The Invincible Dragon Lord

Two figures stood on the back of a docile and crawling golden dragon.

One of them wore green leather armor and carried a staff on his back.

Although the equipment was lackluster, both Master Long and several guild leaders around him understood that the staff should be the epic equipment that still ranks first in the equipment list (players) to this day.

The wand of nature!

A magic weapon that has made countless people covet it, someone has already offered hundreds of millions of Xia Yuan to buy it.

"Feng Liuyun, we are doing our job well here, and you attacked us!"

Young Master Long suppressed the hatred in his heart and beat him up!

As long as you kill yourself and just do the task here, then the other party will have nothing to say about attacking.

‘You’ve learned to be smart! ’

Zhao Hao stared down at Mr. Long who was suppressing his hatred with some emotion in his heart.

It seems that the other party has grown up after being severely beaten by society.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhao Hao glanced at the surrounding players who were fleeing, and continued: "Just because you are following me all the way, even if I kill all of you, no one will think that I have done anything wrong. !”

The larger character design still needs to be talked about, so he doesn't want to take the blame.

"You actually said you were following you? We are dozens of kilometers away from you!"

Mr. Long’s voice became louder and louder.

The longer the opponent and the golden dragon are held back, the more players will be able to escape. He naturally understands this.

Naturally, Zhao Hao would not fail to see such an obvious delaying strategy, but he did not pay attention.

It's useless for these ordinary players to kill a few more people, and they are too lazy to do it themselves.

"Needless to say, the world of heroes always depends on strength. Otherwise, why would you suddenly be 'reasonable' today?"

Zhao Hao's heart-wrenching words made Young Master Long furious.

Yes, he had never been able to 'reason' before. It was all about 'not what you think, but what I think'.

The fundamental reason is that now he is the weak one.

No matter how powerful he is in reality, in the world of heroes, facing such a top strong man, he is a weakling, and his life and dignity are in the hands of the opponent.

"Don't be proud, sooner or later I will make you regret it!"

Young Master Long couldn't help but say harsh words.

"I'm looking forward to that day." Zhao Hao felt a lot better when he saw the opponent breaking through the defense. "But before that day comes, you'd better die once!"

Green Wing, who was lying on the ground, raised his head and opened his mouth, dazzling firelight flickering in his throat.

"Get out of the way!"

The middle-aged man with the Sky Blade next to Mr. Long stood in front of him, trying to protect him.

Several other people also reacted and used various skills and props to protect themselves.

It's a pity that the strongest among them is probably only a few hundred levels in the Xia Kingdom rankings, let alone the world rankings. Facing the dragon's breath attack, it's completely like a mantis trying to block the car.

Chi!

In the sound of vaporization, the middle-aged player standing in the front evaporated together with his equipment.

A body of flesh and blood has caught the dragon's breath, do you really think you are a 'crystal dragon'? .

Even the equipment on the opponent's body will be scrapped even after resurrection.

The player's equipment will be damaged, damaged, damaged... etc. when faced with force majeure. It does not wear out forever.

This is why players never have enough equipment.

It can withstand the dragon's breath head-on without any damage, and the quality of the equipment must be at least Silver Fantasy level.

The dragon's breath evaporated one person and then continued to surge forward, drowning everything in front.

When Green Wing finished breathing out the dragon's breath, only a large black fan-shaped area was left in front, and the ground even showed signs of melting.

Mr. Long and several others died honorably.

After all, there is no need for cremation. It is indeed decent enough.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Hao had no intention of using the Green Wings to pursue the fleeing players of the Dragon Court Guild.

After all, players pull their hips on the battlefield, but are very good at escaping. The time wasted and the benefits are extremely different.

His time was very tight and he couldn't waste it on this.

And the goal has been achieved.

This time I came to give the opponent a 'painful realization'. Killing the opponent once, even if the battlefield losses are only one-fifth of the usual adventure, it cannot be said that it is not painful. At least it will take a long time to make up for the losses.

After hearing the order, the three-headed dragons of green claws, green horns, and golden eyes, which were eager to kill, took to the air.

If a hero were to give the order, the dragons would definitely be reluctant, but it was Zhao Hao who gave the order, so the dragons with such an arrogant personality would obey immediately.

After they left, only the land that had been ravaged by the dragon's breath was left.

In just one round of raids, Dragon Court Guild players, who had previously numbered nearly 10,000 units, lost nearly a thousand units. This was the first time they dispersed and fled. Otherwise, it would not be surprising if they were all wiped out.

The losses are not too exaggerated, but the impact on morale is extremely terrible.

After all, it doesn't matter who has his face stabbed by a few giant dragons or burned to ashes by dragon breath.

One-tenth of the pain is easy to say, but the point is that the fear of death is uncomfortable, and no one wants to experience it multiple times.

After the morale was hit hard, there would naturally be resentment towards the new president, Mr. Long, so it would be completely useless to continue to cause trouble for Zhao Hao... at least not until the morale was restored.

Hidden dangers eliminated!

Zhao Hao, who knew the gaming industry very well, why he didn't choose to hunt down all the players was precisely because he knew that even if he ignored them, they would not continue to cause trouble for him.

Soon return to the troop garrison in front of the mountains.

"grown ups!"

Memphis came over.

"How are the supplies?"

Zhao Hao asked.

Supplies are extremely important for troops.

Once in a state of hunger, that unit will directly lose combat effectiveness or even die.

Fortunately, soldiers do not need to eat three meals a day, let alone 'cooked food'.

It is extremely convenient to replenish, so it can be replenished quickly.

"It's completed, but it consumes too much food!"

Memphis hinted.

Although the one-time supply can last for a week, the consumption is not small. Hundreds of tons of food are not a small amount.

That’s right, hundreds of tons of food are consumed at one time!

This number is quite large, equivalent to about one-tenth of the fleet's carrying capacity.

At the same time, food here and in Mingyue City are two different concepts.

A ton of grain (ordinary quality wheat is the standard) in Mingyue City only costs about two to three hundred gold coins, if there is a way to purchase it.

But the price of food in the Crow Principality starts at 300 gold coins per ton, and because of the faction war, the price has soared like a rocket, and will get higher and higher.

If it is transported to the Lanner Plateau, selling it for thousands of gold coins is considered a reasonable price. If it is exchanged for specialty products and shipped back for sale, the goods exchanged for each ton of grain can definitely be sold for more than a few thousand gold coins.

Ten times more profit!

It's enough to make anyone crazy, which is why the major forces have been blocking Rannar.

In addition to not allowing the rise of the orcs, it is also because the benefits are too terrifying.

The consequences of the blockade have also come.

Due to the lack of food, the orcs had no way to go, so they simply turned over the table and stopped playing.

Memphela's hint was to let him reduce the number of units (Lancers: I feel a little cold). The target is naturally the first-level spearmen. There are too many and the level is too low, so they are indeed the best target for reduction.

"They still have use in Rannar, not to mention there is still a week until the next supply, right?"

Zhao Hao did not agree to reduce the quantity.

At least not now.

Isn’t it a waste to cut down the quantity just after replenishment? .

No matter what, it is best to cut back after this week, otherwise the food supplies will be wasted.

Do you see it.

In terms of resource utilization, the operational capabilities of the players will make capitalists cry.

"Understood, sir!"

Meng Feila expressed her understanding and put away her thoughts of playing dirty tricks.

The army began to enter the dense mountains that separated the Crow Principality from the Lannar Plateau.

At the rear of the army are the Shadow Swordsmen, who are responsible for killing anyone who comes close, whether players or orcs, all will be killed without mercy.