In the vastness, the distant dark forest was about to move, the dew at night was like rain, and the mountains and birds flew away.
A whole forest seemed to be active, and in the end, in a long low roar, countless trees with branches and leaves gave birth to feet, and walked out of the forest where they grew tremblingly.
When countless ancient and decaying treants stepped out of the forest with difficulty, almost all Silvermoon City players on the plain were shocked and turned their heads.
The big elves sacrificed to Carifax wielded a white jade staff in his hand, and a low and penetrating voice echoed on the vast dark plain: "Old treants, you are the most loyal friends of the elves. When you You were already watching our growth when we were born. Today, the invaders slaughtered our children. They burned the ancient forests that you regarded as your companions. Fight! Use your stones and powerful arms to take these greedy invaders Send to hell!"
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"Ah~!"
A clear scream came. A Silvermoon City player on the edge of the forest was grabbed by the long arms of a Treant. The Treant seemed very angry and threw the player to the ground. A foot stepped up in the scream, the treeman's feet were full of roots, but the middle part was a very strong tree trunk, I saw blood slowly flowing out from under the roots, and a white light drifted towards the silver moon. city.
Soon, dense treants appeared on the edge of a whole plain. They were tall and tall. Almost every treant was as high as four ordinary people. His arms were even more powerful, even though they were all wrapped up. Vines.
"Reorganize the formation! Charge!" the leader of the Pakistan Brothers Battalion shouted, and armed with a spear, he took the lead and rushed towards the edge of the forest with his subordinates.
The sword piglet and the sun never set also formed a team, and the cavalry team of Silvermoon City followed closely. Although the treants looked huge, we had to knock them down, otherwise we wouldn’t be able to attack them at all. City, but at this time, the other numbing scalp was Carifax, who was blocking the east wall of Lingtong City. He was guarding there firmly, and no player dared to take a step beyond Lei Chi.
The attacks of this big elf sacrificial cult were melee and long-range respectively. However, his long-range attacks did not seem to be very far away, but his attack power was absolutely overbearing. I am afraid that no one here can fully withstand an attack from him, but I didn’t. The death can only be said to be luck, and, at the time, there was the effect of Murong Shanshan's life protection skills.
Ye Qiu asked, "What should I do, first kill the tree man or kill the big elf first?"
"We can't fight the big elves at all. Let's start the war with the treants!" I spit, "Damn, how can we kill the vast number of treants?"
Ye Qiu smiled slightly and said: "As long as our brothers do their best, we have a clear conscience. I think we should all strive for our name to be included in the Yueheng Chronicles in this national war!"
"Haha! That must be..."
I smiled, and then turned around and ordered all the paradise lost players: "Maintain the offensive formation, change the tail of the team to the head of the team, and send these old and dead trees back to the woods!"
Under my command, the paradise-lost camp began to rush towards the tree men. The cavalry regiment fought with the tree men early. Because of the huge size of the tree, the cavalry did not dare to directly collide, so they had to use it from a distance. The knight's gun came and threw it. With the sound of "pop~", the sharp knight's gun pierced the big tree, but the treemen only shed some green juice. They bent over and stretched out their hands on the ground to fish, and suddenly the cavalry and their mounts It was swept away.
The formation of the cavalry charge was quickly cut off by a large number of treants, and it was not even possible to cause too much damage to the treants. The heavy sword slashing could only leave a white scar on the treants, but it could not be completely cut off, the cavalry The loss was quite huge, and the tree-man's powerful arm could take away a little bit of white light every time it swung.
When the swordsman was pressed by the army of the first line, the treemen finally understood that this was the real main force, so they danced their arms and rushed over!
Xin Yu looked at the attack distance and decisively issued an order: "Archer, concentrate on bursting arrows!"
"Boom~!"
Countless groups of fiery red light flew out from the camp of Paradise Lost. The big tree suddenly caught fire and quickly turned into a group of fire sticks. I immediately understood how to deal with these guys, so I raised my voice to all the silver The people in Moon City said: "This treant is afraid of fire attacks! Both the mage's fireball and the archer's bursting arrows can cause huge damage to him!"
As soon as my voice fell, the entire line of Silvermoon City was lit up, and the tree people burst into flames, uttering angry roars that shook the blood-stained land.
It was a pity that it didn't take long for me to feel a chill on my face. I looked up at the sky, and raindrops of various sizes fell on my cheeks. Damn, it was raining!
Soon, the rain fell and heavier, the flames on the treants were immediately extinguished, and the mage's fireball technique could only cause the first damage, and the powerful continuous damage was gone.
Xin Yu complained later: "Is God helping Ling Tongcheng too?"
I thought for a while and said: "It’s not God! Maybe it’s raining artificially. At least the Yueheng branch has the right to change the game weather. Now, I guess all the staff in the French Yueheng branch are the same as us. I'm nervous! If nothing else, this rain was caused by them!"
