King from scratch

The command office is busy again. Once the target is found, this "brain" honed in the five invasions can quickly mobilize scattered players, make the most of the number of players and the advantages of immortality, and achieve their goals.

Although some players may think that this magnificent large-scale dungeon is very suitable as a stage for Fight to Fame, and stage the plot of "Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, no one in the world knows the king", but in fact, the problem lies in this large-scale dungeon. Too "magnificent".

A single individual cannot change the entire situation on his own in a war of this magnitude—of course, if he is strong enough to instantly kill all enemies by himself, that would be another situation.

But in reality, not to mention players, even the kingdom with "Shen Fu No. 5" can't instantly kill all enemies on the battlefield.

Even Shenfury 5 can only affect a partial area of ​​the entire battlefield, let alone a single player.

As I said before, the best performer in this dungeon is always the command, using the battlefield as the chessboard and tens of millions of players as pieces to lead the players to win the final victory.

After all, the enemies in this dungeon are different from those players are familiar with. There is no such thing as killing a certain leader to win the war.

The winners who fought from the New World rarely had leaders in the feudal sense. They had not yet entered the unified stage of power concentration. Even if a certain ruler was killed, intelligent creatures would immediately replace him.

The extreme ferocity of the new civilization is the fundamental reason why players need effective command and unified attack.

With the number of players soaring, it is almost impossible to form an effective command. After all, the number of players is difficult to restrain and there are so many.

But isn't this the enemy's brutality?

During the first invasion of the dungeon, players who had not yet established an effective command took advantage of their numbers and pushed the invading party back outside the border.

But the invaders launched attacks again and again. Their blood and corpses soaked the land and smashed into the shattered void.

Even so, the enemy's offensive has not stopped.

In the end, this stretch of battle line has almost become a meat grinder.

Players who will not die completely have long been unable to count the number of times they have died, but the enemy's corpse is right under their feet, enough for them to intuitively perceive how many people have died.

The astonishing death rate and the offensive without any progress are fatal blows to any conventional army, enough to cause the morale of the troops to drop to the bottom, and even bombing camps and deserters-even players, once the mission falls into decline, they will not be able to There will be a situation where the army is defeated like a mountain.

But the enemies who invaded the dungeon were different. They were unmoved, and the astonishing death rate even increased their desire to attack, so that the dominant players were dragged on the dividing line, and the progress of the mission began to decline instead.

This is directly related to the ecological environment of the New World—on the New World, once the new civilization is defeated, the entire civilization will fall.

Therefore, the more desperate the situation is, the more violent their counterattack will be. There is no retreat or failure among their options. In the environment of the New World, once a weak posture is revealed, countless fights will be ushered in.

In other words, from the moment this new civilization launches an invasion war against the players, they have only one choice to win, and the loser has only death.

This is also why in the next few invasion copies, motley troops composed of the previous invasion civilizations appeared. This is their only remaining meaning of existence.

Of course, this is also directly related to the players - the wars in the New World rarely leave any survivors, and compared to the brutality of the New World, the winners are too merciful to the losers, and they don't even kill the losers .

Seeing that the battlefield is in a stalemate, the meat grinder is constantly devouring flesh and blood, the enemy has no intention of retreating at all, and when the progress of the dungeon begins to decline, the player has to urgently find a way to clear the dungeon.

This method is to take the initiative to attack.

The only problem is that when defending, the players can at least take advantage of the number of players, but once the defense changes to attack, the status quo of the players' disunity immediately becomes apparent.

After some players launched attacks one after another, which created opportunities for the enemy, the role of command became more prominent.

At first, there were only one or two commanders, commanding dozens of players, barely forming an effective attack, but as time went by, soon, several commanders stood out, forming a command system that initially covered large-scale battlefields.

It was here that Bai Xiaosheng stood out and became famous.

His overwhelming global strategic vision allowed him to establish a command system from commanding dozens of players to commanding several regiments to commanding other commands.

This was the turning point for the first invasion instance from defense to offense, and it was also the clarion call to declare the end of the stalemate for several months.

Large-scale players launched an organized counterattack. When the enemy did not retreat an inch, they surrounded and killed them, cut from the rear, and pushed back directly to the attacker's lair on the New World, clearing the instance.

And after clearing the dungeon, the hard-working players in the intruder's lair saw, oh, there are densely packed red dots around.

of course?Players yelled commanding not to withdraw, let's bloodbath the New World slogan, unscrupulously launched an attack on the surrounding red names.

Then the collective died back to the resurrection point.

This cannot be said to be that the players are too weak, but filling up the hatred of several new civilizations on the New World at once is like stabbing a hornet's nest. Other races that had been standing by and watching have all ended up. In an instant, thousands of trees and pear trees bloomed, and the players died The white light illuminates the gap in the world.

