"Left, left! There are fewer people on the left, please add one more!"
"Block the door! You have to die there!"
"Cavalry! Another group of cavalry is coming, prepare to deal with it!"
March 30, 795 in the New Calendar, is a fairly normal day for most of the natives and players in the Free Continent. Some people are looking for treasures and wealth in adventures full of fantasy and excitement. Some people are enjoying the game in the warm and passionate sunshine, which is naturally filled with the blood and killing caused by the battle, but compared with the Fars Fortress at this moment, that level is far away. Not enough - in just five minutes after the serial explosions, the battle here had already reached a fever pitch. However, the person who was directing the principality's side in the middle of the chaotic battlefield was not Captain Silenko, who had been doing nothing all day long but was rising up to fight. Instead, he was the classmate Ladder who had just led several players over.
"Don't be cowardly! The target is right in front of you! Three, two... Fuck me, beat me to death!"
Looking at the several imperial soldiers who suddenly rushed up from the side, the eldest brother carrying the ax suddenly took two steps diagonally, then raised the ax and knocked the enemy at the front to the ground with the axe: "One! Release!"
Bizarre weapons such as spears and halberds were thrust forward in unison with the cry, mixed with a lot of random throwing objects, and with the players' unique mixed slogans, the players who had just rushed through the door and had not yet The cavalryman who had time to figure out the situation dismounted his horse. However, this kind of temporary killing cannot completely kill these imperial people. Even if they are killed, it will not be able to change the overall situation - no matter how brave the adventurers are, they will face the fortress defense that has had its gate blown open. It is difficult for a small human hand to do anything like this.
Fortunately, the previous explosion only had this effect.
"Amber wine is also dead? I XXXX...you! Go and call more people, the more the better! What, you don't know anyone? Is it okay to shout?"
An imperial soldier was chopped down again with an axe. The ladder turned around and grabbed a player by the collar, spitting all the spit on his face: "Just go and shout - the rush team at the entrance of the fortress is in full swing! There is no prize." , whether love will come or not, if you can’t win, in the future..."
"There is no such thing as a copy of Fars Battlefield!"
Ladder's words actually don't need to be shouted to other players - there was such a loud noise coming from the fortress, and anyone who wasn't a fool would definitely have noticed something unusual here. In fact, when the players heard the commotion, they immediately put down their work and gathered towards the west gate of the fortress. However, most of them were stopped by some guards who suddenly appeared when they passed through the square under the central courtyard of the fortress. Some of the timid guys did not dare to come forward to ask, but the people who arrived were really There are too many, and there are always some players who are not afraid of trouble and know them well, and they will rush up and shout at the principality guards who temporarily block them.
"Why are you blocking our way?"
"There is a military exercise ahead! Unrelated personnel are not allowed to pass!"
"...Let's go over and take a look!"
"This is a principality fortress and an important military area! Even if you adventurers run around, please go back and stay here!"
Quarreling and pushing occurred simultaneously on both sides of this temporary and sparse cordon. However, facing the increasingly agitated crowd of players, these soldiers were obviously unable to control the situation. Finally, a guy who looked like an officer ran out of the fortress on the side, waving his weapon and shouting at the crowds on both sides: "You! What do you want to do? Do you want to rebel?"
"It's Chief Fias..." Players who knew him shouted involuntarily.
"I've stopped them all. Let me see who dares to charge into the formation?" The man ran in front of the players, first looked in a certain direction behind, and then said to the crowd with a grin: "It's just a group of greedy adventurers. You, the worm of the principality, hahahaha! How dare you defy the military might of the principality?"
His eyes widened: "This is an order personally issued by General Dusk..."
Stab!
A sound like tearing a piece of defeated leather sounded in front of everyone. The eyes of the person who was speaking widened. Correspondingly, the weapon in his hand also slowly lowered, and then fell to the ground. .
"You guys...are often very powerful when dealing with your own people."
As the officer fell, a figure in white clothes appeared behind him, but at this moment, his snow-white clothes had long been stained red by the splattered blood: "But when it comes to dealing with outsiders, When that happens, you won’t be able to use any tricks anymore.”
