205 The bonded attack

In the village of Balin.

The 80s old man took Zigong Changfeng and Jinshan Ranger into the village. The two handed over the 50 kilograms of copper ingots he carried with him to the 80s old man. The 80s old man took it and handed it over to a confidant to deal with it.

The three of them chatted in the meeting hall for a while.

Zigong Changfeng and Kingsoft Ranger sang one by one, deliberately adding the topic to the coin mold. Kingsoft Ranger said he was very curious and then asked to visit how the copper coins were minted and had a long experience.

The 1980s old man did not have any suspicion. He knew that Zigong Changfeng and others were indifferent and did not value the items in the game, so he naturally would not plot his coin mold. However, the coin mold was very important and he never showed it easily. Even in the 1980s, only three or four people had seen it.

The old man from the 1980s shook his head and refused politely, "This... isn't that good. Coins are just some small things, which are simpler than pinching mud. Copper juice is poured into the mold and it comes out after it is done. Repeated operations are very boring. Only NPCs have the patience to do it. There is nothing good to look at."

Zigong Changfeng smiled and said, "I, the Kingsoft Brothers, have never seen me, so I am curious. Before I came, I promised Brothers that he must let him see how the ancients cast copper coins. Anyway, the process of minting is not a secret, so it is harmless to take a look. Why? It is so mysterious that it is really not even a look? I, Changfeng, have such a thin face?"

"this....."

The 1980s old man was speechless for a moment. Both Zigong Changfeng and Jinshan Ranger knew that he had a mold in his hand and no longer kept it confidential to them. After looking at it, there was no loss.

He laughed: "Where is the case, how can you not give Brother Changfeng's face? Come with me, the coin room is next to the administrative courtyard."

The three of them came to a quiet small yard next to the administrative courtyard. There were two NPC guards at the entrance of the yard, and six or seven NPC militias guarding the courtyard.

This courtyard is nominally a warehouse and is prohibited from entering.

Outside the courtyard, there are player guards patrolling, arrow towers, watchtowers, etc., and NPC militias are standing guard. There are players and NPCs in the entire village. The majority of players in this village are.

Zigong Changfeng and Jinshan Ranger followed the 1980s and entered a quiet courtyard. A coin room was built in the courtyard, which smelted and minted coins, and the copper ingots were converted into copper coins here. There were several NPC craftsmen operating in the coin room. The copper ingots were thrown into the smelting furnace, and the smelting furnace melted into copper juice at high temperature. The craftsmen poured spoonfuls into a pair of molds.

The mold is placed in a bucket with clear water aside to cool down, and a sizzling smoke comes out. When the mold is taken out, the copper coins will come out automatically. (Game coin minting method, non-real coin minting method.)

Zigong Changfeng glanced at it and said that this was a 6*10 grid mold, which could cast 60 pieces at a time.

He asked in anger: "Brother Baling, where did you get this mold? You can cast a lot of copper coins in one day."

The 1980s old man was a little proud and said, "Not much. If the copper ingot is sufficient, one pair will be filled in three minutes and 24 hours a day without stopping. As for its origin, it's a long story."

Zigong Changfeng was a little curious: "Oh? What's going on?"

"A player stolen this mold from a npc coin. According to himself, the coin is located in a military camp. The military camp is hung with the 'Dong' flag."

Zigong Changfeng and Jinshan Ranger opened their mouths wide, "Dong Zhuo? No way!"

The 1980s old man sneered and said, "Who knows, maybe he was just talking nonsense and betrayed people. But this mold is real and not fake at all."

After watching the coin minting process, the three of them stayed in the stuffy coin room for a while, but couldn't stand it, so they quickly came out of it. Then they left the courtyard. When they came out, Zigong Changfeng was seeing the ghost general just over twenty meters away. While chatting with the old man from the 80s, he quietly made a predetermined gesture: The mold is here.

The ghost general nodded slightly and received it, turned around to find the nearby horse-selling horses.

