A thousand armies of cloud-piercing arrows came to meet each other.

"Where are you messing around?"

"I'm following Brother Lang."

"The Barov Alliance, Soul Street Drifter?"

"The alliance is a fart, and my tribe is not convinced."

Azeroth had been beaming with joy and joy the day before, and the feast was only halfway through, and as soon as the honor was opened, the tribe lifted the table.

The Horde steals knives and wants to dominate Azeroth and become the Barov server messenger.

The alliance naturally does not do it, and the two sides look at each other unpleasantly, and they start to do it if they don't agree with each other.

In less than a day, Azeroth is even more chaotic than Causeway.

As the leader of the Barov Alliance, Jing Lang must stand up, punch Orgrimmar, kick Thunder Cliff, and lie on the queen with a roar, Barov is not in chaos, Brother Lang and I have the final say.

"All of you go to YY, gather at the Silver Guard first, and don't go to Blackstone Mountain alone."

Jing Lang organized in the guild, and formed three regiments in less than half an hour.

Three regiments are enough, too many regiments can easily lead to some people being kicked out of the plane, which is not conducive to fighting.

"Brother Lang, this is the plane of the tribe."

Spy, thief, you are too beautiful to bring back news from Blackstone Mountain: "There are many tribes, at least a few regiments. ”

What Jing Lang wants is the plane where the tribe is located, and he must defeat the tribe head-on in order to boost morale.

Of course, the most important thing is to play excitingly, so that the family members in the live broadcast room can be satisfied, and it is really boring to crush it unilaterally.

"It's the big tribe that drives them out of Blackstone Mountain."

Jing Lang took the griffin and flew to the Seyin Sentry Post: "Everyone is on YY, under the unified command of YY, and the commanders of the other two regiments will report the situation of your regiment at any time." ”

The leaders of the other two regiments, one is Laifa and the other is Lingjing, and the two were put on the red horse by Jing Lang, and they are already high-level guilds.

Coming to France: "Our regiment is flying at the silver sentry. ”

Rhombogram: "+1." ”

Jing Lang: "The warlock who was the first to go to the Seyin outpost pulled the people who were farther away, and the thieves sneaked around to find out about the situation of the tribe. ”

Not only are there tribes in Blackstone Mountain, but there are also many tribes in the Scorching Canyon, and the road from the Seyin Outpost to the Scorching Canyon has become a natural battlefield.

Blackstone Mountain has become a meat grinder in the Shura field, and the alliance that wants to fight this can only rush in desperately in order to enter the capital, and if it fights the alliance group of the molten heart, it will fight with the tribe.

Azeroth is now too dangerous, and Blackstone Mountain's airlines are flying to a bug point that players can't reach, i.e., the platform above the lava jump.

The Hammer of Doom's plane flew to the top of the pillar above the middle arena.

The plane at Stratholme's back door also drove over the top of a hill that the player couldn't reach.

It can be said that the whole game is fighting, and fighting becomes the main theme.

"I don't like to fight, play a fart pvp suit."

This is the hottest phrase of the world channel today.

Jing Lang came to the Seyin Outpost, and there were already warlocks who had arrived in advance pulling people: "Except for the profession that can sneak, others are forbidden to leave the Seyin Outpost alone, and when everyone arrives, brush all the buffs." ”

Jing Lang did not go to pull people, but was eating and drinking: "The master consciously did a good job of eating and drinking, and distributed it." ”

The whole regiment moved, and everyone had a clear division of labor, so as to make adequate preparations for the next big battle.

After about ten minutes, all the men of the three regiments gathered at the Seyin outpost.

"That's a lot of people."

"What a card."

"Haha, I can finally be passionate, I play this book every day, I want to vomit when I fight, it's still fun to kill the tribe."

Now the map has not reached the upper limit, and no one has been kicked out of the plane for the time being, but with the server level of the pig farm, it is estimated that when all the people gather in Blackstone Mountain and strangle with the tribe, someone will definitely be kicked to other planes.

Jing Lang saw many alliance players flying to the Seyin Sentry Post, there were lone wolves, a team of 5 people, and a team that went to fight the Heart of Molten Fire: "The alliance that goes to Blackstone Mountain is definitely not only us, the tribe will definitely continue to be mastered, if any regiment is kicked out of the plane, then fight in that plane and occupy Blackstone Mountain." ”

Generally, when kicking out of the plane, the entire regiment is forcibly switched together, and as long as the team is still there, it can fight.

