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Chapter 37: Bitter Battle

When the first iron arrow shot out of the darkness and forced Sioux City to the point of being overwhelmed, the blue bear knew that something was wrong.

In fact, just ten minutes earlier, they had used the same trick to eat a team of five. The squad of first class privates did not hesitate at all under their deliberate ambush, and fell into the temptation of battle exploits.

They quickly paid the price for their rash actions - they were raided by the Red Giants and Sioux City, and then divided by a few people, almost instantly losing most of their combat power.

Even now, Blue Bear still remembers the other party's expression after knowing that he was ambushed, panicked, angry, calm, and all kinds of expressions, but the only thing he can be sure of is that although they tried to fight back with their rich battlefield experience, this kind of resistance that they barely made at a critical moment was severely crushed by Su Cheng with his dominant strength.

Of course, compared to the different expressions of those players when they were raided, what was more profound about the blue bear was the unwillingness and helplessness that could not be concealed from their faces when these people were killed one by one by a large number of people.

Yes, how can they not be helpless, how can they be willing?

Obviously, he has become a very powerful battlefield player in the eyes of newcomers and ordinary players, and he has already experienced large and small battles in the two-zone battlefield, and even stood out from so many people and got the right to participate in this large-scale battlefield mission.

But in the end, he was overshadowed by a group of guys who were obviously just ordinary players, and overturned in the gutter.

Blue Bear was thinking at that time, maybe only the undead players who were killed by Sioux City would not have these unwillingness.

Because he knew from the beginning that the five of them could ambush each other with such a plan, which was not actually a plan at all, only because of the existence of Sioux City.

You know, in their six-person team, one of them is a pure newcomer, and the other four are just ordinary players with one or two skills. If there were no masters like Sioux City with the ultimate strength, the so-called ambush plan would just be a joke.

When skill and strength prevail, numbers are not as influential in Anno as the average player might think - a saying that has been circulating among pro gamers for a long time applies to the opponent's face of Sioux City, but it also applies to their situation at this time.

Blue Bear knew that what he had been fearing would inevitably happen when Sioux City couldn't kill his target in the first place and come to their aid.

In fact, that happened after all.

Under the sniper fire of the archers, Sioux City had to dodge the lightning-fast iron arrows, and although he managed to solve his goal, Blue Bear knew that Sioux City could no longer come to their aid as planned.

Because everyone understands that if the archer is allowed to wander around and shoot all the time, it will not take more than five minutes, and probably everyone except Sioux City will be shot one by one.

Sure enough, as Blue Bear thought, Su Cheng hid his figure behind a corpse, and then stepped on his unique powerful acceleration skill, and his body made a roaring sound like an old tank, shaking the earth and shaking the ground, and unstoppably rushed in the direction where the iron arrow was fired.

In the dark sea of trees, he was soon to be seen again.

At the same time, the two fastest of the enemies who rushed towards him, wielding one-handed swords and looking hideous, had rushed in front of him.

And from the footsteps of the opponent who stepped on the mud warrior deeply, as well as his steady sword holding movements, Blue Bear judged that even if the opponent was not a professional player, his strength would not be too far behind.

However, even though he knew the difference in strength with the other party, he did not hesitate, let alone retreat, because standing behind him were little Robin and Senior Sister Hani.

He cannot, and can't retreat.

Even if it's only half a step.

Holding the heavy spear in his hand diagonally in front of his body, he stared closely at the direction of the opponent's inky black sword, and then let out a loud roar, decisively choosing to collide with it and face the edge of its long sword.

The next moment, the heavy spear collided with the inky black sword, making a tooth-aching sound of metal grinding against each other.

Immediately, there were several steps of rapid retreat, and the blue bear, who was directly blocked by the lance, couldn't control his body at all, and couldn't resist and kept retreating. But although the vitality above his head was only reduced by 10% due to the successful defense, it had an additional concussive negative effect, and he could barely hold the weapon.

On the other side, the strong man with a hideous face only took three steps back, first slammed the long sword in his hand with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and then cursed, raised the corners of his mouth at a playful angle, and then strode towards the blue bear again.

At this moment, the undead player with the giant chain hammer in his hand finally arrived, and the two strong men who were almost a circle larger than the blue bear looked at each other, and they could see the anger in each other's eyes.

They smiled tacitly, and the man with the giant hammer sped out, trying to get around the blue bear and go straight for the two girls behind him.

The blue bear suddenly became furious, roared, and whistled the spear in his hand, sweeping at the person who wanted to get past him at a maximum distance.

And although that person looked down on the strength of the blue bear and their ordinary players, he didn't dare to underestimate the power of this big iron spear, and hurriedly swung the chain hammer and smashed it at the spear.

Then, there was another thunderous metal clash of metal.

Gulping out blood, the blue bear was almost thrown away by the force of the rebound, his hands clutching at the out-of-control spear, unable to dodge or block the sword that was heading straight for his right chest.

The long sword slowly approached in the blue bear's field of vision, and in an instant, he vaguely remembered a concept that Su Cheng had taught them - vitality is not blood, and Anno is not a traditional upgrade game, here, as long as you can protect the vital points, you can't make judgments in a single battle.

At this moment, Blue Bear seemed to understand this vague concept a little, so instead of trying to block the long sword, he contorted his face and leaned his body to the left as much as possible.

He wanted to avoid the fatal point.

He had to hold on a little longer, even if it was just a second longer, and he would have to persevere.

The next moment, a crisp flesh tearing sound sounded, and the ordinary leather armor on the blue bear's chest was pierced by the Imperial Type II standard long sword in the strong man's hand, and the sharp blade penetrated his flesh and blood without hindrance, and in an instant, it was directly without a handle.

No, and there is no need to look at his own vitality, the blue bear knows that he is certain to die.

He opened his mouth oozing blood, and slammed his right foot back to stop the retreat, and at the same time, with all his strength, he smashed the spear he was holding tightly in front of him, and smashed the steel handle into the strong man's contemptuous smile.

"Ahh

The roar exploded in the sea of trees like thunder, and along with this roar, there was also a clean and neat, flesh-and-blood picture.

The strong man, who was smashed in the face by the hard handle of the gun, and his face became bloody and fleshy, fell to the ground weakly. His body twitched helplessly, and when the blood-stained spear spun and slammed into his head, he couldn't believe why an opponent who had almost bottomed out could fight back.

A ferocious whistling sound reached the strong man's ears, and finally in his eyes was the hilt of the gun that gradually obscured his vision, and the sound of his companion cursing angrily and smashing heavy objects. Eventually, two almost overlapping sounds of flesh and blood squeezing sounded clearly, slowly echoing in the sea of trees filled with the smell of blood.

On this night, the sea of trees did not have the peace of the past.

What was firmly permeating was the smell of blood, which was as strong as substance......

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