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Perhaps it was the fear of being smashed by the thousands of trebuchets of the Bright Alliance, or perhaps to take care of the high morale of the players, the long-range bombardment of the trebuchets lasted less than two minutes, and the four steel-cast suspension bridges in the southeast and northwest of Silvermoon City were lowered at the same time, spanning the moat with thick soldiers, and then the four city gates were wide open, like a monster like a green tide, holding a large wooden club, carrying a tattered wooden shield, embroidered javelin longbow, and baring teeth and grinning monsters roared and surged out.

Ye Feng was stunned at first, and was suddenly shocked, these green-skinned monsters were clearly goblins, garbage monsters, and there would never be a low-level monster army of rank waves.

"Hehe, there's nothing strange about it, the battle of dawn is the same as the last dark age, if you start with a high-level monster, then the players are still playing a fart, I estimate that the level of the goblin is around level seventy-five, boy, you are a great god, the number one master in the level list, all day long mixed with the hundred-level map, and the nature of dealing with you is also a high-level NPC. You have to measure the strength of monsters from the perspective of the public, and don't forget that the level strength of NPCs is increased based on the average level of the player, not according to the player's highest level. Most of these NPC levels are also around level 80 to 90, and as for the level 100 elites, they are all reserves, and they are left to fight with the dark legion in the end. Look at it.,The first three waves are players playing with monsters.,The fourth wave starts with pressure.,The final finishing work is also by npnetbsp; "Hmm!" Ye Feng nodded, of course he understood this truth, but most of the time he was still at a loss.

"The God of Light is above, I see His Royal Highness the Great Crown Prince!"

"The legendary golden lion is as dazzling as the sun god, he is the hope of our kingdom of Ian, a hero destined to go down in history!"

"Praise God, the invincible golden lion will definitely be able to cut off the head of the Great Demon God, and there is hope for the recovery of Silver Moon City!"

The NPCs next to them also came over, looking at the huge war scene on the light curtain in amazement, and looking at Opherlock's eyes full of fanaticism.

At this time, Ofeloke held his sword in his hand and pointed directly at Silvermoon City: "Shield warrior defense, archers prepare!" ”

The heavy iron shield easily plunged into the snow, and rows of shield warriors half-crouched on the ground, and the spearmen behind them stretched out their spears three or four yards long through the gaps in the shields.

There was a creaking sound behind him, and hundreds of thousands of strong bowstrings were tightened, and the archers had put the iron arrows on the bowstrings.

In the blink of an eye, a defensive steel phalanx had been formed, sharp spears and iron arrows were like forests and clouds, flashing with a touch of silver cold light, even the fluttering snow could not drown their edges, and when they looked at it, it seemed to be a silver belt around the black city.

Ye Feng had no doubt that as long as these fortress-like steel phalanxes moved, they would immediately turn into killing machines that smashed one after another.

At the very least, the green-skinned goblins that are purely experience-giving will not be able to stop their slaughter.

Then, Opherlock began to agitate and encourage the players to take the lead.

"The gift of the God of Light to the Big 6, friends from another world, the dark age has come, the evil demon god and his minions are trying in vain to destroy the light and rule the big 6, adhering to the belief of light, I, the crown prince of the Ian Kingdom, the commander of the Ian War Zone of the Light Alliance, the golden lion Opherlock, I hereby implore you to take up arms......"

"Kill!"

"Knock over the goblins and enter Silvermoon City!"

"Grass, don't get in the way of Lao Tzu, delay Lao Tzu to get meritorious, Lao Tzu is looking for someone to turn you white!"

"Fuck your uncle, do you know who he is?"

"Pretend to be a calf with me, grandson, look at the sword!"

……

Halfway through Opherlock's speech, he was drowned out by the noise of the players. There is no need for him to agitate at all, fools know that this time is a bright victory, and if you join the war one step later, you may kill one less monster and earn a little less merit, which is about the title, about the status of the nobleman, and it is not allowed to be sloppy.

