Black Knight From Blue Star

“The archer is ready, shoot upward at the 14th mark, let go!”

Following Abner's roar, a thousand arrows were shot out, most of them were normal arrows, but there were many colorful magic arrows mixed in.

 This group of archers are all players, but their professions also have branches.

 For example, sniper bows, melee bows, magic bows, etc.!

 But no matter which branch of archer they are, on the battlefield, they can only serve as ordinary soldiers.

 This is a normal sight for players, even for Hardy.

 But for the general Babaka, it was different.

 His eyes moved along with the arrow rain, his face full of shock.

Are there actually professionals among these archers?

so many?

Babakar just counted roughly, there are at least fifty arrows with elemental colors.

How is this possible? Why are those professionals willing to be soldiers?

 Aren’t professionals supposed to be very unruly?

 Subsequently, he discovered something even more wrong.

That wave of arrows actually hit the demon clan’s position directly.

It's only a few hundred meters away, and it's about to hit the demon's face.

How can it be!

 How can a flexible person shoot so far?

Then he suddenly discovered that these more than a thousand archers were all pulling big bows.

 Similar to the long bow of Kaldor.

 Could it be that...these are all professionals?

As soon as this conjecture appeared, Babaka was shocked.

At this time, Abner shouted again: "All archers, move forward a hundred steps."

 The phalanx of archers next to them moved forward, and a hundred steps later, there was another wave of arrows.

At this time, a demon army and the enemy had collided with the 500 people rushing in front.

 The rain of arrows did not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, falling between them.

 In an instant, many people fell.

Of course, a similar number of demons also fell.

　　　Babakar’s eyebrows trembled when he saw it.

He now realized that the handsome young man in front of him was really ruthless.

 They even attack their own people.

 Aren't you afraid that the soldiers will rebel?

Babakar thought so and looked around, only to find that the soldiers around him did not show any anger.

 On the contrary, you can still see a touch of envy in their eyes.

 What the **** is this?

 The Babaka people are almost numb.

 Why is this army from France so weird?

Hardy didn't pay much attention. He looked ahead, looked at the battle loss ratio of both sides, and silently estimated the demon's combat power.

Abner's archer troops launched a second wave of arrow rain at this time.

Other players are looking forward to seeing the enemy and want to rush forward to kill the enemy.

They are not the first small-scale group to fight against the demons, but a full-scale legion.

Although the average level is lower than that of the previous large number of small groups of players, their battlefield coordination capabilities are much stronger than those of the previous player groups.

 A team of five hundred players is quite strong.

 Having been entangled with the demons at the front for a long time, half of the people were still alive and still fighting.

 Under normal circumstances, if the number of casualties in the army exceeds 20%, morale will collapse.

  But this common sense is not valid for players.

 After all, ‘immortal’ itself is counter-intuitive.

Seeing the troops at the front gradually disappearing, Babaka asked urgently: "Your Excellency Hadi, do you want to go up to support..."

 “No need.” Hardy shook his head.

At this moment, Abner’s voice sounded again.

 “shoot an arrow.”

 A wave of arrows shot past.

Whether they were humans or demons, many people fell again. At this time, the troops led by Ibuprofen were less than a hundred people.

 Surrounded by demons.

 They disappeared one by one into the black ‘tide’.

Babaka turned to look at Hadi with an angry look on his face: "Your Excellency Hadi, are you afraid of chilling the hearts of the soldiers by doing this?"

Hardy turned to look at him and smiled: "You misunderstood."

"Misunderstand?"

Babakar was a little confused.

At this time, the players who had died earlier ran out of the camp.

 They put on new equipment. After all, each player has two sets of France-style armor in their system backpack.

 This was sent to them by Hardy in advance.

Looking at these people, Babaka was surprised at first, and then his eyes widened: "Immortal people?"

Hardy nodded.

 “Hiss!”

Babakar inhaled the cold wind into his mouth. He wanted to ask how Hardy controlled these undead people.

 But there is no exit.

Not long after, all the players who died in the battle came back to life.

 They are all still in a weak state at this time, and their combat effectiveness has dropped a lot.

 Ibuprofen came running over.

Hadi looked at him and smiled: "Thank you for your hard work, how do you feel?"

 “It’s very strong.” Ibuprofen said with a shocked look on his face: “It’s an eye-opener.”

 That is indeed the case.

 The fighting style of the demon world is very different from that of humans.

  For players who like PK, it is indeed a rare enjoyment.

Hadi smiled and asked: "What is your battle loss ratio?"

 “Wait a minute, let me count them.”

With that said, Ibuprofen asked everyone in the group channel to report their kill numbers.

 After calculating it, he said: "It's about 10:15."

 “Who is 10?” Hardy asked.

Ibuprofen smiled proudly: "We."

In other words, they killed about 750 demons.

Hardy squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then turned to face Babaka and said: "I still have an army at the rear. It is estimated that they will come up in half an hour. I will launch a counterattack by then. If you believe me, please Charge with us."

Babakar was stunned: "Charge, how dare you?"

Hadi did not answer Babaka. At this time, Tiao Tiao came over from the side and placed a drawing in front of Hadi: "Your Excellency, this is what you want."

Hardy took it over and looked at it. It was a topographic map drawn in white.

 Now it’s very precise.

Hadi looked at the map, pointed to a point, and said: "Tiao Tiao, lead people to guard this position at the rear. There is a pass there. Although it is very narrow, I am afraid that enemies will come in from there."

Babaka also saw where Hardy was pointing. He frowned and said: "There is a very wide canyon in front of it, and it is also a wind channel. The violent cold wind can blow away everything, even flying creatures. It’s impossible to fly from there.”

But Hardy said: "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of one thing."

Tiao Tiao naturally listened to Hadi. She nodded and left with her one thousand troops.

Not long after Tiao Tiao left, an army of more than 30,000 ordinary people from behind finally came over.

Rogge asked everyone to camp on the spot and then come over to report to Hadi.

“Roger, go tell all the soldiers that we will launch an attack in four hours. In those four hours, they must make all preparations.”

Hearing Hardy's words, Rogge turned and left.

Babaka said anxiously: "Sir Hardy, do you really want to fight out? This is too risky." (End of Chapter)