Take Taobao with you to another world

"Why?" Yun Shen asked.

"Because that kid hates me being near you," Meravia said.

Their emphasis seems to be different, so Yun Shen changed his way of speaking, "Are you having a bad time here, Your Majesty Yiqi?"

"Meravia," corrected Meravia, "that's what they call it."

"Meravia," Yun Shen said, "what do you want me to do?"

"I heard the little furry guys were going to war, and you sent a lot of people there," said Meravia, "but not me."

"... Please let me get up first." Yun Shen raised his hand and gently pushed the handsome young man with silver hair. This is really not a good conversation gesture.Meravia gave way to him, Yun Shen half propped up his body from the sofa, the former half-kneeled with one leg between his legs, and was looking at him seriously with eyes that he didn't know how to describe, Yun Shen could only do it again Move back a bit so the distance between them looks normal.

"You mean, you also want to go there?" In fact, he can completely apply without this method.

"Am I not a member of your reserves?" Meravia asked.

Yun Shen didn't speak for a while, but after knowing the true identity of Meravia, even though Yun Shen was as lacking in concept as Yun Shen, he still hesitated about how to place him.It can be said that Melavia is a close relative of Tianlan, but almost everyone in the settlement has their own division of labor. It is indeed a bit eye-catching to leave such a conspicuous person idle, and the final choice is handed over to Melavia hand, and he chose the reserve team almost without hesitation.

After consulting Tianlan's opinion, Yun Shen agreed.

This arrangement is quite appropriate. Meravia is the only existence that can compare with Tian Lan in terms of strength, reaction, agility and speed. Because of the natural racial advantages, these military trainings are meaningless to him. , but he can cooperate with Tianlan's plan and be a dedicated training partner for those young people.Following Tianlan's plans one by one, he tossed the reserve team members enough most of the time. The appearance of Meravia had the temperament of standing in a magnificent palace in a gold-embroidered robe, and he was very impressed with the reserve team's ability to climb mountains and wade through water. The training method has adapted well, and what's more subtle is that, as the only relative of Fan Tianlan, the cold-faced captain, although Meravia seems a bit... out of tune in some places, the relationship with the team members is actually quite good, Yun Shen has also seen several scenes where he and Takla acted together.

Except for Fan Tianlan.

"Can't I?" Meravia asked.

"That's not the problem." Yun Shen said, "If it's your wish, a batch of supplies will be sent to Sachel tomorrow, and you can go with them. Just state your status as a reserve team, and the werewolves will know to let you go." Where to go."

A smile appeared on Meravia's face after getting the permission. That face was so overgrown that Yun Shen couldn't look directly at the smile. It was obviously a completely different appearance, but he still couldn't help thinking of it. Someone else.

After getting along for such a long time, he hasn't seen Tian Lan's real smiling expression yet. Although the tacit understanding between them is enough for Yun Shen to sense his emotional changes at any time, but compared with those young people who are also around [-]... Perhaps the affair with Meravia was his only wayward display thus far.

"Then—" Yun Shen wanted to say that Meravia could go to rest, and the other party finally straightened up and got off the sofa, but Meravia's next words made Yun Shen stop following him.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"……what?"

"Anyway, that child is not here now, I want to sleep with you for one night." Meravia's tone was so innocent, as if she was talking about something as common as eating and sleeping... sleep.

"...Why?" Yun Shen could only ask this.

"Extrajudicial blood," said Meravia. "Because of this, you have an aura similar to my brother's."

This reason was obviously enough for Meravia, but Yun Shen still wanted to refuse, "Sorry, I'm not used to being with other people..."

"I haven't seen my brother in nearly a hundred years, and he's been the best of both worlds to me, and I probably won't see him again," Meravia added. miss him."

"but……"

"In this world, only you can calm me down. You know that my body is not stable." Meravia said again.

"..." Yun Shen hesitated.

"Not even one night?" whispered Meravia. "That's all I want?"

——At least Yunshen's bed is not too small for a man who is over 1.8 meters five.

The minute hand coincided with the hour hand on the same scale with the sound of the second hand moving so small that it was almost inaudible, and then Meravia opened her eyes.The faint moonlight shone outside the window, and only a little light came in. In the darkness, his pair of golden pupils seemed to be shining brightly. Everything in this simply furnished bedroom was as clear to him as it was during the day.

He rolled over and got out of bed, and the sound of rubbing clothes didn't disturb any creatures.Then he walked to the low couch where the human magician was sleeping, sat on the edge of the bed, and stretched out his hand to gently press the other's chest.Taking blood directly is a faster and more effective method, but it is not only wasteful, but also makes the child even more unhappy. After all, even he can see how much he attaches importance to this magician.

