When Yiran arrived at Jiaoyuan City, the wave of Warcraft rushed out of the Warcraft Forest and was about to reach the foot of the city wall. The overwhelming bows and arrows blocked the sky. Even though Yiran had entered the late stage of foundation building, he was shocked by it.
Maybe human power can really defeat God?
Yiran held his sword in the air five miles away from Jiaoyuan City. He watched the martial arts cultivator gather his inner strength to pull the strong bow. Countless monsters fell in the midst of the arrows. The fighting spirit in his heart was boiling, but he knew that it was not his turn yet. The moment he takes action.
When the frontmost magical beast was only two miles away from the city wall, countless magicians began to take action. Fireball, wind blade, and thunder and lightning techniques continued to fall. There were also fire wall, water curtain, and wind barrier techniques to block the tide of magical beasts layer by layer. progress.
Each monk pushed his magic power and internal energy to the extreme to block the onslaught of the monsters.
The patrol distance of Jiaoyuan City Guards is only five miles within the Warcraft Forest, and there is no way to know the arrival of the Warcraft wave in advance. When the city guard sent the signal, the wave of monsters approached the edge of the forest.
There was no time to set up any defense line, so everyone could only retreat to Jiaoyuan City and wait for it, using the city wall as the only line of defense. This was a very passive resistance strategy, and it was also the only solution to deal with Warcraft for a long time.
The strong need to become stronger, and practice except for tasks. Most of the patrolling warriors are only at the first level of strength and will not go deeper than five miles into the Warcraft Forest at most. This also caused the wave of monsters to be discovered and sent back messages only when they were nearby.
It is even more difficult to intuitively judge the level of the Warcraft tide. Only when the Warcraft leader appears can the border city take specific countermeasures. If the wave of monsters is too strong to resist, the civilians will retreat from the rear of the city led by the younger and more talented border troops. From the city lord to the captain of the battle team, the stronger ones die first and the weaker ones take over. Until the entire border town was still haunted by ghosts, and there was not a single living martial arts cultivator.
Of course, such a terrifying wave of monsters may not appear once in more than ten years. Otherwise, if the axis massacres the city and annihilates the country, there will still be a few principalities that can steadily continue the rule of the country.
When the second-level monsters appeared, the wave of monsters had already reached the city wall. The bows and arrows were almost useless. All the first-level monks retreated, and the great warriors fired short spears to attack. Being condescending and possessing great inner strength, its lethality is extremely astonishing.
The great magician also began to appear. The fire magician used the explosive fire tornado. While attacking the monsters, he was also committed to burning the corpses of the monsters. The valuable corpses of the monsters seemed worthless at this moment. Once piled up, it will become a ladder for monsters to climb onto the city wall. Other great magicians focus on killing the few magical beasts that can fly.
The wave of demonic beasts not only continued to kill, blood stained the city wall, and the claws of the demonic beasts left scars several feet deep on the city wall.
Within a few sticks of incense, the speed at which the great fire magician burned the corpses could no longer keep up with the speed at which the monsters died. Countless corpses piled up, forming a staircase leading directly to the city wall.
If a powerful magical beast appears at this time and attacks the city in one fell swoop, destroying the city wall from top to bottom, or even occupying a section of the city wall, there may be a crisis of a flood of magical beasts flooding into the city.
So at this juncture, the elite third-level soldiers in the city would take action to protect the city and look for opportunities to fight out, pulling the battlefield under the city wall.
The wave of Warcraft has just begun at this point. Although we can see numerous results and no one has died yet, what comes next is the real killing feast.
Those long-prepared warriors followed the martial artists out of the city to fight against the wave of monsters. They did not rush in. After killing several second-level monsters and depleting most of their internal strength, they retreated. A new wave of monks jumped down to take over the former. The positions, alternating shots and coordination are extremely tacit.
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There will still be many monks who will find it difficult to return to the city wall because they were too late to retreat or were attacked by surprise.
It stands to reason that when a general siege of Warcraft reaches this stage, the leader of Warcraft will appear to attack and destroy the city, creating opportunities for low-level Warcraft to enter the city. But this was not the case with this wave of Warcraft. Until the Warcraft Forest, there were only intermittent third-level Warcraft running out, and the early Fourth-Level Warcraft had not yet appeared.
Therefore, the city lord with dazzling robes standing on top of the city didn't take any action. He just waved his arm, and several strong men who had stepped into the fourth level beside him also participated in the battle.
Although the tide of monsters in this formation is terrifying, and many monks will inevitably die in the battle, there will not be any gaps in the city, and it is only a matter of time before all the monsters are cleared.
Yi Ran was lost in thought as he watched the offensive of the Warcraft Tide, "It is said that Warcraft have no consciousness and only have the instinct to kill. But why did the Warcraft Tide only attack around the city after breaking out of the Warcraft Forest? Why didn't it spread and attack the city? Invading the entire border? Only a few low-level monsters will break away from the tide of monsters and go elsewhere, and they seem to be just lost."
He shook his head gently, no longer thinking about this strange problem, and just thought that Warcraft also had its own way of communication. The wooden sword under his feet trembled, and Yiran quickly fell to the corner of the city wall, and then walked towards the city lord.
As he fell, Yiran was locked by the city lord's mental power, but he did not resist or show any hostility. After landing on the city wall, he put the wooden sword back into the sword box and walked towards the city lord who was now alone.
Everyone along the way was busy attacking the wave of monsters, but no one paid any attention to Yiran who was passing by. Walking directly to the city lord, Yiran clasped his fists and said, "Junior Yiran is passing by Jiaoyuan City, do you need to take action again?"
