Chapter 90: The Tyrant Heavenly Troupe, Expedition!
"Marshal!"
Father William pointed at the undead players led by Long Aotian and roared angrily: "This is the undead who robbed the northern realm!" This group of undead actually knew that the raid on the Northern Expeditionary Army must be controlled by a necromancer behind it! ”
"Okay."
Alex nodded, his expression serious: "Today, we will kill this group of evil guys!" Retake the North for His Majesty! ”
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"Reinforcements from the NPC camp are here!"
"It's over, my brother Long will definitely not be able to bear it, the NPC army looks like there are a lot of people."
"It's not that we don't do it, it's because there are too many opponents."
"What are you afraid of, it's over when you cut it! Is my brother Long a person who is afraid of things? ”
The barrage in the live broadcast room is still rolling, but Long Aotian is not in a good mood.
Alex led the army into the battlefield, and for a while the players were losing and retreating, so they could only temporarily end the offensive and adjust the formation.
"Why are their reinforcements coming so quickly!"
Long Aotian had a calm face and sent a private message to Xu Ercong: "Brother Cong, the support army of the NPC camp has arrived, and judging from the approximate scale, there should be a lot of people." ”
"Okay, go ahead with the plan."
Xu Ercong nodded: "You try your best to delay this group of NPCs." ”
"Hmm."
Long Aotian nodded, and then ordered in the team battle channel: "The points are already in place!" Dare to grab! ”
This is very domineering.
Hundreds of thousands of NPCs, in the eyes of my Brother Long, are just a group of self-propelled point extraction machines.
Players look up, and on the endless plain, NPCs have opened up formations, and army soldiers and Templars have spread out formations, not to mention 300,000 people!
The black pressure is overwhelming, and the momentum is soaring, as if it is a locust, and it makes people tremble to watch.
Legions of soldiers waiting for their hearts, Templars on horseback, and mages at the rear.
This is the orthodox army of the fantasy wizarding world!
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"Damn, how can you fight this!"
"Who is the natural disaster? Our undead tremble. ”
"Is this game played for masochism?"
"The takeaway has been ordered, and I am waiting for the next meal."
The foreign players in the barrage sneered, sitting back and watching the defeat of the local players of the Grim Reaper.
The disparity in strength between the two sides looks very large, and in the eyes of most players, the undead of the player's camp will definitely collapse.
As far as the Grim Reaper on the battlefield is concerned, the players are not optimistic, and this battle is clearly unwinnable.
The number of enemies is less than 300,000, and the number of players in the plain battlefield is only 80,000, and most of them are players in their 20s, and players above level 25 are basically taken away by Xu Ercong.
However, in the face of such a large disparity in numbers, undead players are still undaunted!
To everyone's surprise, the undead were the first to attack, as if they were the ones with the upper hand.
"Brothers, if you die, you will die, first cut the points and then talk about it!"
The players of the Aotian Club took the lead, and Ma Krypton roared loudly and took the lead in the charge: "Kill!" ”
"Kill NPCs! Grab points! ”
Under the leadership of the players of the Battle Department of the Aotian Club, all the players burst out with a high fighting spirit, roaring and roaring towards the NPC legion.
"I can't help myself."
Alex sneered and ordered in a deep voice: "The infantry regiment step forward!" Pikemen left and right wrap clips! The Knights follow the Templars, listen to my orders, and wait for the charge! ”
"Magicians, start casting and prepare, waiting for orders."
"Okay."
Andrew nodded, helpless.
Alex brought the Wizard Legion with him, which made him unable to paddle even if he wanted to, after all, tens of thousands of magicians couldn't be unwell, right?
As a result, the Dean would not be able to explain in front of His Majesty, and Andrew could only say sorry in his heart, and then arrange for the magicians to chant incantations.
The average level of NPC soldiers is about level 20-25, which is about the same level as the level strength of undead players.
However, due to the large number of NPC soldiers, orderly cooperation with each other, and complete troops, as soon as the undead players clashed, many undead players were killed and injured.
Without the help of the Templar Knights and the Magiers, the players would already be unable to sustain themselves.
"Still can't do it."
The local players who watched the game in the live broadcast room couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.
"The difference between the strength of the enemy and me is too big, and the player camp can't do the NPC camp at all."
"Do you want to make the game so real, the military literacy of this group of NPCs is too high!"
"I'm afraid, even if it's just sending you to death, you won't be able to win this battle."
"Brother Cong! Where's Brother Cong? Why doesn't Brother Cong want to think of a way! ”
"Brother Long, hold on! Don't be defeated! If we lose, our main city will be gone! ”
The players in the barrage can only be anxious, and many battlefield players can only helplessly join the barrage army after they die in battle, shouting cheering slogans.
