"Fortunately, this group of Mongolian soldiers is only infantry, not cavalry, otherwise I am afraid that with a sprint, the player group will be scattered, and then it can only be slaughtered." Xi Bai looked at the enemy troops all over the mountains and rejoiced.

"Bang!"

The player was still in a panic, a neat footsteps resounded across the ground, the scene suddenly quieted down, and the players looked up one after another, the original Mongolian army in front of them had begun to advance, and the uniform footsteps were like a giant hammer smashed on the player's chest. Depressed, desperate emotions creep through the players.

"Damn! Fight.,It's just a game.,Dead at most it's a drop.,What's there to be afraid of! ”

"That's right! This group of Mongolian soldiers is at most level 10, and we are all third-rate masters, kill them to earn points! ”

If you don't explode in silence, you die in silence. In this extremely depressing atmosphere, I don't know who shouted, and then it was like a powder keg that lit the fuse, the player went crazy, and at the same time remembered that this was just a game, the big deal was death, and a few minutes later Lao Tzu was a good man again!

So they shouted and rushed towards the opposite Mongolian army, but there were so many players, but there was no command, all of them rushed their own way, the formation was extremely scattered, and the speed of the players was fast and slow, many of the fast ones ran to the front, and some of the slow ones had been trampled to the ground.

In the face of the player's onslaught, the Mongols stopped, and then each soldier took their bows and arrows from behind them, and the bows were like a full moon, pointing at the players in front of them.

"Target is in front of you, throw!"

The Mongol soldiers moved in unison like a person, and the sharp arrows flashed a cold light in the remnant sun.

"Put!"

Boom! With a loud roar, the sound of the bow and arrow leaving the string was like thunder, and then only a black cloud was seen rising from the Mongol army, accompanied by the sound of sharp arrows cutting through the air current, pressing towards the group of players.

The players in the charge were already stupid by the scene of ten thousand arrows flying into the air, and couldn't help but stop. However, no one wanted to experience the feeling of ten thousand arrows piercing their hearts, although their hearts were shocked, although the hand holding the sword was trembling, but everyone still tried their best to resist the oncoming arrows.

But how could the dense rain of arrows be so easily stopped.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

With the sound of sharp weapons piercing through the flesh, a white light rose from the crowd of players, and the whole world lit up because there was so much white light. Then I saw a large blank space appear among the players, and this time, there were at least a thousand dead players.

"Put!"

The nightmarish sound sounded again, and another black cloud pressed over, and then another white light lit up, and the player lost thousands of people again.

"Rush! You can't stop, or you'll just be used as a live target! ”

"Rush!"

Finally, some players came to their senses, and if this continued, they were really just cannon fodder, yelling in their mouths, and rushed towards the Mongol army on the opposite side. At this time, most of the players have no opinion, or most of them follow the crowd, in such a battlefield, in the face of the threat of death, many people do not know what to do, and if someone takes the lead, then they will follow, so the player rushed towards the Mongol army with a rain of arrows.

"Raise your shield! Advance! ”

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Seeing that the player was approaching, the Mongols gathered their bows and arrows, and the soldiers in front of them raised their huge shields, which were nearly one person high, and crashed them into the oncoming players.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer, and finally they collide together at a certain moment, I have to say that the player's individual strength is still above the Mongolian soldiers, although they have no formation, although the Mongolian army raised a giant shield, but there are still places that are scattered by the player.

Unfortunately, the player who rushed into the enemy army was not in a hurry to rejoice, and soon found that he was alone, with enemy troops in front of him and on the left and right, and a long sword stabbed into the chest of a Mongol soldier, but more long iron spears stabbed at him. So with a surprised expression, these players who rushed into the enemy army turned into light and returned to the city to be resurrected.

In battle, although the player dies and will be resurrected quickly, he cannot immediately join the battlefield, and must wait for a day of gameplay before he can go to the battlefield again, otherwise the Mongolian army will be overwhelmed by the endless resurrection army in this Xiangyang defense battle.

withstood the first wave of attacks, and the Mongol army as a whole quickly stabilized the formation, cooperating with each other, and making uniform movements, so that their combat effectiveness far exceeded that of the players, and they could hand over their back to their comrades, and the soldiers in charge of the attack would never pay attention to the long swords and broadswords that stabbed at them, because they knew that someone would carry them for them. Even if the enemy in front of them only needs to raise their weapons to kill the opponent, they only firmly carry the huge shield and stand on the front line, because they understand that the task of killing the enemy does not belong to them, and they only need to ensure that the stabbing weapon cannot break through their own defense.

Players obviously don't have this kind of awareness, even if they usually play with their companions, few people feel at ease to hand over their backs to each other, this kind of tacit understanding honed in blood and fire, is not something that can be done casually, when they attack, they have to think about defense, and often neither can do it, can only return to the city in unwillingness and regret.

Soon, the player has a tendency to rout, and in this kind of war where there is no hope, only sacrifice, rout is the only outcome.

Xi Bai was in the middle of the player group, in the first few waves of arrow rain, they almost became targets, the first wave of arrow rain fell less than five meters away from them, the kind of shocking scene of ten thousand arrows, Xi Bai believes, even if it takes a lifetime, he will never forget. Although I know that this is just a game, the ultra-high degree of virtuality perfectly shows this scene, and it is no different from reality. Perhaps the only difference is that after death here, you can be resurrected, but what is the difference between the moment before death and reality?

Li Fei'er beside her has been completely stupid, her eyes have lost a trace of agility, and her pale face shows that she is in a very bad state now, although she usually looks like she is not afraid of heaven and earth, but in such a battlefield, she is just a weak woman.

Xi Bai took Li Fei'er's hand, the cold touch made Xi Bai's heart tremble a little, but Li Fei'er didn't seem to feel it, just grabbed a straw like a person in the water, so he never let go, just grabbed it like this.

Xi Bai was caught a little painfully, but he didn't say anything, and let Li Fei'er hold it.

"This is the battlefield! Life is like a mustard, I'm afraid this is the truest portrayal. ”

Yiye Zhiqiu is still so indifferent, his eyes are still calm, even on this battlefield where he may die at any time.

Xi Bai turned his head and glanced at the other party, slightly surprised, before, in Xi Bai's impression, Yiye Zhiqiu was a person with a low sense of existence, a person who was easy to ignore, but at this moment, Xi Bai felt that this man who often wore a smile was actually not simple.