Chapter 92

"That's a good idea." kukas was a little stunned, and then remembered that he threw more than 20 javelins in a row when he attacked the enemy's baggage at night some time ago. "However, the short spear is not as good as the javelin. If it is replaced by the javelin, it will not only throw a long distance, but also use special skills to increase the power of the javelin. You should know that the short spear is not dedicated to throwing after all."

"OK! I'll send someone to the armory to gather some javelins for you. I hope you can kill more enemies on the battlefield." the officer was very happy when kukas accepted his suggestion. He couldn't help clapping his hands, but he forgot that his legs were being treated by the doctor. Fortunately, the doctor shook the saw in front of him and sobered him up.

After two days of rest in the wounded camp, kukas set foot on the battlefield at once. But this time, apart from an intact siege hammer, he was accompanied by a large basket of javelins.

These javelins are shuttle shaped, thick in the middle and pointed at both ends. One end is equipped with a triangular barb head, on which a rough blood groove is carved. Apart from the iron head, the other parts of this javelin are made of wood. Although such a javelin is insufficient in weight, it is the most insidious. After hitting a person, the barrel breaks and the gun head will remain in the body. If you are lucky enough to survive, you will suffer greatly because you take out the gun head with barbs.

There were more than 100 javelins in the huge basket, and kukas carried two baskets in addition to carrying a basket. Fortunately, these javelins weighed only two pounds, and more than 300 javelins were easily brought to the city by him.

Hiding in a corner with a wide view, kukas put the siege hammer aside, found a shield from the ground to prevent the divine Archer from sneaking attack, and then carried a javelin and started hunting.

There is no run-up, only a strong force to throw it out. A heavy armor shield guard climbed up from the ladder to repel the soldiers in front of him, and then squatted on the ground to burst out fighting spirit to protect his companions behind. At this time, kukas's javelin was thrown.

A shrill whistling sound remembered from his hand, and the rotating javelin appeared in front of the shield guard. The one pound gun head hit the shield hard and made a loud noise. "Bang!" with a sound, the gun head was nailed to the shield. The fast rotating gun head easily tore the shield, and then pierced his heavy armor defense and pierced his body.

After solving the shield guard, kukas grabbed some javelins and placed them on the shield, and then quickly moved his body to snipe and kill the strong enemies who climbed to the top of the city.

Kukas' behavior greatly encouraged the friendly forces in the city. They didn't expect kukas to return to the battlefield again after just two days of injury, which made many soldiers who saw kukas's strength cheer.

Throw javelin after javelin, and rarely fail. Of course, the appearance of kukas once again caused the enemy God archers on the Yuntai car. Some divine archers did not hesitate to risk being hunted and killed by the divine archers on kukas's side and began to snipe kukas crazily. Although this reduced kukas's hunting speed several times, it also reduced the trouble of his own friendly forces by holding the other party's divine archer.

The killing went on all the time, and a large number of reinforcements brought materials to join the fortress defense, which made kukas and them a lot easier.

As the days passed, the frequency of fighting between the two sides became longer and longer, but the time of each attack was much longer. Often an attack lasts a day and a night before it stops. During this period, dozens of people of the Stuart Witt Empire broke through the city and then killed them in the fortress. But after paying huge casualties, they will be counterattacked by kukas again. And every time such a counter attack kills, a large number of sergeants will die.

Numb, yes, kukas insisted on killing on the head of the city for more than three months in this small fortress. The seemingly endless killing didn't stop until the first snow in winter fell.

After watching the stronghold of the Stuart Witt Empire disappear overnight, all the soldiers in the whole fortress cried excitedly. Kukas stood at the head of the city and roared loudly in the direction of the departure of the stuyavit empire.

"Roar! Roar!" the soldiers beat the shield hard to make a sound, so as to vent their excitement. Some soldiers even fainted directly after their tight spirit relaxed.

Kukas didn't cry. He just stood at the head of the city and shouted loudly. On this battlefield, he did not encounter any danger except for several sneak attacks by suspected second-class professionals. In addition to the physical fatigue caused by long-time killing, he gradually liked such killing.

