Chapter 874: One Breath Lives
After a while.
The chaos in the early stage of Yilu gradually stabilized, and the healing and damage reduction skills finally connected to the rhythm, but even so, there will still be casualties if you are not careful, especially the heavy players in the front row, almost every second there are people who are being hit hard or even killed, and the golden sword qi that falls densely in the air is like asking for their lives, these Molin knights are indeed too fierce!
"Whew!"
Under the staggered cutting of the double dagger, suddenly the head of a Molin knight flew up in the air, and the last blow actually completed the killing effect, this is the first Molin knight to be killed on our deer position, and a small pile of gold coins burst out in an uproar, just looking at the output of gold coins is amazing, and the merit value and experience value are very rich, I as the killer, accounted for the majority of them, and the rest of the team divided a lot.
"Tut-tut......"
Ah Fei raised his staff to attack while exclaiming: "It's worthy of being a mountain and sea level monster, if I can always mix like this, I can mix about level 3-4 today." β
Shen Mingxuan kept shooting with his bow, and his beautiful eyes were horizontal: "Follow Ah Liming's experience?" Don't be ashamed, you see how miserable Ah Li is, rubbed by a group of Molin knights......"
In the battlefield, the Nightmare Combo and General Attack of the Molin Knight have not stopped, and there are new Molin Knight in the distance who have launched a charge, so the "Dinghai Divine Needle" on my front line has indeed been swayed back and forth by the impact, which is also something that cannot be helped, but as long as Lin Xi, Qing Deng, Calorie and others can support it, the Yilu position can be defended.
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About ten minutes later.
Ahead, the strength of seventy or eighty thousand Flame God Legion is about to be cut and killed, I rarely see the defeated strength of the Flame God Legion, most of them have been killed and martyred on the position, the Molin Knights are not only in number, but also in individual combat effectiveness are also crushing the Flame God Legion, for the same reason, although the Flame God Legion is strong, but it is negligent in practice in tactics and training, aside from equipment and equipment, in fact, the combat quality of the Fire God Legion is not as good as the Flowing Fire Legion, especially when fighting against the Alien Demon Legion, They are inexperienced and panicked, which is much stronger than the Wandering Fire Legion, after all, it is an army that originally belonged to the Far Eastern Province, and it has no less dealings with the Pioneer Legion and the Flame Legion.
"No more......"
One of the captains had only one arm left, and he was shocked by the sword of the Molin knight and flew back, his eyes were intertwined with blood and tears, and he roared with unwillingness: "My brothers have all been killed, do we still have to continue to work hard to support us, my lord?!" There are less than 10,000 people left in the people we brought out......"
In the crowd, Lin Xiuwen, the deputy commander who was holding a war knife and constantly dividing the Molin Knight into two, had an angry look on his face, but looking at the gradually submerged position in front of him, although he was unwilling, he couldn't help but face this reality, and gritted his teeth and ordered: "I can only retreat, order, the army outside the pass of the Flame God Legion will slowly retreat into the pass!" β
In the distance, the Knights Templar suffered heavy losses, and there were less than 30,000 of the 70,000 or 80,000 heavy cavalry left to meet the battle, and countless ownerless mounts were running back and forth on the battlefield, full of sadness.
"Knights Templar, retreat!"
Finally, less than four hours after the battle with the Pioneer Legion and the Immortal Legion, the most elite Terran Fire God Legion, Templar Knights, and Parliamentary Army all withdrew to defend Yanmen Pass, leaving only a large number of players struggling to defend their positions outside the pass.
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"The NPCs are gone, what are we waiting for!?"
In the distance, the leader of the Yunhai Xuan Alliance, Xian Yi, raised his long sword angrily, and shouted in a low voice: "Waist, you are responsible for leading everyone to the queen of the palace, and the rest of the people will follow me to return to the gate immediately, if we don't leave, we may not be able to enter!" β
As he spoke, his pupils dilated violently, and his eyes surveyed the battle array: "Hey, where is the waist?" β
In the crowd, a young marksman frowned and said, "Report to the alliance leader, the deputy alliance leader of the Northwest Waist King has already retreated into the pass with his own people ten minutes ago." β
"Gan!"
In the other direction, Lu Tiehan, who had not been seen for a long time, carried a broken long sword, galloped with Wang Yaozu and others, and roared: "Damn, the Molin knight is too fierce, Lao Tzu suspects that he can't beat it alone, everyone in Longyin Mountain retreats, how fast and fast he can run, and if he is killed for running slowly, he is all to blame for not exercising~~~"
Pan's hunchback directly opened the speed skill, and he ran like lightning.
"Turtle son, run faster than Lao Tzu!"
Farther away, Dawn's original rock-like position was being continuously chiseled apart by the impact of the Molin Knights, and in the blink of an eye, it was already scattered, as if it had been gnawed by hyenas, Dawnbreaker's face became more and more ugly, the blade in his hand hung low, and he sighed: "I can't stop it, many T1 guilds can't stop it, let's withdraw, there's no need to do fearless struggles outside the city." β
"Hmm!"
