We have retreated in front of the stone tablets. We have no choice but to retreat. If we retreat any further, Yun Qiong will directly resurrect the sleepers in the Heroes Cemetery. By then, the sense of oppression we will face will be even stronger. After all, Yun Qiong is currently
The resurrected ones are all the dead in the imperial mausoleum, most of them are relatives of the emperor, with average abilities and transcendent status, but the dead in the hero cemetery are different.
They are world-famous masters, and resurrecting them would be a big deal.
Rows of Dragon Domain cavalry clutched their shields and thrust out their spears, forming a 500-meter-long defense line on the side of Beichen and Tangmen players' positions, with Lin Xingchu and Luo Qingyi's troops behind them.
"Have the reinforcements not arrived yet?"
Luo Qingyi held the blood-stained sword in his hand and was a little anxious.
A deputy general clasped his fists: "Princess, Commander Mu Yu of the Longxiang Cavalry Regiment is already on the way with his elite cavalry. It will take about half an hour to reach the Heroes Cemetery."
"too slow……"
On the side, Lin Xingchu, protected by a group of White Deer cavalry generals, looked at the death army attacking from the distance with beautiful eyes, and said: "Isn't the cavalry and archery camp here yet?"
"Almost there!"
A general said in a deep voice: "The last general can already faintly hear the sound of the horse's hooves from the cavalry and archery battalion!"
"oh?"
Lin Xingchu'e frowned slightly: "Have you brought enough inscribed demon-killing arrows?"
"The general has already sent orders and is well prepared, please rest assured, Grand Duke!"
"That's good! Order the artillery battalion to retreat, keep a distance of five hundred meters, and continue shelling Yun Qiong's position."
"yes!"
…
In the distance, artillery fire rumbled, and the sound of intensive horse hooves came from behind the player camp. They saw cavalry wearing dark red leather armor and leather helmets covering their entire heads. The tassels on the helmets were snow-white and had arrived on the battlefield.
It was the elite of the legendary White Deer Cavalry, the cavalry and shooting camp that Lin Xingchu had just trained!
"Well done!"
Riding his horse and turning around, Lin Xingchu looked at the elite army of nearly ten thousand people and said: "The cavalry and shooting battalion, get in position immediately, take aim and then shoot the target to reinforce the White Deer Cavalry and the Adventurer Legion on the front line!"
"Yes, sir!"
A general nodded, raised his hand, and shouted: "Everyone is in position, enter the battlefield!"
The NPCs from the cavalry and archery camp dispersed one after another, forming a line like a river rushing against the embankment. They stood about fifty yards behind the player and the NPC army, and then they all raised their hands and pulled out a stick covered with inscriptions from behind.
Glossy blood-red arrows, pick up the bow and aim.
"Fire the arrow!"
The general gave the order, and the demon-killing arrows with inscribed patterns immediately fell into the enemy group in the distance like raindrops. For a time, "puff, puff, puff" scenes of blood splashing occurred one after another. The damage figures were too scary, and the weakest one also caused 100,000+
With so much damage, even the ghost-level monsters were instantly killed, so that the originally dense group of monsters suddenly became much sparser!
"Fuck..."
Lin Che was dumbfounded: "The army under Lin Xingchu's command...isn't this too nx? How can we let the players play..."
I frowned: "If we don't have nx, we won't be able to play either. We will soon be overwhelmed by the death army summoned by Yun Qiong. We can't eat so many monsters..."
Shuyue Mingzheng nodded: "Well, the boss is right, if you can't eat it, you won't be able to kill him at all..."
"Everyone, protect yourselves, continue to hold the line of defense, kill as many as you come, and strive to achieve more than 50% of everyone's mission completion. At the final settlement, you will definitely make a lot of money!" I raised my hand and made a thunderstorm to harvest.
Countless damage and kills, while loudly encouraging everyone in the guild.
Everyone laughed: "Yeah, come on!"
…
The arrival of the 10,000-strong White Deer Iron Battalion reversed the situation in the heroic cemetery defense battle. However, the good times did not last long. After about an hour, the inscribed demon-killing arrows brought by the Cavalry Archer Battalion had been consumed.
It was getting worse, but more and more dead people were resurrected in Yun Qiong, and it became dark again.
"Sir, the demon-killing arrows with inscriptions are about to be exhausted!" The leader of the cavalry and archery battalion came to Lin Xingchu to report the military situation.
"Why don't you bring more?" Lin Xingchu's eyes turned cold.
"this……"
The leader looked helpless: "Sir, the inscribed demon-killing arrows carry huge inscription power. The steel arrows filled with inscriptions will become extremely heavy. The weight of four arrows is equivalent to a pure iron spear.
, the general ordered each warrior of the cavalry and archery battalion to bring 20 arrows when they came. The weight itself was about to tire them out, not to mention... we had to march quickly to come for reinforcements. In addition, the inscriptions in the munitions warehouse
There are not many demon-killing arrows in the first place, but we brought at least 80% of them in this battle! Please be aware of this, sir."
"..."
Lin Xingchu closed his beautiful eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, with a hint of despair on his face, and said: "In this case, use ordinary arrows to continue killing the enemy, and look for opportunities... to pull back the inscribed demon-killing arrows on the battlefield.
, use it again.”
"yes!"
Lin Xingchu looked at the fierce battle in the distance, bit his red lips, and said lightly: "If... if the development of elemental cannons can be faster, maybe we won't be so passive, damn Yun Qiong, damn Book of Death
, why did it come to our Xia Clan’s land..."
