Players Please Respect Yourself

Chapter 184 Molotov Cocktail (7 more)

[Di Kunming] Haha laughed: There are so many bones on the opposite side! Erha, add another meal!

After all, he threw a bone high.

I saw a husky dog ​​who didn't understand what happened and only had bones in his eyes jumped up high, grabbed the bone in one bite, and just landed on the arrow stack on the wall, he couldn't wait to gnaw the bone.

Hahahaha! The players immediately let out loud laughter.

The elder sister of the paladin, Jia Ludi, was dumbfounded, and her three views were almost overturned.

These murlocs, who were probably human beings, took the risk to save her, so how dare they go to war with the Scorpion King without the consent of their superiors?

Are they not afraid of being punished by their superiors?

Even if you are not afraid.

There are at least a few thousand skeletons in the sea of ​​bones in front of us. Without reinforcements, no one can survive!

At this time, the dark elf she had seen came up and said lightly: For them, this is just a game. But you don't have to worry too much. They are not weak, and they will find trouble soon... Uh, there are reinforcements.

The corpse witch on the opposite side couldn't understand what the player was yelling, but from the uniform spitting movements of the player, he clearly knew the opponent's attitude.

Not to mention losing bones, that would definitely be a humiliation to all undead.

No matter how rich the emotions were in life, they will become indifferent after becoming undead. Only a very small number of strong emotions before death will be imprinted into the soul, or come from the will of the lord.

What it can feel most is the lord's anger towards the living!

But it chose to wait quietly.

Time is running out for the living.

Above the head, the still bright sunlight was rapidly receding, as if the night had been withdrawn by the hand of a god.

There is no brilliant galaxy, only a dark night like ink!

This is the 'time' of the undead!

The wind in the desert became wild.

The wind that swept across the battlefield, mixed with large grains of sand, rolled in cracklingly, making the players at the post unable to open their eyes.

When the players came back to their senses, in the camp of the undead, one after another with human skulls as the core and decorated with gold flags suddenly raised high one after another.

The night wind blew through the skull, making a ghostly and terrifying humming sound.

In the blink of an eye, there was already a sea of ​​banners.

The other side actually increased their troops silently?

The airflow rolled the gravel, like a dust storm, sweeping across the entire battlefield one after another.

The players were shocked to find that the originally ten-meter-high wall had lost a full meter at some point, because the dust that rushed over had buried the base of the wall.

The skeleton soldiers raised their heads.

In their soul-flaming eyes, the tall outline of the outpost was reflected, but in the depths of the ghostly fire, there was a trace of doubt why there were only a dozen 'people' in an enemy outpost?

Idiot! Those fish and shrimp are puppets of the enemy! So they have no soul! Lich yelled, Keep attacking!

Hundreds of skeleton shooters began to gather.

They are obviously bones, but they use strange red bandages to fix the few dry hairs on their dry skulls.

Without trying to hide it, they wore ornate brass shawls studded with ornate gemstones, and brass rings bound their legbones.

This extremely coquettish operation makes them clearly visible even at night.

After gathering together, the skeleton archer raised his unexpectedly well-maintained longbow and bent it to shoot an arrow.

A mass of black light rose from fifty meters away, reflected in the depths of Jialudi's pupils.

The cloud of arrows that rose higher and flew farther with the help of the wind, seemed to be a swarm of locusts that struck from the distant sky, drawing a long parabola, from far to near, and finally poured down on the city wall in the form of heavy rain .

Arrow attack! Jia Ludi subconsciously called out.

After yelling, she realized the language barrier when she saw some merpeople standing there stupidly.

It was too late, she subconsciously shrank her body behind the arrow stack.

He watched helplessly as the rain of arrows washed the city.

Dang Dang Dang! The copper arrow shot on the granite, making a clanging sound.

Right in her line of sight, a foolish lobster man hit at least thirty arrows. The seemingly thick natural shrimp shell failed to keep it alive.

This guy was lifted up by the impact of n arrows, thrown into the air, and together with a lot of unlucky companions, he fell like a dumpling to the inside of the guard post's wall.

Huh? Seeing this scene, the Lich couldn't help laughing contemptuously.

Jialudi on the city wall felt his scalp go numb. Of course she was grateful to these weird 'human beings' for saving her life. It can be seen that the other party just died because of lack of the most basic military literacy. Her heart is very uncomfortable.

A scene that surprised her happened at this moment.

In the small oasis in the middle of the outpost, there was a continuous light suddenly.

From her angle, she could just see a group of murlocs crawling out of the pool, all cursing. Instead of scurrying around like blind flies, they ran towards their designated targets. He took the things of the dead companion and immediately ran up the city wall.

She counted, how many people died, and how many people made up for it.

The shrimp people on the city wall laughed even more.

[Du Ah Silly]: Brother, you don't need to talk. I also know that you were a hero until you took an arrow in the knee. Hahaha

This player who just happened to be called [Arrow in the Knee] was very depressed: Fuck! I was shot all over my body! I forgot to turn off the pain. Fortunately, I only opened it to 30%, and the pain just now made my heart fly out. I put it down. Be sure to check after the thread to see if there are any holes in your body.

Fart! You've been stabbed through, you're not dead? Can you still chat with me?

Here, someone asked the captain [You Qin の Si Wang]: Shall we fight back?

[You Qin の 思忘] rolled a blank look at the cute new player: How to fight back? Shoot him with an arrow? Don't be ridiculous, even if you see it, can you shoot it for you? Wait for the enemy to approach, and then prepare a cocktail!

Jia Ludi only saw this group of fish and shrimps, and while smirking badly, he handed out a bunch of wine bottles, and couldn't help but ask the dark elf, What are they doing?

I don't know, they always come up with a bunch of weird things. Some are very effective, and some are beyond my imagination.

The players prepared, of course, the famous Molotov cocktail.

In this kind of game with a high degree of freedom, how can players not use their genius-like (self-confessed) imagination?

You can use missiles to blast the enemy's dog's head from 800 kilometers away, and you will never pull it to 800 meters to play headshots.

Those who can nuclear peace will definitely not fight melee with you.

Some people threw bladder biogas bombs before, and some people also prepared incendiary bombs.

If I can't find saltpeter and gunpowder, I can't even find grease, can I?

Squeeze lard, squeeze animal oil, right?

When nearly a thousand skeleton soldiers approached the wall and sentry tower, what were thrown out of them were swirling wine bottles with ignition strips stuck in their mouths.

As soon as it landed, there was a clear cracking sound, and it was a fire all over the place!

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