Once the captain died, the team that Hagrid had arranged here had no fighting spirit at all. Coupled with the fierce firepower of Inch Fire and the valiant killing of the King Of Mountains, a soldier finally screamed and fled the position. At this moment, the unicorn soldiers were like scattered sand. They were in no mood to fight and rushed to run first. Allen pointed at the shelling position with Xue Yin in his hand, "Blow it up!"
The Inch Fire Warrior immediately took out the fire thunder from his body and threw it over one after another.
In the middle of the camp, Hagrid and Jorah had just had a tough collision, and the two of them were evenly matched. Suddenly, a violent explosion came from the shelling array. Hagrid looked over in shock. Flames soared into the sky, and it was obvious that the cannons could not be saved. He immediately said in a deep voice, "So your real goal is there."
Jorah smiled and did not answer. He let out a clear howl and dragged his sword back. This was a signal to retreat. Hearing Jorah's howl, the people fighting in the various areas immediately retreated in an orderly manner, ignoring the battle in front of them. Hagrid ordered his men to chase after him, but the strength left behind by the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine was extremely powerful. Moreover, with experts like Jorah and Regis as support nodes, they dragged the Unicorn Legion for a moment before galloping away.
After returning to the main city, Allen put away Xue Yin first. After the blood-colored heavy saber dispersed the Origin Energy in the saber, the lingering blood energy also dispersed, and the killing intent on the saber also converged. It was like a ferocious beast that had woken up from its slumber. Even though it had put away its blood energy and killing intent, it did not fall asleep again. Instead, it just closed its eyes and pretended to sleep, waiting for the opportunity to kill again.
This was indeed a murder weapon.
Allen took a bath and was not sleepy. He simply sat quietly and recalled the scene of the previous battle, and tempered and digested the experience of using the blood test. Especially when he felt a wisp of the Blood Lion General's spiritual will through Xue Yin, it was even more beneficial to him. After transforming everything he had gained tonight into his own things, Allen had a preliminary understanding of Xue Yin. For example, the blood energy transformed from killing intent could change the nature of his original combat skills. It was just like the Flame Breath Flash that had merged with the blood energy and transformed into a second attack technique.
Allen named this battle skill Blood Flame Flash.
As for the continuous slash he learned from the Blood Lion General's will, Allen named it the Hundred Bloody Strikes. If he didn't have the courage to face a thousand troops alone, he wouldn't have been able to use the continuous saber momentum that caused his opponent's heart to tremble. Next was the killing intent. By guiding Xue Yin's own killing intent and merging it into the saber force, he could achieve the purpose of using the saber to transmit his intent.
Finally, there was Origin Energy. After using these hundred strikes, the consumption of Origin Energy was not small, but in exchange, it was a peerlessly powerful attack. These hundred strikes could be said to be the essence of General Blood Lion's saber technique. Once the saber momentum was unleashed, there were few flaws in each slash. "Yun said Hundred Xers. and he to attack," Xiao with, "said." However, it was to, Qi, he, and, and ",", "Qi, and, and", ", and", ",", "God," The Blood.
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However, Allen could faintly feel that these hundred strikes were still a little too cumbersome. If he could simplify these hundred or so attacks into ten strikes, his power would increase by a large margin. However, this was also not an easy task. He needed to be thoroughly familiar with the Hundred Bloody Strikes and combine it with his own combat experience before he could do it.
Blood Flame Flash and Blood Battle Hundred Strikes could be said to be the exclusive battle skills of the Blood Hidden Saber. Both of them required the enormous killing intent that the saber itself carried in order to display its power. If it was any other weapon, even Qianjun would lose that rough and fierce aura.
Allen was very interested in Blood Concealment. He took it out again and tried to use it to use his strongest killing move. However, he discovered that when the flame power needed to move Inch Flame was pressed into the blade, the blood energy of the blade naturally devoured the flame power and transformed it into a part of the blood energy. As a result, only a small portion of the flame power that Allen had pressed into the blade would be successful.
In order to satisfy the flame power needed by the Inch Flame, Allen discovered that the number of flashes of flame aura that he had to seal into the blade was almost three or four times that of the past. Only then would he be able to offset the portion of the flame power that was devoured and melted by the blood energy. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. If he could withstand such a consumption, he would have been able to use Qianjun to use the complete version of Inch Fire long ago. At this point, he could only give up. At the same time, he also discovered that Xue Yin was not always successful.
While possessing its own characteristics, it also meant that some of its skills were greatly restricted. Just like Inch Fire, Allen was unable to use this technique with Blood Concealment.
As for the other artifact properties of Blood Concealment, it was not something that could be figured out in a short night. Allen wasn't in a hurry. It would take him a period of time to familiarize himself with the artifact nature of Blood Concealment. In the future, he would have plenty of opportunities.
