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Chapter 220

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Where did such violent Elves come from?

Were they … here to rescue their companions?

How did they know the whereabouts of the mercenary group?

How many of them were there? Was the Black Dragon around?

A few thoughts flashed through Crocodile's mind, and his back was drenched in cold sweat …

The Elves that appeared were naturally the gamers.

To be more precise, it was the fastest Crypt Spider Cavalry.

There were about two hundred Crypt Spider Cavalry.

They were separated by Li Mu into a team and commanded by Fried Tomato, who was good at small team battles.

There were about forty Elven Archers, sixty Elven Mages, twenty Elven Druids, and ninety Elven Hunters and Warriors.

The Archers, Mages, and Druids all had long-range attacks.

The hunters and warriors were also given a dwarf steam gun that had been modified by the Mengmeng Committee …

The Steam Gun's attack was notoriously difficult to use skills. The Archers' skills were targeted at bows, so their weapons were still bows. Those who used the Steam Gun were the Warriors and Hunters who didn't know how to use long-range attacks.

It could be said that after the Warriors and Hunters were equipped with the Steam Gun, the two hundred gamers had a certain level of long-range attack.

Under Li Mu's command, Fried Tomato led the Crypt Spider Cavalry to catch up with the mercenary group and started to attack and harass them …

They rode on the ferocious Spiders and charged toward the Crocodile Mercenary Group's campsite. They were like a group of mad bandits going down the mountain to plunder.

In the process of charging, the players with longbows raised their longbows again, the players with staffs chanted spells, and the players with swords on their backs raised their thick and cumbersome Dwarven steam rifles once again … …

Following a series of loud explosions, a few more mercenaries fell to the ground. Then, dozens of arrows flew over, followed by a series of offensive spells. Fireballs, wind blades, icicles … In the blink of an eye, they were all here.

Screams sounded one after another, and a dozen mercenaries were drowned in the rain of arrows and Magic Spells.

In less than a minute, almost fifty mercenaries around the campsite had lost their lives!

This sudden attack immediately stunned the mercenaries, and the edge of the camp instantly fell into chaos.

Seeing the panicked mercenaries and the outstanding results, the morale of the gamers increased.

"Haha! What a noob! "

"Ten thousand experience points! I killed a mercenary and gained 10,000 EXP in one shot! "

"F * ck! Too rich! "

The long-range players became excited, and the way they looked at the mercenaries changed.

That burning gaze even made the mercenaries at the outermost perimeter shiver.

However, the melee players who used steam guns were a little dejected.

"What a pity … I'm a warrior. This steam gun doesn't have any skills attached to it. Even if I kill someone, I won't get any experience …"

The effects of War Sacrifice were attached to skills and melee attacks.

Slashes from swords, magic attacks, and even arrows shot by archers with the help of skills could all give experience.

However, if he relied solely on tools, he would not be able to trigger this effect.

For example, the Boxed Lunch Team that used explosives to kill the Crypt Spiders, as well as the Warriors and Hunters that used steam guns. Although they killed their targets, they did not receive any EXP.

"Don't panic! There will be a chance for you to engage in close combat in a while. Listen to my orders and continue to charge! "

Fried Tomato comforted the melee players as he led the Crypt Spider Riders towards the mercenaries …

The players' first wave of surprise attacks caused heavy damage to the Crocodile Mercenary Group.

Fifty mercenaries died in battle, which was already one-twentieth of the total number …

However, the loud roar also caused Crocodile to snap out of his daze.

When he saw more than two hundred Elven Spider Riders charge out without any other elves supporting them, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Just over two hundred Elves riding strange spiders was nothing in Crocodile's eyes!

He snorted coldly and shouted.

"Steady! Don't panic! There aren't many people on the other side! "

"It's Elven Archers and Elven Mages! They even got the steam guns of the dwarves! "

"Bring up shields and spears! Form a shield wall defensive formation! Mages, quickly add magic to the shield wall! Protect the camp! Don't let those spiders charge in! "

Under the orders of the leader, the mercenaries quickly regained their composure.

They listened to Crocodile's orders and hurriedly raised their shields to form a shield wall. They also pierced their spears through the gaps to prevent the Crypt Spiders from approaching.

A small number of human Mages hurriedly chanted spells to add a magic shield to the shield wall.

The charging players launched another attack.

The Warriors and Hunters pulled the triggers of the steam guns, and the loud roar sounded again …

But this time, the mercenaries were prepared.

The steel bullets shot from the steam guns arrived in the blink of an eye. The shield wall raised by the mercenaries trembled slightly, and the magic shield on it flickered with ripples …

This time, the players' attacks did not even penetrate the magic shield. Only metal balls fell to the ground …

In the world of Segers, the magic shield was the most effective defense against kinetic weapons that did not have any skills attached to them.

Therefore, after the mercenaries had the magic shield, the steam guns in the players' hands lost their deterrence.

