No one knew about this conversation on the afternoon of March 17, 2135. The only follow-up that irrelevant people could know was that there would be a wanted order for Jianghu when he traveled again. "Tianlai NovelＷ Ｗ． ⒉In the new wanted order, Jianghu, as the financial backer, has once again increased its bounty, and emphasized the seriousness of this incident and the fact that they have their own clues - in the previous For a period of time, there were people pretending to be heroes and wanting to come to reveal the list and claim rewards. However, the facts that were later discovered showed that the clues provided by these people were of no use at all.
Regardless of whether they want to put an end to such things, new bounty orders still appear on the guild pages of major forums in this way, and then are drowned in the deep waters of the forums by the overwhelming latest battle reports.
"The Empire has crossed Talon Avenue! It is about to reach Talon Village!"
"The imperial cavalry advance team has appeared under Tania City, and the four city gates are urgently closed!"
"The sorrow of the apocalypse - On the possibility of the principality's comeback in this war."
“The garrison outside the city is about to be razed, it’s time to pick up our weapons—principal players are now signing up to protect their homes and country!”
"call--"
Outside the South City Gate where a large number of players began to gather, a troubled Nan Tieshan sat with his arms folded on the wall of his residence that had not yet been built. He looked helplessly at the figures of some brothers who were busy around him. He sighed: "What should I do?"
"With so many people here, are you still scared?" A player with the same arrogance on the side said with a smile: "We still have so many people, even if the people from the principality can't do it, we players can do anything. Can you carry it for a while?"
"If we can't beat these guys back, so what if we carry them for a hundred years?" Nan Tieshan replied with a wry smile: "If this place becomes a battlefield, with our broken guild... I guess no one will come. ”
"The Iron Fist Gang was originally built by our brothers for fun. It doesn't matter if no one comes." The man slapped the black-armored man on the shoulder: "The key is... we just stay here like this. Is it really appropriate?"
"I trust that guy."
After staring intently at the outline of a village in the distance for a while, Nan Tieshan's eyes gradually narrowed: "Those guys... must still be hiding in the city."
"Which ones? What is that scapegoat called?"
The man recalled for a while: "Didn't you just have a fight with us in the city? Together with that red soul... what else did it hinder us?"
"They may be a traitor." The big man replied: "I don't know the specific situation, but in the original plan, once the game starts, the number of people online at night will suddenly decrease. Then we will investigate , maybe it will be easier. I didn’t expect..."
He looked at the crowd of players around him who were gearing up and vowing to live and die with the principality: "The people of the Empire are so untrustworthy. They will fight if they say they will."
"I thought you were worried about the station, but in the end, this is what you were worried about?"
The arrogant Iron Fist Gang brothers shouted in surprise: "Didn't the Imperials stop again, in front of the Talan Village? Don't worry, even if there is a fight, the main battlefield should be there, and no matter how bad it is, it should be us Here, it will not spread to the city. As long as there is still some blood, people should come out and fight with the empire to the end. Whoever stays in the city will be the traitor you said! Even if the principality cannot catch them, Jianghu And the people with the Sword of Justice will not spare them..."
"We won't spare them either. The problem is that no one is that stupid."
Nan Tieshan replied: "The wanted order has been alerting the snake for so many days but there has been no response. The progress of the war is also the result they want. Why should the rat that is nesting in the underground passage jump out at this time? If you want to catch them by the tail, I'm afraid it won't be possible without some extraordinary means, but the war is about to break out..."
"Oh, am I trying to comfort you? Don't be so aggressive, okay? I know you have tried your best for the future of our association. Although the incident at Falling Star Mountain failed last time, the brothers can all see the legs you ran. In my eyes..."
"Shut up, who told you that you failed?"
"Well, it didn't fail, it didn't fail, let's not talk about it, okay... So what should we do now? Do you have any good ideas?"
"There is a way...there is."
When another group of players passed by them, the big man in black armor slapped his body and stood up. Then he followed the crowd of players heading to the front line and looked in the direction of the small village: "It's just... …”
"It depends on whether it's too late."
boom!