"You, how dare you..."
"Hurry, catch him quickly..."
The surrounding soldiers hurriedly grabbed their weapons and pointed their spearheads at the guy who was shaking his head and muttering to himself. Although it seemed that this man killed his commander with one blow, these players never paid attention to him. The principal guards are not too afraid of the unfamiliar person in front of them, but it is different for the players, because in their eyes, that person has a big name on his head. .
"It's Mo Shang Qing Shan, the king of the barbarians!"
"He actually killed Fias..."
"He, he's done, how can he still hang out in the principality in the future?"
"But I like such an arrogant character!"
"No...what happened here?"
"Now……"
In front of the increasingly restless crowd, Duan Qing, who was holding his chest and holding a knife, looked at the guards who were swaying left and right, and showed an equally ferocious smile: "You actually want to be the second and fifth son, help me?" Imperial people play..."
"Get out of my way!"
A whirlwind danced by a giant sword suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes. It smashed away several guards near Duan Qing like a swirling cloud, and then stopped suddenly. He shook off the blood on the knife, smiled at the few remaining guards who had retreated further, then took two steps forward and kicked away the body of the officer he had chopped down before.
"You, what did you just say?"
In the unreasonable silence, a player stepped forward hesitantly and slowly asked his question.
"Let me say it, it's better to let these people do it."
Smiling at the guy, Duan Qing stepped aside and let out several players who had been blocked by the guards and wanted to send messages. Soon after, more and more principality players began to know that the fortress was about to be breached, and the entire team of adventurers gradually became excited.
"Holy shit, is this even possible? Brothers of the Gale Adventure Group, copy me!"
"Go to the tavern quickly! I just saw and heard the wind singing there and was drinking there..."
"Where's Qingxi? Where did Qingxi and her women's army go?"
"They seem to be on a mission today..."
"Damn it, if Duan Fenglei from Jianghu is still here..."
"That's right! Go offline quickly! Make phone calls, send messages and post on the website. Go quickly!"
The noise split into several groups in an instant, and everyone ran out in their own directions. When he saw that there were not many people inside who wanted to escape, Duan Qing also had a smile on his face. He secretly gasped for a while, then gritted his teeth, grabbed his weapon, and waved to some players running past him: "You guys..."
"Can you... follow me?"
"ah?"
Several players looked back and forth in the crowd: "Didn't the Empire come here? Where else are you going?"
"The fighting over Ximen is very fierce right now. If we go more, it will only increase the chaos." Duan Qing lowered his head and smiled: "Compared to that... there are still some people who need us to deal with."
"Who?"
"BOSS."
Duan Qing smiled: "This internal explosion... there is always someone who needs to be responsible."
Amid the hesitant movements of several players, Duan Qing raised his head and looked above the fortress - around the fortress, which was about to become a battlefield, some faint sounds of fighting were coming from that direction.
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"How is the situation, Your Excellency?"
"Although I didn't expect the idiots in the principality to be so tenacious, we will be able to occupy the area around the gate in no time."
On the outskirts of Fars Fortress, on the green lawn, several imperial men who looked like commanders were riding horses and standing not far from the west gate, quietly watching the ongoing fierce battle. Among them, the captain of the imperial cavalry who had appeared on the grassland and shouted, smiled and answered the question raised by the people next to him: "After this place is controlled by us, this unbreakable fortress... will soon be trampled by us." draw."
"The strategies you provided are very good." Finally, he said with appreciation.
The person sitting on the horse next to him was clearly a player. I saw him clenching his fist vigorously, and then replied with a humble expression: "Captain Larson, this is just what we should do. It is our honor to be able to contribute to the empire's hegemony. .but……"
He straightened up and said, "I didn't expect this trick to work in the end."
"Hahahaha!" An imperial commander sitting on the other side laughed loudly: "Don't worry, if we can capture this place today, we will definitely have the name of Wings of Freedom in our battle record!"
