Chapter 302: Ben Lei Army

At this moment, the third cannonball-like boulder was once again put into the catapult, and roared again to the laughter of the Autean players. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The back-row players of Wushuang are almost desperate, and nearly 10,000 people are fighting outside the station, densely gathered together, and it is difficult to disperse.

And it is obviously not realistic to open the city gate and return to the station.

"All priests are on standby, first use spells to dispel the effects of burning oil, and then use crowd healing techniques to save people!" Jiang Yan shouted.

A group of priests took the lead in receiving the order, and the holy light dispersed and fell, and the fire oil on the player's body disappeared as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

The Crowd Healing Spell then falls, and a group of players who were not hit by the boulder and are contaminated with the flames survive.

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air in my ears, but it was the huge boulder that gave birth to flames out of thin air, burning fiercely, and was about to fall.

The Musou player has just stabilized his mind, and at this point he is simply desperate.

Jiang Yan gritted his teeth and jumped down from the three-meter-high earthen wall.

"Get out of the way!" He shouted, and with all his strength, he easily squeezed through the crowd, savagely rushed + slashed, and blocked the meteorite-like fireball in front of him.

Everyone's eyes widened and they exclaimed at Jiang Yan's actions.

If the boss of Wushuang was stoned to death in front of everyone, it would be an incomparably huge blow to Wushuang's morale.

Jiang Yan was angry and dantian, and the dragon bone sword was quickly pulled out and swung out from the bottom up.

This set of actions was done in one go, and an arc-shaped white light suddenly lit up, and the meteorite touched the white light, as if it had encountered an invisible obstacle, and it was difficult to fall.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Jiang Yan suddenly let out a loud shout, and the meteorite rolled back at a faster speed than when it came!

Under the watchful eye of all people, it was like a meteorite falling from the sky and smashing into the middle of the night attack guild.

The smoke and dust rose from the sky, and with it was one dazzling white light after another, Jiang Yan roughly estimated that there were at least nearly 100 casualties.

The momentum of the arrogant forward rush was blocked, and it seemed that it was also in a panic.

This catapult can release fire oil boulders, and it also has a splash effect, which is difficult to dispel without the fourth-order dispel of the level 70 Holy Priest, and it is impossible to dispel the fire oil effect with the Dark Gold Priest alone.

Moreover, this oil is like a spark in the wild meadow, which can form a prairie fire in the blink of an eye, causing great casualties.

The smoke and dust dissipated, Tianya came to Jiang Yan's side and pointed into the distance: "Boss, look." ā€

Tianya is an elf clan and a shooter, and the place where his eyes can reach is not comparable to Jiang Yan.

He looked at it for a long time.

The catapult that turned out to be the fuel boulder was out of order, and a player was hammering with a tool like a hammer, seemingly repairing it.

Jiang Yan suddenly realized that the counterattack of the gods was originally to block and rebound damage towards the attacker, and it was the catapult that sent out the boulder, and the boulder naturally reversed, hitting the catapult that was unable to move, causing a certain degree of damage.

"Such a horrific attack, this catapult should be smashed directly into powder." The end of the world is incomprehensible.

"The catapult is something that can only be created by a three-star mechanic, and its rarity is equivalent to that of a legendary weapon, and it is hard to find, and it would be strange if it was damaged with a single blow." Jiang Yan muttered.

"The player who is repairing it should be the three-star mechanic of Aotian?" Tianya stared into the distance, his face still a little shocked, obviously not yet recovering from the terrorist attack of the catapult.

"Once the catapult is repaired, Xicheng will inevitably fall!" Jiang Yan said solemnly.

"Although you can't beat it, you can retreat into the city and wait for the support of the other three cities, so you won't lose it, right?" Tianya hesitated, and even he didn't believe what he said.

The power of the catapult to destroy the world is obvious to all, plus the 20,000 or 30,000 people who are proud of it, with only these 10,000 players, it is very difficult to defend it.

