"Okay, ****, I have already led the brothers of the swordsman regiment to wait for us at the destination, now I order all of us to set off," Zhao Sen waved his hand and led the head of the regiment and the deputy head of the regiment towards Bloomfield's feet in a hurry

At this time, the **** who was in charge of reconnaissance in the forest sent a private message to Zhao Sen

"The Boss Laughing Hall's party has entered the heart of the Tyron Forest, and in another ten minutes or so they will reach the mouth of the valley south of Bloomfield."

Seeing this information, Zhao Sen no longer hesitated, and he shouted loudly at the Flame God of War players in front of him:

"The Flame God of War regiments obey the orders of the target valley entrance and prepare to meet the enemy"

"Kill, Kill, Kill", Nearly half of the players of the Flame God of War raised their weapons in their hands and let out a tsunami-like roar

The valley south of Bloomfield is called Marcus Valley, which was created hundreds of years ago when the barbarian Great Shaman Bolgon launched the forbidden spell, and the entire valley is four or five miles long, and the entrance to the valley is only a little more than a mile wide, which is an easy to defend and difficult to attack

Out of the valley is the endless Tyrann Forest

After a few minutes of rapid marching, Zhao Sen led the Flame God of War players to the entrance of the Marcus Valley, and **** and the Flame God of War swordsman group led by him have been waiting here for a long time

After the two Flame God of War teams met, Zhao Sen came to the front of the team and looked out of the valley

Outside the valley was a snow-capped open field, and through the open was the snow-covered Tyran Forest

Just as the players of the Flame God of War had just stood in battle formation, a large number of players suddenly appeared in the Tyron Forest opposite

"Brothers of the tank regiment are ready to charge" As soon as he saw the figure of the player in the Tyran Forest, the high-spirited city lord immediately raised his battle axe and shouted at the players of the Flame God of War Tank Regiment, and after shouting, this stunned boy buried his head and was about to rush forward

"Don't worry, it's your own person," Zhao Sen hurriedly grabbed him

"My own people, ****, aren't they all back, where are their own people," Cheng Jue looked at Zhao Sen a little confused and asked

"You'll know when they come over," Zhao Sen replied with a smile

In a short time, all the players in the Tyran Forest had already walked out, and their number was about two or three thousand, and they were now trotting in a neat queue towards the entrance of the valley

And the person at the front of this team is none other than the boss Xi Xiao, who is running wildly

"Brothers, follow me to greet the friendly army," Zhao Sen, who was beaming, waved his hand to Chengjue and the others, and walked quickly towards the fast-running team, while the other party's Xixiao and the others also walked towards Zhao Sen and the others with a smile on their faces

Needless to say, after Zhao Sen and Xi Xiao briefly greeted each other, Xi Xiao asked Lao Pao, Xiaodao, Tie Lan and others to organize their teams into the various battle groups of the Flame God of War according to their game professions

The God of Flames, excluding the players who held on to Bloomfield, was still about 5,000 people at the mouth of the valley at the moment, and now with the 3,000 or so people who were rushing quickly, the number of this mixed force had exceeded 8,000

However, from Xi Xiao's mouth, Zhao Sen learned that the people who had just run quickly found that in order to win the Flame God of War in one fell swoop, this time Hanxiao Hall not only sent out the entire guild, but also gathered thousands of players from the chaotic camp, and their team number reached a staggering three thousand

Can the Flame God of War win against a chaotic faction three times his size?

The endless Tylen Forest is still covered in snow, and the further north you go, the colder the weather becomes

A flock of Kirby birds foraging in the snow seemed to be frightened, and they scrambled to flap their wings and fly up to the treetops and land on the high pine branches, and the frightened Kirby birds craned their necks and looked warily down the trees with their heads sideways

"Crunch...... Crunch...... "The sound of stamping the snow came from the dense forest, only to hear this crunch, which became louder and louder, and became more and more chaotic, and the Kirby birds, which had stopped on the pine branches, could not bear it anymore, and they flapped their wings again and flew over the treetops, and made a grunt of dissatisfaction as they flew back

A large group of players came out of the depths of the forest, and their ranks were so large that the mobs in the forest with a slight IQ were amused

"Daesung's side should have already started fighting," Ichima, who was at the front of the team, asked Dasung, looking at him

Dacheng looked at the time, nodded affirmatively, and said:

"Most of the NPCs in the Daoless world are very punctual, and it's already 14:05, and the defenders of the Dragonfield Hills should have exchanged fire with the barbarian army."

"Passing through this wood, you will reach the Makas Valley, and according to the information we sent back, the players of the Flame God of War have deployed defensive forces at the mouth of the Makas Valley," Ichizane said

"Oh, it looks like that kid named Zhushen is a bit strategic-minded and a little interesting......," Dacheng showed a rare smile on his face

"It's a pity that he couldn't have imagined that we would come with so many people, even if his strategic deployment is reasonable, he wants to block our army of 3,000 people, is it possible?" said Yizhen with a relaxed smile

"You can't say that, although we have a big chance of winning now, but we can't be careless and careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years," Dacheng said seriously, "Pass my orders, continue to send people to pay close attention to every move around, and report to me immediately if there is any abnormality."

