat for these jackals.

A round of blood blades flying around ended, and as Adele flung the blood from the bayonet in her hand, a circle of Jackal corpses lay strewn around her.

This was her Ancestral Power-Scarlet Storm!
Of course it wasn’t the only one, after the blistering kill E-sister didn’t stop, according to the rules of the Deathmatch, once an NPC was summoned they had to fight until the end of the rotation, unless they themselves suffered a life-threatening situation.

Thus Adele quickly locked on to several other voodoo priests that had dispersed, she locked on to one of them and disappeared into the shadows in a short sprint with her wings closing behind her, and when she reappeared she was already standing behind the guy, her short stabbing sword thrusting in from the back of her head, avoiding the hard bone and plunging straight into the marrow of the brain with her perfect understanding of the Jackal’s torso.

The body fell and another scarlet storm rose.

Followed by the next.

The second Ancestor’s Power – Stalking Shadow Hunt.

Relying on this subtle and brutal offense, Adele took out all of the Priests in the vanguard sent by the Tainted Claw Clan five minutes after her debut.

She certainly didn’t do all of this without any injuries, in order to complete the assassination, Adele’s weapons were all damaged, after all, the poison quenched by Ninkinanka’s Giant Serpent Venom was of such a high grade that ordinary weapons would quickly become weaker after being coated with it.

However, as Murphy’s most trusted intelligence officer, E-sister also belongs to the kind of assassin girl who is “adopted by her boss”, she never lacks weapons. Drawing the two scarlet revolvers at her waist, the elf’s unique lethal shooting technique opened fire, naming each of the jackal hunters around her who were trying to kill her, and without replacing the luxurious gold-fueled pointy bullets, she inserted them back into the slots on her waist and at the same time, she drew out the two thermite blades with both of her hands.

Activating the brutal heat on those crystal sharp blades, she delivered a flash pierce to the lunging jackal hunters.

Murphy’s Mejiawa family sword art are learned from Adele here, E sister use up the dark pace naturally more skillful, left flash right flash between, that proud figure this instant no longer any female soft beauty, replaced by ten steps a person assassin killing machine, its cold and merciless butchery let the players on the position are looking dumbfounded.

The fusion sword brutal touch of the characteristics of death so that Adele from the technical flow of Assassin, all of a sudden converted to the berserker style of assassination, regardless of your eyes blocking the heavy shield or weapon, a knife down even with a shield split in half can be a great feeling.

However, she was still an assassin.

This kind of charging into the battlefield is still a good idea to do less, after all, is a person infiltrated into more than fifty people’s hunter position, and the other people’s tainted claw clan hunters are also the elite ah.

After Adele cut down seven or eight hunters then she was pierced by bone arrows through her waist, stomach and left leg, forcing her to interrupt her flowing assassination, the jackals roared and pounced to finish off this damned vampire big doo-doo Demon King, but as they approached, Adele with her head down suddenly launched herself again.

Its speed was three times faster than before.

And the scarlet flashes in her eyes made the angry jackals finally remember what the hell they were hunting . Blanch! It was a vampire! They get blood thirsty!

“Go and help! Mrs. Adele is hurt! Damn, I never thought E-sister could be so fierce! I mean she’s really mean, but right now this makes it even meaner yah.”

Bull shouted and rushed forward with the players in his position to try and relieve Adele, but just as he got there he was stopped by the vampire “munchkin” Grand Knight Uther, who had fallen from the sky.

“You guys are crazy! Ms. Adele has activated her Blood Thirst, in this situation she can’t distinguish between friend and foe, back off! Don’t make trouble, just watch our Great Blood Vulture Clan’s Valkyrie perform.”

“Blanch! Sucking blood, look! Sucking blood.”

The Shrimp Catchers with the war halberd shouted out, and the crowd turned around in unison, and they saw that Lady Adele was letting go of her left hand, and a Jackal Dryad that had been drained of blood smashed onto the ground.

The surrounding Jackals were also made to take a few steps back by this scene, and Adele, who had satisfied her hunger for blood, wiped her mouth and glanced back at the players behind her.

The bloodstained, horrifying and hideous smile on her pretty face startled Bull, who was also a vampire. As a veteran vampire player, Bull knew that once the blood-thirsty state continued to the depths, the vampire’s size and appearance would advance towards the “old nature”, and this time Adele had such a sign.

However, Bull also at this moment suddenly had a flash of light, he and other vampire players have not been able to figure out where the vampire’s ancestral power should come from.

The E-sister at the moment seemed to have given them an answer.

But the players beside him didn’t care about that, they shouted “I’m done” while taking pictures, it’s really rare to see the low-profile E-Mei crazy to this extent.

It can be expected that after these photos are posted on the forums, the popularity of E-Mei, which is already not low, will certainly reach new heights.

