"Blanch! What is that, and why is it so bright? ”

The sudden light of the Smuggler's Woodland caused a commotion among the nervous little players.

The lights and flames were anything but different, more akin to the harsh arcs of light when the large searchlight was turned on, enveloping an entire area and making it appear darker and darker.

But Murphy can clearly see more.

He was a psionic user of his size, and Miss Femis's Codex had something similar.

"Solar psionics! The most effective way to deal with dark creatures, and one of the most mysterious and rare psionic powers, it seems that the eldest lady has hit a hard stubble. ”

Murphy whispered, and the other players rejoiced when they realized that their insidious strategy had succeeded, acting like fishermen who had seen sandpiper and clam fighting, and now they were just waiting for the two sides to rush up and pick up a leak and everything would be OK.

However, the joy did not last long, and only a few minutes later, Murphy's keen perception in the dark night caught the movement that was not there.

"Shh

He quieted the players and put his hand on the ground to infiltrate the psionic energy, and soon the sound of horses' hooves was heard clearly.

"Someone is coming, approaching quickly, arriving in about five minutes, ready to block!"

With a wave of Murphy's hand, the little players immediately returned to their rightful positions, and the vampire gestured to Maxim before turning back and disappearing into the night.

The white-haired servant took a deep breath and pulled down his mask, walking quickly to the side of the player in the ambush circle.

He knows his duty.

He must play "Murphy" in exchange for safety and opportunity for his master.

He has no complaints, and Murphy himself is hiding in the darkness of the night everywhere at this time, and as the strongest force in the small player group, he must be patient until the most critical moment before playing.

Twenty cuirassiers of the Plantagenet Kingdom soon appeared on the deserted path of the smuggler's woodland, they did not wear full body armor, maintained a lighter and more agile posture, one man and one horse pistol in hand, vigilantly opening the way.

In the rear was a heavy black carriage pulled by two horses, accompanied by infantry guards armed with guns in front of and behind the carriage.

Seeing that they were quickly approaching the ambush circle, and the sniper scars on the branches were also lying there and began to aim, the psionics under the command of the eldest lady had camouflaged this place, which was enough to ensure that ordinary people could not detect their existence.

But just as the cavalry was about to reach the area of the horse pit, a voice suddenly sounded in the carriage:

"There's an ambush ahead! Idiot! Stop it! ”

"Bang"

Seeing that the well-trained cavalry was already slowing down, Yang Scar was anxious, but she did not fire rashly, but immediately turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger.

The projectile did not hit anyone, but bit the butt of the pack horse pulling the carriage.

The pain caused by the splashing of blood caused the pack horse to immediately scream and rush forward, and the driver could not control the horse that suddenly went crazy, and could only watch as the carriage crashed into the cavalry and hit the dark road in front of him.

The poor pack horse stepped into the trap and fell into it, and the man fell on his back, and was pierced by the vicious wooden stakes, and the heavy four-wheeled carriage was also violently jolted, and unfortunately the earth was crushed, and in the dull explosion the whole thing flipped on its side.

Not only did they spill the boxes inside, but they also crushed several of the infantry guarding under the wagon, and they died tragically.

"It's done! Fast! Fire! ”

The heart has already been raised to the throat of the board happy stick, and when he saw the yang mark, he jumped excitedly.

He didn't wait any longer, and roared with all his might, and the buddies in the trenches and the six brothers in the dormitory in the foxhole immediately poked their heads out and shot out the bullets and crossbow arrows in their hands.

This kind of accuracy is almost a blind shot, and the difference is outrageous!

But fortunately, there were enough of them, and a salvo of a dozen people knocked over several cavalrymen.

On the carriage parked on the flank of the ambush circle, the two old fellows of the mud truck and the forklift man smiled and activated the heavy automatic hunting crossbow, and began to burst out briskly while the cavalry was scattering in front of them.

The deterrent power of this old-fashioned weapon is amazing.

Flying crossbow arrows swept across the convoy like a storm, sending the flesh and blood of the horses that had nowhere to hide, leaving the well-trained cavalry to hide beside the overturned wagons as cover.

Everything was executed according to the tactics of the happy stick, so that the commander's heart was finally put back in his stomach.

He emptied the lead bullet in his hand, picked up the spear in his hand, jumped out of the trench with a thud, and shouted in the echo of the covering shot of the hunting crossbow:

"All bayonets! Brothers, rush with me! ”

"What the hell are bayonets, are you sober?"

