In the face of a sudden attack, the morale of the attacked party will be reduced. In addition, without any psychological preparation, it will be easily defeated by players who forcefully log in. The white man has used this method several times.

Use this skill to turn defeat into victory.

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When he saw the sailor suddenly falling from the sky, Wang Hao was obviously stunned. This was indeed beyond his expectation. He didn't expect that the other party actually had such a skill.

However, when he saw Hal proactively mobilizing sailors to eliminate the invaders without any instructions from him, Wang Hao suddenly laughed.

The battle soon entered its final stage.

In fact, Wang Hao didn't even move his feet. The whole battle was commanded by Hal. In terms of the number and training level of the sailors, as well as the selection of the commander, the white man did not have any advantage. The outcome was naturally a long time ago.

Destined.

The sailors who forcibly landed had been wiped out, leaving only the big white man. It was only then that Hal walked up to Wang Hao expressionlessly and said mechanically: "The intruder has been captured, what should we do with the leader?"

Please give me your instructions, Captain."

It seems that no matter what time, the treatment of players and NPCs is still different. For example, Hal just kills some sailors without feeling the need to ask for instructions. However, the player captain is very careful in handling them.

Be cautious and careful.

Wang Hao didn't know whether this was a system setting or the other person's personality. He just looked at the other person and said, "Take me over and have a look!"

He had a good memory, and even though it was just a quick glance, he recognized that this player was the one who had taken the lead in PKing him, and he couldn't help but feel a little interested.

"Do we have a grudge?" Wang Hao waved his hand to the surrounding sailors to disperse, and slapped the tall and thick white man in the face with interest. He seemed to want to see something from his expression.

In response to Wang Hao's question, the big white man just nodded. Then he seemed to shut up.

It seems that this is really a tough guy.

For a moment, Wang Hao felt a sense of guilt in his heart. But he just thought about it.

The road he is going to take is destined to be full of ups and downs, and he is bound to step on the bones of countless people to climb the ladder of victory. This is a world where the weak eat the strong.

"Kill him."

When Wang Hao turned around, he gave an order to Hal beside him. In terms of attributes alone, Hal was almost no worse than a player. His combat experience was even more abundant. Even if it was just one-on-one, the big white man in front of him might not be Hal.

Your opponent.

Hal obviously understood what Wang Hao meant, and asked the sailors around him to clear a space, and drew out the scimitar in his hand, pointing the sword at the location of the big white man.

This is a universal challenge move, and the big white man naturally understands it. He expressionlessly picked up a long sword thrown by the opponent and moved his wrist. Although it was not as smooth as the previous equipment, it was still acceptable.

"In this person's heart, the status of this NPC is not low. Presumably, if he kills him, the other party will also feel distressed, right?"

Although he felt the humiliation of being slighted, there was a hint of excitement hidden in the eyes of the big white man. As long as he killed this high-level NPC in front of him, even death would be worth it.

If Wang Hao knew the psychological thoughts of the person opposite him, he would probably be extremely depressed. How much hatred would it take for the other person to hold such a grudge?

However, Wang Hao turned around and left after saying those words. He believed that Hal's ability was enough to handle the rest of the matter, while he had a headache on how to face the five men of Pluto Moon who were about to meet.

"Cross Sword Technique - Thrust."

Although cross swordsmanship is only a mainland product in continental Europe, its status is roughly equivalent to domestic moves such as splitting Huashan Mountain and sweeping thousands of armies. However, most of these moves and skills have been refined over time, and their actual combat capabilities are extremely strong.

The big white man obviously has a good foundation in reality. His movements are as fast as a cunning rabbit. With a flick of his wrist, the knight sword in his hand is like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and the tip of the sword is pointed directly at the opponent's vitals.

Seeing the opponent's posture, Hal couldn't help but have a look of solemnity on his face.

He first dodged sideways, only briefly dodging the vital position, and then he shouted lowly, "Roaring in frustration." He slashed at the opponent with his backhand.

The big white man felt the long sword in his hand pierce the opponent's skin and couldn't help but hesitate. The strong force was suddenly relieved by three points, and then there was a sharp pain in the abdomen.

"That's so fucking exciting."

The big white man also had a fierce temperament. Even though he was injured, he did not retreat at all and launched another brazen attack.

Hal did not speak, but expressed his attitude with practical actions.

One person, an elite boatswain, was just exchanging injuries for injuries, consuming each other's health.

If Wang Hao were here, I'm afraid he would be heartbroken and would never agree to what Hal did.

But at this moment, the expression on Hal's face was very cheerful, and he could faintly see a smile, which was a very rare thing.

The result of exchanging injury for injury was that both sides suffered losses in the end. It was just that the big white man had been injured earlier, but now he still suffered a big loss despite fighting hard.

The big white man fell in a pool of blood, his spirit already on the verge of death. Suddenly, he seemed to see the green name above the head of the NPC he had just fought with, and he was shocked, "It's him!"

But these words could no longer be uttered.

After the opponent closed his eyes, Hal hid his name again. This was the only thing he could do for this opponent, at least to let the opponent understand whose hands he died in.

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