These days, there are many strange strangers in Xiliang City, there are players from major gangs, and there are also NPCs dressed in different clothes, who sometimes hang out in the Glory Square near the city wall; From time to time, I would go to the teahouse and wine shop on the street of the General's Mansion to eat, drink and talk.

What about these strangers! The level is very high, whether it is in the field or in the city, they always gather in groups of three or five, if they are in the wild, these people will also help the low-level players brush up the wild monsters, take them to do tasks, they don't charge any remuneration for being kind, if they meet that kind of arrogant and unreasonable people, these people can also let them hide and hide, and do not have any conflicts with the players and NPCs in Xiliang City. They are like a bunch of high-rollers who appear out of thin air, and they like to act chivalrous and help others, and they are also extremely concerned about some news in Xiliang City.

Apricot Forest in Xiliang City, a bunch of players with a level of about ten or more, are chattering around another group of players with a level of seventy, and they are chattering non-stop, facing these masters who are already at the top of the level and have excellent equipment, these players who have just entered China seem to have seen a great god, and the female is a little bird and a man has become a little fan brother, the purpose is to let these big brothers and sisters with a good temper take their next trip to brush up on equipment to do some tasks.

On the other side, the white-clothed NPCs with long swords on their backs were sitting on the ground with their eyes closed, as if they were waiting for something. In the face of these NPCs that suddenly appeared three days ago, the players were of course extremely curious, and at first they had to come forward to ask them what they were doing here, if they needed any help, and try to take on any rewarding tasks from them, but in the face of the wooden NPCs, all the players' efforts were in vain, so gradually everyone turned a blind eye to them.

A team of five approached the black stone tablet called the 'Boundary Monument', the team leader placed his hand on the Boundary Monument but no light wrapped his palm, and the team of players did not see a hint of 'whether to enter the rogue gathering place' in their field of vision.

The team leader seemed a little dazed, he retracted his hand and put it back on the boundary marker, but it was exactly the same as before.

"What's wrong, Captain?" A short team member next to him asked, "Why can't we get into the dungeon yet?" ”

"I don't know!" The captain with the mustache frowned and said, "After taking the task first, you can get a system prompt by placing your hand on the boundary monument!" I didn't do anything wrong, why don't I have anything now? ”

He looked at the strange master who had joined the team, hoping that he could clear his mind and his teammates.

"Because ......," the corners of the mage player's mouth, dressed in dark green robes and holding a staff of beast bone, turned up slightly, "the copy here may be gone." ”

"What?"

The squad leader obviously didn't understand what the master meant, but it didn't matter anymore, because all the players in Xiliang City heard a mechanical female voice in the sky.

System: The city-wide broadcast of the 'Rogue Gathering Place' dungeon has been broken and there is an enemy invasion, please all the residents of Xiliang City to defend your home.

This system message popped up on the comprehensive chat channel of all players in Apricot Forest, and all the players in Xiliang City heard the broadcast of the system in the sky, and many people were directly stunned in place.

Hearing a 'bang', the door to space behind the boundary monument that looked like a large mirror shattered, and the short white-haired old man spurted out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow'.

The white-clothed sword-backed NPC sitting on the ground took the lead in moving, and rushed towards the old man with his sword drawn.

The old man's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and the knuckles of his fingers kept gesturing with the seal, and those snow-white long swords that were as fast as thunder pierced into his clumsy body.

However, there was no blood splattering, and no red damage points floating, and the sword-wielding NPCs felt their long swords stab into the air, and the old man's figure faded away.

"People...... Humanity, you have made an unforgivable mistake! ”

An oval white light appeared on the other side of the apricot grove, and the short old man who had disappeared reappeared in the white light, and at the same time he was already holding a white and shining nine-ring staff in his hand.

"Really? Archmage Nanke," an old voice appeared behind the old man, "Didn't your senior sister tell you that mages shouldn't talk nonsense when casting spells?" ”

With a 'poof', a long sword was thrust through his vest, the tip of the sword coming straight out of his chest.

‘-46200’

Blood and damage came out at the same time, and the short white-bearded old man looked down at the tip of the bloody sword on his chest, and then a face that was once very familiar appeared in his sight.

"Yes...... Be...... It's you! Blood kept pouring from the corners of his mouth, "What...... Yes...... Small...... Sister..... Me, I...... I'm sorry...... You! ”

He spat out the last breath and fell limply to the ground, but there was no old man on the ground, only a rabbit stained red with blood.

