"Is there no contingency plan?" Yemeng Qingcheng asked.

But as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he felt that he was stupid. If he had been silent, he would not be like this.

"To be honest, I really didn't think that Emperor Ou would choose to help France. Even if there are corresponding countermeasures in the other plans, this sudden action cannot be reversed even if there are countermeasures." Jing Jing shook his head.

She got the news that it was already yesterday afternoon, and the decisive battle was going on today. The time was too tight. The debilitating effects of the death of a large number of players in the French region have not disappeared, so the battle is directly launched.

"That's why I can only watch, but I always feel that it's not that bad." Lan Xue looked at Jing Jing and said.

She could see that in the quiet look on her face, there was not much anxiety, and the most obvious expression was the anger of the unknown. In other words, quietly watching today's results, there is still a little hope.

"Alas." Jingjing sighed: "I do still have some expectations, hoping that a guy will suddenly appear to turn the tide. But this is not reality after all. If it is in reality, he will definitely use all his relationships to ask for help, but this is always a problem. A game destined to end."

"He? What do you mean?" Yemeng Qingcheng frowned, he couldn't understand these inexplicable words.

Lan Xuefang's heart trembled, she seemed to know who Jingjing was talking about.

"Who else can control the situation in such a war?" Jingjing glanced at him lightly.

At this moment, Jing Jian looked indifferent, his eyes quickly turned to the big screen in the center of the arena, and he did not look at the two brothers and sisters again.

As for what she said, in the current game world, the only thing that can turn the tide in the war is the existence of the SSS profession. Among all the existences of the SSS level, there is only one person who can escape to the European battlefield at any time, and still quietly watch the familiar people - Lan Feng.

"As for why, you will know, and you will all know soon." Jingjing said indifferently.

Quietly watching still staring at the big screen, the indifference made Yemeng Qingcheng and Lan Xue feel a little unfamiliar.

The two brothers and sisters watched quietly in such a state, and when they heard her words, their hearts were inexplicably tight!

They felt that today's Jingyan, maybe... It's really different.

It was not because of her mood, but the state she showed and her attitude towards their siblings!

"Let's see the battle, it's about to start." Jingjing said, interrupting the possible inquiries of the two.

Seeing this, the brothers and sisters didn't say anything. Although they didn't understand what was going on, they seemed to realize something, even the naturally dumb Lan Xue realized it - Jingjing won't say anything. At least not now.

When will that be? I'm afraid this can only be known by quietly watching.

...

...

In the European game area, the Leina River meets one of its tributaries, the Moore River, where the main players of the three countries have assembled. Overlooking from a high altitude, on the endless river plain, countless players move in a slightly disordered manner like ants living in a colony.

Some warriors are carrying large weapons for field battles, some magicians are building magical fortifications, archers are constantly releasing illuminating arrows into the air, and summoners are also releasing beasts that can target thieves.

The uniform shield warriors and knights have formed a solid steel barrier, the status effects of countless priests, and the auxiliary blessings of mages are constantly being applied to them to deal with any possible raids by either side.

Swordsman-type players use high mobility to cooperate with thieves to walk on the flanks of the team, and cooperate with magic swordsmen to build trenches and fix magic barriers around the team to prevent triggering magic traps.

Auxiliary groups such as priests and counselors are divided into several areas for protection. There are countless anti-hidden methods around them. Protecting the auxiliary profession in the back row is always the key. Mage has a little self-protection ability, but priest and counselor, the two weak auxiliary legal professions, are basically killed by thieves.

In addition to the main force of hundreds of thousands of players in the three countries, the forests, hills, and basins outside the plain are filled with millions of guild players they own. This is their decisive battle, each side only left a small part of the strength to stay in the nest, and their success and failure are only in this battle!

...

American side.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Are you all soft-hearted? Why is the defense line at the tenth position on the left wing so weak? Do you think our opponent is a blind man! Hurry up and put it on the old lady!" The guild union channel roared, at this moment she is on the sand dunes built by the earth method in the rear

In the civil war in the American game area, the Alliance of Overlords won, so the highest command of the American area fell into her hands. Although some people are not convinced that the command is in the hands of her crazy woman, if she loses, she loses, and there is nothing to say but pinching her nose to admit it.

