Two figures stood on the back of a docile and crawling golden dragon.
One of them wore green leather armor and carried a staff on his back.
Although the equipment was lackluster, both Mr. Long and several guild executives around him understood that the staff should be the epic equipment that still ranks first in the equipment list to this day.
The wand of nature!
A magical weapon that has made countless players covet it, someone has already offered hundreds of millions of Xia Yuan to acquire it.
"Feng Liuyun, we are doing our job well here, but you attacking us is too much!"
Young Master Long suppressed the hatred in his heart and beat him up!
As long as you kill yourself and just do the task here, then the other party will have nothing to say about attacking.
'Learn to be smart! '
Zhao Hao stared down at Mr. Long who was suppressing his hatred with some emotion in his heart.
It seems that the simple and brainless guy before can never come back. After being severely beaten by society, he has grown up.
"What's wrong with me?" Zhao Hao looked at the surrounding players who were escaping and found that the number of casualties was not exaggerated. He continued: "Just because you are following me all the way, even if I kill all of you, it won't be enough." Some people will think I did something wrong!”
The larger character design still needs to be talked about, so he doesn't want to take the blame.
"You actually said you were being followed? We are dozens of kilometers away!"
Mr. Long’s voice became louder and louder.
The longer the opponent and the golden dragon are held back, the more players will be able to escape. He naturally understands this.
Naturally, Zhao Hao would not fail to see such an obvious delaying strategy, but he did not pay attention.
For these ordinary players, it would be of little use to kill a few more, and they were too lazy to do it themselves.
"Needless to say, the world of heroes always depends on strength. Why are you suddenly being 'reasonable' today?"
Zhao Hao's heart-wrenching words made Young Master Long furious.
Yes, he had never been able to 'reason' before, it was all 'not what you think, but what I think', but now he actually tries to 'reason'.
The fundamental reason is that now he is the weak one.
No matter how powerful he is in reality, it is useless in the world of heroes. Facing such a top strong man, he is a weakling, and his life and dignity are in the hands of the opponent.
"Don't be proud, sooner or later I will make you regret it!"
Young Master Long couldn't help but say harsh words.
"I'm looking forward to that day." Zhao Hao felt a lot better when he saw the opponent breaking through the defense. "But before that day comes, you'd better die once!"
The green wing crawling on the ground raised its head, the huge dragon opened its mouth, and the dazzling firelight flickered in its throat.
"Get out of the way!"
The middle-aged man with the Sky Blade next to Mr. Long stood in front of him, trying to protect him.
Several other people also reacted and used various skills and props to protect themselves.
It's a pity that the most powerful among them is probably only a few hundred levels in the Xia Kingdom rankings, let alone the player world rankings. Facing the dragon's breath attack, it is completely like a mantis trying to block the car.
Chi!
In the sound of vaporization, the middle-aged player standing in the front evaporated together with his equipment.
A body of flesh and blood has caught the breath of a dragon. Do you really think you are a 'Crystal Dragon'? .
Even the equipment on the opponent's body will be scrapped even after resurrection.
The player's equipment will be damaged, damaged, damaged... etc. when faced with force majeure. It does not wear out forever.
This is why players never have enough equipment.
It can withstand the dragon's breath head-on without any damage, and the quality of the equipment must be at least Silver Fantasy level.
The dragon's breath evaporated one person and then continued to surge forward, drowning everything in front.
When Green Wing finished breathing out the dragon's breath, only a large black fan-shaped area was left in front, and the ground even showed signs of melting.
Nothing else exists beyond that.
Mr. Long and several others died honorably.
After all, there is no need for cremation. It is indeed decent enough.
"Let's go!"
Zhao Hao had no intention of using the Green Wings to pursue the fleeing players of the Dragon Court Guild.
After all, the player pulls his hips on the battlefield, but is very good at escaping. The time wasted and the benefits are extremely different.
His time was very tight and he couldn't waste it on this.
And the goal has been achieved.
