Another World: I Can Summon Earth Players

Fifty or sixty slave traders brought hundreds of slaves with them. With this group of slaves, their speed could not be increased.

Soon, players and slave traders met.

The strong Douzong dismounted and shouted angrily to the slave traders: "Listen to the robbers on the opposite side, we are warriors from Hurricane Village."

"You have been surrounded by the people of our Hurricane Village, I, the strong Douzong dismounted and demanded that you unconditionally surrender and release all slaves.

Seeing about 200 professionals armed to the teeth, they blocked the way arrogantly.

These slave traders all looked solemn, and they did not dare to have a direct conflict.

The leading slave trader was a professional in the late stage of the third rank, and he was dumbfounded as he watched the revived Douzong powerhouse get off his horse and fight.

He remembered that this person had just been cut in two by him, why did he come back again?

But these are not important, the bearded slave trader smiled and said, "Warriors of Hurricane Village, the road is open to the sky, each side of the road."

"We passed by expensive place this time, and we don't want to cause trouble."

"There may have been a little misunderstanding before."

After finishing speaking, the third-tier bearded slave trader took out a bag of gold coins and handed it to the Douzong strongman to dismount and fight: "This is a little hard-earned money from the brothers, and I hope you warriors can do it for your convenience."

Yan was stunned by the first kiss after the Dou Zong strongman got off his horse and fought: "Oh my god, this npc wild monster will still bribe? This is too fake.

The Douzong strongman got off his horse and fought with a smile, he drew out his long sword and shouted angrily: "Brothers, go! Kill these npc robbers, and all the money will still be ours."

Seeing that the negotiation broke down, the bearded slave owner lost his smile just now, and showed a fierce look: "The country soldiers you brought? Tired of life, right?"

These fifty or sixty slave traders are all old fritters, and each of them has the strength of the second and third ranks, and they are extremely cruel.

A slave trader smiled ferociously, and cut off the arm of the strong Dou Zong who dismounted to fight with a knife, his face was full of sarcasm: "Stupid, you are really the hottest second-level professional I have ever seen~|| .”

The Douzong strongman who became a one-armed man got off his horse and lost only a quarter of his blood in the first battle, and directly slashed the slave trader's throat with a single knife.

This slave trader's eyes are full of disbelief, this man is too cruel, he didn't respond when his arm was cut off?

The slave trader who fell down was instantly hacked to death by the two players behind him who dismounted from his horse.

As for the strong Douzong dismounted to fight, he turned into Yang Guo and slashed at other slave traders aggressively.

The leader of the slave trader with a big beard rode a Warcraft horse, and he chopped four players with a golden machete in his hand. All the players who were chopped turned into white light on the spot.

A Warcraft horse with Tier 3 strength coupled with a golden machete, such a powerful impact, indeed no player can resist it.

"Those who stand in my way die!"

The weapon wielded by the big beard killed all directions, and he thought that the players would be scared and run away.

Ordinary Tier 1 and Tier 2 professionals will of course dodge, but players will not!

The evil werewolf roared: "Brothers, let's kill the boss first.

Twenty or thirty players near the evil werewolf took the initiative to meet the bearded man.

"Boom bang bang bang!"

The bearded horse directly knocked down six or seven players, but the horse under his crotch was quickly dismembered by the players.

The bearded man who was knocked to the ground was hacked to death by more than 20 weapons, leaving no bones left.

The battle continues.

The low-level players turned into white light one after another, and the number of slave traders was gradually decreasing.

Except for a small number of players who have encountered robbers or mercenaries, most of the players are fighting against real people for the first time.

The strength of the players is not strong, and the total value of grudge is not high. This kind of fighting is no different from fighting with cold weapons.

But the players didn't feel any discomfort when fighting.

Because the players are used to seeing corpses, getting used to blood and blood, and more importantly, all players have experienced battles with goblins.

Well-equipped players, the fighting power is much stronger than these slave traders imagined.

The slave traders were quickly defeated. Except for a few slave traders who had mounts, all the rest turned into Ye Yuhang's experience points.

"Dad, I'm so hungry... 21

Among the hundreds of slaves, a skinny little girl about seven or eight years old raised her head and said pitifully to an equally thin man.

"Those warriors, are they here to save us?"

The middle-aged man stared blankly at the two groups of people fighting, and hugged his daughter distressedly.

Then he carefully took out a piece of black bread from his arms with his handcuffed hands, and comforted him softly: "Yes, those warriors are our saviors, helping us escape from these devils. "

The little girl finished the bread and stared blankly at a group of brave warriors who were fighting bloody battles. She couldn't wait to take the bread handed by her father.

She shook it vigorously, but unfortunately the bread was so hard that the little girl not only didn't shake it, but accidentally knocked out one of her own teeth.

"woo woo woo woo...."

The poor little slave girl burst into tears.

"Hey, little Alisa, don't cry. Those brave men will save us from our misery."

The middle-aged slave coaxed his daughter at a loss, watching the fierce battle, his eyes were full of guilt and self-blame.

I was caught by these beasts but could do nothing.

"It's all the bloody slave traders' fault."

The man cursed in a low voice, which aroused the approval of all the slaves.

It is because of these cruel slave traders that the villagers at the bottom were caught in this wilderness, living on a little black bread and (well?) bark.

Slave traders don't feed these lowly people.

"When these Hurricane warriors defeat the slavers, everything will be fine.

Some slaves heard the conversation between the strong Douzong dismounted and the bearded man, and knew that this group of warriors came from Hurricane Village.

"Will it really get better?"

Many people looked at the battlefield where the fierce fighting was fought, their weather-beaten faces were full of confusion.

The long-term experience of oppression made these slaves lose their confidence in life.

The middle-aged man hugged Alisa and encouraged loudly: "When these slave owners are killed, our lives will be guaranteed.

"I believe that the people in Hurricane Village will treat us kindly. At least we can eat enough, wear warm clothes, and our life will get better and better."

Although he didn't know how the ending would be, the middle-aged man still comforted everyone.

(ps: the second update).