The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

Although this method has lost its merits, it has to be said that the effect is very good.

Not every fighter is as proficient as Yuci, and they are very likely to die with the Mengxin mage when they go down.

But it can't stand the large number of players.

And they really like the crazy feeling.

"My gods...these warriors from the Winter Kingdom are so brave! What a great will to fight!"

The defenders of Karanli watched the players launch a fearless raid on the Carrion Bridge, and their eyes filled with despair and fear were filled with fighting spirit and brilliance.

The luxurious equipment worn by warrior players has basically been replaced with standard armor, as well as some leather armor that is more convenient for activities and increases agility.

They hugged the new mage player and jumped down the city wall screaming with excitement.

even.

Before jumping off the city wall, they will also bring down a few undead who are desperately rushing up the city wall.

After a while, there was a roar.

Wait a second or two, and usually a blood-stained warrior will return to the city wall leaning on the hook and lock, and after a short rest, he will jump down holding a new mage who has been waiting in line for a long time.

Of course, sometimes no one comes back.

The ruthless battlefield is a road of no return.

The defenders in Karanli didn't understand that these players had actually returned from the dead.

As more and more mages detonated their magic power cores, the bridge of flesh and blood was also destroyed. Even later, the bridge of flesh and blood was completely destroyed, but the old fighters still had no intention of stopping.

They directly threw the mage player down...

Standing on the city wall, Xi Wei couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw this scene.

In the past, it was warrior players who launched suicide attacks in the front and acted as cannon fodder, but now Feng Shui took turns, and it was finally the turn of mage players to give free money.

Time passed by minute by minute.

There are fewer and fewer undead on the city wall, while the number of players is increasing.

Occasionally, one or two undead hit the city wall, but they were not greeted by trembling human soldiers, but a group of Winter City players who were waiting for the K-head to get experience points...

That's right, the players disliked that the defenders in Karanli were too weak. Now only some veterans are still stationed on the city wall, and other human soldiers with weaker strength have been driven to do logistics work.

Even a large part of the soldiers could only stand with their eyes wide open on the side ladder of the city wall next to them.

Because the city wall was already crowded, there was no place for them to stay.

"Do you know what our Karanli soldiers lack the most?"

On the side ladder, a wounded veteran leaned against the wall, watching the players bravely carve up the undead while chatting with the childish young soldiers beside him.

"Yes, what is it?" The young soldier didn't know why.

Another cute new mage player jumped off the city wall, and with a loud bang, he ended his sinful life.

The veteran saw all this in his eyes, and his eyes were full of admiration and admiration.

"What we lack is the courage to face death, and the morale that will never dissipate because of fear! If they don't die, I think, I will become their follower, but unfortunately..."

The veteran looked lonely.

However, the next moment, a loud roar suddenly came from the ear.

"Damn it! It's so cool. Although I lost my experience when I died, I killed 12 zombies and directly raised two levels!"

I saw the mage player who had just committed suicide in the eyes of the veteran, howling and cursing, passing in front of the veteran, and rushing towards the city wall again...

"Get out of the way, I'm going to explode!"

"One library!"

"boom--!"

veteran:"……"

The recruit on one side stabbed the veteran on the shoulder, and asked with a puzzled face:

"Uncle, isn't that mage grandpa dead?"

"Yes... yes, I also remember that he died... it was blown to pieces..."

The veteran stared blankly at the direction of the city wall, where there was a gap the size of a human head, just enough to see the explosion of the mage player.

"Are those twins?"

"Impossible..." The old soldier shook his head.

"Twins can't be exactly the same..."

Before the two Calanli soldiers could react from their self-doubt, the mage player passed by again with excitement on his face.

"Hahahaha, Yiku!"

"boom--"

……

gradually.Fun Court

An unbelievable news begins to spread on the walls of Karanli.

That's what some of the defenders discovered.

The soldiers under King Winter's command can actually be resurrected like those undead.

At the beginning, many defenders of Kalanli sneered at this.

A person cannot be resurrected unless the gods come to him.

Until more and more faces that should have died dangled in front of them again, with the same excited expression and the same vulgar words.

After a Kalanli soldier bravely stepped forward to inquire and got affirmation, the news was finally accepted by all Kalanli defenders.

Soldiers of the Winter King can be resurrected!

Morale is so high that no one thinks the war is lost.

And the defenders in Karanli have also become attentive, they have nothing to help these undead warriors, they can only make some small contributions.

"This warrior, this is the ancestral sword of my family. It cuts iron like mud. It is for you to use. It must repel the undead!"

"Brother, this is the meatloaf my wife made this morning. I'm not willing to eat it. I'll eat it for you. Kill a few more undead..."

"Grandpa Master, do you need magic cores? I have quite a few here..."

The players who had been concentrating on fighting saw the actions of the Kalanli defenders, and their eyes suddenly lit up:

"Fuck! Master Long Sword! Thank you, big brother, I'll buy you a drink after the fight!"

"Bajibaji...It's really good, your wife's meatloaf is awesome! It would be great if there is water...Thank you brother, uh...But don't feed me, I can drink it by myself..."

"Magic core? Do you want money? No? Cough cough, how dare you...I mean, I need it very much..."

Players didn't expect that defending a city would yield unexpected gains. Usually, they would collect some blank equipment for backup. For example, when soldiers go down to deliver human bombs, they will wear them to avoid being instantly killed by the group of undead.

But these whiteboard equipment will be consumed gradually, and when the whiteboard equipment is used up, they will have to use more advanced equipment, which is undoubtedly a huge loss.

But now with the armor and weapons provided by the defenders of Kalanli City, the battles of the players have become unrestrained.

Before chopping with a sword, I would deliberately skip the hard skull of the undead, but now I don't need it, just use the sword as a hammer!

The same goes for mage players.

Usually, magic cores are used to exchange for various props. Now, magic cores are directly used to restore magic power four to one. High-level mage players release Pyroblast, and low-level magic players will directly explode on the city wall when their magic power is full.

As for the fact that the magic power in the magic core is too mixed, it will damage the source of the magic power...

There is no need to think about it that much.

Anyway, everything is refreshed once you die.

And the magic core doesn't need money, so you can do whatever you want, first defend the city and then talk about it.

Jie Jie Jie Jie, this plot ends tomorrow