"Didn't you take your medicine?"

Zhao Hao rode on the back of the unicorn beast, and a large group of phantom shooters stood a hundred meters behind him, stopping in front of these hundreds of foreign players.

Even if your own troops are small, there are thousands of them, why don't players dare to provoke them with this amount of the opponent, right? .

No wonder there are few foreigners, but there are too many people who die.

"You'd better hand over the convoy to us!"

"If you don't want to die, get out!"

"If you kneel... (Western foul language)"

…

In the face of the taunts, these hundreds of foreign players were furious.

In this regard, Zhao Hao just waved his right hand downward, signaling the phantom shooter behind him to fire.

Whizzing!

Arrows roared through the atmosphere, shooting through the bodies of these players with ease.

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Dense triple digit damage jumps out.

These players thought they were out of range and had no defenses at all, and some even had shields with them, but they were shot down before they could take them out.

"Ahh

"Get out of the way!"

"Treat me!"

…

In the face of the terrible damage of the Phantom Shooter, these foreign players couldn't withstand it at all.

After all, it starts with a few hundred damages, and even the meat shield can't withstand many attacks, let alone non-meat shield players.

In a round of arrow rain, nearly 100 players fell, and many of the remaining players also plummeted.

Terrible!

Archer class players are no strangers to it.

Whether it is the third-order archer and fourth-order marksman of the castle camp, the wood elves and great elves of the fortress camp.

But I have never encountered a bow and arrow class with such an exaggerated attack power.

It's just not human!

No, it seems that the Phantom Archer is not a human in the first place, but an elf, right?

The archers are not slow to shoot, and before the players can disperse and return fire, the second round of shooting is already here.

Poof, poof!

The sound of dense flesh piercing sounded, and the number of players who fell this time was hundreds.

Those potions that were drunk were continuously restored, and they couldn't recover much at all in this time, and they were already dissatisfied with their health, and they naturally couldn't withstand it after another round of arrow rain.

"Die!"

A group of players rushed towards Zhao Hao nearby, ready to play a game of catching the thief and capturing the king first.

But!

Zhao Hao was riding on a unicorn beast.

And the unicorn beast is not a weak chicken without combat power, and it directly bows its head and sweeps.

A golden glow pierced the space.

Tear and pull!

These players were directly cut in two by the spiral horn.

It's so easy to kill.

As a twelfth-order soldier, let alone being led by a hero, even if it doesn't, its combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of players at this stage.

Even if it is a seeded player, it will be difficult to take down the unicorn beast, and it will even be killed by it alone.

If you are an ordinary player, if you don't have two brushes that dare to get close, you will be looking for death.

Therefore, Zhao Hao, who was riding on the back of the unicorn beast, had no intention of making a move, because he knew that it was impossible for these cannon fodder-like guys to force themselves to make a move.

Cannon fodder!

It means that these guys are very lured to come.

In fact, Zhao Hao guessed correctly.

At this time, on the forum, the posts about the transport team led by him were extremely lively, and a large number of stronghold camp guilds were going to eat him.

And the post also made it clear that the convoy was huge, but the escort force was extremely weak.

It can only be said that the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds.

There are so many players in the world of heroes, how can there be fewer fools, so there are many players who are bewitched by the post and are forced to get on it.

has also seen countless similar methods, and Zhao Hao can figure it out immediately.

The battle is all about slaughter!

A large group of Phantom Shooters took only a few rounds of ranged attacks to finish off these hundreds of players.

Although the tuba should maintain a good personality, he did not say that he would not fight back if he was bullied.

Just as the Phantom Shooters were hunting and fleeing players, Zhao Hao looked into the distance, because he knew that there would definitely be observers for this kind of temptation.

Sure enough, the keen five senses brought by the dragonborn race made him faintly feel that somewhere a few kilometers away, as if something was staring at him.

On the trees a few kilometers away.

"Ahh

An assassin player who was staring through a telescope was startled and withdrew his hand, only to find that Zhao Hao had turned away when he rubbed his eyes and looked again.

"Did I just read it wrong?"

For the staring at each other just now, he felt that he should be dazzled, and quickly passed the information out.

