During the day, Fang Zhiwen squatted patiently in the dungeon. The arrow bandit who shot all the arrows stared blankly at Fang Zhiwen who was practicing spear under the village wall. Fang Zhiwen was still a simple stab in front of the lunge. He made a mark on the wooden stakes on the village wall, and he had to stab on this mark every time. After a whole day, Fang Zhiwen no longer remembers how many times he stabbed, and there were always thousands of times. If it weren't for the durability of the village wall being high enough and Fang Zhiwen controlled the strength of the stabbing, it would be possible that the village wall would be directly breached by Fang Zhiwen.

There is still no one coming to break into the dungeon today. Fang Zhiwen is a little strange. Do players not play generals or lords, but they all play rangers and life professions?

Naturally, he would not know that it was because Liehuo Hongyan Studio undertakes a large number of breakthrough tasks and arranges all players who have the opportunity to break the level to start the group charge in five days, hoping to send everyone to pass the level at once.

After finally getting dark, Fang Zhiwen finally let go of his suppressed hands and feet, opened the target on the village wall, and then broke the gate like a whirlwind swept the fallen leaves, sweeping the three and second village masters, taking turns to the front three passes again and again, making the three and second village masters feel in pain. Fortunately, they have no souls, otherwise they will definitely go crazy.

Fang Zhiwen remembered it very clearly that he killed the second village leader 75 times that night. He calculated that he killed 7,500 bandits in one night. What a scary number, but unfortunately, his level was only at level 8. According to his past experience, he had to spend four or five days. Unfortunately, he couldn't work during the day, otherwise it would be enough for two or three days.

Fang Zhiwen didn't know that Fang Xiaomei and Li Xueyin searched near Heifeng Village for a long time, and finally thought that the boss had been killed by someone else, so the matter was stopped. They even almost delayed the business of breaking the barrier. However, they had a guess about Fang Zhiwen's identity based on Fang Zhiwen's equipment. It might be that the intermediate troops were randomly fired out by the system, but unfortunately they didn't get it, so they didn't know what good things would come out.

Fang Zhiwen spent the next few days in crazy monster-scraping and practicing. When he was tired of practicing the spear, he practiced the ring-headed sword, and only practiced one move of stabbing and drawing swords. After several thousand times a day, he can almost move with his heart as he wants, but he has not been able to control the direction well. Don’t worry, practice slowly, and one day he believes that his center-level gun can be refined.

At night, he was crazily slaughtering monsters. As his shooting speed became faster and faster, the spear stabbed faster and faster, and the speed of slaughtering monsters became faster and faster. On the last night, he wiped out 9,000 bandits in one night, and one hundred thousand people slaughtered a day. As expected, a general became famous and ten thousand bones.

When the experience bars of the elite soldiers at level 11 are finally filled, the attributes of Fang Zhiwen are:

Wild monster elite soldier level 11 (not transferred)

Attack 24+15

Defense 24+7

Speed ​​10+2+3

Physical strength 520

Fang Zhiwen's current data is the data after the general militia is cultivated. In fact, this data is obtained at the top level of high-level troops, but compared with those special troops, it is basically only half the value. Therefore, theoretically speaking, cultivating militias is almost useless, and cultivating special troops is almost the same. However, there is an advantage in cultivating militias, which is that they are average, and all indicators are relatively average, while special troops are often seriously biased.

This will be reflected when entering a military general. Those with serious abilities must have corresponding military general template cards. If they use the wrong template, they will be abolished. The military generals trained by militia can do any card, which means they are very plastic and have a great chance of understanding the skills earlier.

But all this is still a hidden secret, waiting for everyone to discover it.

After sorting out his equipment, carrying about a dozen arrow bags and carrying a black iron spear, Fang Zhiwen bravely walked towards Juyi Hall.

The battlefield immediately opened, and just before the steps of the Juyi Hall, five hundred elite soldiers were divided into five battle formations. The Dazhai master stood on the steps with great enthusiasm. When he saw that there was only one challenger and his identity was actually a wild soldier, he couldn't help but be stunned. With his IQ, he really couldn't figure it out, so he had to speak according to the given lines.

"The bold thief dares to break into my Heifeng Village. I really think that there is no one in my Heifeng Village!"

Fang Zhiwen looked at the big village leader posing with Pusi, and finally someone talked to me! He was so excited!

"Big, Dazhaizhu, I can't do it if I don't make a breakthrough. If you can help me change my position and become a general, I will turn around and leave, what if?"

"The bold thief dares to break into my Heifeng Village. I really think that there is no one in my Heifeng Village!"

"I'm really not lying to you."

"The bold thief dares to break into my Heifeng Village. I really think that there is no one in my Heifeng Village!"

"I'm going, it turns out to be a phonograph. I thought it had a high IQ!"

"The bold thief dares to break into my Heifeng Village. I really think that there is no one in my Heifeng Village!"

"Go to die!"

"How dare you insult me? Young men, kill me!"

"**, go to die!"

Fang Zhiwen threw away the iron spear in his hand, threw away the arrow bags, lifted up the longbow and rushed forward, ready to abuse the archers, but before he could even open the bow, his heart suddenly felt cold. Fang Zhiwen subconsciously placed the longbow in his hand in a square, and a heavy black feathered arrow "swish-hiss" with Li Xiao and flew over Fang Zhiwen's left shoulder, bringing a scattered blood arrow.

Retreat! Fang Zhiwen had no time to think about it and quickly retreated. At this time, the second black feather arrow had already come straight to his chest. Fang Zhiwen twisted his wrist, which was numb and numb, and rubbed the feather arrow slightly. The feather arrow that would have shot through Fang Zhiwen's heart "pu" through the leather armor and inserted it into his right chest.

Severe pain!

Fang Zhiwen didn't care about that much and quickly retreated. The third feather arrow was finally driven away by his longbow grid and flew into the air behind him.

After retreating for twenty or thirty meters, Fang Zhiwen stopped. The leader of the village was looking at him proudly, looking contemptuous, while the elite soldiers were still slowly maintaining their formation and pressing forward.

Fang Zhiwen pulled out the feather arrow from his chest, and there was another severe pain, but Fang Zhiwen didn't feel the pain. Only the angry flames were burning. After looking at his attributes, he had 80 points left in his physical strength, and he almost finished!

Fang Zhiwen glanced at the big village leader standing on the steps, snorted, stood there and returned to his physical strength. While setting a bow and taking the arrow to shoot quickly, almost the feather arrows in Liancheng accurately captured the lives of the bow and arrow bandits in the battle formation. When the bandits entered the range, Fang Zhiwen began to move sideways and backwards, while continuing to shoot hard. Soon, one of the teams of bow and arrow bandits were all killed.

The big village leader's eyes moved, looking at the situation in front of him with some confusion, as if he could not think of a better way to deal with it, so he had to continue to maintain the order to compress Fang Zhiwen's activity space backwards. However, this battlefield was a bit special. Because the place where the war started was close to the Juyi Hall, the space behind Fang Zhiwen was quite large. Fang Zhiwen controlled the rhythm. When he finally retreated to the edge of the battlefield, two hundred bandit archers had been completely slaughtered.

Fang Zhiwen quickly destroyed one of the teams, then rushed over from the breakthrough point, returned to the initial position, picked up his black iron spear, and began to massacre under the strange gaze of the Great Village Master. Generally speaking, the word "flying" is used when fighting spears, but Fang Zhiwen cannot use this word. While he retreated, he stabbed quickly. In front of him, it was like a continuous heavy rain, flying towards the enemy, bringing up a flurry of blood mist. As he retreated, a wide blood path was left on the ground.

Thorn! Thorn! Thorn!…..

Without fatigue and pity, Fang Zhiwen's mood was as calm as water. He just looked at the gap between the wooden shield, looked at the enemy's throat, stabbed, and stabbed again!

"Roar!" With a roar, the leader of the village finally couldn't sit still. In fact, there were less than fifty bandits on the field.

Fang Zhiwen let go of his spear, stretched out his hand to pick up a steel shield from behind, and pulled out the ring-headed knife with a "snap" with his right hand and rushed towards the leader of the village. The archer was not good at melee combat, so now he could only bet on this. Comparing with the archer's shooting skills with the bow general, that would definitely be a death.

With the sword in the ring head, a bandit fell to the ground. Fang Zhiwen's body side, and the steel shield on his left arm was tilted at a small inclination.

The black feather arrow of "Ding" and "Chila" was rubbed out. Fang Zhiwen's body was excited. The power of the feather arrow was amazing. Fortunately, it used the principle of reflection angle.

Continue to rush, block the arrow, the black feather arrow was rubbed out, and then rushed...

The leader of the village hesitated for a moment. According to the regular battle, he should retreat at this time. His speed was definitely higher than that of Fang Zhiwen, but the little confusion and pride in his heart still made him hesitate for a while, but this hesitation was brought close by by Fang Zhiwen.

Fang Zhiwen didn't know why the Dazhaizhu refused to retreat. He always guessed that the Dazhaizhu's speed must be higher than his. If the Dazhaizhu started flying kites, Fang Zhiwen decided to rush to Juyi Hall, which might attract the Dazhaizhu to come back, but he did not expect that the Dazhaizhu would not retreat.

Fang Zhiwen didn't care about that much. The iron shield in his hand raised and his body squatted down. This fake move immediately tricked the Great Village Master. His last arrow passed through the Iron Shield and wiped Fang Zhiwen's scalp and shot it into the ground not far behind him. Fang Zhiwen's ring-headed knife pierced the Great Village Master's left foot without hesitation, which hurts!!

The Great Village Master shouted and wanted to pull his feet, but was nailed to the ground by a ring-headed knife. Fang Zhiwen stirred hard, and the Great Village Master was so painful that all the arrows in his hand fell down. Fang Zhiwen saw that the opportunity was enough, and immediately drew the sword, stabbed it from bottom to top, and stabbed it into the Great Village Master's lower abdomen, and then twisted and pulled it violently.

With a puff, the blood rain flew out with gray and unknown objects. The Great Village Master roared and retreated. Fang Zhiwen used the force to spin up and turned around. The ring-headed knife in his right hand used the first strike. He slashed the neck of the Great Village Master. The Great Village Master's head flew up, and a bunch of blood soared into the sky, pouring Fang Zhiwen all over.

A heat flow suddenly poured into Fang Zhiwen's body, as if it was thrown into the fire, but his body was unable to move. His vision was blood red. The severe pain made Fang Zhiwen's face twisted very ferociously. He wanted to roar but couldn't open his mouth. He clenched his fists tightly, almost shattering the joints of his fingers. It hurts! No! Desire!

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