As soon as the fat man said this, Ying Yang's expression immediately became extremely exciting, his face turned red, and a burst of blood rushed to the top of his head, but he suppressed it immediately.
"Okay, very good. Watch how I take down the city." Ying Yang sneered, looked at the fat man and said: "After I take down the city, I will entertain you well. The altar of death is waiting for you. soul."
Fatty sneered at Ying Yang's threat, and the other players didn't take it seriously either. Anyway, humans and demons are natural enemies and will fight sooner or later.
"Attack." Ying Yang waved his hand, a shrill eagle cry sounded, and the Demon Eagle Clan army slowly moved forward, approaching the City of Heroes.
"Uncle, what happens next is up to you. I have no choice." Fatty jumped down and said to Bai Xiaosheng.
"Okay, there are only a few hours left, let's see how I can resist." Bai Xiaosheng waved his hand, and the assembled players moved at the same time to prepare for the attack.
The Demon Eagle Clan soldiers who came this time are not comparable to those monsters just now. You can see it just from the array. No matter how they advance, the Demon Eagle soldiers have a relatively complete formation and their attacks are consistent.
In comparison, the players here feel a bit like a mob. Although all professions came together to attack, it was a mess, not as consistent as the soldiers of the Demon Eagle Tribe.
The two sides fought fiercely. The priest tried his best to throw status on the melee players and increase their blood. The melee players did not let them down. They pressed hard against the gap in the city wall, making it impossible for the opponent to take a step beyond the limit.
Behind them, archers, magicians and other long-range professions from both sides faced each other in the air. Every time they waved their hands, countless magic arrows flew through the air and smashed into each other. This kind of battle is even more exciting, with terrifying murderous intentions hidden under the brilliant light.
The struggle lasted for more than an hour, with both sides suffering heavy casualties. More than 50,000 players were killed, and most of the Demon Eagle tribe's soldiers were also lost.
"It's time to end." Yingyang's eyes were as sharp as a knife, his eyebrows raised, and he finally took action himself.
A huge silver magic eagle appeared in the sky. This eagle had a huge body and a wingspan of a hundred meters. With a shrill cry, the eagle opened its mouth and spat out hundreds of fist-sized silver balls.
Bang bang bang, wherever the silver ball hit, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, dozens of meters of flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the earth was scorched. No player within this range survived, and all were killed instantly.
Hey. With an eagle cry, the eagle folded its wings and flew downwards.
"General, please stop him." Bai Xiaosheng said to Zhang Feihu quickly.
"Just leave it to me." Zhang Feihu nodded silently, and with a wave of his hand, Feihu Zhan slashed the sword in the air.
puff. A streak of sword light passed across the player's head and struck Ying Yang as he flew down. Ying Yang screamed in pain, large pieces of silver feathers fell down, and a deep wound appeared on his abdomen.
"Flying Tiger Killing Blade? You are Zhang Feihu, aren't you dead? Yes, the Hero Tower can collect your soul." Recognizing the Flying Tiger Killing Blade, Ying Yang immediately realized Zhang Feihu's situation.
"Yingyang, long time no see, let me see your progress." Zhang Feihu waved his hand, and a tiger with two wings appeared in front of him, took him to fly into the sky, and confronted Yingyang from afar.
"Hmph, you are a lonely ghost who has been dead for thousands of years. Let me completely eliminate you today." Ying Yang fiercely rushed towards Zhang Feihu. The most powerful weapons of the Demon Eagle Tribe are their claws and beaks. Ying Yang's two weapons were already flashing with a faint golden light. Several golden light and shadows flashed in the air, and in the blink of an eye they came to Zhang Feihu's head.
Clang. Zhang Feihu blocked Ying Yang's attack with a knife, and the two began to fight in the sky.
"Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals, it's our turn to take action."
Once Ying Yang left, although the remaining Demon Eagle generals were stronger than the players, they were not strong enough to kill them instantly. Fatty and a group of assembled expert players sneaked into the battlefield and touched the opponent.
"That Ying Jingkong, do you dare to compete with me?" The green blood-stained silver gun, the white clothes and the white horse approached Ying Jingkong again.
"Why don't you dare?" Ying Zhikong swayed and turned into a black magic eagle again, fighting with the green blood-stained silver spear.
"Hey, buddy, let's compete." Fugitive Tianya waved to a general, turned around and ran away.
"Hmph, you dare to provoke me, you are seeking death." The general chased after him, and the two of them gradually moved away from the battlefield.
Players may not be able to do it one-on-one. After all, the difference in strength is not small. However, there are only so many masters at the general level of the Demon Eagle Clan, while there are hundreds of masters at the leader level of players. All their gang members were handed over to Bai Xiaosheng's command, and he organized himself to carry out this beheading operation.
Han Shen, Purple Wind Chime, God's Head, Zhenguo Gong, and others, either alone or in groups of two or three, found a general of the Demon Eagle Clan to provoke them and pulled them out of the battlefield. Gradually, the soldiers of the Demon Eagle Clan Then they lost their command and chaos broke out.
The fat man didn't take action. He lurked and hid aside, quietly watching the battle in the sky. It turns out that Ying Yang's strength is not as good as Zhang Feihu's, but Zhang Feihu has been dead for so many years. Although he has not completely disappeared, he has not been able to increase his strength. However, Ying Yang has been practicing continuously and came from behind. Now the two are fighting, and they are evenly matched for a while.
