Xia Miaomiao is taking care of her arrows.

There is a proverb circulated among Canaanite NPCs and aborigines that the arrow is the other eye of the archer and must be wiped frequently, otherwise it will be covered with dust and it will not be able to see your enemy.

In the past, it was only used as a background and a proverb in the story, but now it is taken extremely seriously.

She wiped it over and over again, piously and seriously, as if she were holding some religious ceremony, and as if she was wiping her soul in this way.

soul!

Since the 7th beta, this word has appeared more and more frequently. All kinds of ethereal, mysterious things outside the system have begun to enter the hearts of players, and they have gradually tasted the three flavors and become more and more aware of it.

This can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, and everyone's understanding is different. The consequence is that the players have more and more "characteristics" of their own, which can also be said to be personalities.

Shallowness comes from knowledge and experience, and profundity comes from the depth and breadth of knowledge. A full bottle of water is not a waste of water. The two roughly mean the same thing.

Every arrow was wiped brand new. The sharp arrow blade was like a mirror, reflecting her face. The inscriptions engraved on the arrows were like mysterious tattoos, reflecting a mysterious halo under the moonlight.

The golden Sun-Chasing Bow has left her. In the high-intensity battle, its durability has been exhausted. This one was made by her best friend using dragon crystal, and it is orange equipment.

Purple or orange, she doesn't seem to care that much now. The combat value is used as a reference. She has no expression on her face and a stern expression. She just sits on a thin branch with a full moon above her head, quietly waiting for something.

The evening breeze gently caressed her hair, and the stunning cloak floated and fell with the wind. Everything was silent, and the whole world seemed like she was waiting alone.

At a certain moment, she suddenly disappeared from the branches and appeared directly in front of the path.

A supply convoy of humanoid monsters emerged from the valley in the distance. The moment the leading knight spotted her, he sounded the battle alarm. The gryphon knights rose into the air, and the accompanying mage floated together.

Xia Miaomiao slowly pulled out an arrow and slowly put it on the bowstring. The Griffin Knight flew at a high speed at a height that she thought was safe. The moment it touched a certain range, the bowstring "buzzed" like a full moon.

With a sound, a frightening afterimage trembled, and the arrow almost penetrated the space and appeared on the chest of the griffon knight almost at the same time.

Before the gryphon knight's horrified expression appeared, the spell effect engraved on the protective gear was pierced by an arrow. An ordinary arrow without any tracer effect took away this man in an instant.

Elite monsters with levels up to level 45.

The knight fell, the griffin fluttered its wings in horror, and the blood shed in the sky had a different kind of poignancy under the moonlight.

The charge of several knights was terrifying. They shouted the holy name, and the charge was filled with layers of halo. On the surface, it was indestructible, as if a mountain could be smashed in front of them.

Xia Miaomiao ignored it, and slowly set up another arrow. The floating mage sensed the danger, decisively interrupted the spell he was singing, activated the defense ring, and cast himself one halo after another to defend against long-range attacks.

But...it's no use.

Buzz!

It was still an ordinary arrow, without even using any skills. The arrow ignored the obstruction of space distance and penetrated the mage's [Puppet Stand] as if it had eyes. This is not the end yet. The remaining arrow's potential is still there.

It had been broken into pieces, but more than a dozen fragments still managed to find the mage out of his magical invisibility. Several layers of defensive halos were shattered with one blow, and finally stopped before the last halo.

Even so, the mage seemed to have been hit by a large-caliber sniper bullet. He spat out a mouthful of blood with fragments of internal organs, and was thrown far away like a kite with a broken string.

What a pity!

Xia Miaomiao curled her lips. This was the first time she showed a human expression. After that, she attached several arrows at a time and released the bowstring at the humanoid tank that had charged nearby.

Like a dragon's roar.

What was shot this time was an energy-enhanced arrow, like a meteor, seemingly cutting through the void slowly, with a huge sound of breaking through the air and a tracer effect. It adjusted its flying posture as the knight's position changed.

ah!

The leading knight raised the holy symbol of the indigenous god and was hit by a meteor the next second.

Several points of light suddenly bloomed, silently, and there was a brief pause in consciousness, followed by boom, boom, boom... an explosion like a meteor impact, the shock wave rolled up a large amount of dust, and the vision was confused among the flying sand and rocks.

When the dust cleared, four or five large potholes cut off the road, and those fearless knights were gone.

Snap!

A long sword fell, followed by a section of a human arm.

Xia Miaomiao raised her head slightly, and then the broken human body fell like raindrops, and the blood was evaporated and scattered everywhere.

Too much force?

The strongest blow entered a 24-hour cooldown CD, and the orange longbow also entered the [Charging] state. However, the enemy did not know that their morale had collapsed. Everyone, including the mage who escaped from death, began to

He made an ignoble escape and abandoned his supply convoy.

