The whole team is inspecting, and after checking one team, one team is released.

Those who had been checked out by the old man were all whining, as if they had been wronged, and were pulled out to stand in one place.

Those who have not yet been examined are staring nervously at the inspection ahead, and some are already worried about their fate. Even if he wasn't inserted, would he take the opportunity to retaliate if he had a holiday with the old man?

Definitely.

Nangong Sima also thought so, so when checking the so-called installers identified by the old man, Nangong Sima gathered them all together.

He doesn't believe in a team of nearly 1,000 people, and every team of 5 people is planted with one person? How can it be.

The old man now thought that he was the god of death who had obtained Shang Fang's sword, and as long as he pointed at anyone, he would be pulled out by the soldiers behind him.

The old man's expression was very proud, almost like a fox and a fake tiger. His eyes flashed with the enjoyment of this power of life and death and the excitement of manipulating the life and death of others.

The procession, which had slowed down due to the inspection, marched slowly.

The convoy behind had already caught up, walking like a dragon beside the line of prisoners. Keeping a uniform degree, they walked side by side with the line of prisoners.

Next to the guards, supervised by a new procession, the old man identified the placers, there were already more than 60 people.

Nangong Sima Tou's actions, the actions of the criminals.

The torches illuminated the marching group, striking and slow on the plain in the darkness of the night like a great target.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the distance, getting closer and closer.

A mobile sentry galloped back on horseback and shouted, "My lord! Spot the enemy 500 meters away! A large number of infantry, on the run! ”

Nangong Sima said: "The first team defends, the second team commits crimes, and the third team maneuvers!" ”

"Yes! My lord! ”

The sentry turned and rode quickly to the back of the group.

Closer, you can hear the soft sound of boots stepping on the grassland, many sounds gathered in one place, and they are charging towards it.

The soldiers also heard the movement.

The prisoners heard the movement, some were excited and excited, some were worried and begged for God's blessing, and some just thought to themselves, who could snatch a prisoner who was not even free to do so?

The soldiers moved quickly.

The soldiers of the first group stood in front with large shields in front and formed a line of 100 men, 100 spearmen in the back, and 50 archers in the back, and the three rows of defense were almost established.

The 250 soldiers of the second team gathered all the prisoners together with 200 people, and 50 people divided into 10 groups, constantly patrolling the prisoners.

The third team was only 100 people, and they stood there quietly in line, waiting for Nangong Sima's order.

It's close, footsteps are near.

"Rush! Grab the money! ”

"Grab money and people!"

Suddenly there was a cry from the darkness, and the sound of running footsteps sounded, and I heard countless people shouting and rushing towards me from all directions.

Some of the prisoners whined excitedly, some of them looked forward to the ambush men killing the officers and soldiers, and some of them were dark in horror, not knowing what was happening.

The soldiers were also a little excited, some a little nervous.

Nangong Sima rode the chief and stood in front of the third team, calmly in front of the dark cries getting closer and closer.

Nangong Sima said: "Put the convoy at the back!" ”

"Yes, sir!" The captain of the convoy ran to the rear with the supply convoy, lined up to block the prisoners' retreat.

Suddenly, in the light of the torches in front of them, a group of masked men rushed out, shouting, brandishing long knives and shields.

"Throw!" Nangong Sima ordered.

The soldiers in the front row suddenly threw their torches out with all their might, and some of the torches fell to the running sneak attackers, falling to the ground and burning.

When some of the torches fell on the sneak attackers, they actually set fire to their clothes, and several of the sneak attackers screamed and jumped, and the people around them staggered all at once.

Most of the torches fell to the ground and burst into flames, instantly illuminating an otherwise dark field.

In this illuminated field of vision, the mages and archers who ran behind immediately entered the bright world.

Nangong Sima smiled, he knew that that distance was the best shooting distance for mages and archers.

"First team, attack!"

"Kill!"

Under the orders of Nangong Sima, the shield soldiers with large shields and spearmen with spears rushed forward.

The brightly armored NPC soldiers on one side and the masked players on the other side collided violently like two fierce tides.

Someone was knocked down, someone was poked in the lower abdomen with a spear, someone rushed into the NPC pile.

However, a group of NPC soldiers rushed at the player, poking their spears out, trying to severely injure the player in one blow, and then all threw their spears at the mages and archers standing behind them with shiny torches.

The group of NPC soldiers rushed towards the vulnerable ranged class with short knives in hand.

Remote professionals don't realize how dangerous it is, even though they notice a burning torch lighting up their feet. They take their positions, aim at the enemy in front of them, reload their bows and arrows, and chant magic.

Suddenly, dozens of spears flew from the shadows, and before they could reach their chests.

