Chapter 1205： Battle of Moro River (1/2)
The North Bank of the Moluo River.
The thunderbolt stood on a 2-meter-high soil slope, and watched the gathered men solemnly. At present, nearly 600,000 people have gathered, but this has reached a limit, and other players are either surrounded by Nowhere else could come, or the slain had lost confidence in the guild and was reluctant to return.
”These people are not enough. Don't say that you will lay down a main city. Even if you do, you will not be able to defend.” Yan Long Wushuang said.
Ghost said: ”I know, but we only have such a few people now, what to do if we don't fight?”
Thunderbolt said: ”Korim has made it clear that they will not provide us with any kind of assistance, and we are strictly forbidden to cross the Moro River. We will not fight.”
”Fuck.” Ghostly cursed: ”It wasn't the boss organization ...”
The thunderbolt was stopped by the thunderbolt and said, ”Do n’t mention those things, think about what to do first. We will find a way to gather these 600,000 players in the next period, and we will fight Luyang. Simple things. ”
Ghost asked in surprise: ”Do you want to keep them together for a long time?”
Perak nodded and said, ”It's not easy to gather these people. If they disperse, it will be almost impossible to gather them in the future.”
Ghost charm and Yan Long both bowed their heads in thought, but at this moment, there was a cold hum around the thunderbolts.
”I still want to gather for a long time. I can't let you all go through today.” Lu Yang's three-dimensional picture suddenly appeared 5 meters in front of the three.
”Lu Yang?” Thunderbolt quickly protected himself, asking: ”Who is around, give me out.”
Han Fei slowly revealed his body 10 meters away from the Perak Sword. He looked at the Perak Sword with a sneer and said, ”Don't look at me, I'm talking to you who is in the screen.”
The three looked at Lu Yang's three-dimensional projection.
Ghost roared: ”Lu Yang, you shameless villain, you use a wicked trick.”
Lu Yang asked: ”Did I design a trap to hurt my men, Pei Zicheng? Or was Xu Qinger whom I was looking to frame my men, Liu Baicheng?”
He said more and more angry, pointing at ghosts and other people in a cold voice, ”None of you can run away, I want you to get out of this game.”
”It's up to you? You don't have this qualification yet.” Yan Long Wushuang asked with a sneer.
”Really?” Lu Yang said with a cold hum. ”Look around you.”
”Woo ~~!”
”Woo ~~!”
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The low trumpet sound came from all directions. Yanlong Wushuang and others looked around. Including the south bank of the Moluo River, a large number of iron brother brother alliance players appeared in four directions at the same time. Karp, Li Wenxing and the rushing rush came with pride.
”No, we are surrounded.”