Rebirth of God Punisher

"Okay! **** has already led the brothers of the swordsman group to wait for us at the destination, now I order, all set out!" Zhao Sen waved his hand, and led a group of heads and deputy heads to Bloomfield in a hurry walk on foot.

At this time, the police officer in charge of investigating in the forest sent a private chat message to Zhao Sen.

"Boss, the team of Mixiaotang has entered the hinterland of the Tyrann Forest, and they will arrive at the mouth of the valley south of Bloomfield in about ten minutes."

Seeing this information, Zhao Sen no longer hesitated.He yelled at the players of Raging Flame God of War in front of him:

"The regiments of the Flame God of War obey orders! The entrance of the target valley, prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Nearly half of the players of Raging Flame God of War raised their weapons high and roared like a tsunami.

The valley south of Bloomfield is called Markarth Valley, which was created hundreds of years ago when Borgon, the great shaman of the barbarian Vian, cast a forbidden spell.The entire valley is four or five miles long, and the entrance of the valley is only a little over one mile wide, making it a critical pass that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Out of the valley, there is the endless Tailun Forest.

After a few minutes of rapid march, Zhao Sen led the players of Raging God of War to the entrance of Markas Valley.And **** and the Flame War God Swordsman Group he led have been waiting here for a long time.

After the two Raging God of War teams joined forces, Zhao Sen came to the front of the team and looked out of the valley.

I saw a snow-covered open land outside the valley, and across the open land was the snow-covered Tyrann Forest.

Just when the players of the Flaming God of War had just stood in the battle formation, suddenly a large number of players appeared faintly in the Tyrann forest opposite.

"Brothers of the tank regiment, get ready to charge!" Seeing the player's figure appearing in the Tyrann forest, the excited city lord immediately raised his battle ax and shouted loudly at the players of the Flame God of War tank regiment.After shouting, the stunned boy buried his head and made a gesture of rushing forward.

"Don't worry, it's our own." Zhao Sen quickly grabbed him.

"My family? Didn't they all come back? Where did they come from?" Cheng Jue looked at Zhao Sen with a little confusion and asked.

"You'll know when they come over." Zhao Sen replied with a smile.

Not long after, all the players in the Tyrann forest had come out. Their number was about two to three thousand, and they were trotting towards the entrance of the valley in a neat queue.

And the leader of this team at the front is none other than the fast-running boss—Xi Xiao!

"Brothers, come with me to welcome the friendly army!" Zhao Sen waved at Cheng Jue and the others with a happy face, and walked quickly towards the fast-running team.On the other side, Xi Xiao and the others also walked towards Zhao Sen and the others with smiles on their faces.

When old friends meet, there is no need to say much.After Zhao Sen and Xi Xiao exchanged a few simple greetings, Xi Xiao asked Lao Pao, Xiao Dao, Tie Lan and others to organize their teams into the various battle groups of the Flame God of War according to the game profession.

Excluding the players who stick to Bloomfield, there are still about 5000 people at the mouth of the valley.Now with the 8000 people who are running fast, the number of this mixed force has already exceeded [-]!

However, Zhao Sen learned from Xixiao that the people who had just run away quickly discovered after a close inspection of the team that Mixiaotang entered the Tailun Forest. Thousands of players from the chaotic camp.The number of their teams reached a staggering three thousand people!

In the face of three times as many chaotic players as himself, can the God of Flame Warlord win?

The endless Tailun Forest is still covered in silver.The further north you go, the colder the weather becomes.

"Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" A group of kirbys looking for food on the snow seemed to be frightened, and they scrambled to flap their wings and fly up to the treetops.Landing on a tall pine branch, the frightened kirbys stretched their necks and looked vigilantly under the tree with their heads sideways.

"Crack...creak..." A sound of trampling on the snow came from the dense forest.Hearing the creaking sound getting louder and more chaotic, the Kirby sitting on the pine branch finally couldn't bear it anymore.They flapped their wings and flew over the treetops again, cooing dissatisfiedly as they flew.

A large group of players came out from the depths of the dense forest. Their team was so huge that even wild monsters with a little bit of intelligence in the forest shy away.

"Dacheng, there should be a fight over there, right?" Yizhen, who was walking in the front of the player team, looked at Dacheng and asked.

Dacheng looked at the time, nodded affirmatively and said:

"Most of the NPCs in Wudao World are very punctual. It is already 14:05, and the defenders of the Bloomfield Hills should have exchanged fire with the barbarian army."

"Through this forest, you will reach the Markas Valley. According to the information we sent back, the players of the Flame God of War have deployed defensive forces at the entrance of the Markas Valley." Yizhen said.

"Oh? It seems that the boy Zhushen has a strategic mind. Interesting..." A rare smile appeared on Dacheng's face.

"It's a pity that he didn't expect us to have so many people at all. Even if his strategic deployment is reasonable, he wants to block our army of 3000 people? Is this possible?" Yizhen said with a relaxed smile.

