Quadruple split.

Chapter 446 Glory belongs to you
Game time PM15:59
Thirty-four minutes after leaving the Hodir Pass, the Holy Knights who killed the mutant group for the third time finally returned here. Except for a few high-ranking knights who could persist, most of them almost They all got off their horses in the form of 'falling'. They pulled up their upper armor with difficulty, and their tired and determined faces were covered with sweat. It was shaky and looked as if it might fall at any moment.

Priests, priests, and nuns from the heavily armed interceptor regiment rushed forward immediately, praising the gods and trying their best to restore their strength, and several wounded who were unable to return to the front line also ran over to help, clumsily helping those The wounded horses bandaged their wounds.

There are less than [-] paladins who successfully returned here, more than [-] less than when they came here for the first time before, and this is on the premise that Mo Tan concentrated resources as much as possible to protect them.

If the knights were thrown into the battlefield at the most difficult time on the front line, it would be impossible for the nearly ten thousand mutants crowded on the mountain road to be repeatedly broken through three times so easily. With high-level knights as the tip of the spear and the blessing of [Joint Purification], it is also difficult for the knights to complete the charge smoothly.

It’s like using a ballpoint pen to poke the dean’s photo stickers or simulated real questions. The difficulty of stacking them together and arranging them a few centimeters apart is completely two concepts. The latter may be difficult for students. The unicorn arm and the resentment were completely penetrated, but the former was difficult to defeat with pure anger.

Mo Tan let the heavy interception team control the speed to delay the entry time of the knights. In addition to the reason for the former to reduce consumption, there is also a purpose of wanting to lead the large troops to kill as many as possible during this period of time. Some mutants, reduce their density, and make the battlefield environment more suitable for swarm charge.

He basically succeeded. Before starting the [United Purification] Knights, the mutants who were reduced to less than [-] at that time were completely obstructed for no reason. Not only were more than [-] mutants chopped off, but Let the former complete the first charge with zero casualties.

But it's only the first charge
When the paladins started their second charge, that is, they rushed from the position of the heavy interceptor regiment at the Hodir Pass to the third contact area, the effect of [Joint Purification] had disappeared, and everyone's physical strength began to be slow but firm Sliding down the ground, under the premise that it is absolutely impossible to stop halfway, the knights, who were hard to kill in one hit, only killed more than [-] mutants this time. Although there were still no casualties, they felt that the equipment on their bodies It became more and more 'heavy', and it gradually became difficult to concentrate, and both physical and mental strength declined rapidly.

Then, after a short rest and resupply for less than five minutes in the third contact area, they started the third round of charge under the cover of a large number of spellcasters from the joint force.

The state is not very good third round charge
Although the clergy have tried their best to recover and treat them, it only made up for a little bit of physical strength and healed some skin trauma. As for the spiritual loss, only the half box sent by Luna to the front line The alchemy potions, added together, are not enough for everyone to drink half a mouthful.

It can't be said that there is no effect, but it is difficult to completely eliminate the accumulated fatigue of the knights. Even if a lot of physical strength is temporarily restored by overdrawing potential, it will be consumed very, very quickly.

After all, this is not a high-end battlefield. Except for a small number of elites, most of the joint forces are low-level or even trainee professionals. A low-level monster with several times, no thinking, no intelligence, and almost no vitals.

In this level of pecking at each other, it is not easy for the healer team of the joint force to achieve this level, and it is not easy for Mo Tan to play so many tricks.

All in all, when the knights began to charge, the battlefield no longer had any tactics, and it completely entered the stage of death.

Desperately blocking the mutant's heavy interception regiment, the three battle sequences of resisting the mutant army in the contact area, the support sequence of hitting boots, dentures, belt belts on both sides of the mountain wall, and continuing For the high-density cluster charging knights, everyone only has the option of 'deadly smashing'.

From the game time PM15:47 until now, starting with the sacrifice of a low-level paladin of the Sun Sect, in just ten minutes, more than [-] knights fell on the way when they came, and the heavy equipment responsible for covering them interception regiment.
"Dressed from [-] to [-] people? There are more than half of them healers who have no frontal combat capabilities?!"

Panting heavily, Goshawk walked up to the big-eared mosquito whose mouth was constantly foaming with blood, took out a good-quality [Jujube pill] obtained from the previous task, stuffed it into the latter's mouth, shook his head and said: "No, this way If you go down, you will definitely be exhausted, I will ask Knight Gelbin to see if I can make him think about it."

"There is no way."

The big-eared mosquito regained some energy and stood up with difficulty leaning on the sword, wiped a few bloody cuts on his cheeks indiscriminately, shrugged and said: "And there is no need, according to the plan, you just need to rush back from here. The third enemy area will be fine, let's call, we only need to hold on for another seven or eight minutes, and if we persist until we send you away, the mission will be completed.

Goshawk helped him, and asked with a dry smile, "And then?"

"Then?"

Big Ear Mosquito laughed, raised his fist and hammered the opponent's knight armor twice: "Then when we meet again, the third stage will be settled."

"I have to admit, you are better at raising the flag"

"Fuck, what you said makes sense."

A moment later
The barely prepared knights regrouped behind Gelbin. Although their condition had recovered to less than [-]%, they unanimously declined the follow-up treatment, saying that they could return to the arena again.

This is not because of the tight time, but if these priests continue to heal, then when they leave, the heavy interceptor regiment that has completely lost its endurance will definitely be wiped out here in a short time.

"Come on, boys, the gods are with us."

