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Chapter 120: Blood-Chasing Tactics

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    It was as if a huge blue-gray ship with a pointed roof broke out of the water with a terrifying sound. The water level suddenly dropped by a hand's height, and everyone in the corridor was cast in its shadow.  The knights were roaring and trying their best to pull the black-haired companion back, but it was too late.  When the giant's upper and lower jaws bite together, it's like thousands of sharp stalagmites colliding with each other. The force contained in the sound leaves no doubt that flesh and blood will be as fragile as cotton wool.  With a pop, the huge monster fell straight back into the water, setting off a wave as high as a person. Everyone in the suspended corridor was knocked down by the oncoming water. Pooh's eyes were blurred, and his ears were filled with the sound of tide.  She choked and coughed desperately, and water was discharged from her trachea and nasal cavity, followed by nasal mucus and gastric juice. She tried her best to retching, and her face turned red from holding it in.  The girl was trembling all over, the aftertaste of fear still controlling her limbs.  "Ah!!!" When the purple color on her lips subsided, Mrs. Scindia's sharp scream broke through the sky, as if an ice pick had been pierced into her head.  The female artist pointed to the section of the suspended corridor, where the black-haired knight originally stood. His fellow knights were still holding on to his legs, but their body length was only half of its original length.  Pooh stopped breathing for a second, but immediately realized that there was no bloody scene.  But the black-haired knight is still alive. He has become a little man, only half his original height, and his clothes and clothes have shrunk in proportion to the original size.  Pooh looked at her savior in shock. She got up inexplicably and stared at her body in astonishment.  "Ah!" Mrs. Sindia took a breath and continued to scream.  Everyone's eyes finally focused on the general. He stretched out one hand, his thumb clasped on the second knuckle of his little finger, and the other three fingers were thrust out like sharp swords. His spell-casting gesture was as steady as a towering pine in the wind. He was the only one who was not shaken by the waves.  Knocked over person.  He said: "Stay away from the water." The general picked up Pooh by the collar and dragged her to the wall, strangling her until she was suffocated.  The brown-haired knight tried to comfort Lady Cynthia, but the latter was out of control, clawing and kicking as if everyone around her was trying to kill her, leaving the knight in a state of embarrassment.  "Madam, please calm down!" "Ah!" She raised the note by a level.  "You might attract things in the water!" the brown-haired knight yelled, with prominent blood vessels in his neck.  "Ah!" The general let out a breath, stepped to the side, pushed the brown-haired knight away, and then slapped him with his backhand, sharp and clear. "Pop!"  "Mrs. Sindia was like a mother duck being strangled by the throat. Her eyes widened and her vision regained focus. Then she hugged the silver-haired knight and started howling. The little pity Winnie had at the beginning was gone - he was really crying.  It's ugly. "How can you treat a frightened lady" the black-haired "little" knight interrupted angrily: "Knight Colum, Knight Effie, Knight Annot.  According to the Essien Military Law and Wartime Regulations, I, Kirstin, the former general of the Northern Standing Army of the Kingdom of Essien, require you to accept my command and obey my orders to protect the safety of the Essien citizens.  Do you accept the relationship of power and responsibility until the danger is over?  "The silver-haired Effie broke free from the entanglement of the artist's octopus and said hesitantly: "But it's not war time now, and we belong to the Order of the Knights of the Holy See, not active soldiers" General Kirstin waved his hand vigorously:  ¡°Accept it, or don¡¯t accept it.  "The three knights exchanged glances, and the silver-haired Effie replied: "At this moment only, out of respect for your past reputation, we accept any order that does not violate the purpose of the knights.  He took the lead in hugging his chest, followed closely by the brown-haired Colen, and the black-haired Annott refused: "I accept it out of the responsibility of a soldier."  But I will never forget your atrocities against ladies.  "Then he also saluted. "Thank you for saving me, but what is this?  "He pointed to half of his height. General, he shook his finely wrinkled eyebrows and gave a capable question full of military characteristics: "Three-ring transformation system, [Human Reduction Technique].  What on earth did you come to the song tower for?  " The knights were ashamed for a few seconds and immediately drew their sidearms. The sword was the knight's second life, but weapons were not allowed to enter the song tower. After repeated protests by the knights, Master Ye Phosphorus only told them that magic can create everything. They  They applied for high-quality iron ore, but couldn't get a hammer and anvil; they found comprehensive weapon instructions in the library, but they had no casting experience. They had to use extraordinary means to solve conventional problems.  There are a large number of spells prefixed with [Fire] in the public spell pool. It is not difficult to melt the ore. What is difficult is to obtain high-quality molten iron within the short spell duration. The knight tries to crush the ore, but how to make it fine and fine.  Equal mineral powder became a problem, and this problem hindered them for a whole month until the Aston scholar accidentally mentioned the concept of sound waves in the natural history class.Only then did the scholars realize that the essence of sound is vibration.  A novel and extremely destructive second ring [Smashing Sound Wave] solves the problem.  The second-ring evocation system [Fire Sphere] is a very interesting spell. Although the sphere moves slowly and will not explode, its sustained and stable high temperature is very good. This makes the structure of the furnace more worry-free and does not need to consider the intake of wind.  .  They piled mineral powder in a stone crucible, summoned a blazing orb to sink into the center, and used [Pyrotechnics] to produce smoke carbon particles instead of charcoal. After melting the mineral powder, they filtered out the impurity slag, and the molten iron was cooled to obtain iron ingots.  .  If you don¡¯t have a sword mold, you can use [Protection from Fire Damage], and take turns melting high-temperature iron ingots with your hands to make sword embryos.  The three knights cooperated with each other, one used [Burning Technique], and the other two controlled [Bigby's Assault Palm] power fists as forging hammers. When Mrs. Cyndia began to try to play with illusions to gain reputation at the banquet,  , they are forging swords.  When merchants calculate the output-to-profit ratio of the spell pool, they are forging swords.  While the generals broke apart spells and crushed them and wrote military treatises, they forged swords.  After three months of banging and banging, dozens of sword embryos were scrapped.  They have also been advised to stop, even if they succeed.  But Master Ye Phosphorus and the Grand Knight Commander expressed their support with silence.  In the final quenching step, [Ice Ray], [Burning Hand] and [Repair Technique] were repeatedly polished and maintained, and finally three knight swords of ordinary texture were obtained.  The knights' four months of hard work made them extremely proud, but what they didn't know was that the members of the Ministry of Outer Laws had very limited spell slots every day, and the casting consumed a large number of additional first- and second-level spells, as well as the inventory in the spell pool.  There are not many, third-level spells that must be applied for in advance.  These were paid at huge monetary and other costs by their supporters, the Order of the Knights.  The cost was enough to arm a 200-man guard, but the Grand Knight Commander never said a word.  The black-haired Annott drew out his proud modified half-hand sword, which now looked like a long dagger.  "Change me back quickly!" The general said: "I don't know how to dispel spells. I can only wait for them to expire automatically. Does anyone know what it was just now?" Pooh, who was almost ignored, said timidly: "It seems it seems like a strip.  "Big fish." "Idiot, it's a shark, I've seen it before!" Mrs. Sindia screamed and immediately regretted it when she realized that everyone was staring at her.  Cover your face quickly.  The water washed away the lead powder and chalk on my face, one by one.  "Don't even look at me." "What kind of fish?" A group of inland people with more than ten generations of ancestry looked at each other. The sea was too far away from them.  "Shark. A kind of carnivorous fish that lives in salt water. The year before last, a dwarf from Black Gold Bay brought a wax specimen to me. He said that this thing would go crazy instantly when it smelled blood, tearing up and swallowing any living thing in the water.  "How big are the specimens?" Mrs. Cynthia compared them, and only one of them was longer.  "What kind of perception does it rely on, eyes or ears?" The artist shook his head blankly.  "Huh?" Silver-haired Effie discovered something. There were a lot of debris pushed up by the waves on the walkway. He pierced something with his sword and picked it up.  At first, Winnie thought it was a whole chicken that was about to rot. When she saw the five clear toes, she almost vomited.  "The little boy's left foot has turned white from running, all the blood has drained out, and the flesh and skin are swollen." Cod Everyone turned blue, waiting for the general's order.  The situation is more serious than imagined. Someone is already dead. You must save yourself before the tower master comes.  