Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

When large-scale battlefield activities are open, players will be sent directly to the nearest resurrection point without waiting for half an hour to go offline.

The players retreated after launching the first wave of attacks, and they were not busy dividing up the loot... but waiting for the comrades who had hung up to come back to the team.

The big group waited for about ten minutes, and the teammates who ran away had arrived. The players naturally launched the next round of attack-this is not a tactical arrangement, but a matter of the players' game habits.

This kind of natural game habit has become a shameless harassment tactic in the eyes of the player's opponent...

"Kill them! Be sure to kill them!"

The heavy armored cavalry formation that had been teased for a while, and the light cavalry formation that had lost more than a dozen comrades in arms were all on fire.

The front-line officers who were attacked and ransacked in public were even more angry. When they saw the undead, they immediately lined up their troops and lined up the heavy armored cavalry that the undead were most afraid of.

The still disorganized and disorderly undead army rushed within a kilometer of the camp, and Lionel's light cavalry rushed out aggressively, relying on the sprint speed and high mobility not inferior to the players Sex, to disperse the undead who are trying to get together one by one.

There is no advantage in numbers, and the players in the heavy armored cavalry position like a steel city wall can't go up to the front at all; the light cavalry that gathers and charges repeatedly is so explosive that the cavalry players can't stand up; hundreds of people are still dead. To be able to establish the results of the battle, the entropy of taking the command power does not increase and the brilliant pen makes flowers have to swipe the screen and call for retreat in the team at the same time.

Pulled the monsters away, and hid all the members back in the valley where the loot was kept for the prisoners. I took medicine and pinched my thigh regretfully: "The AI ​​of the monsters in this game is too high, and the same trick can't be used a second time."

"It's definitely not possible to fight head-on." Entropy did not increase, "Well, let's change the routine and draw out an elite group. Before the fight starts later, the elite group will go around in a big circle. The elite group is in place and the big group goes to the front. To contain the cavalry, the elite group saw the opportunity and found a way to sneak into the enemy camp behind. I have observed that the camp is quite simple, and you can rush in directly by cutting one or two logs from the fence."

"I think it's feasible." Miaobi Shenghua nodded and said, "If there is time, the elite group should tie up one or two officer NPCs. The exchange value of such officer NPCs is no worse than rare materials."

Give me medicine, I like this special operation mode, patted my chest and said: "Yes, then I—"

"Brother Lahong, come and bring this elite group." Miaobi Shenghua cut off the topic of taking medicine, "You have three undead horses, which just happened to be used to carry the prisoners."

"No problem, leave it to me." Lahongo said happily.

It's a little uncomfortable to give me medicine, but this kind of large-scale event with full-server players participating, the more commanding the party, the more important it is to have a bowl of water. Otherwise, the team will not be able to lead if the hearts of the people are scattered.

While waiting for the dead teammates to run back to gather, a group of players carefully discussed the tactics for a long time, planning clearly from which direction the elite group would sneak in and from which direction to retreat, squatting on the sidelines to listen Zhao Zhenzhen just didn't interrupt her...

About 15 minutes later, all the players who ran away arrived, and the undead army launched an attack on Lionel's army for the third time.

The bad start was that the elite group was discovered by Lionel's scouts (actually discovered by the eyes of the mage) before they were in place.

Zhao Zhenzhen, who was mixed in with the big group of players, saw that Brother Lahong, who led the elite group, was exposing in the team channel, and thought that the operation would be cancelled, but never expected... These people dragged the enemy scout team around in a big circle, Knowing that his home had been exposed, he ran back to the scheduled ambush location.

Surprised by this operation, Zhao Zhenzhen put her head in her hands.

When the large player group is in the cavalry position, Lionel's commander sends out the infantry battalion to deal with the elite group.

Then, the elite team led by Brother Lahong played a show operation, which made Lionel's commander and Zhao Zhenzhen on the player's side feel numb - these guys just ignored the reality they had exposed and dragged Scouting the tail, carrying the interception of the infantry phalanx, and continuing the "sneak" operation with a firm head...

Zhao Zhenzhen was numb, really, she never dreamed that this group of common people could criticize so madly.

In the big group, she watched the elite group's team list drop rapidly, and the death rate was extremely high; but neither the players in the big group nor the players in the elite group took the downsizing seriously , Brother Lahong, who led the elite group, kept frantically reporting the progress of the "infiltration" in the team channel.

Zhao Zhenzhen, who was in the big group, had a numb face, it's alright...just as long as you are happy.

