Quadruple split.

Chapter 454
No matter from which angle you look at it, Xia Lian is a very standard humanoid creature, even if she is the first saint of the Aurora Sect, even if her real combat power is so powerful, even if she has lived for hundreds of years, But she is still just a tree elf with a height of [-] centimeters, and if she is stretched to death, she just looks better.

Before the mutants were transformed, they were basically standard humanoid creatures. There were humans, orcs, elves, lizardmen, etc. among them. It is true that Wenqiu's talent of [pathological changes] made these ordinary people become faster and healthier. Stronger and more resistant to beatings, but it did not transform it into a taller, bigger, and more conspicuous one.

Then comes the problem.
Across a distance of nearly [-] meters, when a saint without gorgeous light effects and hundreds of monsters pile up on the long bridge to fight to the death, will it make people feel that they stand out from the crowd and are different?

The answer is of course no.

So no matter how good the eyes of the observer of the warship and Captain Paula are, at first glance, you can only find that there are many monsters crowded at the bridgehead, and it is difficult to find that there is also a man carrying an iron sword performing Xia Ji Bashang Xia Lian.

Therefore, the reinforcements of the Principality of Scarland would come to such a series of conclusions as a matter of course-a lot of monsters, saving people is like putting out a fire, time is running out, and cannons are firing to bombard his mother.

Then a round of calibration shooting was completed in the first place.

The good news is that many mutants were blasted into the sky and died, and Xia Lian didn't die.

The bad news is that Xia Lian and those mutants were also blasted into the sky, and the well-trained gunners on the [Wrath] completed a new round of reloading in less than two seconds, skillfully igniting the fuse .

"Yaoshou wow!!"

Her Highness the Saintess, who is extremely physically fit, thumped twice, and just as she reacted, she heard the second round of deafening roars. The elf's innate keen sense of hearing told her that the power and coverage of this round of bombardment were conservatively estimated. It was three times bigger than before, and Xia Lian, who had already guessed what happened, immediately screamed, scrambling to the other end of the long bridge, and narrowly escaped from the bombing area.

Aristocrat only felt a slender black shadow (exploded) flash in front of him, and then he found himself being grabbed by the collar and rushed out all the way. When he was put down who had started to roll his eyes, the [suffocation] in the character panel had already There are almost four layers stacked, and there is a whole field of mutants in front of it.
Well, it spread out evenly.

"It actually came."

Standing beside him, Xia Lian murmured in a low voice, the long sword in her hand slammed on the ground with a clang, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Reinforcement. Reinforcement from the Principality of Scarland, that boy Black Van is really hit the bet."

The roar of the round after round has never stopped, and the scale is getting bigger and bigger. Except for the huge warship that can already vaguely see the figure, the three warships behind are two circles smaller. It has also crossed the body, pouring ammunition with those hideous engineering artillery, washing the bridge head like a divine punishment from the sky, plowing over the thousands of mutants over and over again, each burst of fire is accompanied by Dozens of charred bodies soared into the air.

Those gunners don't even need to aim!
"Damn."

Xia Lian suddenly thought that she also seemed to be "rising up into the air with scorched black" just now, and she gritted her teeth with a particularly ugly complexion, muttering in a low voice some incomprehensible words like what can be killed but not humiliated.

Well, it's actually pretty easy to understand.

After dozens of rounds of shelling, accompanied by a series of whistling sounds, a large number of ropes were thrown from the warships that were already within [-] meters of the long bridge, and all of them got stuck on the stone bridge between Xia Lian and the group of mutants without exception. Then, one after another, men or girls in white blouses, black turbans, and long swords and scimitars rushed onto the deck one after another, stepping on the branches with great momentum and balance. The strong rope rushed over, everyone's expression was very determined, and they were holding a safety belt on the rope under their feet with both hands, holding it tightly.

"I'm glad you're safe and sound, Your Highness Xia Lian."

Paula, who jumped directly from the deck of the [Wrath] onto the long bridge, descended from the sky, strode up to Xia Lian, who looked like an Ethiopian refugee, and took off her hat to the latter with a serious expression: "The Principality of Scarland is turbulent." Under the command of the troops, Paula Olsen, the captain of the [Wrath], was ordered by His Excellency to come to support the combined forces of Misha County."

