Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty Four

Li Hua’s heart was completely cold. Before he could listen carefully to Bu Feiyan’s detailed explanation, he turned his direction and headed towards Qinghe Valley.

Of course, Bu Feiyan didn’t have time to explain it in detail with him.

When his thieves were exhausted, waves of thieves appeared in front of him instead.

That was the 40,000 players who had entered the Umo Mountain Range before, and the thieves who stayed at the entrance of the Mountain Range.

Li Qianmo was commanding from the rear, and the Camora Grand Canyon was a battle that he couldn’t even understand, but the other two, regardless of size, were in his grasp.

With the interception of these thieves, the 50,000 people who hadn’t walked away could only be completely desperate.

Qinghe Valley is the largest map with three battlefields.

A river beach can be called a small plain.

When Qingyun led the people to the Qinghe Valley, the World Guild had already reached a very deep distance.

Ping Bu Qingyun didn’t doubt that he was there, so he led the men and horses and killed them in.

The 50,000 elite behind him gave him full confidence.

Although it can’t solve Jiang Shang Qingfeng, it’s not bad to take the Death person to charge some interest.

But when he went into the Qinghe Valley about five hundred yards, he suddenly saw that Meng Zhen Nanshan was carrying that big shield, just waiting for them in his spare time.

Beside, standing with a cold face and arrogantly slept for another summer.

Ping Bu Qingyun frowned, wondering where Mengzhu Nanshan’s confidence came from.

At this time, the three major battlefields have not yet seen a sharp turn in the battle, and of course it is impossible to retreat at this time.

The battle between the two sides broke out in an instant.

Here are also three battlefields, the most conventional battle.

Meng Zhen Nanshan carried the big shield like a door panel, and ran into each other directly and peacefully.

Immediately, the front rows of the two sides were quickly strangled into a ball.

It stands to reason that the equipment level of Mengzhu Nanshan is more than one grade worse than the average.

However, Pingbu Qingyun had just been slaughtered by Jiang Feng seven times. Not to mention the level being beaten down, even a whole set of equipment has been picked up, and it hasn’t been made up yet.

And Mengzhen Nanshan has that peculiar shield, and the two sides also fought half-and-a-half.

Instead, he slept for another summer, and for a while, no one could suppress it, such as going into no one and killing wildly.

However, even so, this stalemate situation is only temporary.



With a casual sweep, he knew that his fifty thousand army had an absolute advantage.

A war of this scale is just a waste of time, but for a while, there is no result.

However, the slight advantage of each wave of consumption, accumulating a few waves, can make the other party collapse.

What’s more, on Qingyun’s side, compared with the World Association, it is not only a “slight” advantage!

But at this moment, a series of sharp arrows burst into the air suddenly remembered behind him.

Qingyun’s spirit was stunned, and he turned his head to look, and suddenly saw a black rain of arrows hitting behind him, in the mage’s camp.

In an instant, a cold sweat came out.

The world’s guild’s 80,000 archers, 60,000 went to the Umo Mountain Range, and the remaining 20,000 are here.

The reason why the Pingbu Qingyun was led to the depths of the Qinghe Valley was to make room for the twenty thousand archers.

Twenty thousand archers appeared directly behind, the sharp arrow pointed at the mage, and Qing Yun immediately panicked.

Of course he knew the archer of the World Guild.

But at this time, it was too late to regret why these archers suddenly appeared here.

“All thieves, swordsmen! Stop those archers at all costs!”

But, just like Bu Feiyan’s dilemma, the fifty thousand army is here to fight team battles, how many thieves can he bring?

As for the swordsman, it is even more ridiculous.

In addition to the world, the swordsman profession is the most patriarchal role in the major guilds. The total number of swordsmen in the three major guilds may not be tens of thousands.

How much threat can these people pose to the 20,000 archers?

Pingbu Qingyun is also very aware of this, and after a pause, he added: “Hanqing, you take the three, four, and five teams, and pass too!”

Zhou Hanqing, dark Wandering Xia is a paladin.

Before the Longsheng Consortium injected capital, he was one of the few players in the dark Wandering Xia.

Immediately there were three thousand melee units, quickly pulling away from the battlefield and killing in the direction of twenty thousand archers.

An army of 50,000, a melee unit that really resists the front row, is just over 10,000 points.

This took three thousand at a time, and the remaining pressure suddenly increased.

After all, at this time their priests are still bathing in the arrow rain, and their chanting skills for a little longer time cannot be used at all.

Some of the instant healing techniques have to be brushed by themselves.

In contrast, their strength far surpasses the Guilds of the World, but the front line is precarious, with white lights flashing constantly, going to the nearby cemetery to report.

Qingyun gritted his teeth, desperately defending the front line.

As long as you keep this for a while, wait for the thieves and Zhou Hanqing to limit the 20,000 archers behind them, and the priests behind them can heal with peace of mind, and they will be able to return to the situation immediately.

And the commander of the thieves and swordsmen, Twilight, in this case, did not panic.

Did not rush forward.

He knew that with his own manpower, he couldn’t kill many archers at all.

Therefore, he asked all the thieves to give up the advantage of stealth, and follow Zhou Hanqing’s close combat, relying on their defense to approach.

In this way, the speed is naturally much slower.

However, this can be foolproof.

Otherwise, his thieves would go first, and after being slaughtered, Zhou Hanqing’s front row would not have much effect.

Only with the two together can there be a sufficient threat to the 20,000 archers.

As for, at this speed, is the archer flying a kite?

Dusk didn’t care, only these archers retreated and withdrew from the shooting range of the mage camp, and their goal was achieved.

However, what he didn’t expect was that when the distance between them was only ten yards, these archers still had no intention of retreating!

Even an arrow was not shot at them, and they had been persistently outputting those mages.

At this time, the mages of the Longsheng Consortium had also exhausted their own life-saving skills.

Every time an attack is snatched, the Longsheng Consortium may die an additional mage.

Can not help but become anxious at dusk.

Zhou Hanqing began to charge, even with their short-legged front row, ten yards away was only a second.

Thousands of thieves who had been hiding behind them also rose up in an instant, and between their bodies flickered, they were the archers who killed the Guild of the World.

Then, Twilight was shocked.

All the archers of the Guild of the World, even if they were approached by their thieves, still remained unmoved, doing their best to output sharp arrows towards their mage camp.

Thousands of thieves, plus thousands of frontline fighters, are already close. How many arrows can the 20,000 archers shoot?

But with these few arrows, even if they pay the price of their lives, they are not willing to waste it.

It was these few arrows that finally killed and wounded the Mage camp of the Longsheng Consortium!

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