A silent town, a dim moon, a pile of charred corpses that make you gasp.

This is the current state of Roque's town.

Outside the town, a group of players gathered, basically every player's body, which is also the position on the left chest, has a mad bull's head, this is all the online people of the mad bull guild in Fire City, except for some people who have used up their game time, who can come, they are all here.

In front of these people were the president of the Raging Bull Guild and a young man, as well as a few high-level cadres, several of them. The plan after that is being discussed very seriously.

The tragedy ahead, they have seen with the help of a few archers, using skills such as eagle eye techniques.

Although the Raging Bull Guild is mainly a guild for melee characters, other classes are still somewhat different.

The dim moonlight, the faint morning star, the windless sky.

It seems to hint that there will be a battle on the horizon.

Roque Town is still a silent ghost town, only in the largest house in the middle, the lights are bright, and bursts of men's laughter and women's laughter keep coming from inside.

Li Tian, turning on the aura effect, and a few assassins given to him by the snail, slowly touched into the town. According to the characteristics of the characters, Li Tian should not participate in the mission in this team, but if he wants to obtain Roque's upward head, he must follow him in.

These assassins were all surprised, the attribute of this aura is very good and powerful, although it restricts their movements, but if they change a group of melee professionals, such as knights, it may reverse the outcome of a battle.

The task of these people is to lurk in this town, waiting for an opportunity.

The people on the outside are the ones who create opportunities.

After sharing the quest, the snail gets a scroll, a qualification scroll to be able to storm towns.

They were seen infiltrating the town, followed by a private message from the Assassin team leader.

"It's about time. Brethren, do you want to get the first territory in this game? ”

"Yes."

"Do you want to kill this mad baron?"

"Yes."

"Okay, let's go, him."

"Kill !!"

Ahem, the above is a joke, the game is not so serious. At least not so seriously in the early stages. They didn't have a neat formation, they weren't military people, they were a bunch of brute bulls, and they started running in scattered sand

Baron Roque, who was in the midst of the happy banquet, suddenly received this notice, and was so frightened that the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground. At the beginning, he was looking for a place to hide, without the demeanor and calmness of a baron.

However, the soldiers in his hands, or the strategists, still stopped him, after all, he still needed his words to resist and fight.

"Go, you go at once, hold this town, and don't let any enemy in, let any of them come near me. Go, right away! ”

Baron Roque, who was stopped, almost wanted to go crazy, and these people dared to stop him when the disaster came, delaying the time to hide. He screamed and gave the order, and after the soldier left, he quickly burrowed into his backyard, that speed, that agility.

There is no such thing as a baron.

The rhythm of death, who cares if they still have grace?

In the backyard, there is a rockery, but unfortunately, the rockery is solid. He had no chance of hiding.

He ran through every room, looking for every nook and cranny where he could hide

This is also Roque Town, there will not be a small town residential area to help defend the town, all the forces are only a few hundred guards.

On the snail's side, thousands of members gathered, and the tiger and wolf rushed down the mountain.

On the other hand, on the side of the garrison, the momentum is sluggish, the faces are not good, the steps are vain, and there is no morale at all.

What kind of people have what kind of soldiers, Baron Roque hid without hesitation after hearing that an enemy was coming, without the slightest intention of understanding the situation.

And his subordinates, stand up closer.

The weapon in his hand is rusty, and the armor on his body is shiny, but it looks thin and light, and it is estimated that a hole can be made out of a harder tree, and the flashy armor is used to attract those young girls who have nothing to do, but it is used to fight. Hehe, it's better not to wear this armor, at least you can lighten the weight a little. This armor is also a standard piece of equipment, with a uniform name.

Bitifu armor: gorgeous appearance, plus a little magic endowment, emitting a faint light, enhance their own charm, hook up with the sister paper of the weapon, cheap, cost-effective.

Hehe, why that timid baron has not heavy armor but such ornaments under his hands, the reason is self-evident. The guards were shaking their legs at a constant high frequency, their hands could barely grasp their weapons, and all of them, including the more senior captains, looked terrified.

It's okay to tell them to bully honest people, guards, forget it.

The speed of the people on the snail side was not slow, and in just one minute, they came into contact with the walls of the town.

One minute, plus the previous warning time. It was more than ten minutes, but these people, who didn't do anything, were stunned to see the enemy come in front of them, and then.

"Spare your life, spare your life, we don't dare anymore."

"Run, the enemy is coming, you can't win, hurry up and escape. What kind of armor are you wearing, your life is gone. ”

This is the performance of those guards, sad and shameful, some kneeling and begging for mercy, and some scattering and fleeing while disturbing the morale of the army. What kind of sad life the residents of this town have, what kind of pain and anxiety they have.

"Drop your weapons, surrender on your knees, and don't kill a single one. If you dare to resist, and those who escape, I won't let go of any of them, and I'll stop them all. ”

The snail roared loudly, and it really roared at the scourge of the people on this side and the moth of the country.

The fleeing man cowered back and quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Although the person who surrendered earlier was still kowtowing and begging for mercy, the smug look in his eyes could not be hidden.

However, there was not a single person who resisted, not even a single one who raised his weapon and had the heart to resist.

The snail couldn't react, he didn't expect that his roar would be really useful.

None of them continued to escape, and he didn't mind killing two of them to deter them, and now it seemed that this was an unwanted act.

"All for Lao Tzu to kneel, bury my head in the ground, not allowed to be raised, raised up, Lao Tzu will not leave any of them."

Obedient guardians, hehe.

Obediently knelt on the ground, with his head buried in the blood-stained ground.

The snail quietly arranged in the guild channel. Every third man stood behind a captive, the corners of his mouth. A sneer was revealed.

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