I really don't want to be a disaster

The orcs relighted the bonfire, set up pots and pans, and happily cooked breakfast.

In the era of raging wars, being able to have a picnic in such a leisurely way is also a kind of joy in bitterness.

"Woooooo-"

Just shortly after they finished their breakfast.

The loud horn sounded as promised.

The ferocious orcs got up skillfully from the ground, picked up the mallets and wooden sticks and weapons beside them, patted their chests and screamed.

"Wow quack quack quack quack!"

Pan Zhengyi once again turned into an orc chief, and broke out of the fortress under the stars and the moon.

This time, Yi Lin didn't fly in the sky with a high profile.

The force of that hammer still made him feel a little bit terrified.

Yi Lin thought about it yesterday, that [Catastrophe-ridden] attack must have been released, and it was absolutely impossible to let it go.

But Muradin Wang Bronzebeard's sudden transformation from a dwarf to a five-meter tall figure seems to be a special mode, which can be immune to all negative states.As a result, Yi Lin's control skills cannot exert their due effects.

The two sides resumed fighting.

After Yi Lin understood the background view of the "burning war" world, she felt the atmosphere of the battlefield again this time, and she had a different experience.

Whether it is the alliance side or the tribe side, although the words and actions are still murderous and full of gunpowder, there is a bit more weird atmosphere of "swiping card to work".

Punch in and leave work on time.

This is the war between the Horde and the Alliance.

This time.

Yi Lin drove like a shadow, shot with two guns, and secretly picked heads in the melee.

He chose the most simple and rude "super-charged bullet" output mode, one shot at a time, simply and neatly.

His bullets passed directly through the peeping gap, and as soon as the bullet was ejected from the chamber, an innocent life was harvested and the corresponding chaos value was obtained.

Although this sneaky method of spawning monsters is not as efficient as yesterday's full firepower, it is worse than safety.

Muradin King Bronzebeard didn't come out of the battlefield again, and stayed deep in the enemy's formation.

This is also normal.

This war has been fought for three years, and everyone is tired and exhausted.But the two sides are evenly matched, and neither can completely wipe out the other in a wave of charge. This exhausting stalemate has also become inevitable.

Yi Lin's perception is released, covering the battlefield.

At this moment, he frowned slightly.

After experiencing yesterday's battle, the group of Mengxin who were driven away from the ducks on the shelves also moved much more neatly.

I saw quite a few people flexibly dodging the attacks from the enemy or the friendly side in the melee, and raised the bone-chopping knife with their backhand, tearing the opponent's armor with one blow, and killing their eyes red.

"There seems to be something wrong with this combat power."

Yi Lin asked in the team channel:

"Quiet, did Xu Zhiyong and the others mention anything special?"

"No, he said he's much better."

Xu Anjing bent her bow and set her arrows, and moved flexibly on the battlefield, like dancing elves. Every time an arrow was shot, an alliance soldier fell down, and the attack power was very high.

"In good spirits?"

"Ok!"

"Look at Xu Zhiyong, don't let him kill so many."

"it is good!"

The simple group chat is over.

Gouzi and Oda Mai are doing nothing on the battlefield.

Since Yi Lin said that killing too much would attract a strong counterattack from the enemy, they could only paddle logically.

In the melee, it is indeed tiring to take care of Mengxin from time to time.

But there is no way, who let every newbie represent 1000 death points?

The battle during the day lasted for three hours.

"Woooooooo..."

The horns of both sides sounded almost simultaneously.

The Horde Legion and the Alliance Legion shrank back tacitly.

This is halftime.

Before leaving, there was another mutual spray with strong camp characteristics.

During the three-hour fight, the Mengxin brought by Yi Lin's team lost more than a dozen people.

After one and a half days, only 73 people survived, which is very distressing.

The newbies were panting heavily, having survived the intense battlefield, they had no time to chat, and sat on the ground with indifferent expressions.

After experiencing the baptism of this wave of blood and fire, the newcomers look obviously a little different from yesterday.

It gives people the feeling that the boy has gone through the wedding night, the bridal chamber is festive, and there is a lot of bloody murderousness on his body overnight.

"Old Xu, show me your weapon."

During the intermission, Yi Lin came to Xu Zhiyong.

Xu Zhiyong and Mrs. Xu had a lot of wounds on their bodies, and after simple bandaging, they were not considered serious injuries.

Xu Zhiyong, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head blankly after hearing Yi Lin's voice.A few seconds later, Xu Zhiyong suddenly trembled, came back to his senses, and held the bone-chopping knife that had killed many alliance troops with still blood in his arms, shaking his head desperately.

"This is not acceptable! If the bone-chopping knife is given to you, we will not be able to survive."

"I just had a look."

"Look..." Xu Zhiyong's expression struggled, ferocious veins appeared on his forehead, and his whole body trembled violently as his emotions fluctuated.

At this time, Xu Anjing, who was not far from Xu Zhiyong, also noticed that Xu Zhiyong was in a bad state, stepped forward, hugged Xu Zhiyong tightly, and softly sang an ancient song in Xu Zhiyong's ear.

