Everyone, quickly gather at the coordinates I sent on the world chat channel!”
"Open the game map and look at the location! Don't go the wrong way!"
"All the players in the server are cooperating with us. Show me some backbone! Don't f * cking drop the ball!"
"Our target tonight is the orc camp!”
Under Heavenly Dragon's roar, the players of the two armies had a strange tacit understanding. They left the sect in unison and quietly gathered at the designated coordinates.
If Zhang Yunhai was here and saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked.
This group of immortal soldiers was clearly undisciplined on the battlefield of the sect yesterday. They were very scattered. How did they become so orderly overnight? They were as if they were one, comparable to the most elite army!
Only Meng Luo, who had been closely watching the players 'every move, was not surprised.
As the game's chief planner, he understood the player community very well.
This was a special group.
Usually, they were a pile of loose sand, but as long as they were given a special signal, they would turn into the most terrifying, coordinated, and precise machines in an instant!
And this special signal had different ways of expressing itself in different games.
In competitive games, it might be a common roar: "The other side is ganging up! Where are you guys?"
In a gunfight game, it might be a robotic voice: “GO! GO! GO!”
In a game of hegemony, it might be a cry from a rookie: "I was bullied by a high-level warrior from the opposite league!”
...
In this game, Heavenly Dragon's identity as the commander in chief, his curses, and the hot-blooded battle song in his voice were all special signals that only players could understand!
This meant that the team battle had begun!
All participating players must obey the commander's orders unconditionally!
From this moment onwards!
Let us follow the purest rules of the player world!
We will work together! We will work together! We will trust each other! We will abandon our personal interests! We only have one goal!
It was for the final victory of the faction!
In order to enjoy the joy and pride of victory, we are one person at this moment! There was only one will!
This was madness and persistence that only players could understand!
"Proud Sky Legion! All to the left! Head for the second coordinate!"
"Dao Technique Legion! All to the right! Heading for the third coordinate!"
"The first team, leave! Southeast direction, fourth coordinate point!"
"Second team, leave! Southwest direction, fifth coordinate point!"
"Vanguard Battalion, stay where you are! Hold it in, don't make any noise! You are also not allowed to go offline! Not even if your father is dead!"
......
Heavenly Dragon's angry roar kept ringing in the voice channel.
The world chat channel was eerily quiet. All the unspecialized players in the server were surprisingly cooperative at this moment.
The world chat channel, which had been constantly refreshed with player chat messages, was now empty. Only the coordinates of the coordinates were sent by Heavenly Dragon one after another.
The original 20,000 players split up like a tide under Heavenly Dragon's orders. Under the cover of the night, the players began to head to the designated location.
No one fell behind, no one complained, and no one made a sound!
In the dark night, only pairs of bright eyes were burning with extreme excitement!
"The Tao technique army is in position!"
"First team in position!"
"Second team, get in position!"
" A preliminary encirclement has been formed!"
More and more feedback messages appeared on the world chat channel. The army players could not speak at the moment, so they could only use this method to provide feedback.
After all, everyone only needed one battlefield commander. In a team battle, the biggest taboo was to speak at once.
One commander was enough. Even if the decision he made was wrong, he had to carry it out resolutely! This was the players 'instinct for team battles!
"20,000 people, and 300,000 people surrounded.”
The Mage was among the crowd of players. He looked at the excited eyes of the players around him and could not help but shake his head with a bitter smile."From a military perspective, this is crazy.”
" But, this feeling is indeed very good!"
The mage mumbled. He felt his blood boil. It had been a long time since he had experienced this feeling in the game.
Long Aotian was a very special person.
He could fully influence every player who fought with him.
"Is everyone in position?"
Long Aotian licked his dry lips. He stood on a small slope and looked at the moon that was already half hidden behind the dark clouds.
The night wind whistled past, but it could not blow away the fire in Long Aotian's heart.
He gripped the long saber in his hand tightly.
"Next, I'll go offline, and the command of the battlefield will be handed over to the mage.”
Heavenly Dragon took a deep breath and looked at the players beside him. Ma De was standing behind him, holding a long sword as well.
Every player here was looking at him, and their eyes were burning like his.
"Vanguard Battalion!"
