This Game is Not Easy

"Rack! Rack!"

A small black spot rushed towards this side from the source of the sound.

"It's Hank! That's Hank on guard!"

"There's a lot of blood on him!"

"Wait! Where did he get the horse?"

The first to speak was the people from Captain Bessie's side.

Because of the appearance of this horse, there was a riot at the scene.

The previous boom was subconsciously ignored.

Everyone in the tank team became nervous.

Captain Rick narrowed his eyes and took a closer look.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and his heart trembled.

"Reloaded war horse?! And the pattern on the horse's back..."

Captain Rick was just thinking about this when the rider suddenly took a deep breath.

The next moment, a loud shout echoed in everyone's ears.

"Report! The 300-strong army of Xueyuan Fort has now broken through the periphery of the manor!"

The voice fell, and the breathing stopped at the scene.

What, what? !

The army of Snowfield Castle? !

hiss—

When he came back to his senses, he sucked in the cold air one after another.

Panic and despair flashed in everyone's eyes.

In a fit of rage, Captain Rick grabbed the person beside him.

"I remember that I sent you to patrol the periphery of the manor. Why is no one reporting such important news!"

"I, I don't know about this either, Captain Rick, they must have lied! You have to believe..."

呲!

Captain Rick cut his head with his sword, murderous.

The head rolled to the ground, shocking the audience.

The reloaded horses have come out, how could it be a lie!

"Lucien, I remember that this kind of thing needs to be reported to you..."

"Hank!?"

Captain Rick interrupted.

Because of the people on the light team, Qi Qi's exclamations overwhelmed Captain Rick's voice.

It was also because the rider in the distance suddenly fell from the horse and fell straight down.

"what happened?!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The scene returned to silence, and the rumbling sound that had been ignored before seemed to become more and more clear.

Whoosh whoosh!

Vaguely, they seemed to hear a dense sound of breaking the air.

"Heaven, heaven! Look at the sky!"

Looking up, there seemed to be dense black spots in the sky.

As the black spot became bigger and bigger, panic flashed in everyone's eyes.

"Arrow rain! It's arrow rain!"

"Retreat! Retreat to the warehouse!"

At the same time, at the end of the horizon, a neat row of black dots loomed.

The earth trembled, and the iron cavalry pressed down.

The arrows rained down, covering the sky and the sun.

At this moment, if anyone dares to say that Hank's news is fake, that would be a joke.

Everyone went crazy and rushed into the warehouse.

The lightly outfitted team rushed to the front, ready to close the warehouse door as soon as they entered.

However, the reloaded team fought for their lives, rammed wildly, and broke through the defense one after another.

Unfortunately, in the end, not everyone entered the warehouse smoothly.

呲呲呲!

Arrows rained down, and corpses were scattered everywhere.

Screams and wailing sounded together. Inside the warehouse and outside the warehouse seem to be two worlds.

One **** and one heaven.

At least for the people in the warehouse, living is heaven.

"Why are there people from Snowfield Castle attacking!"

No one answered Captain Rick's roar.

Even after entering the warehouse, the two sides were still clearly divided and their positions were clear.

"Captain Rick, the Snowfield Castle attack has become a reality, and the people who come here are not good. I think for now, we should still cooperate with the traitors, and finding a way out is the only way."

The words of the deputy captain, Lucien, were recognized by everyone.

But Captain Rick stared at him coldly.

"Shut up! I haven't asked you to settle the matter just now."

Collaboration does seem like the most logical thing to do right now.

But that's the logic of NPCs.

The 300-strong Xueyuan Fort army, even if they gathered the strength of everyone here, would still be lingering on, and would not last long.

Instead of this, it is better to kill the giant sword Mark and the others, and earn as many points as they can earn.

Stop loss, sometimes it means making a profit.

Greatsword Mark showed such a strategy, he must be a famous player.

Captain Rick firmly believes this.

"Kill! Everyone is ready to kill this group of people!"

The order went down, but no one carried it out.

All the team members looked at each other and fell silent.

"What do you mean? How dare you not listen to me!"

Captain Rick's face became distorted and he roared.

Captain Bessie of the light team took a step forward with a change of expression.

"Everyone, listen to me, I think that as an allied army of Snowfield Castle, attacking the Xhosa Manor must be to flatten the rebellion and avenge the Count of Xhosa."

"That is to say, as long as we dedicate the head of Captain Rick, the source of the rebellion, to the people in Snowfield Castle, we can be forgiven!"

After a pause, Captain Bessie followed suit again.

"Everyone can survive, there is no need for Snowfield Castle to target us."

"What they want is the leader of the rebellion and the head of the Night Demon. It has nothing to do with us, as long as they kill Captain Rick..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that there was something wrong with what Captain Bessie said, but they couldn't tell what the problem was.

However, all eyes were still focused on Captain Rick.

"Shut up Laozi!"

In the face of this kind of remarks, Captain Rick was quicker with his hands than with his mouth.

Under Captain Bessie's astonished gaze, a sword light appeared.

Although the body stepped back, the tip of the sword still cut through the chest, leaving a deep wound.

Although not fatal, he bared his teeth in pain.

Unbalanced, Captain Bessie fell down.

This was not a big deal at first, but no one noticed that the place where Captain Bessie fell, the floor, suddenly drilled out densely sharp thorns.

When the two are in close contact and firmly combined.

When Captain Bessie's eyes suddenly widened, his consciousness faded away.

When Captain Rick thought he could not succeed, regret flashed in his eyes. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

When the giant sword Mark and others came up to protect him.

In the entire dungeon, a message popped out in front of all players.

"Dungeon Announcement: Player [East Gate Drunk] kills player [Soy Sauce in the Altar] and gets three kills!"

"Triple Kill!"

Before anyone could react, another copy of the announcement followed.

"Dungeon Announcement: Player [East Gate Drunk] is in [Big Kill]!"

"Killing Spree!"

The scene fell silent in an instant.

rely on me! ?

Captain Rick's eyes were rounded on the spot, and his face was bewildered.

Is this unremarkable guy a player? !

Do not! its not right!

The ID in the dungeon announcement wasn't me, and the sword just now didn't...

Captain Rick's pupils shrank suddenly.

Because of the corpse in front of him, blood was slowly spilling out of his back.

died? really dead? !

Captain Rick's expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, he felt that everyone's attention was focused on him.

"No! I didn't kill it, I'm not Dongmen drunk!"

Subconsciously, Captain Rick shouted these words out.

He doesn't carry this pot!

Murder is one thing, but taking the blame is another.

Being calculated by someone and taking the initiative to kill are two different experiences.

It's a pity that there were only a few people on the scene who knew the meaning of his words.

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Ps1: Thank you for the 2,000 starting point coins given by ‘Students who have no money’.

Ps2: Welcome to the third helmsman of this book: Students who have no money say. But Jiageng owes it in advance, and his hands are weak...