"Are you going to participate in the dungeon again?"

Han Yu climbed up from the huge double bed and looked at the light curtain in front of him.

Since becoming the champion in the last copy of the game, Han Yu's life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

On the one hand, a huge sum of 500,000 yuan fell from the sky, which increased his savings by 500 times.

With so much money at once, he couldn't help but feel a little restless. He immediately bought out the old shabby apartment he rented and replaced it with a well-decorated apartment with separate toilets and bathrooms, and even a semi-open kitchen.

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No need to go to the public kitchen to cook noodles in the middle of the night.

I immediately placed orders for various computer accessories that I had already liked for a long time. I even dared to add two braised eggs to my instant noodles.

On the one hand, Han Yu felt that it was great to have money. He wanted to participate in a few more dungeons, earn more money, and just retire to his old age.

On the one hand, I am afraid of the arrival of copies.

He was slightly injured at the end of the last dungeon, and the pain was exactly the same as being injured in reality.

He is really afraid that he will die in the copy.

He didn't want to bear the feeling of facing death.

However, now that the copy has arrived, his heart has calmed down.

"Forget it, it's a blessing not a curse, the worst case scenario is we'll have to do it again."

Han Yu clicked to participate.

The whole person was enveloped in white light.

A moment later, when the white light dissipated, Han Yu found himself in a large camp. He was wearing a black windbreaker, a pair of big leather boots, a Xiasebo rifle in his hand, and a bullet belt and long rifle slung around his waist.

Long bayonet.

There were people all around who were dressed similarly to him. A rough count showed that there were hundreds of them, and there were even more in the distance, which was countless.

Farther away, there are classical troops wearing armor, holding shields and scimitars, and the flags are all crescents.

Han Yu looked a little familiar at this scene.

He looked into the distance. Not far away was a tall city. The towers were filled with archers and crossbowmen, and they were all densely packed with knights wearing chainmail.

"Could it be..."

Han Yu felt a chill in his heart.

At this time, a light curtain hung down.

[Main mission: Help Saladin capture Jerusalem and obtain the golden scepter hidden in Hagia Sophia.]

[The mission continues until Jerusalem is successfully captured. If the siege fails, all of you mercenaries will be sentenced to death.]

"What? If you can't defeat it, you'll be cut down?"

Han Yu's eyes widened as he looked at the light screen.

The players around them also look similar.

At first, they thought that so many players holding bolt-action rifles to help Saladin fight was bullying, but now it seems that this is not necessarily the case.

If they can't defeat it, they might really be doomed.

These players also became nervous.

At this moment, waves of horns sounded.

Saladin's army shouted to the sky: Allah Huqba!

Dozens of trebuchets began to operate, and huge fireballs hit the city wall of Jerusalem, causing masonry and stone fragments to fly everywhere.

Groups of infantrymen holding large shields began to advance, followed by huge siege towers and arrow towers.

The top was filled with heavily armed infantry, and they launched an attack on the walls of Jerusalem.

"It's time for us to get going."

Han Yu exchanged glances with many players and knew that it was time for them to take the field.

Let them go on the field and fight with the aboriginals. They will definitely not be the opponents of the aboriginals.

Three thousand players may not be able to defeat a thousand trained knights.

However, their strength does not lie in close combat.

Their real advantage is the rifle in their hands.

Three hundred bullets per person, if calculated based on one bullet per person, can kill at least 900,000 people.

Of course, they don't have such accuracy.

But if calculated with a 10% accuracy, 90,000 people can be killed.

One percent is the same as nine thousand.

Whether there are nine thousand serious defenders in the city is a matter of debate.

All they need to do is provide fire support below the city.

Players follow the infantry and continue to advance.

"Look, what is that?"

A sharp-eyed player saw a pile of standing stones on the ground.

The side of the stone pile facing the city wall is painted white.

Looking to the left and right, there are many piles of stones like this.

"Measuring distance, this is a parameter mark, destroy it quickly!"

a player yelled.

When several players heard this, they immediately tore down the pile of rocks.

But there is more than one sign along the way, and they cannot remove all the piles of stones.

Moreover, when they touch the pile of rocks, it means that they have entered the strike range.

Whoosh whoosh——

Sure enough, the trebuchets in the city began to fight back.

Several huge fireballs smashed out along the city wall and fell into Saladin's military formation. The boulders rolled and crushed a long trench. Dozens of infantrymen holding shields were crushed into pieces.
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Fortunately, the trebuchet hit farther and attacked Saladin's center. The players were in the forward position, and the boulder just flew over their heads and did not cause any damage to them.

At this moment, the archers on the top of the city raised their bows and arrows.

Whoosh whoosh!

A series of arrows fell from the sky like raindrops.

Although the soldiers in the front row were holding shields, many bows and arrows still penetrated through the gaps in the shields. When the arrows were not covered, a group of soldiers fell down.

In this case, falling down is equivalent to death.

Because there was no one to treat them, and even the soldiers who followed behind would trample them into a pulp.

Seeing such a tragic scene, the players also became serious.

They know that if they don't work hard, they will end up like those soldiers.

Even if they don't really die in the dungeon, they don't want to suffer the pain of death.

Bang bang bang!

The players raised their guns and started shooting at the city head.

Although the Xiasebo rifle is a very old-fashioned bolt-action rifle, its effective range reaches an astonishing 800 meters.

At this time, the straight-line distance between the players and the city head is no more than 150 meters, which is definitely within the shooting range.

Although this round of volleys was fired crookedly, with many people even hitting the sky, there were still some lucky guys who hit the target.

The bullet directly penetrated the opponent's chain armor and messed up the opponent's internal organs.

In an instant, a knight turned into a corpse.

"Continue to shoot, suppress the city head, and create time for the siege tower."

A player shouted loudly.

Bang bang bang!

Players quickly cleaned up gun ash, loaded bullets, and continued shooting.

In rounds of shooting, the players quickly entered the state.

They are not very good at dynamic combat, but static target shooting is still no problem.

Anyway, there are so many people on the city wall, it's almost crowded. As long as you go in the right direction, you can basically hit it.
Chapter completed!