The passerby Wuming's eyes were full of horror. When he saw the system prompting that his flying sword was damaged, his heartbeat almost suffocated. This was only obtained after he gave his master a generous gift. The entire master
Men, among the flying swords that can be redeemed, this one is the best. It has very strong lethality and magical skills. Why was it damaged?
The next moment, the brilliance of Shenglongzhan rose again, lifting the nameless body of the passerby into the air. Then Lin Zhao opened fire, five medium-refined fairy swords, and twelve small-refined Great Wilderness ancient swords all flew out of the spirit.
Ruins, "Puff-Puff" almost pierced the unknown body of the passerby into a sieve, but still the same result, he was killed head-on!
However, this time Passerby Wuming didn't reveal anything good, he just dropped countless potions from the sky.
"drop!"
System prompt: Congratulations on killing the player [Passenger Wuming], the honor value is 48!
…
I accidentally took another big bite of someone else's honor points.
Guo Ke Wuming turned into white light and was reborn, while Lin Zhao turned around and rushed into the forest. There was really no need to get too entangled with people like Guo Ke Wuming and waste his time to earn honor, and Guo Ke Wuming really had nothing to say.
He said that two tragic defeats and the destruction of a flying sword were too great a loss. You must know that he had already planned that after entering the Nascent Soul Realm in the future, the flying sword would be the first thing to be refined into his life object. As a result,
If the plan cannot keep up with the changes, everything will become a mirror.
For nearly an hour, Lin Zhao shuttled back and forth in the forest. Li Quan almost didn't even need to take out his sheath. He just relied on nineteen flying swords to kill enemies along the way. As soon as he saw a player with a blood red ID, he would attack directly, confusing the battlefield.
Attacks and kills between players in the game do not increase the crime value, some are just faction vendettas, so there is no need for Lin Zhao to be afraid when he takes action. The people with the red names in the game are all players who have joined the four northern tribes, let alone them.
They are not considered traitors of the human race. Although Lin Zhao does not have any attitude towards this group of people, as long as they appear in front of him, he will kill them if they should. After all, the four northern tribes themselves are mortal enemies and feuds. This kind of hatred may be due to other people.
Players can't understand it.
In less than half an hour, Lin Zhao reached the top of the list of honor points, and continued to fight until more than nine o'clock. His honor points were already far behind the second passerby Wuming, and passerby Wuming was not idle either.
After a trip to the master's sect, I got a inferior flying sword, but it was also an immortal sword. It galloped across the battlefield and continued to kill the players on the tribe's side. Both sides were fighting each other in a melee, and no one could suppress it in a true sense.
Who lives.
About ten o'clock.
Lin Zhao's honor value was already more than twice that of the second place, so he was not in a hurry, soared into the air, and stood above the Qiufengyuan with his flying sword. When he looked towards the north, the Nascent Soul Realm Sword Cultivator
If you can see further, you can see five military tents of the Demon Clan standing in a row, with flags waving, and further away, there is the camp of the Demon Clan's 300,000 cavalry. The Demon Clan's cavalry marched quickly. Although they were stationed far away, they
As long as you attack, you can be there in an instant, so you have to guard against it.
He turned around and flew his sword towards Guchu Pass, landing directly on the city wall.
On the top of the city, a young general in white robe pressed his hand on the handle of the sword on his waist, smiled at him and nodded, pointing to a small table behind him. On the table there was a roasted duck, a plate of peanuts, and a pot.
Wine seems rather simple, but in a place like Guyuguan where all kinds of resources are extremely scarce, the conditions are already good.
"Let's have a drink together?" Lin asked with a weak smile.
"Um."
Lin Zhao sat down, took out a bottle of Dongting Red Bamboo Wine from the package and threw it to Lin Ruo, saying: "Drink mine, my wine is better, how about trying it."
"OK."
Lin Ruo sat down, poured half a bowl of wine, took a small sip, and was suddenly shocked. He raised his head and asked with a smile: "That Dongting Lake Lord's wine?"
"sharp."
Lin Zhao gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be a person who knows how to drink."
"That is."
Lin Ruo smiled and said: "I have been in the army and have been sleeping in the open for many years. It is freezing in the northern region. The only thing that can comfort me is this pot of wine. As a warrior of the human race, it is not good to know how to drink."
Lin Zhao nodded, drank some wine together, and ate a duck leg. Then he looked at Lin Ruo and said, "Did the imperial court ask you to garrison Guxiaoguan?"
"Um."
Lin Ruo frowned and said: "The military order from the Ministry of War arrived at Yangping Pass first, and then an imperial edict hit me in the face. It's no good if I don't come."
"Do you know this trip is dangerous?"
"Know."
Lin Ruo was a little helpless and said: "So what if you know, we soldiers guarding the border are originally working for others, but since they are demons and the demon army is coming, Lin Ruo is still willing to fight."
"Be careful."
Lin Zhao glanced at this brother from the same clan and said: "The five military tents of the Demon Clan have one million troops, and the Demon Clan's 300,000 cavalry, which adds up to 1.3 million. It stands to reason that even with the advantage of the ancient Miaoguan Pass,
But if we want to stop the 1.3 million troops of the four northern tribes, the human race must have at least one million troops to have any chance of winning, and the troops in Guxiaoguan are far from enough."
"It's really not enough."
Lin Ruo said: "The 150,000 Rock Army brothers under my command are all elites who can truly kill monsters. I believe that even if the entire army is annihilated, I, Lin Ruo, can lead everyone to kill the same number of monsters with my ability."
