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Chapter 217 Fight for Life!

Outside the Power City, three mercenary groups of 1,000 people, namely 'Sirius', 'Tianzhan', and 'Tianxiao' in the Huaxia District, lined up in a neat square formation 50 meters away from the gate of Power City, with three sides. The big flag fluttered in the wind. Behind them, the seven-man and nine-hero assault team, members of Jue Feng, Lei Lei Xuan, Tianxiang mercenary group, drummers, trumpeters, and messengers were all waiting quietly.

More than a thousand people from the four mercenary groups in the Fama District lined up next to the three Chinese mercenary groups and were also waiting quietly.

"Damn, we were all fooled by that bastard who is a thief. 12 mercenary groups, damn, only more than 3,000 people." At this time, the command channel of the Cassidon City Alliance and the 'Imperial Tribe' Here, the little Buick finally couldn't help but curse.

"What, there are only more than 3,000 people,"

"Damn, it turns out to be a paper tiger,"

All the group leaders in the channel were quite surprised, but this was undoubtedly good news, which made their nervous hearts relax.

Observing from the door of Power City, the situation in front of me is clear. Including the mercenary groups from Fama Continent, the total number of people is only more than 4,000. These few people are still gathered under their own Power City, and they want to fight. Even thinking about the power city he defended with 6,000 people was funny to Little Buick.

Of course, Little Buick did not know the situation of the two mercenary groups that were transferred to the Bastille Fort. He thought that the current Bastille Fort was entirely defended by those NPCs.

"It's not that I'm a thief and he really doesn't have the strength, but we all overlooked one point," Little Buick said on the command channel: "We ignored the carrying capacity of his ocean-going ship. Just such a ship, It’s not an aircraft carrier, so it’s already pretty good if it can bring three to four thousand troops.”

"Hey, yes, what Buick said is absolutely correct. We just heard the declaration of war from his twelve mercenary regiments and got a little panicked. We didn't analyze it carefully and overestimated his military strength. Let us The best opportunity to fight was wasted. We should not have transferred the two thousand flight members back, let alone the three thousand ground troops." Wushen Cult Leader said regretfully: "If we had sent two thousand people back, Seal the north and south gates of the Bastille, then the remaining 6,000 people will fight against his 3,000 troops, and we can definitely hang them all into the Bastille. By then, we will gather in Cassidon City and the 'Imperial Tribe' All our forces will attack the Bastille with all their strength, camp step by step from the north and south gates, advance slowly, and attack fiercely from the teleportation array. In the end, they will all be wiped out."

"Then we are now moving the troops back on the way back. What do you think?" asked the Red-haired Eagle King.

"It's too late," said Little Buick: "Coming here now is to risk death. He only needs a thousand men to seal the gate of my power and prevent my 6,000 men from moving. And his NPC army in Bastille , it is not a problem at all to mobilize two thousand people. The flying team of 2,000 people and the ground team of 3,000 people are not their opponents at all. Don’t forget, I am a legion of thieves from the Huaxia District. I can fight in Bastille. The resurrected one will return to the battle in no more than two minutes."

"Then leader, what do you think we should do now," the red-haired eagle king asked again.

"Buick, what do you think?" Wushen Cult Leader did not answer, but asked about little Buick.

"What I mean is, stop calmly and see first what they want to do next, and then make a decision." Little Buick's mood is much more determined now, even though I am a thief and have increased by three thousand. There are many people, but in terms of numbers, they still have an absolute advantage.

It seems that their combat policy cannot be changed. As long as they firmly grasp the weakness of those NPCs that cannot be resurrected and destroy those NPCs, then the situation will be one-sided.

"Well, it's the same idea as mine," said Leader Wushen, "but we have to be wary of him constantly transporting troops from the Huaxia region."

"Don't worry about this," Little Buick said again: "If he has two ocean-going ships, they should come together. If they return to pick up people, it will take at least a few days. With such a few days, we It's enough to force them to start a face-to-face decisive battle with us. As long as those NPCs are destroyed, there will be nothing to worry about,"

"Well, that makes sense. They are all in the Bastille area now. They want to return to Ancient Stone City to wait for reinforcements. The journey is so far and there is no way they can avoid our interception. Even if they don't want to fight us,"

"Haha, let them transport it slowly. When he transports the second batch of troops, the matter here will have been solved long ago. If he brings a batch of troops, we will kill a batch of them,"

The members of the command channel became excited again. They were completely different from when they heard that I was a thief and the Chinese team was declaring war on them. Now they suddenly realized that I was a thief and it didn't seem so scary.