This time, I came to give the opponent a 'painful realization'. Killing the opponent once, even if the battlefield losses are only one-fifth of the usual risk, it cannot be said that it is not painful.
After killing the opponent once, it will take at least a long time to make up for the loss.
After hearing the order, the three-headed dragons of green claws, green horns, and golden eyes, which were eager to kill, ascended into the air.
If a hero were to give the order, the dragons would definitely be reluctant, but it was Zhao Hao who gave the order, so the dragons with such an arrogant personality would obey immediately.
After they left, only the land that had been ravaged by the dragon's breath was left.
In just one round of raids, the players of the Dragon Court Guild, which had previously numbered nearly 10,000 units, lost nearly a thousand units. This was the first time they scattered and fled, otherwise it would not be surprising if they were all wiped out.
The losses are not too exaggerated, but the impact on morale is extremely terrible.
After all, it doesn't matter who has his face stabbed by several giant dragons or burned to ashes by dragon's breath.
One-tenth of the pain is easy to say, but the point is that the fear of death is uncomfortable, and no one wants to experience it multiple times.
After the morale was severely damaged, there would naturally be resentment towards the new president, Mr. Long, so it would be completely useless to continue to cause trouble for Zhao Hao... at least not until morale was restored.
Hidden dangers eliminated!
Zhao Hao, who knew the gaming industry very well, why he didn't choose to hunt down all the players was precisely because he knew that even if he ignored them, they would not continue to cause trouble.
Soon return to the troop garrison in front of the mountains.
"grown ups!"
Memphis came over.
"How are the supplies?"
Zhao Hao asked.
Supplies are extremely important for troops.
Once in a state of hunger, that unit will directly lose combat effectiveness or even die.
Fortunately, soldiers do not need to eat three meals a day, let alone 'cooked food'.
It is extremely convenient to replenish, so it can be replenished quickly.
"It's completed, but it consumes too much food!"
Memphis hinted.
Although the one-time supply can last for a week, the consumption is not small. Hundreds of tons of food are not a small amount.
That’s right, hundreds of tons of food are consumed at one time!
This number is quite large, equivalent to about one-tenth of the fleet's carrying capacity.
At the same time, food here and in Mingyue City are two different concepts.
A ton of grain (ordinary quality wheat is the standard) in Mingyue City only costs about two to three hundred gold coins, if there is a way to purchase it.
But the price of food in the Crow Principality starts at 300 gold coins per ton, and because of the faction war, the price has soared like a rocket, and will get higher and higher.
If it is transported to the Lannar Plateau, selling it for thousands of gold coins is considered a reasonable price. If it is exchanged for specialty products and shipped back for sale, the goods exchanged for each ton of grain can definitely be sold for more than a few thousand gold coins.
Ten times more profit!
It's enough to make anyone crazy, which is why the major forces have been blocking Rannar.
In addition to not allowing the rise of the orcs, it is also because the benefits are too terrifying.
The consequences of the blockade have also come.
Due to the lack of food, the orcs had no way to go, so they simply turned over the table and stopped playing.
Memphela's hint is to let him reduce the number of units (Lancers: I feel a bit chilly). The final target is naturally 10,000 units of Lancers. The number is too many and the level is too low, so the best target is to be reduced.
"They still have use in Rannar, not to mention the next supply is still a week away, isn't it?"
Zhao Hao did not agree to reduce the quantity.
At least not now.
Isn’t it a waste to cut down the quantity just after replenishment? .
No matter what, it is best to cut back after this week, otherwise the food supplies will be wasted.
Do you see it.
In terms of resource utilization, the operational capabilities of the players will make capitalists cry.
"Understood, sir!"
Meng Feila expressed her understanding and put away her dark intentions towards the Mingyue Legion.
The army began to enter the dense mountains that separated the Crow Principality from the Lannar Plateau.
At the rear of the army are the Shadow Swordsmen, who are responsible for killing anyone who comes close, whether players or orcs, all will be killed without mercy.