Even Zhao Zhenzhen didn't expect the players to be so stubborn, and Lionel's commander was even more unexpected.

2000 heavy armored infantry are enough to flatten any small castle. It stands to reason that it is not a big problem to defeat hundreds of undead; Gecko Tactics - Constantly sacrificing the "tail" to drag the heavy armored infantry, while the others rushed into the camp with simple fortifications regardless of their care.

The 500-strong elite regiment "sacrificed" [-]% of its teammates. The elite regiment relied on the last few dozen people to break through the opponent's line of defense and kidnapped two lieutenant officers and an overly equipped man. sergeant.

In front of thousands of grief-stricken and desperate heavy armored infantry, the last dozens of undead voluntarily "sacrificed" most of them as gecko tails to fight for escape space for their teammates; , leading the dead horse, and fled in public.

The elite group succeeded, and the big group continued to make breakthroughs at designated points to respond to operations. After "sacrificing" hundreds of players, they took over the remnants of the elite group, and collectively shouted...

In this wave of battle, thousands of players were killed. The only result of the battle was to capture three enemy non-commissioned officers and more than 20 light armored cavalry. A few outrageous players even brought back their horses.

No one can accept such a tragic battle loss ratio on the body of a normal commander, but... the players not only didn't feel that something was wrong, but were very happy - anyway, the only price for being killed in battle is to run for a few more minutes, Even if some unlucky equipment is not tied tightly, and one or two pieces of equipment are lost after hanging up, it is not worth mentioning compared with the capture.

Seeing the players happily discussing the results of the battle, Zhao Zhenzhen had the urge to forcibly log off to calm down.

This kind of great sacrifice also drags away the fearless spirit of the enemy's front-line non-commissioned officers. If it is called a feat on one's own side, it will be called a thriller on the opponent's side.

You must know that a non-commissioned officer is not the same as a soldier. Even a non-commissioned officer at the rank of sergeant or lieutenant must be an elite soldier at the grassroots level, or have a good family background.

In a battle of this scale, dozens of hundreds of commanders died without blinking their eyes; but during the battle, the enemy rushed to their camp and kidnapped two lieutenants and a sergeant face to face. It made Lionel's officers' scalps explode.

Another 15 minutes later, when the players attacked for the fourth time, they saw a Faye NPC flying towards the enemy camp from afar...

"Damn, there is a big boss! It's still a legal system!"

Miaobi was startled, and hastily changed his strategy before the battle: "Pay attention to the sky, this wave of bosses is dispatched on the opposite side! Give up grouping and rushing, all disperse!"

Players haven't fought against legal bosses so far, but at least they have seen old Yang Xiu's operations - the range magic of this faction boss can instantly pave a loess road, if it is replaced with attack magic, how many players in the group will die? How many.

Players charging from the same direction immediately spread out, rushing in all directions in a way that is difficult for anyone to find a pattern like a goddess scattering flowers...

"Go around, go around and hit the back!"

"Don't come from the direction of six o'clock, it's too dense! Spread out and don't lure the boss over!"

"RNM don't run towards me! I'm fucking the boss!!"

The caster who volunteered to fight was a wind mage.

Wind casters can control the airflow, air temperature, and wind pressure. They can easily make themselves float or fly at high speed, and they can also create powerful storms with high destructive power in a short period of time. They can be called high-altitude storms on the battlefield. fort.

But...just like Yang Qiu didn't dare to use large-scale magic unrestrainedly before he got the player anchor point, this high-level wind mage couldn't throw a storm all over the field, unless he was willing to wait for death after enjoying it.

With the mental power reserve of a high-level caster, he can throw up to four or five medium-sized storms within a radius of 20 meters at a time, or a large storm within a radius of [-] meters.

Before he could fly high enough, the undead scattered like grains of salt on the ground, which made him very embarrassed...

In desperation, the wind spellcaster could only select undead elites who looked like they had a certain status (the equipment was more gorgeous) from the air, and released the wind blades to kill them one by one.

Yang Ying led her team of relatives and friends around a huge circle trying to bypass the heavy armored cavalry phalanx. Their team had no knights and no milk (Mage's entropy did not increase as the commander), and they were all warriors and walkers. Sorry, if you don't have activities with the big group, you can only try to find soft persimmons.

When she was coquettishly moving around and trying to get close to the light cavalry, the girl Jia Luo suddenly raised her head and yelled on the spot: "Why did I rely on the boss to come to our side?!"