Right now, he had two heavy sabers, Qianjun and Xue Yin. The former tended to fight in a small area, and was better at fighting in the domain of experts. The latter was a sharp weapon for slaughter on the battlefield. Of course, it was not impossible to use it against experts. However, Allen had only obtained Blood Concealment for a short period of time, so he was not as familiar with its artifact nature as Qianjun. It was fine to use it to fight on the battlefield, but if it was used to deal with experts, it would naturally be easy for Qianjun to use it.
The night passed just like that.
At dawn, someone knocked on the door. Allen opened the door. Outside stood a Knight of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine. He straightened his back and hammered his chest armor with his right fist to show his respect for Allen. He shouted, "Sir Allen, Miss Jorah invites you to breakfast."
Allen nodded and said, "I'll be there soon."
A moment later, Allen saw Jorah in the dining hall of the barracks. From the looks of it, it seemed that she had spent the night in the barracks last night. In the dining hall, Jorah occupied a table. The food on the table could not be said to be exquisite, but it could be said to be sufficient. When Jorah saw Allen, she smiled and pointed at the chair in front of him. "Sit down and eat. These things don't taste very good, but they are enough."
After she finished speaking, she picked up a piece of bread and put it in her mouth. At the same time, she picked up the water beside her and took a sip. Allen sat down and said as he ate, "I thought you weren't used to eating these things."
"As the commander-in-chief, I naturally have to share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers. I can eat what they can eat. "After Jorah finished speaking, she began to focus on wiping out the food on the table.
Allen had slept at the end of last night, and now he was hungry. If Jorah didn't speak, he would remain silent. The two of them buried their heads in eating. Under the surprised gazes of the soldiers beside them, these two nobles ate the entire table of military meals clean without wasting a single bit. As a result, the soldiers looked at them with a slightly different gaze.
Jorah wiped her mouth with a clean silk handkerchief, then stood up and looked at the nearby soldiers who were staring blankly at them. He smiled unhappily and said, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and eat breakfast. Only after eating will you have the strength to fight. Earl Oban's reinforcements will arrive today. It's time to fight back against the unicorn. But if you're not full, it'll be cheap for the unicorn. "
The soldiers burst into laughter. Someone shouted, "Eat!" Then, the dining hall turned into another battlefield. The kitchen of the dining hall wiped away his cold sweat and watched as the soldiers let go of their appetites. He immediately scolded, "Damn it, are you guys planning to eat lunch together?"
Cursing, he still ran back to the kitchen and shouted, "Add some more dishes and feed those hungry ghosts outside!"
After leaving the dining hall, Allen saw the smile on Jorah's face and said curiously, "You look in a good mood."
"Of course, you don't know how useless we've been these days. Last night, we finally vented our anger. Today, we can counterattack. Why should I be in a bad mood?" Jorah held her sword and said, "Last night, not only did we knock out their artillery position, we also killed a hundred of them. Our own losses were negligible. It was a great victory. You know, what those brats need the most right now is to win a few battles. Last night was the beginning. After that, they will reap more glory. "
"After all, they have a good commander."
Jorah rolled her eyes at him and said, "Are you making fun of me? Who doesn't know that you, Baron Allen, have achieved this result?"
"Miss Jorah is too polite. At most, I can be considered to be helping from the side. The biggest credit is still yours. I'm not just talking about it. When the time comes, the post-battle report will also be recorded like this. "Allen said seriously.
Jorah understood his will, but she smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not you. Why do I need so many military merits?"
"If you want to fight for your own destiny, believe me, it's not a bad thing to have more military merits. As for others, they will consider more when they make plans for you. And if they think a little more, you will take the initiative a little more. "Allen said seriously.
Jorah looked at him blankly and paused for a moment before saying, "The others can't be referring to my brother, right?"
"You should know better than me who I'm referring to. It can be Earl Oban or the son of the Marquis of Iron Spear. "
"So … you know?" Jorah raised her head and looked at Allen. "Then no wonder you …"
What she meant was that Allen was afraid of the Marquis of Iron Spear, so he didn't go further with her yesterday. How could Allen not hear this? He shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid of anyone, even the Marquis of Iron Spear. But I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want you to be underestimated in the future. "
Allen looked straight into her eyes. At this moment, there was no need to say too much. They could see each other's intentions from each other's eyes. As they looked at each other speechlessly, an alarm suddenly sounded in the direction of the defensive wall. Judging from the length of the alarm, it was a signal for the enemy to attack.
Allen was surprised and said, "This Hagrid is also powerful. He actually took the initiative to attack?"
"Come on, do you think I'm afraid of him? Besides, it's just right for him to attack. I can get more military merits, can't I? "Jorah laughed. At this moment, she regained her heroic nature.
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