The agreed meeting place is a small hill, although the place is a bit out of the way, but the mountain is flat, and it is convenient for the monsters.

Four orangutans and a lion, waiting for blessings with their eyes in their eyes.

"Sorry, it's a little slow," Laifu was a little embarrassed: "Why don't you have some fun while you wait." ”

"What's the fun?" The yellow lion spirit looked at Laifu with a resentful face, brother, I'm like this, where can I still be happy.

"Like playing cards or something, I'll teach you later." Rifle felt very emotional when he thought of a group of monsters playing cards, and it seemed that the spiritual life of the apostles must be enriched.

All-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor.

"Boss, look over there!" The leprosy yellow lion pointed at the dense players in the distance, feeling bitter in his mouth.

Every short distance is a team of 100 people, more than 50 such teams have already controlled the Lion Camel Ridge, which is not too big, and the lion spirit is dead, and it can't even beat a team of people.

Today, it is his catastrophe.

Even though the Rifle had arrived, it was still a little desperate.

"It seems that it is really inevitable, is the dark gold equipment so tempting?" Rifle muttered, signaling for Caesar next to him to start using the summoning order.

It's more appropriate to say than a token than a horn.

I saw Caesar take out the summoning order, and began to blow it, with the six apostles as the center, where Caesar's eyes were fixed, dense gorillas began to appear.

Although these gorillas were numerous, and their wisdom was not as good as that of the apostles, they were well taught.

There were about 200 of them in a small phalanx, and there were six small phalanxes in total.

1,200 monkey soldiers!

"Whew!" The four ape apostles were beating their chests excitedly, this was the first time that their ape legion had gone on an expedition, and when they saw the leader make such a move, the 1,200 monkeys followed suit.

"Quiet!" Rifle raised a paw and motioned for the monkeys to pause.

It's not too far away, and the human players over there have already begun to look this way, and it is estimated that assassins will soon be sent over to find out the news.

The monkeys were well trained, listened to their leader, and immediately stopped.

"Don't wait, let's just rush down and kill all the humans who don't have red bands on their arms, understand?" Rifle could not have expected the monkeys to recognize the marks of the Temple of the Gods.

"Boss, don't worry!" Caesar immediately commanded his ape army and began to charge.

"Boss, do you want to pretend?" The yellow lion spirit was also very excited.

"Uh, pretending to be whatever, not pretending!" Rifle couldn't figure out what it wanted to do, and refused to do anything that would discredit it.

"Alright then, I'll pretend!" The lion spirit was overjoyed, swooped to the front of the group, rushed to a hill, and began to roar to the sky.

It was really killed and depressed, and there was a fire in his heart, and this grievance was fully reflected in the roar.

"This is the lion who dropped the gold equipment, is he coming to deliver the equipment again?" The player shook his head disdainfully, what the king of the forest, in front of the intelligent player, is not all a dish, only humans are the real masters.

"Not good, monkey ......" The first assassin who discovered the enemy's situation was found by the sprinting monkey before he finished speaking, and several monkeys grinned and scratched their arms and legs, and he was dismembered by the four monkeys before he could finish his words.

It's so brutal!

Running, Rifle, who was protected in the middle of the monkey pack, observed a three-second silence for the brother.

"Monkeys, a lot of monkeys, ah~"

There was also an assassin who turned around and ran after seeing the tragic situation of his companion in front of him, but unfortunately he still ran a little slower after all, and was beaten to death by the ape cubs who chased after him.

Fortunately, this scout completed his mission and passed on the enemy situation back.

"Huh? Lots of monkeys? The small commander of a hundred-man regiment frowned, and quickly reacted: "Array, prepare to meet the enemy, the monster is coming, the seventh regiment asks for support!" ”

While facing the enemy, ask for reinforcements.

Never underestimate the enemy, this is already a qualified performance of a good commander.

It's a pity that this kind of qualified performance can't prevent their demise, because there are 1,200 monkeys coming, and there are five and a half bosses, and the five monkeys are all powerful bosses of level fifty-five, how can a hundred people resist.

Soon all that was left of the scene was a mess of equipment or something.

After the revision, the corpse of the player will no longer be left, and the monster will not be able to eat it even if it wants to.

Rifle didn't fight seriously the whole time, it was always picking things up, and only when it saw a player trying to bend down to pick up something, it would pounce directly on it and kill the player.

This is the Temple of the Gods.

They are a truly professional team of players, and the equipment is naturally very high-end.

That's why Rifle didn't let Caesar help the others to move to the group, but let Caesar bring the Monkey Legion over first.

Rifle takes the monkeys to kill the players, which is definitely a profitable business.

The monkey is its little brother, and it won't share equipment with it, so even if they get it, it's useless, just give them a little gold coins when they get it.

Gold, silver, gold, cowhide, wow, gold again......

Laifu can better understand why it is said that the most profitable trading without capital, not to mention silver, even if the attributes are particularly good, it will not exceed two hundred gold coins, but gold is different, and the worst one will be two hundred gold coins upward.

One piece after another, Su Mo picked up a total of more than forty pieces of equipment, including sixteen pieces of gold.

Even if one piece sells for three hundred, it will be nearly five thousand gold coins.

While picking up things, Su Mo didn't forget to let the monkeys pick up the wooden sticks on both sides of the road as weapons - the weapons they picked up would not be given to them, and the player's equipment had no effect on the monsters.

A legendary machete, smashed with the same effect as a wooden stick.

These wooden sticks are quite round, and it seems more appropriate to call them sasswood, and the players on this side of Lion Camel Ridge have a lot of ideas, and the rolling stone sassalwood has also been made.

The follow-up reinforcements from the Temple of the Gods soon arrived.

Of course it can't be a group of one or two hundreds.

A guild as big as someone else's family can't all be mentally retarded, and it will give away people's heads in waves.

The two hundred-person groups that were called for support before quickly learned that the monkeys that came were not only a little too much, but more than a thousand monsters of level forty or fifty, and all of them were strengthened elite templates, not to mention that there were five or six boss-like things.

Instead of coming to support, they retreated to what they thought was a safe distance and waited for other reinforcements to converge.

Soon, Rifles and the monkeys waited for the siege of five thousand players.

This is when the battle begins.