After that, the new civilization did not give up the act of invading the New World, and the players did not let go of the idea of ​​going into the wild to farm monsters. Many enthusiastic players went for a stroll outside the New World, and then died back to the frontline stronghold...

It's hard to say whether the hastily initiated second invasion instance has any direct relationship with the excessively frequent harassment of players.

But no matter what, the appearance of the second invasion dungeon completely dispelled the player's idea of ​​dismantling the front-line stronghold, and the construction of wartime buildings here seems to have evolved into a permanent residence.

Up to now, these links have already formed a process in the past two years, Bai Xiaosheng gave the direction, and the command office began to mobilize the players.

As for He Xingwen and the others... To be honest, this group of people even seemed a bit in the way here.

Ye Quan was ready to move, and took the lead in dividing the team: "Catch the miscellaneous army? I am good at front-line combat, and I will come too!"

Chuan Yunjian glanced at Ye Quan and put him into the battle team.

Ou Huanghuang was not as excited as Ye Quan. Seeing that everyone was busy, he changed the topic back to his purpose of coming here: "If that ether weapon is useful, please contact me at that time."

Bai Xiaosheng finished speaking quickly, and turned to look at Ou Huanghuang when he heard the words: "There is a shortage of people in the trapping team, shall I arrange it for you?"

Ou Huanghuang scratched his head: "That's fine, I'm fine anyway."

Roubaozi muttered: "Of course Ouhuang has to confess, it's fine to ask for a good omen, I think this dungeon is so difficult, maybe it's because of the lack of Ouhuang..."

A player on the side was so busy that he began to look for foreign aid: "Lun Lun Lun, if you are fine, there is a group of probing attack teams here, can you go and take the team down?"

Wang Lun walked past with reserved steps.

"Hua Xing, you have a good relationship with Luye," another conductor poked his head out while he was busy, and said to Wu Xing, "There are some minor logistical problems here, can you save me? Do me a favor?"

Wu Xing had a task ahead of him, so he glanced at He Xingwen, but he didn't answer.

He Xingwen, who was still looking up the strategy, didn't notice this sight, but Bai Xiaosheng interrupted the conversation: "Xinghan is brilliant..."

He Xingwen switched back to the game page, even if it was a shoddy game screen, he could intuitively feel how busy everyone here is.

Bai Xiaosheng continued: "You have a good relationship with Ai Zhijin, can I ask you to ask Ai Zhijin for any other relevant information?"

He Xingwen was stunned by the sentence "I have a good relationship with Ai Zhijin", and then realized that the other party should have drawn the conclusion based on the information that He Xingwen brushed out Ai Zhijin's special achievement in Wang Lun's strategy.

Saar didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, and actively led the way: "I'll take him there."

So, since then, every player in the team that got in the way has been assigned a task to perfectly integrate into the frontline battlefield and make the best use of everything.

He Xingwen didn't mind this arrangement, he used the motion of "waving" towards Wu Xing, followed Thrall, and left the busy command office.

Saar did what he said, and took He Xingwen to find Ai Zhijin.

Anuta pressed the communicator and glanced at the uninvited guest: "Why are you here?"

Saar didn't seem to see his bad face, Shi Shiran stepped into the room, rummaged around, and said: "Bring a player to find you... why don't you have any good things?"

Anuta looked at He Xingwen and said, "What's the matter with you?"

He Xingwen revived Bai Xiaosheng's words: "The commander asked me to ask if you have any other relevant information."

"No," Anuta rebuffed, "The demons know more than we do. Why don't you just ask the demons?"

"Humility, it's too modest," Thrall flipped through it, then withdrew his hand and said, "Excessive modesty is a bad habit, and it needs to be corrected... We don't know as much as you do."

There must be nothing good about the devil's posture so low. He Xingwen, who knew the devil well, looked at the victim sympathetically.

Since Bai Xiaosheng asked him to ask, He Xingwen simply manipulated the game character to walk out the door, and disappeared from the npc in a snappy manner.

As soon as the players left, the atmosphere on the scene instantly became serious—of course, it was Ai Zhijin and the dwarves who were serious, and the devil still had a hippie smile on his face.

"What do you say about the undead?" Thrall said with a smile: "Still not intervene? If the undead emperor takes action, the Shadow Clan is nothing at all."

"The affairs of the living belong to the living," Anuta repeated the reply from the undead: "The undead will not end."

"Where's that Embers?" Thrall touched his chin and said, "That guy is easy to deceive, and he has a lot to do with the Undead Emperor... tricked him?"

The dwarf said in a deep voice: "He is busy with the mechanical body project, even if he wants to run away, Adisseo will not let him go out."

Thrall snorted: "This project is redundant, it should have been cut long ago."

Anuta brought the subject back: "Don't change the subject, why did you come here?"