The tribe’s army, but it’s hard to say the army responsible for supporting me in the south of Guhuoguan Pass. The combat power of the Jihan Army, huh..."
"What is the origin of the Jihan Legion?" Lin Zhao was a little unfamiliar with it.
Lin Ruo sneered and said: "A so-called first-class legion has a total strength of about 300,000. Most of the soldiers come from Ningzhou and Yanzhou, and more than half of them are private soldiers sent by aristocratic families from various prefectures and counties.
In order to support his own power, Li Chunyang, the chief executive, decided to form the Jihan Army, which was equipped with first-class military pay and equipment. However, in fact, there were huge problems in the Jihan Army from top to bottom. They were greedy for military pay.
There are too many problems such as shoddy military rations and equipment, insufficient training of soldiers, etc. The commander Wang Ling is a smooth-talking villain. He was only reused because he was loyal to Li Chunyang, but he really encountered
The main force of the demon clan, I am afraid that the entire Jihan Army cannot even stop a demon clan tent."
"That would be even more dangerous."
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "The Great Shang Chaotang sent you to guard Guxiao Pass, but they did not give you a strong enough helping hand. Once the monsters and demons attack Guxiao Pass with all their strength, the Panshi Army will probably lose.
heavy."
"Um."
Lin Weiwei nodded: "Now I have no good solution. I can only sit in Guzhao Pass and survive day by day. If it is the demon clan, it will be okay if the demon clan retreats. If not, then I can only continue to endure it.
Already."
Lin Zhao stood up, looked at the battlefield in the north, and said, "It's easy to say anything, but one thing is very important."
Lin Ruo also stood up, stood side by side with him on the pass, and said, "Say what you say."
"Don't go out of the city to fight."
Lin Zhao said in a deep voice: "Guyu Pass is too narrow. If you lead a large army out of the pass to fight, the winning rate will be very low. And once defeated, there will be no chance to escape back to the south. A large number of troops will crowd in Guyu Pass.
It was impassable before. The Yunzhou Cavalry back then is a lesson learned from the past. You must be very careful about this."
"Um."
Lin Ruo nodded heavily: "Lin Zhao, I remember this sentence. I will never lead my troops out of the border unless absolutely necessary."
"good."
Lin Zhao smiled and said, "I just came here to see you. Now that I'm gone, I'll go on to the battlefield to kill the enemy."
"Go ahead."
Lin Ruo watched the opponent fly away with his sword, and there was a bit of envy in his eyes. Yes, Lin Ruo was actually about the same age as Lin Zhao. He was one of the youngest Tianyuan realm warriors in the human race, but he couldn't be like Lin Zhao.
Such a happy grudge, after all, as the commander of the 150,000-strong Rock Army, the burden on his shoulders is too heavy.
…
Late at night, Lin Zhao, Shen Xingchen, Chen Xue, Ding Chi and others went online again after eating supper. Today is a must-night battle. The honorary rewards of Qiufengyuan battlefield are very generous, no one wants to miss it, and everyone in the studio has been resting recently.
Regularly, there is nothing wrong with having a night fight once in a while. After all, they are all about making a living, and there is nothing to pamper.
When Lin Zhao came online, Yu Jian took off and took a look at the situation on the battlefield. What he saw was the rolling snow in the north, just like an avalanche on the plain. Countless mounted combat players were riding on the rolling snow.
Going south, all the sword cultivators of Shengshi Peony were there, and right above everyone's heads, a figure stood proudly with a sword, it was the Ghost King.
There are at least 30,000 people in this cavalry of pure swordsmanship!
Lin Zhao frowned and looked in the direction where the Sword Immortal Cavalry of Shengshi Peony was heading. He saw a dense crowd of people forming an array on the map outside the Autumn Wind Plains in the south. They were players from the Linyuan Xianyu Guild. The total number was
5w or more, heavy equipment in front, long-range in the back, the leader of the alliance is wielding a sword in the sky like the Sword Emperor, frowning and looking into the distance, the battle between the two sides is about to break out.
This is a battle between the two guilds of Shengshi Peony and Linyuan Xianyu!
do not care.
Lin Zhao took a deep breath. The Ghost King and the Sword King were both young and energetic players. They had been fighting each other on the national server map before. The two guilds didn't have any deep hatred at first, but they didn't like each other, so they ended up fighting each other.
Since then they have become mortal enemies, so the feud between the two guilds can be ignored, and he doesn't bother to care about it.
However, in the midst of the swaying wind and snow, the map on the west side was all red, and the demon tribe's army finally sent out troops. The densely packed demon soldiers went south and headed straight for Guchu Pass.
Lin Zhao looked back at Guxiao Pass, and saw the young Tianyuan warrior at Chengguan Pass smiling at him and nodding, saying: "It doesn't matter, I am here at Guxiao Pass, nothing will go wrong, even if there really is a problem."
If so... it's up to you whether you want to save me or not. Saving me is a matter of brotherhood, and it's okay if I don't. After all, I'm in a dead end myself, and I can't drag you along with me."
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "Just remember what I said. Defend the city. I believe in your ability. Even if you have to send troops northward, you must tell me in advance."
"Oh, I see!"
…
Demon tribe’s military tent.
Shi Jungang, who was dressed in a long black dress, now has Wang Yue's physical body. She is young and beautiful. She narrowed her eyes and looked towards the south with a smile, saying: "Let's fight, let's fight, the show is about to begin!"
