This made the wild boar's situation at this time quite embarrassing, and he came directly with the Warcraft Legion at this time as his head was hot, but at this time, he didn't have a chance to attack it......

Lin Yutian can only use these players to vent his anger, if killing players can make the NPCs in the city panic, then let the blood flow all over the moat and force them to hand over their men! I have to say that Lin Yutian is still too simple in judging the relationship between people.

Wild boars are killing unscrupulously in the player group, and more than a dozen low-level Warcraft lords are rushing back and forth under the leadership of the violent bear, and the player battle array gathered with the blood in their chests can no longer support it, and the unilateral slaughter makes the players continue to die and live.

Equipment is reported to the ground, and copper coins are scattered everywhere, but most of these are not bursting from monsters, but from the player's corpse.

Lin Yutian was also a lot taller in the crowd at this time, and the target was quite conspicuous. Compared to the first time he faced the siege of the player, the thin and flexible body was constantly blocked, and now the wild boar rampage does not have to worry about anyone daring to block his way.

Thinking about the ups and downs and panic at that time, Lin Yutian felt more satisfied and happy in his heart for some reason, white light continued to shine around his body, and the players around him were scolding weakly, the siege of a group of people did not leave any scars on the wild boar, but it made the wild boar more and more brave.

Lin Yutian really wanted to summon the body of the mad demon and directly destroy the city wall beside him and these players in front of him. But reason restrained this impulse, and the boar clearly understood that if he misused this skill, he would not only attract more and more powerful enemies. There is no other benefit in exposing one's identity to the camp of light.

Until then. The Bright Dragon may turn back again, carrying the dragon knight who once made Lin Yutian fearful. You don't even need a dragon knight to come. A few more griffons and griffon knights would be enough for the boar to survive at this time.

"Go back first, or the army in the city will come out, and you may be in danger." Prancy indifferently persuaded, "It's not a wise move to let the power in your hands be wasted here. ”

Lin Yutian continued to rush and kill, and the wild boar, who had just killed vigorously at this time, once again ignored Prancy's suggestion. The old magician sighed, and his body burrowed back into the palm of the tentacle. Since Lin Yutian was a little impatient, he could only let him release this emotion in order to calm his mood.

Sarum, Rakshasa, Lin Yutian stopped and called, can you hear my voice?

There was no response, and the wild boar continued to rush and kill, and the screams of the surrounding players continued to be transmitted.

In the dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion, Rakshasa suddenly sat up from the bed and turned his head to look at Sarum. The latter was napping uncomfortably under the gaze of the ten elves. Apparently did not hear the call of the master.

"Just know how to sleep!" Rakshasa cursed in a low voice, drawing the attention of the two elven guards, and continued to lie down and rest. She had just heard the call of the boar, though only faintly and unobtrusively. It was like a whisper in a dream, but it still caught her.

This not only shows that the Rakshasa is more sensitive, but also proves that the barrier around the City Lord's Mansion is not dense and unventilated......

"The hosts. We're safe here......" Rakshasa said in his heart, trying to convey his thoughts to the Rakshasa. But it was also like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response.

The fighting outside the city intensified. Players regard this as a kind of counterattack and provocation from monsters, and they have fought bloody battles. The player's 'Passive Skill: Calling Friends' was activated, and more and more guilds and teams were involved in the encirclement and suppression of Warcraft. However, the word encirclement and suppression is a little inappropriate, and it should be more appropriate to change it to attack fortifications.

Compared with the bloody picture outside the city, the city lord's mansion singing and dancing is a little ironic, the elf prince received the envoys from the God of War Alliance, although the atmosphere in the hall is not very good and the process is not smooth, but under the guidance of the two old foxes, there is no conflict.

