Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Don't worry about getting drunk! This is an order issued by most of the presidents of the Siege Council. But the president of one club didn't think so at all.

Thousands of miles drunk, if it grows after the siege, of course it doesn't matter. But the real situation is that he didn't do it at all, and he didn't seem to mean it at all. He instantly flew into the encirclement, dropping a sword for a second, and his men began to run in circles as well. Circle around.

Surrounding the players, they thought about people projecting inward and outward, and people projecting inward from the periphery, but along their surrounding formation like this, turning the circle is also unheard of.

The surrounding circle is based on the club, and the president of the club who happened to be surprised by Gu Fei, completely disagreed with the decision to "ignore all the drunkenness”. He wanted to, but he couldn't. He leads only a small second-tier club of 74 people to gather more than 34 people for the siege, only a small part of the siege.

The president had thought about how many people he had always had. Although they were a little weak, beating rabbits with the grass could always exhale the depression in their hearts. If you want to be so unlucky, you hit a thousand miles drunk. Let's not talk about exasperation and depression. Immediately, one person is killed. Come back to life and get depressed!

The Chairman's psychological activities were not completely completed, and Gu Fei had already been killed by him. Gu Fei is not alone at this time. From the time he killed the enemy surrounding the formation, the archer of the Mighty Gods has also been supporting him outside. These guys are so far away, they keep shooting arrows. The Mighty Heavenly Sound found this opponent a little weak, and he even dropped a man in one sniper. It's been a long time since I've seen it. It can also be sounded by the imperial gods for seconds, which may have to have ten levels of disparity.

“Shit, come help me! I'm almost cut off by a thousand miles drunk!!!” All the players who were killed by Gu Fei and abandoned their armor were screaming. They are not prepared to sacrifice themselves to drag themselves down a thousand miles. This time they came to take advantage of the discount to exasperate, never thought to sacrifice themselves, let alone the sacrifice of losing their rank, at this time, the sight of a thousand miles of drunkenness is simply irresistible, they cried out for the support of the players from around them.

The players on the left and right are the other clubs. At this point, you can't hide from the sight of a thousand miles drunk. Who will come to rescue an ally you don't know at all? There's only one thought in everyone's mind: when a thousand people can't stop a song about alcohol, we go up there and die for nothing?

The siege faced by Gu Fei was initially killed by him and later became frightened by him. The surrounding players shouted, "Thousands of miles drunk". Everywhere, the formation and the station did not exist. Where the distance was a thousand miles drunk, wherever the opposite direction of a thousand miles drunk forward, all players ran in which direction.

“Behind the ex-military, behind-the-military, back!” The Swordsmith also issued instructions in the team at this time. The main team he leads, a fierce appearance rushed up, so that the other party gathered to wait. He knew he was going to enter the attack range, suddenly turned his head and left without delay for a second.

“Chase, don't let them get away!!” Some presidents thought that the gap had been opened by a thousand miles of drunkenness over there, and the guys were trying to pick it up and escape from that direction.

By this order, the speedy profession was born with a tiger, and it popped out of nowhere. But the Sword Ghosts were not in the slightest mess. After the ex-military mutiny, they became warrior magicians. Those agile professions didn't wait, several spells fell, and most of them died all of a sudden. Drifting in formation even shook his head: "Cuisine, most of these players are delicious. A bunch of people. ”

“Watch the left!” Jinnan Yu sipped. The siege of the other party is not just one direction, at this point the contraction catches up, front, back, left and right are people. The magicians only blew up the forward pursuits, but others on the left have been killed. As a result, several thieves suddenly flashed on the flanks, stabbing each other for a moment, and all of the impudent players rushing up were fucked. The thieves were agile, lost their sneak cover, retreated into the formation and cooled down, while the magician shifted the direction of the attack and fired indiscriminately in the direction of the remaining enemies.

“In fact, even if we rush, we don't have to kill each other.” Jinnan Yu said.

“Still don't be careless.” Swordsmen can't see the other player's level is low. But the more this way, the more cautious the swordsmen feel, if they are really wiped out by such a group of low-end players, the very anti-sky image will be more ruined, and no one dares to add it in the future.

“It's a little messy over there. Why don't you flush it over there?” Kennan pointed to the right hand, "if you want to do it, let's do it harder. ”

The Sword Ghost glanced at the right side, and it turns out that the formation on the right side of the other side is very scattered, a little unable to find a sense of direction.