"Okay," the leader of Wushen finally spoke at this time: "Brother Buick, just keep an eye on me as a thief and see what he wants to do first. If they are really just staying there waiting for reinforcements, Then I will leave only 3,000 troops in Cassidon City, and send all the rest over to deal with them completely."

"Well, okay, that's settled," Little Buick fully agreed.

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"Ocean-going ship, so majestic and majestic," Murong Xiaotian and the others finally saw the ocean-going ship parked on the sea. Bart stood up excitedly on Xiao Bai's back.

"Brother Bart, when we get to the boat, you can take your time and watch, and be careful not to fall off," Nalan Ruoxi smiled sweetly and pulled Bat down again.

"Yeah, haha, don't be so anxious. Once you get to the ship, you can stay as long as you want. No one will chase you off," Murong Xiaotian also said jokingly.

"If you don't see the Logbook, I won't leave even if you drive me away," Bart said stubbornly.

Knowing that Murong Xiaotian had a "Navigation Log", Bart's heart flew to the Huaxia District. He had already told Murong Xiaotian that no matter what, he would go to the Huaxia District with Murong Xiaotian to study it. Take a look at the "Logbook", it is a shipbuilder's dream.

It's a pity that the "Logbook" is now in Ah Si's possession, and Ah Si didn't come. Otherwise, Bart wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.

However, Murong Xiaotian hopes that Bart will go to the Huaxia District. As long as he reaches Hulu Bay, his heart will probably stay there. If he wants to establish a powerful maritime fleet, Ah Si's ability alone will be enough. If it's not enough, don't say anything else, I'll make him lie down even if he's tired.

Soon, Xiaobai approached the ocean-going ship, dived, spread his wings flat, and landed steadily on the deck.

"Brother Tian,"

"Boss,"

As soon as Murong Xiaocai jumped off Xiaobai's back, two figures pounced on him.

"Chunjiang, Wuhan University," Murong Xiaotian saw the figure clearly and hugged the two of them tightly.

"Brother Tian, ​​you are finally back," even a cynical person like Chunjiang couldn't help but blush.

"Look at you, you should be happy that I'm not back now," Murong Xiaotian punched Chun Jiang on the shoulder.

"Yes, happy, happy," Chun Jiang couldn't help but turned his head and wiped the tears that had slipped unknowingly from the corners of his eyes.

"Is everything okay at home?" In fact, Murong Xiaotian's eyes couldn't help but become moist.

"Okay, everything is okay, but these days when you are not here, everyone seems to have lost their souls, especially because your safety in "Destiny" is directly related to your situation in reality, brothers and sisters are always worried "Those girls are always on tenterhooks. Whenever someone mentions your name, or walks into your room after playing games, they shed tears." Chun Jiang's eyes turned red again.

"What is my situation in reality?" Murong Xiaotian's heart began to sink. There was something in Chun Jiang's words that he didn't understand. It was like he walked into his room after playing a game. Could it be that everyone is living together now? .

But one thing, Murong Xiaotian still heard the smell, that is, he was very likely to be in the same situation as Zifeng.

"You were shot and entered a plant state. If you die in the game, your mind will enter an empty state. You will not be able to return to "Destiny" or reality, and you will become a living dead forever. "Chun Jiang also saw Murong Xiaotian's worry and hurriedly explained: "But you don't have to worry, Dr. Liu said that you will wake up in a few days."

Murong Xiaotian felt relieved. It seemed that his estimate of the situation was roughly correct, but he was much luckier than Zifeng, because he could wake up soon, and Zifeng was already lying down. Five whole years.

And once again, Murong Xiaotian thought of Xiaowei and Shadow Warrior. Of these two people, one released all his abilities for himself and was sealed to the demon world, while the other gave his life for himself.

They were saving themselves with their lives, truly saving themselves. In Murong Xiaotian's heart, he felt a sense of respect for the Shadow Warrior, and for Xiao Wei, he felt both love and sadness.

All of this instantly transformed into a powerful hatred and anger, and a raging fighting spirit ignited in his chest.

Fight for Xiaowei.

Fight for the Shadow Warriors.

Fight for the fallen magician.

"Boss, I miss you too. Why do you only talk to him and ignore me?" Wu Da's words brought Murong Xiaotian back from his thoughts.

"You," Murong Xiaotian rolled his eyes at Wu Da, "you must have scolded me a lot, especially when I allocated money from the Huaxia District, my ears were burning every day,"

"Hey, that was an accident," it was rare for Wu Da's face to turn red.

Nalan, Bart, and the others all laughed, and even God Hammer couldn't help laughing. From Murong Xiaotian's actions along the way, they could see the friendship between Murong Xiaotian and his brothers, heroes, and pets. ,


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