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"Shh!"

"10, 9, 8, 7..."

Above the game interface, a huge countdown appeared.

The city battle will officially start in a few seconds!
Li Chengguo took a deep breath, suppressed the passion in his heart, and sent a private message to the vice president Taoist Da Xigua: "Next, the command of the city battle will be entrusted to you."

Big Watermelon is not only strong in combat, but also has a good understanding of the game and the various professions, so letting him command will be of great help in urban warfare.

Li Chengguo himself got off the mic and stood among the crowd.

After the city battle begins, he will fight bloody battles with his brothers in the guild!

……

And just half an hour ago.

Inside the dilapidated rental house.

Wang Ming stared at the computer screen while sucking on instant noodles.

Beside him, Li Yao was also staring at the assembled guild members on the screen with an excited expression on his face.

Wang Ming turned his head, glanced at Li Yao, smiled and said:

"Fortunately, you resigned from Prague the day before yesterday and joined our Temple of War God. If you are late, you will not be able to participate in this siege battle."

Li Yao nodded and said, "Indeed, but I don't dare to play games at home anymore, I always feel that my dad is acting weird recently.

Two days ago, when I was doing guild building tasks in the Prague guild, he saw me, but he scolded me severely. "

Wang Ming was taken aback: "Ah? I remember your father agreed to let you play "Legend"?"

Li Yao shook his head helplessly: "He agreed to let me play, but in those few nights, he always scolded me and called me a rebellious son... I don't understand. Hey, maybe my dad has been under too much pressure recently Bar."

At this time, Wang Ming saw that the president, Soul Fifteen, was online, so he quickly chatted with the president privately and asked him to speak to boost morale.

And the city battle was about to start, Li Yao and Wang Ming were both elites of the Temple of War God, so naturally they stopped chatting, put on their earphones, and began to listen to the speech of the guild leader, Soul Fifteen.

Soul Fifteen's impassioned speech immediately aroused everyone's emotions.

Listening to this speech, Wang Ming felt his heart beating and his face was filled with excitement.

And Li Yao at the side, listening to this speech, his expression became more and more strange.

It wasn't until Hun Shiwu finished speaking that he took off the earphones and said in a daze, "How do I feel...why does this voice sound so much like my dad's?"

Wang Ming was stunned: "What? Your father? How is it possible? You must have misheard."

In his impression, Soul Fifteen should be that kind of very fashionable and trendy middle-aged uncle, while Li Yao's father is more like the kind of middle-aged greasy boss with a big belly.

The two are completely irrelevant.

However, Li Yao fell into deep thought, thinking of the way his father Li Chengguo scolded him two days ago when he was at home and doing the task of building the Prague guild.

If his father was the president of the War God Temple Guild and he was in Prague, then it would be understandable for him to scold him.

But after a short thought, Li Yao slowly shook his head: "Well, I must have misheard, my dad...he should be negotiating business with a big company today, it is impossible for him to have time to play games."

Having said that, the topic stopped, and both of them turned their heads to look at the computer screen.

Because at this moment, a huge countdown appeared at the top of the screen!

"10, 9, 8..."

The countdown starts.

The city battle is about to start!
……

at the same time.

Pig Factory "Gate of Legends" department.

The few employees who were left behind for processing finished the final restoration work cursing.

They looked at the clock, it was already 59:[-]!

Immediately, Qi Shushu raised his head and said in unison: "Mr. Liu... seems to have left."

One person nodded and said, "I saw Mr. Liu left, and he left after six o'clock."

Upon hearing this, a bit of excitement appeared in the eyes of several people!

They took out their laptops, opened a game inside, quickly entered their account numbers, and logged in!

"legend"!
At this time, the national war of ten thousand people is about to start.

They are all members of the Prague guild. As soon as they entered the game, they saw a group of members in the guild chat group saying: "People who participated in the siege battle, come quickly, the position will soon be occupied by the group of the Temple of War." The dogs are done."

"Fuck, I was killed by a few dogs from the Temple of War just now! Did you start killing people before the siege battle started? Fuck!"

"Sand Sculpture, I came late, who can blame me, there is an area here that is the resurrection safe area, there were still many vacant positions before, but now they are all taken up."

"It seems that we have to stand farther away. The crowd in front of us is full of people. How can we kill them later?"

"It's okay, the president and the elite are at the front. In this siege, we will definitely defeat the dogs in the Temple of War!"

Several employees, who had just been teleported to Sabac City, looked at the people from various guilds in front of them, and suddenly scolded their mothers!
"Damn, it's so far away, how do you get into the city?"

"These birdmen probably came to this place in the afternoon to take up positions. The closer they are to the city wall, the more advantage they will have when attacking the city. We are too far away."

"Damn it, Mr. Liu is so stupid. He insists on making a big update. If we come in earlier, we can get a good position."

Several people were cursing, and suddenly saw a group of people from the Temple of War God in front of the left.

They also seemed to be a little late, and a group of people gathered around the outside.

Several people's eyes lit up, and they immediately saw hope.

"Fuck, let's rush up, kill the God of War dog over there, and take their place!"

"go!"

"rush!"

A group of people shouted and raised their weapons and rushed up!
When we first fought, we were still in a balance of power, and there were no deaths on both sides. There was a Taoist priest who added blood and treatment, and kept adding it.

But at the next moment, the crowd parted, and a soldier rushed out of it!
Carrying a golden big knife in his hand, he rushed up and raised the knife in his hand, and one of their brothers turned into a white light and died.

Everyone was startled and looked at the person's ID.

"Soul Fifteen!"

"Fuck! The president of the Temple of War God! Damn, why is he on the outside, run!"

"Quick retreat, this person b, before, one person could cut fifty!"

But it was still too late, Soul Fifteen rushed up, stabbed one at a time, just like harvesting leeks, within a few seconds, several people died completely.

……

At the same time, Chenghui Group.

There was a burst of warm cheers!
"Whoa! The president is awesome! Mr. Li is awesome!"

"Well done, Mr. Li!"

"These Prague dogs dare to come to trouble us and seek death!"

"Fuck, fuck! Brothers, go! Fuck these Prague dogs to death!!!!"

All the employees were cheering, but in the corner, there was a young employee in his early twenties with question marks all over his head.