This person with deep eyes and slightly bulging temples, and the person who assassinated the dwarf old mage was Tong Qizhen, the sword master of the Imperial Sword Sect who was about to go to King Mountain, and those young NPCs who were dressed in white and carrying long swords were his disciples.

"It's no longer safe to do here, kill all these people and ride them to Xiliang City with Tie Cai." Tong Qizhen easily withdrew the long sword inserted in the rabbit and said expressionlessly.

So the apricot grove began to stage a massacre, and those god players who still cared for the newcomers drew their swords and slashed at other players who couldn't react - such as slaughtering pigs and dogs.

All the players in the dungeon suddenly found themselves standing around a lot of people, they were no longer staying in the dungeon, dozens of teams of players were stunned to see in the culvert of the mountain in the south, there were countless teams of steppe cavalry rushing out, those dead and alive rogue elites who were in the dungeon before, picked up their weapons and galloped towards them with the horses, and then put away their knives and fell! All the players in the Apricot Forest were killed in the graveyard and resurrected.

It's just that some NPCs did make an unforgivable mistake, standing in the gap of time, a stone statue of an old woman seemed even more broken, and the last bit of the soul of the deceased Guo Rufeng was about to be squeezed dry, and above the sky that people couldn't see, the Red Gold Dragon King could at least move his eyelids.

******

The cold wind is like an iron hand, catching the flying snow as a sharp blade, blowing the vast whistling grassland into a white bone.

In the northernmost part of the Wuthering Grassland, Ulan Bari City was built on the Haichuan Pass, and it stuck like a black hammer at the intersection of the Caiyun Mountains and the Qingyun Mountains, protecting the thousands of Rohan people behind them.

Despite the snow, the city was always dark. Its walls are black, its streets are black, its domed houses are black, even its mud and its inhabitants are black. The people of the Rohan Kingdom always call it the Black Pearl, but the Northern Desert Army loves to call it sheep dung, which is good! They said it was a stinky, hard lump of sheep dung.

However, 'Ulaanbari' is neither a black pearl nor sheep dung in the Rohan language, and the city of Ulaanbazhi is what it should be, and it doesn't matter who it wants to please anyone, at least, it won't please the northern nomads who are about to progress in the wind and snow.

An Ran and the others and the wanderers stood outside the city waiting for the soldiers guarding the city to check, the snow had dyed the hair of the adventurers and NPCs white, the cattle and sheep were howling in the cold, and the black mud, animal feces, sewage, and messy footprints were still under their feet, these filthy things gathered together, making the already not wide road look muddy.

The body is soft leather armor, with a thick cotton jacket on the outside, plus a 'green forest hero's robe' Fan Yuntian looks like a big zongzi. The NPC kid rubbed his hands together and complained with hot air, "It's so cold!" The ghost weather in this place is almost catching up with Qingyun Mountain. ”

"It's alright!" Smoke shook the snow off her body, "Although my game character is a little shivering, this girl is not cold at all. ”

"Of course!" Fan Yuntian immediately shouted, "Who doesn't know that you adventurers can't feel the cold, and your world still has air conditioning. ”

"He even knows that?" The sunset, who was originally looking at the long river in front of him, turned his head and sighed in surprise: "I'll be a good girl!" Fan Yuntian, you kid can't be a monster, right? ”

"This little bastard knows everything," An Ran joked with a smile, "I just don't know why!" Fan, let me tell you, your little sister is not afraid of the cold, but there is actually a reason. ”

"Oh?" The NPC kid shook his pointed ears, "What's the reason?" He asked.

"Because your little sister is called Leng Xue in another world! Since it was cold snow, why was she afraid of the cold? ”

"Cut!" Fan Yuntian shook his hand and stopped paying attention to his brother An Ran.

"Fan Yuntian, do you know what a computer is? Do you know cars, airplanes, telephones, WeChat, KFC, etc.? The sunset of the long river said triumphantly, "You don't know! Do you need to tell you, little master? ”

Then the young Taoist priest saw An Ran holding his forehead with his hand and shaking his head slightly.

"Hey! You cannot live if you have done your own iniquity. An Ran sighed sadly.

"Yes! Need! Fan Yuntian nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and pulled Lin Xiao and Ma Zhi who were standing on the left side, "Old Lin, old horse, you also come to listen, the world of adventurers is very interesting." He said.

