Chapter 44 Waiting for 1 shield T, 4=1, ++++
"Who is it!" There were footsteps all around, very messy.

It sounded like he was hiding his whereabouts, but the voice was not hidden at all.

It's like jumping on tiptoe.

Old Mander's expression changed slightly. He stared at his favorite Baisi: "Ronin's people?"

No wonder he quickly determined it.

Because he really couldn't think of any other possibility of exposure.

He should have understood long ago that the ugly man in front of him was not a fool. He was not afraid of torture and seemed unable to bear the slightest torture and always cried out to the sky, but he had never revealed any useful information.

Therefore, everything before was just a disguise.

He would not be a weak and vulnerable fool, but a person who is good at acting. He might even deliberately allow himself to be caught and leave various secret codes just to attack his gathering place at night.

It has to be said that although the process and assumptions of old Mand's guess were wrong, the result was correct.

But there are still many things I don’t understand.

For example, does Luo Ning really dare to withdraw all his troops? Does he have that much courage?

Our plan has not yet been implemented, and even the goal has not been set.

and also!

If you really want to assassinate someone, you should ambush them and not make any noise before approaching them. Kill as many as you can.

Even Old Mand, who is the enemy, couldn't understand the operations of this group of people, or maybe you really did sneak, but you just didn't sneak well.

Old Mande set his sights on his favorite Baisi.

This kind of stealth technique, which seems to be hiding one's identity but can actually only deceive oneself, was something Old Mand had just witnessed on his beloved Bai Si not long ago.

……

coming!

His favorite Baisi was extremely excited. He had endured humiliation until now, and was waiting for this moment!
"Come out, my little darlings!"

Throughout the gathering place, men with red eyes looked at a group of strange people in white shorts who suddenly rushed out.

Looking at this group of weirdos charging forward with only their weapons in hand, it was as if they were being surrounded by a pack of wolves.

"Bang!" An undead man was kicked away.

“Oh my god, what a monster!” The undead who was kicked away howled miserably: “The force was too great, and I was directly kicked stiff!”

The same situation continues.

In the first collision, the Undead suffered massive casualties and were completely defeated.

However, the undead have a certain advantage in numbers.

There are only more than 20 people here, but there are forty or fifty immortals.

Moreover, not every undead is a blank and fragile monster. A considerable number of them are as powerful as the red-named monsters present!
Especially the three with the Black Tortoise Shield, the Moon-Cut Blade and the Dragon Scale Sword.

They followed Lind in battle after battle, and they also possessed various weapons and equipment. They rushed into the gathering place like three fierce tigers. Relying on their superb coordination, they overturned all the enemies blocking their way!
However, the power of three people is ultimately a minority, and they are not truly invincible, so they can only hold on with difficulty.

The undead casualty rate is still increasing.

Even if the injured fall down, they will not give up and continue to rush forward while crawling.

Even if an undead person is killed, no one will mourn for him.

There are only undead people who keep coming one after another.

They were crazy, much crazier than old Mander's men with red eyes.

"Crazy, these bastards are crazy!" Old Mand, with red eyes, only felt a gust of cold wind.

These people are a disaster!
He had never seen such a crazy and reckless person. It turned out that the weird man whose fingers he had cut off was not an isolated case.

"Lin Bei is here!"

A man rushed forward, without any moves and with many flaws. Old Mander pierced the man's chest with his sword.

The other party did not howl in pain or cry out, but instead smiled, carrying the sword and continued to move forward, letting the sword pierce his back, going deeper and deeper...

Old Mander had never felt so frightened as he did now.

The contempt for life and the madness in the other's eyes made his scalp tingle.

The other party just grinned: "Here's Jonny~!"

The opponent raised his sword high, and old Mand instinctively stepped back, but the distance between them was too close, and he could only watch as a piece of his nose was cut off.

Pain, fear, anger.

The muscles in Old Mand's arms swelled up like air, and the arm armor creaked. The undead was picked up by him like a skewer of meat pierced through a sword, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Boom!"

Old Mand stared at the undead who turned into ashes and disappeared, and at the empty sword, the anger on his face turned into dullness.

"It's a disaster!"

As the number of undead deaths increased, the wanderers under the command of Old Mand finally discovered the problem. They were not fighting against ordinary people, but a group of monsters that would turn into ashes after death.

When there is a slight mistake in the formation, don't underestimate the players, they will definitely be able to accurately detect the key.

As an undead pierced one of them's throat with a sword, the horn of counterattack was officially sounded.

It was like a domino effect, and the death toll on Old Mand's side continued to increase rapidly.

"Remote support!"

"Where's the shield? Help me hold it up!"

"Fuck, who's going to steal my head?"

……

……

If Lind is really the chief of the Novice Village, he would definitely not be panicking or anxious now.

Unfortunately he is not, so he is a little anxious now.

Even though he could understand all the players' tricks as a former player, he was only one person. The undead player who didn't play by the rules had 60 territories!
While he was still thinking about the development of the territory, soilless cultivation and mutant food planting, the undead working in the territory, as well as the undead who came back to hand in the food mission, suddenly all dropped their work and shouted that they wanted to go into battle and kill the enemy.

I was promoted to Grand Knight the night before yesterday, and yesterday I destroyed a wanderer camp, a scavenger nest and a BOSS, the Scavenger Queen.

Why are they fighting again today?

It's just right for the pace of the game, but for a lord, he really feels very busy.

It must be that the players have done something outrageous again.

Why do other undead players honestly farm, raise livestock, and mine, but only the undead in my own territory go out to catch chickens and chase dogs all day long?

Fortunately, players are very keen to leave messages and post on the official website. Of course, the main reason may be that the "gaming helmet" can only log in to the official website and official-related information, but cannot allow players to install various APPs.

Lind also quickly found the cause - the help post from his favorite Baisi.

Favorite Baisi was caught while exploring, and he really couldn't leave a mark in front of a group of people, but he could take screenshots of the game screen and record the screen.

Thus, the seemingly hidden stronghold was completely exposed by the "out-of-the-box" operation of the favorite white silk.

But Old Mand and others still think they are very good at hiding.

Excluding those who were not online, all the remaining fifty-plus people responded.

Farming, cement burning, ironmaking... none of them matter anymore, players helping players = whw!

And in Star Dragon Outpost, the style becomes:
"Oh my god, we found an elite monster. All swordsmen, waiting for a tank, 1=4, hurry up!"

"Get in the car and hold on tight++++++"

(End of this chapter)