The battlefield confrontation was only ten minutes, and the 80,000 undead players were reduced by more than 10,000 in an instant.
"Proud of the sky, not a single grass grows!"
Horse Krypton roared in anger and commanded several ghouls to pounce on an infantry regiment commander.
Normal damage -108!
Pathogenic Damage -301!
-30 Poison Damage!
-30 Poison Damage!
"Sting!"
The sharp ghoul claws sliced open the throat of the infantry regiment squad commander, and the NPC collapsed with wide eyes.
"Poof!"
Blood splattered everywhere, shooting far away, and the undead robes of Ma Krypton's death were stained with blood.
It's the most realistic battlefield ever, with blood flowing, corpses strewn everywhere, and NPCs and players falling at every moment in the worst collision areas.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Even the calmest players of the past have fallen into the madness of battle.
On the battlefield, if you retreat or relent, then you will die!
But even if the players have no fear, there are too many enemies.
In particular, top players such as Ma Krypton, who is active on the battlefield and strives to maintain the battle situation, have been hit hard by the NPC archer legion.
"Woohoo!"
"Woohoo!"
The overwhelming number of bows and arrows was fired, and although one or two bows and arrows could not pose a threat to the undead, a large number of bows and arrows could drown the dead.
"Little Pony, be careful!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, a gargoylee player from the Aotian Club pushed the horse to death, blocking the fatal slash from an NPC's sneak attack.
"Dare to hurt my brother Ma and eat my claws!"
The gargoyle player roared in rage, and before he could successfully attack, a rain of arrows rained down from the sky.
"Poof! Poof! Poof! ”
"Poof! Poof! Poof! ”
-10 Normal Damage!
-18 Normal Damage!
Critical Damage - 112!
Arrow to the bone!
Arrows were stuck in the gargoyle player's body, and countless damage jumps popped up above his head.
Even gargoyle players, who are known for their defense, can't withstand such a dense amount of damage.
"Brother Ma, I'll go first."
The gargoyle player dies of rage and falls to the ground, filled with NPC bows and arrows from face to foot.
The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly.
"This brother is a talent, and luck is very good!"
"To receive so many bows and arrows on the battlefield, this brother must be a non-chieftain, Stone Hammer."
"See, this is a warning from the dog planner, this is the fate of no krypton!"
Ma Krypton was furious: "Bastard, dare to hurt my brother!" ”
"Skeleton archers, shoot me back! Shoot me! Shoot to death! Shoot them! ”
The anger of Ma Krypton's death did not last long, and the spear from nowhere stabbed the soul fire in his skull.
Soon, Ma Krypton calmed down, and then he sorted out his thoughts and sent a private message to Long Aotian.
"Brother Long, what should we do now!"
"Ma Krypton is dead, you don't have a good fight, and you still have time to send messages?"
"Brother Long, I'm hanging ......"
Ma Krypton smiled bitterly and sent a private message: "My ghouls are all hanging, and I'm dead too." Brother Long, why don't we retreat? ”
"Retreat?"
Long Aotian glanced at the battlefield, and now there were less than 40,000 players.
Most of the top players were sniped to death.
As it turns out, NPCs aren't fools either, as the boss of the NPC camp knows which undead to focus on sniping on the battlefield, and he has two hole cards in his hand.
The Knights and the Wizards have not yet wielded their might, and this battle cannot be won no matter how you look at it.
"Damn, I'm not reconciled!"
Long Aotian's face is distorted, as a local tyrant player, do you have to be defeated by NPCs?
I can't swallow this breath!
However, even if you are not convinced, the reality of the war is like this.
"Brother Cong, point A may be lost."
Long Aotian trembled and sent this private message: "How is your point B?" ”
"Point A is about to fall?"
Xu Ercong was furious: "What are you eating, didn't you say that you would win when you attacked?" ”
"Brother Cong, I can't help it, the other side is too fierce, hundreds of thousands of NPCs are coming."
"It's going to take a little time at point B, you hold on to me!"
"Brother Cong, I really can't hold on."
Long Aotian's private message was full of grievances: "Brother Cong, you know, I just bought a villa this month, and I have no money in my private bank card, so I can't use the company's money to play games." ”
When did I suffer this kind of sin, since Alex joined the battlefield, he has been pressed and beaten by others.
It's just that Long Aotian still has no temper at all, and he has no confidence to spend money.
When Xu Ercong heard this, he suddenly realized: "I'll just say why are you so weak all of a sudden, it turns out that you have no money." ”
It's really embarrassing for my brother Long, I can't pay for it one day.
"I can't help it."
Xu Ercong sighed, and then roared in the team battle channel.
"Local tyrant heavenly group, go on the expedition!"
"Full support for Zone A!"