The moon is dark, the wind is high, the murderous night...

To describe the night on Rodin Island in this sentence, it seems to be a very appropriate word. From time to time, wild beasts roared from time to time. The color of the ground was so hideous, and a stern voice was faintly revealed.

At the forefront of the Iron Throne Mountains, the barracks everywhere gradually became silent. The soldiers who had been tired for a day quickly fell asleep. There were only a group of patrols at night, and they were patrolling around the barracks from time to time.

In the distance, the mist from the sea of ​​mist outside the Rodin Island quietly hit, covering the entire island in a hazy state. On such a night, the warm bed was undoubtedly the first place for people to think of.

In the center of the Rodin Island, the amber river spanning the north and south sounded a subtle sound of water, and ripples spread out, as if fish were swimming in the river, but this scene was undoubtedly a bit unusual. Because the fish in this amber river is not as beautiful as the river. After a long battle, this river has tasted the blood of the soldiers. Even the creatures in the river are full of violence, and can swallow the flesh of a creature in an instant. There are even fish in this river that like to eat bones.

However, the slight sound of water now is obviously very different from the swimming style of these piranhas. When did the piranhas become so gentle?

The dark night hides these hidden things. After a burst of water sounds, if someone is guarding the river at this moment, he will find that watermarks appear on the road on the shore from time to time, extending towards the mountains of the Iron Throne in front.

After a while, as the evening breeze blew violently, these watermarks disappeared without a trace, and the night fell into its original atmosphere again.

The Iron Throne Barracks stationed on one side of the river are undoubtedly as strong as those outside the Black Fortress. The sharp black wooden fences line up the river, and the dry blood can even be seen on these fences. You can imagine the fierce battle between the NPC forces on both sides during the day.

Even at night, the barracks guarding the front line were still on guard. Occasionally, a few beastmen were dozing off in the corner, and they would be immediately discovered by the officers who were patrolling by the patrol, and they were scolded and scolded them for making jokes about the lives of the entire barrack soldiers.

A cold evening breeze blew, waving the mist around the barracks, and faintly appeared, transparent shadows appeared around the barracks, these were thieves and druids in a hidden state.

Observing the situation in the military camp ahead, a dwarf who looked like an officer in this stealth unit nodded, then opened the team channel, and said respectfully: "Report to the three Chief Skrone who is approaching the enemy's camp. Please issue your next instructions."

The other end of the channel was silent for a while, then three Skroud's voices were heard: "Are you approaching the camp? Check the surrounding situation again and report to me."

"yes!"

These sneaking blood throne NPCs immediately dispersed and carefully checked the surrounding camps. After confirming the patrol force of the barracks, the original dwarf thief reported again: "Report to the sir, the situation in this camp is normal. Except for the patrol troops, no one else was alert, nor did he find ambushings of hidden scouts and hunters."

On the other end of the channel, Sanjo Shikro heard this and thought for a moment, the smile on his face became colder and said indifferently: "Very good! Let this military camp be the first stop of our operation. Quickly clear out the troops inside and don't give them a chance to assemble. Once you find that the enemy has responded, retreat immediately and turn to the next military camp. Do you understand?"

Listening to the channel's respectful and affirmative answer, Sanjo Skro nodded with satisfaction and hung on the team channel. His face was filled with pride and complacent expressions. Seeing that the three people beside him were looking at him, Sanjo Skroud smiled proudly: "No problem. As long as they can sneak attack more than 5 front-line barracks at night, their Iron Throne Army's morale will definitely not be able to catch up with us. By the early morning, our ranks should all be the Knight Captain. With the joint efforts of the four of us, we will definitely be able to completely throw Sarana away."

The tactics of Sanjo Skrom are very simple. In terms of team command, the four people are completely inferior to Sarana. The female knight's team command ability can even restrain four of them by just one person. However, if the enemy is killed by one side of the NPC forces between the two NPC forces of the Iron Throne and the Blood Throne, if one side of the army kills the enemy, then each person killed will not only obtain morale value, but also weaken the overall morale value of the enemy at the same time.

Although Sarana's ability to command team battles is outstanding, the NPC soldiers she can command now are limited, while there are 4 players on the throne of the Blood, and they have an absolute advantage in terms of military strength. After Sanjo Skro uses assassination troops to consume this, no matter how many [Digging Mountain Beasts] Sarana kills, she still cannot withstand the endless war of attrition such as the enemy in the end.

