Players Please Respect Yourself

Woooooo! A strange horn sounded.

Every Northlander knows the meaning of the horn sound, and each clan's horn sound is different.

Now the meaning of the sudden trumpet call is public - come to me!

The first reaction of the surviving Northlanders was to joke, they couldn't fight this battle and waited for it to end. Next, it should be a play of fifty steps laughing at a hundred steps. No, it should be not to outrun the enemy, but to outrun the teammates. By sacrificing warriors from other clans, they might be able to feed those monsters and let themselves run away.

However, when they turned their heads, what they saw was the [Snow Eagle Battle Flag], which has been passed down for three hundred years, and only the strongest shooters publicly recognized are eligible to raise it.

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Didn't it mean that the owner of this battle flag, the former patriarch Ashe, has fallen off the cliff and disappeared?

At this moment, the faces of all the remaining warriors in the Xueying clan were as if they were on fire.

Chief Ashe...she's back?

Most of the traitors who had advocated a tougher fight against the other clans were dead, some in previous conflicts, and many more in this war.

Whether it is the hawks who are leading the battle, or the doves who reunite after finding out that something is wrong, everyone has lost all their hearts. Who would have thought that Ashe would be stuck returning at this point?

No one expects Ashe to bring anything, but the more desperate the moment, the easier it is to give up dignity and turn a dead horse into a living horse doctor.

More than six clans on the battlefield immediately chose to move closer to Ashe's banner.

The hunter with super eyesight saw the perfect figure standing on the hill, combining beauty and stalwart.

The gust of wind mixed with flying snow rolled up a faint mist and spread over the hills. It made the existence around Ashe a little unreal.

But everyone can clearly see the [Ice Battle Qi] overflowing from Ashe's body with a mercury-like luster.

The pretty face has what every soldier on the battlefield does not have-confidence!

She is calm and unhurried...

This strange demeanor infected those hunters.

They spread word of mouth to their desperate compatriots like this: Ashe of the Xueying clan seems to have some cards!

Is it the hole card?

Let's have it.

Ashe was a little unconfident. She turned her head to face the players, and pointed her elegant and slender right index finger far away: Warriors of Atlantis, maybe there is a living hell ahead. I have nothing to do, I can only count on you. Can you fight hard to save my people?

Of course, Ashe did not forget to release the mission [Battle of the Countercurrent]!

[Ice Crusade ultimate mission (Battle of the Reverse Current) released: For the survival of the clan, Ashe pins all her hopes on everyone. She asks you to cover the retreat of the warriors of the major clans. The higher the degree of completion...]

Seeing the mission pop up, the players were all so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

[Chu Jiayun]: Of course!

This is the stable version.

[Long Tian Xingyue]: No problem, Double Twelve will be here soon. We are professionals in chopping hands and so on.

This is the sand sculpture version.

Are you also a professional in this? Aixi found that her three views had been refreshed again.

People are doing a good job of fighting against the evil spirits, it's nothing to do with chopping hands... But look, it seems that they are really chopping hands!

Go! Ashe pointed to the enemy in the distance. She couldn't bear it anymore.

Soon, a gray-brown wave appeared on the battlefield. They were galloping, carrying the momentum of thousands of troops.

They are extremely terrifying, with heads full of unimaginable spikes and long beards, and thick carapaces on their bodies. Compared with those hundred-handed monsters, there is no difference in feeling, at most these short bearded monsters will hold shields or something.

These new fighters will scare all the barbarians in the Northland!

They never expected that there was such an army waiting for the so-called way out.

For a moment, they were all stunned, and some even turned around and ran north on the spot.

It's a pity that the northern soldiers who are at the forefront have no choice at all.

War is so cruel, if there is no elite rear troops, the retreat will often turn into a very tragic defeat.

But the savages were horrified to find that this strange little army ignored them and passed them by.

The defeat of the Northern Allied Forces came to a standstill in an instant, and a gray-brown blade appeared on the battlefield. It swept across the vast land, cut obliquely into the white ocean of thousands of hands, and collided with it .

They... are here to help us? All the major clans were stunned.

Suddenly, on the hill where the Snow Eagle battle flag stood, a friendly call came, it was the barbaric language of the Beidi clan.

Don't stand still! Come here!

While Chief Ashe's sea warriors are blocking the opponent, all retreat here!

The figures wrapped in animal skins on the hills are far more friendly than fish and shrimp. The northern soldiers who had already been disrupted and lost their organizational system no longer hesitated, and rushed towards the hill.

Over there, is the only way of life.

And the guy who just went to the north also didn't look back. Perhaps they felt that returning to their clan territory was the real comfort. These guys from Shi Lezhi would never have thought that, with their army gone, why would they hold on to their territory.

These monsters with dozens or even hundreds of hands undoubtedly have a strong visual pollution ability. Most normal people don't even have the courage to stand in front of them when they see them.

Creatures like players have [Harmony Mode].

When the hideous face becomes a cube head like Minecraft, when the terrible white arm becomes a pixel wind arm composed of squares, the so-called fear ceases to exist.

[Eternal Time] shouted Double Twelve Huabei!, and rushed in with a pair of knives.

【Princess of Hell】: If you love me, please help me empty the shopping cart!

【Xu Wei is a confidant still presses the sword】: Excuse me, is it the [Delete All] kind of emptying?

The slogans of the players are, as always...unreliable!

Many players were devoured and killed by the multi-handed monster as soon as they met each other.

But the real elite found a way to break through one or two rounds of death.

[Knife Slashing the Nameless Ghost] A whirlwind chopped off four white arms, escaped a bloody mouth, and immediately shouted in the team voice: Where the monster has no arms, there is a mouth! On the contrary, the more arms, the safer!

How terrible is it to be wrapped by a dozen or twenty hands?

It's actually not that scary.

No matter how scary it is, it's not as scary as when three aunts and six wives ask you during the New Year, Have you found a partner?, Is there a six-figure year-end bonus?, Who is better than Xiao Ming next door? These soul tortures are real. heartbroken.

snort!

Compared with these 'whispers of the ancient gods', what kind of fart is Qianshou!

No matter how many hands you have, can you wipe them faster after going to the toilet?