Xia Lian nodded slightly, trying not to think about what happened to her being shelled just now, and said in a deep voice: "May the goddess bless you, and the Holy Church Union will remember your contributions to these innocent people."

Bah! !

A burst of flames exploded behind Paula, and two mutants who were lucky enough not to become fully mature flew out backwards, and a bloody hole the size of a fist appeared between their eyebrows at the same time.

"Ashamed."

Paula casually hung her gun the size of a hand cannon back to her waist, shook her head and said, "On behalf of the Grand Duke, I apologize for the dukedom's silence before. After this battle, Scarland will fully support the reconstruction of Misha County and bear all the responsibility. cost and manpower."

"Representing the Grand Duke?"

Xia Lian raised her eyebrows slightly, and then glanced at the musket on Paula's waist. After pondering for a moment, she suddenly laughed: "So that's it, you are the [Raging Olsen], I've heard about it for a long time. , Your Excellency, the most famous general of the Scarland Navy for his tactics and wisdom."

Paula smiled embarrassingly, shook her head and said: "You are too famous. What you say is best at tactics is actually just because my personal strength is completely incomparable with other generals. If you really want to talk about strategy, Admiral Mel Neither Admiral Darien is below me."

"[Speedy Mel] and [Iron Fist Darion]?"

The well-informed Xia Lian thought for a while, and looked at Paula curiously: "Actually, I have always been a little puzzled, how did you come up with these cool nicknames."

Paula shot again without looking back, instantly killing several mutants who had accidentally connected in a straight line, and put the guns back into the sheath. They were all chosen by other soldiers, mainly based on their personal characteristics. For example, Admiral Darian, he was given the title of 'Iron Fist' because he was very strict in running the army, and even made those unruly sailors more obedient than infantry. "

Xia Lian blinked: "Oh? Then where is your [Surge Olson]?"

"Big boobs."

"what?"

"Because the lower chest is relatively large, and I have been on a bumpy boat all year round, so..."

"Okay, stop talking."

Xia Lian let out a long sigh, and fell to the ground on her back under the double exhaustion of body and spirit, her face full of lovelessness: "I'm a little tired."

It was only then that Olsen noticed how embarrassed the saintess in front of him was. Not only was his body covered with black blood, but the original white robe was covered with scorched marks, and he exclaimed: "Those monsters are also Can you use artillery and explosives?!"

Aristotle, who had witnessed the whole process before, trembled, and then silently stuffed his fist into his mouth.

"Your initial salvo blasted away dozens of mutants at the front and saved my life."

Xia Lian looked at the 'turbulent' Paula expressionlessly, and said calmly, "By the way, I was blown up thirteen meters high."

Paula Khan came down at that time, and said angrily: "Which bastard gave the order to fire without seeing where His Highness is? Who is it?!"

The first officer who had just run over seemed to have heard clearly the words 'who ordered the fire' and 'who', and immediately said without thinking: "It's you, captain!"

Paula:"."

Xia Lian: "."

Aristocrat stuffed his fist into his mouth: "Puff, hiccup."

First officer: "???"

There was an awkward silence.

"Your Highness, let's keep this private."

Paula, who was about to cry, broke the silence, and then changed the subject bluntly: "Well, I'm actually very interested in the adult who can formulate and perfectly execute the Requiem plan until now. If there is a chance, I hope to meet with you He chatted, exchanged feelings."

Xia Lian stared at her with dead fish eyes: "Give up."

"what?"

"That kid has a girlfriend, and his breasts are bigger than yours. It's hard to look down and see the tops of your feet wearing witch boots that were popular two hundred years ago."

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Game time PM20:21
Yu Ying, who hadn't shown much since the end of the battle, silently appeared behind Mo Tan and Yu Chen, rubbing her shoulders wearily: "Well, the active ones are basically assembled, and they can give lectures at any time."

Yu Chen was terrified, patted his chest in shock, and looked back at Yu Ying bitterly: "Next time, don't show up so suddenly, okay?"

"The breasts are so bold, but they are quite small. Are you really a medical student?"

Because there was only one NPC nearby, Fuhrman who was in a coma (Taylor had already dealt with his injuries and left half an hour ago), so Yuying naturally left the state of "Mode's feelings" and stared at Yuchen with envy. The somewhat over-spec frontal armor spit out a slot.

Mo Tan coughed dryly, and forced the topic back on track: "How many people do we have?"