"Catapults belong to siege equipment, not attack props, in addition to hitting people, the most powerful thing is to break the city." Jiang Yan explained.

"Once the catapult is allowed to approach the western city wall, at most ten times, the city wall will definitely be broken!"

The city walls and even the city gates belong to the city armor, whether it is a physical attack or a spell attack on the player, it has a strong low-grade resistance and defense, and it is difficult to break through for a long time.

As the name suggests, the siege equipment was born for the siege of the city and specialized in breaking the city armor.

The small earthen wall that is only three meters high can be considered easy to defend and difficult to attack if it is against the player, but if you let the catapult get close and enter the attack range, you can do it with a maximum of ten hits, or even ten hits, and destroy this small earthen wall.

"We must not sit idly by!"

"Boss, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Yan's eyelids were raised, and he said in a low voice: "Go straight to the enemy camp and destroy the catapult." ā€

Tianya was shocked and shocked by Jiang Yan's bold years.

"If the hot phoenix wings and Lechuan soup before the correction are still there, boss, you can still give it a try, but now you don't have two props, and even if you have, the effect of being cut in half can't be done with one enemy. What's more, there are at least more than 20,000 members of Aotian, how can they break in? ā€

"What's the matter, it's not that Aotian doesn't have a dark gold priest and a holy priest, dispel and fall, no matter how powerful the buff is, it can cancel it out for you." Jiang Yan said with a smile.

"Then ......" Tianya suddenly closed his mouth, waiting for Jiang Yan to answer.

"I'm going to transfer half of my men back from Dongcheng and destroy the Aotian in Xicheng first." Jiang Yan paused word by word and gritted his teeth.

"How can this work? The number of members of the Dark Empire is still above Aotian, and once the manpower is transferred back on a large scale, I am afraid that before Aotian is defeated, the East City will collapse. Tianya said nervously.

The end of the world is not unreasonable, and at this moment, the guild channel sounded the voice of the first in the national uniform:

"The First Division of Darkness will appear in the East City, with an estimated number of 20,000 and at least 5,000 high-level players."

The current high-level players refer to dark gold players above level 50, and 5,000 is not a small number.

Even the other fifteen thousand players are enough to consume a large number of Wushuang combat power.

Jiang Yan was startled, glanced at Tianya, and fell into hesitation.

"Where is the first god of war? Bring two thousand Benlei troops and prepare to break through Xicheng! Jiang Yan shouted.

There are still 2,000 fresh troops in the station, all of them are composed of high-level berserkers, each of them is fully armed, at least a full set of gold-level, and the weapons in their hands are all dark gold equipment without exception - Thunder Axe!

A dark gold weapon is not terrible, but two thousand troops equipped with dark gold weapons are enough to deal a devastating blow to any guild.

As a peerless reserve army, this army can support the four cities at any time to supplement the shortage of troops in a certain place, which was originally used as a last resort, but at this time it had to be used in advance.

The first god of war quickly rushed out of the city gate with a battle axe and two thousand men.

"Raise soldiers for a thousand days, use them for a while, brothers, dare to rush forward with me?" Jiang Yan swept everyone and shouted.

"I want to go with the boss!" The first god of war slapped his axe and roared in response.

"I want to go with the boss!"

The sound of gold and iron resonating sounded very regularly, and every berserker had a berserk seed hidden in his heart, and it was echoed loudly at this time.

"Good!" Jiang Yan pulled out the dragon bone sword, and the long sword pointed in the direction of Aotian, "Rush!" ā€

"All the heavy shield warriors advance with their shields, and all the back rows follow, and they will rush to kill with the boss!" Tianya gritted his teeth and quickly ordered.

Suddenly, under the West City, 10,000 peerless members suddenly moved, like a torrent of steel, pouring down along the plain.

On the other end, the players of Aotian were stunned and a little dumbfounded.