Chapter 102 Jieting? If you, Ma Su, could beat me, Zhang He, out of Jieting, I would...
According to Rubin's information, the Organ Hands found someone similar to the one described by Mo Cheng near the Safaga Canyon, but the place was surrounded by a Mad Legion force of thousands of people, and the Organ Hands' stalkers did not dare to get too close.
The only thing that was clear was that a group of people were surrounded on the mountain. The people from the Crazy Legion couldn't go up, and the people on the mountain couldn't come down.
More importantly, those people on the mountain had almost no fighting power, they were all civilians. Only a few of them were able to resist the massacre of the crazy army.
"In this terrain, they are really good at hiding."
After taking a look at the simplified topographic map of the Safaga Canyon brought by Rubin, Mo Cheng knew what the situation was with the team suspected to be the Margarites .
To put it simply, just as Zhang He beat Ma Su at Jieting, the Crazy Legion is now doing the same thing as they are doing to pin Margaret down on the mountain.
"The Crazy Legion cut off the water supply?"
"There is no accurate information, but the stealth that followed us went with the druid. The druid's reason for joining the battle was that the crazy army in Safaga Canyon was destroying nature."
Druids generally do not participate in wars between countries. Even if they cut down a large number of trees during the march, as long as it does not exceed the environmental tolerance limit, they will not care. Slight changes caused by biological activities are also considered natural.
Of course, there are druids who are extremely environmentally friendly to the point of being obsessed, but they either die quickly or are avoided by others.
There are only a few things that can be considered as destroying nature, and cutting off water sources in mountains and forests is one of them.
Very good, now Mo Cheng is more certain that this is a different world version of [The Loss of Jieting]. A group of civilians on the mountain have no water, and most likely no food. Although it is not ruled out that there is water storage, how long can it last?
The combat effectiveness of the seventh echelon was hindered by a group of civilians. They could neither advance nor retreat, and were caught in a dilemma.
"How long have they been trapped?"
"It takes one day for the stalker to deliver the message and one day for me to get there. It's at least two days. It will also take two days to get from your place to Safaga Canyon."
Rubin didn't just come to deliver the letter. He also communicated with Mo Cheng a lot during this time. He also knew that Mo Cheng would definitely go to investigate.
After all, this priest did not stay in the safe rear, but ran to the front line to find that very important person.
"I brought a horse that can shorten your journey by one day. But it must rest for one hour every five hours, otherwise it will die of exhaustion."
Rubin directly handed the Warcraft hybrid horse cultivated by the Organ Hand to Mo Cheng, "Remember to return it to me. This is the property of the Organ Hand. I will be in trouble without it."
"Don't worry, it won't be gone."
He took the reins, stuffed the topographic map into his pocket, and urged the holy light to cover the horse's entire body, "Go!"
The exotic horse raised its front hooves and galloped away in a cloud of dust.
Seeing Mo Cheng running away without even taking food supplies, Rubin muttered to himself: "As soon as he heard that it was Margaret, he rushed over immediately, and he said this wasn't a lover?"
Rubin saw clearly that when Mo Cheng was reminding the thousands of crazy legion troops, there was no fear on his face at all. After hearing that Margaret was surrounded, he just rode his horse and galloped away.
Who would believe that they are not lovers?
Mo Cheng urged the holy light to stimulate the blood of the alien horse, and at the same time continued to repair the damage caused by running at full speed. The alien horse cultivated by the organ hand was considered a consumable, because a certain valve in the body of the alien horse was damaged. Once it started running, it would run at full speed and would never stop until it was exhausted to death.
In order to keep the alien horse running at its full speed, Mo Cheng used holy light to maintain the alien horse's life. If nothing goes wrong, they would be able to reach the Safaga Canyon in half a day.
But the dust raised by the full-speed gallop attracted the attention of the Crazy Legion troops. At this time, three cavalrymen rushed towards Mo Cheng from the front.
"Tsk, three cavalrymen want to stop me?"
"dream!"
Mo Cheng did not rein in his horse and charged straight towards the three cavalrymen.
No one slowed down. The cavalrymen waved their weapons, the priests clenched their fists, and the four of them separated at the first touch.
"laugh!"
The three heads broke free from the constraints of gravity and flew into the sky, and the headless bodies fell to the ground, covered in dust.
Wiping the blood that splattered on his face, Mo Cheng held the sword he had snatched from the cavalry in one hand and looked at the billowing smoke rising in the distance.
Mo Cheng pushed his glasses and didn't give way, just walked in a straight line in such an extremely arrogant manner.
"A bunch of losers dare to stop me?"
Thirty cavalrymen formed an arrowhead and rushed forward. When a sufficient number of cavalrymen launched the charge, any fool who dared to stand in their way would be finally crushed.
However, when Mo Cheng launched the charge, those cavalrymen were the real fools.
The alien horse seemed to be able to pass through any gap, like a warhorse that did not belong to the material world, passing through gaps that were impossible for it to pass through.
One man and one team, the two sides came into contact and then separated. Mo Cheng was safe and sound, but the cavalry team exploded into blood and flesh in an instant , and both the people and horses turned into meat paste that could not block the road.
With a flick of his wrist, he shook off the flesh and blood on the blade, and the sword became dull and lifeless. The horse under him looked just like an ordinary horse, but Mo Cheng actually showed some momentum.
"Tsk, did you guys discover me by rushing on without any disguise?"
"Then let's see how far you can go before I reach my destination."
The sword blade swung, and the head of a warrior who tried to throw himself at the horse's legs flew high. For some reason, the blood-stained sword had an unknown sharpness.
Running for a thousand miles, Mo Cheng's momentum grew stronger with every kill. He actually built up momentum by killing all the way.
Every kill and every step taken is like a trickle of water flowing into the ocean, waiting for the opportunity to create a huge tsunami.
One person, one sword, traveling thousands of miles alone, no one can stop him!
Half a day later, smoke rose, horses neighed, and sword energy was as cold as frost.
After Mo Cheng killed more than a hundred cavalrymen who were able to keep up with him, no more fools tried to intercept him, but Mo Cheng knew very well that those people would bury him at their destination.
At the same time, Mo Cheng also knew that he could not continue to attack at this moment. His [Momentum] had been fully accumulated, and the next attack would definitely be the most fierce, evil and strongest one.
This attack must not be used in unimportant battles.
Standing on a high place and looking at the crazy army surrounding the mountain, as well as the old and weak on the mountain, Mo Cheng did not rush out to rescue people.
As long as Mo Cheng is not crazy, he will not fight them head-on with an army of thousands of people.
The guy on the mountain had at least seventh-level combat power, but he didn't dare to come out and confront the other person head-on.
I can’t guarantee anything else, but Mo Cheng is sure that if he really rushes out to fight head-on, then this troop will probably have to .
