Yang Chun shook his head at the fat man, and asked the fat man to arrange the monster robbery, after all, he was still a newcomer and had not participated in the siege of wild monsters.

The fat man nodded, and he was relieved, but fortunately he arranged it himself.

"Everyone is an old man, so I don't need to say some scenes, I just want to take advantage of the wild monsters to attack the city, grab some high-level wild monsters with residual blood, and get experience points to upgrade. But after all, we are a team and a group, so it is better to say some things in advance! Lest there be a conflict with each other after the war! ”

Hearing the fat man say this, the fourteen people all nodded their heads again and again, completely agreeing with what the fat man said.

"That's good! I'll just say it. You six level 5 warriors can't compete with my boss for a second turn of a level 7 troll, and I and the beauties will not grab a second turn of a level 5 troll with you! This is the first convention. Of course, no one will gain anything from the wild monsters you robbed me and the beautiful women, and the old nature will not rob the wild monsters with you, the level of the wild monsters is too low! ”

The six level 5 warriors all laughed and said, "Don't give it to us from the second-level 4 troll!" Kill with no experience and no gold, rest assured that we won't rob you. But you ......"

It's obvious that fat people and beauties can't rob their high-level monsters in order to get the bonus of skipping the level of killing monsters.

The eight beauties all shook their heads and said no. This is a prerequisite for cooperating with advanced players! Thigh-hugging conditions.

The fat man clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention, and continued: "The second agreement, the battlefield is chaotic, and high-level wild monsters are scarce, so the boss will take care of you six level 5 warriors when the time comes, and you six level 5 fighters will take care of me and the beauties." Of course, my task and the beauties are to help you find level 5 trolls, and you also have to help my boss find level 7 trolls. This is a matter of mutual assistance and mutual benefit, and no one should object to it, right? “

Everyone shook their heads, they all came out to mix, and naturally understood the benefits of such an agreement.

So the fat man smiled: "So our team is divided into three ladders, me and the beauties are in front, six level 5 warriors are in the middle, and the boss is behind the hall, this is the basic formation, and there must be no confusion." So the third agreement is: once the situation changes, the people behind are responsible for covering the retreat of the people in front. ”

All three of these agreements are agreed. In fact, it can be summed up in one thing: low-level players are responsible for finding monsters in front, and high-level players provide protection.

Yang Chun shook his head, it seemed that he could only kill second-turn level 2 trolls, second-turn level 3 trolls, and second-turn level 7 trolls, or higher-level trolls, and the other trolls were contracted. I can't say whether it's good or bad, because I can hide in the back, and there is almost no danger at all.

At this moment, a rapid horn sounded, and the legionnaires drove a group of people to stand at the forefront of the city wall, directly facing the first wave of attacks from the troll army.

The fat man said, "The siege of the troll army is about to begin, so let's retreat to the back and hide first." It's best to take a break and recuperate! ”

The city wall was not only a hundred meters high, but also thirty meters wide, and the legion's men guarded the second column, and Yang Chun followed the fat man to hide in the third column, that is, the innermost.

When a boulder flies from the plain to the city walls, the war begins!

The roar of the troll army shook the walls like a raging wave. Arrows fell on the city walls, and there were only arrows in the sky that shimmered with cold light, like rain hitting banana leaves. The boulder was thrown onto the city wall, tumbling all the way, crushing countless flesh and blood.

This is the first time Yang Chun has seen such a large-scale war scene! The troll army was attacking like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, and a large number of people on the city walls fell and died!

The fat man held a round shield high to cover Yang Chun, fortunately, there were not many arrows that could be shot here, and they could be easily avoided, but Yang Chun was stunned and didn't know how to dodge for a while.

The men of the second column formed a shield wall, defending the arrow array, while urging those in front to risk their lives to counterattack.

Bed crossbows, fallen logs, rolling stones, oil pans, and throwing stones all attacked the troll army beneath the city, sporadically mixed with arrows fired by archers. The most are the screams before death, the groans of the seriously injured, and countless cries for help!

But there is no way to retreat under the sword of the legion, so you can only desperately resist the attack of the trolls!

The fat man pushed Yang Chun, and then shouted into Yang Chun's ear, "Boss, what's wrong with you?" What are you doing? ”

Yang Chun came back to his senses at this time, looking at the corpses in front of him, blood flowing everywhere, and he felt a little sick to his stomach for a while.

Yang Chun couldn't help but retreat, leaning on the city tower, unable to bear to look at it again.

The others were accustomed to this kind of scene, and hid behind their shields to recuperate, ignoring the bloody wind ahead.

The fat man took a few shields on one side, built an enclosed space, and then lay down in it and fell asleep.

Yang Chun sighed, and then sat behind a shield, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don't know when the first wave of siege will end, and the men of the second legion are guarding the front, fighting back and forth with the army of trolls......

