Chapter 889： ?Pap?/a>

Chapter 889

Break engagement refers to a style of playing that bypasses the battle clusters in a war and directly destroys the line of communication and supply lines behind the opponent.

To put it simply, you beat you and I beat mine.

This kind of play that kills a thousand enemies and loses 800 is not fighting power, but war potential and strategic depth.

The Duke of "Oslo" is backed by the entire Freiagarde Empire. Even if the remaining 6,000 soldiers are left as abandoned children for the players to kill, it will only be a negligible loss to the empire.

However, the players only have one "Fendorf collar". If the Duke of "Oslo" is allowed to burn it all the way in such a light dress and simple manner, their operations in the past few months will be directly washed out, and the displaced victims will become them. A huge burden that is difficult to solve.

Luo Jie never doubted the determination of a feudal empire to conquer rebellion.

For the ruler, the common people are like weeds in the ground. As long as they are not uprooted, even if they are cut from time to time, they will grow extremely luxuriantly in a short time.

What the rebels shake is the foundation of their rule. If they are not cleared in time, let alone the weeds in the ground, even the grassy land will no longer belong to them. This is something that no ruler can tolerate.

"Captain Night Dire, it seems that the Duke of "Oslo" is forcing us back to defend the Fendorf collar..." "I'll beat the tiger tonight" unwillingly hit the table with a punch, got up and urged: "Let's go now. Well, if it’s too late to go back, I’m afraid people will copy it from my hometown."

Luo Jie did not move, but tapped on the map on the desktop, shook his head and said: "It is too late. Because of the change in tactics, now the Duke of "Oslo" has seized the initiative. Even if we go to chase now, it is estimated that we can only watch. To the burning villages and towns. "

"I'll hit the tiger tonight" gradually calmed down, and sat back to his original position.

The other dozens of people in the audience also did not speak, because Luo Jie was telling the truth.

Get rid of the cumbersome "Oslo" Duke of the infantry, and in terms of mobility, they are almost the same as them, and they set off a few hours earlier. Even if they chased in the rear, they could only passively follow their **** and eat ashes.

And in case the opponent set ambush halfway, turn around and give them a carbine. Don't look at there are only a few hundred cavalry, still enough for the players to drink a pot.

"I'll go." Luo Jie took a deep breath and pushed away the chair to stand up, "I am the only one who has a high-speed flying vehicle. I will rush to the Duke of "Oslo" to stop them first. You will then outflank them and say no. We must be able to solve this confidant problem at once. "

"Emerald Cactus" frowned, worrying: "Is this... too dangerous? Although the battlefield effect has dropped from a few thousand to a few hundred, you can only have one person, Captain Nightmare, after all."

"Yeah, the battle formation effect in this world is really tricky." "Holy Radiance" also exhorted, "Night, or I will go with you, just taking me should not slow down too much... and , I can be your shield, bless you BUFF, and milk you if necessary."

"Uh, please say "reply" normally. "

Luo Jie got goosebumps inexplicably about this statement. To be honest, when "Holy Radiance" was a man, he never resisted this statement so much.

"OK." A certain golden and heavy-armored Valkyrie is kind, "I can reply you with a mouthful of milk if necessary."

Luo Jie: "..."

Are you an Italian or a New Zealander!

...

Luo Jie still did not take the bottle on the road.

It's not that he is too big, but that this blockade is not dangerous for him.

That’s right, the tragic atmosphere of “the wind is slack and the water is cold” before is entirely for others to see.

Such a low-key is not for the so-called "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger", but just not wanting to be taken for granted-it's like borrowing money from one hundred to one hundred and ten thousand to one hundred for others. The inner feeling is completely different.

Flying at full speed in the 【Cunning Doll·Lucifer·Type One】, Luo Jie only took less than half an hour to catch up with the Duke of "Oslo" and his cavalry regiment.

Of course, the word "catch up" may not be appropriate.

The opponent did not seem to intend to move on at all, but lined up neatly on a spacious wilderness, standing silently in the rain waiting for his arrival.

Call—!

Under the rapid chanting of several magic officials, a super huge magic array with a diameter of tens of kilometers appeared in the sky of thousands of meters, and the dark clouds in the range rolled and tumbling rapidly retreated to the surroundings, revealing the clear sky with the bright sun behind.

"Weather Magic?"

Luo Jie raised his head and looked at the dazzling sunlight, the expression on his face did not reveal the slightest surprise.