"You can't say that. Although we have a great chance of winning now, we can't be careless. Be careful." Dacheng said seriously, "Pass my order, continue to send people, pay close attention to every move around, Report anything unusual to me immediately."

"Okay!" Yizhen immediately conveyed Dacheng's order in the guild channel.

In less than a minute, hundreds of swordsmen from Hanxiaotang scattered in all directions.

The biting cold wind blew southward from the north of the Markas Valley, and the hazy sky became more and more gloomy.Not long after, the biting north wind gradually subsided, and large flakes of snowflakes fell from the sky profusely.

Zhao Sen raised his hand and patted the snowflake on his shoulder, squinting his eyes and looking forward.

Through the swirling snowflakes, there seemed to be movement in the Tyrann forest.

"Attention everyone! Prepare to meet the enemy!" Zhao Sen raised his right hand and shouted loudly.

Hearing Zhao Sen's reminder, the nerves of the players of Raging Flame God of War immediately tensed up.Everyone involuntarily clenched the weapons in their hands, staring at the front with breathless concentration.

really!Without much effort, dozens of Mixiaotang players have emerged from the forest.

The players of Mixiaotang stopped after walking out of the Tyrann forest, and they stood in attack formation as quickly as possible.

At this moment, the snow in the sky is getting bigger.

Lie Yan Zhan Shen and the players of Mixiao Tang watched each other silently at a distance of several hundred meters, and everyone was waiting.

Through the heavy snow like goose feathers, Zhao Sen and Da Cheng, standing at the front of their respective teams, could clearly see each other's expressions.

At this moment, the eyes they looked at each other were colder than the damn weather.

There are no bloody dialogues, no boring mutual ridicule, and no bullshit heroes cherishing heroes.

The two just looked at each other coldly, with endless killing intent in their eyes!

A few seconds later, Zhao Sen and Dacheng issued the final attack order almost simultaneously.

Dacheng raised his black magic staff high, and swung it forward violently!

"Kill!!" The players of Hanxiaotang rushed towards Markas Valley like a tide!

Seeing that the opponent started to charge, Zhao Sen was not in a hurry.He popped out the short sword in his left hand with a "Zheng!" and raised it high.

Seeing the signal from the boss Zhao Sen, all the players of Raging Flame God of War understood.

All the players of the Raging Flame God of War Tank Regiment who were standing in the front row immediately let out a "wow!", and stood shoulder to shoulder and tightly in a row.They put on a standard defensive posture, blocked their shields in front of them, and used their bodies to build a human wall.

Behind them, players from the Raging Flame God of War Assault Team and the Flaming God of War God's Berserk Team protected the left and right wings of the Flame God of War God's team, preventing the players from Hanxiaotang from attacking from the two wings.

Most of the ranged professional players of the Flame God of War stayed in the Bloomfield Hills. Standing in the middle of the team of the Flame God of War, apart from the players from the Bloodborne Brigade of the Flame God of War, the ranged professional players of the Soul Guild also raised their staffs high, bowed their bows and set their arrows. hair.

Because Zhao Sen had greeted Xi Xiao in advance, this old man brought almost all the top long-distance professional players in his guild.

Not a second later, the players of Mixiaotang had rushed to a distance of about 0 meters from the team of Lieyan God of War.Another 100 meters closer, and they will be within the range of the long-range professional players of Raging Flame God of War.

At this moment, a sneer suddenly appeared on Zhao Sen's face.

"Invincible little rookie!" Zhao Sen turned his head and shouted at the invincible little rookie not far away.

The invincible rookie turned his head and made an OK gesture to Zhao Sen with a smirk on his face.

At this time, the players of Mixiaotang had rushed to about 150 meters.

"Prepare for a long-range attack!" Xi Xiao beside Zhao Sen raised his right hand with a loud voice.

The hunter players in the middle of the Flaming War God team drew their bowstrings one after another, and the mage players also raised their staffs.

Just when the players of Mixiaotang stepped into the 100-meter range of the Nirvana players, the Mixiaotang players rushing to the front suddenly felt their feet go soft.

Hearing "Boom!", the snow-covered ground suddenly collapsed, and the Hanxiaotang players who were caught off guard immediately fell into a ditch that was seven or eight meters wide, three meters deep, and hundreds of meters long.

"oops!"

"I rely on!"

"Oh hey!"

"Don't push me!"

Seeing the Mixiaotang mt professional players in the front row fall into the ditch, the players behind them slammed on the brakes.Unexpectedly, they managed to barely stop at the edge of the ditch. As a result, the unknown teammates behind couldn't stop the car and squeezed them out of the ditch again.

Looking from a distance, half of the Hanxiaotang players fell into the ditch among dozens of people, and the opponent's charge came to a standstill.

Xi Xiao, who had been holding back for a long time, swung his raised right hand down fiercely, and at the same time roared:

"Remote occupation, fire!"