Dawn Dust nodded: "Retreat!" β
One after another, on the positions outside the city, the guilds below T1 retreated one by one, and the remaining T1 guilds were like gambling with each other, although the overall defense line outside the city was full of holes, everyone was busy extending and connecting with each other, but they were always reluctant to retreat, even if they suffered huge losses, everyone was known as the T1 guild, at this time, the comparison was strength and resilience, whoever retreated first was ashamed!
And,There is a "LIVE" mark in the upper right corner of the interface,Behind it is the avatar of the beautiful anchor "Fei'er",The total number of people watching the live broadcast has exceeded 2000W,At this time, many people are watching the performance of a group of T1 guilds in the national costume,No one wants to retreat for a while,After all, it's too embarrassingγ
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Night falls.
On the entire battle line, there were constantly wisps of golden streamers falling in the air like rainfall, and when they fell into the crowd, they turned into golden sword qi with sufficient lethality, and the position that stretched for nearly several miles was full of chickens and dogs, which was already a little miserable.
"Aren't we going to withdraw?"
In the position of the Wuji Guild, the Yanshi was invisibly left with only residual blood, carrying a dagger and retreating to seek refuge, while shouting loudly at the Yanshi in the front row: "If we don't attack, if we don't retreat, I'm afraid the losses will be further expanded, is it possible that we Wuji want to learn from the group of Hanhan of the Troubled World War Alliance, and wait for the front row to die before retreating?" β
Yan Shi didn't attack the sword and crossed the front line, and his voice was low: "Support it for a while, now the people of Yunhaixuan and Dawn are retreating, and the few gates of Yanmen Pass are full of people, and even if we retreat, we have no way to go." β
"Alas......"
At this moment, the dragon riding hall guild not far from Wuji was even more chaotic, their defense line was cut into seven or eight pieces, and they were constantly penetrated by the Molin knights, one by one the Molin knights wielded blood-colored sword blades and rushed to kill wantonly in the crowd of players, where the sword light started, there must be a head on the ground, with a puff of blood rain, constantly attracting the golden sword qi in the sky, these Molin knights are as if they are incarnated as Changshan Zhao Zilong, and they want to kill seven in and seven out in the crowd of the Dragoon Palace.
"It must be withdrawn!"
On the front line, the Penghao people slashed back and forth with a sword, and their bodies were also covered with bloody cuts cut out by the ink qilin, and their eyes were about to split, and said: "Boss, let's retreat, if we continue to fight like this, our front row will soon be consumed, in order to compete for a T1 false name, there is no need at all!" β
"Shut up!"
Zixiong frowned.
Not far away, Shi Jiu Nianhua was killing monsters under the protection of a group of paladins, his eyes were cold, and he said, "Testicles, what do you mean by these words?" Who's fighting for T1's sign? We are doing this for the dignity of the national uniform! There is a way that people live in one breath, an event, and they were defeated by the alien demon army in less than four hours after resisting outside the gate, can we afford such a person in our national uniform? β
"Hmm."
Xia Worm said in the cold: "What the alliance leader said is also reasonable, Penghao, I know that your starting point is also good, let's say a few words from everyone, now it is important to resist the enemy, don't care about that." β
The Penghao people snorted angrily, and raised their swords to the other side, but the position of the entire guild of the Dragoon Hall was falling apart, and they could only rely on a group of super powerful players such as Zixiong, Basil people, ghost walkers, and whatever they wanted to withstand the pressure and survive, this kind of loss was indeed too great, almost every second, nearly a hundred people fell, and it couldn't support it for a few minutes, in fact, it was not necessary.
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In the end, the guild known as T1 in the national server, the first to retreat was actually a myth.
Holding the sword blade in his hand, he rode a war horse, and used his shield to block damage for everyone, while saying in a deep voice: "There are more and more Molin knights, and it has become unsafe outside the city, the back row covers the front row, and slowly retreats to minimize the loss!" β
Purgatory Dawn carried a war bow, constantly shooting and repelling the Molin knight who was charging, and frowned: "Everyone follow closely, don't fall behind, at this time falling behind is committing suicide, don't hesitate!" β
The painting on the paper is the same, carrying the sword blade to instigate everyone to retreat.
No one thought that the myth of the so-called national service quasi-T0 would be the first to retreat.
"Humph......"
Qing Deng snorted lazily and said with a smile: "The two guys of Immortal Jue and Purgatory Dawn are really pragmatic and not pragmatic, and they retreated decisively after seeing that the battle damage began to expand, which is much stronger than the one in the Dragoon Palace." β
Haotian waved the dragon axe and slashed indiscriminately, and asked, "Boss, when will we retreat?" β
"No hurry!"
I looked at the situation on both sides of the position and said: "We can afford the price in front of us for the time being, let's resist for a few more minutes, let's retreat when there is a gap in the city gate, before retreating, everyone shrinks the formation, slowly retreats, leans on the city gate to fight, and keeps no worries." β
"Hmm!"
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Outside the customs.
With the retreat of the myth, the old T1 guilds such as Prague and Fengmang also retreated one by one, and then, the Dragoon Hall was no longer stubborn, almost retreating at the speed of rout, followed by Wuji and the Troubled War Alliance, and soon after, only the two major guilds of Yilu and Fenglin Volcano were guarding outside the Yanmen Pass.