"They're here!"
"They're here!"
"They're here!!!"
As the footsteps approached, everyone shouted in their hearts.
The Defeat the Former Dust Legion had more than three hundred people participating. The Former Dust Legion was made up of Warriors, Knights, and Priests. There were no more than two hundred of them.
The advantages and disadvantages were obvious.
However, the Former Dust Legion was a legion that could use the energy of the meat shields to the extreme. When all the meat shields huddled together, they weren't meat shields anymore, but meat balls. A big meat ball that could crush everything.
This time, the meatballs didn't choose any evasive route. They just came from the widest street that was connected to the plaza and charged over with a soul-stirring killing intent.
"Archers, get ready! Archers, get ready!" Cloud Twilight sent a group message. He didn't care if everyone in his friend list was an archer.
At this time, the meat balls were already close. The archers on the roofs peeked out and began to chase after Silvermoon. Sword Demon, Cloud Twilight, and the others who stood at the front of the defense line could already see the enemy's lineup.
"F * ck!" Everyone cursed.
"Silvermoon, you b * tch, you're too despicable and shameless!" Cloud Twilight cursed.
"A good battle of the century has been tarnished by you!" Zhu Xian cursed.
"Despicable, too despicable!"
The Former Dust Meatballs that charged over were all masked.
Without their faces, which one was Silvermoon in the vast sea of people? Not to mention Silvermoon, it was hard to tell which one was a Knight and which one was a Warrior. There were also many Knights who chose to add points to Strength and wear heavy armor.
Just as they were about to enter the charging range, the meat balls suddenly emitted a golden light. After the golden light quickly spread, everyone was bathed in it. The meat balls had become golden fried meat balls with just the right amount of heat.
"In the center of the halo, the sword flashing with golden light is Silvermoon!" Duan Yun had heard from somewhere that his army was at a loss because they couldn't recognize the enemy's commander, Silvermoon, and hurriedly sent this information.
But the problem was that the game didn't stipulate that one had to raise the weapon above their head like Hikari to use skills. The players were doing this to look more beautiful and stand out. At this time, even Silvermoon's face was covered. How could she still maintain her image? This King's Sword, whose name was simply 'King', was hanging in front of him like a silver moon. He wished he could clamp it in his pants. This was also the reason why the "King's Order" didn't spread above their heads, but suddenly spread among the crowd. After all, the skill was emitted from the sword.
At this moment, how could it be easy to find an equally golden sword in the crotch of his pants from all the golden armors in the city?
However, the archers could not give up just like that. Otherwise, wouldn't they have climbed the roof for nothing? Taking advantage of the fact that the other party's party didn't have any classes that could attack from afar, the archers suddenly stood up, raised their bows, and shot at the center of the group of meat that they believed to be the center of the group.
It is often said that there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand readers.
At this moment, there were dozens of silver moons in the eyes of dozens of archers.
The arrows fell like rain, but the lump of flesh in front of them turned a blind eye.
The priests did their best to heal, and those who were attacked immediately cast a recovery spell. The archers' terrifying skill, "Snipe," which often caused instant kills, was actually weakened to the extent that it was ignored by the meatball that had "King's Order," the blessings of the knights, and the recovery spells of the priests. All the archers' hearts were shattered.
Under the effect of "King's Order," the meatball's speed increased significantly. It sped up and rolled forward, leaving everyone in the dust. Some of the archers couldn't reach it anymore.
"Damn it! Get ready! "Cloud Dusk let out an angry roar and waved the dagger in his hand.
However, the dagger was too small and couldn't be used as a flag at this moment. From afar, it looked like Cloud Dusk waved his hand and then his fingers froze in front of him. It looked like he had smashed a brick.
Zhu Xian was fierce enough. He raised the giant axe in his hand and pointed it at the sky. "Everyone, get ready!"
Everyone roared in unison. However, no one moved.
The strategy had been planned long ago. The melee classes at the front were to defend and couldn't charge recklessly.
They had to maintain the formation and leave the main attack to the mages at the back. All the mages had already raised their staffs. Fire wheels descended from the sky, ready to burn the square in front of the Mage Academy at any moment.
As for the mages of the past in the Mage Academy, they had already been suppressed by the Sword Demon and the others who had taken the resurrection point three times in the Mage Academy. There wouldn't be any more mistakes in this aspect. There were enough archers left inside the formation to restrain them. As long as the mages of the past dared to take a step out, they would shoot without hesitation.
The two armies finally collided.
"Fall!!!" Dozens of weak mages roared in unison. Countless fire wheels were summoned from the sky and landed on the square. Flames leaped up and burned the ground.
