Inside The Black Mist Chapter 558: Bait scheme
The improvement of the sublimation progress is definitely something to be happy about. However, Tianyang also knows that starting from rank 5, the materials for the sublimation medium are not so easy to get.
Otherwise, a set of level 5 media of the God of War class would not have been sold for such a high price.
Moreover, the three classes of War God, Hunter, and Elemental Heart are very common and the most numerous classes.
The media materials of these three classes are also relatively easy to harvest, so the price is much cheaper than other classes.
I am an Avenger, and even the materials for rank 4 are mainly old black people. God knows what weird things are needed for the materials of rank 5.
Don't think about it for now.
Tianyang put these thoughts aside, now is not the time to think about it, judging from the current situation, the exploration of the Nether Secret Realm has come to an end, and is about to reach its climax.
As long as Chicheng is conquered, the journey will end here.
But the young man knew in his heart that Chicheng was not so easy to defeat.
The Twilight King, many guards, plus the high-level Twilight tribe and a large number of middle- and low-level people.
Unless the fortress is exhausted, there is hope of taking it down in a short time. Otherwise, what Tianyang thinks of is to eat up the city bit by bit by constantly consuming the power of the Twilight Clan like a millstone.
That is not a feat that can be accomplished in three to five days.
Estimated to take a month, or even longer.
After Commander Chu Yan arrived, more and more troop carriers entered the camp, and the soldiers who got out of the vehicles were all wearing thick and strange armor shining with stars.
Tianyang has never seen these armors before, and from the breath of the stars, the armor seems to contain star crystals.
The boy guessed that it should be a special armor developed for ghost possession, which is the confidence of the fortress to attack Chicheng. Ordinary soldiers could join the fight if they could defend against ghost possession.
In this way, the number of combatants that the fortress can mobilize suddenly increases.
It's just that the time is short. Even if the production system of the fortress fully responds, it may not be able to produce too many targeted armors in such a short period of time.
In addition to soldiers, there are also strategic weapons and equipment of various tanks, which are continuously sent to the camp. The fortress is silently preparing for the battle.
Preparations like this will last about a day or two.
The young man stretched his waist, that is to say, he can rest for at least a day or so.
"Mr. Tianyang."
A hunter in Zilong's team ran over, with a slightly reserved face, but more of a respect: "Master Yunfeng is back, let you go to the main tent."
In the battle where the black people ebbed, everyone saw Tian Yang rushing to kill the enemy by himself.
In the Kuroshio, the silver lightning flashed like a shock, leaving most people with an unforgettable memory for life.
In their eyes, the height of Tianyang has been raised to the level where it can be compared with genius masters like Yunfeng and Bai Wuji.
No one doubts that as long as Tian Yang is given time, his name will eventually be listed with those well-known powerhouses.
The young man nodded slightly and arrived at the main tent alone without any extra words.
The main tent has just been set up, but there is already a holographic tactical sand table in the tent, and the light and shadow on it are changing. It is synchronizing with the Bastion military sandbox, receiving data and building models.
In the main tent, several captains had already arrived. After Tian Yang arrived, he sat quietly in a corner.
A moment later, Yunfeng opened the tent and entered. He had already changed into a suit of clothes and armor, the style was the same as before, and the young man guessed in his mind how many of the same style of suit and armor this young master had brought.
After changing clothes, the spotless Yun Ershao walked to the sand table with his hands behind his back, stared at the Chicheng model being built on the sand table, and said in a deep voice: "In the meeting just now, the fortress has been determined, and the next battle will A bait scheme will be conducted."
No one asked questions, everyone was waiting for Yunfeng to continue talking.
Yunfeng did not disappoint them. After a short pause, he said calmly: "I think you have roughly guessed the plan. Yes, the fortress will send out decoy troops to lure the black people hiding in the city to chase after them, and then send It leads to the main force of our side, and then annihilates it."
"In my opinion, this is really a very frustrating tactic. But there is no way, obviously, our numbers are at a disadvantage. Whether it is low-level soldiers or high-ranking powerhouses, the number is too large. Less."
"Although this problem has been reported to the fortress, I believe that after a period of time, more masters and experts will arrive. But before they arrive, we can only use this slightly negative tactic, a little Grind out the number of black people."
It's exactly what I thought. Tianyang seriously considered that after returning, he would probably start to learn about tactics.
Yunfeng raised a finger: "Next, you have one day to rest. Tomorrow, we will be the first decoy troops. If possible, I want to induce at least one high-level black citizen."
High-level black people, that refers to the level of guards under the king, similar to the level of black people like the "Death Saint"? Er Shao Yun's appetite is still as big as ever. The corner of Tianyang's mouth raised slightly.
