Quadruple split.

Chapter 804

Same day
Game time PM17:48
The extreme north of the realm of innocence, somewhere in the territory of the holy mountain Sumer
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Dressed gorgeously, the potbellied Griphook Gold Thread urged loudly. The robe on his body, which cost at least two thousand gold coins as a base, was almost soaked in sweat. His round light green face was full of panic, and he wore Two large dark circles under his eyes, he looked tired and haggard, and the private soldiers who surrounded him and the large number of Whispering Sect colleagues who did not surround him were not much better.

They have been running for nearly a day and a night. Even though the vast majority of people in this team can recover their physical strength and energy with the power of whispering, such a long time of rapid march still caused a great burden to everyone. The high-level combat power or the believers who are deeply immersed in the whispering doctrine are fine, but those NPCs who have only experienced baptism once and their magical attainment is only at the same level as Goshawk have already begun to fall into a high level of fatigue. On the one hand, they have not closed their eyes since last night until now, and they are sleepy caused by high mental state. On the other hand, they have been highly overdrawn by continuously using the power of whispers to renew their physical strength, and it is difficult to squeeze out any more strength.

There is always a limit to deceiving yourself. Even if your muscles and bones are temporarily limped and you feel fierce and awesome, when the lie is over, the soreness will still be sore.

Of course, this is only for the ordinary level of whispering power. If it can be replaced by a higher-quality evil god technique, such as Lucius Lestrange or Archbishop Eden's level of power, it will be great. There won't be any load caused by the operation of 'recovering physical strength and mental head'. Of course, if those two were here, the reinforcements gathered here from all over the northeast continent would not be able to run like this.

Well, it's time for Huo Yanyang and the others to run away
However, Griphook Gold Thread is neither Lucius nor Eden, he is just a person who took the initiative to approach the Whispering Sect to exchange funds for power in order to further his business, so even though he is on his own three-acre land There is no opponent in the mall, but on the current battlefield, the role he can play is very limited by smashing himself into a 'Whispering Bishop' with money.

But even so, the choice he made was still not wrong. After receiving the latest combat intention conveyed by Goshawk and being attacked by unknown people immediately afterwards, there was really nothing wrong with the decision to retreat immediately. What's more, at the beginning, he was still thinking about whether to fight back and try it.

After all, the Whispering Sect would not randomly appoint a truly mediocre person to be in charge of a large army, even if it was a patchwork of stragglers.

So the approach of pulling the ring is correct.

And as long as his approach is correct, it is absolutely impossible to break away from the No. [-] to No. [-] plans prepared in advance by Mo Tan.

In fact, even if he made a wrong judgment, it would still be difficult to break away from the scope of plans No. [-] to No. [-].

Just like playing chess, if you want to break the game, reverse or go further, your options are always limited, but if you exceed this option, then it is probably a bad move.

It is true that there are people who can jump out of the box with ingenious strategies, but according to Mo Tan's judgment, at least among the Whispering Cultists Su Mir faced, there is no such person.

To sum up, the whole battle situation, at least the whole battle situation so far, is still under the control of Mo Tan, and there is no such thing as Chao Gang.

"Master Gold Thread."

A black shadow descended from the sky, and on the chubby griffin, the knight with a face as heavy as water nodded to Griphook Golden Thread, respectfully saying, "I'm back."

"Mr. Goshawk!"

Griphook immediately showed a look of anticipation, staring at him with a pair of eyes that were a little slack due to exhaustion, and asked tremblingly, "Are those damned heretics still behind?"

Goshawk didn't speak, just shook his head wearily.

"Damn!"

Griphook immediately uttered an exasperated roar, gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't those damned bastards tired!!"

Goshawk smiled wryly, shook his head in a low voice and said, "I'm afraid they really won't be tired."

"Accelerate, let everyone accelerate!"

Griphook grabbed his fairly thick gray hair, looked around at those colleagues who were obviously exhausted, tapped his throat with his index finger, and said in a deep voice: "We are almost at Snowdove Hill Already, the main force led by Lord Lucius is there to support you, please support me."

