The beauty of the sunset invades the coolness of late summer, and the breeze blows on the hills beside the canyon, with some whispers.

The canyon that was about to be shrouded in darkness was now filled with light from torches and magic lamps. There was no light in the large grass hut covered by more than ten black cloths. The jingling sound was like knocking on the footsteps of the twilight leaving. It was the god of twilight's nostalgia for dawn.

"There are fifteen squads patrolling the camp, with a total of 35 archers, and there are no more than twenty secret messages everywhere. The terrain of the canyon is critical, and the village building guards the only exit." Shuang Leng Changhe lifted his non-existent glasses, which seemed to be a habit created by the gentleness and etiquette.

"Yes!" The old man in the wild nodded at the place, raised his finger, and had a somewhat leader spirit. "Only by capturing and defending the village building can we ensure the smooth progress of the rescue work."

"Uncle," Wang Xiaofeng laughed silently, "This is playing a game, not asking you to direct rescue and disaster relief. Everyone think about what to do and how to complete the task efficiently."

"What else can I do? Kill monsters!" An uncle was quite dissatisfied with Wang Xiaofeng's joke and muttered: "I haven't commanded you as an uncle?"

"Kill in!" The swordsman's swordsman's long sword thumped on the ground with a bang, and several gravels shattered, alarming the tired birds returning to their nests. "Look at them, who can be my seven swords enemy."

"Will you die if you don't pretend to behave?" Xue Zhan wildly cursed, but he welcomed Jian Qijue's cold look and decisive answer: "Yes."

"Okay, Changhe talks about the combat plan... Do you have any good ideas?" Wang Xiaofeng rolled his eyes. This was a contagious person by his uncle and said, "We try our best to achieve high completion."

"This requires control of the entire scene," the male elf who has always remained cold and cold suddenly became energetic, squatting on the ground with a piece of wooden stick, and gestured on the ground. "From the mission information, there are a total of 159 NPCs and eight tents, and there are about twenty mission targets in each tent. In this way, I will number all the tents..."

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and the last ray of sunshine in the world was swallowed up by darkness, and the soft whispers in the wind never stopped.

"...There is only twenty seconds from point A to point A C, and someone must keep point C B in these twenty seconds to ensure that the NPC in the sixth tent comes out safely. At this time, more than ninety people can be rescued. Captain, are you enough blue medicine?"

Wang Xiaofeng and Xue Zhanye blinked their tired eyelids, and what was still echoed in his ears was the plan and deployment of the elf mage "Ziz"; only the swordsman leaned against the tree trunk and was bored and stunned, and the wide and long sword leaned at his feet.

Suddenly he heard his name calling, a comrade woke up from a dream and replied casually: "Enough, totally enough."

"In this way, we can also improve the plan..."

"Stop! Stop, stop!" The wild uncle finally broke out in silence, rather than being dizzy by the "detailed" deployment plan of a certain elf man, "The plan cannot keep up with the changes. Your plan is good, but we still need to have high execution ability. If you continue, you probably don't need to fight. Our combat power will definitely be negative!"

"So, we also need to prepare a series of backup plans."

The frosty and gentle face of the long cold river showed a bit of firmness and stubbornness. He should have adjusted his appearance when he entered the game, but for some reason he adjusted an image that made people unable to see the gender.

Maybe it is because the lonely woman appreciates the beauty and knows it, or maybe it is because she is unintentionally planting willows and willows to form a shade. If Hu Biao and Hu Wei from the Tiger Clan come over and stand together, the three of them will definitely achieve the most sharp contrast of the year.

"Well, I'll just get a word," Wang Xiaofeng felt that he should play the role of the captain, otherwise a certain elf man could tell the outline of the plan until dawn tomorrow. "Just have a rough plan. Longhe you can find a commanding height to be responsible for command and response. The three of us obey the orders and obey your commands. How about it?"