…
At twelve o'clock in the night, the fierce battle was still going on, so much so that we, the Chosen Team, even skipped the midnight snacks. We had no time to go offline to eat, and we didn't even have time to pee.
The Xia tribe's camp was retreating steadily. Under my orders, the Dragon Territory Cavalry had too little energy and blood to retreat directly to bandage the wounds and nourish the blood. However, the recovery in this way was too slow, so that more than two thousand Dragon Territory Cavalry fought.
More than three hundred people died, and the rest were reduced to residual health, so they had to withdraw from the battle. As a Dragon Cavalry General in Dragon Domain, I am not qualified to order them all to die here, even if they are willing.
The player team also began to retreat, giving way to the first line of Stele Forest.
"Buzz~"
A bloody halo of death enveloped him, carrying the resurrection power of the Book of Death. The next moment, the dozens of stone tablets in front began to buzz and tremble, and then the "puff-peng-peng" exploded, and from the depths of the soil, a person crawled out
Each of them was a strong man holding a life-long weapon and filled with fighting spirit, all of them had gloomy eyes.
"It's over, the ancient hero has been awakened."
Shuyue Mingzheng looked forward with her beautiful eyes: "And they are all ghost-level bosses, but we can't eat them anymore..."
"You have to eat even if you can't!"
I roared in a deep voice and said: "Come on, each legion will choose its own t, and each team will have a ghost-level boss. We must not let these bosses kill the NPC legion behind us, otherwise it will be even more unimaginable!"
"Well, come on!"
Not only Beichen, but also players from all the guilds in Bailu City fought hard. Thousands of people were fighting with hundreds of ghost-level bosses. Their skills were shining brightly. In the blink of an eye, many people were killed by the boss.
The solution is that the level of the boss here is too high, 5 levels higher than mine. Most players cannot see the level, and the level-crushing attribute advantage formed is also quite obvious. As long as you use skills, you can basically kill it with one sword.
It's only 100,000, and not many people can afford it.
…
"Hahahaha~"
In the air, Yun Qiong watched the embarrassing battle of the players on the ground, and couldn't help but laugh, saying: "Looking at the survivors of your Xia tribe, the resuscitators dog bites the dog, and one's own people beat their own people, this is really pleasing to the eye!
Lin Xingchu, what can you do in this situation? Aren't you known as the Xia Clan's contemporary general? Can you turn the tide?"
Lin Xingchu was so angry that his whole body was shaking, his hand was holding the hilt of the sword, and his shoulders were shaking.
"Mr. Xingchu, don't be angered by him."
Luo Qingyi said lightly: "He just wants to anger you and let you rush forward to die. Once you die in battle, the morale of the army will be in chaos. By then, we will be defeated thousands of miles away, the hero's cemetery will be lost, and tens of millions of undead will be killed."
The army of strong men will raze the imperial capital Xingqi City to the ground like a wheel crushing a mantis' arm, and no one can stop them anymore."
"Ok, I know."
Lin Xingchu nodded lightly and said: "I just... I just hate that I am not strong enough..."
"Hahahaha~"
Yun Qiong waved his hand, the Book of Death flashed rapidly, and the bloody halo moved forward again, saying: "Come on, who will be the first resurrected Sword Master in the human race?"
"Oh my god..."
Luo Qingyi gritted his silver teeth: "You must not let Yun Qiong get close to the tomb of Sword Saint Lin Fan..."
"Lin...Lin Fan?"
I held the long sword, outputting the ghost-level boss in front of me, and adjusted the perspective to see. Sure enough, about 200 meters away from the cloud dome, a tomb of a strong swordsman appeared. In front of the tomb stood a huge
The stone sculpture, the owner of the statue is dressed in military armor, holding a long sword in his hand, with short hair, looking into the distance with clear eyes, with a cloak flying behind him, lifelike, full of heroic appearance, and why does his appearance look familiar?
"No way……"
Critical also noticed: "Yueheng Company is too daring to play, isn't it? They actually made Yueheng Heavenly King Lin Fan into an NPC Sword Master, and a failed Sword Master?"
"It should have been approved by Lin Fan."
I frowned and said, "mb, once Lin Fan is resurrected, we are really doomed. How can we stop hundreds of ghost-level bosses plus a super powerful sword master?"
Critical pursed his lips and smiled: "Damn, it's hard to come back, don't say bad words, you have no quality~"
…
"Swish, swish, swish"
The book of death flipped rapidly, and blood-red death symbols rose into the sky, and then fell into the tomb of the sword master. The blood-colored light penetrated into the ground little by little, making people feel an unusually terrifying feeling. The clouds had already
He began to resurrect the Sword Master, and murmured: "Sleeping King, wake up, use your peerless talent, use your ambition, destroy all the hypocrisy in this world!"
"Absolutely not!"
I suddenly gave up my boss and rushed over on horseback: "Interrupt Yun Qiong!"
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and activated the special skill of the Holy Dragon's Grip to capture the dragon!
In an instant, all the stunt points were drained, and at the same time, a shocking dragon roar erupted from the body. He opened his left hand, condensing the figure of a sacred golden dragon, and swallowed it suddenly. He opened his sharp claws and directly grabbed the thing in the air.
Yun Qiong yanked his left arm down hard, causing 200,000+ damage to Yun Qiong with a "bang", and at the same time, he was forcefully pulled in front of him from the air!
"you……"
He was shocked and had no idea that I had such a skill.