Under the blessing of [Meditation], most of the people heard his order, and after knowing that they were about to be safe, they gritted their teeth and increased their speed by half.

And Griphook smiled dryly at the knight who was also obviously tired: "Mr. Goshawk, get in the car and take a rest first, and I hope you will send a letter to Lord Lucius in a while, asking him to send someone Accept us."

"Serve yourself."

Goshawk was not hypocritical, and after feeding Dudu half a bottle of potion, he jumped onto the car where Griphook was, sat cross-legged in the corner and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

And this team speeded up under the urging and instigation of Griphook again, and drove towards Xuejiu Hill with all their strength, just to get rid of the pursuers behind them!
Those cruel, terrifying, red-eyed, tireless, lingering, and nonexistent pursuers.

That's right, those so-called pursuers don't actually exist
In fact, as early as three hours ago, Huo Yanyang, who had been hanging behind this cultist team, had quietly turned around.

As for Griphook's misjudgment, in the final analysis it was just a deliberately created misunderstanding.

As a player who belongs to the Whispering Sect in this regional world quest, Goshawk cannot lie to his "insiders" in principle, and he did. He didn't say that before Lucius More than half a lie, the same is true in front of Griphook and Gold Thread.

From last night to now, as the scout with the most maneuverability in the air, Goshawk would ride a beep to carry out high-altitude reconnaissance every once in a while. The reports are all the truth that there is nothing wrong with 'the enemy is still chasing us', but after the gang of self-proclaimed 'survey Corps' mixed troops turned around, Goshawk's expression changed
When he, who also hadn't closed his eyes for almost a whole day (although it didn't matter), drove Dudu back to the side of Griphook wearily, shaking his head with a bitter face, everything was silent.

[It's too late, there's no such thing as chasing soldiers, we don't even have a human hair behind our buttocks. 】

Goshawk shaking his head thought so.

[Haven't given up yet?Haven't given up yet!Why haven't those damned guys given up yet!Could it be that they are hard-hitting! ? 】

Looking at the goshawk shaking its head vigorously, Griphook thought so.

Then Goshawk said honestly: "I'm afraid they really won't be tired."

After all, most of Huo Yanyang's group are players. Although there is a physical limit, players who are at least less sleepy than NPCs are much more energetic than these cultists who have been kicked out. .

So, forty minutes later, the Whispering Sect support troops, who were exhausted from top to bottom, finally arrived at their destination, which was within the control range of the main attacking force at Xuejiu Hill.

So far, there are [-] surviving members of the support force, minus one Goshawk who belongs to the main attacking force, and a total of [-] people have been reduced. Among them, the players who were shocked on the spot last night were offline About [-] people, less than [-] players and NPCs disappeared in the chaos, and another [-] people were actually killed by the "Survey Corps".

Obviously, the massive raid last night hardly caused too much damage to the Whispering Religion's support troops, so that even if those who were offline and lost were all counted as killed in battle, it was far from hurting their bones. .

But
They lost the camp on Blowing Snow Peak, they were forced to join the main force unplanned, they almost exhausted themselves to the point of collapse, they... brought false information to Lucius.

Game time PM18:39
In the territory of the holy mountain Sumer, the command tent of the main force attacking the mountain in the northeast parish of Xuejiu Hill
"You mean, you were raided by a force no less than your own?"

Lucius Lestrange narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the 'Whispering Bishop' Griphook Gold Thread in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "And then you ran away for almost a day and a night before you got here?"

The latter nodded vigorously, and said hoarsely, "Yes, my lord."

"But you don't seem to have much to lose."

Lucius stared into Griphook's eyes, and said word by word: "I need an explanation, an explanation that even when you were 'forced' into such a mess, you didn't even experience much wear and tear on the basic system. It's too strange to be chased for nearly twenty hours but only lost less than [-]% of its combat power, isn't it?"

