They have been besieged for so many days, and every player is playing the game with a strong sense of hunger. Who can stand this?

Originally, they were a group of pampered players who only played games to find happiness. Once they encountered setbacks, the feeling of wanting to give up was unimaginable. What's more, how could noble North American players starve? Such a thing as starvation

, what does it have to do with them?

Therefore, although Cavalry Cut, Skywalker and others worked hard to boost morale, things in Magic Dragon City still hit rock bottom on the last day!

Now, Ding Jilin, Jiang Yan, Angry Bird and others led their way into the city. Cavalry Cut, Cut King, Skywalker and others were killed one after another. The entire Demon Dragon City felt like it was leaderless.

But this time, it is the fourth death of the Cavalry Blade, and the death penalty is a 24-hour state of nothingness, so there is no need to think about it. It is impossible to see the Cavalry Blade Queen again in this national war.

…

At the same time, the national server Firehalberd City.

With his three thousand swords in hand, Sword Lord once again led 100+ Chinese server players to jump out of the city and into the US server's position, desperately attacking the frozen wonder not far from the city.

In the sky, figures crisscrossed each other, and the American server sent a large number of flying and cavalry players to intercept and kill them. Broken bones were everywhere, and the scene of blood raining from the sky was too horrible to watch.

After more than an hour of rushing, there were fewer and fewer Chinese players outside the city, and almost all of them were wiped out!

Only Baishou Sanqianjian, Jianjun and others were still pushing hard, but in the end... Baishou Sanqianjian still fell. This time it was closer. He fell about 60 yards away from the Eternal Fire.

From his position, he could almost see the contemptuous eyes of Eternal Flame clearly.

"Shuashuashua..."

Firehalberd City, the Great Cemetery, and the shadows of countless national server players were refreshed.

Baishou Sanqianjian sat down next to a hero's tombstone, his face was ashen and he said nothing.

"Still trying?"

The sword master patted his shoulder lightly and said, "Brother, forget it...there is really no chance. If you try again, you will just let everyone accompany you to death, and this time we will have to go to jail for 12 hours before we come out."

It was at least three o'clock in the afternoon."

"I want to try again."

The white-headed Three Thousand Swordsman looked into the distance with a determined look.

"Are you crazy?!"

The sword master's mood collapsed a little, and he pointed at Bai Shou Sanqian and said, "I will take the entire guild's brothers to die with you! Jiang Chen, calm down, what's the point of doing this? You know you will fail, but you still

Want to go?"

"I……"

Bai Shou Sanqian Jian hugged his long sword and trembled all over. When he looked up again, tears were in his eyes and he said softly, "I know I can't succeed. I just want to confirm how far I am from that step...

"
Chapter completed!