Brother Woo Meow also copied a halberd and jumped out, he complained while charging with the happy stick that was already a little top, and at the same time said to the succubus Lao Qu and Brother Heisi beside him:

"It's almost like nothing without the Charger."

"yes, not enough of that."

"Next time! Find a brother who can blow to be the trumpeter! ”

A group of men rushed along the foxhole to the collapsed carriage in an adrenaline-pumping charge, and the six brothers in the dormitory in the foxhole saw that the men were so brave, and thought that although they were young, they couldn't do errands, so they simply picked up the guys and joined in.

"Quick! Niu Niu, the meat shield goes first! ”

Ah Ru, who was holding the double knives, roared, and Niu Niu, who had already been prepared, picked up the war knife and a blood-colored subordinate shield that his NPC had given him before, and jumped out with a snort in leather armor.

This long-legged and long-handed, tall athlete was really fast, and the last to come first actually surpassed the happy bar that was roaring and charging on the board, and was the first to enter the enemy line.

He was also wearing a scarlet midnight cape, which made him the most beautiful boy in the crowd in an instant.

The dismounted cavalry, who were overwhelmed by the storm of hunting crossbows, saw a group of people coming from the flanks and immediately stepped forward to fight, they were all veterans of the pioneer legion of the Plantagenet Kingdom, and they were not afraid of hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

However, as soon as these cavalry brothers rushed out of the bunker, they were taken away by the sniper Yang Zhen who was waiting for the rabbit, and Niu Niu, who happened to rush at this time, was startled when he saw the enemy's head exploding in front of his eyes.

But that's all the atmosphere, right?

He simply closed his eyes and shouted and swung his sword indiscriminately, relying on his height advantage to knock the second cavalryman to the ground with a slam blow from his shield.

The unlucky guy still wanted to get up, but then he was rushed out of the oblique stab, and the happy stick stabbed through the chest with a standard assassination roar, killing two in a row, which shocked the players behind for a while.

Driven by the rapid advance of Brother Woo Meow and others, they relied on the advantage of not being afraid of death to rush and beat violently, and relied on resolute white-knuckle combat to drive the recalcitrant cavalry out of the bunker.

The cunning Pigeon and Aru also picked up the cavalry's dropped pistols from the ground and fired indiscriminately to create confusion, pushing them deeper into the ambush circle into the denial trenches.

With the depth of that big pit, these ordinary soldiers don't even think of climbing up in a short time as long as they fall!

"Win!"

Murphy, who was hiding in the dark, was relieved to see that his young players were so good at fighting, thinking that the tactics were really different, and it was much more efficient than a swarm of swarms.

This wave is more than sixteen dozen and twenty, and the martial arts are already full of explosives.

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the overturned carriage and pounced on the mud truck and forklift man who were rushing wildly.

Before the two middle-aged men who were shooting were in a hurry could react to what was happening, they saw the blood-colored light in front of them cut through the staggered dazzling claw marks, dividing the mud cart and the human armor into three pieces, and bidding farewell to this barbaric and exciting world with a bang.

The forklifters looked stupid next to them.

He subconsciously raised his head, and then his clasped five fingers were caught in his neck and lifted into the air, and the flickering light of the sun spirit energy in the distance behind him allowed him to see the attacker in front of him clearly.

Dressed in a British-style dress with a black high hat, a white shirt and a green vest outlining a well-mannered image, the well-manicured beard and the bloodstone wolf head ring on his fingers indicate that this guy seems to have a lot of status, and he doesn't look like the kind of guy who should step into the battlefield.

But the slender nails extending from the five fingers of his left hand were like wolf claws, and blood was dripping downwards at this time.

"The vultures are good at training dogs."

The man gritted his teeth and said,

"Such an energetic blood servant is rare in this era."

"What is this NPC talking about? I can't understand a single word of my mother's mother! ”

The forkliftman who was choked by the neck struggled and complained frantically in his heart.

Seeing that he was afraid that he would not be able to live, the shovel simply turned to the side of the gall, and in the struggle, he pulled out the short knife on his waist and stabbed at the guy in front of him.

Rightfully unstabbed.

At present, the gap between the strength of the small players who have not turned on the upgrade function and the NPC is still too large, and the forklifter's desperate counterattack did not even wipe the opponent's clothes, and his neck was broken with a click.

The shovel's corpse smashed to the ground and disappeared into a point of light, which made the assailant's eyes widen, and then he realized that something was not right.

These are not the blood servants of the Blood Vulture Clan!

These are summons!

Damn it!

There is also a summoner hiding in the shadows?

Is this another trap?