Five minutes later, the raging fire swallowed up the enemy's supplies. Ten minutes later, a hunting team led by a sky knight arrived at the scene, but Xia Miaomiao had already used the teleportation scroll to move dozens of kilometers away from here.

Danish city.

With the fall of Norway City, this city, formerly the main city of the national server, has been in turmoil. A large number of players, tourists and NPC natives who have evacuated here from the front line have turned this place into a huge military camp.

In the former city lord's palace, Yijiang Chunshui, who had been promoted to the second-level corps leader, was chatting with an intelligent NPC, the first-level corps leader. When the time came, dozens of players and NPC commanders, led by their attendants, walked into the busy place.

The first floor lobby.

"Miaomiao is back."

The Saints of Huaguoshan sent a brief voice message.

"How about it?"

"Yes, the mission was completed very well."

"Is nothing wrong with her?"

"What can happen to a level 49 'marksman' who is one step short of being a master in the air? It's not like he's going head-to-head."

"It's better to be careful. Many people capsize in the gutter just because they are careless."

"Tell her yourself."

"Ask her to wait for me for a while. I have something to tell her."

"Um"

After ending the communication, Shao Bing had a smile on his face again and began to socialize with the players and senior NPC commanders.

The war on the front line is not going well, and the divine punishment sent down by the indigenous gods seems unstoppable at present. That thing is the hydrogen bomb, which is unreasonable and has no solution.

This leads to the fact that no place is safe, let’s just say in this city, there may be a beam of light in the next second.

Since the system temples did not take action, or in other words, could not take action, the players naturally saw the system's 'embarrassment' and started talking about it.

How can we wage a full-scale war with a "nuclear-weapon power" without "nuclear weapons"?

This question may even be known to a high school student with a little common sense.

Naturally, we cannot gather together and let people connect the city with one pot of people. Large-scale frontal battles must not continue. They should be dispersed and divided into countless pieces. There is space to exchange for time, so that the enemy's supply line is lengthened and they are trapped in the people.

The quagmire of war.

But the consensus among the players' senior commanders is very easy to reach, but the NPC is different.

"This is cowardice, this is avoidance, this is a sign of losing courage!"

An NPC second-level legion commander roared, scolding the player who persuaded him so hard that he couldn't hold his head up, "God's punishment is not infinite. The main material world has a limit of carrying capacity. The magic network is indestructible. Even God's punishment cannot shake it.

It, what are you worried about?"

"However, excessive gathering of personnel and materials can easily allow the enemy to find targets. Besides, large-scale frontal battlefields and logistical safety zones can easily become key targets for the enemy... Aren't there enough lessons in this area?"

"Just strengthen the defense force in the safe zone. If you fail in the frontal battlefield, is it useless no matter how much you win in the flanking battlefield? Can you tolerate the enemy occupying a large area of ​​our homeland, destroying our facilities, and enslaving and killing our people? Can you?

It can be tolerated, but we cannot tolerate it, and there is no other world for us to go to."

"Oh, Master Locke, aren't we all discussing this?"

"There is no need to discuss it. We must give the enemy a powerful counterattack on the frontal battlefield and regain the lost ground as soon as possible!"

Outside the crowd, Shao Bing and a regiment commander looked at each other, feeling that the outcome of this frontline meeting might not be good.

really.

Viscount Edward, the lord of Extreme South City, arrived with a large group of people and announced the start of the meeting without much nonsense.

"We are preparing a major counterattack!"

Intelligent NPCs are sometimes stubborn. For example, this time, even though they knew that they had nuclear weapons in hand, they also found a way to target the Magic Network and the players, and they still wanted to regain their position. "For this reason, we used Jinan City as our

The base has been mobilized... newly established... A large number of tourist militiamen who have performed well will fill the grassroots organization of this huge army. We have already had experience and lessons. This major counterattack will definitely regain the lost ground."

The Lord of Extreme South City, the Vampire Viscount Edward, heard the words and appreciated it, and then looked at the side where the player was sitting.

"... Therefore, we have always believed that we should adjust the current combat methods and try to avoid excessive gathering of personnel and materials in large corps. Our advantages lie in our strong organization, extremely fast communications, and the speed of information transmission is several orders of magnitude higher than that of the enemy.

It can be completely broken into parts and carried out complex linkage on the vast battlefield. This seems to be scattered, but in fact it is still a whole, and the accumulation becomes a qualitative change, until the balance of power between the two sides is changed."

"Strength comparison? We have far more professionals than our opponents!" a wise NPC corps leader questioned.

"But we can't compare to their professionalism!" A player corps leader sitting on the other side was unwilling to be outdone.

"You are questioning the greatness of the system!" Another intelligent NPC corps leader began to go online.

"I didn't!", the player's corps leader would naturally not admit it.

"You have doubts, you are shaken, you are afraid!"

"Sir, are you kidding me?"

"Then prove it to us!"
To be continued...