"How could this be!" The wine-stuffed steamed bun was surprised. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Dark Cloud City is nearly two hours away from Qingmei City, and even if it is the royal city where the throne is located, it will take more than one and a half hours to rush over.

Counting the reorganization of personnel, the mobilization of siege equipment, and the march of tens of thousands of people, the speed is only slow and not fast.

And looking at the time, it was only half an hour at this time, no matter how prepared the throne was, no matter how fast it was, it was impossible to come over in such a short time.

"Big brother, could it be that the people of the throne have always been near us?" Someone said.

At present, dozens of siege battles have broken out in China, large and small, and some of them seem to be shrewd guilds, ambushing their members near the city in advance, waiting for the siege to begin, and suddenly attacking.

It's just that the city like Qingmei City is high and solid, tens of thousands of members, the number of ambushes is too small to attack the city, once there are too many ambushes, even if there are thousands of people, the city defense guild will all be aware of it, and respond in advance.

But at this time, only half an hour has passed, and the people and horses of the throne suddenly appeared, and this time point happened to be the siege point again.

"How could it be so coincidental? It's like the throne is stuck in time? The wine-stuffed steamed bun was shocked in his heart, but he didn't dare to show the slightest panicked look on his face.

He is now the head of the entire station, if he panics first, what will happen to the people below?

"Order all the melee players of regiments 1-10 to go out of the city and meet the enemy outside the city, and the rest are on standby at the city gate!"

"Second brother, you are watching from here, and I'll go and see the layout of the arrow tower." The wine-stuffed steamed bun was about to go downstairs, and he was suddenly stunned.

I saw that under the city walls, the players who went out of the city were in a mess.

According to normal circumstances, from the moment the system notifies, Qingmei City still has at least 2 and a half hours of preparation time.

If it is a high-level such as Ome Childe, it only takes about half an hour to an hour to complete the tens of thousands of horses in Ome Villa.

Even if it is a steamed bun made with wine, in more than two hours, it is enough to complete the rectification and arrangement.

But now, it was only half an hour before the people of the throne suddenly appeared, and in an instant they disrupted his arrangement.

Under the eastern city, there were already more than 5,000 players out of the city, but at this time, there was a commotion because of the sudden attack on the throne, some people wanted to retreat, and there were many players who were in a hurry to get out of the city, but the commotion turned into panic all of a sudden.

At a glance, I saw a mess under the city, and the black lines not far away were pouring in like a tide.

If it goes on like this, let alone defend the city, the siege battle will be broken before it begins!

"Close the gates!" The wine-brewed steamed buns shouted loudly on the guild channel, and with the order, it was dozens of meters high, and the gate made of fine iron was slowly closed.

A group of green plum players panicked, the enemy is in front, the members of the guild have not come out yet, what does it mean to close the door?

Led by some people, a group of players actually forced their way against the gate that was close to the middle, intending to enter the city.

"Presumptuous! Everyone restrained their subordinates, and the people outside the city gate immediately set up a formation to meet the enemy, and they were not allowed to enter the city! The wine-stuffed steamed bun said angrily.

If it was just a thousand brothers in his own legion, he would naturally bow down to the order, but there were tens of thousands of people in the entire Qingmei, and the wine-brewed steamed buns really didn't have much prestige among them, and even some members had never heard of his name.

Even if he yelled on the guild channel, it was to no avail, and even if some people knew that he was in charge today, they turned a deaf ear and let their subordinates mess around.

In their view, it is the law that does not hold the people accountable.

Some of the legions that were already lined up outside the city, seeing the commotion breaking out, everyone was crowding into the city, and the army of the throne not far away was coming, how could they not know what was happening?

If the scene was orderly, and reinforcements were pouring out from the city gates, they would naturally be fearless, and when they saw this scene at this time, their thoughts in their hearts were loosened.

As a few people ran back, the cadres who were finally lined up in front of the formation also abandoned the formation and joined the team that rushed into the city.

If it is placed in ancient times, this is an army mutiny, but it is a real event.

The wine-stuffed steamed bun glanced at the throne that was getting closer and closer, and suddenly his expression was fierce.

Soon, thousands of broadsword guards rushed to the eastern city and forcibly drove the players who entered the city.

In the Residency, Guild Members cannot attack NPCs, but NPCs can attack Resident Players without restrictions.

As rows of broadswords swung out, white light lit up one after another, and in just a moment, at least hundreds of Qingmei players died.

A group of people subconsciously waved their weapons to resist, but the attack fell on these broadsword guards, but it had no effect.

Soon, the players outside the city found out about this and had to start retreating, and as a group of fierce guards made a move, the two gates finally closed slowly, and the wine-brewed steamed buns breathed a sigh of relief.

"Order all the managers to immediately restrain their subordinates and line up outside the city to meet the enemy." Wine-stuffed steamed buns drank.

It's just that the NPCs defending the city are mobilized to kill the players who have been on the side, which really makes a group of players outside the city angry, and this group of people can't speak on the guild channel because of their level, but at this time, they are scolding under the city.

Although the NPCs killed hundreds of people, there were still four or five thousand players outside the city, and at this time, they all scolded at the city wall, from the parents of the wine-brewed steamed buns to the ancestors, all of them greeted each other.

The wine-stuffed steamed bun turned pale, and his hands clung to the city wall, his body trembled, obviously trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

But it was a group of brothers behind him, who were so angry that their teeth were itching.

"Big brother, hurry up and give an order, let the archers at the head of the city shoot these people who have mothers and no fathers!"

"What nonsense, Lao Tzu will quit the guild and go down to kill them!"

The wine-stuffed steamed buns were originally extremely annoyed, but at this time, they gradually calmed down.

He sneered and said, "If you don't close the door, I'm afraid that the throne soldiers will come to the city, and this group of people is still crowding into the city, even if the son comes back, he won't be able to accuse me of anything." ”

"On the contrary, it is this group of people who let them stay outside and do their best for the guild."

Wine-brewed steamed buns are not a good temper, at this time, these people under the city wall are extremely insulting to him, and when the throne army arrives, these people will naturally become cannon fodder.

"Allow the arrow tower to launch an early attack within the range of the enemy, all the archers on the east city are ready to bow and arrow, the mages are ready to chant, and listen to my orders to release spells together!"

"The second round of mages and shooters is always ready!"

At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder was rolling, and it was obvious that there were five advanced mages who were condensing large spells.

Almost at the same time, the army of the throne surged all over the mountains, like a black wave, falling towards the Qingmei City overwhelmingly.