"The meeting is over."
Everyone walked out of the main tent one after another.
Zilong suggested: "Anyway, one day to rest, how about going to have a drink?"
There is a bar in the campsite.
It's a place to let off steam and relax, however, only Ascendants are allowed in the bar.
The reason why such a place is allowed to be established is mainly due to the fact that there are not only fortress troops in the camp.
There are also a large number of foreigners from outside the fortress, as well as team members of various families. These people cannot be restrained by military discipline. If there isn't a bar for them to let off steam, something else might happen.
As for Zilong's proposal, Hanyu resolutely rejects it, Tianyang is noncommittal, and only Feiyuan enthusiastically supports it.
Finally, Han Yu went back to his tent, and Tian Yang was carried by the other two captains to the bar.
The bar was full of people.
The strong drumbeat of the music tested one's ears, Tianyang slightly covered the eardrums with the star energy, and the sound in the bar immediately weakened to an acceptable range.
The people in the bar are mainly foreigners, and these visitors from outside the fortress are indulging themselves wantonly at this moment. Tianyang passed by various people in strange clothes, among them several women in revealing clothes showed a strong interest in the boy.
The three of them came to the bar, Zilong knocked on the table and said loudly: "Have three glasses of wine, it must be strong enough."
The bartender with thick lips who was not weak in breath smiled, followed the beat of the music, shook his body slightly, and slapped three large glasses on the bar counter. Looking at the cup that was almost as big as his own head, Tianyang suddenly regretted it. At this time, the bartender poured some slightly fluorescent liquid into the cup.
"Here, don't drink too fast. I will give you a suggestion, if you feel unwell, it is best to use your star energy to expel the alcohol."
Zilong picked it up and took a sip, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Good guy, what kind of wine is this, I've never had it before."
The bartender had a little smug face on his face: "Of course, that's because only I can brew it. This baby, it's called 'Crazy Witch', a good thing that can make you go to heaven!"
Zilong laughed loudly, he was already a little drunk: "Not bad, come on, Tianyang, Feiyuan, let's have a drink."
It's fine if I'm pregnant, I'll just take a sip. Tian Yang suspected that if he drank this cup, he would probably waste the whole day on sleeping.
He picked up his glass and took a sip. When you enter the mouth, you don't feel the spiciness of spirits, but it is a bit sweet like fruit juice. But after the liquid was swallowed, there seemed to be a flame ignited in the lower abdomen.
The surrounding sound waves began to become erratic and indistinct. The young man's thoughts seemed to drift out of his body, and he felt a strange relaxation that he had never felt before.
With just one sip, the boy is already drunk, but he is still a little far from drunk.
Besides, he quite likes the feeling of letting his mind go and letting his mind fly away.
In his eyes, the voices of Zilong and Feiyuan seemed to come from far away, he couldn't hear what the two captains were saying, he just guessed from their expressions, probably making fun of his drinking capacity.
At this time, a woman pushed away the crowd and walked straight towards Tianyang. She was tall, her pale complexion was clearly not of Bay Area origin, and she had long, blond, wavy hair.
She has proud twin peaks, long and straight legs, and a screaming waist.
She walked up to Tianyang and raised the boy's chin with a finger: "I like you, do you want to go with me?"
Zilong and Feiyuan laughed loudly, and followed suit: "Promise her, Tianyang, such good things don't happen often."
Indeed, this is a woman who can drive men crazy. Moreover, she should have rich experience and be able to make men reap supreme joy from mind to body.
Tian Yang shook his head, although he was a little drunk, and although his thoughts were drifting to the sky, he had a feeling that this woman had malicious intentions.
The pale-skinned woman held the boy's face in her hands, and exhaled a fragrant breath from her lips: "Don't be shy, after you taste me, I'm sure you will forget other women."
The malice is more obvious.
It stimulated Tianyang, and the drunkenness in the young man's eyes was swept away, and his eyes were lingering: "Let go, or, if you want to use prosthetics in the future, choose one."
The music was still playing, but the people near the bar suddenly fell silent.
The woman was more like holding a piece of bone-piercing ice. She was so 'frozen' that she stepped back suddenly, looking at Tianyang with complicated eyes.
Finally, a few words burst out from the tightly pursed lips: "I don't know what to do!"
But at this moment, a rough voice sounded: "You are the one who doesn't know what to do, 'Scorpion' Irene, you picked the wrong target tonight. If you really put this young master Get into bed, I can guarantee that you don't have to leave here."
The crowd parted, and Iron Lion came over with a large wine glass.