Chapter 2 and Chapter 3 United

Players who have fallen behind have lost the advantage of advancing and retreating quickly, plus they have left the protection of a large army battle. Soon, it became a lone lamb.

In front of the wolf-like players in the Xiangliu District, they have almost no resistance. Even if they tried their best to fight, they were still under the dense attacks of the other party because there were too many enemies.

Realizing that the problem was serious, Zhao Yuxuan still didn't dare to stay for a moment. He could only ask his companions around him to exercise as much restraint as possible.

Zhao Yuxin said loudly: "All hold down the pace, move forward in an orderly manner, and save light work." If it is not necessary, do not use moves that consume too much light and internal effort. ”

After Zhao Yuxin finished speaking, Yuanshang Hanshan also said: "All the Tang Poetry Guild pay attention, the command of the battle is temporarily handed over to the Dust Boss to be responsible. Whatever he said, all the members of the Tang Poetry Guild, including me, must obey. ”

After saying that, Yuanshang Hanshan took the lead and began to reduce his movement speed to cooperate with Zhao Yuxin's actions.

You must know that the original high-speed movement is to take care of ordinary players whose operation skills are not very strong.

At this moment, the speed is lowered, and you can't just amplify the move. When fighting in a team, it is true that it does not have much impact on masters like Zhao Yuxin and Yuanshang Hanshan. For ordinary players, even in the middle of the military formation, it is a bit difficult to juggle.

The battle was not smooth, and the team's progress began to be blocked.

Jiang Shang Chu Fan, who was in the queue, asked tentatively: "Boss of the dust, is it a little bad to go on like this." ”

Zhao Yuxin's spear flicked, swinging away a close-quarters player in Xiangliu District. Taking a deep breath, he replied, "If you can take a few out, take a few out." Even if you can't make it back alive, it's good to be able to kill a few more enemies. ”

Zhao Yuxin's words are somewhat pessimistic. Moreover, he did not deliberately avoid the Tang Poetry Guild players around him. He knew that evasion was useless. In this kind of battle with a huge disparity in the number of players, there is no other way than to fight to the death with the determination to die.

Far away from Hanshan, he also gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Killing one is enough, killing two earns one." Today, we are here to support the old unions. As long as it lasts until the end of the city war, everyone will be recorded as DKP and counted as attendance union activities. ”

No player will really work hard for DKP, this is just a reward system that must be there for managing the guild on the track. Yuanshang Hanshan said this, and just hoped that Tang Shi players would not be too discouraged.

In fact, the players of the Tang Poetry Guild were not discouraged at all. There are all kinds of ancient guilds around him, knowing that they are going to die, and they are still rushing to the front without hesitation. They are naturally unwilling to be left behind, and they must really fight for their lives.

Again, it's just a game, it's a big deal to come back when you die. It's not that if you die in the game, you're really dead.

Recognizing the situation and sorting out their minds by the way, all the players have gathered their strength together. It really does the heart to think in one place, and the strength to make in one place.

Zhao Yuxin looked at the nearest surrounded Tang Shi Guild player, turned around and said, "Prepare the cone formation, let's go." ”

Chivalrous players with strong combat effectiveness consciously form a breakthrough cone tip, as well as the protection of the two wings. Inside them, there is a layer of Magi players with the same formation. Inside them, too, there are two floors of substitutes who are ready to rush forward to replace them.

After the formation was adjusted, under the premise that the managers of the two guilds took the lead, this mixed cone formation began to move forward steadily.

There is no doubt that the speed at which players who are responsible for developing on the periphery consume light and internal power is extremely fast. Even, because they need to constantly fight with players in Xiangliu District, their blood volume is also extremely fast.

At this time, the role of the reserve is reflected. Each time the protected and protected players complete the swap, a certain amount of endurance is added to the team's ability to continue fighting.

Finally, at the expense of more than a dozen players, Zhao Yuxin and others once again absorbed a group of new forces of the Tang Poetry Guild.

Zhao Yuxin knows that the road after this must be more and more difficult. However, he still did not hesitate and led the team to the next Tang Poetry Guild team that was divided and surrounded.

Even if they finally come together, they need to face an opponent of nearly 10,000 people, and Zhao Yuxin will not be able to stop his steps. Because, even if he can't save anyone, he is ready for everyone to die together. Even if this matter will be said to be a very stupid decision made by someone, Zhao Yuxin must be like this. Because, as long as he does it, at least he won't regret it.

Every time a Tang Poetry Guild team is rescued that is divided and surrounded, more players will die in the cone formation. And the new Tang Poetry Guild players are gradually becoming fewer and fewer.

Even though everyone could see that the rescue operation that continued began to feel like a journey to death, no one was willing to give up.

Even if it's a player who has just been rescued and suddenly joined the cone formation. They didn't have a word to spare, and they threw themselves directly into the rescue work.

Until, the number of players lost by rescuing a group of people gradually balances with the number of players rescued.

Until, the number of soldiers replenished gradually cannot cover the number of players lost.

They are still doing it, and no one is holding back.

They knew that this was not done in order to be able to win, nor could they simply calculate the loss in numbers.

They did this because they didn't want to chill the hearts of their companions.

They just want to use this action to tell their brother that even if they die, they will die together.

This is just like seeing that the Tang Poetry Guild is in danger in order to help the players in Xiangliu District. knew that the shot might be a fatal situation, but he still led the team to pounce without hesitation.

At this moment, the players of the Tang Poetry Guild also know. Their companions are working hard for themselves, and they should also use the same hard work and effort to repay their companions.

Even if the result of this is death, they will still do it.

This time, the Tang Poetry Guild dispatched a total of forty teams. Each team is a full staffing of fifty people.

Zhao knew that they couldn't get all the teams back. Eventually, there will be teams that don't know the exact number and disappear into the battle. Not at all, leaving no shadow.

It's just that Zhao Yuxin didn't expect this scene to come so quickly. Even, it happened directly under his nose.

A team that was about to be absorbed into the cone formation by Zhao Yuxin was all killed under the watchful eyes of Zhao Yuxin.

When he saw the last few people of the team turning into white light and flying away together, Zhao Yuxin's mood was broken.