Xin Yu gritted her teeth and said: "No matter what the hell they make, we kill these treants!"
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However, half of the territory on the plain is now full of such treants who hate us. The forest behind is still continuing to walk out. God knows how many such treants grow in this vast dark forest...
The treants seemed to be in a frenzy. They thirst for the smell of blood. The cavalry we charged in front fell to the ground one after another. Many people and horses were torn to pieces by a few treants. The rain and blood were mixed together, and the air was full. The smell of blood.
At this time, Xu Lin yelled silently from the rear: "It's not good! The French in the city have organized a third counterattack!"
I looked back, and sure enough, directly behind us, hundreds of thousands of French players had already lined up, and with the tree people, they just formed a force of flanking us back and forth!
I hurriedly ordered: "Sister Lin, you lead the brothers of the fourth and fifth divisions to stand up first, and you can't let them directly approach our mage army, otherwise everything will be over!"
Xu Lin nodded seriously: "Well, I know~"
She had just finished speaking, and the sword piglet had stumbled back with dozens of remaining cavalry, with a look of fatigue, he almost cried, and mournfully returned to the report: "These tree people are not humans at all, ours The brothers were all pierced by their branches on the edge of the forest, and there are only a dozen people left in the group of thousands of people..."
How could I lose so much if I was struck by lightning? !
On our right wing, some people are also saying to Murong Shanshan: "Shanshan, there are no cavalry left, all of them were killed by these trees, what shall we do..."
Murong Shanshan opened her small mouth in surprise, and after a while she said: "I have no idea, just ask Lin Fan..."
What good can I do, I can only grit my teeth and say: "Keep on killing!"
After I finished speaking, I urged a tree man to greet him, his sturdy arm suddenly waved, Tianma immediately evaded to the right when he saw it, but I held the Feiyu Sword tightly in the air, and suddenly "clicked". , One arm of the tree man was taken off! I reined my horse and turned around again, the Feiyu sword flashed a cold light, and directly cut the tree man's body into two ends. The tree man wriggled on the ground a few times in pain, a dead silence, and already lost his vitality.
The paradise lost players behind were immediately very excited, which also shows that these treants are not invincible.
However, we have to pay at least ten times the price for almost every tree person killed! A large number of treants poured into the positions of the players of Silvermoon City, and they kept reaping the lives of the players while waving their arms. Everyone in Silvermoon City began to fight, and the swordsmen did not dare to approach at all. Containment back and forth. But the number of treants is too much, they are simply inexhaustible!
There was a really noisy sound behind, I looked back, but found that the dwarven patriarch led nearly ten thousand elite dwarf warriors rushed over and screamed roughly: "These evil old trees, why can they continue to live on this continent, Warriors, attack for our companions who were once swallowed by the Dryad!"
With a flash of thunder, the dwarf chief’s axe flew straight out, hitting a Treant’s head with a “slap”, and as a result, the Treant retreated a few steps. After the roots of the tree stood forcibly, an arm He drew the axe from the top of his head, and then threw it away angrily.
The dwarven patriarch was even more angry, his beard blowing high, and he didn’t know where he took out a battle axe and rushed up. The speed was extremely fast. When he reached the treeman, he slammed down with an axe. It turns out that the dwarves are all Good carpenter, after the two axes went down, the treant fell to the ground immediately. The dwarf rushed up and slashed again, but did not notice the shadow on the top of his head.
"Bang~!"
A tree man suddenly lifted the dwarf patriarch with a cane arm, and the other arm was condensed into a thorn cone, and suddenly thrust into the dwarf patriarch's chest!
"Puff~!"
Bright red blood splashed on the ground, and the dwarf patriarch was still on the rainy ground, and his body gradually became cold.
In an instant, almost all the dwarves rushed into the tree man pile like crazy, using the battle axe in their hands to avenge the patriarch.
I got off my horse and came to the corpse of the dwarf patriarch. Behind me, I pressed against the huge wound on his chest. He opened his lingering eyes, looked at me and said, "Sir, I think I should go to see my ancestors..."
After speaking, he stopped breathing, motionless.
The rain kept running down my cheeks, and I suddenly wanted to cry. The sacrifices of this national war were too great. The shadows of Pakistanis could not be seen in the crevices of the tree people. The whole army of the brother camp was destroyed. Players in Silvermoon City were also rapidly killed, and many people fell on this battlefield almost every second.
What can I do by myself, the vast plain is full of treants raging everywhere, how many can I kill
Behind him, the French players launched their last counterattack frantically. Not only was Paradise Lost, but also the sword, the rose and the TOT were quickly defeated. There are too few of us to stop the French's final fighting power.
I stood up, mounted my horse, and continued to fight with the tree people. If I could kill one more, I would kill another until I lost the courage to fight.
