"See, this is what a group looks like!"

In the voice channel, Long Aotian's voice sounded at the right time, and he almost hoarse and shouted: "Go up, go up!" It's all for Lao Tzu! Don't be afraid to die! Cut down the enemy and say it! ”

Don't ask what is right or wrong, on the battlefield, only you live and die.

The completely real war environment allows a player to integrate into it, and the passionate and progressive group atmosphere makes people lose themselves, burst with confidence, and want to kill a thousand.

"Don't care if you don't have points, Lao Tzu goes first!"

A vampire player screamed and climbed up the ladder like a monkey: "Brothers, Lao Tzu will die first, you will report later!" ”

"Damn! You are so fierce as a first-turn player, how can I not weaken the name of a second-turn old player! ”

Enraged, an Earl Vampire player leads his squad to grab a ladder and climb it.

"Let's see who goes up first!"

"It must be me!"

"Brother, hey, hey! Wait a minute,, you grabbed Lao Tzu's ladder, is it okay to queue up! ”

On the ladder, there are constantly undead players falling, most of them are players who turn one, and the general attributes of the second turn profession are relatively high, and they are not easy to be killed.

The Necromantic Preacher and the Second Rank Death Aria give full play to their nurse spirit, stand at the back of the undead army, and desperately smash their skills to the front line of the battlefield.

"! Give the old lady milk to death! ”

Bai Mengmeng, as the conductor of the nurse, had no ladylike demeanor at this time, jumping on her feet, screaming and shouting: "Skills are smashed into the pile, where there are the most dead people!" ”

Bai Mengmeng has always been cute and cute as her external performance, but on the battlefield, the girl was also driven by the atmosphere, changing her simple image in the past, revealing some potential talent.

"Heaven doesn't give birth to me, white and cute, the milk is as eternal as the night!"

Bai Mengmeng is full of spirit, and her skills are wild, and she has the spirit of a generation of milk honor!

"Hahaha! Cute sister cow batch! Big breasts and big square! ”

"Look at my big! The Crazy Milk Method! ”

"I am the supreme of the milk way, suppressing the eternal, invincible!"

The nurse players threw skills over and over again, laughing over and over again.

It's really comfortable for this profession to start a group.

Meanwhile.

The assassin squad of the second-turn shadow undead player, led by the two brothers who did not update the update and cut him and the author who updated the short and weak, had already bypassed the top of the other wall and felt towards the city.

The direction of the battle was the western wall, and they entered the northern wall, and there were only two or three Templar knights on the wall to monitor whether the undead would attack the other walls, and the others went to support the western wall.

The defense was weak, and a hundred of the most elite shadow players quietly entered the city.

"You've come to the place of battle, Brother Long, where are you?"

The author did not update and cut him in the legion channel to ask, Long Aotian took the time to type and send a private message, with the coordinates of the city map and location.

The author did not update the cut he led the team and found the coordinates, this is an ordinary-looking house, and before he entered the door, he could hear Long Aotian yelling inside.

"Hurry up, people in front! Afraid? Is it a gentleman? The brothers in the back are still waiting to get on! ”

"Damn, I'm in a hurry, Ma Krypton is dead, you can bring me a good team! Why haven't the giant skeletons crashed through the gates yet! ”

"I****! Didn't you feed in the morning? Charlotte! Charlotte! Press the Templars on the walls back for me! The ladder must be guarded! ”

Well, my Brother Long is hiding in the city to conduct team battle command, which is really big-hearted, and he is not worried about being caught by the Templar Knights at all.

However, the undead attacked the city in a big way, attracting the attention of all the forces and personnel of the City of Thorn Flowers, and everyone was rushing to the western city wall, and no one thought that the enemy's command would hide in the city.

It's not that Long Aotian doesn't want to participate in the battle on the battlefield in person, the main thing is that today Andrew was captured, the whole city is under martial law at night, and the streets are full of Templars and patrols.

Long Ao couldn't get out of the city, so he could only hide in the city alone for remote command.

It's dark under the lights, and he's not afraid of being caught.

As for the rest of his team and Ma Krypton died, they were all killed by Long Aotian, returned to the city for free, and then participated in the battle, after all, there was a punishment for reducing the level by committing suicide and returning to the city.

"Brother Long, I'm here."

The author didn't update and cut him open the door, walked in, frowned and said, "Why don't you use the soundproof scroll, what if the Templars find out?" ”

"I'm afraid of chicken feathers!"

Long Aotian stepped on the table with one foot and stepped on the stall with one foot, holding a wine bottle in his left hand and a wine glass in his right hand, his face was flushed, pointing out the country in the voice channel, and he was so excited that he couldn't do it.

"If you find it, you will find it, let the little cub of the temple hack Lao Tzu to death, and I will directly resurrect it and go to the battlefield to fight together!"

"Damn, I'm so aggrieved, Brother Cong won't let me commit suicide and go back to the city!"

Long Aotian's voice was hoarse, and he was responsible for maintaining the battlefield atmosphere and morale of the players, so he naturally had to dry himself up first.

The author doesn't update and cut him while hearing Long Aotian speak, and at the same time, he can also hear Long Aotian in the voice channel speaking in response, double roar, plus the BGM background music that will live for another five hundred years, the author doesn't update the cut He feels like his ears are going to explode.

