"Friend, look, you are a combat craftsman, and I am a poet. Wouldn't it be a match made by heaven?"

This made Fang Yu forget to control the clockwork fairy for a moment, and let it fly out and fall to the ground. He looked at the other person a little rigidly - is this how the word used?

Moreover, he had never heard of such high-level theory. Craftsmen and poets are the two most incompatible professions in any occasion. The composition is not affected by any mental effect, and the poet's war songs and minor tunes are just spiritual effects.

The poet coughed dryly: "——Cough, I mean the world is perfect. Well, anyway, it's fine... Don't look at me that way, I'm by no means a joke, nor a rookie. Below is a combat poet. My singing voice can pierce the courage of all enemies, and warm the hearts of my own people. The sharp blade in my hand is cold and ruthless. I am both a tank and a shortstop. In short, I can protect you and let you command your own troops with peace of mind."

His eyes shone, fighting craftsmen are rare, and those without a master are even rarer. The other party's previous fluttering reaction was obviously not a rookie, and the novices are eager to hide themselves first.

But how could they know that for a qualified combat craftsman, the most important thing on the battlefield is to discover the enemy first.

He heard this theory from a very old combat craftsman. The other party was a famous boss, but unfortunately the team was too high for him.

This high-profile talk made Fang Yu very impressed. He thought that Parker was the ultimate in terms of self-boasting, but compared with this person, he still had to give up the crown.

Unfortunately, he was still unmoved: "No need."

One of the Paparals is enough.

He has already labeled an unreliable label for running trains like this.

"Friends, the Mavericks sound cool, but two people are more efficient. And you really don't need someone to pass on your story? Think about it, people must have heard of a fighting craftsman who faces thousands of troops alone."

But especially this way, Fang Zhu doesn't want it.

That will only tell more of the bounty hunter-the action money bag is here, and there are reputation rewards.

“I have a team.”

"It's okay, I'm alone." The other party persevered.

"But we already have poets."

"Then you must not mind another poet."

"No," Fang Yu shook his head, "No need."

The other party then sighed and shrugged, thinking that there was indeed no masterless combat craftsman. If he had known that he would not have left the previous team, in fact, that team was pretty good - much better than the previous one.

But he was not frustrated and suggested: "Friends, how about we share information? You must have anecdotes of interest in this area, and I can help you share the pressure on the flanks later. You must need a reliable ally, right?"

Only then did Fang Zhu realize that Parker was not only at the level of self-promotion compared to this person, but also far less than being shameless and tangled.

The other party is equivalent to an enhanced version of the Paparal.

However, he felt a little moved in his heart. They seemed to need such a well-informed eyeliner at the moment, which could be useful whether it was inquiring about the news or helping them find out about it.

"Yes, we agree," Fang Ling said before the big cat man in the distance had already helped him, "After the fight later, we will all play each other and share information with you."

But this is also Fang Yu's idea. Anyway, sharing intelligence is not a big deal. It's just to broadcast the information on the battlefield on a public channel. And it is also beneficial for them to attract allies on the battlefield.

As the other party said, at least the pressure on their wing will be much less, of course, the premise is that the other party can block it. But no matter what, they are not bad.

He was not afraid that this guy would repent, because there would definitely be no such battle, and the other party didn't look like the short-sighted person.

"Then the deal," the poet immediately rushed to answer, leaving his name: "By the way, my name is Cuiye."

"Cuiye, isn't that Green Field?"

After spending time with everyone, Big Cats are deeply rooted in the Han culture.

"No, no, no," the poet's face turned green, "It's green, not green, there are differences between them."

However, Fang Yu didn't care whether the other party was Cui or Green. In short, he built a public channel first and then pulled the other party in.

In fact, even he didn't expect how much of the public channel would play in the future. However, when it was established, it was indeed just to share information with a guy who seemed unreliable.

At this time, more signal flares rose in the forest in the distant valley.

They were like bunches of bright light, illuminating the pale and withered woodland. Not long after, the people on the front line of the thorns saw someone retreating from the forest, and those dark blue shadows appeared behind them.

In front of the thorn front, the conscripts burned an open area about two hundred meters wide between the withered woodland. At this time, someone couldn't help but throw out a fireball. In the public eye, the fireball turned into a golden light and passed through the open area.

The golden flame flew away, and it flew into the forest and then turned into a dazzling ball of fire.

This was like a signal, allowing the magicians and elements to throw out their magic spells in all their hands. For a moment, colorful lights rose and fell in the open space, and the flashes of explosions in the forest were almost connected.

The gunmen also began to shoot soon, and white smoke rose from the position, and soon became smoke.

Two intensive blows effectively curbed the pursuers, allowing the candidates who escaped from the forest to safely pass through the open space and reach this end of the thorn front.

Those people were still unaware of it and only thanked the people in the defense line. After all, they were rescued by so many people at once. Apart from being confused, there was probably only a huge feeling left in their hearts.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! However, these two rounds of blows made Fang Yu a little speechless.