In other words, if he hits such a big thunder, he will disperse these thunder clouds as soon as possible.

It's a pity that the Duke of Mustache has made such a big scene, but he doesn't know that he is not a Thunder Specialization at all. Moreover, the one-minute accumulating concave shape of the "True Lightning Light Sword", he can't even think about it. Use this deadly move without protection.

"I guess you will come."

The Duke of "Oslo" sat on the horse, proudly looking up at the young man in black standing on the pitch-black giant sword.

"So, is this a trap set specifically for me?"

"If I have time, I will set a trap, but you came too fast." The Duke of "Oslo" drew the gorgeous long sword from his waist, pointed it at Luo Jie in the sky, and said solemnly: "I, Freyagar The first Grand Duke of the German Empire, Oslo Al Gustav, recognizes that you are a strong man who is qualified to fight me, not as a counter-thief. I allow you to report your name!"

Luo Jie smiled disapprovingly, a scarlet long knife flashed in his hand, and the splendid flame surrounded the blade, like clusters of blooming manzhushahua.

"But I don't want to say."

—"Breath of Flame, Type of Wu, Flame Tiger"!

Following the faint words, a group of scorching flames fell from the sky, and the front end was like a tiger's fierce blood basin, and it rushed directly to the battlefield below. The terrifying heat wave instantly evaporated the water on the earth, and the thick white mist turned towards It was rolling around.

"This heat... how is it possible!"

The face of the Duke of "Oslo" changed drastically.

The power and resistance of the same type of magic are directly proportional. He believes that his fire type magic is no better in the entire empire, and it is even more unlikely that anyone will harm him with fire type magic, but the tiger-head-shaped flame in front of him The terrifying heat he carried gave him a fear of facing flames for the first time when he was a child.

Infused the fire element into the long sword, the Duke of "Oslo" swung a sword light to meet the roaring flame tiger, and shouted at the same time; "Magical Officer! Raise the fire shield!"

The dozen or so magic officers who protected in the center of the team began to chant at high speed, while the giant elemental shield faintly glowing with orange light filled the sky like a bubble blowing from the magic circle slowly rotating.

boom! Bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Sudden gunshots continued to resound across the sky, and the back of the magic official who was concentrating on singing spells burst out clusters of fire, and the blazing flames spread throughout the body in a blink of an eye.

"what-!"

Under the defensive bonus of the military formation effect, the magic officer who was shot did not die on the spot. The burning pain caused them to let out heart-piercing screams, struggling and rolling all over the floor.

Magic chanting was interrupted, and the huge shield that had not yet formed was also turned into scattered magic elements and shattered.

"There are other enemies!"

The cavalry regiment's rear team quickly turned around, and saw a slender black-haired woman hovering above the army formation. A pair of dark bat wings flapped slowly behind her. The bullet that attacked the magic officer was the gold from her hand. Fired from the ivory decorated front flintlock.

It is the blood bride "Xiaping Reika" equipped with [Steinberger]!

"Bowman! Shoot her down!"

Amidst the trembling sound of the bowstrings, dense arrows flew up into the sky, but under the influence of the passive skill "Innate Charm" of the [Great Succubus] bloodline, they passed by without any precision, just like the legendary Stroke arrow method.

A pair of beautiful eyes of "Xiaping Linghua" suddenly lit up with gold and silver cold glow, like the vertical eyes of cold-blooded animals, and the crossbowmen who stared at each other fell into a sluggish state. UU reading looked strange. With a smirk, he erected the flagpole under him neatly.

—[Gold and Silver Magic Snake Eye·Ying Pattern Array]!

"Be careful! It's an illusion! Don't look into this woman's eyes!"

Relying on the blessing of the military formation effect, several silver knights quickly broke free from the **** illusion, ignoring the wet pants, and panting for warning.

However, it was too late at this time, and all the people who turned around in the back line began to twitch and fall off their horses one after another, falling into the cloudiness.

Uh…

Luo Jie was also quite surprised by this result. He remembered that the military formation effect's illusion resistance should not be that weak. Perhaps it might be related to the bloodline of "Xiaping Linghua" and the illusion of "Yingwen formation".

The Duke of "Oslo" only looked at the pair of gold and silver vertical pupils for a moment, and he felt that his whole body was surging, and he couldn't help but be surprised and angry.

"You actually have collusion with evil creatures like succubus!"

There is something at home today, the number of words is less, forgive me.

(End of this chapter)