Chapter 245: Take down the territory

Chapter 245, won the territory
Zhang Yang laughed happily and said: "A sword is a city, don't forget, you have the same negative effect on your body! Give me a sword and a sword, and second him!"
The destruction of both of them is reduced by 75%, and the threat is too great!
For a time, the targets of both sides were concentrated on Zhang Yang and a sword, and the treatments of both sides did not care much about the blue, and they desperately throw therapeutic spells on these two people!
Face to face, hard to touch, Wang to the king!
Scattered, magic broken, dazzling!
Although Zhang Yang and Yi Jian are all strong, they all have the upper limit of the blood of the Hittite in the battle mount. However, under the fire of many players, this bloodline is still falling fast! The most important thing is that the destruction of the blow directly reduced the treatment effect by 75%, so that the speed of the blood strip pull can not keep up!
But when it comes to equipment, Zhang Yang is a 60-level gold suit. Although the shield is 50, it is also a gold weapon. The riding pet is a gold-level existence. What does a sword take to compare with Zhang Yang!
When Zhang Yang’s blood volume drops to 47%, the life value of a sword is already 20% down!
A lot of blood loss means that no matter how vented, this rage is always full! When the life value of a sword fell into 20%, the killing icon in the Zhang Yang skill bar finally lit up!
Full of anger, killing!
-34600!
A horrible number of damages floated from the top of a sword to the city, directly taking away his residual life!
In the eyes of the gods, with a trace of unwillingness, a trace of unbelief, a sword fell into a white light, and was directly sent back to the main city!
Everyone is shocked!
A blow of more than 30,000 damage, is this still a person?
Zhang Yang is also unbelievable, and quickly went to watch the battle record: "Your sniper crit, lucky hits superimposed damage caused 34600 damage to a sword allure (8800 points are reduced, 600 points are absorbed)!"
It turned out to be a combination of crit and lucky hit, resulting in six times the damage!
This unfortunate baby, Zhang Yang secretly lamented a sword for the city, he had a video of the battle just now, after the end of the fight to kill a sword down the city down to the official website, it is estimated to cause a sensation!
"Anemia warrior, how does this damage come out!"
"Stop the crit and add a lucky blow!" Zhang Yang posted the skill description of the killing on the team channel.
Wei smoke immediately brightened his eyes and said: "I use two-handed weapons to smash. If there is a crit and a lucky blow, the damage is not to break 5 or 60,000!"
Zhang Yang haha ​​laughed and said: "As for your character, it is the material of the crit of the millennium, but also wants to be lucky to hit the crit?"
"Wow, an anemia warrior, you are so awful! Like your cousin, both of you are too damn!"
Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!
Although an axe has killed more than 30,000 injuries, it has greatly improved the morale of one's own side, but still can't hold the impact of millions of players. Zhang Yang and others only keep going backwards!
The number of people has dropped sharply!
There is still 1 hour, 22 minutes and 12 seconds from the end of the battle!
Under the co-ordination of Baifa No.1, the retreat speeds of the seven fronts are almost the same. At this time, the distance has dropped by half, but the total number has dropped from more than 63,000 to more than 25,000. Moreover, this death number is constantly increasing!
Outside the castle, the gentleman's face showed a smirk, saying: "Brothers, some time ago we were overwhelmed by the desert smoke! We used to be the king's guild in countless online games, and only others are in front of us. Bow down, you said, can we swallow this shame?"
"No!" Thousands of tyrants screamed in unison.
"We can breathe and let others ride on our heads?"
"Do not!"
"Now, it is our best chance to avenge, killing, killing the dog scorpion of the desert and the smoke, and regaining our glory!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"A person who kills the lonely smoke of the desert, wins the territorial order, and revitalizes the glory of my tyrant!"
"Roar!"
Thousands of people screamed in unison, and rushed to the thunderstorm for the past. I have to say that although the modest gentleman is a hypocrite, but when he has been a boss for so many years, he is still very good at mobilizing people!
There are still a lot of guilds with the same intentions as the tyrants. Just after the tyrants are dispatched, several guilds rush out from the hidden trees and rush to the thunderstorm! At this time, it should be the best time to attack, and then later, it really has nothing to gain!
One wave after another, the people in the desert and the lonely smoke are dead, there is no way to be supplemented, and the attacking party can not be resurrected, but the number of winners is large, and one of them is dead!
