"Sprint! Sprint!"
"Get out of my way!"
"Ouch, I've been shot!"
North of the Holy City, fierce fighting has already begun.
From the air, the Holy City looked like a pillar in the middle of a turbulent river. The Soul Returner crashed against the city walls like waves, but they did not shake it in the slightest.
Then, like a flowing river, they surged outwards and began launching attacks from various positions.
Although the situation seemed very favorable, the elite Holy Crusaders that Sailesi had personally trained were certainly not to be underestimated (and it seems they really were).
After overcoming their initial panic, the muscle memory developed through years of training took over their bodies.
Because Sailesi only replaced mid- to high-ranking officers, the lower-ranking Holy Crusaders soldiers, familiar with the officers' commands, still cooperated very well.
Each of them has mastered at least four types of Directed Alienation, and their combat capabilities are in no way inferior to those of the crazed players.
Some Holy Crusaders even possess unique Aberration plants or have their own understanding of Alienation weapons, which are known as "super soldiers" and "elite monsters."
Despite the strong counterattack, the Soul Returner ' first wave of attacks did not achieve significant results, as the city walls were too high, the firepower too dense, and the enemy too numerous.
Despite having air force units composed of Swarm, their capabilities are quite limited in such a large-scale engagement; their primary role at present is to provide timely positional reports.
Many of the Soul Returner had already died once, but soon returned in the Temporary Resurrection Tree forest that Ed had casually scattered.
The returning Soul Returner, having rejoined the battlefield, soon discovered a group of strange individuals—
Those were a few hundred performance artists, and amidst the hail of bullets on the battlefield, this group was using their fishing boats, which they had been using to fish just yesterday, to perform a physical "land-based boating" exercise.
These few hundred people constitute the entirety of the Second Holy See's current "naval" force.
In Valhalla, they moored their boats, large and small, in the river, eagerly awaiting their chance to achieve great things.
However, things are never that simple.
Even a highly skilled Nuowa cannot achieve complete perfection in every aspect during a teleportation.
After two teleportations, the naval forces from the Second Holy See were shocked to discover—
They were teleported to land along with their boat, and looking around, they couldn't find any trace of the river.
What should we do?
Everyone finally managed to bring their beloved boats into the battlefield, only to find themselves facing a beach landing operation right from the start?
They didn't even need to land; the game NPCs had already helped them complete the landing.
What then is the difference between myself and ordinary Soul Returner?
With a hint of resentment, a resourceful Idea King that popped up automatically came up with a brilliant solution—
Why don't we put wheels on our boat?
Anyway, everyone just wants to row their way forward; a little analysis reveals that water doesn't seem to be a necessary environment to achieve this goal...
The Idea King promoted his brilliant method widely, and it quickly gained everyone's approval.
Yes, water is completely unnecessary. If it's downhill, even oars aren't needed!
With this in mind, everyone immediately began modifying the boats. In just a few minutes, dozens of small boats carrying several hundred people had completely "evolved."
The group lined up on both sides of the boat, propelling itself forward with all its might. Then, they all jumped diagonally into the boat, grabbed oars, and began to pound the surrounding ground to gain further propulsion.
Clearly, this thing operates more like a sled than a traditional boat.
Accompanied by loud shouts, several hundred Soul Returner returned to their homes, approaching the city walls of the Holy City while traveling by boat on dry land.
Although they were a little slower than normal people, they were still moving forward, and soon they had covered more than half the distance.
But just then, the Soul Returner rowing the boat suddenly noticed—
Why are most of my brothers in front of me dead?
The large accumulation of corpses of the Soul Returner severely hampered the speed of boats traveling on dry land.
In addition, the large number of corpses naturally attracted everyone's attention.
Just then, a large group of Soul Returner suddenly approached from behind, shouting as they drew near:
"Defend! Dodge! Quick!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, a volley of arrows began to rain down from the city walls.
Faced with such a hail of arrows, several Soul Returner had no cover quickly began to lie on the ground, cosplaying as hedgehogs.
Some clever or lucky Soul Returner hid in pits or under the corpses of their companions, waiting for a volley of arrows to pass before launching a new attack.
After two volleys of arrows, the " Second Holy See Navy " suffered heavy losses, and its once rhythmic rowing became chaotic and disorganized.
At this moment, the Soul Returner had already died once finally arrived at their side. Seeing that the "navy" had been mostly destroyed, the arriving Soul Returner angrily denounced them for having good stuff but not knowing how to use it, and then immediately kicked them off the ship.
To the astonishment of the remaining "naval" members, the Soul Returner immediately flipped the small, wheeled fishing boat over, then climbed inside and began to propel it forward.
The people standing behind were even waving back, and the dumbfounded "naval personnel" finally followed, crawling under the small boat as well, and began to move forward with the huge "shared helmets" on their heads.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
A new volley of arrows soon arrived, but they barely scratched the overturned ship's roof.
Hearing the dull thud of arrows piercing the hull, the Soul Returner below beamed with joy and quickened their charge.
On the city wall, several Holy Crusaders leaders had already noticed the unusual activity of the small boats.
In their astonishment, they immediately ordered the matter to be reported to their superiors.
However, just as a squad leader was about to send out a messenger, he saw several of his men staring at the battlefield on the other side, even stopping what they were doing.
"Over there? What happened over there?"
The Holy Crusaders leader followed the direction of the group's gaze and saw a fortress the size of a small church rapidly advancing on another battlefield, about a hundred meters away from a large group of small boats.
"That's... a mobile fortress?"
The Holy Crusaders leader exclaimed in astonishment:
"How is that possible? The Graycast Corridor has clearly stated that it will not participate in internal disputes within the Holy See!"
The Stained Ones bishop, who had come to inspect the site, was equally astonished:
"Never mind why, just report it!"
Meanwhile, on the battlefield a hundred meters away—
"It's you I choose, Flying Henan Man!"
"What did I drive over? I thought it was a speed bump!"
" Great Fortune! Charge!"