expedition.
30,000 players in the City of Dawn decided to follow William to the battlefield.
Of the remaining 20,000 players, some of them are nostalgic for the activity of killing orcs, and many of them just like to stay in Dawn City, watching the young ladies and the like, and it’s useless whether the main line is not the main line...
And William also issued main tasks to deal with players based on the tasks he received.
[Dawn’s War: In this war without justice and evil, we, as the Dawn Mercenary Group, will assist the Black Rock Principality in attacking the Iron Principality.
The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, go to the battlefield to fight for our interests and conquer the Iron Principality within a year.]
[Task level: S-]
[Task introduction: War is not about giving away people's lives. If NPC kills you, you will level up!]
[Output rewards: There are rich rewards for the top 1000, and the first place can get a mid-level epic weapon]
[Experience reward: rewarded once a day based on the output list]
[Contribution point reward: rewarded once a day based on the output list]
[Employment reward: During the war, each person can receive 8 silver coins]
[Mission failed: final reward reduced by 50%]
“The main mission of [Gods] is very long, and there are phased experience rewards every day (game days), as well as contribution point rewards, so that players can upgrade their level at all times, and contribute points to redeem equipment and equipment, etc.
The main quests in the Principality of Steel are similar to mine, and there are output rewards, but just a dark gold weapon is too expensive, especially the contribution points are not that valuable. "
Of course William will not forget the camp favorability, but these things are included in the final reward.
As for friendship
Please throw money at me!
The expeditionary force on the grassland is like a long black dragon.
The players looked around. This was also their first safe trip. Otherwise, they could only follow the caravan to the human principality.
A player glanced at the traces on the river and couldn't help but said bitterly: "These little fishmen are so damned. They ran away when they saw there were so many of us."
"I have to say that I have a desire to destroy the little fish people with a thousand troops. Unfortunately, a boss as high-end and classy as His Highness should have no interest in bullying the little fish people."
Other players agreed sympathetically.
On the grassland below Dawn City, there are many tribes, races, monsters, wild beasts, etc. They often come out to do tasks. Other enemy players are not afraid of them, but they are afraid of the little murlocs.
Whether it is an individual player, a dozen team players, or even some small teams, as long as something feels wrong, they can only run away, otherwise thousands of small murlocs suddenly rush out in darkness, and they can only give themselves a cool song. cold.
After all, too many players have died under the fork of the little murloc.
William could hear the players talking, and he wanted to say that one year later, the bodies of Mengxin who died under the fork of the little murloc would be able to circle the southeast corner area twice.
… … …
The Rhine River Bridge is 235 meters long and 24 meters wide. It has been broken three times. The last time it was built during peacetime 40 years ago was to facilitate commercial exchanges between the two countries.
But during the war, this is a crucial level.
Since the Black Rock Principality took control of the Rhine River Bridge, it quickly invested a lot of manpower and material resources to build fortifications on the opposite side of the bridge.
It's not that the Iron Principality can't cross the river by boat from a narrower location, but just pulling over some people will have no effect on attacking the Black Rock Fortress.
Every few hundred meters along the river, the two countries have a small team of five scouts monitoring the movements of the river bank. The scouts on both sides of the river bank can easily see each other, sit down to rest together, sit down to eat together, and even drink water instead of wine. , a toast to the enemy opposite.
But when they actually met, what they held in their hands was not a wine glass, but a sword.
The scouts who can be placed here now don't have to worry about being bribed. They are all noble children with families and businesses. It is absolutely impossible for the enemy to build a pontoon bridge.
When William led 20,000 families here, Lautner and others also brought 40,000 players from the Black Rock Principality to join them.
The entire army of 60,000 players did not have a frightening momentum, but only gave people a bloated appearance.
certainly,
In addition to the Shuguang mercenary group, there will naturally be some mercenary groups composed of NPCs. More than thirty mercenary groups together have more than 8,000 people. The two parties are sizing each other up, but they have not gotten together.
At this time, four simple black rock towers have been built on both sides of the bridge across the river, and some magicians are constantly enchanting them.
A thousand meters away on the opposite side of the river, there were 50,000 slaves building a wall against deadly arrows, but what they endured was relatively small, because there were four legions in front of the slaves, interfering with the enemy and blocking damage. .
There are also 2 legions on each side to prevent the Steel Principality from sneak attacks.
The Black Rock Principality only has 20 legions in total, and with the more than 5,000 people who were wiped out, nearly half of the troops invested at this time.
Carloads of black rocks, armor, arrows, trebuchets and other supplies were delivered, and knights riding war horses crossed the bridge, indicating that a large-scale war between the two countries was imminent.
The Dawn players who had just arrived here were all shocked by the construction speed of the Black Rock Principality.
"It's only been two days and the fortifications have already been built?"
"Look at the forum. It's a defensive wall made of flesh and blood. More than 20,000 slaves have died here. Didn't you see those corpses on the river when you were crossing the bridge?" A player said with a little sadness. explained.
"..." Many players in Dawn City didn't know what to say.
They looked at the slaves with despair in their eyes. Many of them even had no shoes and could only walk on the hard and numb ground with their bare feet covered in blood.
But the player cannot give any help other than watching and throwing some food.
If a slave tried to run away, the cavalry guarding them would kill him without hesitation, and smash his bloody head on the slave who was almost squatting on the ground.
Despair, helplessness, fear, silence...
This is the aristocratic system that the player sees. If the player wants to step forward to stop him, an elf guard stretches out his hand to stop him.
Some players shouted angrily to go to the Iron Principality, but the guards did not stop them.
Even when he tore off the sign of Dawn and strode away with some people, no one stopped him.
William watched everything expressionlessly, without any waves in his heart, as if everything was just a passing cloud.
Because he knows.
War is cruel.
Victory in war is made of flesh and blood.
The glory only belongs to the living and dead warriors, and these slaves have nothing to do with it.
But this is reality.
This is the system law of [Gods], and it is also a game closer to the real world...
Of course, since the majority of players have to adapt to it, many disgusting flesh and blood wounds will naturally be changed a lot, and some people can even bring out green blood...
The tyrannosaurus rode over and took a look at the densely packed army of players. Not only were there quarreling players, but there were also people fighting each other with swords, and there were even people who swam across the other side to surrender to the enemy.
He couldn't help but frown: "Do you need my help?"
"No, just be responsible for providing food. My mercenaries are all real men with rough skin and thick flesh. It's normal to have small fights, and there is no need to provide tents." William waved his hand indifferently.
Tyrannosaurus's eyes lit up. The Black Rock Principality's supplies were running at full capacity, but the tents were really not enough. He nodded: "That's a lot easier. You can just sit down and have two meals a day."
The players who were originally arguing were confused.
They looked at other mercenaries and regular soldiers who had already gotten into the warm and comfortable tents.
But can they just sit on the grass
William didn't say much, he just led a group of personal guards to accompany the player!
Blessed to share.
Share the difficulties.
Those who retreat, just let them go.
This war has just begun.