More than 20 female intelligence players were frightened by the attitude of the battle hall Xingtian, they had never seen a president like today.

"Let's go! Do as I say, and hurry up and find Long Xiang Nine Days! ”

Letting go of the person in his hand, Zhan Tang Xingtian shouted.

A group of Zhantang intelligence players hurriedly broke away from the large array and rushed towards the battlefield between Long Xiang and the night players in the distance.

It was not for nothing that the Battle Hall Xingtian suddenly became irritable, and the battle between the 17,000 Battle Hall players and the 10,000 Night Players, to everyone's surprise, was that the small number of Night Players had the upper hand.

Qin Wu led a group of high-level players of the Dark Night Star Legion to the front like arrows, slamming and rushing, and the Steel Corps, which was already superior in numbers, suddenly couldn't bear it, and the number of casualties and the speed of death suddenly soared, and it was about to be defeated.

Ordinary Night players not only have the upper hand in morale, but also have a much stronger fighting spirit than Warhall players. The 17,000 Battle Hall players have evolved from being evenly matched with each other at the beginning to now being pressed by the Night Players.

When two players play each other, due to morale, the damage taken by the night player will be reduced by 20%, so that with the same amount of healing, more night players can survive the enemy's attack.

On the contrary, the damage taken by Warhall players will be increased by 20%, and the attack damage of Night players will be increased by 20%, and the healing of Warhall players will not be able to keep up with the damage output of Night, and the number of casualties of Warhall players will also increase dramatically.

This situation lasted for 2 minutes, and the situation on the battlefield changed again.

"Guild Battle Tips: Qin Wu defeated 200 people, and the morale of the Night Guild +1!"

As another guild battle prompt sounded, the battle hall Xingtian only felt that the sky had become darker.

The players of the battle hall and the dark night are similar in level and equipment, and their strength is comparable, but now one side is morale +2 and the other side is morale -1, Qin Wu has changed the strength comparison of the two sides participating in the war with his own strength.

The conceit is like a battle hall, and when he finds that he can't win the side with few people because there are many people, he clenches his steel teeth, and the blood and qi in his chest are rolling, and he really has the urge to vomit blood.

"President, the attack in the dark night is too fierce, and Elder Wuxin wants me to come over to remind you that the Iron Corps is almost unable to hold on."

Just when the Battle Hall Xingtian was in a hurry, a steel corps player in bronze suddenly ran over from the front line and faced the Battle Hall Xingtian Dao.

"I can't hold it out so soon!? What about casualties? ”

Zhan Tang Xingtian asked urgently.

"I don't know, the group led by the elders of the Six Realms rushed to the front, and they almost died, and there were still half of the second regiment of the Heartless Elders, and the casualties of the third, fourth, and fifth regiments were different, only slightly better than the second regiment."

The player said.

"What!?"

Zhantang Xingtian screamed, his eyes widened, and he looked at the player in disbelief.

"You mean, the Iron Corps is now only half of the men left!?"

"That's right, President. You heard the hint just now, the God of Killing has already killed more than 200 of us, and he has been leading the elite army in the dark night to attack us, and among those 200 people, more than 100 are members of the Iron Legion. ”

The player gasped.

"It's only been less than 10 minutes since the battle began, and the Iron Corps is about to be wiped out!?"

Zhan Tang Xingtian muttered.

The player pursed his lips and stood next to the Battle Hall Xingtian, not daring to continue.

There are 1,200 people in the Dark Night Star Corps, the number of people is originally more than that of the Steel Corps, the commander of the Steel Corps is hanging in the Six Realms of the Battle Hall, but the Night Star Corps is blindly attacking behind the God Killer Qin Wu, coupled with the morale gap between the two sides, the Steel Corps is not the opponent of the Night Star Corps at all, the Steel Corps has killed nearly half of the 500 people, and the number of dead in the Night Star Corps is not even 100.

Over there, I didn't see much white light coming up at all.

...... "Kill!" ”

Qin Wu shouted violently, and led a group of wolf-like night senior players behind him to kill the senior players in front of him and retreat one after another.

was cut off by the system, as if he had become blind and deaf, and heard the bad news that more than half of the casualties of the main elite troops, Zhantang Xingtian completely fell into a state of confusion and confusion that he didn't know how to command.

Dozens of Iron Corps players rushed towards Qin Wu, Qin Wu rode his horse and rushed up, two shots swept the three players into white light, and a bloodthirsty thief flew over to perform an attack skill, and before he could get close to the ironclad war horse, he was stabbed into white light by Qin Wu's swift shot.

The attacks of various mages, marksmen, and rangers at this time fell on Qin Wu, but the lives lost were pitiful, and the special surnames that did not rely on the chiseled golden tiger head gun to kill the enemy to recover 50 lives, now Qin Wu could ensure the recovery of life by relying on the body of the blood dragon and attacking the special surname of 2% of the blood.

The remaining players pounced from all directions, a sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Wu's mouth, and the blood dragon struck out in three spins, and all the players of the Iron Corps who were close to Qin Wu's attack range turned into white light at once.

"Kill!"

A group of players of the Night Star Corps shouted and rushed forward, swords, slashes, daggers, bows, and magic attacks, killing a group of Iron Corps players who were in agony.

Wherever the players of the Steel Corps gathered, Qin Wu rode his horse and rushed towards which side and opened a killing ring. Because of the morale factor, the strength has fallen into the upper hand, and the broken steel corps is not the opponent of the dark night star corps that is hugged together.

Now that the Iron Legion is less than half of the people, the Night Stars Legion has suffered very little losses, and there is still full strength, and the situation has fallen to the level of one-sided slaughter.

The average player of the Battle Hall is now facing the same situation as the players of the Iron Corps. The morale of the Night Guild is too fierce, and they are no match at all.

Even if there are many people in the Battle Hall Guild, the players of the two guilds with more than 10,000 people collide head-on, and the first thing that is reflected in a short period of time is not the numerical advantage, but the morale advantage of the Night Guild.

"Guild Battle Tips: Qin Wu defeated 300 people, and the morale of the Night Guild +1!"

A few minutes later, another guild battle alert sounded, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and crushed the Iron Corps.

The Night side has +30% attack damage and absorbs 30% damage, while the Warhall side has -10% attack damage and increases damage taken by 10%.

Warhall players can't beat the Night Player, but the Night Player can easily take out the Warhall enemies in front of them. got another morale bonus, a total of 4 morale gaps, which helped the Night Guild completely complete the leap from quantitative change to qualitative change, and completely pushed the still struggling Battle Hall Guild into the abyss.

(To be continued)