Tragic battle
Half an hour later.
On the breeze grassland, the old man and the hegemon combined together, and more than 70,000 players marched on the grassland.
There are countless visiting players on both sides of the unit.
"Why is Lu Yang so slow?" The old man frowned.
"Not waiting for him, it is estimated that he can only come to about 5,000 people, we attacked ahead of time." Xiongba said.
"Boss, fight, there are so many brothers, they rushed together and won." Yin Dao said.
Crow gritted her teeth and said, "Wait, the whole team has accelerated."
The original 70,000 troops on foot ran up, the hunters opened the aura, and the heads of the regiments unifiedly accelerated the scrolls.
Half an hour later, Lu Yang took his troops to Qingfeng Prairie, and at this time, the hegemony and twilight had led the team to the front of Huayu Fortress.
"Black blood, I give you two choices, either you get out of the fortress to compensate me for this loss, or you can't get a foothold in this game." The old man in the twilight pointed angrily at 10 yards away with 10 Ten thousand people face the black blood.
"Late twilight, did you come out on the first day to confuse me? I took your fortress and I was not afraid of revenge. I will be able to win it." Hei Xue said with a sneer.
The old man in twilight was furious and pulled out his two-handed sword and shouted, "The whole army attacked, grab the fortress."
More than 50,000 players rushed towards the black blood collective on the plain, and the scene was spectacular.
Black Blood looked at the old man who took the lead, and raised his right hand, shouting, "Today is the moment when our Necromancer Black Sword became famous, brothers, kill."
The eight chairmen who had already waited in no hurry, each took 8,000 players to launch a chargeback, and the two sides instantly fought together.
Players who are also at level 20 are also in silver-level suits. With the same professional mix and skill level, both parties rely on courage and numbers.
"Lord of Hellfire, let it go." Old Man Twilight issued an order.
The eight warlocks behind him raised their right hands at the same time and rose to a height of 50 yards. Hellfire fell from the sky and struck the team of the black sword of the undead. The black sword of the undead was in chaos.
"Chong." The old man saw a gap and directed the army to attack with the Lord of Hellfire as a breakthrough.
"Sacrifice and sacrifice, give me control of these 8 hellfire lords." Hei Xue shouted.
Eight punishment sacrifice also came to the location 50 yards from the lord of hellfire, read the spell in their mouths, eight rays of light were released from the sacrifice, and hit eight lords of hellfire in the distance.
The Lord of Hellfire was entangled in the chains of the Holy Light, roaring and trying to break free but stuck in place.
"What kind of skill is this?" Old Man asked, surprised.
Black Blood laughed wildly: "This is the dreary chain of the transferred priest. Late, if you stop here, your guild will undoubtedly lose today."
The old man in the twilight gritted his teeth and shouted, "Rose Rain, is there any way to stop the priests?"
"The distance is not enough. At least 15 yards must be moved forward to release the spell." Luo Siyu said.
"Silver wolf, take your studio forward 15 yards." The old man in the twilight shouted.
"Yes."
Silver Wolf rushed into the battlefield with 2 centurions (transferred fighters) and more than 200 men.
"Dreadnought Titan and a sword swept the sky, the two presidents please shoot." Black Blood exclaimed.
"Good grin." Fearless Titan lifted the sledgehammer, and roared towards his silver wolf with a roar.
A sword swept across the sky, and he jumped up and struck another centurion. Both sides were heavy shields and spears. In the narrow terrain with the blood of the priest and the surrounding people, no one could do more. .
Xiongba was on the sidelines, preparing to find an opportunity to attack, just as he was about to launch an attack.
Not far from the ancient tree forest, the three men, Can Yue, Han Jiangxue, and West Wind without drunk, stood up and shouted, "Blood-thirsty, kill."
With the acceleration scroll turned on, 30,000 bloodthirsty soldiers rushed into the wings of the tyrant army instantly.
Bloodthirsty Batian stood on a high slope, watching the sunken male team that was hit instantly, and said with satisfaction: "All of them killed me, one is not left."
Xiong Ba and Chi Du did not expect that Bloodthirsty Domineering would appear here, and Xiongba could not help him, and hurriedly led his team to defend against Bloodthirsty Domineering.
"The whole army attacked the Bloodlust Alliance, and killed with me." The tyrant was outraged, and led the team towards the waning moon.
Qu inadvertently followed him on the side, and on the other side was the third vice president of the hegemon, Fantasy Front. All three were second-turn fighters. They were inserted into the bloodthirsty team in the form of Feng Ya, and the soldiers behind him were players. Rush into the battlefield.
Can Yueyue, Han Jiangxue, and Xifeng Wuzui looked at each other and killed together towards the hegemony. The three were also second-turn soldiers and were not afraid of the hegemony's might.
The bully saw that Yue Yue rushed to take the initiative to attack him. In his personal technique, the bully stably defeated the Yue Yue. However, in the battle of the large army, the bully was surrounded by enemies and was at an absolute disadvantage.
After a few rounds, the bully found that the treatment behind him could not keep up with the blood, but he retired with the team and the bully side became passive again.
Can Yueyue and Han Jiangxue fought more and more bravely, and the dominant hegemony formation was unstable, as if there were signs that they might be penetrated at any time.
The main reason for this is that the bloodthirsty league has just killed a large number of healing professions in a sneak attack and has made the bully passive.
"Brothers, hold on. We must not allow the formation to be penetrated. The back of the Zijin Dynasty is behind us. We must not allow the back of the brother to face the enemy's spear." Xiongba shouted loudly.
Most of the male players who follow the hegemony are tough guys. None of them escaped when they knew they would die, and they steadily resisted the bloodthirsty offensive.
The only thing that Xiongba prays for now is that Lu Yang's team can quickly reach the battlefield, even if there are only 5,000 people, it can greatly relieve his pressure.
The tragic old man is most worried about his 8 hellfire lords.
The number of his troops is 50,000, which is 10,000 less than the Necronic Black Sword. Although the level is higher than that of the Necronic Black Sword, at this level, there is no advantage. Instead, it is defeated by the opponent's comprehensive attack Signs.
Unless Silver Wolf can advance 15 yards, so that Luo Siyu's fire method team can drop the punishment priest, but these 15 yards are like heaven, Luo Siyu let the fire method team set fire to kill fearless Titan and one sword across the sky. But the Paladins around them opened their magic anti-halo and used their bodies to resist.
Similarly, the mage group on the side of the black sword of the undead is also trying to kill the silver wolf. Most of the players in his studio were killed in the process of protecting him.
Just when the old man was anxious to kill the priest, and the black blood sneered, a stream of light swept across the sky.
A punishment priest who was responsible for controlling the Lord of Hellfire suddenly felt a loss of energy in his body, looked down, and found it unbelievable that he had a long black arrow in his chest.
"Hello ~!"
The hellfire lord who was out of control roared and rushed forward.
"What's going on, who shoots the arrow?" Black Blood said in horror.
Late twilight is also surprised, looking back, 100 yards away, a player in a gray cloak is holding a long bow that emits a sacred light and is drawing the second arrow.
And beside this player, Lu Yang was raising his right hand and shouting, "Iron brothers, kill!"