"If you act, you have to act in the full set...v"

Just now, Sister Wu grabbed Nian's arm holding the bow, and said this lightly.

So even though the audience was on the city wall and the audio-visual display effect was not satisfactory, Sister Wu still acted in a dedicated manner according to the "script" scene by scene every year.

Even lines that only the two of them could hear were spoken in a loud and emotional way, making Nian Nian feel embarrassed to use um oh oh oh ye ye ye 3 3 to fool things.

Perhaps, this is also to show it to our own people. Every year I think of the siege, there seem to be some scattered people.

The slowdown effect I ate on the watchtower every year shows that their acting skills are successful. The man in blue shirt is a player who is not a Fengyacun player.

So every year I gave him an arrow without hesitation, hitting the shoulder. It’s all the acting! At my level as a master, the enemy must see some blood to be true, right?

When the players who were guarding the city finally couldn't help but rushed out of the city gate, they thought that the good show they participated in could finally end, and the actors could also thank the audience and receive a wave of applause (or curses?).

Who would have thought that just as the defending players were about to approach the attacking tent, someone yelled at the siege players

"These grandsons are here! We are fighting hard! Kill a few more before the general dies!"

Then more than a dozen players surrounding the tent immediately turned around and stared at these guys who wanted to "take advantage of the situation" and sharpened their knives.

"No, brother, we are here to get the prize for participation, really!"

Someone among the defending players saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly explained.

"Assess your sister! I'm going to be over, I'll kill a few!"

This not only reminds the siege players who are at a loss around the tent, but also reminds these stolen defenders.

This general is almost dead, and he loses when he dies, so why don’t you hurry up and kill more people to earn points now?

The person who had just tried to call him brother immediately changed his expression and rushed forward without saying a word.

Seeing the two men fighting together and the several players who fell from the siege, they were lying on the top of a felt tent not far away, and were confused every year.

The one I shot just now was not a real general, right?

If you look closely, hey, those people who were hacked to death seem to be Feng Yacun’s people?

Every year, I can see some clues.

Although Feng Yacun's players shouted and killed with their mouths and were fierce on their faces, the positions of these people were not at all chaotic. Although they were a little uneven, they were definitely in order.

And what about the players who defend the city?

Like the unlucky guys who died tragically just now, Feng Yacun's man made a point with one sentence on the left and one sentence on the right, and his realistic and ferocious expression made his head so passionately that he was rushing. I don't know how much rational it was left.

And these rationality should be used to pay attention to the stern reprimands from time to time in the big tent.

The "skylight" that she opened just now was very small. A felt blanket was torn open by her bulging tent, and she pulled out a big hole in the direction she jumped down, like a peeled orange peel, half hanging to the ground.

Through the gaps exposed between the siege players "inadvertently", the defenders who were facing the enemy's tent could clearly see the torn opening and the red figure walking in the place.

"How is it? Can you save it?"

"What?"

"Continue! I must hold back this breath!"

Three sentences in a row, one sentence is louder than the other, and one sentence is excited than the other.

The last sentence ended, the red figure finally felt the hot gaze outside the tent. When he turned around, his sharp eyes were at the city guard player who was stretching his neck to look at her. He was so scared that he shuddered. He quickly looked away and gestured randomly with a knife.

"Listen to the people of Feng Yacun, kill these miscellaneous things for me in one minute!"

The cold woman's voice came from the wound on the tent, instantly igniting everyone's blood because they were "fragments" and the other side was because they wanted to destroy the "fragments".

"Fuck, I'll fight!"

The defending players who ran out of the city gate were already full of grievances. They were called "Miscellaneous" at this moment and could not bear it anymore. They gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, regardless of whether Shao Wu was a man or a woman, beautiful or ugly, and just wanted to rush into the big tent and punch her hard.

After fighting this battlefield, they were first designed to make dumplings by someone - they admitted that they were indeed underestimating the enemy, so Feng Yacun was unintentional, so they died in the first wave.

Later, because a lunatic on the other side was disrupted, a total of 60 of them faced the crisis of being "passively slacking off". They had to abandon the Great Wall. They ignored the winners and losses of this game and first kept their qualifications to enter the battlefield.

As a result, before he could get out, he was ridiculed by these garbage who could not catch the real murderer?

"You guys have the ability to catch that every year! You can't even beat a little girl's cousin. Now you're angry with us? You guys are all raised by her, right?"