Laugh at! Laugh at!

"Ahh

"it!"

There were several screams, and more than a dozen archers or mages were stabbed in the chest and abdomen with spears, and they were seriously injured at the moment. Some of those who stood in front and back were even pierced by a spear!

Just when the remote class door was startled, suddenly a group of NPC soldiers armed with short knives appeared.

They didn't shout, they didn't have slogans, they just rushed over and hunted frantically.

Because when the enemy had not yet appeared, they were given the order to rush through the sneak attacker's melee unit, hunt the ranged ones in the back row, and kill them all!

Hands rise and fall, some players fall to the ground screaming, some people start drinking medicine, and some people start running away.

Some mages who have seen the world and are not too flustered have blessed themselves with shields, hoping to resist a little more damage. Some of the calm archers replaced them with frozen arrows, hoping to reduce the rushing soldiers.

But, all this came a little late.

The soldiers who were selected to escort this time were all elite soldiers who had been well-trained, and after the alpacas with their hearts were retrained, their combat effectiveness was more than doubled.

With the right timing, reasonable tactical arrangements, and a good grasp of the opponent's situation, the players' ranged classes suffered a lot from the very beginning of this battle.

In an instant, the player's ranged class is unable to support the warriors and assassins in front of them. They can't even save their lives now.

Whether an NPC soldier is attacked by a group of mages or a volley of archers, it is always two people who surround a mage, do their best to eliminate it as quickly as possible, and then turn around to help hunt the next one.

Less than 3 minutes into the battle, the ranged mages in the back row returned to the resurrection point one by one.

Some of the remaining archers had turned and fled into the darkness. The rest ran while firing arrows, and there were angry and impulsive people who clutched arrows and tried to poke the soldiers.

But unfortunately, they are facing elite fighters, and the professional restraint is doomed to the end of this battle.

One by one, the player's archers fell.

As for the NPC archers, because the torches shine on the battlefield, the players who are fighting against the NPC warriors are exposed to the field of vision one by one, and the NPC archers only need to aim.

After 10 minutes, all the enemies in the back row had been cleared. The soldiers formed a formation and charged behind the player who was fighting the NPC soldiers.

There was no shouting, no howling, only a charge and a cold sword, bursting with blood.

Bang! Bang!

Collision and screaming mingled, swords colliding and clanging sparks.

The torches are burning, the blood is flowing, the wounded soldiers are **, and the players are scolding their mothers......

The front and back attacks of the NPC soldiers hit the player hard.

"Boss, I can't bear it!"

"Withdraw, Boss......"

"you,!"

The players shouted, the military heart was shaken, someone wanted to drink the medicine but was in the cooldown time of the potion, and was unexpectedly stunned, and was stabbed to death by two soldiers with a spear and a knife, turning into white light.

"Retreat! Fall back! The masked man shouted and took the lead and ran back.

The masked players hula all turned around and ran, and some of them fled so violently that the NPC soldiers fell to the ground.

Seeing that the players had fled, Nangong Sima said: "Don't chase!" Clean up the battlefield, let's go! ”

"Yes, sir! Clean up the battlefield! ”

The soldiers, who had just finished the battle, began to clean up the battlefield and put the wounded soldiers on the vehicles that carried supplies. Pack your torches, reorganize your gear, and get ready to go.

Nangong Sima said: "The escort prisoner will go first, and the grain and grass will follow." ”

"Yes, sir!" The captain who escorted the prisoners said, "My lord, is that still the identification?" What about those who are identified? ”

Nangong Sima said: "Identify while walking, hurry up, and bring the selected people to the camp together." ”

"Yes, sir!" The captain took the order.

Nangong Sima said to the soldiers beside him: "Go to the big camp to give an order, and let the troops be sent to respond." ”

"Yes, sir!" The guards rode away.

"Prisoners first!" The guards escorted the prisoners and continued on their way.

These prisoners are so heroic, they will kill the enemy in the future, and they will be shocked and restrained a lot.

Some of the prisoners were murderers in the first place, thinking they were arrogant, but after the fight scene, their faces turned blue with fright. Some timid prisoners, seeing blood flying on the battlefield, severed limbs and stumps, smelled blood, listened to the screams, bent down and vomited.

Fortunately, they were protected by the guards and were not injured in the slightest.

Because the prisoners were allowed to go first, the troops behind were resting in place, so when the vanguard of the prisoners' team had already reached the distance, the tail on this side began to move.

"My lord! There seems to be a sound in the distance! One of the guards pointed in the direction the players were retreating.

Nangong Sima said in a deep voice: "Prepare for battle!" "I thought, well, it's time to come! Mobile Visit: