I am friends with the system

Lan Shan and the others were smashed by those boulders along the way. Although there were not many casualties, everyone was so depressed that they were dying. Seeing that the enemy was right in front of them, and there were no attacks from those broken stones, each of them seemed to be beaten up. rush up.

The commander-in-chief of the blue shirt is even more depressed than the ordinary members, because Ye Chen stares at him every time he throws stones, and every time he throws a stone, he is in the crowd. The one who smashed it was a mess, he hated Ye Chen to death, he didn't talk nonsense at the moment, he just waved his hand, and shouted viciously: "Brothers, kill, kill all such bastards!"

Everyone in the Xutian Temple agreed in unison when they heard the words, and their faces were filled with extreme excitement. In their eyes, the two thousand or so people in front of them were a bunch of vegetables. Look, there are actually some Six or seven hundred second-rank rubbish, this is killing a child with one knife, but it is this group of children who just used those broken stones to make them suffer. It is time to turn around, so let them know who It's the eldest brother, offending the eldest brother will lead to a miserable end.

"Kill!" "Rush!" "Fuck these grandchildren!"

The fighting slogans of the masters of Xutian Temple are no different from that of ordinary players. They rush towards the enemy group in front like wolf cubs, and their momentum is so indomitable.

"This slogan is not new at all." Ye Chen stood in front of the array and shook his head, then raised his right hand. Immediately, Qingyu and the blood-soaked players tensed up, which was a gesture before launching.

"Kill!" Ye Chen's voice fell, and everyone roared and rushed towards the array of Xutian Temple below.

Thirty yards, twenty yards, ten yards...

With a bang, the heavy armors of both sides collided with the magic of the opponent's long-range profession and the rain of arrows.

Bang, bang.Boom...

Without the slightest fancy, the players at the front of both sides have activated their charging skills. They either hold their swords across their chests, hold their guns, or hold their battle axes high. They start killing the moment they rush into the enemy camp. The battlefield is like a meat grinder, white light starts to rise, and casualties appear in the instant of confrontation.

"Kill. Kill, kill!"

"Fuck the bastard on the other side!"

The heavy armors on both sides roared wildly, shooting is the most vicious skill, and no one kept their hands at this time, because everyone knew it very well.In this kind of battlefield, maybe you will die in the next moment.Keeping skills is simply a waste.It is serious to be able to kill a few more enemies.

Fighting, fighting, fighting, everyone's blood boiled, and the two sides became red-eyed in an instant, and countless magic spells and arrow rains boiled towards each other.The brilliant light even covered up the scorching sun. The holy priests stood at the end of the line and kept throwing healing magic at their heavy armor. Only then did the people in the Xutian Palace find out.The number of holy priests on the other side has reached a terrifying 700 people, which is nearly twice as many as them. This also makes the line of defense that should be easily broken by them extremely strong. The lines of confrontation between the two sides are intertwined and completely entangled. .

"Haha, these seven hundred holy herds are really strong. Otherwise, with our heavy armor strength, I am afraid that the defense line will be torn apart by the opponent immediately." Po Qianjun, Ye Chen and others stood behind the battlefield. If they didn't join the battle at the first time, the opponent's senior management is the same. Everyone has to see the situation clearly before making a move. The senior management is often the most powerful combat force, and the time to fight is almost the time of life and death.

"But even so, it's a matter of time before the opponent breaks through. There are too many of them." Tang Seng swept his meat-eating eyes across the entire line of defense, his face slightly bitter. If things go on like this, there is still no hope of victory. Could it be Boss Ye? The plan is to make everyone die slower?However, this kind of plan is quite satisfactory. After all, as long as there is enough time, the backup team will appear, and they will naturally win at that time, and the loss will be smaller than that of a normal fight.

"Yeah, and we have too few long-range attacking professions. They have no offensive power and can only passively defend and get beaten." Wukong scratched his head wanting to eat meat. The berserker was obviously depressed. , I would rather have a group of violent mages fight against each other, and drag a few people to die together.

Crack, Po Qianjun slapped Wukong on the meat-eating head, and said angrily: "Fight, fight, fight, you know how to fight, can't you use your brain? At this time, delaying time is the most powerful thing for us. Brother, this plan can be said to be the most suitable."

Po Qianjun understood Ye Chen's plan when Ye Chen chose the seven hundred holy priests. The strength of our own players is much weaker than that of Xutian Temple, and we can't take advantage of the counter attack, and they may die faster.

"But, but I just don't like being a turtle!" Wukong muttered in a low voice, wanting to eat meat, which made Po Qianjun furious, and wanted to fight again, but Ye Chen stopped him, and suddenly laughed: "Who said we're going to be ducks? My plan isn't to defend. My plan is to attack and win!"

