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In the high-pitched and exciting BGM.

Under the watch of millions of people, the Dream Guild and the Gods Guild officially launched a large-scale battle with up to 6,000 people.

What does 6,000 people mean?

Even if you kill 100 people in a minute, that is, 1.6 people per second, it will take a full hour to kill them all.

In addition, the players in the elite group generally have thick blood and it is impossible for them to fall down at the first touch. Therefore, even if the players cannot be resurrected during the faction war, this battle will not end soon.

It's like a difficult tug-of-war game, which not only tests the team combat capabilities of both sides, but also tests the willpower of both sides.

Only by trying your best can you build up a slight advantage bit by bit.

And once someone in the team accidentally slips and makes a mistake, it may lead to a complete loss of the whole game.

You know, not everyone can be the commander of a large guild...

Take the Dream Guild as an example.

They have three thousand-man regiments in total. Even if a cup of muddy wine has eight eyes and four mouths, it is impossible to command three thousand-man regiments at the same time, so two deputy commanders are needed to keep an eye on the remaining two regiments.

Below the thousand-man regiment is the hundred-man regiment, which is divided into four 25-man regiments.

At the level of the 25-man regiment, it can be divided into five small teams.

Each small team has five people, commanded by a captain.

From this, we can see how much psychological pressure Yibei Zhuojiu and Feng Xiaoxiao are under at this moment...

"Everyone remind each other! Don't rush forward without thinking! Pay attention to whether there are teammates behind you to cover you!"

"If you are being focused on, shout it out loud! Don't keep your head down and say nothing!"

"If you are injured, you must withdraw as soon as possible! Fill up your blood before going up!"

"Did you see the guys hiding next to you and shooting cold arrows? Some ranged players, kill them immediately!"

"Team 8, what the hell are you running around for? Guard the waterwheel point for me! If no one comes, just stay there and watch! I will let you go up when you launch a general attack!"

Early before the war, both sides spent several hours arranging their troops.

But players are not soldiers after all, especially ordinary players who have not officially received the offer, so when the real fight starts, it is inevitable that players will not listen to orders and fight randomly.

Yibei Zhuojiu has a headache for this, but fortunately, the Gods Guild is not much better.

So after more than an hour of fighting, the casualty ratio of both sides remained within a barely acceptable range.

"Hold on! Push forward! Their second group collapsed! Push forward! Quick!"

However, this stalemate did not last long.

As the battle gradually became more intense, after the loss of personnel on both sides reached a certain level, the shortcomings of each team would be completely exposed, and the other side would find an opportunity to break through in one fell swoop.

This was not the first time that Bai Xiaosheng had explained such a large-scale battle.

Therefore, while he ordered the second group to push forward with a glass of turbid wine, he immediately saw that the left side of the Gods Guild could not hold on.

"Look, everyone! The second regiment of the Dream Guild is attacking the flank of the Lord God Guild!"

"I believe many military fans know what the flank means!"

"Once the flank is breached, it is equivalent to being stabbed in the waist by the opponent! This can be fatal!"

"Look! Feng Xiaoxiao has reacted! He is dispatching reinforcements! He wants to turn the flank into a forward to resist the attack of a glass of turbid wine!"

"Oh no, a glass of turbid wine should have seen through Feng Xiaoxiao's thoughts a long time ago, so the first and third regiments under his command are slowly approaching Feng Xiaoxiao's central position, trying to launch a fierce attack from the front to contain Feng Xiaoxiao!"

At this moment, there should be less than 3,000 troops left on both sides.

Once the flank of the Gods Guild is breached, it actually means that the situation is already decided, and no matter how hard Feng Xiaoxiao resists, it will be useless.

Feng Xiaoxiao obviously also understood the importance of the flank to his own army, so he would rather withdraw troops from the central army to block the attack of a cup of turbid wine.

Success or failure depends on this one move, and both sides are trying their best to completely defeat the other side, which leads to a sharp increase in casualties on both sides.

In less than half an hour, there were less than a thousand soldiers left on both sides, and the casualty rate was as high as 66%.

What does a 66% casualty rate mean?

If it were any army in the real world, it would have been defeated and surrendered long ago. Only game players who are not afraid of death can continue to maintain high morale under such a high casualty rate...

Just like the World Cup, seeing that the two sides are about to decide the winner, not only is Bai Xiaosheng's commentary speed getting faster and faster, but even the hearts of all the audience are hanging.

"Dear audience, please look! Daxia JiuThe largest player battle in the history of the state is about to be decided! "

"Tonight, we will witness the birth of a new history together!"

"The ultimate winner of this battle..."

"Is it the original dream, or the twilight of the gods?"

"Let's wait and see!"

Under the guidance of Bai Xiaosheng's highly inflammatory rhetoric, the number of people in the live broadcast room suddenly exceeded the five million mark.

But just when everyone was looking forward to witnessing the coronation of the new king with their own eyes...

Under the cover of the night, countless small boats set out from Cuiping Mountain, went down along the Qingshui River, and directly arrived at the brightly lit Qinghe Town...

"Who are you? !"

A villager discovered this group of uninvited guests at the first time.

But just when he was about to step forward to ask, a tall and burly figure suddenly blocked him.

"Get out of the way, I promised the military advisor not to kill today, don't force me to break the vow. ”

The players watching nearby thought it was an NPC following the plot, so they didn’t pay much attention at first.

Until they saw Lu Yuanba slap the villager away, some players couldn’t help but exclaimed:

“Everyone, come and see! Where did these NPCs come from? There are so many of them!”

“Are they the NPCs sent by the prefectural government to capture the Katori Cult? Why do I feel like they look ferocious and not like good people…”

“I just saw them coming from the ferry pier! They came by boat just like the Katori Cult.”

“Is it because Dream and the Gods are about to decide the winner, so is the plot starting? "

The players were still discussing.

As a result, Lu Yuanba took the lead and led dozens of minions straight to the bonfire where the villagers were.

His target was the rows of large boxes placed next to the bonfire.

The players did not recognize him, but the villagers of Qinghe Town did, so the villagers exclaimed on the spot: "Bandits... It's bandits! Run! Bandits are coming!"

At the same time.

A cup of turbid wine and Feng Xiaoxiao, who were still fighting fiercely around the flank, also received a system prompt at the same time-

[Important reminder: Please note that the "Black Wind Village" force has joined this force war as a third party. The winning and losing conditions have not changed. The final winner will receive all the funds raised by Katori in this prayer ceremony...]