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Chapter 1786: The goal is to win

That's more than 300 people. If Donald and his gang were killed on the other side of the mountain, like McDuck and his gang, Feitiande can be fully understood as the Quanzhen Sect has acquired weapons of mass destruction or traps near the hillside.

But Donald and his gang were killed on the way to the ruins of the city, which was a bit terrifying. At least it proved that the terrible weapons in the Quanzhen Sect can be moved, and they are quite convenient.

If that is true, since the Quanzhen Sect can easily kill Donald, McDuck and others, it will definitely be no problem to kill people on their side.

At the beginning, Feitiande still retained some luck with Quanzhen Sect, believing that the opponent was just a small team of more than a dozen people. The reason why he dared to enter the battlefield to fight against nearly a thousand of his people was that he was barefoot and was not afraid of wearing shoes. He could only kill people.

But now Feitiande can see that these guys don’t mean that at all. It seems that they want to swallow up nearly a thousand players on their side.

More than a dozen people want to swallow a thousand people, but just talking about this courage is incredible.

Are these guys crazy?

What's even more terrifying is that this small team of eleven people has swallowed two-thirds of Chunjiang Shui Nuan's troops, and no one of the other party has lost. This...

At this moment, Fei Tiande was nervous and he no longer dared to see Quanzhen Sect as a small team.

It is worthy of being the champion team of professional leagues. Regardless of the value of this championship, professional experts do have the strength to crush compared to ordinary players.

"Boss, what should I do now?"

Seeing that the Quanzhen Sect had successively destroyed the two teams of McDuck and Donald, Feitiande, the boss, was already nervous, and the morale of his players dropped to the extreme. At this time, facing a small team of more than a dozen people, he actually felt panic.

Just think about it, if the opponent has tens of thousands of people, it would not be embarrassing that everyone would die, but if the opponent has only a dozen people, they have destroyed nearly a thousand of them. That feeling is completely incomparable to the pressure.

"Don't panic, everyone!"

As a long time, Feitiande naturally knows the principle of getting a bear and a storm. Now everyone is depressed. If they don’t calm down, their team will definitely collapse.

So Fei Tiande pondered for a moment and said, "There are only a dozen people on the opposite side, and head-on battle will definitely not be our opponent."

"But Lao Tang and the others..."

Seeing that Fei Tiande wanted to make the difference in number of people, his subordinates curled their lips.

If the number of people works, more than 600 people on my side will be wiped out quietly?

"You guys know nothing!"

Fei Tiande brutally interrupted his subordinates' doubts when he heard this, and then said confidently: "Didn't you find that Lao Tang and the others were destroyed very strange?"

"Something is strange? What's wrong?" Everyone asked in confusion.

Fei Tiandedao: "None of them died on the position."

"this……"

When everyone heard Feitiande's words, they felt quiet.

Isn't it? The three hundred McDuckers died while searching around the position, while the more than three hundred Donald's were dead on the way from the forest to this side.

"So!" Feitiande then analyzed: "They must have set up some traps with bait to wipe out Lao Tang and the others in one fell swoop. As long as we stick to the ruins of this city and don't take the initiative to attack, their trap will not be useful. When the battlefield shrinks and let them fight us head-on, we may not lose."

It seems that Fei Tiande said he was not afraid, but he was quite afraid of Quanzhen Sect in his heart. Three hundred people and more than a dozen people were facing each other head-on, Fei Tiande might not lose.

"It makes sense..."

The fear comes from the unknown. The reason why everyone panics about the Quanzhen Sect is entirely because they don’t know what methods this small team of more than a dozen people used to swallow more than 600 people in succession.

At this time, after hearing Fei Tiande's analysis, the others' panic suddenly calmed down.

The ruins of the city are mixed in terrain, and they are easy to defend and difficult to attack. With such a bunker, it is not a problem to fight with less, not to mention that there are only a dozen opponents.

"Duck Four!"

Seeing that everyone's originally depressed morale began to rise, Feitiande quickly struck while the iron was hot and directed: "You lead a team of people to guard the south gate, Ya Liu! You lead someone to guard the north gate..."

After arranging the guard work, Fei Tiande then said: "Remember, you must have an eye at the door and don't let the assassin sneak in, do you know?"

"clear!"

After receiving the command of Feitiande, the crowd dispersed everywhere.

...

Just as Feitiande commanded the position, the Quanzhen Sect had already cleaned the battlefield.

"I didn't expect to eat two-thirds of the people across the street so easily."

The players who wiped out Chunjiang Shui Nuan twice were also very surprised by the Quanzhen Cult. Of course, they knew they could win, but they didn't expect it would be that simple.

"That's just an appetizer." Wuji said lightly: "The last three hundred people are the hard bones to crack."

"Wuji is joking again." Mingdu patted his chest and said, "We will drive the sled to the ruins of the city later, and then continue to let Lao Niu and the other two lead people out. I can destroy them with just one magic."

After two waves of battle, Mingdu scored more than 500 points, and it seemed to have expanded a lot.

"it's useless!"

Wuji smiled and said, "They already know our power and will definitely be turtles with headscares. The sled move will definitely not work. If I guess correctly, these guys should be leaving the ruins of the city and waiting for the battlefield to shrink and face us head-on."

"You are not afraid of being on the front!" Mingdu continued to pretend and said, "If I go on with magic, they will team up..."

"roll!"

Before Mingdu could finish his words, he was slapped by Bao Sanyi and lowered his head. The others glared at Mingdu. Seeing everyone's eyes, Mingdu was so scared that his neck shrank.

Meow, it’s okay to grab points, but I still don’t know how to keep a low profile. Isn’t this asking for death?

"The other party has 311 people." Wuji pointed to the number of people on his head and said, "And there is also a position to cover it. If we are head-on, we may not lose, but we will definitely not win too easily. This mentally retarded style does not conform to my style and is also different from the ending I deduced before."

After spending so long with Wuji, everyone in the Quanzhen Sect knows that although Wuji's tactical style is flexible and changeable, this kid has a habit of setting a goal for himself before fighting.

For example, how many people can win this battle if they die this time... and Wuji has obsessive-compulsive disorder for the deduction result.

Once, one person died less than the deduction result. Wuji, the bastard, even maliciously commanded the people on his side to give him a head, with extremely despicable methods.

"What's the result of your deduction?"

Everyone asked carefully, for fear that they would be taken to death by Wuji.

"Absolute victory!" Wuji said calmly.
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