Comparing the circular corridor on the second floor to a donut attached to the tower, five adults and one girl were trapped on half of the donut. The way up was broken and the way down was submerged underwater.  There is malice hidden in the gentle water, as if there is a row of sharp teeth under each ripple.  Among these people, Winnie is the weakest and most powerless. Even Cyndia, who is as stupid as a hen, has a reputation and status that make the knights willing to protect her.  After experiencing cold water and fear, she especially longed for someone she could rely on.  Winnie had nothing. She groped her whole body trying to find something to support her courage, but she only found a piece of soaked waffle.  Thinking of Mr. Businessman's determination when he turned around and ran away, Pooh let go and left the muffin in his pocket.  She hugged herself tighter and shivered.  "Spread out." The general commanded. "With the size of that fish, one pounce can hit us all. The corridor is too narrow. Everyone sticks to the wall and keeps a distance of 10 Sami. Please listen to the weapon enchantments of the three of you.  I'll use it again. Defend in place and wait for rescue." Everyone except Mrs. Sindia thought the strategy was reasonable.  Pooh and Mrs. Sindia are arranged at both ends of the donut, and the others are in the center. This ensures that several combat forces can support each other as quickly as possible.  Mrs. Scindia was unwilling to move because there was only one direction to escape from the two-stage position, and she felt insecure.  She knew it was useless to plead with the general, so she pulled the knights hard, and finally the black-haired Annott took the initiative.?Go and trade places with her.  Then, who will exchange with yourself?  All Winnie could have was the weakness and helplessness of a little girl. She looked at the general, bit her lip, and exposed the tips of her fingers that had just been scratched on the stone slab, and three nails were split.  The general looked at the wound and nodded slowly, "You stand in the center." Pooh finally breathed a sigh of relief, there was still someone willing to protect her.  The six people spread out and listened quietly to the rise and fall of the water.  The circular corridor is not wide, from the base of the wall to the edge, but only as wide as two people walking side by side and as wide as Pooh's stride. So when the water waves rise, some of them will rush towards Pooh, and then slowly flow back to the water along the floor.  The water touched the split nails again and again, which was painful.  Vinnie had to think of something else to ignore the pain.  Cod is dead.  This thought tortured her, that arrogant, aggressive little bad guy, the guy who liked to wag his tail at Mrs. Sindia, died like a ball of meat paste, torn, ground, and wailed in the teeth of the big fish.  These thoughts were worse than the pain, and she forced herself to change the topic.  Can the big fish see her?  can you hear?  Or is it tracking calories like a snake?  She recalled some of Mrs. Scindia's nonsense words.  "He said that this thing would go crazy instantly when it smelled blood, tearing apart and swallowing any living things in the water" Pooh was stunned, the water wave unknowingly became bigger, it hit her waist just now, and now it has sprayed  When it reaches the neck, the water flows down the shoulders and arms, dripping from the fingertips, taking away a trace of scarlet from the wound and flowing back into the water.  Her teeth began to chatter and she looked to the left, the general 10 Samy away.  "General, can I change positions?" General Kirstin's eyes were firm and his voice was emotionless.  "Stay there, Pooh, don't move." He knew it!  He did it on purpose!  Pooh felt cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.  I thought the general would pity her because she was injured, but in fact it was because she was injured and had tactical value that she could stay here - she was the bait.  The corridor is not wide. If she stays at both ends, sharks will rush up. Several combatants are crowded into a narrow space, and they cannot swing their swords horizontally.  In the central position, they can double-team from both sides, so the bait should stay in the center of the corridor.  The waves got bigger and slapped Pooh on the face, and she took half a sip.  The thing under the water realizes that as long as the water surface is stirred vigorously, it can taste a little bit of the flavor, which makes it extremely excited.  The general cannot name this arrangement, because then the knights will insist on bandaging Pooh and then bleed themselves to serve as bait.  This is equivalent to sacrificing a "horse" to replace a useless "soldier". The general will not allow this to happen, and it is not in line with the optimal allocation of troops.  Pooh thought bitterly: Yes, Cod, you are a "soldier" like me, but you were eaten earlier.  She wanted to ask the knights for help, even if it would offend the general, even if it would ruin the tactics.  "I" A streamlined black shadow broke out of the water and rushed towards her.
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