"A [mountain digging beast] has only a lot of morale. Killing an Iron Throne NPC soldier, we can not only gain 100 morale, but also weaken the enemy's morale at the same time. No matter how fast she kills, she cannot withstand such losses. By the early morning, we will gather our troops and launch an attack on the looted barracks. By dawn, the overall situation will be decided."

Speaking of this, Skro Sanjo couldn't help laughing proudly. He couldn't help but feel excited about this situation. He was able to defeat an opponent like Salana, even if he had gathered the strength of four people, even if he didn't defeat his opponent from the front, the result would undoubtedly be brilliant.

Looking at the way Sanjo Skrone laughed to the sky, the Taurus warrior Schlaire frowned and looked at the Iron Throne Mountains in the distance, but finally spoke without saying a word.

The priest Vala next to him smiled, his voice always low: "It is also a good thing to be able to defeat Sarana in this way, isn't it? Omi? Oh, sorry! I was wrong, you didn't have the chance to defeat her with your own hands."

Upon hearing this, the blonde thief Ome said with no expression, "This is indeed a pity for me, but since everyone has chosen the Throne of Blood, I have to consider it for my allies."

"It's really worth looking forward to!" Walla said, with a strange expression of excitement on her face. "If the morale of the Iron Throne drops to 0, will Sarana's id disappear from "Yejue"??"

Buzz...

A sudden and moving sound came from the front, and Schlaire was holding a blood-colored one-handed axe in his hand. The axe was rotating violently in his cow's palm. This was the warrior's advanced combat skill "spinning the gun". However, the three of them had an illusion that it seemed that this could only be considered a basic combat skill for them. When used from Schlairere, it was full of a heavy sense of oppression.

Walla and Sanjo Skrom stared at the Taurus Shield Armor warrior vigilantly. Only then did they remember that the shield armor warrior in front of them was not only the strongest tank in the Americas region, but also the executioner who killed the top 5 heads on the battlefield in the Americas region.

"I heard that under Sarana's sword, there has never been a physical defense. I really want to experience it myself." Schlaire looked into the distance, his tone full of regrets, "I thought I could realize such a wish in the battle between the kings, now..."

"Schlaire, you are a warrior, but don't forget that you are a tank at the same time, so you should consider your teammates." Walla's words left the Taurus warrior without saying anything.

At this moment, the communication of the three Skrok's team channel sounded. Seeing this, the night elf thief could no longer hide his joy. He seemed to see that after leaving Rodin Island, his name Three Skrok would be spreading in the global gaming industry. What a mighty glory!?

However, things in the world are always so surprising. After connecting to the team channel, what comes from it is the weak voice of the original dwarf thief: "Sir Sanji Skrom, we were attacked by the enemy, all fell into the trap, and the entire army was wiped out..."

The voice of the dwarf thief stopped abruptly, but this situation made the smile of Sanjo Skrom suddenly stagnate, and the veritable smile disappeared from his face instantly. He was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "What's going on? Answer me quickly? Answer me quickly..."

"The stealth npc troops were wiped out?"

"Dropping into a trap?"

Schlaire and the other two looked at each other. From the last words of the NPC dwarf thief, they seemed to smell an unusual breath. Walla opened the power interface and looked at another name under the list of Iron Throne players. His eyes passed by, "This sneak attack is not Sarana's style, this Jue Qian returns to the end..."?"

Next to it, the blonde human thief had already opened the outside port of the game, as if he was contacting an acquaintance on the official forum. After a moment, he said calmly: "Jueqianhui, the strongest dark horse in the Yanhuang game area, the strongest heavy artillery, the strongest adventure team captain, the members of the adventure team under his command now have only five members, but these five members are the top three masters in the major professions of the Yanhuang game area. The "Thousand-faced adventure team" is known as the "Wang Jian" of the One-step Sword Square, and is most likely to become a team of the super team."

Hearing the name "Wang Jian", even with Schlaire's calmness, the expression of the Taurus warrior changed a little. He said in a deep voice: "Is that team that eliminated the Americas in the last 5-member list of kings? The leader is the one-step sword square."

"Jue Qianhui? Is it most likely to become a super team like "Wang Jian"?" Walla's expression became solemn, "'Wang Jian' is the team that forced all Sarana's team to fight in the battle. This Jue Qianhui..."

At this time, the four people on the hill felt a real pressure for the first time. They thought that the player who joined the Iron Throne was just a passerby who was playing soy sauce, but unexpectedly, they realized that this druid was such a terrible character.

50250 (Tortoise of Iron) 51000 (Tortoise of Blood). At this time, the morale of the NPC army on both sides was unknowingly different...
Chapter completed!