Long Aotian raised his long blade and slashed down without any unnecessary words. The blade was aimed at the Orc camp in the distance where countless candles were burning!
"Let's go!"
With a hoarse roar, the immortal weapon was here!
The players of the Vanguard Battalion could no longer hold back. Their mission was to launch the fiercest charge at the Orc camp! Make the biggest commotion!
"Kill, kill, kill! Contribution points, here I come!"
"I'm suffocating! Damn it, Brother Long was too manly!”
"Long Aotian, I love you to death!”
"Kill! Follow Brother Long!"
One by one, the players ran forward. Some players roared even more arrogantly in the face of the arrogant night wind. Heavenly Dragon ran at the front.
A player followed closely behind and adjusted the angle of the live broadcast to lock onto Heavenly Dragon.
At this moment, all the players who had not participated in the battle were gathered in the live broadcast room. They all saw this scene.
"Damn, so hot-blooded! I didn't know that Brother Long's command was so professional!”
"Are you ignorant? The few famous team battles of the Proud Sky Club were all personally commanded by Long Aotian!”
"Don't think that I, Brother Long, look stupid usually. I'm good at team-fighting, and I'm a professional commander!”
"Brother Long is so shameless! He stopped shouting halfway through the command! I'm going to secretly fight!"
"That's right. He placed himself in the Vanguard Battalion so that he could enjoy himself first.”
"What do you know? This is called taking the lead!”
The bullet comments in the live broadcast room kept flashing. The popularity of the live broadcast room was extremely high. This was the battle that all the players in the server were paying attention to!
At this moment.
Outside the Orc camp.
An Orc sentinel noticed the players rushing over and began to warn them loudly,""Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The sect has launched a night raid!"
"Xiu ~! Bang!"
A warning charm exploded in the sky, and the red light was exceptionally dazzling in the night sky.
"Kill them!"
Long Aotian was the first to rush in front of the Sentinel Orc. He glared angrily and slashed down without hesitation.
"Puchi!"
The sentinel did not have time to dodge. He raised his weapon to block, but there was a clear crack. The spear in the sentinel's hand broke. Long Aotian's long sword did not lose its momentum and directly cut the sentinel's armor.
"Clang!"
With a little more force, the sharp blade tore through the armor!
"Puchi!"
Blood splattered everywhere as the sentinel's head flew high into the air. His expression was filled with shock. Even until his death, he could not understand why the long saber in this man's hand was so sharp and had the power to cut through iron like mud!
[Fatal Blow-152]!
A huge and eye-piercing damage indicator appeared above the sentinel's head.
"Hahaha, as expected of a high-grade magic tool!”
Long Aotian swung the saber in his hand and shook off the blood. His laughter was particularly carefree.
What a joke! Boss Long had spent five million yuan during the day, and there were so many magical artifacts in his backpack that he couldn't even use them all. He even generously distributed some to his high-level players.
The long saber in his hand was a high-grade magic weapon.
Although Heavenly Dragon could not fully unleash the power of the long saber, ordinary weapons would definitely not be able to withstand the sharpness of the long saber.
Although the sentinel was dead, he had successfully warned them before he died.
The entire Orc camp was in chaos.
"Enemy attack!" "Prepare for battle!"
"How many people have come?"
An orc general shouted and asked. Soon, he received a reply from his personal guard."More than a thousand people have already engaged the patrol team!”
"You dare to charge into the camp with just a thousand people?"
The orc general laughed in anger and raised the fine iron spear beside him."I'll go out! Let them never return!"
Not long after, the Vanguard Battalion players who were engaged in a bloody battle with the Orc patrols outside the camp saw a team of Orcs charging out of the camp.
There were about 3,000 orcs in this group, and the leader was a middle-aged man in bright golden armor riding a horse. He should be an orc general.
"I am the vanguard general under Meng Zhe, Wang Daodao!”
"Who are you? Report your name!"
The Orc commander shouted, and the players in the battle looked at Heavenly Dragon.
Yo, you're playing this game with me?
"I am the commander of the Supreme Sacred Sect's Proud Sky Legion!”
Long Aotian raised his eyebrows and stepped on a corpse. He held his knife in the night wind and shouted angrily,"It's called Falling to the Ground!"
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