Skyroad Chapter 635: The King in the Tomb of Heroes
"Dragon Domain Iron Cavaliers, line up!"
We retreat to the front of the steles. If we retreat, Yunqi will directly resurrect the sleepers in the Heroes’ Cemetery. The oppression we face will be even stronger, after all. At present, the people resurrected in Yunqiong are the dead in the imperial tombs. Most of them are relatives of the emperor and relatives. They have average abilities and superb status. However, the dead in the Heroes’ Cemetery are different. People are all famous masters, and resurrecting them is incredible.
A line of Dragon Territory cavalry clenched their shields, spears burst out, forming a five-hundred-meter-long line of defense beside the player positions of Beichen and Tangmen, and behind them were the army of Lin Xingchu and Luo Qingyi.
"Have the reinforcements come yet?"
Luo Qingyi held the blood-stained sword in his hand, a little anxious.
A lieutenant clasped his fists: "The county lord, the Mu Yu legion commander of the Dragon Partition Cavalry regiment has led the elite cavalry on the way, and it will take about half an hour to reach the heroes' cemetery."
"Too slow..."
On the side, under the protection of a group of white deer cavalry warriors, Lin Xingchu looked at the death army violently attacking from a distance with beautiful eyes, and said: "Has the cavalry and shooting camp not arrived yet?"
"It's almost here!"
A soldier said in a deep voice: "The end commander can already faintly hear the hoofs of the riding camp!"
"Oh?"
Lin Xingchu'e frowned: "Is the inscription demon-killing arrow belt enough?"
"The final command has already been sent and prepared, please rest assured!"
"That's good! Order the artillery battalion to retreat, keep a distance of 500 meters, and continue to bombard the position of the cloud dome."
"Yes!"
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In the distance, artillery fire rumbling, and behind the player’s camp came the sound of dense horseshoes. I saw one by one wearing crimson leather armor and a leather helmet covering the entire head. The tassel of the helmet was a snow-white cavalry. Arrived on the battlefield, it was the elite of the legendary Bailu Iron Cavalry, the riding and shooting camp that Lin Xingchu had just trained!
"Good job!"
Riding the horse and turning around, Lin Xingchu looked at the elite army of nearly 10,000 people, and said: "Carry the shooting camp, take it immediately, aim and shoot the target, and reinforce the White Deer Cavalry and the Adventurer Corps on the front line!"
"Yes, my lord!"
A war commander nodded, raised his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "All in place, enter the battlefield!"
A group of NPs in the cavalry and shooting camps spread out, like a river hitting the embankment in a line, standing about fifty yards behind the player and the NP army, and then raised their hands together and pulled out one from behind. Blood-red arrows covered with inscriptions and luster, draw a bow and shoot, aim.
"Let the arrow!"
The general gave an order, and suddenly the inscription demon arrow fell like raindrops into the distant enemy group. For a while, the blood splashing scenes of "pupupupu" one after another, the damage numbers are too scary, and the weakest. Inflicted 10W+ damage, even ghost-level monsters were instantly killed in seconds, so that the originally dense strange group suddenly became a lot sparse!
"I fuck..."
Lin Che looked dumbfounded: "Lin Xingchu's army...this is too NX? How can players play..."
I frowned: "If we don't have NX, we won't be able to play either. We will soon be overwhelmed by the Death Legion summoned by Cloud Dome. We can't eat so many monsters..."
Shuyue Mingzheng nodded: "Well, the boss is right, I can't eat it, I can't kill it at all..."
"Everyone protect yourself, keep on guarding the line of defense, kill as many times as you come, and strive for everyone's mission completion rate to reach more than 50%, and the final settlement will definitely make a lot of money!" I raised my hand with Thor The storm, harvesting countless damage values and heads, loudly encouraged everyone in the guild.
Everyone laughed: "Hmm, come on!"
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The arrival of 10,000 Bailu Iron Camp has brought a certain reversal in the guarding battle of the Heroes’ Cemetery, but the good times did not last long. About an hour later, the inscriptions and demons brought by the Cavalry and Shooting Camp The arrows have been consumed seven or eight, but the dead people resurrected in Yunqiong have become more and more black and pressed again.
"My enlightenment, the inscription demon arrow is about to be exhausted!" The leader of the cavalry and shooting camp came to Lin Xingchu to report the military situation.
"Why don't you bring more?" Lin Xingchu's eyes were cold.
"This..."
The leader looked helpless: "My lord, the inscription demon arrow carries a huge inscription power. The steel arrow filled with inscription will become extremely heavy, and the weight of the four arrows is equivalent to a handle of pure iron. Spears, the final will order every warrior of the cavalry and shooting camp to bring 20 arrows when they come. The weight of this is about to exhaust them, not to mention... We must march in a hurry to rush to reinforcements. In addition, the military depot There are not many inscriptions on the Devil-killing Arrows, and we have brought at least 80% in this battle! Please enlighten me."
"..."
Lin Xingchu closed her beautiful eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, with a faint despair on her face, and said: "In this case, change to ordinary arrows to continue to kill the enemy, find a chance... to pull back the inscription on the battlefield Kill the magic arrow, use it again."
"Yes!"
Lin Xingchu watched the fierce battle in the distance, bit his red lips lightly, and said lightly: "If...if the elemental cannon can be developed faster, maybe we won't be so passive. Damn it, **** it. Why did the book of death come down on the earth of our Xia clan..."
