expedition.

30,000 players in Dawn City decided to follow William to the battlefield.

Some of the remaining 20,000 players were nostalgic in the orc chopping activity, and many people liked to stay in Dawn City to see the young lady, and the main line is not the main line, that is useless...

William also issued the main task to deal with the players based on the tasks he received.

[The War of Dawn: In this war without justice and evil, we as the mercenary group of Dawn will assist the Dark Rock Principal in attacking the Iron Principality.

The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy, go to the battlefield to fight out our interests and conquer the Iron and Steel Principality within one year.]

【Task Level: S-】

[Task introduction: War is not about giving away heads, NPC will upgrade if you kill you!]

[Output Reward: There are rich rewards in the top 1,000, and the first place can get 1 intermediate epic weapon]

[Experience Reward: Reward once a day based on the output list]

[Contribution point reward: Reward once a day based on the output list]

[Hiring Reward: During the War, each person can receive 8 silver coins]

【Task Failure: Final Reward Reduction by 50%】

"The main task of [Gods] is very long. Every day (the number of days in the game) has phased experience rewards and contribution points rewards, so that players can always improve their level, and contribute points to redeeming equipment, etc.

The main mission of the Iron Principality is similar to mine, and there are also rewards for output, but a mere dark gold weapon is really too stingy, especially the contribution points are not that valuable."

Of course William will not forget the favorability of the camp, but these things are all in the final reward.

As for the friendliness?

Please use money to smash me!

The expeditionary force on the grassland is like a long black dragon.

The players looked around. This was also their first safe journey, otherwise they would have to follow the caravan to the Principality of Humanity.

A player glanced at the traces on the river and couldn't help but say angrily: "This group of little fishmen deserves to die. They ran away when they saw that there were too many of us."

"I have to say that I have the idea of ​​destroying the little fishman with thousands of troops. Unfortunately, a boss as high-end, elegant and upscale as Your Highness should not be interested in bullying the little fishman."

Other players agree with each other.

There are many tribes, races, monsters, beasts, etc. on the grassland below the city of Dawn. They often come out to do tasks. Other enemies are not afraid of them, but they are afraid of the little fishman.

Whether it is a casual player, a dozen team players, or even some small teams, as long as they feel something is wrong, they can only run. Otherwise, thousands of small fishmen suddenly rushed out in a black way, and they could only give themselves a song of coolness.

After all, there are too many players who die under the Little Fishman fork.

William could hear the players' conversations, and he wanted to say that a year later, the new corpse that died under the little fishman's fork could be connected twice around the southeast corner area.

……………………

The Rhine Bridge is 235 meters long and 24 meters wide. It has been broken three times and was last built in peacetime 40 years ago. Its purpose is to facilitate commercial exchanges between the two countries.

But during the war period, this is a crucial level.

Since taking control of the Rhine Bridge, the Principality of Black Rock quickly invested a lot of manpower and material resources to build fortifications across the bridge.

The Iron Principality cannot cross the river from a narrower river channel, but it only pulls over some people and has no effect on attacking the Black Rock Fortress.

Every few hundred meters by the river, a small team of five scouts were monitoring the movements of the river bank. The scouts on both sides of the river bank could easily see each other, sit down and rest together, sit down and eat together, and even use water instead of wine to toast the enemy opposite.

When we meet, we are not holding a wine glass, but a sword.

Nowadays, the scouts who can be placed here do not have to worry about being bribed. They are all noble children, and they have families and careers. It is absolutely impossible for the enemy to have the opportunity to build a floating bridge.

When William led 20,000 families here, Lotner and others also brought 40,000 players from the Principality of Black Rock to meet.

The entire army of 60,000 players has no terrifying momentum, but only gives people a bloated look.

certainly,

In addition to the Shuguang Mercenary Group, there are naturally some mercenary groups composed of NPCs. More than 30 mercenary groups gathered together, with more than 8,000 people. The two sides were looking at each other but they did not get together.

At this time, four simple black rock towers had been built on both sides of the bridge entrance opposite the river, and some magicians were constantly enchanting.

1,000 meters away from the river bank, there were 50,000 slaves building walls with deadly arrows, but they were suffering very little, because there were four legions in front of the slaves interfering with the enemy and blocking damage.

There are also two legions on both sides to prevent sneak attacks from the Iron Principality.

The Black Rock Principality had only 20 legions, and with more than 5,000 people destroyed, the troops invested at this time were nearly half of them.

Cars of black rocks, armor, arrows, catapults and other supplies were sent over. A knight riding a war horse walked through the bridge, indicating that a large-scale war between the two countries was about to break out.

The players who just arrived here were all shocked by the construction speed of the Black Rock Principality.

"The fortifications have been built in just two days?"

"Look at the forum, it is a defensive wall made of flesh and blood. More than 20,000 slaves have died here. Didn't you see the corpses on the river when you crossed the bridge?" Some player explained with a little sadness.

“…” Many players in Dawn City don’t know what to say.

They looked at the slaves whose eyes were filled with despair, and many of them had no shoes, and could only walk on the hard and hurt ground with blood.

But players cannot provide any help except to watch and throw some food.

If a slave wants to run away, the cavalry guarding them will kill him without hesitation and hold his bloody head and smash it on the slave who is almost squatting on the ground.

Despair, helplessness, fear, silence...

This is the aristocratic system that players see. If the player wants to step forward to stop it, the elf guards will reach out to stop it.

Some players roared directly to go to the Iron Principality, but the personal guards did not stop them.

Even he tore off the sign of dawn and took some people to leave, but no one stopped him.

William stared at everything expressionlessly, without a trace of turmoil in his heart, as if everything was passing by.

Because he knows.

War is cruel.

The victory of the war is made of flesh and blood.

Glory belongs only to the living and dead warriors, and there is no relationship between these slaves for a penny.

But this is reality.

This is the system law of [Gods], and it is also a game closer to the real world...

Of course, since the majority of players need to adapt, many disgusting flesh and blood wounds will naturally inevitably be changed a lot, and some people can even draw green blood...

The Tyrannosaurus came over on a horse and looked at the dense army of players. Not only were there quarreling, but also those with swords and swords, and even some people swam across the other side to surrender to the enemy.

He couldn't help but frown: "Do you need my help?"

"No, you are responsible for providing food. My mercenaries are all real men with thick skin and flesh. It is normal to make small fuss, and there is no need to provide tents." William waved his hand indifferently.

The Tyrannosaurus' eyes lit up, and the supplies from the Principality of Black Rock were running all their strength, but the tent was not enough. He nodded: "That's much simpler. You can just sit there, two meals a day."

The players who were quarreling were stunned.

They looked at the other mercenaries, and the regular army had already penetrated into the warm and comfortable tent.

But can they just sit on the grass?

William did not say too much, he just led a group of personal guards to accompany the players!

Share with blessings.

If you have difficulties, you will be together.

Those who retreat, just let them leave.
Chapter completed!