Seeing that their attacks were ineffective, the players could not help but curse.

"F * ck! Even if this gun has been modified, its attack power is too weak! "

"No wonder the Dwarves' steam guns were eliminated. They're dead when they meet magic …"

"Should we charge?"

"Melee players, don't charge! Switch to Archers! We still have Mages and Druids! "

Fried Tomato roared angrily and issued a new command.

Upon hearing the party commander's command, the Archers riding Crypt Spiders raised their bows and fired magic arrows with the help of their skills.

At the same time, the Mages and Druids hurriedly chanted spells again.

The arrows with skills flew again, but they only penetrated the magic shield under the effect of skills. They shot into the shield, but they could not penetrate any further …

Instead, the magic spells that followed caused a certain amount of damage to the mercenaries.

However, with the protection of the magic shield and shields, only a few of the mercenaries were lightly injured.

The attack power of the mid-level Black Iron players' long-range skills were still limited …

Therefore, after losing the surprise effect of the sneak attack, the players' attacks were instantly thwarted when the mercenaries began to target them.

Seeing that the players' attacks were thwarted, Crocodile's eyes lit up.

"The shield wall is good! Maintain the magic! Their attack power is limited, and there are not many of them! Surround them! Catch them! "

Following the command, the mercenaries, who had recovered their morale, raised the shield wall and surrounded the players.

Seeing that the mercenaries were about to surround the players, Fried Tomato shouted in Elvish,

"Cancel the charge! Disperse! Attack from left and right! Focus on harassment! Stall for time! "

After he gave the command, the players instantly changed their route.

They no longer charged at the mercenaries. Instead, they avoided the shield wall and moved to the sides of the campsite. At the same time, they shot arrows, guns, and fireballs at the campsite from time to time.

They did not seek to kill, but only to disrupt everything.

After the players changed their tactics, although they did not cause much damage to the mercenaries, they once again restrained the mercenaries' movements.

More than two hundred Crypt Spider Knights seemed to have transformed into a group of grassland mounted archers. They circled the campsite of the mercenaries, shooting as they circled.

Occasionally, they threw fireballs into the campsite and ignited the goods, causing a commotion among the mercenaries.

Looking at the goods that were ignited by the fireballs, Crocodile's eyes turned red.

"Bastard!"

Those goods were the treasures that he had painstakingly bought from the Kingdom of Ayres! He had to resell them to the Empire!

"Put out the fire! Maintain the formation. Personal guards, follow me! Catch those Elves! "

He ordered in exasperation.

At Crocodile's command, the mercenaries in the camp began to put out the fire in a flurry. The mercenaries on the outside maintained their formation, while dozens of mercenaries with the strength of Iron Rank rushed out with Crocodile himself, directly launching a counterattack against the elves …

But … Crocodile had underestimated the speed of the Crypt Spiders.

After signing a contract with the players, the large Crypt Spiders moved slightly faster. Moreover, the Mages and Druids cast the continuous Light Spell on everyone, so the mercenaries could not catch up.

Only Crocodile, who had reached the middle Silver level, could catch up with the speed of the players.

But every time he rushed out, the players would focus their firepower on him and avoid him. Although they could not cause him any harm, they limited his pursuit.

"Why are these Elves so cunning?!"

Crocodile's expression was ugly.

However, although the mercenaries could not catch up with the Elves, the Elves could not rush into the campsite of the mercenaries. Even the attacks that were aimed at the mercenaries were ineffective under the defense of the mercenaries.

The situation … was in a stalemate.

But even so, the Elves did not give up on attacking. They were still circling the campsite and harassing the mercenaries, as if they were not in a hurry to save their companions …

After noticing this fact, Crocodile's expression finally changed.

He suddenly realized a problem.

"These Elves … are not trying to save people, but to buy time!"

"They … might have reinforcements! They might be waiting for the Black Dragon! "

In an instant, Crocodile's face turned pale.

He gritted his teeth and roared.

"Don't tangle with them! Maintain the formation, let's go! "

However, just as he gave the order, faint shouts could be heard from the direction of the trade route in the south …

Crocodile was shocked and looked over subconsciously.

Accompanied by waves of dust, a dense group of fully armed Elves appeared in a tight formation and appeared in the sight of the mercenaries.

At a glance, there were many of them, no less than a thousand!

"So many Elves?!"

Crocodile was stunned by the exaggerated number of Elves.

But, it was not over yet …

Just when the mercenaries were shocked by the sudden appearance of the Elven army, and there was a faint commotion …

A loud and clear dragon's roar came from the horizon.

The thing that Crocodile feared the most happened.

A ferocious Black Dragon, flapping its huge wings, appeared in the sight of the mercenaries …

“RUA! Evil humans! You have captured Merril's companions! You must pay a painful price for this! "

Its loud and excited voice resounded in the air.

For a moment, Crocodile's mood fell to the bottom …

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