"Hanks! You bastard, where did your flying cavalry go? It's noon on TMD, and I don't even see a bird feather!" The tyrant scolded frantically in the guild joint channel.

"You crazy woman, Mr. Bai's devil is in the main force of red wine. Are we here now to be a target for him to practice before the war?" Another male voice came from the guild joint channel.

"Shut up! You idiot! His effective attack range is no more than two kilometers. You are hovering above us, and you are afraid of a ball several kilometers away! You coward, are you afraid before fighting?"

"I don't care, mother, you must be like a swarm of locusts hovering in the airspace behind us within ten minutes! If you can't do it, you coward go back to Walton City to get your mother to feed! Fuck!"

Not to mention waiting for the man named Hanks to reply, the tyrants madly turned their attention to their swordsmen players again.

"Earth-type magic swordsmen, how do you build trenches with TMD? Why is it so, are you digging with the broken swords in your hands?"

"And the summoner! All the summoned beasts that you signed the master-servant contract will be brought out by the old lady. If anyone dares to use random summoned beasts to be controlled by the beasts of the Russian Maozi, the old lady will go back and chop all your **** to feed the dogs!"

The tyrant roared wildly and gave orders with an abusive nature. Although this will definitely make the players under his command dissatisfied, it has to be said that this is extremely effective. Under the command of such a strong leader, there are far fewer players who cheat, cheat or cheat.

The war has lasted for so long, and the tyrants are crazy. They naturally know the ability of holy beasts and high-level monsters to control low-level monsters. It is difficult for random summoned beasts without contract binding to resist such control. The only solution is to use the summoned beasts to capture the high-level summoned beasts who have signed a master-servant contract.

This kind of summoned beast that signs a contract, only one less is lost when one dies. Every summoned beast needs their hard work to capture, and the summoners are naturally reluctant to use it. But at this time, there is no such concern, the control ability of the holy beast is not a joke.

Even if the enemy holy beast only needs to shrink in the back, it only needs to release the pressure of the holy beast under the heavy protection. The ordinary random summoned beast is simply summoned to others.

...

Almost the same scene is also being staged in the French Quarter, but it is much milder here.

The French Quarter's current formation is mainly defensive, and they need some time, preferably until the evening, when the weakening effect of their resurrection will be completely gone.

In fact, they don't have to wait until that time, because they now have high-end combat power of absolute crushing level, but it is better to remain weak for now, so as not to be besieged by the two sides.

Although the default is for a better future for their region, the two weak will not unite to destroy the strongest, but there is no gap in their own strength, because the strength caused by external forces is naturally not counted as their own strength.

While the French Quarter was taking a defensive stance, several thousand troops among them were slowly moving towards...

On the Russian side.

They are completely opposite to the French Quarter. They are a standard attack. All trenches and defensive obstacles are left with gaps. That is for them to attack!

At the forefront of the guild are neither the shield warrior players known for their defense, nor the cannon fodder summoned beasts that are casually summoned. Those are all from the third echelon. Defense will be considered only when the first and second tiers in front cannot win, otherwise they have only one purpose, that is to attack!

Attack everything in front of you, no target can stop them!

Their first echelon is a complete attack echelon!

Pure cavalry!

All unified mounts - Roaring War Bear!

These war bear mounts are extremely huge, and each war bear is taller than an elephant in reality! The bristles all over his body look soft, but they are actually as stiff as steel needles, and they cannot be ridden without a saddle.

Each war bear has a huge mouth and a huge fan-like bear paw, and the claws on the bear paw are even colder, full of murderous aura.

That's right, this is the cavalry of the Russian game zone!

Maybe they are not very mobile! But if it is a frontal battle, they are definitely the most aggressive! Because not only the mounted knight players can attack, the war bears under them are more aggressive than them!

This is the sturdy Russian game area. In their eyes, the most important thing is to attack!