The fat man slept and got up, looked at the situation outside, and shouted: "The second wave of the offensive is coming to an end, the troll army has run out of arrows and boulders, and it is time to start the battle in the city, everyone is ready to prepare, the time has come to rob the monster!" ”

The others stood up from behind their shields, rubbed their faces, and began to move their hands and feet, taking their longbows and quivers from the side.

The fat man came to Yang Chun's side and said with a smile: "Boss, don't rush forward after a while, just hide behind and shoot arrows, otherwise the people of the legion will gossip about us." ”

Yang Chun nodded, indicating that he knew.

The fat man just wanted to leave, but he said again uneasily: "Boss, you can't rush to the front with a hot head!" Let the Legion people sharpen the blood of the trolls first, just secretly mend the knife. When the trolls are fully on the wall, it's time for us to fight hard! So it's better to save a little effort now. ”

So the fat man led everyone to hide behind the legion and release cold arrows, attacking the trolls who climbed the city wall through the ladder, without the slightest intention of stepping forward to help.

Those legionnaires also dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and at first they glared angrily, and finally they didn't bother to pay attention.

In fact, the arrows of the fat man and several of them are so-so, and they can only guarantee that they will not shoot at the people in the front legion, and as for whether they can shoot the trolls, it is all up to fate, after all, fate is a very magical thing!

Of course, Yang Chun had practiced, so he shot a troll dead with a few arrows.

At this time, the people who landed in the city were still mainly second-turn level 1 trolls, so there was no experience at all, and of course there were no gold coins. But Yang Chun saved many people, although it was only temporary, and they still had to die after a while.

The fat man exclaimed, "The boss is really a marksman!" Worthy of being the boss of my fat man! This time the Legion can't blame us anymore, we save our lives, and there is still superfluous. ”

This section of the city wall was carefully selected by the fat man, so the battle situation has not been very intense, and those who ascended the city were mainly trolls of the second turn and level 1, and there was no sudden situation, so the two sides were deadlocked.

The trolls couldn't climb the walls, and the legions kept dying, and they didn't know when they would fight.

Looking at the sky, the fat man muttered, "It won't rain at night, right?" I'm still out in the covers! It looks like the battle will be fought until tomorrow morning, just in time to go back for breakfast. ”

Except for archery to save people, Yang Chun has no strength to shoot arrows now, he has been shooting for two hours, and his hands are a little numb.

Li Ru asked the fat man, "Fat man, what about the high-level wild monsters?" How come I haven't found a single one until now! ”

The fat man smiled bitterly: "The feng shui treasure is too good, it is only suitable for the elderly, it seems that we are going to transfer!" Otherwise, this time it will be in vain. ”

Others have long been impatient, just waiting for the fat man's words, grabbing monsters and upgrading is the right thing, but it's not pretending here.

"That's good! We now transfer. I took the beauties in front and asked six masters to cover us. ”

So the fat man led everyone to hide in the back and head south, looking for those high-level trolls. Everywhere we went, the war began to escalate.

On the city wall, a large group of second-turn level 2 trolls first appeared, then second-turn level 3 trolls, and then the second-turn level 4 trolls were seen.

This is the battlefield of the fat man and the beautiful woman, and the six level 5 warriors and Yang Chun are responsible for covering them.

Of course, Yang Chun also easily shot a few second-turn level 3 trolls, and after a while, the level was raised, a level 10 soldier and a level 3 warrior.

After shooting more than a dozen second-level 3 trolls, there was no goal, Yang Chun concentrated on protecting the fat man, because just now a beautiful woman was beaten to death by a group of trolls, although the six level 5 warriors stepped forward to rescue, but there were too many trolls on the city wall.

The fat man's attack power is too low, and he holds a shield to defend and counterattack, and he is also tired and tired to kill a second-turn level 4 troll, and he also has to guard against being robbed by someone, or accidentally killed by someone from the legion, and the fat man will not even have a place to cry at that time.

After all, now the city wall is crowded with trolls, trolls squeezing people, everyone is crowding around, swords are coming and going, and if you are not careful, you will be hit by an arrow in the back, and I don't know who died in the hands.

Yang Chun stood behind and saw it clearly, and now he somewhat understood why the fat man said that he used 10,000 people to grind and kill high-level wild monsters, the level was not enough to make up the number, but this number was inevitably too much, and they all began to crowd.

The officer overseeing the battle would only keep shouting, "Onward!" Forward! Kill the past, don't go back! Plug it up! So the front is getting more and more crowded, the open space behind is getting bigger and bigger, and Yang Chun is getting more and more leisurely when he stands behind.

The army of trolls desperately climbed the city wall, and many of them were squeezed down again.

The front line of the battlefield is now like a meat grinder, and the men of the legion and the trolls are desperately squeezing in, either pushing down or rushing up, and the corpses are piled higher and higher.

At this time, the horn sounded suddenly, and Yang Chun saw that the legion began to reinforce the manpower, and a group of soldiers climbed the city tower, and then squeezed up.