Chapter 78 is chaotic

In one day, the front of the realm of the dead was suddenly in chaos.

The convoy where they were secretly transporting the coffins was attacked and ambushed by players from the Orthodox Cross Diocese, and at the same time, an extremely elite unknown cavalry army actually penetrated the Chinese army where Elder Mendu was like entering a no-man's land, and launched a bloody chase and dogfight.

In fact, although the commander of the realm of the dead had guessed that the news of the coffin would be leaked, they also sent a total of seven convoys to confuse the public, and each team was heavily protected, and even the captain-level military personnel of no lower status were sent in the name of the vampire elders, which should be foolproof.

However, first, an unrecorded unrecorded cavalry suddenly came out of the battle line, and then the powerful Elder Mendu was also wounded by the other party's regimental commander. These two unexpected events instantly plunged the Chinese army in the realm of the dead into chaos.

No one knows how they came here, and no one knows where they came from, just like a divine army descending from heaven, they suddenly slaughtered the Chinese army, so that the combat troops on the front line of the realm of the dead could not immediately return to help, lest the headquarters be directly attacked by the Yellow Dragon.

On the other hand, although the convoy that was transporting the coffin in the rear was well defended, the seven convoys in the realm of the dead were eventually stopped by a large number of players who were not afraid of death and a small number of high-end professional players.

Although the well-trained combat units of the Undead Realm fought back ferociously, except for the real convoy with the secret protection of the mage, the rest of the convoy was successfully eliminated by a large number of players with a numerical advantage after resisting to the death.

In this way, the corpses of both sides were killed all over the field, the smell of blood wafted and scattered, and the scenes of battle and death were constantly reflected in the sea of trees.

The actual convoy of coffins was supported by mages and new equipment, but after their one-time consumables ran out, they were delayed by the player's suicidal assault that didn't care for their lives.

Hundreds of players, although there are some who give up the mission after seeing the bad thing, but more are people who have killed red eyes in the battle with the realm of the undead and will not retreat.

Merlot is one of them.

The group of them killed from the noon on a sunny day to the afternoon when the rain was pouring, from hundreds to a dozen, and Merlot had long since lost his memory of any hidden tasks or any commissions.

He only knew that he would lose in battle, on the wounds on his face.

In fact, in Anno is a realistic VR game, many people will forget that they are just a player in the thrilling battles, and Merlot is not the only one among them.

At this time, Merlot was in the midst of the ruins created by both friend and foe. And only a war with the participation of mages can create this kind of destruction.

Beneath his feet was not an inch of intact land, filled with the marks of explosions and horses' hooves, and although there was not much blood, death was the only feeling that the land felt.

In front of him was the undead realm's advanced wizard vehicles, bumping through the roads full of charred corpses and shattered steel, and there was only one - and that was because they had to abandon the few that had been destroyed by the players.

Beside him, his companions facing the enemy, were only a dozen or so players whose names he couldn't even name. However, even if he doesn't have a name, the person who can survive this melee, in Melo's opinion, no matter how low his strength is, it is difficult to get down there.

The evening sun set through the cracks in the shade of the trees, the hottest day in Merlot's memory. Perhaps because of the imminent defeat, even though it had been pouring rain from dusk onwards, the sweltering heat on his body could not be dispelled.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Merlot looked up slightly in the direction where the voice came from, it was Marsha, he didn't expect this young man to live until now. You must know that this bodyguard of his, but from the very beginning of the battle, he fought fiercely with the armor of the undead country on the front line, and never appeared again, making him think that the other party had already hung up.

"Have faith?" Merlot didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

Holding a pair of short swords with many holes, Masha wiped the rain from his face, glanced at the owner Merlot, and said with a smile: "No." ”

The answer was expected, but Melo was not disappointed. He looked up ahead, and in the pouring rain, he saw a blur of smoke around the vehicle. In the fog, he could only barely estimate that the vehicle protected by several armor soldiers was already less than twenty meters away from them.

The distance of twenty meters is only a matter of moments for professionals. The problem is that there are at least two or three professionals on the other side, as well as a mage who is closely guarded and of unknown rank.

What this means is that unless they can get rid of the mage, the moment the battle begins, the unlimited mages will teach them with a flood of spells and let them know what pain is.

Ten meters away, the vehicle had stopped, and a dozen or so undead warriors with scars covered in armor stood on both sides of the vehicle, one on the left and one on the right, although they were covered in visor and could not see their expressions, but from their cautious actions, it could be known that they were by no means as calm as they looked.

You know, the NPCs in Anno are not static, they will also carry out missions, they will also aspire to military merits, and they will also improve over time.

Similarly, the player's task is difficult, and the NPC's mission is not much easier.

Where can military merit be lightly obtained? And everyone knows that most of the troops that the Orthocrucial Sect dares to send to rob the coffin are not weak, not to mention that in the battle just now, although the Undead Realm won, it was also a tragic victory, and there was very little living force left behind, and the troops in the temporary stronghold in the rear also died cleanly, and there was no room for them to deal with it calmly.

Finally, the mage, who had been hiding his position, stepped out of the wizard car without any haste. With a strange clown mask on its face, the mage touched the rain dripping above, and the next moment, its other hand in its sleeve seemed to make several movements in an instant, and its mouth squirmed silently, and then the rain was separated by an invisible air current, and it could no longer touch its body.

A series of silent and swift movements made its dangerous Cheng dù surpass the rest of the lieutenant-level sergeants in Merlot's eyes in an instant.

Melo and Marsha, who were in the distance, did not speak, the two looked at each other silently, and then clenched the weapons in their hands, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed, and they devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the upcoming battle.

Who wouldn't want to try their childhood dream and become the big hero of that movie?

Who doesn't want to ride a horse and swing a sword to slash a strong enemy under a horse!

The rain was pouring down, and the sound of heavy footsteps on both sides spread all over the trail.

The mud splashed everywhere, and the silent killing intent accompanied the charge, firmly filling everyone's hearts.

The heavy rain sprinkled the muddy path, making it even more dull and stern for the silent rushing people.

Soon, with a bang, the weapons of both sides collided without any tricks, strings of sparks flickered in the rain, and both sides snorted at the same time, but neither of them took a step back.

Just as the weapons were striking again, suddenly, a scream of panic rang out from the side of the vehicle.

Merlot ignored the danger of distraction, raised his eyes, and suddenly saw the mage covered with a clown mask holding the wound on his arm screaming, and the next moment, he was provoked by a familiar inky black halberd, and the air flow shield seemed to have never existed, and the mage in the air was instantly smashed down from mid-air by the heavy halberd.

Even people with halberds fell into the mud washed by the rain, and the sky was full of mud and raindrops that had been blown up.

And with this muddy raindrops, there was a heavy crashing sound, and a continuous crisp sound of bones breaking.

Along with the screams and screams, the three slowly echoed in the sea of trees almost at the same time.