Chapter 173: Praise of Light
"See? This is what it's like to fight in a team!"
In the voice channel, Long Aotian's voice sounded at the right time, and he shouted almost hoarsely: "Go, go, go! Come on, all of you! Don't be afraid of death! Kill the enemies first!"
Don’t ask about right or wrong. On the battlefield, it’s a fight to the death.
The completely real war environment allows all players to integrate into it. The passionate and enterprising team atmosphere makes people lose themselves, full of confidence, and want to kill a thousand people at once.
"Don't worry about the points, I'm going first!"
A vampire player screamed and climbed up the ladder like a monkey: "Brothers, I'll die first, you guys can report later!"
"Damn it! You, a first-level player, are so fierce. I can't let down the reputation of a second-level veteran player!"
A count-level vampire player was furious and took his team to grab a ladder and climb up.
"Let's see who gets to the tower first!"
"It must be me!"
"Brother, hey hey hey! Wait, damn, you stole my ladder, please line up!"
Undead players kept falling from the ladders, most of them were first-level players. Second-level players generally had much higher attributes and were not easy to be killed.
The Undead Preacher and the second-class Death Singer fully exerted their nurse spirit, standing at the back of the Undead Army and desperately using their skills to the front line of the battlefield.
"Girl! Give me milk until I die!"
Bai Mengmeng, as the nurse commander, had no ladylike demeanor at this moment. She jumped up and down, screaming and shouting: "Use all your skills to attack the crowd. Hit wherever there are the most casualties!"
Bai Mengmeng has always been cute and adorable on the outside, but on the battlefield, the girl was also driven by the atmosphere, changing her usual innocent image and revealing some potential talent.
"If I hadn't been born Bai Mengmeng, my milk road would have been like an ordinary night forever!"
Bai Mengmeng is full of energy and uses all his skills like a real hero!
"Hahaha! Sister Mengmeng is awesome! Her breasts are so big and round!"
"Look at my big tits technique! Crazy tits technique!"
"I am the Supreme of Milk Dao, I suppress all eternity and will be invincible forever!"
The nurse players were throwing their skills while laughing.
This profession is so comfortable when playing in a team.
at the same time.
The assassin team of second-level shadow undead players, led by the two brothers, "Author Bu Xin Kan He" and "Author Xin Xiao Shi Wu Li", had already bypassed the other side of the city wall and moved towards the city.
The direction of the battle was the west wall. They entered through the north wall. Only two or three temple knights were left on the wall to monitor whether the undead would attack other walls. The others went to support the west wall.
The defense was weak, and one hundred of the most elite shadow players entered the city silently.
"We have arrived at the battle site. Brother Long, where are you?"
Since the author didn't update the system, he asked in the Legion Channel. Long Aotian took the time to type and send a private message with the coordinates of the city map location.
The author doesn't update the update. He led the team to find the coordinates. It was a very ordinary-looking house. Before he walked into the door, he could hear Long Aotian yelling inside.
"Hurry up, people in front! Are you afraid of death? Are you a man? The brothers behind are waiting for you!"
"Damn it, I'm so anxious watching this, Ma Ke Si, you better lead the team! Why haven't the giant skeleton soldiers broken open the city gate yet!"
"F**k! Didn't you guys have milk this morning? Charlotte! Charlotte! Push the Temple Knights on the city wall back! Hold on to the ladders!"
Well, my brother Long is hiding in the city to command the team battle. He is really carefree and not worried at all about being caught by the Knights Templar.
However, the massive attack of the undead attracted the attention of all forces and personnel in the City of Thornflowers. Everyone was rushing to the west wall, and no one thought that the enemy's commander was hiding in the city.
It’s not that Long Aotian doesn’t want to personally participate in the battle on the battlefield, but mainly because Andrew was captured today. The whole city was under martial law at night, and the streets were full of Temple Knights and patrols.
Long Aotian really couldn’t get out, so he could only hide in the city alone and give remote commands.
Even though it was dark under the lamp, he was not afraid of being caught.
As for the other people in his team and Ma Kesi, they were all killed by Long Aotian, returned to the city for free, and then participated in the battle. After all, there is a penalty of lowering the level if you commit suicide and return to the city.
"Brother Long, I'm here."
He pushed open the door, walked in, frowned and said, "Why don't you use the soundproofing scroll? What if the Temple Knights find out?"
"I'm afraid of nothing!"
Long Aotian had one foot on the table and the other on the stall. He held a wine bottle in his left hand and a wine glass in his right hand. His face was flushed as he gave instructions on the voice channel, extremely excited.
"I've discovered it. Let those brats from the temple hack me to death. I'll be resurrected and fight on the battlefield together!"
"Damn it, this is so frustrating! Brother Cong won't let me commit suicide and return to the city!"
Long Aotian's voice was hoarse. He was responsible for maintaining the battlefield atmosphere and morale of the players, so naturally he had to get himself excited first.
If the author doesn't update the update, he would feel like his ears are going to explode. If the author doesn't update the update, he would feel like his ears are going to explode.
"Alright, alright."