The meatballs of past were on this piece of land. The priests were casting healing spells almost continuously for themselves, for their teammates, and for everyone around them.
The meatballs of past were still golden, fried meatballs with golden light protecting them. They didn't turn black because of the burning ground.
Of course, sacrifices were inevitable, but the important thing was that the meatballs of past didn't retreat. They withstood the sea of fire from the mages and continued to charge forward. The ones at the front might fall, but the ones at the back would soon catch up and would be a few steps closer than the ones at the front. This kind of tactic that was often criticized in battles was now exploding with amazing combat power from the meatballs of past.
Because they were indeed strong enough. Their abilities were higher than their opponents. As long as they could get close, they were unstoppable!
The meatballs of past finally stepped forward. The meatballs' formation suddenly spread, and a row of warriors roared. Whirlwind Slash! A whole row of Whirlwind Slashes.
This was the elite squad of the past, the team of warriors that Silvermoon had brought with her from the beginning. They only had a little more than 20 people, but they had never lost a level. Along the way, they had accumulated Rage and never used Whirlwind Slash. At this moment, everyone was full of Rage. Once released, the whirlwind that rolled up extinguished the flames ignited by the mages. In close combat, the mages could no longer use Skyfall Fire Wheels. In the parallel world, there was no immunity to damage from the same team.
The formation of the "Defeat the Former Dust Army" was instantly shattered. No one could block the attack of the Whirlwind Slash. Although there were warriors who used Whirlwind Slash to fight head-on, there was already a gap between them and the people of the past. Moreover, the other side had been strengthened by "King's Command". If they fought head-on, they would die even more miserably and faster.
"Retreat! Retreat! " Sword Demon commanded everyone to retreat. As long as there was some distance, the mages could be useful and have a chance to turn the situation around.
But the people of the past wouldn't give them such a chance. The warriors who used Whirlwind Slash didn't have the time to enjoy themselves. As soon as they saw the other side showing signs of retreating, they immediately stopped the skill and followed up. They wanted to get close to the other side and make the other side's mages hesitate to attack. The advantage that Sword Demon and the others had had was completely suppressed.
"Damn it, fight!!" Yunzhong Mu roared. Seeing that the other side had stopped Whirlwind Slash, he went forward. In this situation, they could at least fight. After all, they still had an overwhelming advantage in terms of numbers. The other side's lineup of more than a hundred people had already lost two-thirds of them on the way to close in. On the other hand, they were only killed by the Whirlwind Slash just now. Their advantage in numbers didn't decrease but increased. Even if they didn't rely on mages, they might still be able to defeat the other side.
Could they really fight?
Difficult, too difficult!
Sword Demon, who was fighting with a warrior in front of him, only had this feeling in his heart.
The warriors under "King's Command" were really powerful to a frightening extent. That abnormal health and defense made his attack become a futile attempt to quench his thirst. What was worse was that behind each of their warriors stood a priest, and some even had two. When they were charging and breaking through the enemy lines just now, the priests had always been at the back of the team. They didn't suffer too much spell damage, so their losses were the lowest.
Behind every successful man, there was always a successful woman.
And behind every successful tank warrior, there would always be a successful priest.
With this kind of configuration, the thieves, as the suppressed profession, couldn't deal with the warriors at all. Even Sword Demon couldn't. If the other side was attacked by him, he could recover. And if he was attacked by the other side twice in a row, he probably wouldn't even have the chance to recover. The warrior's level 0 skill, Slam, was also a great threat to thieves with low health in this kind of situation. In addition, like the level 18 charge, in addition to higher attack, it would also cause a stun effect. At present, the other side didn't use it, just because they didn't want to find themselves surrounded after using a skill.
The warriors of the past, each faced two or three or even more opponents. But with the support of various skills, they walked forward fearlessly. Being a tank to this point was really playing to the extreme. At least for the current players around level 30, this was the case.
On the side of the square, a few people on a roof were pointing at the battle.
"That person, I'm afraid it's Silvermoon!" One person pointed at a masked man on the battlefield. "I've been paying attention to him for a long time. He hasn't done anything except moving. It's probably a continuous type of skill, so he's just moving."
"Shoot him," another person said.
"Shoot now? It can't be a second, right? "The archer in the team hesitated.
"Maybe attacks can interrupt the skill?" this person said.
"That makes sense!" The archer nocked an arrow and aimed at Silvermoon in their eyes.
A sniper shot whistled out and firmly hit the guy. As expected, this person wasn't instantly killed, and the sudden attack didn't panic at all. He just looked back in this direction. The few priests around him were already busy the moment he was shot. Two of them helped him recover at the same time.
"It's him! Find a few more archers and kill him! "
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