"...Then I would like to thank you all in advance." Liangchen Meiyu replied with a smile, and then returned her gaze to the direction of the battlefield: "But...the most critical person for the success of this strategy is still a few people. Lord Kurosawa."
"Yes..." Captain Larsen sighed and said, "He has been away from his hometown for too long. He has been waiting for this incident... I will ask Mr. Compion to ask him to propose to the emperor about retirement care."
"The Frey Empire... will never treat anyone with merit."
He looked at Liangchen Meiyu, as if he was hinting something to him, but he didn't notice his expression afterwards. He just lowered his head and muttered to himself: "But... nothing will happen to him, right? It's planned." The magic bomb handed over to him seems to be missing one shot..."
"Don't worry." Captain Larson patted the horse's neck and laughed: "Kurosawa's ability is very strong. Ten or eight guys may not be able to defeat him. If he doesn't even have this ability, he won't be able to defeat him." Maybe I have been lurking in the fortress for so long..."
"And he also became an adjutant! Hahahaha!" Another officer next to him laughed.
"That's true." Liangchen Meiyu agreed, but her brows gradually furrowed: "But... I always feel..."
"What, Brother Liangchen? Is there anything else you're worried about?"
"No, it's nothing."
Liangchen Meiyu lowered her head and thought for a while, then said slowly: "But... just to be on the safe side, I think..."
"It would be better to send that thing out as well."
"That thing?"
The person who laughed before immediately widened his eyes: "Is it necessary?"
"Well... of course, even if it is to show strength and scare the enemy..."
"What Brother Liangchen said seems to make sense."
Captain Larsen touched his chin and whispered: "What do you think? Are you... reluctant?"
"How could you not give up!"
The officer on the side laughed again: "You don't know, I have been waiting for this moment... for how many days!"
"Young ones!"
"Here!" Several soldiers following the cavalry immediately replied.
"Did you hear that? It's time for us to show off our skills!"
"yes!"
With the sound of wind and the sound of horse hooves, the guards followed the officer's U-turn and retreated away. Among the few people left watching the battlefield situation, only Captain Larsen's men and Liangchen Meiyu were left. , his eyes wandered around the chaotic gate for a while, then moved his eyes upward, and began to look at the upper level of the fortress where black smoke was still rising.
"I hope... there will be no accidents." He murmured.
Ryotatsu Miyu's worries were only half realized now, because Lord Kurosawa, whom they relied on, was indeed blocked at the top of the fortress. However, judging from the situation in the corridor at this moment, the empire's undercover agent does not seem to be in any danger to his life, because the person who blocked him in this place, or in other words, his opponent who is blocking this place to prevent anyone from passing, is only Just one person.
But they've been fighting here for nearly ten minutes.
"What should I call you? Or Deputy Wood?"
Amidst the crackling sound caused by the fist wind, the two figures separated again. One of the people's half-kneeling body drew a long mark on the ground, and then slowly stood up - from Judging from the marks on the ground, this process seemed to have been repeated many times, but the man, who seemed to be unscathed, showed no intention of stopping. He moved his sore wrist and looked at the opponent who had not moved in front of him: "Who are you?"
"I am who I am, and I am Adjutant Wood."
Opposite the man, Adjutant Wood, who was much thinner than him, naturally lowered his hands and stood there with a smile on his face: "It's you... Spartak, right?"
"When did you find out about all this?"
"I have been alert to some of your strange behaviors for a long time." The man opposite twisted his wrist and slowly stepped forward: "But... I am sure that I am not the one who found something wrong with you. "
"oh?"
"It's a guy who was traveling with me today." Spartak grinned: "I won't go into details, but he said the name of a prisoner of war who was transferred to the Banhe stronghold from somewhere else..."
"You're not supposed to know."
The following words were not spoken by Spartak who wanted to continue the contest, but the voice from the end of the corridor finally stopped his seemingly never-ending steps. He turned around and found Duan Qing's figure as expected, as well as some scattered players following him.
"I'm here to help." He smiled and asked, "You... don't mind, do you?"
"I'm very mind."
Looking at the large number of players behind Duan Qing, Spartak shook his shoulders and replied. (To be continued.)
