Due to the large number of fighters on the field, there are too many scattered people, and the clothing is not uniform, so it is easy to cut friendly troops.

So Simon commanded his small team to the left of the main force and did not stop until it reached the edge of the flank.

There are no other adventurers further to the left.

There were several adventurers in front of him, five heavy shieldmen, and three wounded warriors.

Ten meters away, there were two archers, a sorcerer.

Their nurse was located farther behind, at a distance of more than 20 meters, and raised her hand to treat whoever had a decrease in blood volume.

"See, their nurses are all standing twenty-five meters behind the pressure line, not only to retreat, but also to provide treatment according to the actual situation on the battlefield." Simon taught the two nurses around him how to see the situation change.

Bai Tang and Luo Yi both sounded seriously, they were just ordinary nurses, and they had never participated in a team battle with more than twenty people, let alone the current battle of hundreds of regiments and thousands of people, and the difficulty of participating in the battle was simply not of an order of magnitude.

But the difficulty in their eyes is nothing in Simon.

"We can't control others, first control the blood volume of the iron tower and the little shark at more than 80%, why 80? Because once someone has too little HP and falls below half, they will encounter a local fire.

"A soldier has more than 1,000 blood, and a heavy shield hand is more than 2,000, once a person is set on fire, he will be killed in seconds, and the nurse can't save it at all.

"Therefore, once the little shark and the iron tower have less than fifty or eighty percent blood, they must be treated first, and don't give the treatment to other teams." Simon said.

The other scattered teams are not familiar with Simon, and if they don't even care about their own team, it is obviously too much of a virgin.

Simon doesn't make such small mistakes.

"In this way, they really want to kill, more than a dozen people open skills, and at the same time gather fire to kill me in seconds, it should be easy." The little shark asked, confused.

The little shark's blood volume did not break two thousand, and even if it supplemented its nutrition and grew its body slightly, its blood volume was only 1,600 points, and its physical defense was 345.

She hadn't thought about it before, but now after Simon mentioned it, she suddenly found that the battle of a thousand people was very dangerous.

It's not 10VS10, it's more than 400 people fighting more than 300 people opposite.

No matter how many people you have, just looking at one person's blood volume and defense, you will definitely not be able to withstand the instantaneous damage of more than a dozen people gathering fire at the same time.

"That's the case, as long as there is consciousness on the other side, there is a big commander to dispatch local commanders, and the unified goal is to set fire and kill people, and people will soon die on the battlefield." Simon did not deny such a possibility.

Rather, it's inevitable.

Quantitatively, Simon's scattered group is definitely superior.

But the Hunting Club is not a business alliance composed of scattered teams, but a professional team that specializes in hunting meat monsters for a living.

In terms of team battle cooperation, it will definitely be much stronger than the scattered people.

Once a huge casualty ratio is played on a certain local battlefield, the hearts of the scattered teams will collapse, and then they will desperately flee backwards.

From another point of view, the rapid attrition of the people of the hunting club will also cause a partial collapse, and the momentum will collapse completely, and they will be defeated and flee backwards.

This is war.

This is no longer a small conflict and friction, the people who go to the battlefield will be under a lot of pressure, their nerves will be very tense, and once the situation is one-sided, they will also flee.

"That's ......"

When the little shark heard this, no matter how hot-headed he was, he suddenly realized that it was not worth it.

It's just for that venison, and I don't have to eat it today.

If you take your own life, or the life of your companions, it's not worth it.

"Why don't you hit Simon." White sugar persuaded.

She has compassion in her heart and doesn't want to see humans kill each other.

There are so many people on the scene, Bai Tang can't persuade those who are hot-blooded, but she can persuade her companions around her.

"Don't worry, so I've pulled everyone to the corners of the flanks, and we've only had a few opponents head-on, and all the damage doesn't add up to the kill line."

By the time Simon was explaining, he had already seen the enemy's heavy shields fighting with our fighters.

-42

-11

-33

The above three damages are the damage caused by the enemy's heavy shield hand hitting our fighters.

-116

-86

-65

The above is the damage of our warriors hitting the enemy's heavy shields, and they are all flat A damage when the skill is not activated.

There is also the damage of the enemy archer pulling the bow to shoot our fighters, which is not very high, and it is also a loss of blood of dozens of points per capita.

If you want to say who has the most damage on the battlefield, it has to be the Warlock.

The vast majority of people are the existence of zero magic resistance, and the magic resistance equipment is not so easy to get, so if the magic injury hits the adventurer's head, it is a proper real damage.

-561！

-612！

The warlock's damage is very exaggerated, almost hundreds of jumps, which makes people's hearts skip a beat.

Fortunately, there were only two enemy warlocks standing opposite Simon, and the other warlocks were assigned to the battlefield on the right.

Our nurses are paying attention to the changes on the battlefield and trying to heal their teammates.

The frequency of Warlock's attacks is not fast, and when you count the time spent chanting spells, as well as the time it takes to wield the staff and the flight of the spell light orb, it is basically two seconds per person.

Even if it is a cast without chanting, it will not be able to cast at zero intervals, and it will be compressed to 0.9 seconds at most.

Warlocks who can press up to the 0.9 second cast range will not stay in an alliance like the Hunting Society.

As for the magic injuries assisted by the magic injuries, it is much lower, with more than 400 magic injuries per capita, and the output frequency is about the same as that of the warlock, which is very good at spell casting.

The nurses have enough time to bring their teammates back, which leads to the amount of blood on the entire front has been decreasing and increasing, adding and subtracting, and infinitely circulating.

When everyone looks at the changes in the amount of blood on the scene, it is indeed as Simon said, so there is no need to worry too much.

This is the flank end of the thousand-man battlefield, there are not many people, and the fire damage is less than two thousand killing lines.

"Go to the far left of the tower, hit the heavy shield on the top, little shark, you bypass the tower and hit the warrior who is responsible for filling the position, be careful not to be happy to hit the method first, wait for my order, hit her unexpectedly." Simon commanded.

The tower immediately climbed up and collided with another heavy shieldman.

Heavy shields hit heavy shields, big eyes stared at each other, shields slammed into each other, and zero values emerged one after another, not breaking the defense at all.

On the side of the hunting party, Bella, the warrior who was filling in the back saw this, and prepared to come over and switch places with the heavy shield bearer, and she would fight the tower.

As a result, the little shark came around from the flank and fought with the fighters who were filling in the position.

The two sides went back and forth, and the little shark focused on dodging the spell light ball thrown by the opposite warlock, and shifted his position, so he was hit by a sword by the opposite warrior, and 205 blood fell on his head.

The little shark also stabbed the enemy's body with a backhand sword, inflicting 118 physical wounds.

One is in the early 2th and the other is in the early 1.

The base of the baby shark was horribly injured.

Bella, the little warrior in charge of filling the position, laughed and mocked:

"A scattered person is a scattered person, any soldier is garbage, a hundred injuries hit me on the head, grandma saw this injury, she didn't bother to treat me!"

The little shark's mouth was open, revealing shark-like serrations, wearing half an eye patch, and looking at each other with his left eye: "Yes, I'm so scared, do you want me to have a hand?" ”

'Humph! Wait a minute, the 652-point magic injury depends on what you block! ’

Ordinary warriors generally have no magic resistance, and her magic injuries hit the enemy is real damage!