Night fell quietly. Teana Ww
On the wasteland, a group of riding figures rushed towards the direction of the Great Wall.
When their figures appeared on the blurred horizon under the moonlight, the group of more than thirty people got off their horses one after another, and put the horses back in the opposite direction.
Then, they took out the thick cloths they had prepared in advance, wrapped them around their feet, and walked slowly in the snow-covered fields.
The darkening night gave them a good cover, and this group of strong men quietly came to the foot of the Great Wall.
They came with a mission...
These thirty-seven people were all the most outstanding warriors from Dajin (here refers to Houjin); they were ordered by the Khan to enter the Central Plains to carry out a secret mission.
This task may take a long time, long enough to count in the rest of their lives.
This task is also very dangerous, so dangerous that if they are caught, they will die immediately.
However, they don't care, they have already made up their minds to dedicate their all to this mission.
Because of their success, the fate of the entire Daikin may be changed.
Of course, in this plan, Daming naturally plays the role of villain and victim...
"Ba Ye, I've checked, there is indeed no one on the beacon tower nearby."
The middle-aged man who said this was wearing a very common jacket, and he was dressed in the same way as the Central Plains people.
And the "Ba Ye" who accepted his report was also about the same age and appearance.
Obviously, these people intend to "lurker" in the Central Plains for a long time, and they have all undergone strict training before going out. Not only can they speak very fluent Chinese, but they can also give detailed explanations about their own life experience and origins, and there are basically no flaws.
"Hmm..." Ba Ye pondered for a while, and continued, "Natan, you take the lead and go up first, and after confirming that there is no abnormality on the top, give us a signal."
"Yes." Nathan acted immediately after receiving the order. He retreated a few meters away from the city wall, stepped on his feet (at this time they had already removed the cloth on his feet), and jumped up.
Afterwards, he borrowed the city wall to rub his feet a few times in mid-air, and just swam up the wall all the way, arriving on the Great Wall quite easily.
Not long after, the companions below saw him poking his head out and made a "follow up" gesture.
So, the remaining 30 or so people, led by Ba Ye, climbed up the city wall in a similar way; for experts like them, jumping up the city wall is a piece of cake.
"Okay... one is not bad." When the last person turned over the battlements, Ba Ye, who had been silently remembering the count, said in a low voice.
In the next second, he was ready to order to jump over the wall and "enter".
Unexpectedly, suddenly...
"Everyone, stay here for now." A man's voice came from a height.
Just this sentence shocked the entire body of the thirty-seven people present, and they reacted defensively in the direction of the sound almost at the same time.
"Did you forget something?" Immediately afterwards, the man said another sentence.
At the same time, a black object was thrown from the beacon tower.
Relying on the moonlight and their excellent eye skills, those post-gold warriors could see the thing before it hit the ground—it was a human head.
The head fell to the ground and just rolled down to Nathan's feet. Although the hair of the head had been shaken loosely, covering half of its face, Nathan could tell at a glance that this was the "general manager" he had bought in advance. Flag", it was this person who... withdrew the soldiers who were supposed to stand guard on this beacon tower tonight.
"Baye, this is..." Nathan turned his head immediately, wanting to remind Baye.
But Ba Ye didn't seem to need his reminder, he just raised his hand to signal the other party to stop talking.
"Who is this..." After a breath, Ba Ye looked up at the beacon tower and asked such a question word by word.
He didn't intend to hide anything anymore, because the moment he saw the head, he already knew that what he was going to face next would be a fight.
"Hehe..." After hearing this question, the person on the Beacon Tower also chuckled lightly, and raised his voice accordingly, chanting loudly, "The first pass of the Great Wall..."
After finishing the first sentence, his figure appeared on the edge of the beacon tower.
"Thousands of years of wind and rain cast Xiao Can..."
As the second sentence fell, the cold moonlight happened to shine on the weapon in the man's hand...it was a long gun.
"A million soldiers are not here today..."
