The Chinese camp!
As night fell, the main camp was once again neat and tidy. The troops and horses were on high alert. Most of those who were out on missions had returned to the rear the moment the gongs were sounded.
"Today's harvest is pretty good, everyone!"
"…"
"I only got 70 points after killing for a whole day."
"Damn it, you guys can still get points? I've been playing around outside the camp for an entire day, and in the end, I'm at a disadvantage everywhere. Flames of war are everywhere. It's not easy for me to run into a few solo players, and they were lured out by those sects. I didn't even get a single point for an entire day."
"It's already good that we didn't die. The Mongolian cavaliers are too strong. You don't know this. We had tens of thousands of people follow the infantrymen to intercept the Mongolian cavaliers, but in the end … we were scattered and pierced through by thousands of cavaliers. We couldn't block them at all. One round of arrow showers killed hundreds of us … Tsk tsk, thank goodness I saw that the situation was bad and avoided it, or else, I would have ended up like them and died over there."
"Ah? How many people died? "
"We've lost at least five thousand people on the mission of intercepting the cavalry!"
"… F * ck."
"Fortunately, I'm smart. I chose the logistics mission from the beginning to protect the rations."
"Me too. After wandering around for a long time, I went to the archer camp to shoot arrows. After a day, I finally got 50 points." Behind the Chinese camp were millions of players, and they formed a line that stretched for more than ten miles. They were like a huge beast that curled up behind the Chinese camp.
However, this was a boiling giant beast.
All sorts of discussions had not stopped since nightfall.
"It's the first day of the mission, and I heard that quite a number of Mongolian cavaliers did not suffer much losses. Instead, we lost quite a lot of our infantrymen and cavaliers."
"Yes, there are millions of people, but only a few of them managed to get points on the battlefield. On the other hand, those who are afraid of death still managed to get some points at the end."
"This is f * cking unfair!"
…
"Many people died today. I heard that many left."
"There's nothing we can do about it. The strength of the Mongolian cavaliers is much stronger than the ones we ran into in World of Martial Arts. As expected of a border army that has been fighting all year round, and as expected of Hu Bilie's soldiers."
"Fortunately, I won't lose my status if I die on the battlefield. Only my points will be reset to zero …"
"Nonsense! Otherwise, I would have followed those people. "
…
"Tally up the number of men we lost today."
"Everyone should know the data of the Mongolian cavaliers. We'll have to change our strategy tomorrow. When the Mongolian cavaliers charge forward, we must not face them head on. Even if we die, we must not face them head-on." When they split up into small groups, those with high defense will seize the chance to throw their formation into chaos. Kill their horses and devour them one by one. "
"Tomorrow, I must accumulate points!"
…
The bleak breeze blew across the grassland under the night sky, causing the noisy grassland to reduce some of the noise.
The people from Mu Clan, Class One Hall, and Chivalry Sect were very close to the camp. They were the three top-class sects who were the closest to the eight logistics camps. They formed a circle in the distance and drew up a warning line with their own territories. They surrounded the three directions of the logistics camp with the formation of a triangle.
The other sects did not dare to get too close to them, and the other players also took a detour. They were sensible enough to not go over to harass them. This was probably a tacit agreement and a form of respect that the Chinese martial artists had for the three top-class sects.
At this moment, a group of experts with luxurious equipment and different temperaments gathered near the main camp where the mission was announced …
"Silver Wolf."
"Dream Clouds …"
"You're all here."
"You're … Flower-pinching Young Master on the Famous People Rank. I've heard of your name for a long time …"
"Huh? I see, so you're Snowflake Falling, ranked forty-seventh on the Dragon Rank. Sorry for not recognizing you."
There were not many weak martial artists in the crowd. All of them looked familiar, or they knew each other. Soon, they started chatting with each other.
"How's your reward today?"
"Barely. Around two hundred points."
"What? Brother, are you here to look at the ranking board as well?"
"Yeah, but there's a lot of people …"
"There's a pretty girl with red lipstick and a red robe over there. I don't think I've seen her before …"
"Pretty girl? Who? Urk! Hush … Brother, don't let him hear you. You … That's … That's Lu Mingyue, the palace master of Cold Moon Palace. He's ranked third this time. "
"Hiss …"
Flower-pinching Young Master, who was considered a pretty girl, broke out in cold sweat. Goosebumps covered his skin, and he curled up.
"Don't look over there. He might have heard you."
"…"
"Right now, most of the people who came to the ranking board in the main camp are powerful players who came to check the ranking board. They're either famous people or elites on the Dragon and Phoenix Ranks. Hmm … isn't that Red Dust, who defeated Drifting Sword? Whew, as expected, Mu Clan has a very close relationship with Chivalry Sect. Even the people from Class One Hall are pushed to the side."
Thunderous Battle, Silver Wolf, Momo, Little North, Phoenix Dances, and the other Mu Clan elites stood together with Red Dust, Wind Void, and Lin Xiao. They occupied one side of the ranking board, and the area around them was very spacious and very eye-catching.
The people from Class One Hall might be standing on the other side, but there were fewer of them, and they were rather weak. Even if Barren Murderer, Dream Clouds, Blood Robes, Zhou Yu, Evil Wolf, and the others were all there, compared to the top-class elites from the two top-class sects, they still seemed a little lacking.
After all …
Happy had yet to appear, and these people were already so powerful. No one knew where he was right then.
"Why don't I see anyone from Towering Palace this time?"
"Duh."
"Towering Palace suffered great losses this time. I heard that Vast Heaven, the successor of Six Pulses Divine Sword, and Grim Green, the successor of Nine Solitary Swords, have died more than twice. Right now, Mu Clan hasn't decided to stop fighting, and Wind Assault Tower is eyeing Towering Palace's territory covetously. They want to devour the remaining cities in the east of the coastal area.
"By the way, I haven't seen the ranking board yet. I don't know what's going on right now …"
"That's easy. Just go over and take a look, and you'll understand."
"Urk …"
"What's wrong?"
"Forget it. There's a group of bosses over there. What if one of them takes a fancy to my looks and asks me to join them? Do you think I should agree to it or not?" Flower-pinching Young Master gulped hesitantly.
Snowflake Falling Snow was instantly rendered speechless.
"Brother Snowflake, you should have seen it already. Why don't you give me a general idea?"
"This is …"
Snowflake Falling Snow looked around hesitantly before he lowered his voice.
"I heard that the three top-class sects suffered quite a lot of losses today, and they didn't get a lot of points. Right now, the person with the most points is Barren Murderer, and he has more than 4,300 points. The second is Silver Wolf, and he has nearly 4,000 points. The third is Lu Mingyue, and his points are about the same as Silver Wolf's. The people behind him are practically all from Mu Clan, Chivalry Sect, and Class One Hall."
"More than 4,000 points? That means that they killed more than four hundred Mongolian cavaliers in one day? " Flower-pinching Young Master had a shocked expression on his face. No matter what, he could be considered an elite, but he had not even gotten three hundred points in one day.
"That's the strength of the higher-ups of the top-class sects. People like us who formed parties or fought alone can at most get three to four hundred points in one day. But I reckon that when the battle resumes tomorrow, the competition will be even more intense."
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