“Okay!” Swordsmith nodded and immediately sent a message on the channel: "Attack right. ”

“Triangle!” Son Han supplemented.

“Suddenly!” Sword Ghost ordered. The team suddenly changed direction and rushed to the right.

The player on the right side is the Sword Ghosts. Some would think that the front array should be grabbed for interception, while others would think that the other party's team should be cut in half straight into the past. This temporarily gathered siege would not have had a unified command to serve the public, and the initial agreement was that each of you would hold one side's position and then reinforce the other side's direction of siege. But now, Swordsmen, their tactical changes are a little too much, making it impossible for these guys to carry out the plan as expected. Everyone's opinions are divided. This temporary team, which can no longer be temporary, naturally becomes confused.

The Sword Ghosts plunged straight into the right road, and the players on the right were shouting "Here they come” while being killed. None of their previous arguments were useful. What goes to the rear to intercept, what cuts off the opponent directly, now the opponent kills directly at them, and the messy siege is immediately broken through a mouth. Even the gladiator, who has always been cautious and respectful of his opponent, has to admit at this moment that he sees his opponent a little too high.

“Proceed along the perimeter formation!!” Once the opponent was found weak, an unrelenting attack order was issued. The situation after that was very similar to Gu Fei's. However, Gu Fei was killed counterclockwise, and the Sword Ghosts were clockwise. Both sides followed the opponent's surrounding formation and completed a rendezvous. The players behind the walk were either dead or scattered everywhere. Formation? If dispersion is a form of formation, they are.

Deep water and Tsukasaki Sakura's teams are also headed in this direction. And most of the players in these two teams are immortal members of the flower bushes, with many lurkers. Deep in the water and Tsukasaki Tsukasaki are both trap masters, running all the way to the command team to set traps, only to hear the chase behind them.

“Noodles, too much!” That's what you say when the depth of the water meets the sword ghost. Poor opponent's strength, but the speed of movement is normal. Deep water and Yukiko Sakura came all the way, and the soldiers behind them were getting farther and farther away. Poorly equipped, low-ranked, cooperating and messy, such an adversary is not really what it is. The masters gathered together face to face, all feel that today's battle, the victory is some victory, the opponents are too watery.

“Still fighting?” Gu Fei asked the Sword Ghost. He was a little upset. Not a single decent resistance has been encountered since he instantly moved into each other's formation. Everyone saw him and ran. Some speed was slow. Gu Fei could actually catch up with three or two steps, but this kind of killing was really not very powerful. Besides, Gu Fei knew that it was no longer a city war at this time. Killing him or losing the first degree of punishment was somewhat softer.

“Look at them.” The Sword Ghost said. By then, they had easily highlighted the siege, and the team of priests led by Han's son had ensured that the team was unharmed. At this point, those who intend to encircle the very opposite sky will squeeze behind them, seemingly also hesitating to fight.

These players, all covered in faces, do not wear the badge of the bank, just to know that they are some dareless third-rate goods, more people come to bully people less, but they are worried that they will be retaliated against in the future, even the truth dare not be revealed.

Sword Ghost walked out of the team and coughed and shouted: “Who can talk?” The swordsmen look at each other so old-fashioned, they can totally see that the other is temporarily putting together, there is no unified command at all, so at this time, they don't ask each other who is the boss, but who can talk to each other.

Surely, the Sword Ghost asked, and the other party immediately drilled out several masked characters, all of which are among the chairmen. Stand up together and look at each other, one at a time after they all think they have no problem as a "speaker”.

“Gentlemen, it doesn't make any sense to keep fighting today, is that it?” Swordsmen are straightforward and don't ask such boring questions as, "Why are you besieging us?" The answer to this question is obvious. And this siege doesn't seem like a major conspiracy, and it's hard to imagine a major conspiracy coming out of such chaos.

Several “talkers” face each other again. Obviously, at this point several people thought that they could only represent themselves and that they did not seem to be able to get information for the more than 10,000 people present. If you want to say something, it's such a shameful thing to do. I don't know where to start.

Each other is blindfolded, and swordsmen and others can't see each other's faces. Just look carefully at each other's formation, and discover that they didn't use this kung fu to surround each other or anything, as if they were unconsciously gathering towards this place. It's a very simple habit. Looking back at his own team, although the PK was suspended, the battle formation was still maintained. The Sword Ghost was pleased with this, and felt that the current members of the spelling party were promising.

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