Thrall sat down on the table and said clearly: "I don't think players can stop ShadowClan, this civilization is too strange."

Anuta glanced at the dwarf calmly: "What does the kingdom say?"

"It's really not possible," the dwarf took over the words: "Return to the kingdom's territory, and the king will protect his people."

"I can't retreat," Thrall resolutely said, "If we retreat, what is the difference between losing? We must win, and we can't even win the New World. What kind of world projection are we looking for?"

The scene was quiet for a few seconds.

The dwarf said slowly, "That's up to the players."

Thrall took a deep breath, and his tone was extremely surprised: "You mean the group of players who use the world as a game? Wow, please forgive me, this is really a very optimistic view."

Anuta wasn't used to the devil's yin and yang: "Need I remind you? It's not the devil who blocked the New World's five attacks. You have no right to judge players like that."

"The player is the kingdom's biggest hole card, so it is also our biggest hole card."

"The devil doesn't trust anyone," Thrall spread his hands. "I wish I could be as optimistic as you. If you don't have any other effective suggestions, then I will do it according to my own ideas."

Anuta frowned: "What the hell are you trying to do?"

"Enbers." Thrall turned back to them: "The best thing right now is not a machine, but expansion. It's not just those new civilizations who lose their patience, the patience of the mainland is also exhausted. "

Watching the demon leave, Anuta exchanged glances with the dwarf: "Aren't you going to notify Adisseo? No matter what the demon is thinking, it is always right to prepare him psychologically."

The dwarf took out the communicator.

The expression of the devil who left Ai Zhijin's room instantly relaxed, and he happily hummed a ditty from the player: "No guns, no cannons, the enemy gave us..."

The cheerful singing stopped suddenly, and the devil met the player standing not far from the door.

Thrall looked at the overly sluggish player, walked around the opponent, and poked him, but didn't get any response from the player, and finally took out a small knife thoughtfully.

He Xingwen, who placed the game character casually, checked the strategy and switched back to the game, and found that he was at the resurrection point, and the system prompt hung aside, reminding He Xingwen that he died once just now.

Isn't this a safe zone?Where did the enemy come from?

As soon as He Xingwen had this doubt, he saw the demon strolling into the resurrection point and greeted him friendly: "What are you?"

Well, this is not friendly at all.

He Xingwen manipulated the game characters to bypass the opponent.

The demon followed him, and asked repeatedly: "Shadow? An unknown creature disguised as a player? Or is it something more bizarre?"

The scale of this camp was not small, and He Xingwen walked around in disorder, and soon got lost among similar buildings.

While pressing the "w" key, he opened the small map to check his current position.

The demon who was following him continued: "You are too bad at disguising, and it is still the same now. You can see the problem at a glance. Do you want to know where the problem is?"

He Xingwen found his location from the map, but after thinking about it carefully, why did he have to walk?Wouldn't it be better to send directly?

He Xingwen clicked on the backpack and looked for the teleportation scroll.

The demon on one side continued: "Satisfy my curiosity, if the answer is very interesting, I don't mind betraying, after all, I am a demon, and you also know that the reputation of demons on the mainland is not very good... "

He Xingwen clicked on the teleportation scroll, but there was no response from the teleportation scroll, but the system on the side reluctantly popped up a reminder.

[It is detected that space teleportation is not possible in the player's area, please try again later. 】

He Xingwen slapped his head and remembered that this place is a gap in the world after all, the space is torn into a mess, and it is impossible to teleport at all.

He Xingwen closed his backpack and glanced at the dog skin plaster next to the game character. The other party was still trying to persuade He Xingwen.

"To be honest, I think the New World is also good, the rule of power first is very suitable for us..."

"I'm just slow to react," He Xingwen casually found an excuse, and on the premise that he couldn't get rid of the demon quickly, he reluctantly said perfunctorily: "You think too much."

"Then your reaction is too slow." Thrall, who finally waited for He Xingwen to speak, said with a smile, "It's as if there is no soul, only a lump of ether left..."

Thrall stretched out his hand and poked the ball in front of him: "But I tried it just now, even if I cut this lump of ether, there is nothing strange in it."

"How did you do it?" Sal circled around He Xingwen, lowered his voice, and the two brothers said kindly, "Tell me quietly, I promise I won't say anything."

Fart, it's better to believe that a sow can climb a tree than to believe in a devil. He Xingwen sneered at the promise of the devil, and walked in another direction, bumping into the noisy players head-on.

He Xingwen stopped in his tracks, and saw several well-known names in the player group who were tightly tied up.

Dialogue sounds from the players.

"I didn't think before, why is the command office so far away?"

"Another player is looking over, be careful."

Several players turned their heads to look at He Xingwen and the demon who were staring at them.

"Don't grab people's heads randomly, the commander wants to live."

"Why did you bring a demon? Have you received a hidden mission?"