"One thousand two hundred and twenty-three."

Yu Ying sighed, put back her playful smile and said in a deep voice: "Excluding the seriously injured and ordinary people who were ordered not to fight any more, there are only [-] members of the joint force left, and the combat power must be at least [-]. [-]% off, even if our rest time is an hour longer than originally planned, at least [-]% off."

Yuchen clenched her little hands subconsciously. Although she already knew the battle damage in the third stage, the feeling that half of the original lives were left in the blink of an eye still made her very uncomfortable.

Not only her, I am afraid that all joint soldiers who know this number will feel uncomfortable
You must know that just a few hours ago, the total number of joint forces was still [-].

From a statistical point of view, [-] people exchanged nearly [-] mutants, which is definitely a near-miraculous victory.

But this does not mean that the 'price' paid can be understated by the word 'worth it'.

However.
Yuchen can be sad, Yuying can be sad, everyone in the joint army can be sad, except for one person.

"I see."

Mo Tan nodded lightly, and asked softly: "Have the candidates for the assault group assembled?"

"It's all assembled. They are all in the open space in the south not far from the big troops, although there are no big troops now."

Yu Ying smiled bitterly.

"Got it, I'll take a look."

Mo Tan didn't say much, but turned around and walked towards the west mountain wall, and then Yu Chen grabbed his sleeve and pulled him towards the south.

two minutes later
The three of Mo Tan (Yuchen simply changed his costume) came to the open space that Yu Ying had mentioned before, where a group of about [-] soldiers of the joint force did not know or deliberately did not inquire about the details. He was damaged in battle, so even though he was physically and mentally exhausted like most people, he still couldn't stop talking and laughing with the people around him, and kept saying many difficult words, and the atmosphere was quite happy.

They are the candidate members of the stormtroopers in the final stage of the Requiem project. Although their occupations, races, and strengths are different, they are in a sense the most special group of people in the entire joint force, even more powerful than the Paladins. Be special.

They are all players, their real bodies are lying in the game cabin, and they have become players who have been fighting in Misha County for a whole day in the form of someone from the realm of innocence.

Yuying looked at the same kind of people in front of her who hadn't noticed her, and tearing up a reel of amplified voice with a full face, she shouted loudly: "Everyone stop, the leader is lecturing!"

It was only then that everyone discovered Mo Tan, Yu Ying, and Yu Chen in a gray cloak and hood, but no one recognized that the girl who only showed half of her face and timidly hid behind the two of them was Her Royal Highness .

The noise fell silent for half a second, and then the scene quickly got out of control.
"Boss Black Fan! Boss Black Fan is amazing!"

"It's so handsome, seven or eight times as many enemies! Seven or eight times as many! We're all going to die!"

"Adjutant Yu Ying, why do we have to separate from those NPs? Uh! Why do we have to separate from the main force?"

"Brother Commander, do we have any special missions? I want to get back some blood!"

"Brother Hei Fan, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

(Yuchen rolled his eyes under the hood)
"Sister, don't think about it, Mr. Hei Fan must want His Royal Highness to give birth to monkeys for him!"

(Yuchen reaches out his small hand and twists Hei Fan's back)
"No way, everyone is so different."

"You don't understand that, the paper man's wife is also a wife!"

"that's true"

Yuying's veins throbbed violently, and immediately roared: "Shut up! Whoever BBs again will go to work in the alchemy workshop for three days!"

The audience was suddenly silent.
Mo Tan shrugged, walked slowly in front of everyone, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your cooperation. In fact, I do have a task that I want to give to everyone. Of course, it is voluntary."

Yu Ying silently tore open a soundproof scroll that had been prepared long ago.

The sound of the wind in the mountain pass is gone
Some people looked at Mo Tan with burning eyes, waiting for the next sentence.

Some people seemed to think of something, showing a thoughtful look.

"To put it simply, the final stage of the Requiem project requires a team."

Mo Tan didn't talk nonsense, but said straightforwardly: "Or a death squad, a death squad with a death rate as high as [-]% to [-]% visually, to open the way for everyone, to carry the first wave of the final battle. Shock."

His eyes swept over everyone, and after a few seconds of silence, he spread his hands.
"Excuse me, what do you think?"

Chapter four hundred and fifty first: The end

(End of this chapter)