Half a pillar of incense has passed, the distance traveled by people and cattle and sheep is not too long, and Zhou Jiping, whose game name is 'Long River Sunset', has already shown a painful look, but Fan Yuntian's curiosity on the other side is asking the bottom of the matter, and the inch-headed young man is still patiently explaining, but he is about to break out.

An Ran, Yanluo, and a new member of the team named 'Mistaking Youth for Food', all of them were gloating at the sunset.

"I don't know why the phone can travel thousands of miles!" The sunset of the long river finally broke out, "Fan Yuntian, you always ask everything, just take a hoe and dig me to death." ”

Everyone laughed, and An Ran walked over and patted the young man on the shoulder to show comfort.

As they were already close to the city gates, their laughter drew reproaches from the interrogating soldiers.

"No noise!" A soldier with a spear in his hand said, "Come here! It's your turn. ”

So An Ran and the others could only follow behind the herdsmen, driving the cattle and sheep to the soldiers who were checking.

"Huh! Adventurer? Or four. The soldier frowned and said, "Copperfield, you old thing has a lot of skills!" ”

Hearing this, the fat old man in the felt hat and sheepskin jacket bowed even lower.

"Master Yujun, they are long-term laborers hired by my family," said the herdsman Copperfield respectfully, "they have been helping me for a long time, and the little old man dares to guarantee that they are all honest adventurers, and there is no problem at all." ”

"Well...... said another soldier with his eyes fixed on the sheep, "you don't say it - heed the one with the burning stick, you come here, and the rest of the people stand still and don't move!" ”

"Master Jun!" An Ran honestly walked up to them and shouted with a smile, and then grabbed a money bag from his personal package.

"Where did it come from?" The soldier squinted at An Ran's hand with his eyes and asked indifferently.

"Back to the military master, we are adventurers on the northern grasslands, we took the master's work to help the master drive the sheep to the city to sell, and the military masters in the winter have to stay here to shelter us, these people are really very hard, this is a little little careful to express gratitude, and I hope the military master can smile." He handed him the money bag.

"I can see that you are all responsible people," the faces of the two soldiers who took the money bag instantly became a little kinder, "It is not uncommon for adventurers to help the herdsmen take care of their affairs, but this is an extraordinary time, and it is necessary to check the people who come in and out - I think they are fine." He turned to the other soldier with a smile.

"What could be the problem?" The soldier replied and then said to An Ran and the others, "Hurry into the city, and don't stand in the way of the people behind." ”

Then they and the herdsmen drove the sheep across the dirty dirt road and into the dark city gates.

In front of me was a low-rise dome of houses, random and chaotic like matchboxes falling on the ground, which made the streets of Ulaanbari seem twisted and narrow, with corners and alleys everywhere. The cold wind poured in from this street entrance, and I was afraid that it would not find a chance to escape from the other street at all, so it could only slam itself into the pedestrians wearing cotton caps or hoods in a rage.

They had to follow the old man Copperfield to the quartermaster's depot, and after a dizzy walk through several streets, they finally came to a place full of soldiers standing on all sides, but the terrain was relatively empty, and after the old man had sold his cattle and sheep to the quartermaster at a very low price, An Ran and the others were ready to say goodbye to the northern nomad.

"Take care, uncle!" The handsome young man clenched his fists in the heavy snow, "Thank you for taking care of us these days, I hope that Uncle will go home safely and have a good year with Aunt Tina." ”

"Hey!" The obese red-faced old man patted the snow on his body, "Every time, I hope that the officials will send us more coins with kindness, but every time we are disappointed, so let's go!" That's it! As long as you can subsidize your family, may the goddess of the grassland bless you! He touched his left chest with his right hand and saluted, then turned and walked out into the more winding street.

Just like any other NPC, this ordinary old man has to buy all kinds of supplies and spend the winter with his family.

"What can we do next?" Smoke asked as he was about to enter a tavern.

"People who know this city, who know this city," said An Ran, an exotic man who was staring at the tavern as he was guessing and drinking, "and then find an opportunity to get close to the defenders of the city and kill him." ”

In just one day, the Tai'an gang sent to act as scouts all infiltrated the city of Ulaanbari, and they were probably passers-by roaming the streets; It could be a gamer who comes and goes and does all sorts of small tasks; small vendors who may be sitting on the side of the street selling things; Of course, there are a few people who still do their old jobs, curled up in the corner and became stinky beggars. Still, the fifty-three of them were not gathered together, and were scattered around like beans on a dustpan, secretly watching the city's every move.