"Alright, alright."

The author didn't update and cut him, and hurriedly stopped Long Aotian from continuing to roar: "Hurry up, where is the prison?" ”

"Give!"

Long Aotian threw the prison defense map and map location that had been prepared a long time ago to the author who did not update him, and the latter nodded: "I won't disturb Brother Long to command the team battle, brothers, withdraw!" Execute the plan! ”

The author updated that he was short and weak, and followed the team out of the room, and he could vaguely hear Long Aotian's roar inside: "The son of a bitch's Templar!" Actually use the magic scroll to yin us! What about our army of magicians? ”

"Ouch, Brother Cong won't let the Magician Legion go to the battlefield now? There's no way around that, brothers, smash the house! ”

"Don't be reluctant, aren't you guys engaging in these magic scrolls just to make a group! Smash it all out for me! ”

"Getting beaten is not our style! Fight back, fight back!! ”

......

"Shhh

The author updated the short and weak gasp, and felt a little toothache: "Brother Long's throat, I'm afraid it will be scrapped tomorrow." ”

"Leave him alone, we have a heavy task that must be completed."

The author patted his younger brother on the shoulder without renewing it, and said in a deep voice: "Even if we all die and return to the city, we must rescue Andrew and the old dean!" ”

"It's about the glory of our assassin squad, and we can't afford to fail!"

"Good!"

The younger brother nodded: "Let the players of the whole server see what a real assassin player is!" ”

......

The frontal battle is fierce, and a large number of players have already climbed the castle tower to fight the Templars.

"I'll kill another Templar!"

"The points are in hand, Meizizi!"

"Killing my teammates is an unforgivable sin, watch me slash the undead!"

Although most of the Templar Knights in the City of Thorn Flowers are elite knights, and their level is around 30, they have an advantage in the face of ordinary players, but their number is too small.

There were only a few thousand Templar Knights, but they had to face a steady stream of undead players who were climbing the towers, and some second-turn players mixed in the crowd to sneak attack.

The Templars could only resist with difficulty, and the number of casualties gradually soared.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the giant skeletons slammed open the gates.

"The door is open!"

"Brothers, rush, !!"

Long Aotian was extremely excited, roared, and at the same time replaced the BGM with a red charge.

The impassioned sound of tri-note horns erupts from the voice channel, making people's blood boil, and the players gather together to form a terrifying wave of the undead, and rush into the city of thorn flowers together.

The players who entered the city, according to Long Aotian's instructions, first set up a part of the people to climb the city tower to assist the players who first climbed the tower to encircle and suppress the Templars on the city wall.

"A team follow me to support the brothers on the city tower!"

"The second team is up! The Knights of the Templars are spotted in the street ahead, and they rush up to cut him! ”

The rest of the players rushed straight into the city, causing chaos and fighting in search of patrols and the Knights Templars who had arrived in the streets to help.

"The more messy it is, the better!"

This is the first step in the project team of the three major clubs, and the real purpose of the war can only be concealed in the chaos.

"The city is broken."

Xu Ercong received a message from Long Aotian that the 100,000 undead players of the First Legion raided the City of Thorn Flowers, and the Temple of Light was caught off guard, and the city was broken in the shortest time.

The more than 400,000 players who participated in the battle were divided into four legions according to their numbers, as well as the NPC forces of the northern city.

"The Second Legion is attacking and heading to the designated place!"

"The Third Legion, the Fourth Legion, and the NPC Legion are standing still!"

Xu Ercong gave the order, and then personally took the Second Army and left.

The victorious Celestial City began to tilt towards the players.

......

The City of Thorn Flowers.

"Ahem."

The captain of the Templar Knights was covered in blood, and the great sword in his hand felt like a thousand pounds, and he watched his colleagues fall one after another, but there were more and more undead.

If you can't kill it, you can't kill it at all!

The undead, the more you kill, the more you kill!

"Is this evening, my lord, the time when the light plunges into darkness?"

The Templar Captain's voice trembled, containing despair.

Right now.

"The glory of our Lord will dispel darkness! The light never left! ”

"This is, a salute of light!"

The old man's chanting voice sounded, and a strong magical light exploded under the night sky, turning into streamers, falling all over the streets, illuminating the entire city of thorns as if it were day!

The warm light restored the fighting spirit and strength of all the Templars and City Guards who had been in battle, and the wounds on their bodies began to stop bleeding.

The potential in the body was fully stimulated, and the crumbling line of defense, which had been impacted by the undead, was once again stabilized!

The ordinary NPCs who were shivering in the house, looking at the infinite light through the window, the eyes of every light believer flashed with excitement.

The light of hope has finally come.

In the infinite light, an old man surrounded by the light of magic, armed with a scepter, strolled from the depths of the street.

Behind him, there were teams of Templar Knights with resolute faces and white armor.

Endless Templar knights spread out through the streets, their armor shining, their swords unsheathed, their formations neat, and their morale magnificent.

The old man's face was full of piety, and although his clothes were simple and simple, the scepter in his hand and his terrifying divine attainments had already announced his identity.

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