The Great Thief of Online Games

Flying all the way from Mist Valley to Grumgau Camp, there are more and more people below.

The scene in front of him completely shocked him. In front of his eyes, countless players gathered to surround the Grumgao camp three floors away from the three floors. With this as the center, the smoke of the battle spread infinitely.

There are group battles, hundreds of people versus hundreds of people, long-range and close combat bite together, and pieces of white light representing death overlap and shoot away into the sky. Good or bad equipment, high or low skills, have no effect. Dozens of attacks Even if his skills hit him, even a star racer can't make a splash.

No wonder the few people who stared at them were running so far away. They clearly didn't dare to get close to here.

There are also some that are relatively scattered, and it is difficult to distinguish between the tribe and the alliance, so just keep attacking.

There is a mode in Dawn, the camp mode, which is designed to deal with this kind of scenario. You don’t have to worry about accidental injuries. This is a game after all.

The inability to pass through people is an important factor that limits the scale. Even if you have tens of thousands of people who want to swarm in, there is no way to move the space. You can only spread them out layer by layer, creating a smoke-filled environment throughout the map.

From the conversation on the regional channel, Lu Li learned that the alliance's resistance camp had fallen.

All the resistance NPCs have been slaughtered and can only be respawned tomorrow. This is also the fuse of the Stranglethorn Valley war.

In fact, the resistance camp was very simple, with no hotel, no teleportation point, and not even a decent NPC. After being slaughtered, it had little impact on the Alliance players in Stranglethorn Vale. They all came out from Booty Bay.

But alliance players don’t think so, it’s just a shame!

His face was swollen from the beating. If he didn't hit him back, would he still look like a man?

As a result, an unprecedented war began that swept millions of people from the Alliance tribes and spread across the entire Stranglethorn Valley map.

On this map, which is said to take most of a day to complete every corner, there are dense battles everywhere, and the core location is the tribal camp Grumgol Camp.

Camp Grumgol is not a crude place like a rebel camp.

There are a large number of Grumgau guards and NPCs here. Commander Agrogosh and Prophet Moksaldin Dunima are BOSSs, and their levels are not generally high.

Arrow towers, turrets, flying dragons, airships, if this is not abnormal enough, you also have to face mercenaries from Booty Bay.

Even if there are no tribal players, it will not be easy for thousands of alliances to destroy this camp.

Fortunately, the number of people on both sides is not in the order of thousands, which makes the battle uncertain. If the Horde players do not stick to the Grumgol camp, it will indeed be a matter of time for the Alliance to capture the camp.

But overall, alliance players occupy a serious disadvantage.

Stranglethorn Vale appears to be the only region of Azeroth that has not been touched by the war. The ancient troll civilization, the Gurubashi civilization, built magnificent cities, inhabited by trolls and later goblins. Later, the city fell into ruins and the trolls split into hostile tribes. After the Third War, Thrall's orcs settled here with their allies, the Darkspear clan, those jungle trolls who gave up their cannibalistic habits.

A group of trolls broke away from the Darkspear tribe and claimed to join the tribe and these trolls no longer captured travelers and cooked them.

Because of these trolls, the Horde basically controls most of Stranglethorn Vale. On this map, Alliance players have to teleport to Booty Bay first, and then rush to the battlefield at Grumgol Camp, while Horde players can teleport to from all over the world. Camp Grumgol joins the battle.

The procurement of supplies and repair equipment are also subject to this factor.

The Sword of Judgment launched an attack on the Grumgal Camp in the northeast direction of the Grumgal Camp in the form of a collective group, which restrained a large number of tribal players from defending against the sea.

The glutinous rice balls with sesame filling opened a portal, and players of Sword of Judgment were continuously pulled to the front line.

On the surface, such a battle would cause a lot of damage to the guild's strength. It doesn't matter if the equipment is picked up by a skilled person anyway, but this is the wild, and if you fail, you will lose experience.

However, the Sword of Judgment must participate in the battle, which is a deeper need.

There is something called cohesion, and there is an emotion called honor, which is completely different for those who have participated in the battle collectively.

In the future, when newcomers ask the seniors when they joined the association, the seniors can proudly answer that I participated in the offensive and defensive battle of Grumgau Camp with my third brother.

This awesomeness changed instantly, and it was even more passionate than joining the club from the beginning.

Root No. 3 couldn't contact Lu Li who was practicing in seclusion - he blocked everything - so he had to bite the bullet and lead most of the guild members into Stranglethorn Vale. It took less than half a day, on average. Almost all the people in the guild were dead when they came down.

There is nothing I can do about feeling distressed, the battle still has to go on, no one wants to bear the charge of being a coward, and the Grand Guild values ​​this honor more.

From time to time, the tribe roared: War and glory, blood and thunder!

For Queen Sylvanas!

Embrace the darkness, quack quack!

For the tribe!

The alliance responded: Glory belongs to the alliance!

For the king!

There were also shouts based on occupation and race, such as Holy Light is Above, Mother Earth is deceiving us, etc. Lu Li was so noisy in mid-air that his brain hurt. He could only speed up and fly to the location of his camp. .

I'm here, Lu Li said, causing the entire guild's combat effectiveness to increase dramatically, and the tribe on the opposite side almost broke through the defense line.

Where is it? You take command, I really can't attack this fence, Root Hao San breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to hand over the command. He was already riding a tiger and was worried about what to do.

I'm in the sky above you, Lu Li observed and sighed: I can't do anything about it. The tribe has a huge geographical advantage. Even if we break through the fence, how to face the strangulation of players and NPCs is still a problem.

It's okay, just break in. No one has broken through the fence yet, Root No. 3 didn't dislike it at all.

He had never thought about how the Grumgol camp could be better than other guilds. The purpose of Sword of Judgment's participation in the war was achieved this time. This is actually a worse world.

Don't move on the right. Move to the left to increase the intensity of the attack. Well, I'll give you the coordinates. Lu Li could see the deployment of troops on the opposite side from the sky.

In this way, they really allowed them to break through the outermost defense line. The pressure on the tribal players increased greatly. On one occasion, they were even pushed under the fence by the attacking force of the Sword of Judgment.

The tribe's mobile force inside the camp reacted quickly, and the arrow tower's crossbow attack was too abnormal, so the Sword of Judgment still failed to achieve success.

Even so, the morale of the alliance players also soared by three points, and the surrounding battle situation also improved. For a moment, all the focus was on the direction of the Sword of Judgment in the Northeast.

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