The order soon reached the frontier position. Rows of war equipment located behind the "meat shield defense line" in front began to test-fire to calibrate the target range. The NPC soldiers operating the war equipment looked cold and looked cold. The order to kill those companions who fought with the undead did not seem to have caused them too much emotional fluctuations.

Calibration, loading, firing, a series of actions are orderly, and the mechanical precision makes people feel that they are also numb and undead puppets.

The NPC warriors who had already rushed into the Bone Sea and were surrounded by the undead showed the same cold attitude. Everyone ignored the indiscriminate coverage attack of their powerful long-range weapons. They were still roaring at the battle, no one was dissatisfied, and no one fled.

Accompanied by bursts of screams through the air, countless huge rocks, fire meteors, and giant crossbow arrows rose into the air, drawing brilliant trajectories in the dim sky, and then smashing into the White Bone Sea.

The power of long-range weapons is unquestionable. As long as they are not elites or bosses, any undead who are directly hit or affected by explosion shock waves will usually be broken into a slag on the spot. Similarly, NPC warriors are not spared. Even the iron plate knights wearing heavy armor cannot withstand the long-range bombing of war equipment.

As for the players, let alone the players, except for the small number of top shield armor guards, who can withstand the bombing of a huge rock?

For a moment, the mechanical roar and the explosion was deafening, and countless players and NPC warriors were buried in thick bone piles.

The players do not have the sacrifice and dedication of "fire at me for victory" like NPCs, but their swear words to greet NPCs were swallowed up by the explosion, and they were simply dying with their eyes closed.

The defensive lines that had not yet been hit were bombarded in a series of ladders, and the decline was quickly alleviated. The terrifying sea of ​​sequels finally stopped spreading around and expanded. A large number of temple priests were drawn out and pushed up, relying on the sacred purification and purification skills to kill the undead that extended the bombing area.

About twenty minutes later, there were only a few hundred dead undead bosses standing alone in the thick layer of broken bones.

The players who were abused as embarrassed as dogs just now saw that there was a bargain to make money, and their morale was even higher than that of NPCs, so they immediately rushed up with a scream.

In theory, for every time a monster siege event like this, the system usually delays the attack of the second wave of monsters, so that players can have plenty of time to kill the boss, clean the battlefield, and replenish the state, so everyone's safety is very guaranteed, and it is difficult not to be excited. Who doesn't know that the top-quality explosion rate of the activity monster is the highest.

But who knew that everyone was wrong this time. Not long after the ranged weapons stopped bombing, the NPC warrior just cooperated with the player to complete the division and encircle of the BOSS, and the earth trembled rumbling.

Everyone looked into the distance and saw a blurry black line gushing out from the horizon in the distance. In a blink of an eye, the black line flashed with dark red flame light. The scene seemed to be a rushing red and black tide, sweeping over at an astonishing speed.

"Fuck, it's the Hell Knight riding the Flame Bone Horse, so many..."

Several players who seemed to be doing well and who held the Goblin tactical telescope screamed.

The red and black tide is clearly the same Hell Knight. It can be used to compete with the existence of first-class experts at level 95 players.

What is even more frustrating is that these Hell Knights are so numerous that they cover the horizon within their sight. God knows how many of them are.

If these hell knights come up and play group charge, they will definitely be invincible. Who can withstand it? I am afraid that as soon as they meet, they will be immediately hit and stomped into a paste.

Which bastards say that this activity is just about getting experience and picking up equipment? Isn’t this TMD cheating?

The frontline players burst into tears, crying and taking back the city rolls. When they found it, they all looked gray, which means they were unusable.

Look, even evacuating from the battlefield and escaping has become a luxury. As for running back, there is no need to think about it. NPCs are more ruthless than undead. Once you determine that your retreating behavior threatens their defense, you will be killed immediately without any negotiation.

The roar of thousands of horses galloping is getting louder and louder, and the distance between the Hell Knight is getting closer and closer. The first-line players who are forced to escape can almost see the scarlet bloody eyes exposed outside the face armor.

At this time, the NPC's response was no longer hastily. The warriors riding horses quickly formed a formation in front of the formation. The rows of archers behind them were erected on the bow and were ready to shoot. The catapults and heavy crossbows on the last side began to fire in an orderly manner.

The next moment, the army of Hell Knights, which was like a strait of craze, finally clearly wrapped in sight. The huge rocks covered the sky and crossbow arrows covered the large sky like a strange sky curtain intertwined by flames, ice, and beams of light.

With just one wave of shooting, thousands of Hell Knights were overturned on the long front, and the attack effect was surprisingly good.

However, the Hell Knight inherited the mindless style of the dark demon clan who only knew how to charge but not retreat, and did not know what fear was, and ignored the overturned and injured companions.

The catapults still roared, and the endless number of Hell Knights made these war equipment never have to worry about Hell Knights shortening their distance and rushing out of their range. If they want them to stop shooting, unless the Hell Knight dies, or the Hell Knight breaks through the defense and destroys them.

After a few breaths, the Hell Knight at the forefront was less than 300 yards away from the front. The NPC commander unsheathed his sword and shouted angrily to launch an attack order.

"Strong formation."

"charge."

"kill."

The NPC cavalry, ready to go, started a fierce and bloody hedge against the Hell Knights army in fearlessly.

Behind them, the attacking arrays formed by shields and spears steadily moved forward. The spears that poked out the gaps in the shield stuck the shield's horns, making these huge arrays look more and more like steel giant beasts full of sharp spikes.

boom.

The moment the two armies collided, thousands of muffled sounds gathered into an indescribable sound, which seemed like a muffled thunder, so dull that it made people feel depressed and suffocated.

Black and bright red blood sprayed into the sky at the same time. From a distance, it looked like a dragon entangled with black and red.

However, the two armies were only stalemate for a moment, and the cavalry of the Light Alliance was suppressed and gradually retreated. Faced with the powerful Hell Knights, the courage of the Light Knights to sacrifice did not create any miracles.

The huge and ferocious craze was like a torrent that flowed across the grassland, submerging the Knight of Light in pieces.

I don't know when the Knights of Light either stood in groups of three or five, or lonely horses on the grassland. They were surrounded by companions who were stacked with the corpses of the Hell Knights. It was obvious that the battle had ended at this point because they were so few that they could not even form a charge formation. However, no one retreated. They activated their mounts and carried their spears and swords to launch the last decisive charge.

When the steel arrays were wading blood and colliding with the hell knights, as many as 500,000 cavalrymen on the front line were wiped out.

Players have no time to sigh at the tragic and tragic Knight of Light. The tragic and tragic seem to have become the main tone of the repeated stages of this war. In just a moment, the tower shields were connected, and the steel square formation with sharp spears was shattered in the repetition of the Hell Knight without fear of death.

Then, the tragedy repeated, and the lines of defense were easily broken through, the depth of the lines of defense became shorter and shorter, and the king's land was getting closer and closer.

At the same time, in the Nine-Level Tower of the Divine Realm, the huge king of mechas finally fell slowly and heavily, and the earth trembled a few times. When Ye Feng raised his head, there were only piles of metal blocks and large pieces of armor fragments left in front of him.

At the top of the metal pile, a giant sword that was mostly inserted into the armor fragments soared into the sky. Half of the exposed sword was exposed, the mysterious runes were filled with thick blood and were illuminating little by little.

The real giant sword.
Chapter completed!