Retreat! Go back!
With 40 minutes left, the seven fronts have retreated to one-fifth of the lobby where Han Fatzi is located!
"Warrior, there is no one to add any more!" Baifa Yizhong's anxious voice rang in the team channel.
Zhang Yang nodded and said: "All the lines speed up and retreat, we retreat into the lobby and use the entrance there to make the final defensive front!"
"it is good!"
Baifayizhong began to coordinate and reconcile, and the seven fronts began to speed up the retreat. They no longer fight hard with each other, but they fight back and back, and save as much power as possible!
The tyrants, who had been forbearing for a long time, rushed into the castle, but they found out that there were people everywhere in the castle. Every street was crowded with people, and they wanted to rush to the blue token that flashed in the sky. It was a dream of idiots. ! Unless they are desperate to kill all the players in front!
If you really want to do this, then wait for millions of angry players to go back and kill them!
The modest face of the modest gentleman immediately collapsed! What is the situation! How are there so many people? How is this robbing the land? Not to mention that only half an hour of fighting will end, that is, give them three more hours, and they may not be able to kill a road in this dense crowd and come to the territory!
Therefore, although the person who rushes to the front is dead fast, at least there is an opportunity to seize the territorial order, and like the modest gentleman who wants to wait for the cheaper behind? Sorry, not so good!
"Boss, now... what to do?" The tyrants have turned their eyes to the modest gentleman.
"What can I do? Try to go ahead!" Qian Qianjun sighed!
I’ve gotten it all over, and I’m not robbed of the territorial order. I’ve done my best, and I’m not losing! But now, without defeat, who's face is not good-looking, looking at the eyes of the modest gentleman, with a bit of blame!
After this failure, the majesty of the modest gentleman in the tyrants is further reduced, and the leadership position is in jeopardy!
Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!
When they publicized their retreat to the cathedral at the highest point of the castle, the number has dropped to 1,634!
"Into the church, all into the church!" Zhang Yang said loudly.
Fortunately, the church is big enough, and there are still a lot of space left for nearly 2,000 people!
"Kill!" The guilds outside the church are all drunk.
Zhang Yang haha ​​laughed, and the star-studded tank tops at the door of the church, narrowed at the door, forming a solid wall!
The entrance to the church is a 15-meter-long passageway, four meters wide, and a cross-wall in the middle. This section is slightly more spacious and needs to be swept from both sides, like a screen, then spacious. In the lobby space, Zhang Yang and other tank tops are at the end of the entrance, leaving the narrow passage to the enemy, forming a perfect double-team formation. Anyone who rushes over will have to bear the heavy spray of the methodist and hunter. It is a big piece!
Because it is an indoor environment, Zhang Yang can't ride a ride, and the maximum life limit suddenly drops to 26,060. However, because of the special terrain at the passage, the number of players that can be poured in is very small, and it is not a fatal threat to him!
Depending on the special terrain, the number of players in the desert and solitary smoke is not even one thousandth of the enemy's, but it has formed a situation of more and less playing. Hundreds of people use the group injury spell together, which is completely rushing. How many people will die when they come, there is no room for bargaining!
"stop and stop!" Many guild leaders immediately yelled, so that death rush is equal to the use of human life to fill the bottomless pit, even if the rush to the end of the three-hour battle time, there will be no results!
Must change tactics!
"All thieves sneaked and sneaked!"
But... Zhang Yang had expected that all the hunters wouldn’t care if anyone rushed in, constantly using the shooting skills to shoot at the entrance, without any use of the arrows, anyway, after the fight, there are subsidies to take !
The stealth of the thieves is not equal to the invisibility. Once they are shot, they immediately appear and then are fired to death!
"All the knights, rush in and immediately open the Divine Shield, and in any case have to kill a way!"
The enemy immediately developed new tactics.
It’s only 21 minutes from the end of the battle!
After some deployments, hundreds of knights walked out of the crowd, guardian knights, disciplinary knights, and holy knights.
"Chong!"
After the knights bypassed the "screen" in the passage, they immediately opened the Divine Shield and killed the wall of the people they formed.
Immunity!
Immunity!
Immunity!
The knights with the shield of the shield are golden, like an undead warrior, ignoring all injuries, all control skills, and slamming into the walls of their people!
