I am a nuclear pollution mage, so the toxicity should not be too strong, right?

"Brother Han!" Li Tao's eyes filled with tears in an instant. He rushed forward and grabbed Su Han's clothes. He lowered his head in despair: "Brother Han, please spare me this time. I was really confused for a moment. That day Someone invited me to drink at the bar, and I was so drunk that I didn’t think much about it..."

The words stopped abruptly here.

It can be seen from the adjacent records how weak this defense is.

After being silent for a long time, Li Tao suddenly became ferocious. He stood up and yelled at Su Han: "Yes, you help me in everything. Everyone knows that you are good to me, but what about me? Am I that much worse than you?" !”

"Everyone is also a genius in the training camp. How come I was almost kicked out, but you had a smooth journey!"

He looked at Li Kang with hatred at the same time.

"It's not like you have someone to protect you, but I don't!"

"Su Han, if you give me the same luck as you, I, Li Tao, will not be worse than you!"

"The better you get along, the more unhappy I will be. I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you had such bad luck in God's Realm. I won't accept you even if I die!"

The voice was a little childish, but it was so twisted that it almost broke Su Han's heart.

He finally told the truth.

The friendship of nearly ten years finally resulted in this result.

Su Han forced himself to make his voice clearer, but it became hoarse: "Then let's do it, you can take care of yourself!"

After saying that, his figure disappeared directly.

"You won't kill me?!"

Li Tao looked forward blankly and said in shock.

At this moment, his offline game warehouse was suddenly knocked open, and he was grabbed out. Several burly guards roughly shackled him, loaded him into an explosion-proof vehicle, and planned to take him directly to the execution ground.

Li Qingmei, who was watching this scene with cold eyes, heard a cold voice in the distance: "Su Han doesn't have to kill you, but this time you violated the national law, and the national law will kill you!"

...

At this time, the snow wind finally blew to the north, and large areas of goose feather white snow dyed the sky and the earth white, decorating the city walls with graffiti in two colors: white and blood.

Things were even tougher on the battlefield.

Even though the city wall was made of iron, a huge gap had been chewed by the Japs at this moment. A steady stream of Japs clung to the gap, forming a majestic and spectacular river of human bodies. Every Japs died and resurrected very quickly. It's scary. There are hundreds of Japanese who have been sent to the hospital with brain injuries because they died too many times.

This is the real fire!

Daxia is not having a good time either. There are almost 10,000 players in Jiejian County who are attracted to fight against the Japanese.

As for Wang Yun, there were almost 10,000 players who retreated from Canglang County.

There are only 10,000 players, most of whom are public beta players, and they can hold on to 200,000 Japanese players without taking a step back!

At this moment, there are only 10,000 Daxia players in the Northern Xiong Pass, and another 10,000 are assigned to the Eastern Xiong Pass. The number of casualties in the Northern Xiong Pass has also reached hundreds, all of whom had to withdraw from the battle due to brain injuries. .

"Plastic surgery, line up!"

Zhang Zizheng roared, and hundreds of players instantly lost control of their bodies. He directed them to fight on their own, and he felt like a third-person perspective.

This is the horror of Zhang Zizheng's career as an officer. He can directly command players. The players he commands can command them like an arm, like a sharp knife, knocking back all the Japanese who come up.

Although Zhang Zizheng does not have Shi Jie's terrifying clearing ability, he can be said to be at the top of his game when it comes to commanding operations.

Especially this kind of small-scale battle requires the ultimate micro-management ability!

Generally, players with this ability rely on collective training, but Zhang Zizheng does not need training. He can directly obtain the subjective perspective of each player and control it, just like playing a game.

As long as he is still on the city wall, the city wall will not be lost!

Naturally, the Japanese saw that the core was Zhang Zizheng, and they had already assassinated him dozens of times. Zhang Zizheng died the most among the players, but he showed no signs of brain damage.

And every time, the will to fight becomes stronger after resurrection!

This is not a game attribute, but one's own will is strong enough, extremely powerful!

Even Han Jinlong and Liu Mou called this guy an iron man.

He can really fight!

At this moment, Zhang Zizheng still has no trace of the shyness of a scholar. As soon as he is resurrected, his body will be stained with blood. The sword in his hand has already been chipped and he has replaced it countless times.

"Sharp Knife Company, charge with me!"

His hoarse voice echoed on the city wall again, and he raised his broadsword again and again to chop off the heads of the Japs. The broadswords were red tassel knives specially made for him by the craftsmen in the guild, which was also this guy's aesthetic.

Swish!

This time the sharp knives hit each other, and dozens of Japanese players were killed in an instant, and they were quickly driven off the city wall.

Through these precious few seconds, the resurrected priest players and mages on the side quickly began to clear the resurrection points left by the devils on the city wall.

Only by clearing the resurrection point can this area be taken back.

The method of clearing the resurrection point is also extremely troublesome. You need to directly destroy the map where the enemy has set up the resurrection point. This usually requires a lot of skills.

"Another wave has been repelled...the ninety-seventh wave..."

Looking at the Japs players fading away, Zhang Zizheng murmured while holding the head of a Japs.

He was sitting on the city wall holding a long knife, like a statue, his face stained with blood, looking aimlessly at the Japanese below the city.

At this moment, even the Japanese with the strongest will to fight felt a little afraid of this man.

It's like meeting the general in the history of Daxia who led his army to chop off the heads of three thousand Japanese soldiers with his bare hands...

It only makes people feel that they are invincible!

"Look, the Japs have retreated!" Han Jinlong let go of his bow and stretched his fingers, which were bloody and bloody, and shouted in surprise.

Liu on the side couldn't gain weight at this time. The flesh on his body was cut into pieces by more than a dozen Japanese soldiers. He gasped: "Finally, finally retreated, how many times has it been?"

I don’t know how many times the Japanese were driven back, leaving behind corpses and large siege equipment on the ground.

After a while, Zhang Zizheng stood up and waved to the mages behind him: "Destroy all the siege equipment they left behind. Everyone rests and recovers. The next wave of attacks is expected to arrive in twenty minutes!"

After fighting for so long, the rhythm of the Japanese's attack is very clear.

Both sides are human beings and need to rest. Besides, they also need to go back to repair weapons and equipment and replenish magic crystals.

But looking at the Japanese who were gradually retreating under the city, Zhang Zizheng suddenly noticed something strange this time.

"Wait!"

He quickly waved his hand, signaling everyone to stop.