Ugh!
What exotic spider lady, what blonde idiot knight, all give me a break!
E-sister is the one who roars the most!

“Get out of the way!”

Bull made up his mind and pushed the people around him out of the way before activating “Blood Thirst” again.

This skill could be used by players as well, but to be honest, vampire players rarely used this skill.

Although it comes with a berserk hunting state, but a long time will disturb the senses, players generally do not like the taste of blood, feel that thing is very disgusting, so no one will maintain the blood thirst state all the time, basically it is to save their lives or as a burst of big moves to use.

But Bull wasn’t going to do that today.

He was going to maintain his blood thirst until he was mentally unstable to the point of dropping out, and he felt like he might find the ancestral power that belonged to vampires today.

“Ow!”

With crimson eyes, Bull powered up on his feet, charging out like a warhammer propelled by his wings, savagely killing his way into the midst of the jackal hunters and brute soldiers.

This time he wasn’t just fighting with his flail and shield anymore, after knocking down one of the barbarians, the bull pounced on him and gnawed on his opponent’s neck, disgusting blood flowing down his canines, allowing the blood energy to pool and be used by the bull to fortify his status again, before killing his way into the front amidst the splattering of blood and light.

“F*ck f*ck f*ck! Is this the awakening of some awesome status?”

This scene dumbfounded both Catch Shrimp House and Grand Knight Uther, who couldn’t fathom why the bull was going so crazy.

But it didn’t really matter anymore.

After Adele killed the Jackal Priest, the barbarian soldiers’ bloodlust had disappeared, and the originally tough position finally held out at the last moment, as Old Qin Tou led the only remaining dozens of players to launch a resolute wave of lethal counter-charges, and finally broke the morale of these Tainted Claw Clan barbarians in an exciting white-knuckle battle.

Old Qin was very grateful in his heart.

He knew that it was originally impossible for his second battle group to hold out, but it turned out that these NPC heroes were really expensive for their own reasons, and judging from Ms. Adele’s stunning performance, if the next third battle group could withstand the early stages and successfully summon General Maxim, they would definitely be able to hold out until at least the fourth day.

But this precarious victory ended up in a not-so-perfect way .
“Quickly, someone come, Bull this idiot got himself offline, sure enough, this is what happens when you’re a pathetic omnivore in a game, too stupid, too stupid.”

Shrimp Catchers yelled in a broken voice as a group of tired players ran to help, while Old Qin staggered around looking at the bloody battle flag on the high ground behind him that was surrounded by a swathe of jackal heads, he grinned as he leaned on the Mosin-Nagant in his hand.

The Scarlet Gate had appeared in the distance.

That was Happy Stick bringing the Third Battle Regiment to change the defense, the end of the three and a half day guard belonging to the Second Battle Regiment, this was truly the toughest battle he had ever fought.

Old Qin felt exhausted.

He desperately needed to get offline and rest now, and it would be best if he could go to the garden to take a break.

But before he left, the veteran straightened his back in the face of the battle flag and then bid farewell to the position he had guarded with a standard military salute.

But he would be back.

It was now only six and a half days into the Deathmatch, and there were still thirteen more days to go, and even if both the Third and First Regiments had defended for a full five days in the second round, the final battle would definitely be completed by his own regiment.

What’s more, with the intensity of the battle that had spiked up right now, they definitely wouldn’t be able to defend for five days.

Hey.

I’ll take the Deathmatch title, old man! —
“You saw it with your own eyes, Chief Dirty Claw, I didn’t lie to you, did I?”

On a depression on the far side of the Blood Banner Heights, a sad-faced Popok Black Eyes whispered to a tall jackal wearing voodoo priest robes beside him:

“These madmen are true elites; they are mad dogs raised by vampires! Your warriors are formidable, but not formidable enough, and the fact that their third seven-hundred-man warband is back in position shows that they have no intention of giving up.

Listen to me.

Hurry up and shake the men, call all the smaller tribes that are dependent on the Splintered Claw clan, have them serve as cannon fodder for your clan, and after a while of depletion then charge through with a bang to destroy the damn flag.”

Popok observed the expression on Chief Tainted Claw’s face as it whispered:

“What a shame that your warriors came so close.”

“It was just a test.”

Chief Tainted Claw, a burly jackal, had a grim look in his eyes that didn’t seem to care, but the rapid wagging of his tail behind his back signaled that he wasn’t in a calm mood.

It knew that it had been sent by Hurley to fill in the troop lines, but if Lord Mother Splinterclaw was going to raid Transylvania, this eyesore of a stronghold in front of it had to be pulled out.

Ah!
Damn Transylvania hardcore ah! Where the hell did you guys jump out from?
Isn’t this intentionally adding to the problem?

(End of chapter)