"The World Guild, the Fox Hunting Guild, is responsible for the East Gate of the Town."

"The Swords and the Polar Guild are responsible for the north gate of the town."

"The Siberian Tiger Guild, the Prosperous Dynasty Guild, the Weihai Blue Wind Guild, responsible for the West Gate of the Town."

"As for the south gate of the town, we will hand it over to our guardian temple and the seventh paradise of President Jin and Song."

Qingmei Gujiu first shocked everyone, slightly suppressed the rebelliousness of the guild presidents, and then he unleashed his own plan - the nine guilds were responsible for the four directions of the town. As for the scattered players and the small guilds, the mercenary groups, they were free to choose.

In short, there are at least two companies in each direction that can shock players, obey general commands, and cooperate with coordination.

The assignment of Qingmei wine-selling tasks is simple and clear, and whether it interferes with the interests of their own guilds. Therefore, the players of each guild are indecisive and agree to dispatch their guild players to the assigned location.

After a while, after leaving the town, the thief players assigned to explore the movements of the undead have reported the location of the undead army one after another. Waves of undead army rushed towards the town of Fitcher like a flood. The nearest one is only half an hour away from the town of Fitcher.

Only then did Wu Qi and the guild presidents separate and head to the town where they are responsible.

Before leaving, Mr. Jiang Zuo walked to Jin and Song, and said with a rebellious look on his face, "I hope your Seventh Heaven can last longer and don't let the undead be destroyed."

"Thank you for your good words." Wu Qi responded coldly. He had long since taken the prosperous dynasty of the Prince of Jiangzuo. In fact, the number of guilds in the prosperous dynasty is not only reduced, but now, the number of newly joined is less than 15,000, less than half of the Seventh Heaven. The average level and equipment are even far behind.

Young Master Jiang Zuo snorted coldly and took his subordinates away.

Qingmei wine shop then bowed and said, "President Jin and Song, our guardian temple is not strong in this event. If there is any difficulty, I hope the Seventh Paradise can lend a helping hand."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Wu Qi nodded with great verbal talk. Many players in the Guardian Temple followed Qingmei wine shop one game and one game. Many players are not young anymore, and most of them are the same as Qingmei wine shop, and they lack the desire to compete for hegemony. Therefore, the strength of the guild is not high or low, and they are barely capable.

But I can't stand these ashes players who have experienced so many games and have a lot of friends. After being attacked by the Guardian Temple, no one can tell how large scale of help these old-fashioned players can pull out.

Therefore, everyone's attitude towards the Guardian Temple Guild is to try not to provoke it if you can.

Therefore, along the way, Wu Qi and Qingmei Wine-Gui and a group of old-class ashes players talked and laughed, and exchanged experience in guild management.

When Wu Qi, Qingmei Gujiu and others arrived at the south gate of Fitcher Town, the guild players in the Seventh Paradise and the Guardian Temple were ready.

As the war comes, most players' joy and tension are written on their faces. The joy monster sieges the city. This time, there must be a lot of gains. When the war comes, their lives are in danger.

"President of Jin and Song dynasty." Qingmei Gujiu said, "You are responsible for the left side of the south gate, and we are responsible for the right side of the south gate, how about it?"

"Okay." Wu Qi nodded.

"Yeah." Qingmei smiled with satisfaction. He waved his hand and raised the slender staff in his hand with great enthusiasm. "Brothers from the guardian temple, come with me!"

Wu Qi looked at the players of the Guardian Temple and turned over the stairs and climbed the right wall of the south gate of the town. The guild badges of the Guardian Temple were connected into one piece.

"Wu Qi, what should we do here?" Lin Hao and other players from the guardian temple left and asked.

"Where are any more powerful mercenary groups or small guilds involved in our players?" Wu Qi asked. He was unconceited and believed that they could defend the town by relying on their own guild.

Although Fitcher Town is a town, it also has high and solid walls, which are wide and long. The roads above the walls are two feet wide. Each wall can accommodate 100,000 players.

In this way, the 30,000 guild players in the Seventh Paradise alone seemed much thinner, so Wu Qi naturally hoped to communicate with the mercenary groups and small guilds participating in the city wall defense here to jointly decide on the defense plan.

Lin Hao was stunned. He really didn't care about the components of the players here...

"I know." Nan Shan Yimeng said, and he also had some guild management powers. "I just finished counting that there are about twenty mercenaries of all sizes here, including about twenty small guilds, with 50,000 or 60,000 subordinate players, accounting for 50% of the scattered players."

"I'll ask them to come here and let's talk about defense-related matters together."

"good."

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Wu Qi waited for a moment, and under the leadership of Nan Shan Yimeng, a small group of people walked towards Wu Qi. At a glance, these players wore different team badges on their shoulders, and their equipment was pretty good. This is what the people in each small guild and mercenary group were talking about.

"President of Jin and Song."

"President of Jin and Song."

One by one, players greeted Wu Qi.

Some people said directly, "President Jin and Song, invite us to come, what's the matter?"

Wu Qi turned his head and asked Nan Shan Yimeng, "Have you all the people come?"

"Twenty-three mercenary corps leaders and guild presidents were invited, and twenty-one came."

"Yes." Wu Qi nodded, better than he thought.

At this time, Wu Qicai said, "Everyone is a group battle between various mercenary groups and the president of the guild. According to the rules, one should have his own family members in charge of his own affairs, and outsiders should not be involved."

"It's just that this system activity is quite difficult." Wu Qi repeated the words that Qingmei wine-selling before, and saw that the player in front of him restrained his casualness and impatience, and became solemn and serious, and then continued,

"So if everyone fights on their own without any cooperation, maybe this system activity will really fail."

"I guess no one wants to bear the punishment of failure of system activities."

"So I have a suggestion. Everyone present is the head of various mercenary groups and guilds. There are many players under his command. The total number of players is nearly 100,000, which also accounts for more than 70% of the number of players on our city wall.

"If everyone believes in me, believe in my seventh heaven. I will assign tasks, and each mercenary group and each guild will be responsible for a section of the city wall."

"If there is a guild, the mercenary group cannot support it, and the other brothers have the responsibility to support and assist and work together to complete the system tasks."

"What are your opinions?"
Chapter completed!