His heart is not good, although his strength is very strong, he still uses means to activate the family specialty, and with the long wolf howl in the starlight beating, two huge dark white astral wolves appear at his feet.

As he waved his hand, the ferocious beast from the Atlas roared and pounced on the group of young players who were killing the cavalry.

Then a sharp blade stabbed and forced the assailant who had just completed the summoning to retreat, and after parrying the cane stuck in his waist a few times, he drew his knife with his left hand, and picked a cane sword into the palm of his hand and retreated to meet the enemy.

Maxim, who rushed over, stood with his sword in his hand and looked at the guy in front of him vigilantly.

The impaled tall hat slipped from the sky, and the assailant grinned as it swayed to the ground, his eyes glowing green in the night.

He looked up and down at Maxim's luxurious chain mail and weapons, moved his nose, the canine teeth under his lips poked out, and licked his tongue again, and said:

"You're the Vulture dog! A true loyal blood servant, I can even smell your beating heart, your blood must be delicious, right? Submit your name, Commander!

I'll go back and write a debrief. ”

"Maxim Senna Vlad!"

The faithful servant knows what this means.

He also recognized that the perpetrator in front of him was a vampire, but not a vampire of the Vulture Clan, so he responded in a deep voice according to the teachings he had received:

"Jed... No, Murphy's Descendants! ”

"Murphy? I've never heard of this name, and I don't think it's an important person in the Blood Vulture Clan. ”

The assailant snorted, and the sword in his hand swung forward in a unique sword style, and he stared at Maxim like a hungry wolf on food, and said in a subtle voice:

"Chopan Makchi Gangero! The Greyclaw faction of the Wolf Venom Clan, descendant of Korando! ”

Self-declaration of the family is the etiquette of the blood clan.

Ancient traditions have always ensured that the clans receive accurate news of the death of each bloodline, and that the surviving opponents are responsible for relaying it.

The words fell, and the two attacked each other at the same time.

Maxim's swordsmanship is good, but his physical fitness is clearly inferior to that of a real vampire, and he falls to the upper hand after just a few moves.

But Maxim was not afraid at all, and the offensive was even more ferocious, relying on the extremely defensive chain mail on his body to resist, like a wolf cub hunting for the first time and being injured to leave scars on the other side.

His sword was quickly knocked away by Qiao Pan, and in the face of the sword cut by the staff, Maxim did not retreat, but advanced, and fought to break the fit of the hand bones and pounced on Qiao Pan to pull him in place.

Realizing that something was wrong, the Wolf Venom Blood kicked Maxim away, but the restraint of the cold psionic energy that appeared behind him made it too late for him to retreat.

"Poof"

The moment Qiao Pan was pressed in place by the "skilled" level Dark Impact Binding Hand, the blade of the desire race wrapped around the cold psionic energy fell from the height with Murphy, and stabbed Qiao Pan in the back with the impact bonus.

Murphy still had blood left on the corner of his mouth after completing a sneak attack, fresh blood drawn from an unlucky cavalryman, and the activation of blood thirst made him even more fierce and belligerent.

This sneak attack can't kill an elite vampire with a single sword.

Far from enough.

But it's enough to draw the attention of this dangerous guy and give young players more time to deal with the chaos of the battlefield right now.

"Revnoor Murphy Lesenbra, Blood Vulture Clan, Fringe Faction, Despawn of Tracey!"

His voice sounded in Qiao Pan's ears, just as the duel etiquette of the ancient blood clan had been reported to his family just now, but then it was full of sarcastic mockery:

"What kind of ancient bloodline are you wolf venom little deflated three? The etiquette of fighting with my minions just now was wrong, and it seems that no matter how bright your clothes are, they can't hide your pathetic bottom atmosphere.

Follow me! Shameful thugs.

Let the blood of the eternal sin go to heaven, and the Mother of the Night will witness this eternal silence. ”

"Bastard!"

The stabbed wolf poison thug had a hideous face, and the human illusion had been shattered, making him closer to the true alien form of the wolf venom vampire at this time.

It was a hybrid monster like a night bat and a wolf, and it was also the unique power of the wolf venom clan, called "Wild Monster Shape".

Jopan's wolf-like gaze turned to chase Murphy as he danced in the darkness, and then he spread his short wings and glided over with his sword in hand.

One Bloodclan has sent out a duel of eternal silence to another!

No decent vampire with the guts would refuse, let alone a centuries-old feud between the Vulture and the Wolf Venom, and that guy is the summoner of these summons.

Kill him!

This crisis is self-defeating!

So, let's hunt and let's go...