Cheng Jian held the horse with a fierce and cold expression. He ignored the conversations of ordinary players. Many players asked for something boring, knowing that their own conditions were not enough and could not log in to this NPC general. After a long time of saying it was invalid, he gradually left and did his own thing.

Only a few players who were dressed in gorgeous clothes and had some money were left without giving up and persuaded them with spitting.

Among them, the leading players said: "I said, "Brother NPC, can you please speak out? What conditions are you willing to accept me as your lord? Even if the conditions are issued, I will definitely do it."

A player next to him shouted, "Did you hear it? My elder brother asked you something, don't think that he was an NPC general and could ignore my elder brother! Tell you, my elder brother is a famous figure in this 80 village, and he has a legion of about 400 people under his command. Even if the 80s boss is here, he dare not underestimate my elder brother."

Another player said: "That's right, look at your down-and-out dress and a rustic linen cloth dress, and you're probably a down-and-out NPC. As long as you worship our elder brother as your lord, we will change you into a new outfit immediately."

Cheng Jian had no expression on his face and didn't even look at them.

The ghost general hurriedly walked not far from Cheng Jian, made a follow-up gesture, turned around and walked quickly towards the small courtyard.

Cheng Jian knew that he was going to take action, so he led the fierce horse and followed the ghost general from a distance without saying a word.

The gorgeously dressed players suddenly shouted, "Hey, why is your NPC so unreasonable? If you refuse, my elder brother can visit the cottage three times!" "Hey, don't leave!"

Cheng Jian was secretly angry in his heart. Don’t let these flies ruin your good deeds by them.

He suddenly glared at them fiercely, "Get out!"

The players were startled by his fierce expression and took a few steps back.

Cheng Jian ignored them and led his horse to the outside of the courtyard with the ghost general.

Two NPC militiamen at the entrance of the courtyard were still guarding the door.

The ghost general led Cheng Jian to the door, and did not look at Cheng Jian from the front, but pretended to be a passing player. He whispered: "Inside." Then he walked away, and went to a distance not far away, watching the situation.

Cheng Jian walked over to the courtyard and led the horse over.

"Stand! The idle people are not allowed to get close!"

Two NPC militiamen crossed their iron spears at the same time and shouted loudly, blocking his way.

Knocked.

In an instant, he had a full set of exquisite armor and weapons on his body, and he had an extra double-meter gun in his hand, and shouted, "Damn!"

At this time, he will not hide his weaknesses, and he will be a must-kill skill.

The heavy gun stabbed quickly, and the tip of the gun instantly turned into several phantoms, with five combos.

"-121hp,-111hp,-101hp,-91hp,-81hp!"

Puchi, Puchi, the blood value is flying wildly.

The two NPC militiamen had no time to react, and their weapons were pierced and killed instantly before they could block them.

boom.

The wooden door of the small courtyard was swept away with a heavy gun. He rushed into the small courtyard with a big step, swept the cold light and saw six or seven NPC militias in the courtyard, and the only building: the coin minting office.

He immediately rushed towards the coin minting place.

Outside the courtyard, the three players who had been entangled in bonds for a long time, stared at the eyes of this mutation. The player pointed at the dilapidated wooden door and the keys who rushed into the courtyard, so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

Twenty players passing by here also opened their mouths in shock and looked different. They didn't understand what was going on, but just stood stupidly outside the courtyard and watched.

Cheng Jian rushed towards the coin minting office, and there were still six or seven NPC militia scattered in the courtyard.

The npc militiamen were shocked and immediately reacted, "Enemy attack, hurry up!" and rushed up screaming.

However, their speed was several beats slower and he rushed over without having time to block the key.

Cheng Jian ignored these militiamen and rushed into the coin minting site. He saw several NPC craftsmen operating the mold to cast copper coins and put the just-made mold into a bucket to cool it.

The craftsmen were shocked to see the fierce man holding a spear rushing in, and were so scared that they screamed for forgiveness and shivered.