"Okay" Ichizane immediately conveyed Daesung's order in the guild channel

In less than a minute, hundreds of swordsmen with smiles scattered in all directions

The biting cold wind blew vigorously from the north of the Makas Valley to the south, and the hazy sky became more and more gloomy, and after a while, the bitter north wind gradually subsided, and large snowflakes fell from the sky

Zhao Sen raised his hand and patted the snowflakes on his shoulders, squinting and looking ahead

Through the snowflakes that flowed, there seemed to be movement in the Tylen Forest

"Everyone, pay attention and prepare to meet the enemy," Zhao Sen raised his right hand and shouted loudly

Hearing Zhao Sen's reminder, the nerves of the players of the Flame God of War immediately tensed, and everyone involuntarily clenched the weapons in their hands, staring forward with bated breath

Sure enough, there wasn't much kung fu, and dozens of Xiaoxiao Hall players had already drilled out in the forest

The players of the Hall of Laughter stopped as soon as they walked out of the Tyrann Forest, and they took up their attack formation as fast as they could

The snow in the sky is now even bigger

The Flame God of War and the players of the Laughing Hall were just a few hundred meters apart, quietly looking at each other, and everyone was waiting

Through the goose-feathered snow, Zhao Sen and Dacheng, who were standing at the front of their respective teams, could clearly see each other's expressions

The two of them looked at each other at this moment, and their eyes were colder than this damn weather

There are no bloody dialogues, no boring mutual ridicule, and no bullshit heroes cherish heroes

The two looked at each other coldly, with only endless killing intent in their eyes

A few seconds later, Zhao Sen and Dacheng issued the final attack order almost simultaneously

Dacheng raised his black-scented staff and swung it forward

The player who "killed" the laughing hall suddenly rushed towards the Makas Valley like a tide

Seeing that the other party began to charge, Zhao Sen was not in a hurry, only to see him pop out with a "zheng" sound, and the short sword in his left hand was raised high

Seeing the signal sent by the boss Zhao Sen, all the players of the Flame God of War understood

I saw that all the players of the Flame God of War Tank Regiment standing in the front row immediately made a "whoosh", stood side by side and held hands tightly in a row, they put on a standard defensive posture, blocked their shields in front of them, and built a human wall with their bodies

Behind them, the players of the Flame God of War Commando and the Flame God of War Bands protected the left and right flanks of the Flame God of War team, respectively, to prevent the players of the Laughing Hall from attacking from the two wings

Most of the ranged pro players of the Flame God of War have stayed in the Bloomfield Hills, and at this moment, standing in the center of the Flame God of War team, in addition to the players of the Flame God of War Blood Formation, the ranged pro players of the Soul Guild are also holding their staffs high, stretching their bows and arrows, and are ready to attack

Since Zhao Sen had greeted Xixiao in advance, this old brother had almost brought all the top ranged professional players in his guild

In less than 20 seconds, the players of the Laughing Hall had rushed to a place about 200 meters away from the Flame God of War team, and 100 meters closer, and they were within the SHE range of the Flame God of War ranged professional players

At this moment, a sneer suddenly appeared on Zhao Sen's face

"Invincible rookie" Zhao Sen turned around and shouted at the invincible rookie not far away

I saw the invincible rookie turn his head and make an OK gesture towards Zhao Sen with a wicked smile on his face

At this time, the player of Hanxiaotang had already rushed to a place of about 150 meters

"Long-range attack preparation" Xi Xiao beside Zhao Sen pulled his throat and raised his right hand

The hunters in the center of the Flame God of War team pulled their bowstrings, and the mage players raised their staffs

Just as the players of Hanxiaotang stepped into the 100-meter range of the Nirvana players, the players of Hanxiaotang who rushed to the front suddenly felt a softness under their feet

Hearing only a "boom", the snow-covered ground suddenly collapsed, and the players of Hanxiaotang, who were caught off guard, suddenly fell into a ditch seven or eight meters wide, more than three meters deep, and hundreds of meters long

"Oops"

"Holy Damn Me"

"Hey"

"Don't push me"

Seeing the players in the front row of the Miao Tang MT profession falling into the ditch, the players behind them rushed to the emergency brakes, who knew that they finally stopped at the edge of the ditch, but the teammates behind the unknown situation couldn't stop the car and squeezed them out of the ditch alive

From a distance, half of the dozens of people in the Xiaoxiao Hall player fell into the ditch, and the other party's charge suddenly came to a standstill

Xi Xiao, who had been holding back for a long time, waved his raised right hand downward, and roared at the same time:

"Ranged Class Fire"