Ordinary players naturally go straight to it, and they don't need to think about it at all.

But of course, it is impossible for large guilds to do this, but will gather intelligence first, make a plan before acting.

Dozens of kilometers in front of the convoy, an army of players stood silently.

Different from the casual behavior of ordinary players, although the formation of these players is still not neat, they have managed to maintain the formation, and compared to other player guilds, they can definitely be called 'well-trained'.

At the top of the high slope behind the player's phalanx, there is a roaring dragon banner that emits magic fluctuations.

Underneath the banner is an army of stronghold factions.

The fourth-order wolf fighter riding a wolf, the sixth-order half-orc warrior with a throwing axe at his waist, the eighth-order ogre with a wooden stick, the tenth-order thunderbird with his wings converged, and the eleventh-order cyclops holding a boulder, these troops are arranged in a neat five phalanx, surrounding the high slope like an iron bucket.

"President, we're really going to..."

The Warlord approached the heavily armed Elder Raging Dragon.

"Shut up!" , The angry dragon shouted in a low voice to stop the words behind the war king, glanced not far away and said: "There are many people staring at us in this plan, do you want to disobey?" ”

He was also very unhappy about this, but he knew that he had to start this time today.

The Raging Dragon Guild has changed!

In the past, it was just a simple game guild, but as the importance of the hero world continues to increase, there are also different factions within it.

Although the president is still his, the high-level position has also given up a lot for the sake of balance, and it is not a 'game guild' that he can decide.

"Humph!"

The angry dragon looked hatefully at the guy not far away, wearing a spell-casting robe, a guild fashion uniform, and a large number of people around him.

It was the addition of the other party that caused the Angry Dragon Guild to have a two-day situation at this time.

To put it simply.

In the past, many members of the Angry Dragon Guild were retired members of the military, and their quality was naturally not low, so they could firmly occupy the throne of the game circle.

But when the world of heroes appeared, the civil officials discovered this blue ocean market, and naturally wanted a piece of the pie.

So after some operations, he successfully put his hand into the Angry Dragon Guild, after all, the previous policy was not less, and there must be something in return, right? .

In other words, in the current Raging Dragon Guild, it is completely the rhythm of wrestling between the two sides.

The angry dragon represents the military, and the vice president on the other side represents the civilian side.

"And maybe you don't have to go for the storm!"

The angry dragon hinted.

In other words, he was not optimistic that the other party could protect the convoy in the hands of so many guilds, no matter how strong the other party was.

"It's... Why! ”

The War King's tone was a little unwilling.

If it is a head-on challenge, he will naturally not mind making a move, but it is extremely unpleasant to do so, if it is not for the fact that his arms can't twist his thighs, he will definitely let the other party understand what it means to respect the strong.

At this time, the king of war is a little envious of those scattered players, and under the premise that no one knows their identity, they can do whatever they want.

And although he has a very high status in the guild, his identity is controlled in reality.

Check the water meter warning!

I really dare to offend the civil officials, and put on small shoes for him every minute.

So their consensus is to find an excuse to clear the other party out of the other party with nothing to say, and the other party's favor can only be used once, and they are not without backers.

Of course, this method also works for the other side, and people can also kick them out if they find an excuse to have nothing to say.

So if the two don't want to participate in this plan, they can only be there.

And around this huge basin, there are many forces that plan to do the same as them, so it can only be said that everyone depends on the means.

The other side!

Zhao Hao raised his head and looked at the basin ahead.

"Your Excellency, why don't we take a detour?"

Ellie made a proposal.

The road is not only the previous one, and it is not impossible to detour if there is a period.

"It's useless, we can't match each other's speed, not to mention that it will take a few more days to detour, the risk is too great!"

Zhao Hao shook his head slightly.

"So...!"

Ellie's eyes shrunk, and her eyes were a little cold and piercing.

Memphila and Freya's faces also changed, and they both knew what Ellie was trying to say next.

"Keep going!"

Without answering, Zhao Hao expressed his attitude with an order.

Large dark clouds drifted over the convoy, dimming the surrounding light, like the oppression before a storm.

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