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Chapter 62 The Cold Woman

The two sides rushed towards each other as if they had agreed.

"Kill—" The two sides collided together, confronted each other with shields, and slashed with swords.

Zhang Qiang swung the ax and smashed the wooden shield in the big man's hand with one blow. The big man screamed, held his left arm, turned sideways, and flew out.

It never occurred to him that he, a mercenary soldier who was a caravan guard, couldn't hold an ax from his opponent, and weighed about 200 kilograms, and was knocked into the air by Zhang Qiang, a thin man who seemed to be in his early 100 kilograms.

"Kill—" Zhang Qiang retracted the ax and swung it out again.

A guild member wearing purple clothes, nomadic leather armor, a purple logo on his chest, and a golden crown shining with golden light, watched his arm separate from his body and fell backwards with a scream .

The players who swarmed up from behind cut him into pieces with swords and guns, and fell to the ground piece by piece.

Zhang Qiang sneered, turned around and looked for a new target.

Seeing how brave he was, the timid players avoided him directly.

Anyway, it's a mess now, so many people are waiting to kill themselves.

Killing feels really cool.

It's not good to be killed.

These players are now in a mess. Although the overall target of the attack is Zhang Qiang and his group, they are not affiliated with each other. They each have their own teams and have their own thoughts. Players who are injured and unable to protect themselves are of course killers.

There are also some ghost spirit players who did not attack Zhang Qiang and the others in the first wave, but looked around vigilantly. Some even started to hide, hiding behind the villagers' houses, or running into the houses.

It is a common mentality to avoid this scuffle and wait until the situation is clear before coming out to pick up the bargain.

Therefore, apart from attacking Zhang Qiang and the players who were running ahead, about seventy or eighty people in the back avoided.

No one is a fool.

This allows the players of the Dynasty Guild to take part in the battle to take advantage of it. They are a group, and they all have the guild logo on their chests. They will definitely not attack each other when encountering each other. Teams, hunt down those players who are single or only two or three players.

Zhang Qiang didn't see the actions of the players, but focused on the fight in front of him. There are always some people who think they are strong, think they have the advantage, or are dazzled, and only stare at Zhang Qiang gang of them.

The difference between the battle in the cold weapon era and the hot weapon era is that it is more direct, bloody, and violent, and it requires a lot of physical strength and energy, so you can't be distracted.

It only takes a second for the enemy's knife to slice a piece of flesh off your body, or cut off your head.

He tried his best to wield the ax and shield in his hand, attack, resist, crowd out, move, and at the same time pay attention to the cooperation with the Rose Knights. As for the Rhodoks soldiers, they were born fighters, they came out of the training camp. In terms of cooperation, they are more rigorous than Zhang Qiang and the Rose Knights, and no player has been able to take advantage of them until now.

On the contrary, Zhang Qiang, it was his first time to fight this kind of group battle. In a harmonious society, even street fights are rare. No one has the experience of fighting in a large group, let alone cooperate.

In fact, the few of them still fight on their own based on their individual abilities, because the distance is close, they can help each other resist the enemy's weapon attack.

Zhang Qiang felt that the armor defense on his body was high, but it also seriously affected his rotation. Although his level had been improved, when he ran, raised his sword, and shield, it always seemed to be replayed in slow motion. The player's bow and arrows and knives chopped on his armor, rubbing out a string of sparks.

Every time he swings a sword, he has to use all his strength to inflict damage on the opponent, or he will be knocked away by the opponent, or blocked, and then he will stab himself with a sword or cut a knife, so he Also suffered a lot of injuries.

Fortunately, his blood volume is much higher than these players, and the player's attack does not cause much damage to him, at most one or two points.

Because his defense is really too strong.

Now when the overall defense of those players is still in their 130s and [-]s, he is already more than [-].

The attack power of those players is around ten or so points, even if they hit his body where the defense is weak, it will only cause three or four points of damage, and the basic defense of the fighters is still very high.

Of course, if the swords that hit him were struck by his Rhodok soldiers, it would not be a maximum of three or four points, but it would definitely take away about ten points of huge damage from him. He now only has a total of seventy points of blood He would not dare to fight such a scuffle if he took ten or so damage.

If you can't hold on for a few times, it will hang up.

Yan Fuxi who was beside him roared, "Yeah..." His face was red, and the epee in his hand smashed the spear in the hand of a hired sentry. At this moment, a hired swordsman saw the timing and handed A sword pierced Yan Fuxi's back.

Yan Fuxi used old moves, and when he was turning around, he didn't see any sword behind him. If he was stabbed, with the hardened leather armor on Yan Fuxi's body, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die. Players of the same level caused him The damage is far greater than the sum of the damage of two or three lower-level caravan guards or hired sentries.

Zhang Qiang just turned around and was between the two. He rushed forward and blocked the thrust of the man's long sword with his body. The long sword made a clear "jingle" sound on his coat of arms, and the enemy's attack was not right. He does no harm.

The difference between iron armor and leather armor is that it gives you an extra life. Zhang Qiang turned around, brandished an axe, and chopped off the enemy's head forcefully.

The sprayed blood mist turned him into a blood warrior, looking hideous and terrifying.

"They are so powerful, they are simply an organized army." Some players have already discovered Zhang Qiang's bravery. On the carriage, debris flew, and the pulled horse fell to the ground screaming, struggling and whining miserably in a pool of blood.

Upstairs on Diaojiao, Fang Xiaogang frowned, and muttered to himself: "Since when did Zhang Qiang become so powerful? Has he discovered any tricks to the game?"

After being dazed, he laughed dumbly, "Zhang Qiang is always like this."

Pan Wei watched the battle outside coldly, "Although you are brave, you can't beat four hands with two fists. Once the players' blood is stimulated, when they are desperate, it is the time for Zhang Qiang and the others to die."

Hu Yan folded her arms on her chest and said calmly: "This is good for our plan. If they die and the players die, our gains will be even greater. Those dead people almost have more money, and it is also good to collect them. A fortune."

Ginny frowned, "Sister Yan, he saved us from Ma Yin's hands, so we should help him anyway, but you are now concerned about money here."

Hu Yan looked back at Ginny, the indifference in her eyes had made Ginny very disappointed in her, Hu Yan said coldly: "No one should mention that matter again, otherwise, even if you are my best friend, I will I won't let you go either."

Ginny looked at Hu Yan. This woman was no longer the lively and lovely Hu Yan she knew. Did she become so cold-blooded after a breakup?

(End of this chapter)