Gelbin rode on his miniature war horse, looked up at the neat phalanx in front of him, lightly buckled his breastplate twice, made a gesture of blessing commonly used by the Holy Church, then turned his horse's head and watched The soldiers who have opened the way for the Knights on the front line of the position.
Those warriors who are willing to use their bodies to build a wall for the Knights, try their best to cover their comrades who are far superior to them, and have fought alone and helplessly so far, but have never stepped back are also looking at this side, each of them His armor was in tatters, and his body was covered with the filthy black blood of the mutants. He was precariously looking as if he might fall down at any time, but he still stood there gritting his teeth.

They looked at the knights with pure and gentle eyes, filled with emotions such as expectations, encouragement, showing off, and embarrassment, but there was no complaint mixed in them.

All the living people in this position stood there with their backs straight, smashing the monsters who were desperately squeezing in with weapons, shields, fists, elbows, and even head hammers, while silently waiting for the knights to charge again.

A little further behind are dozens of quiet, complete or incomplete, or peaceful, or glaring, or bloody corpses. They are the dead who were snatched back from the pile of monsters by their companions.

The pale-faced healers also slowly walked to the front of the position. The great priest of the Abundance Sect raised his hands as if he wanted to release a large-scale healing magic, but in the end he only lit up a dim yellow cloud in midair. It quickly dissipated in the breeze.

"Come on, boys, the gods are with us."

The survivors of the heavy interceptor group heard Gelbin's lecture to the Knights, and turned their heads with smiles, giving them expectant and encouraging eyes, and then saw the leading dwarf knight turn to himself and the others, He solemnly raised the long sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "And the glory belongs to you."

"The glory belongs to you!"

The three hundred and ninety-seven paladins put their long swords upright in front of their foreheads in unison, and stared at the big-eared mosquito standing in front of them leaning on their swords, and the unconscious Fuhrman, trying hard to hold back their nerves. The great priest of the Abundance Sect, the dwarf priest who swung his hammer at a mutant's chin and smiled silly, all the people standing there, and all the people who fell there solemnly performed a knight salute, and repeated in a loud voice: " The glory belongs to you!"

Two lines of tears fell from the eyes of a blood-stained female warrior. She tightly hugged the human youth who had lost her left arm and lost consciousness due to heavy injuries, and suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs: "Dry to death!" they!"

"Okay, wait for us to triumph."

Gelbin nodded solemnly, swung his cloak that was not much worse than a pillowcase, raised the long sword in his hand, and floated towards the mutants like a ray of wind.

"Wait for us to triumph!"

And after that ray of breeze, a storm composed of [-] paladins roared and swept away towards the larger group of monsters outside the position.

Game time PM16:06
The Paladins of the United Forces of Misha County began their fourth charge.

at the same time
Hodir Pass, Engagement Area [-]

"Goshawk has sent news that the Knights have already started their fourth charge twenty seconds ago."

Yu Ying quickly scanned the message board, and said calmly behind Mo Tan: "He did not report the status of the paladins, and the arrival time cannot be judged."

This emotional female assassin has resumed her job as an adjutant. On the one hand, she has exhausted most of her physical strength in the past few hours, to the point where she would fall to the ground after just a few steps. On the other hand, it is because Mo Tan has dealt with the news from all aspects thoroughly and flawlessly. Now he has put all his energy on the field command, and is always adjusting every detail as much as possible. It can continue to maintain the line of defense that is close to collapse.

This is by no means an easy job, even for him who is quite talented in this area. Although the number of enemies has been reduced to a minimum, correspondingly, his own combat effectiveness has already begun to fall off a cliff. The physical strength has already reached the limit, and the mental pressure is also becoming more and more intense. As long as there is a slight carelessness, there may be a total collapse.

All intelligent creatures have their limits, even for people with strong wills, so Mo Tan dare not make any omissions now, for fear that if he makes a wrong judgment, all the results of the battle will be in vain
"No status?"

Mo Tan frowned, nodded slightly, and said, "I probably know what's going on. Later, you send a message to the herald of the heavy-armored interceptor regiment named Big Ear Mosquito, asking him if the healer there is still available." , if the answer is yes, then they may still be saved, as long as the Knights can catch up in time! The people over there at eleven o’clock withdraw quickly! You will be cut off soon!!”

He stepped into the half-meter range affected by the amplification magic, and issued instructions anxiously, but this time the ever-changing battlefield did not give Mo Tan a chance. The mutants who came over forcibly forced back the three teams, screaming and rushing towards the left side of the battle line, and the team trapped in the enemy group had been completely cut off in front of the main force to the right, becoming a lone army with at least one A lone army that couldn't get any support for ten minutes.

Mistakes came after all. There is no organization in this area at this moment, and the three battle sequences are completely mixed together. As long as he has physical strength, he will be pulled to the frontline fighting battlefield. Or missed a point?
【Wait a minute, I remember that I should have asked them to withdraw just now, why.】

Mo Tan was in a trance for a while, and at this moment, the "lone army" with only four people had successfully attracted the attention of those domineering mutants around.

"It's over!"

The big orc man desperately brandishing his warhammer in an attempt to open a passage was full of bitterness. Although he had worked very hard, the so-called bloody road could not be killed at all. Ten seconds later, he could not even advance towards the position.

"Then fight them."

Two human girls stood back to back with determination on their faces, and said loudly: "Help buy two minutes, let's detonate our own magic power and go back with them."

"No need."

Wearing a black and white two-color robe, the pure and sweet 'Great Onmyoji Gu Xiaole' shook his head and lazily raised his hands.

The next moment, two things appeared in front of her.
On the left is a pale white tablet.

On the right is a bright red talisman.

"[Psychic Secret Art - Ghost Realm]!"

She suddenly threw the tablet into the air, and then crushed the talisman that was constantly 'struggling'.
[Yin Yang Yi Shu - Paper Egret]! "

Chapter four hundred and fortieth three: the end

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