After the third sentence was spoken, the man leaped with his gun in his hand, rolled around in the air for half a circle, and then got off the beacon tower.
"Lonely and courageous... Tired dreams come back!"
When the last three words came out, [Tian Meng Huan] was already standing proudly with a spear in his hand.
Although his poem is not very neat, but the domineering in his words is genuine.
All the warriors took a closer look, and saw a white-faced (compared to most men at that time, most of the players looked fair and handsome) young man, dressed in a strangely shaped black armor, standing with a gun in his hand.
Although the moonlight tonight is not bright, his armor still emits a clear halo, and the long spear in his hand is emitting an indescribable chill.
"Hmph..." When Ba Ye saw this person, he snorted coldly at first, and then praised, "Okay!" He paused, "What a 'lonely gun'!"
Speaking of this, he simply raised his voice and shouted to his companions behind him: "Brothers! This kid is considered a good guy...give him a good time!"
With his order, the dozens of Houjin warriors rushed out almost at the same instant.
The space on the city wall is very narrow, so it should be very difficult for so many people to attack the same target...
However, these post-golden warriors can do it.
Their cooperation is very tacit, so tacit that without words... it can be seamless.
In less than a second, the thirty-six people had neatly dispersed, divided into the center, the air, and the two wings... and they all fought back against the tired dream; this was undoubtedly their first time fighting on the Great Wall, but their performance But it seems to be doing something that has been rehearsed countless times.
quick!
This is the first feeling of tiredness.
Even as a player whose physical fitness has already broken through the limits of human beings, he did not dare to be secretly shocked by the speed of these enemies in front of him.
However, the most frightening thing is not the speed, but the action patterns of these people...
They are not alone, but they are better than one.
This group of post-golden warriors seems to be a whole composed of thirty-six bodies, each part of which is serving the whole, completely disregarding their own safety, life and death...
Their offensive is advancing layer by layer like a raging wave. Even if the person rushing at the front is pierced by a gun, swept off, or even turned into a meat paste by the energy... the people behind will not hesitate at all—they will continue to attack, until the goal is achieved.
Facing such a team, if they don't have enough determination, or use long-range means such as bows and arrows, even if they send ten times their number to fight, it is difficult to say who will win...
But right now, Tired Dream is still a "solitary gun and a brave man", a veritable "one man in charge"...
In the eyes of others, this is simply a state of absolute death.
However, Tired Dream is still...but his face is sinking like water, and he is dancing with a gun.
In an instant, blood flowers bloomed.
A little bit of cold light reminds one's life, and the shadows of spears steal one's soul.
In a short while, all the thirty-six elite masters had been murdered by him, none of them survived.
And the thirty-seventh person... the last one was staring at the scene in front of him with bloodshot eyes in disbelief.
He really couldn't believe that his brothers who depended on each other for life and death... those strong men who were one against ten in the tribe, would be killed by this mere Central Plains man in an instant, and... there was no way to fight back .
"You guys...are heroes too." Tired Dream returned the gun and tilted it, pointing down, letting the blood drip slowly from the gun, "So, I'll give you a treat too."
Ba Ye gritted his teeth and stood there shaking angrily.
His mood at the moment, only he can understand.
Ba Ye and his brothers with different surnames have decided to dedicate everything to this task; they can accept death or failure.
But now such an ending, he can't accept it.
"You kill me too." Ba Ye didn't think too long before making this request, "I don't have the face to go back to face Khan, and I don't want to abandon my brothers... to live alone in the world."
His request is reasonable, since the task is hopeless and resistance is futile, it is better to let the other party fulfill him.
"No, it's not time for you to die." Unexpectedly, Tired Dream refused.
"What?" Ba Ye looked surprised and excited, "What do you mean? Are you insulting me!"
Tired Dream also shook her head: "I don't kill you because...you have one more thing to do before you die."
Ba Ye snorted coldly: "Hmph... do you think I will betray..."
