Chapter 122 The author's update is short and weak
"It seems that Long Aotian is not that good. He didn't kill many of you."
Wang Dali took a look at the number of enemies on the opposite side and said with a click of the tongue: "I guessed that this guy would get too excited halfway through the fight and lead his men to charge without caring about the formation."
"But we are different!"
"We are here today for only one purpose, to help you score points!"
"superior!"
Without saying anything, Wang Dali directly ordered the players to start the attack: "Follow the command and don't panic!"
"One group, go ahead!"
Chen Danshen shouted, "Follow my command, pay attention to the protection of the two sides, pay attention to protecting the back row, and allow the front row to counterattack while resisting!"
"Group Two, follow me!"
Li Tiangou shouted: "The shooter group should stand at the back, and the nurse group and the banshee group should stand in front of the shooter group. If the front row is all dead, the nurse will be the temporary front row to buy more output time for the shooter group!"
"Three groups of skeleton mages listen to me!"
Bai Mengmeng stood up and gave orders in the team battle channel: "Start releasing skills and let the dogs bite! While dealing damage, use magic scrolls to repel the Temple Knights and protect the shooter group!"
Wang Dali was much more rational. He and a few friends worked in perfect harmony with each other and had a clear goal, which was to get as many points as possible and kill as many NPCs as possible.
He would never be as hot-blooded as Long Aotian, who didn't even use a few magic scrolls before being defeated by the imperial army.
"Keep fighting."
Father William took a deep breath. He didn't believe it. Could there be more than 100,000 undead souls?
Even if the number of people is the same, Father William is confident that he can win the battle!
Because darkness can never defeat light!
"Monks, prepare to cast spells! Knights, prepare to charge! Infantry regiments, begin attacking!"
Fighting soon broke out.
The goals of both parties are clear. William wants to kill all the undead and capture the Northern City before dark, while Wang Dali comes here to earn points.
No more nonsense, just fight when we meet.
The battle soon entered a white-hot state. Although the undead players led by Wang Dali were more difficult to deal with than Long Aotian, they still suffered from their small number.
Although the undead players are not afraid of death and can deal enough damage and kills before dying, there are too many NPCs.
The battle was fierce from the beginning, and the casualties on both sides continued to rise as the game progressed.
An hour later, Wang Dali led the command team and the last players to join the battlefield and began to earn points.
Twenty minutes later, all the undead players were killed.
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"High Father, we have sacrificed more than 40,000 imperial soldiers, more than 3,000 temple knights, and more than 1,000 monks this time."
The bishop reported the battle damage with uneasiness. The losses in this battle were quite heavy. These 30,000 undead were better at cooperation and tactical assistance than the previous 30,000 undead. They could cause the greatest damage to the imperial army and clergy.
Including the losses caused by Long Aotian before, the Imperial Legion had sacrificed a total of more than 60,000 imperial soldiers, nearly half of the temple knights, and more than half of the monks were unable to continue to cast divine spells.
We haven’t even left the forest yet!
More than half of the troops were lost!
William was very angry, but he knew that anger would only make people lose their minds. He had to stay sober in order to retake the northern city.
"hiss!"
William took a deep breath, and after calming down, he said in a deep voice: "There must be no more undead in the Northern City!"
More than 60,000 undead have been killed so far. If you include the undead killed by Alex not long ago, the number must be at least 100,000.
If there are more undead in the Northern City, there should be at least 200,000 undead. With such a large number of undead, they can completely leave the North and capture other cities. There is no need to hide in the Northern City!
Thinking of this, Father William felt much calmer.
"Why, do you think what I said is wrong?"
William glanced at the bishop, who remained silent and did not express his opinion.
The bishop nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes! The high priest is right!"
The bishop did not dare to express his opinion, for he was afraid that after he did so, a group of undead would suddenly appear from nowhere.
"Although many brave warriors and God's people have sacrificed their lives, the final victory still belongs to us!"
Father William opened his hands and prayed: "I hope that the victims of today can enter the Kingdom of Light and serve by the side of our Lord."
When the clergy saw this, they all began to pray.
