Chapter 687: Why am I holding a tree?

Where is Dabson?

It didn't rush up, because the trebuchets locked on to it for the first time.

Reason fades, but IQ remains.

As an apostle, a dogleg who has followed Riflest and participated in many operations, it already has quite good tactical literacy in its subconscious.

The waves of monsters rushed to death, seemingly aimlessly, but in fact, they tested the strength and weakness of the defense everywhere.

"Oops, the far right is breached."

Su Mo was a little stunned when he heard the news, but he also knew that it was not a matter of studying why the most crowded places would be breached.

It's nothing more than someone doing something, and they simply become the internal response of the monster.

"Push all the men left in the town up, and they must be beaten back." Su Mo did not hesitate to send the reserve team up.

"Let the reserves go now?" Yun Fei couldn't believe it: "Then what should I do later, these foreign aid are not reliable at all, they will run away if they die once or twice, what will they resist when the time comes?" ”

"I think about it too much, I never thought about that kind of time." Su Mo pouted.

Why do all the people think that today is a tough battle, obviously he has already arranged it, and he will start it as soon as these opportunities come.

The so-called time has come because Su Mo sees this event as a good opportunity to unite people's hearts, and everyone who participated in the Huggins protection battle will have more nostalgia for this place.

If it weren't for such considerations, the so-called army of three million would actually be a matter of minutes.

It's not bragging—well, there's an element of bragging, but Su Mo has indeed received a message from Jason, and Jason the Sandwalker says that he has completed the task given to him by Laifu, and it only needs an order to end this massive monster siege.

However, there is no rush either.

Only the battle can baptize a prosperity, at this time Huggins needs the baptism of blood and fire, these people who fought for Huggins, in the process of fighting, know their brothers, know their own home.

As for those who want to mess around, they can't actually make any waves.

After all, it hasn't been long since the battle began, and everyone's hearts are full of fighting spirit, even if your boss says let's stop guarding Huggins, let's let the monster into Huohuo, it is estimated that they will be sprayed alive.

Huo Huo, your sister, you're still not human.

Over time, the monsters have hung up at least a million, but there are still two million, and for players, the feeling is different.

Oh my God, we killed a million monsters.

Oh my God, how come there are still two million monsters.

Of these two feelings, the first one is very positive, the second one is very negative, and there are not many people who can maintain the first state of mind at this time.

Most people, even Huggins' native forces, were already feeling hopeless.

Those loose people who play soy sauce have long since left their picks and run away.

Huggins resurrected in the city, and then went offline to sleep, planning to wait a few hours before coming up, whether Huggins is still there or not, at least the monsters can't be here all the time.

"Send a message for everyone to retreat into town." Su Mo said.

"What do you mean, don't keep it?"

"Resist against the walls?"

"It's not going to be a trick to lure the enemy in, if you can't keep the enemy out of the city gate, even if Huggins rebuilds, it's useless, and the player won't come back at all, because there is no sense of security."

Although he didn't really want to retreat, he felt that he could hold on a little longer.

It's a pity that Su Mo still resolutely gave the order to retreat, and the player fought and retreated, gradually approaching the city wall.

At this moment, everyone began to feel a shaking.

In the distance, it seemed as if countless war horses were galloping.

Stumped for reinforcements?

Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction where the sound came from, and naturally they couldn't see anything at first, but soon someone saw a white line in the distance.

It was as if a large group of cavalry, dressed in white uniforms, swept in.

"What's going on?" The old pirate in the tavern frowned.

"Good dignified moisture." The old wizard felt that these were the basis of water magic, and if he cast water magic at this time, he would definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

"Damn, this is the water in the Huggins Sea, there shouldn't be a problem over there." The old pirate had a clearer perception of the sea.

"Let's go!" Without saying a word, the old wizard had already disappeared in place.

The two old guys are no longer in the mood to watch the show.

In fact, the players on the city wall have seen the true face of the reinforcements at this time, and it is definitely not a white-robed cavalry, it is clearly a wave of water several meters high.

Not far away, the Huggins Sea didn't know what was going on, and the waves came ashore.

Geographically, Huggins may be low-lying, but the waters of the Huggins Sea will never rush over the mountains to the town.

It was mainly Jason the Sand Walker who made the first contribution.

After getting the news, Su Mo made two preparations, while fooling the player as much as possible to assist in the defense, and at the same time asking Jason the Sandwalker to dig up part of the mountain rock blocking the sea.

This perfectly solves the danger of soldiers approaching the city.

As for the fear of the sea flooding Huggins, it is also a completely unnecessary worry, the terrain here is complicated, and the water potential is no longer too powerful when Huggins arrives.

The water rushed across the flat land outside Huggins, rushing into the distance.

Even if it is not too powerful, it is the power of nature, much more powerful than the trebuchets placed in the city.

Most of the monsters were swept away by the wave, and halfway through they turned into corpses, rising and falling with the water, and finally emptied into a river west of Huggins.

The remaining monsters are only one or two hundred thousand at most.

From crushing players with absolute superiority, forcing many people to go offline and unwilling to come out, to now instantly reducing the number of staff to less than one percent.

Just because of a sudden surfing show.

Next, it was the player's turn to perform, and when they saw the weak chicken, who didn't hurry up and bully it, so the players in the town once again rushed out of the town as if they had beaten the blood.

Wading through the sea, slay the surviving monsters.

"Where's my husband?" Misha, the crampons, continues to be dumbfounded.

"I guess I ran away, alas, it's really hard to fight against Boss Rifle." The apostles were extremely glad that they were not chosen by the system gods to be the commander of the monster legion this time.

"I saw that it was dark, tsk, and it was also because of its thick skin and rough flesh, so it was all right, and now I am holding a tree against the waves." Iron-winged goshawk Snow was flying in the air and immediately sought out the black bear leader Dabson.

Black Bear Leader Dabson: Hey, what happened, why am I holding a tree?