Looking at the approaching young man, the city lord was also slightly moved. He was such a young and energetic young man. His cultivation level is actually hard to see through. He is not afraid of such a wave of monsters and even proactively comes to his aid. Moreover, he is not arrogant at all. Then he nodded lightly and wiped his gray beard, and then clasped his fists, "I am Wu Wei, the Lord of Jiaoyuan City. There are no leaders above level 4 in this wave of monsters. There is no difficulty in defending it, so I won't bother you, young hero, to take action."
Yiran turned his eyes and looked at the soldiers dying under the city wall. He felt a little unhappy in his heart, and the sword in the box was hesitant and silent. Watching his colleagues die but not taking action, even though he knew that the city lord named Wu Wei was on guard against possible fourth-level monsters, he still felt very unhappy in his heart. Once the city's most powerful force takes action, how many border army monks can escape death?
Yiran, who was very unhappy in his heart, did not stop at all, nor did he say another word to Wu Wei. He unsheathed his wooden sword and flew back with his sword. The moment he left the city wall, his body was holding a wooden sword in the air in his right hand, and his shocking aura instantly erupted. A green light of tens of feet passed away, and then dozens of red flowers bloomed.
Killing several third-level monsters and dozens of second-order monsters with one sword, all the monsters were split into two and slowly fell down.
Then the wooden sword returned to Yiran's feet again, and his figure shot out and disappeared instantly.
Only the second-level monks were left looking at the awe-inspiring sword and the corpses of more than twenty monsters that were split into two in horror. Wu Wei was also shaken in his heart and couldn't control himself, and the hand holding the staff was sweating.
That young man whose accent didn't sound like that of the Tianlai Principality, was actually so terrifying in terms of cultivation and combat power that he even asked Da to let him come to his side. If he had any bad intentions, he would never be able to withstand the sharpness of that sword.
But he never thought about why the young man who called himself Yi Ran would use that sword after he said he didn't need help.
When Yiran returned to the city and could not see Zhang San, she heard his roar.
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The speed of the sword suddenly increased by two points, and the perception immediately spread.
The old horse who had followed them in the perception had fallen into a pool of blood. Zhang San punched a long-dead alien beast, the Wind Demonic Wolf, like crazy. Yiran had never seen this violent side of Zhang San, but he knew that Zhang San had always treated people with kindness, and he was the kind of person who would treat those who were kind to him a hundredfold.
Otherwise, he would not have picked up the unconscious Yiran, but he carefully fed Yiran the big white steamed buns that he was reluctant to eat.
At this moment, Yiran saw another side of Zhang San. Anyone who did evil to him must repay him a hundred times. If the young man is the one he loves, how can he not get angry?
This old horse was already very old and even lame. That day, the owner happened to meet him and wanted to kill it for its meat. Zhang San couldn't bear it and deceived Yiran. How could a knight go out without holding a horse, but they were nothing but bullshit knights.
Although Yiran felt funny in her heart, she gave all the dozens of copper coins they had obtained from selling a lot of game to the man so that he could replace the old horse.
Zhang San is usually reluctant to ride for a while. Whenever he encounters fertile grass by the stream, he will stop and let the old horse eat before continuing on the road. This old horse followed Zhang San through half of the Tianjiang Principality and saw half of the world. He does not expect to possess a peerless magic weapon or any unparalleled classics, but he only cherishes his horse to the extreme.
When the strange beast appeared, Zhang San found a back slope to rest leisurely with a grass root in his mouth, completely unaware of the approaching danger. What's more, even if danger comes, you won't have any power to resist if you run away.
When the old horse began to neigh and he was the first to notice the crisis, Zhang San came to his senses and poked his head out from under the back slope. What he saw was a scene that shocked and filled him with rage.
Instead of escaping, the lame old horse confronted the Gale Demon Wolf. He raised his injured hoof high to intimidate the Gale Demon Wolf, but within a few breaths, the Gale Demon Wolf bit his neck and lost his life.
Zhang San looked into the old horse's eyes and saw the sadness in its eyes, which seemed to blame Zhang San for not running away. They have traveled through half of the world, why don't they run away now? Zhang San saved its life, and it was willing to return Zhang San's life.
Zhang San's eyes instantly turned red and he lost his mind and rushed towards the Wind Demon Wolf.
Before the Gale Demon Wolf, who was still eating the horse carcass, could react, he was punched in the head. The dizzy Wind Demon Wolf immediately counterattacked, its sharp fangs and sharp claws leaving deep visible scars on Zhang San's body, but Zhang San didn't care at all.
When the Gale Demon Wolf bit his neck, his survival instinct made him wrap his left hand around the Gale Demon Wolf's neck with all his strength, and punch the Gale Demon Wolf's head with his right hand.
Until the Gale Demon Wolf lost its vitality and until Yiran returned to his side, Zhang San still didn't stop. There is no intact skin on the right hand anymore, and all the finger bones are exposed, which is horrible to look at.
Yiran pulled Zhang San, and her true energy condensed on her fingertips to knock him out with a light tap. If Zhang San is allowed to go crazy like this, he may die directly from exhaustion of energy and spirit.
He raised his hand and punched out with a burst of true energy. A large pit more than ten feet deep appeared on the ground. After burying the old horse, he immediately flew to Shou'an City with Zhang San's sword.
Yiran, who had been to Jiaoyuan City, knew that the reason why he was shaken today was not because of Jiaoyuan City, but probably because of Shou'an City, fifty miles away.
After stepping into the foundation building, my premonition became extremely powerful, especially the premonition of the coming crisis. This allowed him to avoid many crises and gain many opportunities. My heart is shaken today, something big must happen related to me.
The wooden sword was in the air, and the sword energy reached the sky. Yiran flashed Zhang San in his hand, and disappeared in an instant to Shou'an City.
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