The fluctuations that only special objects can detect come from the palm, pass through the human form, and dive deep down until they enter an indescribable space.The complicated magic lines and mantras are like concrete chains layered on top of each other. Responding to the fluctuation, the thirteenth blockade is vibrating and sliding. In the hallucinatory, delicate and light ringtones, more magic lines Emerging from the void, wrapping around the thirteenth block, forming a new semi-formed block.

Although it may not last long, it is always good to have an extra layer of protection.

Meravia withdrew her hand and looked at the face with fine lines. Maybe it was related to sleep. The magician looked younger than when he was awake.Except for appearance and extrajudicial blood, this human being is indeed somewhat similar to his elder brother in some places, the kind of tolerance and gentleness towards "heterogeneous", calm mind and surprising talent, for the dragon Having such an important period with such a teacher becomes a memorable experience for that child.

It's just a pity that this kind of character can't accept the power gift of the dragon clan, and can only live for a few more decades. For the dragon, this period of time is too short.What Meravia doesn't quite understand is that the sorcerer also possesses extrajudicial blood, and this sorcerer has also shown his powerful abilities. According to the laws he knows, the black-haired sorcerer should also have the ability to outperform his peers. Your fate is right.But thinking about this kind of problem has never been his forte, if Salvren—

Meravia forced herself to stop thinking about it.With his personality, few emotions stay in him for a long time, but during the decades of wandering in this world, after he learned something from humans, he regretted it more than once, why did those people Rebel Dragon died so quickly and completely.

Someone once told him that power can get you most of what you want, but not all.Meravia has never abused his power since he was an adult, but his betrayal made him lose his most important...

The chirping of insects outside the window seemed to have sensed something, and they all stopped quietly. In the enveloping silence, the skin on the back of the neck of the night watch reserve team members tightened, but when they were fully on guard, that The inexplicable feeling disappeared, like a burst of dark clouds suddenly dissipated.

Melavia returned to the bed that Yun Shen gave him, lay down with all his clothes on, and closed his eyes.

The next day, Yun Shen woke up under the fixed biological clock, and Melavia also got up, and he left after tidying up a little.

At around nine o'clock, the convoy delivering supplies to Sacher had been prepared and ready to go.The elf Ludwig walked over leading a horse, looked at the deep ruts on the ground, and then at the things on the cart that were tightly covered with grass felt, and asked, "What are these?"

The elf had never participated in the operations of the reserve team, and his knowledge of their training was still limited to the training of strength and combat skills, and he had no understanding of these things that smelled of iron and fire.Meravia thought about his answer for a moment, then he said, "Maybe you could call it 'Quake'?"

Although it is not as powerful as the real thunder and fire spell in the world over there, its power is enough for human beings.

The elf was startled, he had never heard of this kind of weapon, these things seemed heavy, but it might not be heavy for most of the reserve team composed of survivors.

Meravia looked at the elf, "Are you going too?"

"My identity here is a doctor." Ludwigs smiled.Where Meravia is, he must be there. This is his responsibility, although he will not prevent and hinder any actions of the dragon king.

The bright sun shines on the continuous tents, and there are continuous formations of cavalry, archers and warriors with swords running through the trails between the tents. Amid the shouts of centurions and thousands commanders at all levels, these warriors gather together like a stream. To the distant position.Takla leaned on the wooden pillar and listened to the sounds like stepping on human nerves outside the tent—at least he already knew what nerves were, and he even picked them out of living things.This is the first time he has participated in a large-scale formal battle, not a dispute between tribes, and it is not at the same level as fighting with wild beasts, but there is no nervous expression on his face.

The sound of thin electric currents continued. Boss was wearing a full-body silver armor with his helmet tucked under his armpit. Looking at the survivors who were debugging the radio station, he asked, "Is there still no 'signal'?"

"No, Commander Perce."

"Stop it, then," Burth said.They could no longer contact the patriarch and others three days ago, but this situation was anticipated before the patriarch's action, and Perth can only hope that they are all well.Without his guide, what he has to face is the battlefield that was handed over to him.

In the main tent in front of the battle, Patriarch Aquinas and the thousands and centurions of the two tribes gathered in front of a sand table, watching the people sent by the Far East magician insert the grass stems representing the array of tiger warriors into the sand table one by one. , In this era when even a simple map is extremely precious, those black-haired strangers actually made this kind of thing in just two days, the skills are second to none, this method of observing the battlefield is really beyond their imagination arrived.