He quickly stopped Long Aotian from continuing to roar: "Hurry up and tell me, where is the prison?"
"Give!"
Long Aotian threw the prison rotation map and map locations that he had prepared long ago to the author who didn’t update and killed him. The latter nodded and said, “I won’t disturb Brother Long from directing the team battle. Brothers, retreat! Execute the plan!”
I followed the team out of the room, and could still vaguely hear Long Aotian's roar inside: "You son of a bitch Temple Knights! You actually used the magic scroll to trick us! Where is our magician army?"
"Oh, Brother Cong doesn't want the magician army to go to the battlefield now? There's nothing we can do, brothers, let's destroy our family fortune!"
"Don't be reluctant. You got these magic scrolls just for team battles! Throw them all out!"
"Being beaten is not our style! Fight back, fight back!!!"
…
"hiss!"
Author updates short and weak. He took a breath and felt a little toothache: "Brother Long's voice will be useless tomorrow."
"Don't worry about him. Our mission is very important and must be completed."
The author does not update the cut. He patted his brother's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Even if we all die in the city, we must rescue Andrew and the old dean!"
"This concerns the honor of our assassin team. We must not fail!"
"good!"
The younger brother nodded: "Let all the players in the server see what a true assassin player is!"
…
The fighting on the front battlefield was fierce. A large number of players had already climbed onto the city walls and were fighting with the Temple Knights.
"I killed another Temple Knight!"
"I got the points, so happy!"
"Killing my teammates is an unforgivable crime. Watch me chop down the undead!"
Although most of the Temple Knights in the City of Thorn Flowers are elite knights and their levels are around 30, which gives them an advantage over ordinary players, their numbers are too small.
There were only a few thousand Temple Knights, but they had to face the endless stream of Undead players climbing up the city walls, as well as some second-level players who mixed in the crowd and launched sneak attacks.
The Knights Templar could only resist with difficulty, and the number of casualties gradually soared.
“Bang!”
With a loud bang, the giant skeleton soldiers broke open the city gate.
"The door is open!"
"Brothers, charge!!!"
Long Aotian was extremely excited. He roared and changed the BGM to a red charge song.
The passionate sound of the three-note horn gushed out from the voice channel, making people's blood boil. Players gathered together, forming a terrifying tide of undead, and rushed into the City of Thorn Flowers together.
The players who entered the city followed Long Aotian's instructions and first sent a group of people to climb up the city wall to assist the first players who climbed up the wall to encircle and suppress the Temple Knights on the city wall.
"One team, follow me, to support our brothers on the tower!"
"Team Two, move on! We spotted the Knights Templar on the street ahead, charge up and kill them!"
The remaining players rushed directly into the city, creating chaos, looking for patrols and the Temple Knights who came to support them on the streets to fight.
"The more chaos, the better!"
This is the first step plan formulated by the project teams of the three major clubs. Only in the chaos can the real purpose of the war be concealed.
"The city has been breached."
Xu Ercong received a message from Long Aotian that 100,000 undead players from the First Legion raided the City of Thorn Flowers, catching the Temple of Light off guard and breaking into the city in the shortest time possible.
More than 400,000 participating players were divided into four major legions according to their numbers, and there was also an NPC force legion from the Northern City.
"The Second Legion will attack and head to the designated location!"
"The Third Legion, the Fourth Legion, and the NPC Legion remain on standby!"
Xu Ercong gave the order and then led the Second Legion away personally.
The victorious Tiancheng began to tilt towards the players.
…
The city of thorn flowers.
“Ahem.”
The captain of the Temple Knights was covered in blood, and the sword in his hand felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. He watched helplessly as his colleagues fell one after another, and the number of undead increased.
You can’t kill them all. You can’t kill them all!
The more you kill the undead, the more there are!
"My Lord, is this night the night when light will be plunged into darkness?"
The captain of the Temple Knights' voice was trembling and contained despair.
Right now.
"The glory of my Lord will dispel the darkness! The light never leaves!"
"This is a tribute to light!"
An old chanting voice sounded, and a strong divine light exploded in the night sky, turning into streams of light that fell all over the streets, illuminating the entire City of Thorn Flowers as if it were daytime!
The warm light restored the fighting spirit and strength of all the temple knights and city guards in the battle, and the wounds on their bodies began to stop bleeding.
The potential in the body was fully stimulated, and the shaky defense line that had been attacked by the undead was stabilized again!
The ordinary NPCs who were hiding in the house and shivering, looked at the infinitely bright light through the window, and excitement flashed in the eyes of every believer in light.
The light of hope finally arrived.
Under the infinite brilliance, an old man, whose whole body was filled with divine light, walked out from the depths of the street with a scepter in hand.
Behind him were teams of Temple Knights wearing white armor and with resolute faces.
Endless Knights Templar spread out on the streets, their armor shining, their swords drawn, their formations neat and their morale high.
The old man had a pious look on his face, and although his clothes were simple and crude, the scepter in his hand and his terrifying attainments in divine arts had already announced his identity.
Lord of the Palace of Light!
