Chapter 12-Player Army? A motley crew.
Three days later.
The Blood Tiger Bastion changed greatly.
A stretch of wasteland was reclaimed.
They were waiting for spring to come and plant the seeds.
However…
Water from the source cannot quench the thirst of the present.
Other than Wang Mu, Zhao Si was the only one.
He was the only person in Blood Tiger Bastion who knew a few words. Because he looked a little smarter, he was now Wang Mu's " indispensable right-hand man."
Seeing Zhao Si's report, a few numbers seemed to be in Martian language.
Wang Mu missed it very much now. It would be great if he had a scholar as his subordinate.
However…
The building of the Scholar Hall.
It was a building that was at least Grade 3.
It required at least a Level 3 main city or a county-level main city to be qualified to build it.
Therefore, he had no choice.
Recruit through the system.
It was impossible for a short period of time.
His only hope.
He just wanted to see if he could kidnap a scholar from the native NPCs.
"Don't say anymore. You're saying that we're short of food now, but we can't calculate how much we lack, right?”
Wang Mu frowned and interrupted Zhao Si's report.
"Yes, yes, yes. Lord Fort Master is wise.”
Zhao Si wiped the sweat off his forehead and said.
Wang Mu nodded.
Food was scarce.
He had already expected this.
This was the result of a rapid population expansion.
Especially since he was taking in a group of refugees. If there was enough food, how could they become refugees?
Therefore, after absorbing thousands of people.
Food shortage.
Naturally, it was a very normal thing.
"It's fine. This matter…I'll take care of it."
Wang Mu stood up.
His gaze was fixed on the world chat channel.
At this moment.
Pinggu County and the player army.
They were about to reach the Blood Tiger Bastion.
Wang Mu knew…
After dealing with these enemies, the food problem would naturally be resolved.
.....
At this moment.
An army of tens of thousands of people trod on the dust and moved toward Blood Tiger Bastion.
In the center, they were in an orderly formation.
They were the 3,000 local soldiers of Pinggu County, personally led by the county captain.
At the same time.
There were at least 10,000 players following them.
Most of them were ranger-type players.
These players did not choose to become Lords, but became Rangers, traveling around and leveling up.
In terms of individual strength, he was stronger than most lord players.
However, both sides played differently.
Rangers focused on individual strength.
As for Lords, they focused on building their territories, recruiting soldiers and generals.
Therefore, the Ranger players were naturally more excited about the early stage Boss raid.
Especially the Ghost Face Spear in Wang Mu's hand.
As long as he could snatch it, he could definitely sell it for more than a million yuan offline!
This was a profit of millions.
Naturally, it attracted the attention of many players.
In fact…
There were also many players who traveled day and night from Jizhou, Yanzhou, and other places.
For a moment.
Smoke and dust filled the sky.
Shadows flickered.
The images were spread on various forums.
"What a huge formation!"
"That Wang Mu is dead no matter what, right?”
"I just don't know how to calculate this reward.”
"I'm so envious. I really want to join…"
For a moment…
The players sighed in the forums and chat channels.
At this moment.
Among the players.
Ba Tian was among them.
However, this time.
He was no longer the Lord.
It was a Ranger!
Tyrannical Sky, who had deleted his account and started over again, had specially played the Ranger this time. His goal was to participate in this massive " War against Wang Mu "!
In fact…
In order to deal with Wang Mu.
He spent another million to draw ten consecutive draws!
He had drawn a very good skill.
This was his trump card!
At the same time.
He looked at the dense number of players around him.
Ba Tian was in a good mood.
"This time…You lowly farmer, you're dead!”
Ba Tian said viciously in his heart.
"Boss, with so many people, can we get the boss?”
A young man beside Ba Tian asked.
"Let's take a look at the situation first!"
Ba Tian said.
"You all know how powerful my skill is. When the time comes... As long as he could create an opportunity to attack Wang Mu and injure him!”
"Hehe!"
"Don't worry, Boss. There won't be any problems this time.”
"That's right, Boss's skill can be called a divine skill in the early stages!”
"I think the boss is the lucky one playing Lord Draw Ghost Mask Spear and Vagabond Draw Divine Skill.”
"That's right, that's right…"
Instantly.
The surrounding youths began to flatter him.
They were all hired by Tyrannical Heaven.
The goal…
Naturally, it was to target Wang Mu.
To Tyrant.
The purpose of his trip.
He was not only here to witness Wang Mu's destruction.
More importantly…
They were here to take back what was theirs!
...
"Lord county captain, there are so many of these mutants, I'm afraid it's not a small problem!”
Beside a warrior wearing black armor, a muscular man wearing the same armor frowned and said in a low voice.
"It's fine. They're just some small fries. Although there are many of them, they're far from being troublesome!”
The county captain of Pinggu County smiled.
"As for that Wang Mu, he should not be underestimated…There were dozens of old thieves under Bu Han, but they were actually defeated by this Wang Mu…I want to see. What ability does this Wang Mu have?"
"Let these mutants test Wang Mu's ability…That's good too!"
At this moment.
Blood Tiger Bastion.
The low walls had already appeared in front of everyone.
The Pinggu County Officer waved his hand.
The three thousand local soldiers all stopped.
However...
Over ten thousand players.
It continued to surge forward.
There was no organization.
There was no formation.
The scene was extremely chaotic.
"A motley crew…"
The county captain's mouth twitched as he spat out four words.
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