"Wrong." Before he could utter his wrong guess, Tired Dream interrupted directly, "I just want you to go back, to your Khan's side, and let everything that happened here tonight... Tell him fifty-fifty."
"You..." The expression on Ba Ye's face was uncertain, and after a little thought, he sneered, "I see, you think... Khan will be afraid and give up after hearing what happened tonight..."
"He thinks whatever he likes." Tired Dream hadn't let the other party finish speaking, "If he's really scared, it means that the person you admire is nothing more than that..."
"Presumptuous!" Ba Ye's Chinese is very good, and all kinds of idioms come out of his mouth, "Winners and losers, you can insult me, but you can't insult me, the king of gold!" He paused, then snorted again, "Hmph... Do you think that if you kill our team... there will be no one left in Dajin? Let me tell you...there are warriors who are ten or a hundred times stronger than us...there are as many people around Khan as crucian carp in a river."
"Oh... Really." Faced with this sentence that even Ba Ye himself didn't believe, Tired Dream Huan's reaction was quite flat, "I'm afraid we don't have as many masters here as you..." He said in a calm tone Then, "There are only a hundred or so characters with similar strength to mine, and characters who are slightly worse than me..."
He didn't pick a word. In the entire thriller park, there must be a hundred players with combat power close to his level. There is no upper limit for the number of players in this script. npnetbsp; "As for those who are stronger than me..." Tired Dream paused for two seconds before adding, "Ah... about a dozen... maybe more, after all, I don't have the opportunity to fight so many monsters one by one." Fight against..."
When his words fell, Baye's world view had collapsed.
Fear and shock shattered his cognition, and he really wanted to tell himself that what he just heard was not true; unfortunately, tired dream is still a bad liar, whether his words are true or not, people like Ba Ye... can never listen not come out.
"You seem to understand." Tired Dream was still talking, shaking the tip of the gun casually, and shouldering the spear handsomely, "If I were you... I think it is necessary to bring back news like this for myself My master knew about it... um... that's all for now."
He is not as eloquent as Feng Bujue, he is just a stubborn, strong, but self-aware person.
But today, it may be more appropriate for him to appear here than anyone else.
...
The clouds are blooming, the moon is bright, and the night is not over.
Ba Ye has already gone back, he has a way to come, so naturally he also has a way to go back.
On the city wall, Tired Dream put the weapon back into the bag and let out a long sigh of relief.
The gun is not his only weapon. Now he has a halberd, a spear, a stick... three kinds of weapons.
Only tonight, here, he wants to use a gun.
So he used it.
"Hey, amazing..." At this moment, another person's voice sounded from behind Tired Dream, "Not only did the sideline [stop the golden elite warriors from sneaking into the pass], but also the hidden task [change the future emperor of this world] [Change History] is done."
The person who spoke was none other than the [Teacher Pai] of the "Waste Wood Alliance Team" in s2.
"I thought we had to go all the way and kill the emperor of this world..." Mr. Pai said as he climbed up the city wall, "I didn't expect to be able to complete this side quest by the way."
"Heh... Assassinating the emperor is indeed a feasible plan." After completing the task, Tired Dream also breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "I just wanted to try, so I let him go. I didn't expect it to be successful. Already..." He shrugged, "Now that I think about it... those two missions were spawned at the same time, which is actually quite an obvious reminder."
Teacher Qian nodded: "Then... at this moment, it's about time for us to enter the town, right?"
Tired Dream thought for a while: "Well... I think I can wait a little longer."
"Huh?" said the teacher, "We have cleared several branch lines this day, why don't we go in?"
"Don't worry." Tired Dream replied confidently, "There must be more than one group of players like us who haven't entered the town for a long time... It's impossible that we are the only two who noticed that 'Order' was at the entrance of the town. The matter of stalking." He read thoughtfully, "Don't be confused by the plot introduction, the main mission didn't say that you must 'enter Linlu Town', think about it in a different way... Now that we already know The time and place where "Sword Dance Grass" appeared, before it appeared, it was an advantage to be far away from the core of the incident... "