In the temporary headquarters of Talan Village, an angry Tusker slapped his palm on the command table in front of him: "What? They haven't decided yet? Are all the people in the council dead?"
"I heard Carlos say before that there were nearly 30% less members in attendance. The president only scolded those people for their escape behavior and scolded them for a long time..."
"A bunch of cowards! Idiots!" Then Tusker's anger became even more intense: "They must have all escaped! This is a battle... No, this is treason! They should be arrested and cut into pieces! The whole family must be dead To the walls!”
"Calm down, Tasker." A weak voice immediately sounded from the corner of the room, and at the same time, he repelled the sweaty reporting soldier: "There is no use being angry with them. It's better to think about what to do. Bar."
"What should I do? What can I do?" Waving the noble dagger in his hand, Tasker turned his head angrily: "With a total strength of tens of thousands of people and a fortress, you will fail. Okay...can I have a few thousand city guards of any use?"
He stretched out his hand and pointed: "Only by this small village?"
"We still have those adventurers' stations, and those enthusiastic adventurers." Dusk, the former fortress general covered in bandages, sat quietly on his makeshift stretcher, with a smile on his panting face. Expression: "With those people here... we will definitely be able to stop the Imperials."
"Are you dizzy with failure? Or have you gone crazy?" Tusker looked at him with contempt: "You are actually stupid enough to believe those adventurers? Didn't their weak performance in the fortress not let you down? Are you giving up? Humph, you are still enthusiastic...or do you think this is just a family adventure, and you can win the war with enthusiasm alone?"
"No, quite the opposite."
Ignoring the nobles' disdainful expressions, Dusk shook his head and replied: "They... are the most promising people I have seen in a while."
"Believe me, if you dare to let them go, they will give you a good result."
"……I do not believe."
The two people stared at each other in silence for a long time. The bearded nobleman in military uniform still shook his head and said: "I am not you. I have never seen any fortress battles. Instead of trusting those despicable adventurers, it is better to put hope in yourself." hands."
"But the Congress has not come to a conclusion yet." Dusk replied quietly: "Pamir is not here, and the remaining members are still fighting over who should be responsible and who should be beheaded. The President can sit back and relax. The throne expressed silence, but we can't wait any longer. Without reinforcements and no strategy, once the emperor's encirclement is formed, our defeat may only take a few hours..."
"I know I know!"
Tusker waved his dagger and shouted, then put down his hand dejectedly: "Could it be... is this the burial place of me, Tusker?"
"Report!"
A soldier dressed as a city guard walked into the room and said loudly under the gaze of two people: "An adventurer wants to see the general!"
"who?"
"They call themselves...the Sword of Justice Adventure Group."
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On the night of March 17, 2135, the new round of team competition in the UEFA Cup Finals began under such circumstances. Compared with the schedule of the previous few days, the audience for tonight's game is obviously smaller. Even the official members of the league are very clear about the reason, not to mention those who have heard the news and are whispering among themselves at this time. The audience. The whispers in the venue before the game were no longer about the UEFA Cup finals, but speculation about the war in the free world. However, after the topic was discussed for a certain period of time, the surrounding players all realized something. The secret fact is that the number of visitors from the Principality is obviously smaller than the number of audiences from the Empire.
So some people left the scene quietly, fearing that their battle formation would be attacked by the principality during the night.
"Why do we still stay here? Didn't that kid lose?"
Naturally, there are also some members of the principality among the players staying at the scene, such as the codename Aqiang in front of them. However, the reason why they stay here does not seem to be some slogan such as "indifferent to national affairs", but some other reasons: "Stop talking nonsense, you guys wait here for a while, I'll go see someone, and then we'll leave and go back to Tania to defend..."
"Oh? It's actually a private meeting! I didn't expect that, boss, you have already started a happy cheating life before you even got the certificate... Oops!"
"You don't want to fucking live anymore, don't you? The labor and management are angry. They're going to peel off your skin and deduct another three months of your salary!"
