The sky was gloomy, the wind was howling, the thunder roared, and lightning teared the black clouds, slashed through the sky, turning into silver snakes dancing in the sky.

The ground is a vast black and gray desert. The terrain of the desert is very flat, but it has a slight slope from west to east.

At this time, two neatly arranged armies were facing each other under the storm and dark clouds, and they could hardly see the boundaries at first glance.

If there are more than a thousand soldiers, there are no borders. If there are more than a thousand soldiers, there are no borders!

As soon as they entered the death mode copy, what was placed in front of Ye Hen and others was nothing else, but the two armies, like groups of ants, were beating drums and making gestures. It seemed that a war was about to begin and the two armies were about to fight.

The black clouds suppressed the army, and in the camps of both sides, the powerful golden drums pierced the sky and reached the nine heavens.

System: The countdown to the dungeon begins, and the remaining time is 4 hours and 59 minutes. Please expel all undead soldiers within the time limit.

When the system prompted, Ye Hen and others couldn't help but feel confused. Looking at the boundless black army in front of them, the only thought they could rise was that there were many people!

"It seems that we guessed it right. The soldiers in Death mode are indeed 10 times more than those in Hero mode. The total number of these troops in front of us is probably no less than 200,000..." Looking at the overwhelming army ahead, Luo Yue took the lead and said in a slightly self-deprecating tone: "If you want to clear 200,000 people in 5 hours, will the master brain look down on players too much?"

Since this desert has a slope of about 5 degrees, the terrain between Ye Hen and others is slightly higher than the position of the soldiers in front of them. The perspective is very wide. Therefore, it can almost take all the dark army in front of them.

As many as 200,000 undead soldiers, each of them stood upright like a javelin, and their formations were neatly arranged.

Moreover, these undead soldiers all had a solemn expression, and they were full of murderous auras that could only be honed on the battlefield. Compared with the formations that the so-called guilds always put on, they were simply from heaven and underground.

Not only that, the 100,000 soldiers on each side, and the weapons and equipment of the 100,000 soldiers on each side are almost exactly the same, either the same black armor or the vast yellow armor. It looks like 100,000 people are cloned based on one person.

On the entire battlefield, a 200,000 army can also be regarded as two giants fighting, one black-armored giant and the other yellow-armored giant!

With this alone, players in the guild camp who are of varying quality and dressing casually can't catch up with these NPC armies.

A true soldier is made of iron blood and war, and it is by no means possible to get the essence by imitating it.

"Looking at this formation, I'm afraid there are 200,000 people... Wait, let me calculate first... We are 100 members of the group. The enemy is 200,000. That means, each of us has to kill an average of 2,000 undead soldiers." Brother Cannon pinched his fingers and calculated; "5 hours, it is 300 minutes, that is, 18,000 seconds-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Brother Dapao's words are rough and not rough. Although his math was taught by a physical education teacher when he was a child, after a few minutes of finger-walking, he still reluctantly calculated the composite arithmetic accurately.

"2,000 per person, one per 9 seconds on average..."

Everyone chewed this sentence and felt a bitterness surge from their throats. They opened their mouths to speak, but they didn't know what to say.

You should know that almost all the members of the deforestation team present have made copies of three levels: ordinary, elite and hero mode.

They all know very well that the difficulty of the dungeon is not only increasing by 10 times, but even the strength of these undead soldiers will increase in order as the difficulty of the dungeon increases.

Although it is not the type of soldier who rises exponentially, soldiers in death mode will definitely be much stronger than those in hero mode.

This can be seen from the bright weapons in the hands of these soldiers and the shiny black armor on their bodies.

In the hero mode, the health of ordinary soldiers is about 10,000. Even as first-class masters, they still need at least a dozen strokes to solve one.

In the death mode, the soldier's health will definitely be even more than that. In this case, it is simply difficult to kill a undead soldier in 9 seconds.

"Sister Yue, what should we do now?" Brother Dapao looked at Luo Yue with a frown, looking worried, looking like he didn't know where to go.

In the three copies below the death mode, he can be calm and decisive. However, when facing a total of 200,000 well-trained undead army, Brother Cannon was a little at a loss.

"Don't be anxious, we can't act rashly, so as not to get caught in the siege. Let's see the situation first." Even Luo Yue couldn't help but feel slightly moved. "Of course, if anyone in the regiment has a better solution, please feel free to discuss with everyone--this is a land reclamation. Any strange ideas can be expressed. If you don't try it, no one knows if it will work..."

The moon-falling eyebrows swept away and said with blinking their bright eyes.

However, this sentence seemed to be said to the members of the entire team, but her eyes remained on Ye Hen.

I don’t know if it was because of the last copy of Dark Night Valley, Luo Yue would always think that Ye Hen knew more than they did, and there were more than a little more.

"Ahem... President Luoyue is right. We can't be reckless, it's better to use static and act calmly." However, Ye Hen did not make any constructive suggestions, but just nodded in agreement.

It’s not that Ye Hen hides his own interests, but that he has not yet figured out the situation. If he just takes action, once he is surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops, let alone Ye Hen can fly over the eaves and walls, even if he learns the skills of an old man in the land, he will probably be dug out by hundreds of thousands of troops.

"Since even Wuhen said that, let's see the situation first before making a decision." Hearing this, Luo Yue gave Ye He a little disappointed look.

"President Luoyue, please wait. I see that since he entered the dungeon, President Liuguang has always been smiling, as if he has been confident." However, Ye Hen's mind was not at the bright and moving Luoyue at this moment, but kept staring at Liuguang with suspicious signs. "I wonder if President Liuguang has any tricks for this situation?"

As soon as Ye Hen said this, not only Luo Yue and Brother Dapao were surprised, but even the other members of the land reclamation team were confused and were very puzzled by the abnormality between them one after another.

Whether it is the conflicts and contradictions in the Valley of Dark Night or the real swords and guns in the city battle, the swords and rose masters who can enter this pioneering group will almost hear about it, and naturally they are very clear about the feud between Ye Hen and Liu Guang.

However, today's sun seemed to be coming out from the west, and these two old enemies who had always been disliked were constantly praising each other.

Moreover, their words were almost not hidden in their smiles, but in their sincere words. Everyone was curious, who was acting?

.(To be continued!~!
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