Although he has not been in this world for a long time, he has also experienced such a large-scale battle - the Battle of the Rainbow Alliance and the Florids in Taren's Long Summer.

Compared with the recruiters of the two well-trained and well-equipped leagues, these people are currently performing a bit of a headache.

The first two rounds of attacks are often very important in such large-scale battles. As long as one side of the defense is calm enough, it can cause huge damage to the opponent.

But Jingxi Beast just showed her head, and these people were busy exposing their firepower preparations.

And those Crystal beasts that were chased out were actually not even considered a pioneer. As long as Crystal is not stupid, it will definitely adjust its attack method.

Although Fang Ling didn't know how high the guardian had, he thought he shouldn't be a little stupider than these people.

However, when thinking about it in the better direction, the two rounds of attacks are not completely useless. At least they successfully rescued people and boosted everyone's confidence.

At this moment, black dots rose one after another on the position, and they flew into the sky one after another. The combat craftsmen in each team finally reacted and began to release the reconnaissance eyeliner.

Fang Zhu also gestured, causing the silver bee that had just fallen to the ground to fly again, and directed it to flap its wings and draw a small arc and fly into the distant valley.

His control over the clockwork fairy has already reached the point of perfection. Although he does not mean to be the leader or to be a self-developed person, he has at least reached the level of a first-line recruiter - just in this field.

There may be many such people in the second world, but when they are placed here, they are incomparable to those who are bumpy and bumpy.

Although few people may be able to detect the flying trajectory of Fang Zhu's clockwork fairy—

The silver bee was already unknowingly, and flew to the eyeliner of all the combat craftsmen.

Its dark vision is extremely efficient in detecting in such an environment. Fang Zhu only puts one hand on the eyepiece and soon saw the disordered minions appearing in the forest.

Those dark blue shadows were densely arranged between the withered woodland, forming a wave of attacks.

Fang Zhu looked at the hundreds of light blue shadows, like ghost fire, and knew in his heart that this was the forward of Jingxi Beast; and those before could only be regarded as scouts.

He directed the clockwork goblin to continue flying forward.

At this time, other combat craftsmen's clockwork fairies also arrived one after another, and they captured the information in the woodland below:

"They are here!"

“So many, at least thousands!”

People shouted loudly from afar.

But the first one to appear on the edge of the forest was the caller. The scattered caller were driven out of the valley, with more than a dozen teams of all sizes.

And those who didn't have time to escape were likely to hand over their lives to that place.

"There are at least one and a half groups of people left in the Holy White Stone, and there are about twenty or thirty people left on Hydra. There are more than twenty people in the Twilight Guild, and with these Free Saints, there are quite a few people who stay here."

After the Big Cat Man arranged the other people's seats, he walked up and spoke to him.

Fang Yu nodded. There were eighty people in the group of Aitalia, and there were at least one hundred people left on the Holy White Stone. In addition to the people from other guilds, there were indeed almost the same number.

After all, this place was a mining area, and several guilds sent people to mine source crystals here. In addition to miners, there were also guards responsible for guarding and transporting, so it was nothing strange that there were so many people left.

I can only say that more people died at the beginning.

This time, the orderly minions did not attack at the first time, but allowed the summoners to escape successfully and return to the defense line.

A huge cheer broke out in the crowd, as if it could save these people and bring them great confidence. But Fang Zhu didn't see this. Jingxi Beast showed restraint, which shows that Crystal had adjusted its tactics.

This is not good news.

However, despite this idea, he did not stop in his hand, and through the sight of the clockwork fairy, he marked out the disorderly minions that were stationed in the forest one by one.

Especially the locations close to each out of order minion cluster on their side, he specifically marked them and shared them through the team channel and the public channel.

Tianlan and the others are not bad. After all, they have long been used to the fighting style of their regiment commander. If they do not have such clear battlefield information, they might be surprised.

After all, aren’t fighting craftsmen responsible for doing this on the battlefield?

But there was a surprise message from the public channel:

“!?”

In order to avoid occupying the channel, Cui Ye sent text information.

Fang Yu hadn't understood what this information meant yet, so he just looked in that direction - the other party had retreated to their right wing, and the guy was indeed eloquent. He actually gathered a group of people in such a short time and formed a temporary team with him.

Fang Yu looked at it and there were about twenty people.

Cuiye was also looking in his direction and gave him a thumbs up.

Cuiye's feeling at this moment was that he was holding his true thighs. When he pulled the people around him into the public channel one by one, shared the battlefield information sent by Fang Yu, and looked at the shocked expressions mixed with surprise on everyone's faces, he already knew this.

Although this is actually not a complicated technique, it is nothing more than practice, and you can do it by doing it with thousands of repeated practices.

But those who can achieve this level are enough to be called big shots in him, and they cannot have any connection with people of his level.

It is very good for ordinary people to see how many enemies there are and to tell the other party about which direction they come from - if they have to mark the enemy's positions one by one, they will most likely be allowed to fly out of the target area because they forgot to control the clockwork fairy, or bump into something head-on.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Everything is so powerful. Do you know how much verbal I have lost when I found such a master?"