But regardless of the two of them, even Fatty could see that Zhang Feihu would definitely lose if it went on for a long time. And once Zhang Feihu is defeated and dies, Ying Yang alone can massacre the current city of heroes, and no one can compete with him.
"What should we do?" The fat man frowned. Bai Xiaosheng had a good relationship with him, and winning the City of Heroes would have certain benefits for the future war between humans and demons. He would try to help him both publicly and privately. Bai Xiaosheng defended the attack.
Zhang Feihu has a flying tiger mount, Yingyang can fly on his own, but Fatty is not as capable as the two of them. Use the Flowing Wind Wings to deliver food, but the Bull King cannot be summoned yet.
After thinking about it, the only thing that could be used was the moon-watching crossbow.
Click, the fat man set up the moon-watching crossbow on a wall and pointed it at the sky. Although the moon-watching crossbow has slow attack speed, low hit rate, and various shortcomings, it is much more powerful than the ballista and catapult that were just captured. After all, it is a carefully crafted thing, and it is not something that can be mass-produced. Compare.
Whoosh. A crossbow arrow flew into the sky with a roaring wind, flying towards Ying Yang who was engaged in a fierce battle. Ying Yang glanced at it and ignored Fatty's attack. However, with a slight flap of his wings, the crossbow arrows flew to nowhere.
"Damn, it's so windy." The fat man cursed, almost slapping him off the wall just now.
This level of strength is basically top-notch. After all, it is so easy to see immortal-level and god-level powerhouses. Bai Xiaosheng looked helpless. His only weapon of the Scroll Barbarian God that could compete with a strong man of this level had been used on Niu Meng. Now he could only rely on Zhang Feihu to block the opponent.
"Uncle, don't tell me you have no other solution?" The fat man looked at Bai Xiaosheng suspiciously.
Bai Xiaosheng frowned: "To tell you the truth, I do have a way to deal with this Ying Yang, but after killing him, what to do next? I have to leave something to prepare for the subsequent attack. There are still several hours."
"That's all, count me bleeding, uncle, please give me a price." The fat man took out the high-level scroll Thunder Cloud Storm he had just obtained.
"Thunder Cloud Storm? Is it used by the group of thunder beasts outside Tianzhihen?" Bai Xiaosheng's eyes lit up and he immediately made an estimate. "High-end scrolls, the market price ranges from one million gold coins to tens of millions of gold coins. This scroll of yours has a high attack power. How about it calculated as 15 million gold coins?"
"Deal." The fat man handed the thunder cloud storm scroll to Bai Xiaosheng, and then said to him: "This thunder cloud storm, if it is arranged around the city lord's palace just right, can protect the city lord's palace inside. But now the situation is urgent, only Now that it can be used, where are you going to place it?"
"Just on this road." Bai Xiaosheng drew a range with his hand.
The magic array of Thunder Cloud Storm is different from ordinary magic arrays. The more magic crystals used in the arrangement, the larger the coverage area and the stronger the attack power. Seeing Bai Xiaosheng casually take out hundreds of magic crystals, the fat man's eyes turned red, and he looked straight at Bai Xiaosheng, which made Bai Xiaosheng feel terrified.
"Uncle, where did you get the magic crystal?" He was too embarrassed to rob Bai Xiaosheng, so the fat man had no choice but to go and check it out.
"This, oh, it cost me a lot of gold coins." Bai Xiaosheng also looked pained. After all, hundreds of magic crystals cost tens of millions of gold coins.
"Can magic crystals be bought with gold coins?" The fat man was a little doubtful.
"As long as you have money, what can't you buy?" Bai Xiaosheng looked down upon the fat man. "But it is indeed a bit expensive to buy it with money. I am also doing it for the City of Heroes, otherwise I would not spend so much money to get this thing."
This kind of magic circle is easy to arrange. Just throw out the scroll, carve it according to the prescribed places on the scroll, and install the magic crystal. While he was talking, the thunder cloud storm magic array was set up.
"Fortunately, there is a thunder mage in my gang, otherwise this magic circle would really be unusable." Bai Xiaosheng said. Although the Thunder Cloud Storm Magic Array does not require players to provide magic power, it must be guided and commanded by a thunder magician in order to exert its power.
A player was called over by Bai Xiaosheng. This mage player was in a miserable condition. There was no place to rush anywhere on his body, and even his face was covered with traces of being struck by lightning.
"Hehe, I got addicted to the fight and died several times." Seeing Fatty and Bai Xiaosheng looking at him strangely, the thunder magician laughed.
"If we can win the City of Heroes this time, it is all thanks to everyone. No matter how much loss there is, I will definitely give you satisfactory compensation." Bai Xiaosheng said solemnly.
"As you said, Master, I play games just to have fun, otherwise why would I be a mage running ahead?" said the thunder magician.
"You also know that you are a mage. What else can you do if you, a mage, come forward but seek death?" Bai Xiaosheng suddenly shouted, startling the fat man and the thunder magician.
"Thunder Cloud Storm Magic Array, you can preside over it well and try to knock down that bird in the sky. If something goes wrong, don't even think about dating the girls in the house in the future." Finally, Bai Xiaosheng threatened.