……
At twelve o'clock in the evening, the fierce fighting continued, so that even our Tianxuan team’s supper was omitted, and there was no time to go offline to eat, and there was no time to pee.
The Xia faction has been retreating steadily. Under my order, the Dragon Territory cavalry with too little energy and blood directly retreated to bandage the wounds and nourish the blood, but this method of recovery was too slow, so that more than two thousand dragons Territory Iron Cavaliers died in more than three hundred battles, and the rest turned into remnants of blood, and had to withdraw from the battle. As a Dragoon general of the Dragon Region, I am not qualified to order them all to die here, even if they are willing.
The player team also began to retreat, giving way to the forest of steles on the front line.
"Om~"
The blood-colored death halo shrouded over, engulfing the resurrection power of the death book, the next moment, the dozens of stone steles in front began to buzz and tremble, and then the "Peng Peng Peng" exploded, deep in the mud, crawling Out of the strong men who held the swords of his life and were full of grudges, their eyes were gloomy.
"It's over, the ancient hero has been awakened."
Shuyue Mingzheng looked forward with a pair of beautiful eyes: "And all the ghost-level BSS, but we can't eat it..."
"Eat if you can't eat it!"
I screamed in a low voice, and said: "Go on, each legion chooses its own T, a team of a ghost-level BSS, we must not let these BSS kill the NP legion behind us, otherwise it will be even more unthinkable!"
"Hmm, come on!"
Not only Beichen, but all the guild players from White Deer City have fought. Thousands of people fought with hundreds of ghost-level BSSs, their skills shined, and in a blink of an eye, many people were BSS seconds. No way, the BSS level here is too high, 5 levels higher than mine, most players can’t see the level, and the formed level crushing attribute advantage is quite obvious, as long as the skills are used, basically One sword goes down to 100,000, and few people can bear it.
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"Hahahaha~"
In the air, Yun Qiong watched the players' awkward battles on the ground, and couldn't help laughing. "Watching the living and resurgent dogs of the Xia clan biting the dogs and hitting their own people, it’s really so impressive. It's pleasing to the eyes! Lin Xingchu, what can you do in this situation, aren't you known as the contemporary star of the Xia clan? Are you capable of turning the tide?"
Lin Xingchu was trembling with anger, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and shaking his fragrant shoulders.
"Master Xingchu, don't be irritated by him."
Luo Qingyi said indifferently: "He just wanted to anger you and let you rush to die. Once you die in battle, the military will be in chaos. At that time, we will be defeated by thousands of miles, and the heroes’ cemetery will be lost. Thousands of undead strong forces will razed the imperial capital Xingqi City to the ground like a wheel crushing a man’s arm. No one can stop them anymore."
"Well, I know."
Lin Xingchu nodded lightly and said: "I just... I just hate that I am not strong enough..."
"Hahahaha~"
Yunqiong waved his big hand, the death book rapidly flickered, and the **** halo pushed forward again, saying: "Come on, who will be the first sword saint of the human race to be resurrected?"
"My God..."
Luo Qingyi bit her silver teeth: "Don't let the cloud dome close to the tomb of the sword sage Lin Fan..."
"Lin...Lin Fan?"
I was holding a long sword, while outputting the ghost-level BSS in front of me, while adjusting my perspective, sure enough, just about 200 meters away from the cloud dome, a tomb of the strong swordsman appeared, standing in front of the tomb. With a huge stone sculpture, the owner of the statue is dressed in a military armor, holding a long sword in his hand, and short hair. He looks into the distance with clear eyes. The cloak behind him is flying, lifelike, full of heroic feelings, and why is his appearance so familiar?
"No way..."
Critical also noticed: "Yueheng Company too dare to play too? Actually made Yueheng Heavenly King Lin Fan an NP Swordmaster, and he is still a dead Swordmaster?"
"It should be Lin Fan's permission."
I frowned and said, "MB, once Lin Fan is resurrected, we will really be over. How can we stop with hundreds of ghost-level BSS plus a super swordmaster?"
Boundary pursed his lips and smiled: "Damn, it's hard to get away with it, don't say bad words, no quality~"
……
"Swish Swish"
The book of death is flipping rapidly~IndoMTL.com~A series of blood red death runes soared into the sky, and then fell into the tomb of the sword sage, the **** brilliance pours into the surface a little bit, which makes people feel a kind of abnormal horror The feeling, Yunqiong, has already begun to resurrect the sword saint, and there is a word in his mouth: "Sleeping King, revive, use your peerless talent, use your ambition to destroy all the hypocrisy in this world!" /
"Absolutely not!"
I gave up my BSS abruptly, and rushed over: "Interrupt the cloud dome!"
Speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and activated the special effect of the Sacred Dragon's Grip to capture the dragon!
In an instant, the special effects were directly absorbed and dry, and at the same time, a shocking dragon roar erupted from the body. With a left hand, the figure of a sacred golden dragon was condensed and swallowed away suddenly. The claws opened and grabbed directly. After reaching the cloud dome in the air, his left arm dragged down heavily, causing 20W+ damage to the cloud dome with a "boom", and at the same time he dragged him from the air to the front!
"You..."
He was shocked and completely did not expect me to have such a hand.