Chapter 1469: Doomsday Warsong

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The entire Tree of Life map has been turned into a mess, and a large number of Indian service players have poured in. They have not experienced the previous battles, so they have sufficient personnel. On the other hand, the forces of the remaining forces are already quite stretched, especially the national service, European service, The Russian service, etc., may add up to hundreds of thousands of troops. These troops are placed on a large map of the tree of life, which is nothing at all.
As a result, the Indian service iron riders trampled along, while they dispersed most of their forces to kill the monsters, they concentrated and began to attack the players who first entered the map of the tree of life.
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"Up, all up!"
Under the rush of the crowd, a familiar player appeared in the front row of Yinfu. It was the leader of the Unicorn Temple of Yinfu, the leader of the Unicorn Temple. At this time, he was almost half-length, holding a streamer in his hand. Artifact-level broadsword, His Majesty's black war horse, with a cold face on his face, his blade pointed forward, and drank, "Take over the entire map, and now it is our turn to the warriors to complete the mission. It's up! "
For a time, the Indian clothing headed by the Unicorn Temple Guild stopped, brushing up the array, stepping forward step by step, and the front was the European service position.
"Apocalyptic Warsong, what do you mean !?"
In front of the German service position, the Duke held the blade in his hand, his face was very ugly, and said: "We understand the mood of completing the version task, but you don't need to kill the innocent, right? What do we players have against you?"
"No no no."
Doomsday war song smiled slightly and said, "We have been rejected from outside the map, Duke, do you know this feeling of being abandoned by the whole world? From beginning to end, who of you has spoken half a word for us? ? Now, all of us are here. It's your turn to make room. Let's have a few more people from India make it to the top 100 list, shouldn't it? "
"you……"
The lieutenant knight next to the Duke gritted his teeth, and his face was full of anger: "You are too crazy, do you think you can be the enemy of the whole world with just one Indian clothing?"
"Yes."
The duke was as cold as he said: "If you really want to attack, you are declaring war with the European service, the Chinese theater, and the Russian service. Do you really want to decide this way? Besides, our German service war guild still has 20,000 elites. Do you think you can succeed? "
"I would love to try."
A song of eschatology raised his eyebrows, with pride in his eyes, and said, "Duke, I was so polite to speak with you before because you are the master of the older generation. Now that you say so, I might as well open the skylight and say To tell you the truth, you have only a few people in Germany, and millions of players have already reached the sky. You are only the king of millions, but where are we printing and we have nearly 100 million registered players! We printing Everyone who stands out is tempered by real gold. Your Duke may be able to call the wind and rain in German clothing, but if you put us in our clothing, you are nothing. You ca n’t even enter the top ten, so, Put away your pride, talk to me calmly, hey ... okay? "
The duke was shocked, shocked by the pride of the war songs of the last days, shocked by the justifications of the war songs of the last days, looked indifferent, and frowned, "I have always talked to you calmly, and now I will ask you again, is it true? Going to war? "
"Yes."
Not far from the end of the war song, a master wizard with a staff came out, wearing a magic robe, with a sneer in his eyes. It was the Godavari Guild Union paper airplane, chuckling: "Duke How many people are you left with now? Don't blame us if you don't let this road go. Next, it is the road of conquest that we have subdued. Who dares to resist, all crushed into powder? "
"MD, it's crazy!"
A group of iron riders at the level of German male model sky group pulled out their sharp swords, looked at the Duke Qiqi, and yelled: "Leader, terrific defeat, we must not endure such humiliation in the annihilation guild!"
"Ok!"
The duke gritted his teeth: "Be prepared, defend your position, and meet your opponent's attack!"
"Yes!"
A group of people sank one after another, with shields and swords slamming together. Although there were only tens of thousands of players in German clothing, morale was very high. However, the strength of Indian clothing is now too strong, and the top ten guilds are almost there. Just before our eyes, a whole crowd of people, preliminary estimates of the total troop strength from the top ten guilds has exceeded four million, there is still a crowd of people in the distance, in order to complete the work of this abyss revisit version of the task, Indian clothing can be described as painstaking.
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"Oh!"
Doomsday Warsong once again pulled out the sword, pointed directly at the position of the British clothing, coldly facing the wings of the wind: "You! How do you want to fight with us? British Royal Ark Guild, do you want to fight? ! "
Wings of the Wind holds the bow of war and looks cold: "If you want to attack, you can only start the war!"
"well!"
Doomsday war song once again pointed the blade to the east, and said, "China's theater! What do you say, tonight, tonight, on the water side, do you want to fight with us?"
