[Di Kunming] laughed: "There are a lot of bones on the other side!

With that, he tossed a bone in the air.

I saw a husky dog who didn't know what was going on, and only had bones in his eyes, jumped high, grabbed the bones in one bite, and just landed on the arrow stack at the head of the wall, he couldn't wait to gnaw on the bones.

"Hahahaha!" the players immediately let out a loud laugh.

The young lady of the holy warrior next to her, Jia Ludi, was dumbfounded, and she was simply subverted.

These are probably human fishmen and shrimp people, and they all risk their lives to save her, how dare they start a war with the Scorpion King without the consent of their superiors for her?

Aren't they afraid of punishment from above?

Even if you are not afraid.

There are thousands of skeletons in the sea of bones in front of you, and if there are no reinforcements, no one will want to live!

At this time, the dark elf she had seen came up and said lightly: "For them, this is just a game. But you don't have to worry too much. They are not weak, and soon there will be nothing to look for...... Well, there's reinforcements. ”

The corpse witch on the opposite side couldn't understand what the player was yelling about, but from the opponent's neat and uniform spitting movements, he clearly knew the opponent's attitude.

Not to mention the loss of bones, it would be an absolute humiliation to all the undead.

No matter how rich the feelings are before death, they will become indifferent after becoming immortal, and only a very small number of strong feelings before death will be imprinted into the soul, or from the will of the lord.

What it can feel most is the wrath of the sovereign against the living!

But it chose to wait quietly.

Time is running out for the living.

Overhead, the still brilliant sunlight was rapidly receding, as if the night had been withdrawn by the hand of the gods.

There is no brilliant galaxy, only a dark night!

This is the 'heavenly time' of the undead!

The wind in the desert became wild.

The wind that swept across the battlefield, mixed with large grains of sand, crackled and rolled in, keeping the players at the outpost from opening their eyes.

When the players came back to their senses, in the camp of the undead, banners with human skulls as the core and gold decorations suddenly raised one by one.

The night wind blew through the skull, making a ghostly and terrible humming sound.

In the blink of an eye, it was already a sea of flags.

The other party actually increased his troops quietly?

The air swept through the entire battlefield like a dust storm.

The players are shocked to find that the 10-meter-high wall has lost a full meter at some point - it is the sand and dust that has buried the root of the wall.

The skeleton soldiers looked up.

Their eyes that beat with soul fire reflected the tall silhouette of the outpost, but in the depths of the ghostly fire, there was a trace of doubt - why was there only a dozen 'people' in an enemy outpost?

"Fools! those fish and shrimp are puppets of the enemy, so they have no soul!" the corpse witch shouted, "Keep attacking!"

Hundreds of skeletal shooters began to assemble.

Even though they were bones, they used peculiar red straps to secure the few dry hairs left on their shriveled heads.

Without any concealment, they wore ornate copper shawls adorned with ornate gems and brass rings around their leg bones.

This kind of operation is extremely sloppy, so that they are clearly visible even at night.

Once assembled, the skeleton archer raised his unexpectedly well-maintained longbow and bent his bow to shoot arrows.

A large black glow rose from fifty meters away, reflecting in the depths of Jialudi's pupils.

The cloud of arrows, which rose higher and flew farther with the help of the wind, was like a swarm of locusts from the distant sky, drawing a long parabola, from far to near, and finally pouring down on the city wall in the form of heavy rain.

"Arrow attack!" Calludi subconsciously called out.

After shouting, she saw some of the shrimp mermaids standing in place stupidly, and she realized the problem of language barriers.

It was too late, and she subconsciously shrank her body behind the arrow stack.

Helplessly watched the rain of arrows wash the city.

"Dangdang!" the bronze arrow shot at the granite with a sonorous crashing sound.

In her sight, a stupid lobster man was shot by thirty arrows. The seemingly heavy natural shrimp shell failed to save its life.

This guy was lifted and thrown off by the impact of N arrows, and then fell to the inside of the outpost wall like a dumpling with some of his unlucky companions.

"Huh?" the corpse witch couldn't help but let out a contemptuous laugh when he saw this.

On the city wall, Garudi's scalp was numb. Of course she was grateful to these strange 'humans' for saving her life. can see that the other party died like this because of the lack of the most basic military literacy. Her heart was very distressed.

This was when the surprise happened to her.

In the small oasis in the middle of the outpost, there was a sudden burst of light.

From her point of view, she could just see a group of fishmen and shrimp people crawling out of the pool, all scolding. Instead of scurrying around like blind flies, they rushed to their designated target. He took the things of his dead companion and immediately rushed up the city wall.

She counted how many had died, and how much had been regained.

The shrimp people on the city wall laughed even more.

[Du, stupid]: "Brother, you don't have to speak. I also know that you used to be a hero until you were hit by an arrow in the knee. Hahaha"

The player, who happened to be called [Arrow in the Knee], was depressed: "Grass! Lao Tzu was hit by an arrow all over his body! Fortunately, it was only 30% open, and it hurt so much that my liver flew out just now. I must check if there are a few more holes on my body after I go offline. ”

"! You're not dead, and you can still talk to me?"

Here, someone asked the captain [有琴の思forget]: "Shall we fight back?"

[Youqin Si Forget] glanced at the new player: "How to fight back?Shoot him with an arrow?Don't be funny.,Even if you see it.,Shoot it for you?Wait for the enemy to get closer.,Then prepare a cocktail!"

Seeing only the fish and shrimp, Garudi smiled evilly and pulled out a bunch of wine bottles, and couldn't help but ask the dark elves, "What are they doing?"

"I didn't know, they were going to make a bunch of weird stuff. Some of them worked, and some of them were beyond my imagination. ”

The players are of course prepared the famous Molotov cocktail.

In this kind of 'game' with a high degree of freedom, how can players not use their genius (self-perceived) imagination?

It can blast the enemy's dog head with a missile from a distance of 800 kilometers, and it will definitely not pull to 800 meters to play a headshot.

If you can be leveled, you will never be able to fight in close combat.

Someone threw a bladder gas bomb before, and someone also prepared an incendiary bomb.

If I can't find saltpeter and gunpowder, I can't even find grease, right?

Squeezing lard, squeezing animal fat, right?

As nearly a thousand skeletons approached the walls and watchtowers, they threw out bottles of wine with strips of ignition cloth stuck in their mouths.

As soon as it landed, with a clear cracking sound, it was a fire!