Finally, the elder of the fox clan asked the purpose of this trip: "Prince Fengluo, Lord of Feilin City, we came this time because we heard that the magician Sarum, who had accompanied my Prince Nuoyan to your court, appeared here, and he had three or two life-saving graces to Prince Nuoyan, so we came to pick him up and return to China to receive a reward." I don't know if His Royal Highness the Prince and the Lord of the City know the traces of Sarum? ”

"This," the city lord of Feilin spoke directly, snatching the words of Prince Fengluo who was about to speak, although this was a little disrespectful, but the city lord of Feilin was really afraid that the prince nodded and said: "It is in my hands." "Sarum? The name sounded familiar, but his whereabouts were unknown. ”

Feng Luo suddenly sneered: "If it was in my hands, he wouldn't be able to survive tonight." ”

"Your Highness, what do you mean by this?" The Fox Clan Elder finally couldn't help but ask, "Under the mediation of Prince Nuoyan who is not afraid of hardships, our two countries have achieved the hard-won peace, does Your Highness regard war as child's play and want to start another war?" ”

"Oh, can you represent the God of War Alliance?" Feng Luo leaned forward, as if looking down at the orc elder. The elder of the fox clan was not afraid, his waist was straight, and he asked rhetorically:

"Can Your Highness represent the position of the elves?"

"Bold! Don't you think it's a very rude behavior to talk to Prince Feng Luo like this?" The city lord of Feilin snorted, at this time, he could not continue to be a peacemaker, he had to stand firm. "His Royal Highness Feng Luo is the prince of my elven clan, so he can naturally represent the elven clan!"

"I'm afraid it's not like," the fox clan elder smiled and stroked his goatee, "If His Royal Highness the Prince can represent the Elven Empire, then I'm afraid the war will not stop at this time." Your Highness Feng Luo, if Sarum and the elf who accompanied him are in your hands, I hope that Your Highness will let them go and not cause unnecessary misunderstandings. ”

"Come on," Feng Luo suddenly leaned back in his chair and smiled a little lazily, "bring those two guys up." ”

The City Lord of Fei Lin was taken aback, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of His Highness Feng Luo, but the elder of the fox clan changed his face, because he read it in Feng Luo's eyes...... Murderous.

Hmph –

The roar of the boar reached the city through the city walls, making the elves and civilians of other races in the city a little uneasy, but the wall in front of them gave them great confidence, and they did not worry about the tragedy of falling.

The boar is bleeding from these players, and of course it is these players from Fringmore who are bleeding. Lin Yutian used his defense to mock the attacks of the group of players around him, even if the players had a fixed skill to remove blood, the hit rate was really bad.

No matter which profession it is, in the face of the attack of the wild boar, it is like cutting a cake, and the situation of instant killing occurs from time to time, although Lin Yutian is not good at attacking.

Among the monsters, the most beautiful is the sometimes invisible blood elf thief who appeared at that time, especially the blood elf leader who was locked by many players but could not touch the slightest corner of her clothes, she was like a blood-colored butterfly interspersed in the battlefield, and the dagger in her hand continued to harvest the lives of these players.

If it was just a legendary-level wild boar, then the surrounding players might be able to hold on for a little longer, after all, even if Lin Yutian was strong, he didn't have the ultimate move of full-screen destruction. But with 20,000 ordinary Warcraft and a group of lords of all levels behind the wild boar, players feel that their tenacious spirit is crumbling little by little.

"Let's go! These guys can't fight at all! ”

"Let them take the city! Let them siege the city! Lure them to the NPCs defending the city and let the NPCs kill these monsters in seconds! ”

The wild boar couldn't help but have black lines on his head, and when he really didn't understand human words, he told the rough and sinister tactics in front of him. With a low roar, the group of demonic beasts looked up at the city wall on one side at the same time, and the idea that the wild boar had just conveyed was simple and complex: don't get close to the city wall and kill all these sons of gods.

The feast of killing continues.

"Line up! Lined up! "At the gate of the West City, thousands of elven archers walked down from the city wall and gathered in the camp at the base of the wall.

The elven archers looked at the two captains with their unique cold gaze, and the city lord said to send two teams of people out to expel these monsters, and for the sake of safety, the general of the camp decisively chose two teams.

"Let's go!" (To be continued......)