Chapter 153： real.

expedition.

30,000 players in Dawn City decided to follow William to the battlefield.

The remaining 20,000 players, some of them are nostalgic in the activities of cutting orcs, there are still many people who like to stay in Dawn City, look at Miss or something, what main line is not the main line, that is useless ...

And William also issued the main task to deal with players according to the tasks he received.

[War of Dawn: In this war without justice and evil, as mercenaries of the Dawn, we will assist the Black Principality to attack the Iron Principality.

The winner is the king, and the loser is the pirate. Go to the battlefield and kill our interests, and conquer the Iron Principality within one year. 】

[Task Level: S-]

[Mission: War is not given away, you will upgrade if you kill NPCs! 】

[Output reward: There are abundant rewards in the top 1,000, and the first one can get 1 medium-level epic weapon]

[Experience reward: reward once a day according to the output list]

[Contribution point reward: Reward once a day according to the output list]

[Employment Reward: During the war, each person can receive 8 silver coins]

[Mission failed: Final reward reduced by 50%]

"[Gods] have a long main line of missions, with staged experience rewards every day (days of the game), as well as rewards for contribution points, so that players can always improve their levels and contribute points to exchange equipment and so on.

The main task of the Iron Principality is similar to mine, and the output rewards are also available, but the mere 1 dark gold weapon is too much, especially the contribution point is not so valuable. "

William certainly won't forget the favorability of the camp, but these things are in the final reward.

As for friendliness?

Please hit me with money!

The expedition on the grassland was like a long black dragon.

The players looked around. This was the first time they had traveled safely, otherwise they could only follow the caravan to the Principality of Humanity.

A player glanced at the trace on the river and couldn't help but resentfully said: "This group of little mermaids should be damned. We will run away when we see more people."

"I have to say, I have a mind that destroys the little fisherman with thousands of troops and horses. Unfortunately, the high-end BOSS like his Highness should not be interested in bullying the little fisherman."

Other players echoed their approval.

On the grassland below Dawn City, there are many tribes, races, warcraft, beasts, etc. They often come out to do quests. Other enemy players are not afraid, they are afraid of the little fishman.

Whether it is a casual player, a dozen team players, or even some small teams, as long as they don't feel right, they can only run, otherwise thousands of little mermaids suddenly rush out in black, then they can only send themselves a cool song cool.

After all, there are too many players dying under the Little Mermaid's Fork.

William could hear the players talking, and he would like to say that one year later, the cute new corpse that died under the Little Mermaid's Fork could connect around the southeast corner area twice.

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The Rhine Bridge is 235 meters in length and 24 meters in width. It has been broken three times. The last time it was built in the peace period 40 years ago was to facilitate business exchanges between the two countries.

But in times of war, this is the crucial point.

Since the Principality of Black Rock took control of the Rhine Bridge, it has quickly invested tremendous manpower and material resources to build fortifications across the bridge.

The Principality of Iron and Steel is not unable to cross the river by boat from a narrow location of the river, but it can only pull a few men and horses, and it has no effect on the black rock fortress.

Every few hundred meters in the two countries, a small team of five scouts monitors the movement of the river bank. The scouts on both sides of the river can easily see each other, sit down and rest together, eat together, and even substitute water for wine. , Respect the enemy opposite for a cup.

When they actually met, they were not holding wine glasses but swords.

Now scouts who can be installed here don't have to worry about being bought. They are children of nobles. They have a family and a job. It is absolutely impossible for the enemy to have a chance to build a pontoon.

When William led 20,000 here, Lotner and others also brought 40,000 players from the Black Rock Principality to the meeting.

The entire army of 60,000 players has no chilling demeanor, but only gives a bloated look.

of course,

In addition to the dawn mercenary regiment, there will naturally be some mercenary regiments composed of NPCs. More than thirty mercenary regiments come together, and there are more than 8,000 people. The two sides are looking at each other and have not come together.

At this time, four simple black rock towers have been built on both sides of the bridge across the river, and some magicians are constantly enchanting.

And 1,000 meters away from the river bank, there are 50,000 slaves building walls against the dreaded arrows, but they bear relatively little, because there are 4 legions in front of the slaves that are interfering with the enemy and blocking damage. .

There are also two legions on each side to prevent sneak attacks by the Iron Principality.

The Black Rock Principality has only a total of 20 legions, plus more than 5,000 troops killed, at this time almost half of the troops invested.

Vehicles of black rocks, armor, arrows, and trebuchets were sent over. A knight on a warhorse walked across the bridge, indicating that a large-scale war between the two countries was imminent.

The Dawn players who have just arrived here are shocked by the construction speed of the Black Principality.

"In just two days, have the fortifications been built?"

"Look at the forum. It's a defensive wall made of flesh and blood. More than 20,000 slaves have died here. Didn't you see those corpses on the river when you were crossing the bridge?" Some players were slightly sad. Explained.

"..." Many players in Dawn City don't know what to say.

They looked at the desperate slaves in their eyes, and many people had no shoes yet, and could only walk on the hard grungy feet with their **** feet.

But the player cannot give any help other than watching and throwing some food.

If a slave wants to run, the cavalry guarding them will kill it without hesitation, and with a **** head, they will hit the slave who squatted on the ground.

Despair, helplessness, fear, silence ...

This is the aristocratic system that the player sees. When the player wants to step forward and stop, the elven guard reaches out and stops it.

Some players roared directly to the Principality of Iron and Steel, the guard did not stop.

Even he tore off the sign of dawn ~ www.novelhall.com ~ and took some people to leave without a stop.

William stared blankly at everything, without a wave in his heart, as if everything was passing by.

Because he knows.

War is cruel.

The victory of the war was shaped by flesh and blood.

Glory only belongs to the living and dead soldiers, there is no relationship between these slaves for a penny.

But this is reality.

This is the system law of the gods, and it is a game closer to the real world ...

Of course, since it is necessary for the majority of players to adapt, so many disgusting flesh wounds will naturally be changed a lot, and some people can even call out green blood ...

The tyrannosaurus rushed over on horseback and glanced at the dense army of players. Not only were there quarrels, but also swords facing each other, and even some people swam across the other side to go to the enemy.

He could not help frowning: "May I help you?"

"No, you are responsible for providing food. The mercenaries under me are all real men with thick skins. It's normal to make a small noise and don't need to provide a tent." William waved his hands indifferently.

Tyrannosaurus' eyes brightened, and the supplies of the Principality of Black Rock were working at full capacity, but the tent was not enough. He nodded: "That's a lot easier. You can just sit there and have two meals a day."

The players who were arguing were stunned.

They watched as other mercenaries and regulars got into warm and comfortable tents.

But can they only sit on the grass?

William did not say too much that he just led a crowd of guards to accompany the players!

Blessed to share.

Difficult to share.

Retired, leave it alone.

This war has just begun.

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