That's right, most players are still in their heads, but the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. There are not a few "invincible warriors" who have bubbles in their heads and can only find superiority from pigs in terms of IQ. All of them have the virtue of the first master of God. Those master gods who are praised by players are even more worthy of their fame in their eyes.

Mao's great god, it was lucky that he didn't touch Lao Tzu, and when he touched Lao Tzu, he fell on his stomach in seconds with a knife......

As a result, the disorganized and tactically untactic player teams did not give Orpheloc face, and took the lead in killing the gap in the surprise that was vacated in the middle of the NPC legion phalanx.

The crowd was crowded, densely packed with people I don't know how many people there were, but as a result, they fought separately, without a clear command, and a lot of people were crowded and coaxed, and before they could engage the goblin army, many teams had already been crowded into flames and began to fight. What's more, either slip or be knocked down, and then be swarmed by the players behind them, and be trampled into white light.

"What a spectacle!" Ye Feng was dumbfounded and sighed with emotion.

"Cannon fodder!" The smiling demon was concise and to the point, and he foresaw the fate of these hundreds of thousands of warriors for a while.

On the other hand, the teams of the Great Guilds began to form an attack phalanx and advance slowly and methodically after Opherok finished his speech and ordered the besieging army to retreat two hundred yards to give way to the battlefield of engagement.

Of course, the formation can't be compared to the elite NPC legions, but compared to those scattered stragglers who charge in a disorderly manner, it is a superior judgment.

……

In less than a minute, this group of brave and fierce warriors who claimed to be invincible entered the buffer zone of the confrontation between the two armies, and before they could gain a foothold, hundreds of thousands of goblins pouring out of Silvermoon City spread along the banks of the moat, and then began to storm the huge encirclement of more than 30 million players and NPC legions.

Bang!

As the goblin's stick fell, the hand-to-hand combat between the two armies began.

Like two angry tides, one black and one green, surging and roaring against each other, stirring up a green or red blood mist in the blink of an eye, and the dense white light of death was like the priest's light technique, which was particularly dazzling in the diffuse snow.

Soon, the players tragically reveal a heartbreaking truth, and these green-skinned goblins who are entangled with them are even more invincible than them.

The heavy blows of the big stick have a stun effect, hundreds of thousands of big sticks are swung down, and it is suddenly a circle of stars, and those rotten javelins that roar from the goblin rear team covering the sky and the sun, and the iron arrows lacking feathers and blunt edges are even more powerful, and the crowded players have no chance to fight in close quarters, and they are swept down in pieces, and they suffer heavy casualties for a while.

Ye Feng's eyes hurt when he saw it, and his eyes widened because he didn't see a few priests' holy lights. It's no wonder that they are all crowded like this, it is completely a swarm of play, it is estimated that the priest and the natural druid do not even have a chance to stabilize their figures, they are carried by the rushing crowd, with their weak physique, they are trampled by their own people.

"Doesn't it mean that the Dark Legion has a low IQ and doesn't pay attention to tactical coordination? How do I think that the cooperation of these goblins is much stronger than ours, at least there are melee combat, and long-range auxiliary suppression, and then look at our warriors, I seriously suspect that these are scattered people among scattered people, and they have no sense of teamwork...... "Ye Feng said speechlessly.

"Please don't insult the Sanren, I'm ashamed to be with them!" The smiling demon was expressionless.

"What a rabble!" Ye Feng shook his head.

"It is estimated that the real rabble is not happy to be classified with them, you see those small guilds that are not strong!" The smiling demon pointed to the curtain of light.

The formation of the small guild was also very scattered, and at this time, they all shrank behind the phalanx of the NPCs and stretched their necks to watch the excitement, and they all dared not block the charging route of the "warriors" with trepidation.

Ye Feng looked at it and suddenly understood. It's the fear of being caught up in the flow of people and passively becoming a warrior.

I'm really not afraid of god-like enemies, but I'm afraid of pig-like teammates. Players who were fortunate enough to witness this sore warrior charge were praying sincerely at the moment.

Bless and merciful, let this group of warriors die quickly.