"Clean up the battlefield and keep going! It's getting dark, we have to get to the North as soon as possible!"
Father William smiled and said, "I believe there are no more undead in the North, not even a single undead! The people of the North must have prepared hot water and bread, and are waiting for us!"
Seeing the high priest so optimistic and confident, the bishop couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and agreed with a smile: "Yes! The undead have been completely wiped out by us!"
After saying this, the bishop felt a little uneasy.
The high priest said that there are no undead spirits anymore. I'm just cooperating. There shouldn't be any accidents, right?
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"Brother Cong, what are the arrangements for next?"
Bai Xiaosheng glanced at Xu Ercong, who withdrew his gaze from the mission map: "Third wave, continue to attack! Direct attack! No need for ambush!"
Bai Xiaosheng couldn't figure this out: "Brother Cong, why don't you attack at once? The strategy of dividing the troops is not a good idea..."
Xu Ercong smiled and said, "Although the effect of dividing the troops to attack is slow, this method is the safest!"
"After all, we have a trump card, and the NPC camp must have one as well. Our strength has increased over the past few days, but won't the other camp send out experts to hide in the army?"
Xu Ercong said seriously, "Besides, the players are not a regular army after all. The combat effectiveness of these NPCs is not weaker than that of a regular elite cold weapon army. If we put all our forces forward, we will have no room for maneuver if we are defeated."
"We can't take any risks. We must use the safest methods to win the battle."
"Okay, Cong-ge."
Bai Xiaosheng nodded. Long Aotian was still complaining in the group: "Damn it! This old immortal dared to sneak attack and kill me. My eldest son, I want to apply to participate in the last wave of battle!"
"good."
Xu Ercong nodded, and then silenced Long Aotian.
[You have been banned by the group owner for 48 hours. ]
Long Aotian glanced at the reminder from the Godhead System, curled his lips, and muttered: "My eldest son's mind is not broad at all. He must have learned it from his father who planned it."
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"We are almost at the Northern City."
Father William was very happy. For more than twenty minutes, no undead had appeared, which meant that there were really no undead in the Northern City!
The bishop glanced at the map and said, "It's getting dark, Archpriest. We may not be able to reach the Northern City until after dark."
The two previous battles delayed the army's journey.
William laughed: "It doesn't matter, there are no enemies now anyway, we..."
Before Father William could finish his words, he was suddenly stunned and looked up abruptly at a place not far ahead.
He sensed a familiar breath.
That is the breath of the dead...
A few seconds later.
“Swish, swish, swish.”
There were rustling sounds, and undead appeared one after another from the darkness, and surrounded the imperial army without anyone knowing when.
The leading ghost player walked out from the undead with a very elegant attitude: "Good evening everyone, thank you for your hard work on the journey."
You know what, the commanders of these waves of undead are all quite polite.
Before killing you, I will say hello to you. I completely followed the teachings of the Saint of the Church of Death and became a good and qualified undead in the new era.
"Another undead! Why are there another undead!!"
Father William felt very frustrated. Why couldn't he kill all these undead spirits?
"Snapped!"
The bishop was so angry that he slapped himself. I was such a bad guy. I just swore that there were no more undead spirits. Look, didn’t you see another group of undead spirits coming?
“Ahhhh!”
Father William roared, his voice filled with rage and frustration: "Kill them! Kill all these damn undead souls!!!"
Just fight a war, there's no need to be so torturous.
After we defeat one wave after another, aren’t you undead disgusting?
Father William really wanted to swear, but unfortunately, he was too well-educated and didn't know how to curse at all. He could only hold his anger in his heart and couldn't vent it out.
There's not so much nonsense, everyone is each other's enemy.
When you see the opponent, just chop him down.
"Everyone follow my command!"
Another ghost player stepped forward and shouted, "Front row, hold on! Heal with the nurse, and attack with full firepower!"
"That's not right, brother, who are you? Didn't the author stop updating and cut him off as the general commander?"
"Ah, that's my brother. My brother is leading people to assassinate the monks and has no time to command."
The ghost player smiled shyly and said, " I am the deputy commander of the third regiment appointed by Cong Ge. My ID is [Author's update is short and weak]."