Not far away, the last two thousand people of Lilac were directly impacted by the tree people and the French cavalry, and they were instantly swallowed. The two thousand people were almost disappeared without blinking, and Ah Yue was taken by the last book. The famous knight protected, and with difficulty resisted the French players' arrow rain and fireball bombardment.
I immediately urged the horse over, a laser sword swept a road, and stepped on the French corpse. The knight in front of Ah Yue hung up one after another, and the last knight was full of arrows in his chest. Finally, A figure flashed by, and a French cavalry charged by, with a spear directly pierced through his chest.
When the last knight fell slowly, I finally came to Ayue's side, and I wanted to pull her on the horse behind me, but Ayue resolutely pushed me away, and said with a light smile:" Don't save me, you have more things to do, and I won't hold you back..."
After speaking, Ah Yue turned into a little bit of fluorescence in the light of the shock arrow and the magic ball.
My heart ached, and the whole army of lilacs was wiped out!
The people not far away are not much better in Jianghu and Qixia Town. Only the last trace of people are fighting to the death. With the front and back attack, the hundreds of thousands of people in Silvermoon City can’t compete, especially In the case of the tree man participating in the war, we seem to have lost even the last hope.
After Murong Shanshan swung a sword and chopped down a tree man, with a tired face, she ordered loudly: "All the people in Silvermoon City will come by. We must get together so that we won't be quickly eaten!"
However, it was too late. The swordsmen in the front row of TOT were killed by the arrows of the French because of the lack of the support of the priest from behind. Ahead, unwillingly angrily said: "The Frenchman of the dog day!"
Several fireballs concentrated on him. In the flames, RAIN slowly fell with his eyes wide open, and the last line of defense was lost. A huge rain of arrows fell, and nearly a thousand wizards, priests and archer players simply Unable to resist, the blood of the big canopy splashed, and the sound of sharp arrows piercing the cloth was particularly harsh. The next moment, Ye Qiu stood there blankly, covered with blood holes brought by the arrows. When he slowed down When he knelt down to death, the French laughed mockingly.
In an instant, I became angry. I swung my sword and rushed into the French camp, and slashed at those archers. The flying feather sword seemed to be able to sense my mood, emitting a dazzling light in the night. The temperature seemed to drop a lot, sword feathers fluttered, screaming.
Lost the blood-red bloody sky has long been regarded as a group of dragons without a leader. After working hard for half an hour, the line of defense finally collapsed. In the end, the entire Allied Forces of Paradise Lost Millions were only left with the Sword and Rose and Paradise Lost Guilds, Murong Shan Shan calmly commanded everyone’s defense, presenting a circular line of defense. The remaining swordsmen were all on the periphery, bearing the attacks of the French and the treants. Lu Xuehan took hundreds of priests to treat everyone nervously. Under the leadership of Xin Yu, the archer made a final counterattack. Xu Lin had only half of her vitality and still released the Heavenly Strike against the French, because she knew that once she lost the suppression of Heavenly Strike. , French and tree people will flock up.
Murong Shanshan’s phoenix was flying in the air, and a large rain of fire fell on the earth. This magical skill could not be extinguished by the heavy rain. Wherever the phoenix went, the French did not dare to approach it. This was the last two thousand people able to One of the reasons for the hard support.
I rushed around for a few laps, and there was not much blood left. Although I killed many enemies, it did little to help the whole battle. It seems that no one can do anything in this vast war.
Seeing me appearing in the crowd, Murong Shanshan smiled with joy: "Lin Fan, I thought you were already dead... How's the situation outside?"
I said: "There are only less than two thousand people left here. At the end of the forest, someone from Silvermoon City has come, but they dare not come near. If they don't get organized, they will die."
Murong Shanshan looked dark and muttered: "Why is it like this..."
Lu Xuehan was also a little confused and said, "Are we hopeless?"
I gritted my teeth and said: "Fight to the end! To die and die together!"
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But at this moment, Murong Shanshan looked into the distance in surprise, and said, "Look! A group of green names, is it because Silvermoon City has sent another person?"
In the distance, a large group of Chinese players came over, and the horses of the cavalry shook the sky, and the number was by no means a minority.
I shook my head and said: "Impossible. Almost all the players that can be used in Silvermoon City are here, and it is impossible to have such a complete army!"
"Who would it be?"
While we were talking, a large group of Chinese players had already swooped up, and the elite cavalry rushed directly into the French Corps that surrounded us, and the swordsmen players who followed closely fought against the large trees.
I took a closer look and found that these city badges were Shuijian City! The guild medals are all different, but there is a common prefix-hot pot city!
The figure of the power hot pot FIRE appeared on the periphery, prompting countless players of Shuijian City to join the battlefield like a flood!
FIRE saw Murong Shanshan and me, and smiled from a distance: "Sorry, brothers are late!"