Although the killing every day is crazy and dangerous, what kukas brings is a lot of pure fighting spirit and increasing golden liquid used to outline his talents. In just three months, the golden liquid he had accumulated was enough for him to open two new talents or add a talent level again.

After thinking for a short time, kukas chose to outline the fighting spirit of the second layer and restore mastery of this talent. Because he will stay in the sunset mountains for several years, there will be no lack of killing on the battlefield. Through the crazy killing for more than three months, he found that what he needed most was not a strong attack force, but a strong and lasting battle. What's more, if he chooses to restore his mastery of fighting Qi, he will spend a lot more time quenching his body with fighting Qi in his spare time in the future. In this way, he will enhance his strength again. That's why he made a choice without much hesitation.

As soon as the war was over, kukas couldn't wait to find a quiet camp and drill in. Outside the camp, dozens of familiar sergeants guarded for him to prevent others from rushing into the camp and disturbing his cultivation. Some of these Sergeants are low-level officers and some are ordinary soldiers, but no matter what their status, they are soldiers who were saved by kukas at the head of the city and lived until the end of the war.

Although it was winter, there was no fire pond in the camp, but kukas didn't care. He sat down on the cold earth and began to practice.

The mind was immersed in the fighting space. Under the traction of the secret method, the golden liquid hidden in the altar slowly flowed out of it, and then suspended in the air.

Kukas carefully sketched according to the patterns that appeared in his mind. Of course, these patterns automatically appear in his mind after he has accumulated enough golden liquid. When he consumes the golden liquid, those patterns will disappear again until he has accumulated enough golden liquid again. The more golden liquid he accumulated, the more talent patterns he could choose.

The upgrade of talent structure will also fail. If it fails, half of the golden liquid used for outlining will disappear directly. Such a heavy price makes kukas have to be careful in outlining.

The golden liquid condensed into a silk thread and then hovered in the air. Under kukas' control, not long after, a complex thirteen awn star structure appeared in his fighting space. Although the structure of the thirteen awns is the same as that of the first time, it is a lot more complicated when it is filled with words and symbols.

If the first-order fighting spirit recovery structure only needs to be filled with 100 characters and symbols, the second-order fighting spirit recovery structure needs to be filled with 200. As for the third-order structure, you need to fill 600, and so on. The higher the talent level, the more difficult it will be.

Gold liquid condensed words fall into the structure in a special order and orientation. Although he does not know these words and the meaning of doing so, it does not hinder kukas's work.

When the last character was branded in the structure, the pattern of the talent structure turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the altar in an instant. This structure then emerged on an edge of the altar. At the same time, kukas felt the whole fighting space tremble slightly, the chain extending from the altar was slightly stronger, and the thirteen flaming columns on the altar seemed to be thicker.

What makes kukas more happy is that the whole fighting space has expanded a little, and the expansion does not seem much, but it can speed up his practice of fighting spirit. Although it was only a little, it still excited him.

According to kukas's estimation, under the current conditions, he only needs two to three years to accumulate enough fighting spirit to be promoted to a second-order knight. Of course, all this must be carried out when he has enough time to cultivate fighting spirit. If there is a war for a long time, although frequent use of fighting spirit can make his fighting spirit more pure, the increase in quantity will be much slower. However, these are beyond his control. He just tries to make things better.

He took a long breath and touched his bald head he had just shaved. He laughed loudly. The sergeants guarding the door heard him laugh and rushed in.

"Success, no failure, direct success." excited, he patted the sergeants on the shoulder one by one, only grinning in pain. But they didn't say anything, just grinned and celebrated kukas's success. Of course, some of them broke out fighting spirit and became professionals, and some were ordinary soldiers, but all this did not hinder their life and death friendship brought about by the war.

"Come on, it's my treat. Let's go to the best restaurant and eat the best food. Then we'll call out those senior women to relax our brothers. If anyone likes men, I'll ask you for the most beautiful men." kukas shook his huge body and said loudly.