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Chapter 835 The fans are the ones to be killed!(2/2)

The two sides have invested a total of 1400+, and if it is a little more, it will become a large-scale battle!



"It's time to go!"

After observing for five minutes, Ding Jilin marked a point in the back row of the British server position on the big map and said, "We will fight in from here, traverse the entire British server position, and go straight through after reaching the French server position.

Charge out of the server position, everyone must remember not to stay, only kill their long-range systems, and ignore the heavy-duty interceptors!"

"knew!"

Everyone pulled out their weapons with a "clang clang", and suddenly the swords and spears in the jungle were gleaming with light.

"Attack!"

The sound of horse hooves shook the woodland, and countless birds took to the sky. Suddenly, Ding Jilin led 20+ cavalry in the national service and rushed out of the woodland, heading straight for the flank of the British service, at an extremely fast speed!

"grass!"

The leader of a medium-sized guild in the British server was shocked, "They are coming for us!"

"Block!"

Arthur led the crowd to attack Xian Lin's defense line in the bushes, but was beaten to a pulp by Chen Jia and Qixin Haitang's output. He had no time to worry about being attacked on the flank by the British server, so he could only let everyone live their lives.

Amidst the roaring and heavy sound of horse hooves, Ding Jilin led the crowd to ride the wind and waves. The Divine Sword Hanhai + Sword Heart Ruoshui instantly broke through the opponent's defense line. Then he led his men on a rampage, constantly raising and falling swords. With each sword, there was a mage, an archer, and a priest.

Wait, it is necessary to kill the opponent's long-range players. These long-range players move slowly, and it will take several hours to come back after dying!

In the entire Continent of Light, the total number of people in the Chinese server + Russian server is far inferior to the total number of people in the opponent's server, so we can only play with this time difference, and try to delay as much time as possible under the disadvantaged situation.

I'm sorry if I can't delay the opportunity. The Russian server will be the first to be destroyed, and then it will be the national server's turn.

Behind him, Jiang Yan, Lin Xixi, Chuan Chuan, Nan Feng, Lin Yuan and others were all firing on all cylinders. It felt like there was no grass growing anywhere, but after all, there were only 20+ iron cavalry. Under the interception and interception of the European server's long-range + heavy equipment,

People kept dying in battle, and the number quickly dropped to 18+, and these were all prices that had to be borne!

"Ding Jilin!"

Among the crowd in front, a young swordsman from the European server dressed in fresh clothes came angrily. He was quite handsome. He raised his sword and said with a smile, "I'm your fan. Take my sword!"

Very good, treat the idol with Ice Slash!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Ding Jilin rushed over. The moment the indigo light appeared, he directly activated his sword and added a set of three skills to break the army. Suddenly, the little swordsman fell off his horse with an angry look on his face and died.
Chapter completed!
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