Griphook swallowed nervously, summoned up his courage and said, "They attacked from the south, and we reacted fairly quickly, because we had orders from Archbishop Eden, and our subordinates organized everyone to attack the camp immediately after the attack. In the process, we found that the enemy had not made arrangements in the north of the camp, so after paying the loss of nearly a hundred people, we successfully distanced ourselves from the enemy.”

Lucius frowned slightly after hearing the words 'the enemy has not made arrangements in the north of the camp': "Go ahead."

"Then, um, maybe because of the dark night, the enemy didn't rush in, which made them waste a chance to bite us, at least that's what my subordinates think."

Griphook was making the defense that he had prepared for the entire journey, while carefully observing Lucius' expression, and continued: "After that, we started to reorganize the order on the road, but the enemy didn't seem to make unified arrangements. Although the offensive was fierce, they were relatively scattered. Instead of interfering with our speed, they slowed down their own rhythm. Later, after dawn, they accelerated their pursuit speed, but under the same exhausted situation, they had the divine power of our lord We are faster with blessings, so."

Lucius didn't let him continue, but raised his hand to interrupt: "What are the specific compositions of the enemies you encountered?"

"With a specific composition?"

"Occupational ratio, average combat power, and racial ratio."

Lucius frowned and explained lightly.

Then Griphook saw Khan, and even though he did give some well-founded explanations just now, he was really unable to give an answer when he tried to escape at the beginning when Lucius asked such detailed questions.

Fortunately, the goshawk standing aside helped him out in a timely manner.

"Master Griphook has been working hard to maintain order, so it shouldn't be possible to see too clearly."

Goshawk turned his head and glanced at Griphook, then pondered: "However, during several reconnaissance missions, my subordinates discovered some one-sided information."

"Say."

Lucius was succinct.

So Goshawk succinctly told the truth: "I saw many races, including humans, elves, and dwarves, but I didn't find any priests in it. Well, of course there are also a large number of orcs. The leader appears to be a young orc as well."

"Young orc?"

Lucius gently raised his pale and slender fingers and rubbed the center of his brows, before asking after a while, "An orc with red hair?"

"How do you know?"

Goshawk looked very surprised.

"Of course I know, because before you came, that red-haired orc led Sumir and his gang to repel dozens of our attacks."

Lucius sneered, and said bluntly: "I believe he is definitely a very skillful commander, even better than me."

Goshawk and Griphook didn't pick up on it, just lowered their heads silently. After all, Lucius could say something himself, and if those low-ranking people dare to talk casually, they will be idle and have nothing to do with him.

The silence lasted about half a minute
"You've been tricked, Griphook."

Lucius suddenly looked up at the goblin land rich man who was startled and trembled, and said in a deep voice: "Maybe you did arrange the order of the team in a short period of time, but this is by no means the reason why you were not bitten, in fact , if Goshawk is not mistaken, that red-haired orc will never make such mistakes as slowing down his rhythm and missing a good opportunity because of carelessness."

Griphook froze at that moment: "Ah, this"

"He did it on purpose. No matter whether he has enough combat power to kill you, he didn't intend to eat your troops. As for the purpose"

Lucius stood up, walked a few steps back and forth behind the chair with his hands behind his back, and after a while he stopped thoughtfully and said, "I'm afraid he has already achieved his goal, which is to drive this group of troops under you to the snow. Jiuqiu join me!"

"Why is this?!"

Griphook and Goshawk's eyes widened at the same time.

"It's simple."

Lucius turned around and looked at the wall-mounted topographic map behind him, gritted his teeth and said, "Look at our current location. To the west is the main peak of Sumer where the Holy Church United troops are stationed, and to the east is the base of the Holy Church United expeditionary force. , to the south is the army that has been chasing and killing you since last night, and the leader is still the red-haired orc."

He slammed his palm on the place marked Xuejiu Hill on the topographic map, and turned his head to look coldly at the two behind him.
"Three-way encirclement!"

Chapter seven hundred and ninety seventh: the end

(End of this chapter)