He did not forget to proclaim himself: "I will follow my command later, and we will act according to the plan."

Although everyone didn't know how much verbal was, they didn't look at the advertisement to see the efficacy, so they nodded together.

About a few minutes later, news came from the combat craftsmen everywhere, and Jingxifen began to attack—

Even without combat craftsmen, many teams of magicians also used the Eye of the Wizard or similar spells to make warnings. At this time, blue fire appeared in the forest.

However, after experiencing the previous round of obsessions, the people in the defense seemed to have finally realized that the previous two rounds of attacks were a bit unprofitable, and now they finally could not help but stop taking action.

But the rangers set up their bows first, and the Paparals also removed their crossbows and spread them on the ground.

They used magic bows and magic crossbows, of course they were not the kind of light flower rack, and the light of free elements immediately flashed in the air.

The first faint blue tide surged out of the forest, densely packed with almost no end, and a few were as many as thousands.

At this time, a squeaking sound came from the forest, and a row of tall gray tree people walked up from behind, crossed everyone, and listed a tree wall in front of the defense line.

Perhaps this tall and thick tree wall gave everyone some confidence. Fang Yu saw many gunmen coming out from afar, standing side by side with each other, raising the magic gun in his hand - a shooting line was listed behind the tree wall.

The gunsmen have the ability to line tactics. When they get close to each other, they can greatly improve the hit, the efficiency and rate of fire. For the gunsmen, it is almost an instinctive action to rank battle lines.

Except for hunters.

Silweid is a gunman who majored in this direction. She was lying not far from the square leopard, lying behind a thorn, assembling and debugging her spear.

Fang Yu also summoned his dragon hunter, and the four tall structures were lined up in a row. However, because there were not many people in his direction, not many people noticed these four dark and slender structures.

In fact, when the Dragon Hunter is not shooting, generally not many people will notice the inconspicuous human form and appearance of the Dragon Hunter.

Not to mention the lancers behind the Dragon Hunter, their bulky appearance makes them look like the main force on the battlefield - cannon fodder.

However, there are as many as twelve of these lancers. If they just let them suppress fire in one direction, the closed-circuit device will be competent by itself and does not need to occupy too much computing power. He can even control more, just to avoid being so shocking.

In fact, when he was on the ship with Miss Tata, the Qihai Traveler was a real aircraft carrier. The one that temporarily restricted its combat effectiveness was the upper limit for him to make the Lancers.

What restricts this is the number of earth source crystals. At least the materials he currently masters are far from enough to meet the maximum control of the Qihai Traveler.

It can't even satisfy himself.

The orderly minions in this direction were grouped out in three groups, but Fang Zhu had already marked it clearly, so it was not surprising that the defense line in this direction was at all when they swept out of the forest.

The rangers first released the first round of arrows.

With the blessing of the magic bow, the arrows they cast were almost like a roaring wind, bringing white clouds and mists over the battlefield - feather arrows swept across the battlefield in a smaller arc, and then rushed towards the disordered minions in the first row.

In a single battle, it is almost impossible to hit the opponent in the first round with the level of these rangers. But cluster combat is another concept. On a battlefield where the length and width are less than two or three thousand meters, the density of thousands of units is almost unavoidable.

Moreover, a storm-like rain of arrows came, and there was not much room for calm dodging.

Fang Yu had discovered earlier that although the attack power and agility of the disordered minions are at the best level in their level, their weaknesses are also prominent.

That is, the protection ability is worrying.

And this shortcoming has been greatly magnified on such a battlefield.

He almost looked at the dark blue shadow as if it had hit an invisible wall, and fell down in the storm of arrows.

It's just another advantage that makes up for this flaw, that is, the terrifying quantity.

The attack arrow composed of thousands of crystal beasts was like a stunning tide. The dark blue tide rolled out from the withered woodland. The rangers' rain of arrows only stirred up a splash of water in this vast ocean.

They were very fast, almost suddenly crossing most of the open area, and soon approached the wall of thorns.

The tall trees people took steps and walked forward.

But all this happens only in other areas on the battlefield—

On the left wing of the entire battlefield, Fang Zhu heard only a clear voice coming from the front right:

"put--!"

That was Cui Ye's voice.

The next moment, I saw that above the blue tide that swept over, the fire clouds gathered together, forming black clouds. The next moment, golden and red cracks appeared from the surging clouds.

The golden eyes were like open, and it flashed slightly and then a beam of dazzling light dropped from it. At that moment, it seemed like a rain of fire fell from the sky and fell into the blue tide.

Pieces of orderly minions turned into ashes in the flames.

"Ritual spell!"

"Late——Trough!"

People from other directions on the battlefield were shocked to see this scene. But they were not amazed at the lethality of this spell, although ritual spells have always been known for their power.

But the key is that the ritual spells are long to prepare, and these people have too many problems with their minds, so they cast such a spell on the open space at such a tense moment.

And those disordered minions are so stupid that they actually hit them head-on.

What good luck is this?
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