The crowds formed a powerful impact, just like a huge wave, slamming into the defensive fronts they formed!
When a collision occurs between players, whether or not a knockback occurs is determined by the strength of both sides.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
The moment when the two sides collided, the people suddenly turned their backs, and the perfect defensive circle appeared a few gaps!
The enemy players, like the grasshoppers who sucked the blood, stuck to these gaps and rushed over! The defense gap of the desert solitary smoke side is getting bigger and bigger, and it is finally completely torn open!
14 minutes from the end of the battle!
"Kill that fat man, the territory is on him!" The players shouted.
Time is running out, everyone has focused on Han Fat.
"Shrinking the defensive circle, all at the entrance, don't let more people come in!" Zhang Yang loudly, "Fatty, give me the land, I will come to the top!"
Han Fatzi responded with a bang and quickly squeezed into Zhang Yang’s side and traded the territory.
"Server Announcement: Player Warrior Gained Territory Order!"
"Kill the battle!"
The players are turning to the target again.
The chaos started.
Players who come in, eight major cities, and various guilds, maybe some guilds have formed an alliance, but the vast majority must be their own battles, this group of skills, oh, although the desert has many casualties, but the enemy But the party is more!
", what the are you doing with me!"
"Grass mud horse, are you not hitting me?"
In a mess, the player is pulling a wave of death!
But there are so many people outside, the one inside is dead, and the people outside are still unable to enter! Can be a deserted smoke, this one, one less, one less!
Countdown to seven minutes!
As the number of players in the church continues to decrease, more and more players are besieging Zhang Yang, and his body is devastated, although less than 75% of the treatment effect is reduced, but 50% still! His bloodstains began to flash frequently on the dangerous line!
Asylum blessing!
Starlight infinitely raised a hand, throwing a spell on Zhang Yang's body, the speed of the blood loss of Zhang Yang immediately decreased sharply, but his own blood is mad!
This is the "sacrifice" of the guardian version, although it is not 100% transfer damage, only 50% can be shared, but the win is long, it is 10 seconds!
Inspired by other shielded warriors and guardian knights in the desert, they also took turns to sacrifice and shelter blessings to Zhang Yang, so that Zhang Yang always stood firm!
However, the result of this is that the tank army of the desert smokers has been losing staff!
When the countdown is three minutes, there are still 329 people in the big solitary smoke!
Two minutes!
There are only 29 people left in the desert solitary smoke!
"Haha, it’s just time to kill the warrior. Whoever grabs it is the Lord of the Territory!"
"Fucking off to Laozi!"
"You just get out!"
One minute!
The shadow of the void starts!
Zhang Yang brushed the ground and ran out of the cathedral, using this 20-second action to accelerate the run!
40 seconds!
Reloading is waiting! The shadow of the void is restarted!
After another 20 seconds, Zhang Yang ran to a secluded corner and began to summon the Golden Ear Bear King!
"Where! There!" Zhang Yang showed a shape, and the huge cyan token immediately became the best indicator light!
Turning over and riding the mount, Zhang Yang’s blood immediately soared to 40,000+!
All the players are coming in like a tide!
Shield wall!
The shadow of Malinda!
Grid file!
Furious recovery!
No matter what life-saving skills, open!
18, 17, 16...10!
The blood of Zhang Yang instantly fell to the bottom!
call out! Seeing that he was going to smother the publicity, but he miraculously disappeared again!
Players are looking around and seeing a remote corner of the castle, huge cyan tokens skyrocketing, indicating a new position!
This is the transmission of the Acacia!
Zhang Yang handed the Yin Fu to Sun Xinyu, so that she always sneaked into a remote corner and played a role at the most critical time!
"Fast, fast past!"
The sea-like crowd once again rushed to the open position!
9, 8, 7, ... 3, 2, 1!
late!
"Server Announcement: The end of the territorial battle, the ultimate holder of the territorial order is - the player's battle! Thunderstorm Fort is now a private territory, everyone will be immediately transmitted back to the main city!"
"Do not--"
All the players screamed unwillingly, but the white light flashed and all were forcibly transmitted back to their main city.
Looking at the residual blood with only 48 points of life, Zhang Yang spit out a long breath and reached the body of the big white bear.