A group of players are arriving in the end times

The atmosphere was a little bit charming, making the deadly and rotten corridors a little warmer out of thin air, Zhao Nian's face was reddened, but Wei Ya did not notice this at all. "After this corner is the gate, the gate has been destroyed by violence, and those rat people are at the gate, Tyrion, we should go back," Weiya persuaded. The seemingly indifferent Wei Ya actually feels a little uneasy at this moment. Wei Ya is quite confident in her archery skills, but at this moment, if she is discovered by the group of rat people, even herself, I am afraid that she will not be able to protect it. Lord Tyrion. Zhao Nian nodded, and then deliberately lowered his footsteps and walked forward slowly. He still needs to see the terrain of the gate with his own eyes. Only in this way can he ensure that his tactics can be implemented 100%. Walking to the corner cautiously, Zhao Nian took a deep breath and slowly poked his head out. The scene in front of his eyes made Zhao Nian's pupils shrink slightly, and he could see that countless rat people were gathering together noisily. "Go" Zhao Nian just took a look and then retracted. The two of Wei Ya and Wei Ya quickly walked inside, Zhao Nian's chest was still violently ups and downs, and those rat people made Zhao Nian a great shock! Dirty hair, only a height of less than one meter, what shocked Zhao Nian most is that the appearance of these rat people has obvious humanoid features! Take a deep breath and forcefully suppress the shock. Because of the massive secretion of adrenaline, Zhao Nian's heart is still beating fast. "Your Excellency Tyrion, are you okay?" Wei Ya turned to look at Zhao Nian, her emerald green eyes filled with the word worry. Zhao Nian smiled reluctantly and then said: "It's okay, I already have a rough tactic, go back to discuss it, it should be no problem." Except for the heavy footsteps, the two of them were speechless all the way, and returned to the laboratory. Yakel waited. People stood up neatly and faced Zhao Nian. "Your Excellency Tyrion, I have finished repairing!" Yakel's voice was low and cold. "Okay, it just happens that I already have a general tactic. Next, I will explain to you. If there is something you don't understand or have defects, please remind me in time that we must reduce casualties as much as possible," Zhao Nian said. Randomly found a dusty place, Zhao Nian didn't hesitate to squat down and started painting, and within a moment a topographic map of the entire laboratory appeared on the ground. Regardless of his filthy hands, Zhao Nian stretched out his hand and drew a few more symbols on it, and then said: "Everyone, we are here right now. It is roughly estimated that there are more than 500 enemies outside. Just because people like us want to fight against each other, I’m afraid there is only one dead end." Zhao Nian reached out and clicked on another place and continued to say in a deep voice, "And here is where we are going to fight next." "Just now I’ve seen it. This is the only place in the entire laboratory. The corner of the L-shaped corridor leading to the gate is the narrowest." Zhao Nian clicked his finger on this place: "And we’re here to take care of the rat people. Attack, Yakair, your spearmen are divided into two teams, a team of five is just right, and Via, your people are continuously shooting in the rear, so that the number advantage of these rats will not be able to play. We can also deal with them within the minimum range of casualties!" Zhao Nian's eyes flickered. At this moment, Zhao Nian couldn't detect them, and they were intertwined with each other. Maybe it won't be long before the souls of the two people will completely merge. Come together. "Finally, I hope to be able to see everyone present after this battle is over," Zhao Nian said slowly. Yakel's always unsmiling face pulled out a very ugly smile: "Your Excellency Tyrion, you have told us that since you choose to go to the battlefield, you must give your life to the World Tree, the warrior is the biggest The honor is to die on the battlefield. For Your Excellency Tyrion, and for the prosperity of the Elf Empire again, we are willing to surrender our lives.” When Yakir said this, his eyes were frantic, and the other fighters present, including Wei Ya and others are also calm. Zhao Nian had five miscellaneous grains in his heart for a while. There is no doubt that Yakaier, Wei Ya and others believe in themselves, and even willing to give their lives to Zhao Nian, but the more so Zhao Nian can feel The weight on his shoulders is the weight of life. "Everyone, I hope that in the coming years, I can still see you all" Zhao Nian said word by word. "Following the order of Your Excellency Tyrion" Yakel and others slapped their hands on their chests. ...In the quiet and dim corridor of the laboratory, the heavy footsteps from far and near, Ya'kaiel bears the brunt, beside him are four other high elf spearmen, five of them walking side by side just occupy the entire narrow space. corridor. At the entrance of the laboratory, a beam of sunlight cuts open the entrance of the laboratory from the outside like a sword. "Wow!" With a stern sound of breaking through the air from far to near, outside the door opened by violence, the rat people in the front fell feebly, and sharp arrows pierced their heads to kill many people continuously. In an instant, the scavenger team that was already irritable instantly froze the pot, the scavengers' roars and screams were mixed together, and these scavengers roared in. For a while, the originally empty laboratory corridor was occupied by these rat men, and Zhao Nian, who was standing next to Wei Ya, only felt an indescribable stench on his face. Yakai and the others at the forefront were expressionless. When these rat men rushed in front of Yakai and the others, the sharp three-sided spears pierced out at the same time. The sound of "puchi" tingling sharp weapon penetrating the fleshy body echoed in the ear, and the stench of blood spattered on the metal wall that was yellowed due to oxidation. "Thorn!" "Thorn!" Amidst the noisy and chaotic calls of countless rat people, Yakair's voice seemed to stand on a rock in the stormy sky. Scavenger corpses were piled up one after another, and the original dry ground was now full of blood, and it was slippery and disgusting to step on. "Change!" Yakel said blankly. Another group of high elven spearmen behind him immediately replaced the fellow robes in front. In such a narrow passage, often only six or seven ratmen can directly attack these spearmen. As a result, the number of ratmen is simply impossible. Play. The battle continued, the quiver of Wei Ya and others was empty, and the rat people in front of them were more than half casualties. But something beyond Zhao Nian's expectation eventually happened. The large number of casualties did not make the group of rat people feel any fear, but aroused the ferocity of these rat people.