Amidst the laughter of the woman in red on the side, a man in a suit stood up with his fists waving, then arranged his clothes as the game music gradually sounded around him, and walked quickly towards the contestants' seats. After a moment, the figure belonging to the man emerged from the Wings of Freedom seat with a face full of anger. While breathing heavily, he walked back to his original position: "Damn it, eliminated. You have killed our Yu Chen, and what happened last time has not been settled yet, and you want us to sell our own people again? Do you really think that I belong to your family? The labor and management still want to go back to fight the war!"
With these words in his mouth, the man walked around the players' seats, and when he was about to reach the edge of the auditorium, he was blocked by another person: "Lu Qiang."
"Who are you...uh."
The man in the suit raised his head angrily, but his expression became more exciting the next moment: "Duan Feng... no, Brother Long."
"You actually remember me."
The man with the scarred face showed a smile, but the scars on his face twisted with the muscles, showing a more terrifying and intimidating atmosphere: "Ever since I was injured... we have never been together again." Have you met?"
"Huh? Uh... Ahahaha, it's not that I don't want to disturb your rest... No, it's because I don't want to disturb your work... It's also wrong..."
The originally angry man in a suit completely lost his momentum. While hesitating and searching for a valid reason, he rubbed his hands in confusion, as if he wanted to leave this conspicuous place and avoid the attention of some well-intentioned people. The gaze projected towards me. But before he could come up with an excuse to leave, the scar-faced man waved to him, and then, as if he understood his embarrassment, he retreated into the darkness of the player's seat with his hands behind his back: "What did you just say? …went to Wings of Freedom, right?”
"Huh? Uh...well, don't get me wrong, I just..."
"Come here, I have something to ask you."
The last half of Duan Fenglei's face was revealed in the shadow: "Just... catching up on old times."
The man in the suit kept swinging his legs and hesitated in place for a few seconds. Finally, under the watchful eyes of his little brother, he moved towards the direction of the scarred man. The doubtful looks and inquiring gazes cast around them had not completely dissipated in the surrounding space. Sitting in a player's seat nearby, a burst of uncontrollable laughter suddenly broke out: "Puff, puff, puff..."
"What, what happened?" Mengzhu on the side asked in a low voice in confusion: "Those two people just now..."
"No, it's nothing." Xu Yu Liushang, who had changed into a blue dress, waved his hands and replied, "I just didn't expect...he could actually do it, hahahaha..."
Under the increasingly confused gazes of Mengzhu and Xiao Hongchen, the woman covering her mouth laughed loudly for a long time. Finally, she took out her communication ball from her small bag and casually sent out a message: "Duan Feng Lei selects people." Yes, he is your enemy."
"It would bother me if you describe it like that."
Duan Qing, who was lying in the game cabin, tilted his head, then swiped the screen and replied: "I have too many enemies."
"No, it's the debt you incurred recently. You must not have thought of..."
"...Forget it, whatever happens is fine."
After frowning and thinking for a while, Duan Qing finally gave up thinking in this direction and turned his attention to the upcoming game: "Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me?"
"...I'm surprised you're not late." A flowery sigh came from the other end of the phone.
"For the salary." Duan Qing responded nonchalantly: "Okay, and also for watching the show."
"Tanya in the free world seems to be having a bigger drama at the moment. Aren't you going to go take a look?"
"Hey, if you want to seduce me, it's impossible without a bigger drama." Duan Qing's voice showed a slight smile: "Let them work harder, maybe one day... I will pay attention to some .”
"Your taste seems a little different from the public. Look at the number of viewers tonight. Many staff have complained to me because of concerns about ratings, okay?"
"What a good deed it is to save them some energy to maintain order." Duan Qing replied nonchalantly: "As for my taste... there are so many of my old friends here, wouldn't it be wrong to miss them? it is a pity?"
His fingers clicked on the screen for a while, and a look of interest gradually appeared on his face: "Look..."
"Jianghu vs. Arashiyama...what a wonderful showdown."