All obvious or hidden prejudices and discrimination have disappeared in the past few days. Also with the assistance of these humans, they have a considerable degree of control over the enemy's specific members, numbers, weapons, and generals. In the distant past, there was a saying that spread to these tribes that had not yet formed a country. This was the first time that the orcs knew what it means to "know your opponent as you know yourself." As for whether "no matter how many times you fight, you can win ", it depends on the actual combat.

There are only a few commonly used tactics, and it is meaningless to discuss it now. Everyone looked at the scene on the sand table, regardless of the follow-up troops of the Tiger Clan hanging over their heads like a cloud, all they can think about now is how to win.

Only victory.

A tall and unusually tall figure walked in from outside the tent, and Boss looked around, "The time has come, everyone." All the orcs in the tent stood up one after another.

"Get out!"

The flag dyed with ocher fluttered high above the battlefield. On the temporary altar, the shamans of Sasheer and Hekel had already set up sacrifices. Boss strode over, and behind him were two wolf tribes. The centurion pushed a tiger man who was still struggling and followed behind him.Boss walked to the altar, and the two centurions pushed the captive into the middle of the altar sacrifice.

"Beast God is above! Heaven and earth can be seen! I, Sachel and Hekel, put aside our previous grievances, resist foreign humiliation together, advance and retreat together, do not kill foreign enemies, and vow not to pay back!"

Boss made an oath on the altar, and then went up to the patriarch of Aquinas, and after repeating the same words, the shamans of the two tribes recited prayers that they might not understand themselves, and then the two shirtless werewolf and fox clansmen The warrior stepped forward from left to right, held up his long sword, and slashed downward.

"When will the fight start?" Takla asked impatiently.

The cattle and sheep fell to the ground screaming, and the two big heads also rolled to the ground with a grunt, splashing hot blood all over the ground.

Fan Tianlan looked at the front of the tiger tribe in the distance, and watched the scene over there similar to this place. Compared with the werewolf's flag sacrifice ceremony, the tiger shaman's technique was more intense. He used his hand to pull the heart out of the werewolf's chest pulled out.

The dripping blood was splashed on the military flags and war drums, and then sprinkled on the battle swords of the centurions and thousand commanders by the patriarchs Perth and Aquinas respectively.

The tiger man shaman held the heart in one hand, twirled and danced while beating the drum, and the orcs under the altar responded with their weapons. Fan Tianlan's expression changed, and at the same time, a deep horn sounded from behind him , and then a thunderous cry—

"Battle! Fight! Fight!!"

"Come to fight! Come to fight! Come to fight!!!"

Repeatedly, except for Takla and Fan Tianlan who still looked the same, the reserve team members around them all straightened their bodies and clenched their fists, their heartbeats were almost in sync with the sound of heavy footsteps, and the blood was surging in their veins. His eyes were full of fighting spirit - this is the instinct of a man, a warrior!

Perth rode on the giant white wolf and pointed forward with a sword: "Forward, forward! Step down the enemy's formation!"

The heavy armored cavalry column at the forefront galloped forward. After a few breaths, another column of heavy cavalry followed, followed by three columns of light cavalry. The light cavalry is caught in the middle - the heavy cavalry slows down when approaching the enemy, the light cavalry rushes forward, shoots the opponent with a strong bow and spear, then retreats, and then charges again and again. More than 200 years ago, Emperor Samor led his cavalry to gallop on the vast grassland When defending against the Rift clans, this is their most common tactic when facing the enemy head-on.

The formation of the Tiger Clan was similar to theirs. Boss was staring at the battlefield. Amid the sound of galloping, the two armies quickly approached. The first round of charge, bow and arrow volleys, the first horizontal cavalry of the Ogg tribe fell off their horses one after another. Sacher also suffered losses, but Much less than the tiger people.

Immediately after the second round of charge.

After the third round of charging, it will be a melee fight. The follow-up team from the wolf-fox coalition has already dispatched, and the reserve team should also take action at this time, but their captain Fan Tianlan stretched out his arm at this time and made a gesture , preventing the players behind from trying to follow up.

Nearly half a year of hard training made the reserve team members stop immediately when they saw the captain's gesture. Takla stood up straight and looked at the opposite camp, "Damn it." He said.

Above the tiger camp, the originally empty air seemed to be scorched by a huge fire. A huge, blurry, hideous portrait.

A huge tiger's head overlooking the battlefield with wide-eyed eyes.