In the Red Name Village, a new hidden race appeared in front of the players. Lei Huo Long's ability to maneuver and control the field effectively made up for the China team's lack of firepower, and the China team's large number of cannon fodder effectively ensured the survival of Lei Huo Long. Although the price of shielding the China team increased their casualties, Lei Huo Long was almost unscathed, and the China team gradually took control of the situation.
At this moment, the China players were cheering, and the European Union players were anxious and gloomy!
At this time, the European Union team command was suffocating. This result was completely unacceptable! The European Union's red names had suffered for so long, sacrificed so much fun in the game, and all they got in return was to be strong in the Red Name Village. But what made people despair was that being strong did not mean being invincible!
Everyone was a professional player, and of course they knew where the problem was. The red names' points were too extreme, and once they were suppressed, their spellcasting was not much better than a normal player. But there was no point in discussing this now. The European Union team had to deal with this situation.
Mario, the Italian red name, was the first to propose a solution. "Send a few hundred players who specialize in offense and defense into the Red Name Village as bodyguards for the fishing red names."
The solution was simple and definitely effective, but the problem was that the main players of each country were racing against time to develop in the resource-rich and experience-rich new world. Who would be willing to waste time in the Red Name Village? Even the captains of the major teams were wondering if this was a trick by the China team. Once they sent their main players over, wouldn't they be playing into the hands of the China team? There was no solution!
Was there really no solution? Of course not, there was a magical team that could make the impossible possible!
The Swedish team looked at the Indian team again. "Minister Nehru, we are willing to transfer the quota to enter the Red Sea to you. This is also a great benefit and honor for you. What do you think?"
The English captain immediately agreed. "Yes, in the current situation, I suggest that the Indian team should put in more effort. What do you think, Mr. Minister?"
The French captain also clapped and laughed. "Yes, just now everyone was talking about how to cover for Amir Khan. Now we have a solution. Send a large number of Indian players in, and the China players will not be able to stop them. This is called a saturation attack!"
The German captain smiled and said, "I think the Indian team should send more cannon fodder in addition to their main players. Only the Indian team can compete with the China team in terms of cannon fodder."
Cannon fodder? Hearing this word, Nehru's face turned ugly. Two days ago, for the decisive battle in the City of Pantheon, Team India gloriously played the role of a suicide squad, sacrificing the millions of troops they had accumulated since the start of the server. Now was the time when the Indian team needed a breather to develop. How could they send the Indian team as cannon fodder again? Although it wasn't that the Indian team couldn't be cannon fodder, the Germans shouldn't take it for granted and say it out loud so rudely.
Perhaps sensing Nehru's displeasure, Prince George promptly explained, "Mr. Minister, our interests are one. As long as we achieve a major victory in the Red Name Village, we will give your team a bonus based on the number of members dispatched. What do you think of this suggestion?"
There was no need for Nehru to be pretentious anymore! Since the Japanese team could destroy the City of God's Punishment in the China server, then the Indian team should be able to redeem themselves!
Nehru gritted his teeth and said, "Since everyone has such high expectations for the Indian team, then we can't let the players of the world down. I've decided to send 100 main players and 2,000 cannon fodder to the Red Name Village. We will fight the China team!"
"2,000 cannon fodder!!!"
As expected, only the Indian team could make such a big move! At that moment, the European Union's command center was filled with thunderous applause and cheers! Hearing such enthusiastic applause, Nehru instantly forgot about the unhappiness of being cannon fodder and was instantly intoxicated …
At 5: 30 pm Beijing time, when the players of the world were watching the exciting "mouse toying with the cat" maneuver of the China's Flame Man in the Red Name Village, a huge white light descended from the sky at the Red Name Village's teleportation point. Hundreds and thousands of Indian players appeared!
The China players who were resting in the square were in an uproar! But that was not the end. An endless stream of white light poured down like a waterfall, and the entire square became a sea of Indian players!
"Wow! There are so many Indian players! "At that moment, the players of the world were shocked!
"Is Third Brother crazy?!" The big bosses of the China guild were also shocked. "Do they know what they are doing? Is the Red Name Village really so rich that they are willing to work so hard? "
Zhuo Long didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "They are going to fight us to the end — Lei Huolong, what do you say?"
Lei Huolong's excited voice came from the big screen. "They are going to give us the Thousand Kill! Don't worry, Guild Master, I will fight to my heart's content! "
The big bosses laughed and said, "Good! It has always been our China's Red Name Village that gets killed by others. Now that someone has finally come to our doorstep, let's fight to our heart's content! "
…
Such a major incident in the Red Name Village naturally alarmed Dafei, who was watching the news through a small window. But although it was a major incident, Dafei did not understand. What was Third Brother trying to do? It did not matter, as long as it did not affect Hilda's quest.
At that moment, Dafei received a message from Xiao Li. "Brother, I met a Cynocephalus NPC in the Underground Magic Bone City's slave market. He said he knows the Cynocephalus Hero Alkin!"
Big Brother's foresight is amazing! Since he knows, it will not be long before he finds it. Dafei replied, "Then use it as a clue and trigger its quest to find Alkin. Then, we will naturally find the way out."
"Got it. It's almost 6. Remember to eat, Brother."
After ending the conversation, Dafei was very happy. He could complete the quest on his smurf account and also take the opportunity to revive the Cynocephalus storyline quest that his main account did not have the energy to do. It was killing two birds with one stone! This was how experts played. Of course, this also proved that he really needed one or two absolutely reliable secretaries. He could not continue to work alone, or he would die of exhaustion …
It was already 7 PM when they finished eating. At that moment, the Red Name Village was performing a show of slaughter that was even more intense than the war in the new world. The Indian players taught the rest of the world a lesson — numbers did not equate to combat power! At the same time, they also gave Lei Huolong a big gift. The popularity of the top player in Hell in China skyrocketed!
Seeing this, Dafei was even more relieved. There was nothing more to say. He would let these rookies handle the national affairs, and he would continue to level up his skills.
Then, it was 8 PM. As another wave of scenes began to change, a dozen or so Void Cracks on Dafei's radar quickly gathered under the attraction of an unknown force to form a huge crack. Then, the space fluctuated, and another boss appeared!
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