"Spread out more, spread out more!" Yang Ying yelled hastily.

"It's already very scattered? What's the matter with this boss?" Tang Jia ran nervously while looking back. She just saw with her own eyes that Qin Guan, who was dressed in top-quality equipment, killed the boss with a single move. It means to challenge this BOSS.

No matter how fast the players are, they are not as fast as the flying magic boss. The boss who flies around quickly catches up with these girls, and with a flick of his hand, a half-arc wind blade is thrown towards Jia Luo over here.

"My old lady ran away twice—eh?" Jia Luo subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face, thinking he was going to die, and realized something was wrong after he finished yelling.

The owner of the orange cat, about three meters away from Jia Luo, turned into white light under Jia Luo's eyelids.

The wind caster who killed Boss Orange Cat flew away without looking back, continuing to look for the next valuable target to kill.

Jia Luo, Tang Jia, Yang Ying, and the girls stared blankly at the flying away boss, and then at the place where the orange cat boss was standing.

"The orange cat looks particularly ironic?" Tang Jia asked in confusion.

Yang Ying tilted her head in confusion, while Girl Jialuo shrugged and spread her hands.

The owner of the orange cat came to participate in this kind of large-scale event, basically to paddle the water for a salary, and no one would have more demands on him, as long as he can keep up with the big group and not fall behind.

The BOSS specially flew over to kill him, which is too puzzling for the players...

"It doesn't matter, keep going!" Yang Ying saw a group of light cavalry approaching them, her eyes lit up, she raised her weapon and charged.

The participation of wind casters in the battle makes it impossible for players to play tactics together, but it does not mean that players cannot continue to display their combat effectiveness. After all, there is only one big BOSS who can count on each other, and it is impossible to kill all players one by one. How long to wait.

Players who are scattered into small teams are even more harmful to a certain extent - because the players have more contact with the extremely simple fortification camp of Lionel's army.

Three minutes after the start of the battle, dozens of player teams bypassed the frontal battlefield and rushed towards the fence of the camp with joy.

Five minutes later, a dozen teams of players who were lucky and did not encounter effective resistance invaded the camp from multiple directions.

The lucky players who invaded the enemy's camp will fall like a little mouse falling into a rice bowl... All valuable items and equipment can be snatched, and there is no pop-up warning at all!

Even if there are a lot of infantry NPCs in the camp trying to stop them, it doesn't matter!Those infantrymen can't run as fast as them!

In the big camp, His Royal Highness, the prince, who was sitting in the middle, was about to go crazy. Only one caster and a few guards were left to protect his personal safety, and the rest were all sent out to drive away the undead—then they would be kidnapped by the undead. Officer, there is no morale on my side!

When His Royal Highness was in a state of desperation, the players in the big camp, relying on their speed and leading a string of "tails" for a walk, discovered him.

Seeing a special NPC, it is a standard quality for players to give identification skills at will.

Seeing the information scanned by the identification technique, the players who had snatched something and were being chased and intercepted by a large group of infantry were almost crazy with excitement: "My day—?! Epic equipment??"

His Royal Highness, who saw the undead alive and kicking in his camp with his own eyes, was almost mad: "Kill them for me!!"

Compared with the bustling Lionel army camp, the battle field at this time was a little empty and lonely.

Colonel Franklin Victor of the Rhine Kingdom, who was employed by the Otis family, brought the army to the battlefield. While directing officers at all levels to line up, he looked in the direction of Lionel's camp in confusion; Be careful, pay attention to your rear.

Every once in a while, different numbers of undead would come running from behind their houses, ignoring their own army in the formation, and running intently towards Lionel's camp.

In less than an hour, Colonel Victor discovered that there were at least a few thousand undead running up from the rear and then running to the front one after another... which had exceeded the total number of undead hired by the Otis family.

Colonel Victor had already learned from Miss Phoenix that the undead of Tarantan were immortal.

In other words, these undead have been killed more than one round...

This made Colonel Victor very puzzled. It is impossible for the undead mercenaries with a number of less than [-] to deal with Lionel's army alone. Why do they insist on leaving their friendly troops and doing it alone?

What made Colonel Victor even more puzzled was that the time for the battle was approaching, and Lionel's army hadn't yet brought the army over to prepare for the battle.

"What's going on over there?" Colonel Victor frowned and looked towards the east, "No matter how many times you kill the undead, it is impossible for them to win this battle. It is meaningless to entangle with them, even for such a simple reason Got it, Lionel's commander lost his mind?"