"Yes," Shuang Leng Changhe nodded with a plain face, and glanced at the two people with hope, "But I can't guarantee that the chance of success of the task can reach more than 75%, nor can I guarantee that the task can be completed by 80%.

"Then do it!" Wang Xiaofeng never felt so happy. The argument that 'If you want to taste happiness, you must first go through pain' is not worthless. "There is no guaranteed thing in the world that can have a 30% chance of winning, so it is worth a man's fight!"

The wild uncle immediately responded, tugged his hands and smiled, and was very passionate, "This should be my male style!"

"Ah——Uh?" A long and long yawn suddenly poured a basin of cold water on the uncle's blood; the swordsman cleared his throat and slowly climbed up with his sword.

Wang Xiaofeng nodded, looked at the darkening sky, and the 13th-level green vine wooden stick in his hand swayed slightly, pointing to the canyon illuminated by the lights and fires below, and shouted softly: "Go!"

"Who is on?" Jian Qijue habitually made jokes, but was kicked down by a priest and rolled down the hill. Wang Xiaofeng added coldly: "You are on!"

Four archers slowly wandered on the walkway of the village building, while the four sword hands held a torch burning with oil-soaked cotton cloth in one hand and crossed in front of the village gate, which was three meters wide.

The darkness limits the vision of these archers, making the sharp vision of the archers unable to play its greatest role. When the moon on the Dawn Continent was not yet rising in Yufeng City, the eyes of several archers were only the limited range of the burning fire.

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang!

It seemed that the woodpecker was diligently treating the pain of the big tree, and it was like the sound of iron wood knocking. The four robbers guarded discussed in a low voice, and the two slashers held the torches and slowly headed towards the source of the sound.

The steps are slow and the sword is in your hand. This is the guy who is eating and should not be able to fall behind.

There were no naked robbers behind the tree. They probably were either refreshed by the system master or sobered up and returned to the camp. The robber costumes in Wang Xiaofeng and Jian Qijue backpacks were unavailable gray, obviously not the opportunity left by the system.

The knife hand seemed to have had some premonition of something strange, and his already slowed down became slower and more deliberately suppressed his breathing...

In the shade of the tree, the fire illuminated the figure wrapped in a black robe. The wide brim of the hat blocked his face. The hem of the cloak was a pair of white men's cloth shoes, which looked like a different kind of evil intention.

The "evil witch" looked up slightly, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth. The two long sword bandits looked at it carefully, and wow! It was really not tooth decay.

Holy Light Bomb! Holy Light Punishment!

A rapid chanting accompanied the rhythm of the land under your feet, slowly wandering between this world. "After the anger of the earth, this carries the greatness of your bodies! The prickly prick!"

A sudden howl of pain occurred in the darkness. The two swordsmen guarding the gate looked at each other and carried the sword forward. The four archers on the village building stared at the two torches that had fallen to the ground. From beginning to end, due to the angle and light, they could not find Wang Xiaofeng under the hidden cloak.

With the sound of footsteps, four archers held their long bows and pounced on the platform of the village building, followed the two sword hands and rushed towards the big tree that seemed to be devouring.

"Do it!"

The team channel heard the long and cold rivers of frost came. This was the first time he had a shout beyond his ordinary voice, opening the prelude to the chaos at night in this canyon.

Wang Xiaofeng could only be glad that these robbers guarding the gate had no idea that they were shouting "attack camp", but instead rushed out to rescue and check their companions who were unknown to life and death. Although this spirit is commendable, it also laid the foundation for several players who came to rescue the captured young and strong players in the town tonight.

The Holy Light Bullet ended the life of the swordsman who came first. Four people formed a team, and three of them could get experience. With equal experience, Wang Xiaofeng could still get more than 400 points, and his experience was rich. A comrade couldn't help but get distracted. When the task was completed, it would be nice to find a point to fight these robbers to upgrade.

The blood suddenly rose, which was the halo of bloodthirsty warriors.

The sword is sharp and the silver marsh reflects the swordsman's arrogance.
Chapter completed!