Two hours later, the convoy was about to leave the ravine, and the vast wasteland was in front of them.

Martin threw down the cards in his hand, stood up and shouted, "Stinky boys! Poker and dice are put away! PDAs are all closed! Pack your gear and don't die on the way home! ”

With Martin's shout, the players who were lazy and couldn't sit down put away their playthings and re-equipped the armor, weapons, and marching bags that were untied to the wagon.

No wonder the players are lazy, the exorcism on the post road is still effective, it was all laid out on the way when they came, and now it works when they return, and there are no more low-level monsters breaking into the post road. There is no sense of crisis, and the players will let go of the sheep, after all, playing games, the first thing to focus on is entertainment, and no one can keep the ban forever.

But that's the end of the leisure, and I'm about to leave the post road and start walking through the wasteland.

A cart of salted fish suddenly became energetic and turned into a combat elite.

Agni also stood up and slung Chitoru back to his waist, and the marching bag containing various potions was also properly equipped. The Mithril Shortsword was not lost, and the fire was still in his hand at the last moment, but after being broken by Morijana, it was temporarily unusable, so he had to return it to Uncle Fernand and re-select a sword and shortsword as the main weapon and backup weapon.

In the wasteland, although the monsters are more or less contaminated with the breath of the abyss, compared to the ghosts in the ancient castle that have been abyssalized, the appearance is relatively normal, and the physiology is also the structure of living beings, and the effect of using a sword will be much better than when using a sword in the ancient castle.

Agni recuperated his equipment and no longer stayed in the carriage, jumped on the roof of the car to look at the wasteland, and after a while, Mint also changed into a battle attire, wearing an elven cloak hunting in the air, and the gorgeous longbow behind him, the illusory weapon "Frost Queen's Command" are very eye-catching.

"It looks calm." Agni squinted his eyes and said as he looked at the wasteland not far away.

"That's just what it looks like." Mint said, taking off his longbow, taking his bow, and shooting an arrow into a canopy under the post road.

"Gah!" A monster shaped like a monkey with a mouth like a bird fell from a tree and couldn't survive.

"The Tree Falcon, a small monster that specializes in attacking horses and other livestock." Mint raised an eyebrow at Agni, as if to show off.

Agni scratched his head, also marveling at Mint's eyes, "Miss Mint, your eyes are really as sharp as an eagle. ”

"Uh-huh!" Mint smugly like a cat with a cocked tail, "You're right, this skill is the Eye of the Falcon." ”

"I see, this skill is so useful!"

"You'll be able to learn the right skills when you get back to Cologneburg!" Mint snorted.

"Then again, how do you learn this skill? I don't think I see a skill tree or anything! Agni clicked on his status bar and found that there was no place to record his skills, and he couldn't help but scratch his head.

"Hehe, skills are not so simple, how can there be such a cheap thing as learning skills at once?" Mint laughed, his chest twitching.

Agni looked away, "Uh, aren't all skills in the game like that?" ”

"For most players, when they first enter the game, they can't even hold a knife, they can't hold a sword, they will only shoot their feet when the bow is erected, if it is similar to the previous games, it is that they can't even do ordinary attacks, they must learn how to use weapons from these, and this is also the first skill that most players master - weapon mastery." Mint explained with a smile.

"Ah, I see, the so-called skills are actually the way the players themselves master the power to use power, right?" Agni kind of understood.

"That's right! It can almost be understood that the Chosen Guild and other certification guilds can give you a level according to your physical attributes, and when you level up, they will bring you different powers, and different powers can learn different skills, which are related to personal qualities. And the skills that can be learned by different guilds are also different, the same power, in the Marksman Guild may learn to focus on shooting, while in the Sharpshooter Guild what you learn is to shoot bursts. Mint explained it roughly.

"I see, it's still a little different from the previous games." Agni nodded.

"Because this is the second world, a real world, how can there be such a thing as learning skills with one click?" Mint spread his hands.

The two chatted while observing the enemy's situation, other players were not so leisurely, and ordinary players had to make a lot more preparations to ensure their survival. This time there are a lot less backbones of the brigade, and ordinary players have to make more preparations.

First of all, try to wear full-coverage armor, whether iron or leather. After all, they didn't react like Agni and Mint, and they couldn't guarantee that they wouldn't be attacked. Moreover, on the high-speed carriage, it cannot be the same as when facing the abyss army, with shield warriors in front of you, mongoose team attackers to rely on, and sharpshooters behind to respond. If you are pounced on by a monster, you can only take care of yourself.

Secondly, the weapon should be a weapon that is easy to block and parry. This kind of forced march combat, many times the danger comes from sudden attacks, block the monster's attacks in time, and hand over the follow-up attacks to teammates, which is the method with the highest survival rate.

Finally, be sure to bring all your consumables. Holy water, antidotes, and hemostatic bandages should all be brought with you, don't be greedy for trouble because of weight, thinking about using your companion's medicine, many times your companion may not be able to take care of yourself, let alone others.

This is how the average player survives.

As the players get busy, the convoy stops at the opening of the post road, and from here there is the wasteland, and the Black Tulip Brigade is bound to be greeted by a continuous stream of attacks and battles.

Martin jumped out of the carriage and began to direct the players to work, there is no way to force the march with a normal carriage, it must be reinforced and strengthened.

The donkey cart and the horse-drawn wagons were put away, their task was accomplished, and the trainers summoned the horses, which were stronger at first sight, to feed and nurse them. There are even a few players who have reached the level of trainee knights summoned their precious war horses and began to feed ** materials, which are even more expensive than the food eaten by the trainee knights themselves, and muttered while feeding: Son! Dad's life depends on you! Don't live up to Daddy's hard days of eating pig food every day!

Agni laughed dumbly, but he was also very envious of it while being funny, after all, this is a regular mount covered in armor! The appearance is much more handsome than ordinary military horses.

Naturally, the carriage also had to be reinforced, and before, for the sake of the horsepower, these armors were carried by horses and donkeys, and now it was time to be armed. The reinforced carriage has become much more hideous, the windows have been mostly blocked, and the body is covered with various spikes, ensuring that the monsters that dare to pounce on the body will be unstoppable. The roof of the vehicle is also covered with a reinforced fence, which looks like an ancient hoplite, and the attacker can stand on it and fight with a long weapon.

All carriages are two-horseed, and as for the more horses, players are not yet at this level. The horses are covered with canvas and palm leaf woven cloth armor, which plays a certain protective role. The horse's head is covered with iron armor, which also covers the horse's view, which serves as a protective side and prevents the horse from being frightened by monsters.

In a short time, all the carriages were modified, and the lazy motley convoy was instantly transformed into a mighty heavy chariot convoy.

Everyone retracted into the carriage, with only a few midshipmen circling the convoy.

"Feed the horses the potion of beasts!" Martin commanded from the chariot.

The players in the logistics team pinched the horses' mouths and fed them a yellow potion, and soon, the horses began to pant heavily, biting the horse's iron in their mouths and pouting their hooves. Horses in this state were enough to pull a modified heavy carriage.

"Let's go!" The convoy poured into the wasteland like a torrent, and the hooves thundered!