"Huh." I nodded.
He Yi smiled slightly and said, "Fight now, I'm sorry I didn't fight this fight because of your aggressiveness, didn't you, Gu Jian soul dream?"
For a while, Guiguzi, Luanyue, and others were cutting their swords and laughing. Haha laughed: "Yes, hit and hit, who is afraid of anyone ?!"
National clothes, although the remaining guilds have not been named, but Lin Tu, Feiyue, Yanguang afterglow, Ziyihou and others have already flexed their muscles. This time, after printing, it was too aggressive to make a mane, so that no one was not holding back. It ’s a spirit of contention. The contention in the game is the length and pleasure of the moment. You can lose, you can be inferior to people, but you never accept bullying and humiliation. Obviously, the people who printed the clothes have miscalculated and put themselves in the world. The enemy's position.
"what about you!?"
The war songs of the last days suddenly pointed the blade at the west and yelled: "Russian clothing, mortal blood, snow wishes, you are all here, let's say, do you want to fight with us?"
The blood of the mortal frowned, and with a slight flick of the reins, the horse was moved westward.
"Mortal blood, what do you mean?" Xue Yuan hurriedly asked.
"Means nothing."
The blood of the mortal gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go to the west to kill the abyss knights. The main battlefield will be given to them. Our Russian service is here for wealth, but not for a moment of righteousness. Xueyuan, you are a sane Human, don't you think so? "
"I……"
Snow was willing to bite the silver tooth and said nothing, and immediately swayed his sword, and said, "The rest of the Snowfield Guild, come with me, let's blame, the battle here has no meaning anymore."
"Yes, lord!"
A group of Russian service players who didn't want to get involved in the battle was in the midst of retreating, and the tide receded.
"what about you?!"
The sword of the end of the war song is a little bit, pointing to the players who are not far away from the Japanese and Korean servers, sneer: "Ning, Busan sunset, your main city has been swallowed up by the Chinese theater, you are now in the state of vassal submission It's just a bunch of people who have lost their glory. If you leave now, then I should not see you, let's go! "
"What do you mean ?!"
Ning looked coldly and said, "The blood of mortals, our daily service is just a temporary failure. What about the state of the subject's surrender, what do you mean to humiliate us?"
The sunset in Busan nodded like this: "Mortal blood, don't talk too much, what is a group of people who have lost their glory? Glory is always in our hearts, and Hongye Continent will be glorified again one day!"
"Glory?"
Haha laughed and could n’t help but said, "A group of bereavement dogs, what glory do you have? Since you do n’t want to leave, then stay, and the iron blade we printed do n’t mind waving twice more, but Just cut off two dog heads! "
"Junk stuff!"
Ning gritted his teeth, pointed his blade forward, and drank lowly, "Brothers from the Hongye continent, we are not a war zone in China, nor a place to fall. We are only for our own breath, for our own dignity. The Indian dog thief is too bullying. We would rather fight to death than be scrupulous, right? "
"Yes!"
Everyone raised their blades and yelled, "Not for the Chinese theater, but for our own dignity!"
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"Ah, very good!"
Evil Warsong nodded with a smile. He was like a black warrior holding a torch in the dark. He was lighting the flames of each force. No one knew what he wanted to do, but he did have the ability to do so now. The strength of the original was powerful, and it could be called the king of the western world. Under the Indian soldier's front, it was as strong as the national service to abandon the strategy of the western expedition. It's like King's Landing.
"Aren't the last battle songs crazy? What do you want to do?" Su Xiran asked lightly.
"do not know."
I shook my head and said, "But it's the feeling of trying desperately with us."
Tang Yun held a staff in her hand, and her beautiful face was full of dignity, saying, "I guess it may be for monster resources. The battle on the tree of life is about to end, and there are only a few hundred abyss buds. For this resource, Yinfu wants to clear us all out of the map, and finally dig out the version of the resource, it is likely to recover its own losses in the near future. "
Yamayou Fusu took a deep breath and raised his eyebrows, "But the power of offending war songs in the last days is too much, and they have put together the European service, the national service, and Japan and South Korea. This is not like his style. The battle song is known as 'Jun Jun'. This time ... it's a bit too much contrast. Could it be the wrong medicine? "
"maybe."
Critical look was indifferent, holding the blade in his hand, saying: "Don't say, they are about to charge and prepare to fight! Unfortunately, our five tigers have been used up, otherwise we can surprise the war songs of the last days."
"Ok……"
Huangxi, Qingyan and others nodded.