Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

As the two tanks that served as the core of the attack were blown up one after another, the Japanese offensive still looked violent, but its stamina was no longer as strong as before.

Due to the addition of Rosen, many people who would have died in the original plot did not die, making the defenders much stronger than at the same time in the plot.

In such an offensive and defensive battle, the defending side has a natural advantage, especially when there is no shortage of ammunition. As long as there are enough people, it will be enough to hold out for a long time.

Although the Japanese army did have ways to completely destroy the Sihang Warehouse, under the current circumstances, they could not use many conventional means, such as heavy artillery bombardment, nor could they shamelessly use poison gas bombs. After all, there were reporters from various countries watching on the south bank.

This made the Japanese army feel constrained and made the situation more favorable for the defenders.

So a difficult problem was placed before the Japanese army: was it worth investing a lot of manpower and material resources in such a Sihang Warehouse, and risking repeated defeats and casualties to continue the attack?

How a dog feels when facing a curled-up hedgehog is how the Japanese army felt when facing the Sihang Warehouse.

Especially since the Imperial Guardsman who had originally wanted to capture the Sihang Warehouse had died, the people who temporarily replaced him obviously did not want to jump into this big mud pit, so after making a few superficial retaliatory attacks, the offensive gradually weakened until it stopped.

The sun sets and night falls.

The lights on the south bank of Suzhou River were bright, and "Changbanpo" was being performed on the stage.

The Peking Opera stars' singing, reciting, acting and fighting skills were very impressive. Many National Army soldiers sat by the windows, looking at the stage opposite, with fascination and satisfaction revealed on their faces.

"That song was sung for us. The Nationalist army has been defeated all the way, and today we finally gave them face."

"It is a blessing for my husband to be loyal to my country. Thank you."

Qi Jiaming drew half a map on a white cloth based on the globe, pulled it up to serve as a curtain, and stood behind it to perform a shadow play.

People who didn't go to see the Peking Opera sat here and watched the shadow puppet Zhao Zilong wandering on the map and listened to Qi Jiaming's hoarse singing, and they were all mesmerized.

"Half of my life has been spent wandering, and the other half has been spent in the military. The wind blows the remaining light of the lantern..."

Many people present were deserters from the defeated army, like Lao Tietou, who ran all the way from the Northeast to Shanghai and experienced all kinds of sadness and humiliation. Now, when he was praised by the people for a small victory, he felt mixed emotions.

Rosen was half lying and half leaning on a sandbag, squinting his eyes as if he was watching a shadow play, but in fact he was flipping through the skill tree.

He leveled up again during the day today, and all five skill points had been allocated to the four basic attributes as usual. He was a little hesitant about how to use the last skill point.

In Diablo's skill system, every six levels is a ladder, and each profession has skills with considerable potential.

Even the most entry-level first-level skills actually have many skills that may be used for a long time. At least Rosen has his eyes on several of them, but he has too few skill points, so he has to consider it carefully.

Originally, Rosen wanted to choose a skill that could enhance his attack power or his own defense, but when he heard the painful groans of the wounded soldiers around him, he finally changed his mind and lit up the Paladin's prayer.

"Prayer: When activated, aura will slowly replenish life for you and your party."

"Currently LV1, radius 10 meters, healing: +2, mana consumption: 1."

This is a passive skill and also an aura skill. Once it is activated, you don't need to pay much attention to it. All teammates within the aura can enjoy the gentle and effective healing effect.

Although Rosen knew that only he could see the special effects of many skills, for safety reasons, he still covered himself with a blanket before praying.

A faint blue light rose up from under Rosen's feet and continued to spread out, repeating this process over and over again, covering a 10-meter area centered on him.

Although the light was not dazzling, the blanket on Rosen's body could not cover it, nor could it illuminate the surroundings, so it naturally did not attract the attention of anyone around.

"Hey! Do you feel that I feel a little warmer, as if I were being bathed in the sun?"

"Yes, yes, it's just like taking a hot bath, very comfortable, the place where I was shot during the day doesn't hurt that much anymore."

"Don't mention it. I realized it too. It can't be because of the shadow play."

"How is that possible?! Maybe it's because of the alcohol."

"It may be that the weather is getting warmer."

"Bullshit, it's about to snow outside, how can we keep warm?"

……

Rosen glanced at the seriously injured soldiers in the distance and saw that their complexion looked a little better, and even their groans of pain seemed to have decreased. He immediately felt that this skill point was worth using.

What made him even happier was that as long as he didn't actively turn off the prayer, it would keep running until his mana was exhausted. However, he also had a passive skill: heating, which also continuously restored mana. This in and out basically offset his own mana consumption.

Praying in this way can continue to work. In addition to bringing benefits to the wounded around him, Rosen can also gain a steady stream of proficiency.

Rosen squinted his eyes and was just about to take a nap when he heard the sound of flipping pages next to him. Curious, he looked over and saw Luoyang Chan hiding in a corner, flipping through a book in the dim light.

"Hey, Luoyang Shovel, what are you looking at?" Rosen asked casually.

"Guiguzi's formation." Luoyang Chan looked up and saw that it was Rosen, and said, "It contains the ultimate principles of yin and yang of heaven and earth, the principles of formation and feng shui. If you can comprehend it clearly, you can judge yin and yang, determine life and death, and seek good fortune and avoid disaster..."

"Bullshit!" Yangguai came over at some point and said with disdain, "If it's really as deep as you said, would you come here and wait to die?"

"I..." Luoyang Shovel was speechless.

Yangguai still didn't want to let him go. He first handed Rosen a cigarette, then lit one for himself, and then said, "Even if what you said is true, let me ask you, this time we have to defend this place? Can all of us survive? Tell me, let me hear what good fart you have to say!"

"We definitely cannot hold the place. After all, the enemy outnumbers us. The situation is extremely dangerous. It can be said that we are risking our lives." Luoyang Chan raised his head with his messy hair flying, looking quite stylish.

"Bah, you've almost escaped death, but it's like you have no way out. What the hell are you talking about?" Yangguai said.

"We only talk about it when we are in danger of death, because as long as we can find that glimmer of hope, we may not be unable to escape death. There will be blessings in the future if we survive a disaster." Luoyang Chan said seriously.

"Then tell me, where is that glimmer of hope?" Yangguai asked.

"I haven't figured it out yet, so I've been looking for it." Luoyang Chan flipped through the book and said.

"Liar." Yangguai cursed angrily and ignored him, leaning against Rosen and smoking.

"Can you lend it to me and have a look?" Rosen asked.

"If it were in the past, it would definitely not work. This is the secret of my sect that is not passed on. But now, you can read it if you want. If you can remember it, please help me pass it on in the future. Don't let it be lost." Luoyang Chan handed the worn book in his hand to Rosen and said solemnly.