Whirring, the wind whistling in the ears, as if roaring at the necromancers. Qingyi's cloak was blown and hunted, but Qingyi himself sat still, and his pupils were as firm as iron and stone. Despite the fierce battle he was about to face, he didn't stop thinking.

Speed, what is most needed now is speed. There were 30,000 enemies in front of them, and they were of high rank, 'elite' equipment, and experienced combat skills, and they could definitely resist the cavalry's re-launch, but the number and momentum were scarce, and the lethality caused by them was insufficient, so that the birds rushed closer. Bang bang bang bang

Appetizer...... It's not over yet.

Another flock of birds swooped down, but they only swooped down a distance before they immediately pulled up, throwing down the orange-yellow 'colored' tubes on their paws—

Thundered! Huge flashes of light and impact swept through the camp of living players! This attack is not as soft as "Dry Bone Phosphorus Powder", but has a powerful lethality, blowing up the players' faces! Players who are accustomed to watching Hollywood war blockbusters are shocked: this is a bomber!

But the game is different from reality. In reality, a knife can stab someone to death, but it can't stab a second-turn player; In the same way, a dynamite can blow people off to pieces...... This is a rookie who is frying more than 20 levels, right? Therefore, the creature players just cursed a few words at the blood gauge that was only seven-tenths left, and then dispersed the formation, so that the area of the bomb could not be used to the maximum lethality; As for whether this can stop the necromantic cavalry, it is no longer a matter of consideration for the commander.

Seeing the enemy's defense leaking 'holes', Qingyi felt a small 'agitation' in his heart, but he was quickly suppressed by him. No, it's not time to be happy yet. Even if I take the right step, if I take the wrong step, everything will be over...... I wouldn't make such a low-level mistake!

The next moment......

The cavalry shouted and rushed into the enemy's ranks, 'stirring' up the 'waves' and 'flowers' of iron and blood!

Where wouldn't a living player be prepared for this moment? The knights who gave up their mounts 'thrust' their shields into the ground, and although they were stopped, the platinum shield array was also over! In front of the cavalry, there was a loose formation of living players separated from each other by three or four meters, which was simply a smooth road!

But the test is not over, and crises are coming!

The necromantic knights fell from their horses one after another, and the last sight they saw in a 'chaotic' and 'chaotic' vision was that their mounts were knocked to the ground by chains! Something like "tripping horses" is not uncommon in any country, how can a bald eagle not be able to get it? As long as seven or eight tripwires are arranged behind the platinum shield array, the cavalry can completely lose their mobility and be happy and sad!

Seeing this scene, Nafu gritted her silver teeth: "Hound Cavalry, charge me!" ”

Blood Red Raid!

The hounds turned into bloody shadows and burst into the enemy line as much as they could, pulling one, two, three, or even five trips! When they fall to the ground with exhaustion, their legs and feet are densely packed with iron chains, and at the end of the chains, there are seven or eight players who roll on the ground together like "flowers"! It's a suicidal charge, no doubt, but it's very effective - the tripping horse can be destroyed in an instant, giving the next generation a chance!

Blood Red Raid? Ghost Dance Steps!

Frankie is like a red-colored demon wind, where it sweeps, the tripping horses are broken one after another, and they can't interfere again! Its face was as resentful as Haitian chewing steel, and the sound of cutting gold and breaking 'jade' made Qingyi feel a little chilled. Qingyi could only rub the top of Frankie's head, hoping that his subordinates would not suddenly enter a state of "anger" or "rage", and then lift himself seven or eight meters high.

Sometimes just a small tactical mistake can affect the outcome of an entire battle, and in the end, it can even 'force' the commander to revise his strategy. This is where an army is tested...... The army needs generals who can arrange strategies, and they also need bald eagles and zhiswan; However, this is also where Qingyi's chance of victory lies. The bald eagle has no one in his eyes, and he thinks he can strategize without being on the battlefield, and this arrogance will make him unable to see the battle situation clearly. Qingyi is confident, as long as he can grasp the fleeting opportunity on the battlefield, then he can reverse the situation! Although the probability of seizing this opportunity is very small, it is about the same difficulty as seeing Yu Qingfeng's sword light clearly, but it is still worth a try.

Look, bald eagle. There's no way you're going to drag me here.

Well?

A burning sensation came from all over me. Qing Yi looked up and was so shocked that the black dragon scepter almost fell out of his hand.

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&nllacosaeaesole，npesta!pellariafrescaparegiàa，cheaesole……”

In the tent, the bald eagle softly 'groaned' and sang a song. This song full of tension was sung by his young voice, which was a little awkward, but he himself was very complacent. I couldn't sing several notes, and he sang like an eagle.

&ausole,cchiù…… osoio，stae!osoio……”

The gossip sect leader on the side couldn't help but be curious and asked, "What kind of weird song is this?" Why does it always feel familiar? ”

&nmio" "My Sun". It would be nice if the June sun could hear it. The bald eagle smiled, pointing to the sunshine that tore through the 'yin' clouds of death, and his voice was sharp and high-pitched:

&aae!”

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The computer is broken, and it can only be changed once these days, if you like "The Journey of the Dead in Online Games" written by Qianjiang 'Hua' Fire