As soon as Ye Chen's words came out, Qingyu's high-level executives all smiled, obviously they already understood, but the blood-sucking high-level executives were taken aback, attack?Still winning?Did the boss lose his mind tonight?

Po Qianjun was also taken aback, and just about to open his mouth, when Wukong wanted to eat meat, he looked at Ye Chen with a look of hell, and said in disbelief: "Boss Ye, you, are you sick? We have seven hundred holy priests. , but the total number of remote occupations is less than [-], and the number of elemental mages is even less than [-], so how to attack? What kind of attack?"

It's no wonder Wukong was surprised by eating meat. On a large battlefield, long-range occupations, especially mages, are simply the king of attack. Without a large number of mages, it is difficult to be effective in attack.

"Who told you that the attack must rely on the sea of ​​mages?" Ye Chen asked back.

Po Qianjun was stunned again, he was a little messy, and asked: "What does Brother Ye mean?"

"It's enough to have a blade." Ye Chen smiled and said in a relaxed tone.

Blade, this word is a commonly used word in God's Landing War, blade, blade, if the whole team is regarded as a knife, then the blade is the sharpest part of the knife, the blade of a team is formed by this team The commando team is composed of the most elite group of players in the game. This commando team basically includes all the high-level fighters with strong combat effectiveness. The blade plays a relatively important role in the war, but it is just more important. It is difficult for a blade team with a very small number to play a big role. Besides, if you have a blade team, the opponent is not without it. Blade against blade is the most common situation.

Ye Chen's words clearly meant that he had to rely on the strength of the high-level people present to attack and even win the victory. This seemed crazy to the blood-sucking high-level people. You must know that the opposite is the Xutian Temple, and the Xutian Temple's Dao Feng is definitely better than everyone else. Although everyone doesn't want to admit it, but let them fight the Dao Feng of Xutian Temple, they really don't have the confidence to win, let alone destroy the opponent's Dao Feng, and then win further.

It's a bit like talking in a dream.

While everyone was talking, the blue shirt on the opposite side had lost his patience. He glanced at the senior officials of Qingyu and the blood-sucking people above the mountain, smiled coldly, and waved to the senior officials of the third army beside him: "Blades gather, we Walk!"

Following Lan Shirt's order, fifty or sixty high-ranking members of the Xutian Palace gathered around him, and any player among them had a level over seventy, and almost everyone was holding a dark gold weapon.

Seeing the blades of Xutian Temple moving towards the front line of the battlefield under the leadership of the blue shirt, Ye Chen smiled slightly: "It's time for us to play, we can't let them tear our defense line."

In fact, Ye Chen didn’t need to say it, everyone also saw the Xutian Temple Blade Team that started to move, everyone in Qingyu was a little eager to try, and everyone who was blood-drenched looked a little heavy. The Xutian Temple Blade Squad, who had acquired the dark gold weapon, turned out to be more or less fortunate, but in this situation, it is necessary to fight hard, otherwise once the already disadvantaged battlefield is ravaged by the opponent's Blade Squad, it will be defeated in an instant .

"Don't be nervous, just follow us, victory will definitely belong to us." Ye Chen comforted the blood-drenched crowd, but his eyes were tightly locked on the blue shirt, which was his prey.

"Brother Ye, what you said is scolding. We blood-drenched men are not afraid of death. Let us hide behind a group of women. We can't do this kind of thing." Po Qianjun looked at Ye Chen and Qingyu started Walking forward, a few steps rushed to Ye Chen's side, and shouted in dissatisfaction, the rest of the high-ranking blood also loudly echoed the Po Qianjun, and refused to hide behind others, and the more irritable ones shouted that Ye Chen looked down on them and should Let bloody men like them take the lead.

Everyone in Qingyu couldn't help but chuckled when they heard the words, causing Po Qianjun and the others to stare, thinking they were underestimated.

Ye Chen shook his head helplessly: "Then fight side by side, fight side by side."

"That's about the same." Po Qianjun and the others nodded in satisfaction. Even in the face of a powerful enemy, they would not abandon their teammates.

Everyone hurried on the battlefield, and soon saw Lan Shirt and others who were also about to reach the front line.

Ye Chen stopped suddenly, turned around and smiled at Jian Qingcheng and the others: "Everyone, the enemy is in front of us, it's time to change clothes."

The blood-sucking people didn't quite understand what it meant, so they subconsciously looked at Qingyu's people. When they saw it, they were stunned, and saw that Qingyu's senior management had changed into a completely different set of equipment from just now. (to be continued..)

ps: Sorry, sorry, Carvin, the update is late, and there is another chapter tonight.