The keyed spear waved casually and stopped a craftsman who was in front of him and was swept away. He reached into the bucket and took the mold. The water temperature in the bucket was extremely high and almost boiling.

“Sizzy,”

The sound was like boiled water pouring meat, "-1hp,-1hp,-1hp...".

Cheng Jian's forehead suddenly bulged with veins. Without even a snorting, he gritted his teeth and grabbed the hot coin mold in the bucket, threw it into his package, and rushed out of the coin.

Outside, six or seven militiamen had all surrounded and slashed towards Chengjian.

Cheng Jian snorted coldly, swept the heavy gun and attacked the fan-shaped range.

Bang, bang, all the npc militias fell several meters away, and their blood value was flying in front of them, "-81hp,-79hp,-82hp,-83hp..."

Ignoring the lives of these guys, Cheng Jian rushed to the outside of the courtyard quickly.

The Lie Horse was still at the door, surrounded by many players outside. Seeing Cheng Jian rushing in, and then to see Cheng Jian rushing out. The whole process was less than 30 to 40 seconds. They were all stunned and pointed, not understanding what was going on.

Cheng Jian broke out and jumped onto the fierce horse, took the reins, shouted loudly, and slapped the horse's thighs.

"drive!"

The fierce horse was hurt and neighed, rushing towards the onlookers' circle. The fierce horse was so powerful that the onlookers did not react, and he intuition quickly fell down and dodged.

The player who had no time to avoid it was directly knocked away by a fierce horse or swept away with a heavy gun.

Cheng Jian rushed out of the circle and ran towards the north gate.

Riots began to break out in the village.

The NPC militia on the watchtower saw a riot in the building next to the administrative courtyard. A NPC suddenly rose up and rushed into the warehouse. He injured several people in a row and wanted to escape.

They were eager to stop it, but unfortunately they were too late to shoot the arrows. They quickly whimpered and whined, asking the guards and patrol teams in the village to quickly go over and subdue the murderer.

There are many players inside and outside the village of Baling Village, thousands of people can be seen everywhere.

Most players still don't understand what's going on.

When they heard the rushing horn, they all raised their heads in a daze, and said, "What's wrong? The enemy attack? No, it's been fine all day. Could it be that the enemy's troops rushed into the village in the blink of an eye and were kidding!"

"Is it a fight? Damn, who is so fierce that he dares to cause trouble in the Balin Village. Brothers, come with me to see the situation."

"Damn it, just send a security patrol to come over, what horn is it?"

Some players shook their heads and looked at them disdainfully, while some players quickly "respond to" the call to intercept the so-called enemy, but they didn't even know where the enemy's shadow was. Some people were blindly bumping like headless flies, and didn't know what they wanted to do.

For a moment, the village was in chaos and shouting. The biggest problem was that most players did not understand what was going on. The chaos happened almost instantly and then spread.

"I'm killing someone, there's npc killing npc, brothers, hurry up and chase!"

"You are stupid, what does npc kill npc do you have to do with you?"

"He rode a horse!"

"Idiot, who are you riding so many horses? Who is the enemy? Where is it?"

"Close the village gate quickly!"

Cheng Jian leaned on the back of the Lie Horse, holding a gun, and headed straight to the north gate. Arrows from the arrow tower in the village kept shooting at him. Unfortunately, the Lie Horse was too fast, and most of these arrows didn't even wipe the corner of his clothes. A few of them shot, but they were blocked by their armor.

The distance from the administrative courtyard to the north gate is not far, three miles away, and riding a fierce horse is just a few breaths.

Cheng Jian gritted his teeth and looked back at the more than a dozen pursuers who were chasing him on horseback.

As long as you cross this distance and leave the village, no one can intercept him.

There are dozens of players and NPC militias guarding each village gate. The village is in chaos. The guards at the entrance of the village are used to being safe and have nothing to do, and they didn't take it seriously at first. However, they heard the many watchtowers and horns on the arrow towers blowing hard, and finally couldn't sit still, pushing the heavy wooden doors of each gate to close together.
Chapter completed!