Chapter Seventy-One: Arrows

The fighters in the front row of the TB all raised their shields, and although these shields were of different styles, they all had the same characteristic, that is, they were large, and each shield could protect at least the upper body of the shield-bearer.

Behind the dense shield array, a handful of priests were casting protective prayers, and the light of holiness continued to light up on the warriors.

This formation advances slowly, which greatly limits the use of individual strength, but it can effectively counteract the attacks of ranged classes......

One winter, he walked to the front row with a solemn face, and Wu Yi was only a familiar face with a negative charge left by his side.

As TB's phalanx approached, the invisible pressure made the negatively charged face pale. Wu Yi was just about to comfort him for a few words, when he heard an earth-shattering shout erupt in front of him.

The sky darkened, and a dense stream of magic and arrows flew into the sky.

"Boom, boom—"

Massive fireworks exploded in the phalanx ahead, and in the blink of an eye, the shield wall became jagged, and the roar drowned out the sound of arrows entering the flesh, and also swallowed the howls of the TB men.

"Charge!"

It was that deep voice again, and almost at the same time, TB's phalanx suddenly accelerated, and it still maintained a neat frequency in its running. The tremor of the ground instantly crossed the last twenty or so yards and reached the feet of the Wings of Dawn.

Even if it is the enemy, I have to admire the team battle of the TB members, the formation is not chaotic at all when charging, and every time a shield battle is hung up in front, someone will immediately replace it, and there has never been a phenomenon where no one fills the gap, or two people go to fill the same position.

On the other hand, on the side of Wings of Dawn, except for the three thousand original team members who barely managed to discharge the defensive formation, the newly joined miscellaneous army was extremely chaotic, and the attacks were scattered, and they were even more standing in this wave and that piece, and there was no formation at all.

In comparison, the strength of a member of an established powerhouse like TB is indeed much stronger than that of a second-rate guild like Dawnwings.

When TB's team dropped hundreds of corpses, the huge phalanx was still not chaotic at all, but the Wings of Dawn's formation was faintly loose.

The roar was mixed with a forbearant muffled snort, TB's long-range began to fight back, and several people around Wu Yi were instantly put down, and the blood mist of the canopy bloomed a thin red mist in the air.

Just when the two sides were about to collide, Wushuang suddenly ordered to change the formation, and the melee in the middle of the front row quickly retracted, putting TB's team into the formation.

The battle immediately turned from a confrontation to a melee melee with the sound of dense metal clashing in one piece.

Although the average combat power of the players of Dawnwings was weak, under the command of Mushuang, the melee team instantly completed the encirclement of the TB phalanx. When what they thought was a long drive turned into a predicament like a turtle in an urn, TB's team began to show signs of panic.

Counting the more than 1,000 new guild members, the number of Dawnwings is already close to 5,000, and when hundreds or thousands of magic roar out, all the enemy can do is struggle to support themselves.

The battle situation seems to have tilted in the direction of victory, but Wu Yi always felt a little strange in his heart, what was the idea of the TB gang fighting?

"Whoosh!" The streamer of arrows in front of him pulled Wu Yi back to reality, and there was a chaotic noise in the direction of the forest, and at the same time, a large number of pets of different types rushed over, and behind the herd, hundreds of hunters were raising their bows and arrows, and a rain of arrows was sprinkled on the top of the Wings of Dawn player's head.

In the chaos, the formations of the two sides completely shattered, and the covering long-range attacks were replaced by accurate point shots, and at this moment, everyone except for the TB hunter team who had just joined the battle was drawn into the melee.

A TB mage had just uttered a few incantations when he was wiped by the thieves who suddenly appeared, and at the same time, no less than three long swords followed closely after the thieves who had struck the sneak attack.

The two fell almost simultaneously, and the splatters of blood melted in the air, then mixed in the dirt and printed with the other people's shoe prints.

The sound of shouts, cries of pain, the clashing of swords and tears, when all the figures around were shaking with swords raised, the strength of the individual seemed so weak.

Wu Yi suddenly appeared behind a TB priest, and the Eternal Blade instantly brought out a cloud of blood mist, and before he could turn around and attack the next target, he retreated under the pressure of several cold lights.

Wu Yi relied on his super speed to keep wandering, and while he took down one enemy after another, he was chased by the attacks behind him and fled everywhere.

The ground was soaked in blood and slippery, and in the confusion it was impossible to estimate how many men had been injured on each side, and the ground was almost covered with corpses, and several new corpses were added to it every second.

Pure attrition, if you continue to fight like this, no matter who wins on both sides, it will only be a pyrrhic victory.

But it is undeniable that even if TB loses, they have enough financial resources to support them to recover quickly; But if the loser is replaced by Wings of Dawn, the guild station will be destroyed, and the manpower, financial resources, and newly gathered popularity will be dealt a fatal blow.

Wu Yi kept changing the direction of movement, and the dense attacks behind him never stopped, dodging, stabbing, and dodging again...... Encourage to take down a few enemies along the way.

Even Wu Yi, the first person of the Farrell level who was dressed in the best clothes, could only do this Cheng dù.

On the other side of the forest, the TB Hunter team is still killing the players of Dawnwings, this strange soldier is very obscene, and all the pets are released to participate in the battle, while they themselves are staying in the distance, shooting a ** arrow rain into the chaos.

"Thieves, go kill the hunters!"

Wushuang shouted, and almost all the thieves immediately gave up on their opponents, turned around and rushed in the direction of the forest.

This is a helpless choice, and letting the thieves in battle attack the hunter's team is no different from sending them to death, but if they don't contain the TB hunters, the station's defenses will be under more pressure.

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen names in Wu Yi's team were darkened one after another. This is the first time that this team, made up entirely of thieves, has lost so many men at once.

Without the cover of stealth, the thieves unleashed an onslaught as powerless as a stone sinking into the sea.

Taking advantage of the interval between the rain of arrows, Wu Yi rushed out of the crowd with oblique stabs, and the super speed made the enemy lose his accuracy, and most of the arrows could only fly behind him.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The sound of the wind sounded in his ears, the sky suddenly darkened, and a volley indiscriminately covered the ground of about ten yards, Wu Yi desperately rolled out, his shoulder knocked to the ground, and at the same time, he also threw the attack far behind.

At this time, Wu Yi was only more than ten yards away from TB's hunter team, and the enemies in front of him all raised their bows in his direction, and the sound of bowstrings tightening was connected.

"Put it again!" The same voice just now, and the sky was once again obscured by a dense barrage of arrows.