As soon as these words came out, several players in the crowd walked towards He Xingwen and the others.

After two years of running-in, most of the aborigines have fully understood the player's habits. Before the player opened his mouth, Thrall took the lead and said: "There is no mission, I will show him the way... have you captured the motley army?"

"The fighting methods of these races have been figured out a long time ago, and there is no difficulty at all." Seeing what Thrall said, the players returned to the crowd, and continued to carry the captives towards the command center with arrogance Xing: "You have to be careful that they will blow themselves up if they don't pay attention..."

The player's efficiency was much faster than He Xingwen thought. From Bai Xiaosheng's judgment, to the assignment of tasks by the command office, to the completion of the task, the whole process was smooth and did not take more than an hour.

He Xingwen subconsciously followed the group of players.

Sal leisurely followed beside him.

The player returned to the command post, and the captives were handed over to another team of players.

The command office was still extremely busy, and among the countless noisy voices, one could vaguely hear the order to mop up the battlefield.

He Xingwen listened attentively for a while, and learned from scattered information the reason why the efficiency of capturing prisoners was so high—it was also the reason that there were too many players.

Although the team of players escorting the captives that He Xingwen saw was only dozens of people, there were a total of five player teams that participated in the battle against the motley army and captured the prisoners. The cooperation of a hundred players completed this captive operation without attracting the attention of the mob army and Shadow Clan.

Various contact functions in the game have been opened up one after another in the past two years. Secret chats and communication in the channel have given the command room to play, so that such cooperation can be completed two years later.

He Xingwen was shaken by the commanding charm he felt at this moment, but soon returned to reality.

The chained captives are being studied by Bai Xiaosheng and the others.

To be precise, the captives were not tied up, but directly locked at the joints by machinery, and complex and comprehensive methods were used to prevent them from getting out of the shackles.

He Xingwen took a second look at the set of locks, and felt that the dwarves' forging art seemed to be gradually going astray under the influence of the players...

If before, Thrall must have been very interested in molesting these captives, but now the situation is different, Thrall's attention is all focused on this unknown creature that is suspected of being a player and whose enemy is unknown.

Speaking of which, is this guy's expression management broken?You haven't changed your face for so long?

Thrall observed He Xingwen carefully, and was surprised that other players did not notice this player's abnormality.

After all, the player is a special creature that cannot be disguised—no intelligent creature can fake the player's incomprehensible brain circuits.

He Xingwen, who once again forgot to use emoticons for the game characters, is observing Bai Xiaosheng and the others' interaction with the captives.

After staring at the prisoner for a while, Bai Xiaosheng thought for a while, and whispered a few words to the other commanders.

"demon?"

"Forget it, it's not a big deal for the devil to watch the excitement, let's find a mage, the mage is reliable."

"Mages are reliable, but Ai Zhijin is better for this kind of thing? They should be more professional, right?"

Bai Xiaosheng made the final decision: "Then Aizhijin."

So, after a while, Anuta who had just left was invited over.

"You mean, you want to get all the information about the Shadow Clan from their memory, including the whole process of their contact with the Shadow Race?"

Anuta stared at Bai Xiaosheng for a few seconds, then turned to look at the demon who was watching the scene: "In this respect, demons are better than us."

Thrall waved his hand, very modestly: "I'm really good at torture and coercion, but I can't use it on these intelligent creatures."

Once the restriction is lifted, let them have a space to speak, and guarantee that they will explode on the spot in the next second.

Of course, this is not to say that the new civilizations on the New World cannot communicate, but objectively speaking, there is blood feud between the defeated new civilizations and the players.

It would be too whimsical to expect the race that was almost wiped out by them to sit down and have a good dialogue.

Anuta: "It is very difficult to intercept a specific memory from the mind of an intelligent creature, and it will cause damage to the soul and brain of the intelligent creature. This behavior is judged by Aizhijin as an item that is not recommended for customers. No research."

Some players muttered: "Ai Zhijin has a moral bottom line..."

"With all due respect, it is difficult to exist without self-discipline for a long time." Anuta glanced at the demon pointedly, and said to the players: "Although the gold of Ai cannot provide help, you can seek help from the undead."

A certain player was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Coincidentally, some players saw Embos and Adisseo nearby, so go directly to Embos."

"Why did they come to the front line? Didn't they just..." Anuta said this, and suddenly turned to look at the shy Thrall.

Thrall spread his hands: "I didn't contact them, but I guess, probably after you told Adisseo for me, he thought my idea was good."

Anuta reacted: "You did it on purpose?"

"It was discovered by you!" Thrall applauded him: "You are awesome."

The demon's lack of beating strength is really in the same line, and there is even a tendency that the green is better than the blue. He Xingwen moved two steps away to avoid blood splashing on him when the fight happened later.