"You don't have to worry about Lu Li being difficult to deal with," Meng Hui Shisan said angrily: "Should we just deal with him if he's not easy to deal with? Or should we just admit defeat and lose all the gold coins we bid for?"
"I didn't say that, why bother me," Eleventh Young Master muttered.
"Are you scared?" Menghui Shisan looked over sideways.
"Am I afraid?" Young Master Eleven pointed at his nose and shouted in disbelief.
Menghui Shisan nodded solemnly.
"I'm afraid of your sister," Young Master Eleven said angrily, "I'm just afraid that you underestimate the enemy. Although I've been killed every time I met Lu Li, do you see that I'm afraid of him? I must kill him today."
Killed."
"It's necessary!" Meng Hui Shisan felt that his pre-war mobilization was very successful.
So, the two sides entered the fortress map and started fighting.
At this time, the Ashenvale Fortress was already a majestic city. After all, it was reinforced in various ways by professional players of the Sword of Judgment every day.
Stronger than Darkshore.
What's more, the lush vegetation around may turn into countless small tree people to participate in the battle in the next moment. Thinking of the descriptions of the participants last time, some of them were already trembling.
Like a quail.
This is a game, they are not afraid of death, what they are afraid of is the overwhelming fear that surges up and buries you.
There is a disease in this world called trypophobia.
The arrow tower is easy to knock down, and the city wall can actually collapse if there is no one to defend it. Unfortunately, it is impossible for the fortress wall to be undefended.
The arrow towers were indeed undefended, so the Dawn Wings men easily knocked down the two groups of arrow towers.
"Why don't they guard the arrow tower? In fact, the damage of the arrow tower is quite high," asked a Wings of Dawn player controlling a tank.
"Because they are more confident and disdain to use such time-delaying tactics," Menghui Shisan sighed. This is actually a kind of contempt in itself. No one likes to be looked down upon. Menghui Shisan will also be angry in his heart, but he is more
Mostly ashamed.
Although he has never lost confidence, he also understands that there is a gap between himself and the Sword of Judgment, especially on this offensive and defensive battlefield.
"I heard that the selection of people will not be as demanding as it is now, and there will be fewer tanks on the defensive side. It will be easier to attack the fortress in the future," Young Master Eleven is relatively well-informed. After all, he is also a high-end player. They
This circle likes to share information - or some people can't help but pretend to know a lot.
"It's a pity that it's not now," Meng Hui Shisan sighed.
They came to the city.
The people below raised their heads and looked upward, as if they wanted to see a flower.
A head poked out from the roof, as beautiful as a flower.
"You guys are so slow," Piao Ling said with disgust, "Why is it your club this time? It's not interesting at all!"
The look in his eyes was so hurtful that Young Master Eleven and Meng Hui Thirteen almost rushed to take his turn.
"If you have the guts, come out and let's fight. If you win a few games, you won't know what your last name is?"
"Why should I go out to fight with you? Come in if you can. By the way, my surname is Liu. I remember it clearly." Piao Ling was still very proud, as if remembering his own surname was a great thing.
"Liu Jinzhu..." The Eleventh Young Master grinned, raised his head and smiled: "My elementary school classmate is called Liu Tiezhu. You are Jin Zhu, and you are better-looking than him."
"Your sister!" Piao Ling was stunned for a moment, and then shouted angrily: "Kill him, kill them for me."
"Do you think he will jump out of anger?" Meng Hui Shisan felt very relieved. He hated people like Piao Ling the most. It was such a waste for a man who is so good-looking to not stir up trouble.
"I hope he will jump down. I will definitely pull off all the equipment on his body." Young Master Eleven looked at him jumping up and down on the roof of the building and displaying all kinds of swear words. He was really a little angry. Why?
Such a good-looking person could be so rude and curse so unpleasantly.
So he also started to insult me in various ways.
Meng Hui Thirteen saw that his cousins were a bit weak in combat, so he also joined in.
"Thirteenth Young Master, are we here to attack the city, or are we here to scold people? You three really look like shrews," someone at Wings of Dawn finally couldn't stand it any longer.
"Uh," Young Master Eleven and Menghui Thirteen looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed.
To be so irritated by this kid Piao Ling, I can only say that Piao Ling is so hateful that anyone would want to kill him.
Just imagine, if the girl you like, or simply your girlfriend or daughter-in-law, becomes crazy when she sees this guy, and the screen saver on your phone is full of pictures of this guy, who wouldn't want her to die.
"Hey, why don't you stop scolding, are you tired?" Piao Ling cursed a few more times on the wall, and was surprised that he didn't get a response.
"Start attacking the city," Meng Hui Shisan waved his hand, and various artillery shells began to fly towards him - the reason why they were aimed at him was because he hoped to kill this guy in case of emergency.
"I guess you will continue to curse soon," Piao Ling raised his shield and waved his hand with a smile: "Children, kill them for me!"
Suddenly, a shadow enveloped the heads of Dawnwing and others.
Young Master Eleven raised his head in fear, just in time to see the skill coming towards him. He looked around again and almost shouted.
They've been surrounded!
"Wucao, you are so evil, you actually cheated," Meng Hui Shisan also reacted.
Nonsense, I have all the skills thrown at me, how could I not react?
"Hey, that's right, let's continue." Such a handsome and beautiful person likes to quarrel with others, so he is the only one, but no one can pay attention to him at this moment.
There is only one floating on the wall of the Sword of Judgment, and the others are ambushing below the city.
While they were fighting each other, Lu Li and his men came up from both sides and made a sudden attack, catching Dawn Wings off guard.
There were almost the same number of people on both sides. One was premeditated, and the other was caught off guard. Moreover, the people of Wings of Dawn had to protect their chariot, and their combat effectiveness was further reduced. They had no choice but to let some people protect the chariot and retreat first.
Another group of people clung to hold off the pursuers.
Piao Ling continued to shout on the city wall.
"They drove off, stop them, stop them!"
Those who drove ran faster, and those who stayed behind were more selfless.
Don't let the chariot be smashed, because once the chariot is destroyed, there will be no hope.
However, if you look at it from Piao Ling's point of view, you will find that in fact no one from the Sword of Judgment actually smashes the car. They usually work in a team of three people and attack a target crazily, so that they can quickly destroy the car.
Most of the people who remained were killed.
By the time the remaining people felt that their tanks had withdrawn to a safe distance, the Sword of Judgment had killed more than thirty people from Dawn Wings.
In fact, the goal of the Sword of Judgment has always been to kill people and explode equipment, and attacking tanks has never been the goal.