******

On the same day, on the southwest border of the Jin Kingdom, this day was destined to be a sad day for all the NPCs and players in Xiliang City, and the huge Xiliang City was easily defeated by the 200,000 soldiers of the Rohan Kingdom.

In the face of these enemies that seem to have fallen from the sky, whether it is the players or NPCs in the city, they are as weak as weak babies, and the sound of the horn at the head of the city is no longer a warning and morale boost, it should be regarded as a lament of death.

There are only 30,000 defenders in Xiliang City, and the general who guards the city is Yu Liancheng, the Taishou of Xiliang City. When the grassland barbarians, with 200,000 horses, rushed from the apricot forest to the city, the first thing that this middle-aged NPC who usually prefers to dance with guns and sticks thought of was to protect himself.

Sad and lamentable thoughts, if he had led his troops to defend the city in a good way on weekdays, the walls of the largest city on the southwest border of the Jin Kingdom would inevitably be full of soldiers with sharp weapons in their hands. Even if there are not many soldiers standing in peacetime, if he can lead the soldiers to stand at the head of the city at the first time when the system prompt sounds, according to the tall and thick city walls and moats, he can at least resist for a while and let the enemy lose his troops, but now the corpses of the defenders of Xiliang City are lying on the entire Glory Square, and the soldiers of the enemy country are standing on the head of the city.

And the Taishou Yu Liancheng, who was the first to want to escape, has been cut off by Chahar with a knife, and at this moment he is hanging at the head of the city to demonstrate to the people of the entire Xiliang City.

"Prairie heroes don't kill the people!" Wearing a white hat-shaped helmet and mixed leather and iron armor, Chahar stood at the top of the city and shouted: "The people of the city, whether they are natives or adventurers, as long as they lay down their arms and give up resistance, we will not be embarrassed. ”

In the inaugural hall on the right side of the General's Mansion in Xiliang City, the six mentors who had been transferred to the player were besieged by the enemy army, and they were standing side by side with some gang players, and the ground was already full of corpses, most of which were enemy soldiers, and they themselves were more or less injured, and they had to look desperately at the pikemen who poured into the courtyard like hunting dogs.

Kill a splash and still a splash, even if your martial arts are high; Even if someone stretches their necks to cut you down, and the 200,000 army is exhausted, you can't finish it.

What's more, there is a pawn with a gong in the courtyard, and whenever they kill for a while and all the enemy pawns fall, the young NPC pawn will ring the gong.

"The heroes of Xiliang City!" He persuaded: "When you are tired, you can put down your arms and don't need to fight anymore, we just have an enmity with the court of Jinguo, what do we have to do with you?" You can't afford to work for a corrupt and tyrannical court. ”

Then, the warrior monk mentor on the upper body looked at this pawn like an angry King Kong, "You guys are good together, if you want to kill or scrape, you can do whatever you want, if you frown, you are not a warrior monk of Xiliangcheng, and those who commit our land are not together." ”

The pawn didn't speak, but beckoned to the pikemen outside the courtyard, and another group of soldiers stepped forward as if they were dead.

"Kill!" All spears stab the class mentors and players who are still desperately resisting.

The warrior monk screamed and kicked his feet to the ground, and a Buddhist chant sounded, and his bronze muscles glowed with golden light, and the spears pierced his body as if they had hit a stubborn stone, and then the soldiers were shaken away one by one.

The warrior monk strode forward, stretched out his arms to wrap around, and the two soldiers who couldn't dodge were directly taken into his arms, and the powerful arm force made the heads of the two soldiers collide with each other, the two heads broke at the same time, the two damage values floated up, and the warrior monk's chest was splashed with blood and **.

Four spears stabbed from behind, and the warrior monk couldn't dodge the hard resistance, and the golden light on his body was much dimmer than before, and blood was already oozing from the corners of his mouth.

The swordsman mentor raised the bloody sword; The archer mentor drew the bowstring into a full moon; The mage raised his staff and began to chant; The warrior was going to use his 'sonorous roar', and the diminutive Assassin mentor was still searching for the back of the soldiers, and the players were fighting desperately.

As expected, after a burst of sword light and blood, there were more than a dozen more corpses lying on the ground, but so what? There were fewer people he resisted, and these NPC mentors who were level 60 and could be arrogant in Xiliang City on weekdays were even more seriously injured.

The most important thing is that someone has already retreated, then it means that the enemy's heart attack technique has worked.