“…”

After being named suddenly, Niannian felt something was wrong. He was inexplicably caught in the shooting. But why did he not think it was very inexplicable?

Before I could catch the thought that flashed through my mind every year, the two men below twitched into a group again. After all, the hatred between the two sides had almost been aroused by words, and it was time to prove yourself with actions.

Every year I sat on the top of the felt tent with my chin in my arms for a while, and when I came to my senses, I found that the battle situation below was already a bit tragic.

After all, Feng Yacun's people were really prepared, and the players who were guarding the city were really angry. They didn't even notice that they had been pushed step by step towards the city gate by Feng Yacun's people.

Moreover, while Feng Yacun's people were fighting, they continued to tease each other in various ways, such as "Whoever retreated first is raised by that person", "I will spare you by calling grandpa", "Guess how many seconds it will take for me to chop you up", etc.

For a moment, the city guards who were passionate and passionate, naturally did not get much benefit when facing the actually calm Feng Yacun players, but their courage to "sad soldiers will win" did indeed help them gain a lot of heads.

Seeing that the city defenders who had even used the method of "died together" were used, they shook their heads every year and sent out a rain of arrows, hoping to send a group of people back to the resurrection camp in the city first.

Seeing the Rain of Arrows staring at his own people as if he had eyes, a defender player in the city saw Feng Yacun in front of him stand up and protect him with his body as a shield!

As a result, the "shield" turned around and sent it to him without waiting for the protection, and stabbed it directly into his chest. Finally, he cursed fiercely.

"Fuck! If you want to die, you have to die at my hands!"

There are more than one player who is protected and stabbed after being stabbed, but some people hear "You can't get the cheapest man!", and some people hear "The smelly sb who steals the head!".

Of course, there are also a few defending players who are sent back to the city every year, but more of them are still in a complicated mood and stunned for a moment.

In fact, everyone is a victim!

"Brother, we have no grievances or grudges at all. Why don't we kill each other together first?"

"Don't kill me! All my generals are going to die! Let's kill you first!"

The person who originally thought he could have a good chat was immediately given a sword ruthlessly, but he could only curse these people, fearing that they were stunned by being angry, and struggled to resist.

At this moment, a crisp and lively voice came from the side of the riot

"Hey, hey, your general is still alive! I have agreed that I will only shoot that puppet, don't disbelieve in my accuracy, okay?"

The person who heard this immediately turned his head and turned to a beam of green light flying out, making his eyes fall on the big tent.

The green light flew to the big tent in the blink of an eye. The next moment, the green light divided into three, turned into three spiral air, pierced into the felt tent, stirring up the rags in the sky and fell down, revealing several figures inside.

Sister Wu, wearing red clothes, couldn't react and was covered in rags, making her look so embarrassed.

But at this time, it was not Sister Wu who attracted everyone's attention, but the golden armored man in the middle of the tent, and a man wearing a national-faced face next to "him".

"Great General?"

"Puppet?Puppet?We were cheated again?"

"You guys are just too much!"

"Fuck! You can play this trick!! You can do it with real skills!!"

The defending player who was indignant just now became so sad that he instantly felt sad, and his urge to kill was even stronger.

"Haha, Sister Wu is so amazing. She actually deceived you all. By the way, my acting skills are good, right?"

Every year, who revealed the "truth", jumped off the tent and looked at everyone with a smile, as if waiting for cheers and applause.

Of course, in fact, there are no two, only the eyes of the defending players who want to eat people.

Every year shrugged, walked back to the big tent, looked at Sister Wu, who looked a little embarrassed, kindly pointed to her left ear

"There is a little rag on it."

"Thanks."

Sister Wu raised her hand calmly and plucked her hair in her ears, looking at her smile every day

"You're smart."

"But you are not kind anymore, beautiful sister!"

Nian Nian curled her lips and said, "It's fine to use me to act, but I did get the score anyway, but later I was trashing the blame and drawing a clear line. Do you really think I'm stupid?"

If Feng Yacun's players really let the play end, can she still fight on the battlefield every year?

He killed his own general and robbed people. Every day he felt that his name as a "battlefield cancer" would be impossible to clear even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

On the other hand, the elegant and elegant person not only won, but also scored points, and created an innocent image of his victim, successfully kicking her aside every year.

"You said," Niannian stood in front of Sister Wu and asked jokingly.

"Do they hate me or you now?"
Chapter completed!