Lai Fa said: "Brother Lang, don't worry, I'm good at pvp, I've really been kicked out of the plane, and the plane that I cut over will definitely be ours." ”

In order to fight, Lingjing washed into a punishment ride again, and the orange hammer in his hand was majestic: "The treatment will add blood to me in the back, and I will hammer a tribe." ”

The Jinglang Guild now doesn't just have one orange hammer, but two.

The second one is from the Trumpet Golden Regiment, in the hands of the warrior Trumpet "Snow Guest" of the Rainman.

For the sake of the wind sword, the guest in the rain trained 5 fighters, and the orange hammer belonged to the revenge consumption that never bought the wind face.

The hard work paid off to the rich man, and after he made an orange hammer on his trumpet, he bought the first face.

is still the left face, the second left face of Jing Lang's regiment on Thursday, and now there are two fighters in the regiment who lack the right face, I believe that as soon as the right face comes out, it will definitely be competed by the two to a sky-high price.

"Brother Lang, there are about a dozen people in the tribe wandering around in the wild of the Scorching Canyon, and when they see an alliance with fewer people than them, they will attack."

"Brother Lang, the tribe knows that you are going to bring someone to kill them, and they have assembled at the entrance of the Black Stone Mountain, and the high place on the top of the mountain on the left is their mages and healing."

"Brother Lang, the tribe has blocked the entrance to the Black Stone Mountain, and there are at least one or two hundred people."

The thieves who went out to inquire about the news passed back the news of the tribe one after another.

Jing Lang is on the live broadcast, it is impossible to avoid the tribe, and someone in the tribe will definitely track the location of their large group through the live broadcast.

"Phew, the tribe is shameless, and you know the peep screen." Nalan Tiezhu was dismissive.

Big T said contemptuously: "The tribe will PPPPVP, and I will abuse them." ”

Jing Lang cut to the live broadcast room: "I'll set the live broadcast delay." ”

In order to prevent being peeped at by the tribe and causing his own side to suffer, Jing Lang set a delay function for the live broadcast, with a delay of about 5 minutes.

"Brother Lang, come on, kill the tribe, I'll give you a gift."

"I'm Hahoran's alliance, what kind of garbage is the tribe, I have the ability to come to Hahoran to fight, see if I don't torture the tribe."

"Garbage Alliance, labor and management are in Parkevich, do you dare to come to work for labor?"

Through the screen, you can smell the strong smell of gunpowder.

The alliance and tribal players in Jinglang's live broadcast room have been arguing for a day, and the barrage is no less popular than the two sides using text to conduct a text PVP battle.

Blizzard Cow, stagger the honor points and the opening time of the battlefield, and let the game melody immediately change from PVE to PVP.

Yesterday, today, the game is two very different worlds.

Yesterday the Alliance and the Horde could work together on a mission, but today the Alliance and the Horde are like the enemy of the other party's father, and they want to destroy each other's entire family.

"All of them."

Jing Lang summoned the mount: "Mounts collectively." ”

Jing Lang marked himself with a flatbread, a moon on Laifa, and a star on the diamond mirror.

"On the way to the meeting, anyone is forbidden to dismount and entangle with the tribe, the tribe in the wild is just a few cats and dogs, don't be harassed by them, only taking the Black Rock Mountain is victory."

"The tribe now occupies a favorable terrain, everyone should not rush without brains, and must listen to the command."

Jing Lang boosted morale and chatted privately with Laifa: "Come to Fa, we will fight later, if there is a stalemate, you take your regiment to the burning plain and explode the tribe's chrysanthemums from behind." ”

Laifa: "Understand, the inside should be combined with the outside, and the tribe will be destroyed." ”

The tribe is waiting for the Black Rock Mountain, occupying the favorable terrain, it is not so easy to break through head-on, and if you want to take the Black Stone Mountain, you must have some tactics.

Jing Lang is ready to fight the tribe head-on first, attracting all the tribes to the entrance and exit of Blackstone Mountain, so as to prevent them from guarding the passage of Blackstone Mountain. Wait until all the tribes come out to fight, and the group quietly leaves to the Burning Plains, entering through the entrance of the Burning Plains, and the chrysanthemums of the tribe.

"All of them."

Jing Lang took the lead in the charge and left the Seyin sentry: "Let's go, target Black Stone Mountain." ”

"For the Alliance!"

I don't know who roared, which drove everyone's emotions: "For the sake of the alliance, kill the tribe!" ”

The whole group was full of blood and passion.