The songs Xu Jing sang did not use any language that could be understood.But the melody hummed softly seemed to have the power to stabilize people's hearts. Xu Zhiyong, who was trembling violently, was held in Xu Anjing's arms, and his expression gradually eased.

"I, you, I... quietly..."

After calming down, Xu Zhiyong, recalling the scene just now, was so frightened that he threw the bone-chopping knife far away, like throwing a hot iron.

Irene's heart moved.

The bone cutting knife was suspended in front of Yi Lin.

After a day and a half of fighting, the bone-chopping knife made of special material had a lot of cracks on it.

But it is not important.

Yi Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and some fine red lines appeared on the pale body of the bone-cutting knife at some point, which looked like veins of blood vessels, faintly exuding an evil aura.

"This rare weapon really has a problem!"

Xu Anjing combined with Xu Zhiyong's performance as if possessed just now, and then recalled the weirdness of these weapons that Yi Lin mentioned on the first day, and immediately concentrated his mind to feel them.Sure enough, in the vision of the pupil of the elf, the knife was entwined with red and black "color" breaths, and the faint coldness that came out made Xu Jingjing secretly startled.

"So that's it, this is a conspiracy."

After a while.

Yi Lin sighed softly, until now, he fully understood the difficulty of this novice trial.

Chapter 496

"There is indeed a problem with this weapon."

Yi Lin put the weapon back where it was.

But Xu Zhiyong didn't dare to pick it up.

"Yangmou?"

Xu Jingjing thought of Xu Zhiyong's weirdness just now, her heart was surging, and she vaguely figured out a key point.

Yi Lin didn't give a damn, and explained: "This is a trial for newcomers, and those who are summoned to this world are ordinary people without any 'ability'. They can tear them apart. Apart from this weapon given by Gul'dan Yanzu, they have no other way to keep themselves alive."

Hearing this, Xu Anjing's back felt chills.

"That is to say, even if they know that there is a problem with this weapon, they still have to rely on this weapon to survive in order to protect themselves."

Xu Jingjing's eyes were fixed: "Isn't this a mortal mission? This is the meaning of our assistance?"

"No, you are wrong again." Yi Lin didn't give Xu Anjing any face, and directly crushed her IQ, and said with a smile: "You should remember that there is a sentence in the initial mission prompt, right? A common friendly reminder, quite obviously."

"Please refrain from being too active and participate in the battle reasonably."

Xu Anjing recalled it for a few seconds before saying that sentence.

"That's right," Yi Lin nodded and smiled, "From this point of view, the key to surviving should be the grasp of a 'speed'. No wonder you have to set a three-day survival time. The most critical change should be in the Day three. Let’s take a step and see.”

Yi Lin was not in a hurry either.

"That weapon..."

Xu Zhiyong listened to the conversation between the two, and he, who was inexperienced, felt confused and couldn't understand.

But at the key point, he understood that this "task" is not that there is no way to survive.Moreover, Yi Lin's calm expression, which seemed to ignore this mission, also made Xu Zhiyong gradually calm down, as if he had taken a reassurance.

Just now.

"Woooooo-"

A loud horn sounded.

The orcs of the tribal legion became excited again, pushed the reserve apostles out of the fortress, and started the next wave of clocking in after the intermission.

"Use it first, it doesn't matter, trust me. But be careful, don't get too involved... The meaning is actually, do what you can, don't indulge in the power brought by the weapon."

Xu Zhiyong and Mrs. Xu were uncertain, but at this time, they had no choice but to trust the "senior" Yi Lin and Xu Anjing.

After a moment of hesitation, they could only carefully pick up their weapons again.This time, Xu Zhiyong no longer had the blankness and emptiness in his eyes, and became much calmer.

really.

Just as Yi Lin guessed.

After they kept a low profile and didn't wantonly score points on the battlefield, the opposite boss also didn't appear.

Although the Horde and the Alliance seem to be fighting back and forth, the speed of death and injury on both sides is still maintained in a delicate balance, slowly fading away.

When the number of surviving reserve apostles decreased, Yilin's team became much easier to take care of.

On the battlefield in the afternoon, the number of casualties was finally kept below five.

But Yi Lin also began to notice the strangeness of preparing an apostle.

As the preparing apostles used the [Scarlet Butcher Knife] to kill, they seemed to be completely different people. Compared with the first day, the speed and strength of swinging the knife were like a world of difference.

"Is it probably a state similar to the temporary BUFF bonus?"

Yi Lin casually harvested the heads with the revolver with both hands, brushing the chaos value, but the perception was put on the battlefield, and she did not relax.

As the preparatory apostles were killing, their strength soared, and the fighting among the miscellaneous soldiers could no longer threaten their lives.

At night.

The orcs sang happily again.

After two days of getting along, as long as she accepted the strange looks of these orcs, Yi Lin felt that they were simple and cute.

Under the protection of Xu Anjing, Xu Zhiyong and his wife did not kill excessively, and still maintained their rationality.

[The current number of surviving reserve apostles: 67/100. 】

after dinner.

Alone, Yi Lin came to the corner where the apostles were preparing to be prepared.

They seemed out of place with other tribal legions. They were surrounded by a corner of the fortress, and the gate was far away from the other side where the orcs held a party, so they couldn't even escape.