Chapter 7 Space
Judging from the current situation, the bridge building is completely unaware of the consequences of its own "false proclamation".
In the heart of building the bridge, there is also a small sense of complacency. He felt that he was simply the embodiment of wisdom and martial arts at the moment. It is a wonder material that can take over the construction of walls and even replace the position of building dreams.
Interestingly, the players of the Purple Building Guild generally have the same brain circuit. It seems that for them, the universal worldview of this world is to be as unified as they are.
None of them took the initiative to doubt the authenticity of the news brought back by the bridge.
No matter how clumsy the performance before the bridge was built, they all put on an unconditional belief. I really divided into groups and prepared to start a wall-tearing show.
The temporary station is not a very large place. However, it can also accommodate the basic arrangement of seventeen brick walls on each side of the four borders.
The players of the Purple Building Guild, in order to show the fairness of the wall demolition competition, directly divided the members into thirty-four groups, and every other section of the wall, there was a group of players demolishing the wall.
Although it is said that they are all in one place, they are working together to break through the city wall array arranged by Zhao Yuxin from one of the points. Or is it that they distribute their forces so evenly and work together from almost all entry points. The time it would take for them to finally reach the flag position in the middle of the temporary territory would make no difference.
However, such a fanfare seems to be a direct way to level the temporary station. Either way, it looks a little silly.
This kind of "naΓ―ve and cute" performance suddenly shattered Gao Yuchao's mood of concentrating on being a melon-eating masses.
He immediately connected to Ziwei's private chat, and used all kinds of unbearable words to directly greet Ziwei to a bloody head.
At first, Ziwei, who didn't know exactly where she had done wrong, almost lost her breath when she returned her attention to the battlefield.
As the president of a guild, she is ultimately to blame for the way her subordinates do things. Therefore, she could only coax the angry Gao Yuchao with a good voice. Then, he brought all the anger accumulated in his heart to his subordinates.
Ziwei, who returned to the front line of the battle, first asked: "Who made you do this?" β
The players of the Purple Building Guild who made a confused face with each other were almost like gangsters who had made confessions in advance. The collective put this big black cauldron back on Ziwei's head.
Originally, crape myrtle, which was just on the verge of exploding, was messed up like this, and it broke out immediately!
"I'll ask you differently." Ziwei, who pretended to be calm, only entered the state of pre-dawn darkness, and then, like a volcanic eruption, she screamed and asked, "Who is it that conveyed such a stupid order to you?" β
This time, the players of the Zizhu Guild understood the meaning of Ziwei very clearly. They don't even talk nonsense, they use their fingers to represent the point they want to express, just like they do when they play a killing game.
Once again, the building of the bridge was pushed out by the "will of the people", and in the face of the collective decision, no matter how reluctant the construction of the bridge was, he lost any room for resistance.
Ziwei was so angry that she completely ignored the difference in identity between herself and Zhuqiao.
She walked quickly to the bridge, forcibly suppressed her anger, and asked, "Tell me, who told you to convey this stupid order?" β
Tsukihashi replied tremblingly, "President...... President...... Don't ...... Don't be angry. β
"Not angry?" Ziwei raised her voice an octave, "Then you're giving me a reason not to be angry!" Yes? β
Tsukihashi organized the language and replied carefully: "Actually, this is really your own decision. β
"My decision?" Ziwei raised her pitch by an octave again, and the voice was even like a weird laugh that only a cat can make, "How come I don't know? β
Tsukihashi stubbornly said: "You said it, you have to fight quickly." I also think that there is a lot of power in a large number of people, and it is more efficient to do it together than a small number of people, and most people to watch......"
The sound of Zhuqiao's speech became smaller and smaller, and by the end Ziwei could no longer hear clearly.
Of course, this does not affect any attitude of crape myrtle towards building bridges.
Ziwei's tone of voice finally returned to normal, dispelling people's suspicions that she was actually a soprano singer.
She asked rhetorically: "You mean to tell me that you can touch the flag faster than before by tearing down the wall like this?" β
Zhuqiao just wanted to nod yes, but Ziwei shouted again in a high voice that exceeded the previous few times: "You're not stupid, you're just stupid!" To say that you are a pig is an insult to a pig. I'm asking you, is it because you can't bear to kill those hundreds of delicate little girls, or is it because the durability of this wall is shorter than the health bar of those players? β
Ziwei deserved to be a long time, and she quickly found the key point of the problem. In this guild war, it is obvious that it is much more interesting and easier to destroy the living force of Mingyue Zengzhao than to tear down the wall.
At the beginning, Ziwei's plan for a quick victory was also to ask the players of the Zizhu Guild to rely on their large number of people to eliminate all the players of the Mingyue Zengzhao Guild as soon as possible.
After all, there was no stupid porcelain in the bridge, and he replied in a low voice: "It's the fault of his subordinates, and his subordinates will tell them to chase those little who have been shining with the bright moon." β
"Wait, what is this?" Ziwei was suddenly concentrated by a dark gray attack, and couldn't help but ask.
It looked like the dark gray attack should be a big sledgehammer. However, not only did it not hurt to hit Ziwei, but even the amount of blood deducted at the final settlement was very small.
When Tsukuhashi saw Ziwei asking, he immediately replied as if he was playful: "Don't worry, President, this is an attack that those little don't know where to sneak attack." This attack looks very bluffing, but in fact the effect is very weak. β
Ziwei's heart relaxed a little, but she still looked at Zhuqiao's face and felt awkward.
She snapped, "Since there is an attack, can't you find the person who launched the attack?" What are you doing here, why don't you kill people quickly? β
Zhuqiao hurriedly agreed, and planned to go to the players of the Zizhu Guild in a hurry, and followed the gray attack to pursue the players of Mingyue Zengzhao, who no longer knew where to hide.
But I didn't want to, and after a sudden sound of the wall collapsing, what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was actually a large space.
It seems that Mingyue Zengzhao Guild should be in cost considerations, but only built a part of the city wall to make it look good. I really met such a stupid person as building a bridge, and I was really pierced by the Purple Building Guild.
The sound of the wall being broken through came one after another, and the players of the Purple Building Guild rushed into the temporary residence of the Mingyue Zengzhao Guild.