I don't know when Chahar has already walked into this courtyard leisurely, and the tall general stared at the six Jinguo NPCs covered in blood for a long time with a little sarcasm.

"Hmmm! Yes, they're all heroes," he suddenly turned his head to look at the players next to him and couldn't help laughing, "The local residents are desperately resisting to protect their homes, so what about you?" Adventurers, what are you fighting to the death for? For the honor of Xiliang City? Hahahaha......"

He laughed for a long time, and laughed so arrogantly and proudly.

"I'm here to tell you, adventurers shouldn't have borders, and they should be chic and scattered all over the world as their home, come here! Where is the money not earned? Where is the task not picked? Don't think that you can't kill yourself, the 200,000 elites of this general can guard the cemetery outside the city, as long as you appear, you will come forward to besiege and kill, how much equipment and cultivation can you drop? ”

What a terrible remark, Chahar's remarks were the last straw that crushed the players in the courtyard who were still resisting, and then they all put away their weapons and walked towards the opponent's lineup.

Also on the left side of the General's Mansion, it is the rudder of the Tai'an Gang in Xiliangcheng, and the huge houses are full of military supplies, which is the lifeblood of the entire Southern Xinjiang Army, so the fighting here is far more tragic than the inaugural hall.

The NPC warrior Yan Xiaoliu, the female swordsman Qin Shufen named 'Casual Play', and the rest of the Tai'an Gang stood next to each other to form a human wall outside the gate of the granary, preventing the enemy soldiers with torches from approaching the granary.

In any case, it must be dragged to the Ximen Blowing Cave to lead the brigade to return to Xiliang City, the granary must not be lost, if the materials inside let the enemy burn it down, it will be all played, what will the 800,000 southern Xinjiang troops fighting in the Rohan Kingdom eat?

But they don't have a chance to delay at all, and the enemy soldiers don't use any heart-attacking techniques to fight one-on-one in this place, but swarm like a hornet's nest.

Their purpose is simple - to burn the military supplies in Xiliang City.

The doors of the same granary buildings and equipment depots were already full of corpses, and blood stained the streets red and then followed the drainage ditches. The clashing of weapons, the wails of NPCs, the whistling of arrows, the chanting of spells, and the sound of soul-breaking are endless.

Dressed in red, he flew up to an old locust tree on the side of the granary building, and condescendingly used the swordsman's skill 'Butterfly Love Flower' In an instant, the sword light in the entire courtyard was everywhere, and the snow-white long sword rushed towards the enemy's body like snowflakes covering the sky.

A palm-wide snow-white sword light flashed in front of the enemy, and dozens of heads flew into the sky, losing the neck of the head, and the blood shot like a fountain.

Then the casual play on the tree was shrouded in sharp arrows like raindrops, and Qin Shufen, who was in exquisite shape, was still not spared no matter how much she dodged, and she was hit by arrows in her shoulder, left leg, and abdomen. Thanks to the fact that she is a player, she did not fall off the branch because of the pain.

However, more than half of her health had already dropped, and as she flew down from the tree, an arrow followed.

The NPC warrior Yan Xiaoliu was quick with a quick hand, and with a horizontal swing, he slashed the arrow that was fired at the casual play vest.

Later, the Taoist player 'Jiangzhong Prodigal Son', who joined the Tai'an Gang, waved the green powder in his hand, and was about to draw a hook in the air with a white paper fan, when the spear of an enemy squad leader happened to pierce his chest.

‘-4268’

The crimson value flew up This is a fatal blow, and the uncle whose real name is Li Guoqing can only watch his game character's eyes fall in a pool of blood, and the people here have lost a top support.

Time passed by a minute, and it was like a scythe in his hand, and every minute, every second, would take a life, until there was no one left to defend the granaries and equipment depots.

Then the munitions depot in Xiliang City and the houses of the Tai'an Gang were on fire.

Qin Shufen and many Tai'an Gang brothers who were resurrected in the cemetery outside the city were not guarded by the enemy, but they could only look sadly at the thick smoke rising from the city, it's over! The supplies of the Southern Xinjiang Army are gone, their home in Xiliang City is gone, and the NPC brothers who once shared hardships and hardships can no longer survive.

What if the player can be resurrected countless times? Will the NPCs you care about come back to life? Can you get your lost feelings back? No!

Only those players who have no heart and lungs and play this world as a game are still watching the enemy soldiers chop off the heads of the resisters in Glory Square, and they have no scruples to applaud, but some people are very sad, really sad.