Chapter 72: The Players' Ambush
Demacia has found three young elves in the cells of the orc stronghold!
When he posted the screenshot on the forum, the players exploded almost instantaneously......
Human beings are very emotional creatures and have a natural sympathy for the weak.
At the same time, most people lack resistance to cute, cute creatures.
And the young elves fit this perfectly......
The big eyes are incomparably innocent, and the fair and immature skin seems to be punctured if touched lightly, and the appearance that has not yet grown is absolutely 100% pure and lovely.
Coupled with the dirty clothes, the panic and despair that appeared in their expressions from time to time, and the faint vigilance and alienation that unconsciously exuded, the three young elves looked like three little milk cats who had been bullied.
All of a sudden, the sympathy of all the players is about to overflow......
"Too ...... It's so cute...... Yes...... No...... It's so pathetic!"
"It's a game, but it's too foul, isn't it?"
"The orcs have gone too far, and they dare to hit our noble and beautiful elves with their ideas! I'm the one on this mission! ”
"Demacia, you stay honest on the side, don't move your hands or feet!"
Demacia: ......
"Let's go! Save our elven companions! ”
"It's coming! Here it comes! ”
Players who were already excited about the hidden mission became more enthusiastic.
In Eve's perception, he was surprised to find that what was originally only a few dozen players who took on the mission had quickly grown to hundreds of people......
They joined Demacia's ranks and began to move in twos and threes in the direction of the stronghold.
And the reason, not only the reward of the mission, but also a screenshot of Demacia......
In the end, Li Mu even had to open a group voice and act as a team commander, so as not to let the players rush over to the bad things......
"You Zhengtai Lori control ......"
Eve was silent.
……
Sunset.
In the southeast area of the Elven Forest, four half-orcs of the Black Iron rank were walking in the forest.
In their hands, they carried a dead one-horned wind deer.
It was a kind of black iron inferior magical beast, and its blood had strong magical conductivity, making it an excellent material for drawing magic circles.
However, this kind of magical beast is difficult to find, and the orcs have spent a lot of effort to finally catch it.
They walked and chatted.
"Hey, it's really not easy, it took us a day to hunt a wind deer, and I don't know if the priest will be angry......"
"No way, the forests in this area are too barren......"
"Do you want me to say, the priests, are too anxious to make arrangements to communicate with the Father now?"
"Hehe, you don't know this, report the secret to the tribe, how can the reward you get be directly reported to the Father God?"
"That's right......"
However, as they walked, the orcs in front suddenly stopped.
"Wait!"
He looked left and right with a solemn face:
"Something's wrong, it's too quiet over here......"
After saying that, he sniffed again.
In an instant, his face changed:
"Not good, there are enemies!"
As soon as the words fell, it was accompanied by a "Hit!" Countless violent magic fluctuations came, fireballs, wind blades, lightning strikes...... It rained down on them in the face.
The four half-orcs were momentarily stunned.
They hurriedly threw away their prey and began to dodge.
But even so, because the magic was so intensive, they were unfortunate enough to be hit, and in the blink of an eye, one after another, and the most serious one was even directly deprived of an arm......
And before they could react, another shout of the same voice came:
"Up!"
only heard the sound of hula, and more than a dozen tall figures suddenly surged around.
They were all dressed in gorgeous equipment, their faces were excited, and they rushed towards them with their weapons in their hands, "Ulla" and "Chongah", and their hideous expressions were as if they had seen the enemy who killed their father.
This...... Where did the elves come out?!
How did the elves know they were here?!
Looking at the four half-orcs with sluggish faces, the corners of Li Mu's mouth hooked, and he released a vine technique with his hand, and commanded at the same time:
"Don't beat them hard, they are very strong, there are many of us, we will kill them little by little!"
After saying that, he added:
"Don't hit them in the face!"
He's been in ambush here with the players for a long time.
Because of Demacia's connection, the movements of the orcs have always been in the player's hands.
And if the orcs want to draw a sacrificial circle, they will definitely go to the forest to hunt magical beasts.
And the monsters that can meet their needs are far away from their strongholds, especially the main prey in it, the unicorn wind deer, and the players happen to know where to find it.
Through the minimap shared by Demacia, Li Mu judged that this should be the only way for the orcs to return, so he brought a group of players here to ambush very early.
Now, at last, someone has been caught.
The strength of the half-orcs is very strong, and although the players have reached the same level as the Black Iron Rank, their combat experience is far weaker than theirs.
However, because the player is not afraid of pain and death, and really fights with the orcs, there is a momentum that does not want to die, so that several orcs are tied.
But even so, there were a few players who fell after the first engagement.
It's just that there are a large number of players, and no matter how strong the orcs are, they are still outnumbered, and the wounds on their bodies are constantly increasing......
When the strength is almost the same, or the strength is slightly higher, the crowd tactic is always the player's nirvana.
And the players are also destined to become a nightmare for enemies who are not far behind them.
"Crazy! They must be crazy! ”
Looking at the group of elves in front of them, the four half-orcs were finally afraid.
As they retreated, they shouted in a loud voice:
"We surrender! We surrender! We are willing to leave the Elven Forest and stop fighting! ”
After saying this, the corners of the mouth of the half-orc grinned slightly.
It's their nirvana!
Elves are peace-loving creatures.
As long as they are willing to admit defeat, this group of straight-brained long ears will open one side and will not be wiped out.
This is already the experience that the orcs have summed up for many years of hunting elves, and it has been tried and tested repeatedly.
Only this time, the elves didn't stop......
"Surrender? Hehe, we don't take prisoners, you better obediently become contribution and experience points! ”
The players smiled and attacked even more violently.
"They can't hold on!"
"Kill them!"
"Defeat the evil orcs and save our people!"
"Ula ——!"
Listening to the shouts of the elves and looking at the bloodthirsty killing intent in their eyes, the four orcs were stunned.
Wait a minute?
They...... They're going to kill them all?!
When did these elves become so bloodthirsty?
For a while, several half-orcs had an inexplicable chill, feeling that their cognition of elves had collapsed in an instant.
"This ...... Is it really an elf......"
Looking at the handsome face that was so hideous that it was distorted, they muttered in disbelief.
Instead of giving them a chance to think more, the players used their skills to attack the orcs in a frenzy.
One person has a knife, and after a knife, he retreats, and the others make up for it.
It works together incredibly......
Finally, the first orc couldn't hold on.
After being stabbed in the chest, he slowly collapsed.
And after the death of the first orc, the players became more imposing, and in the blink of an eye, the remaining orcs gradually couldn't hold on......
Eventually, at the cost of eight players' deaths, the last orc also fell to the swords.
IMMEDIATELY AFTERWARD, A GROUP OF PLAYERS EAGERLY STRIPPED OFF THEIR CLOTHES AND BEGAN TO ROLL THEIR GEAR.
Li Mu did not participate, but looked at the blood-stained body of the half-orc, and his expression was very solemn:
"I didn't expect the half-orcs to be so strong in combat......"
They organized a total of twenty-seven players above level 11 in this ambush, but they paid such a large number of casualties.
And that's just the half-orcs of the Black Iron Lower Rank!
Li Mu had to sigh that the combat effectiveness of intelligent creatures of the same level and demonic beasts without wisdom was still incomparable.
Sighing, he shouted to one of the elven girls in the team:
"Little Xianmeow, start giving them a look at the lunch box."