Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

the other side.

The other two player teams didn't fare much better.

After the player team led by a bald man entered an empty hall, they were immediately attacked by the heavy cavalry of kobolds, spears and pigs.

These kobold cavalry have already made their plans.

When all humans entered the right-angled corridor of the hall, they started to charge from the end points of the two right angles.

In the narrow corridor, there is no room for players to escape.

If the obsidian walls of Polikli, the leader of the cavalry, and Zhu Bajie on his crotch were not strong enough, they would have crashed through the walls of the maze with just one charge.

At this moment, players experienced what Oreo is and what Roujiamo is.

Three consecutive waves of charges ended.

Zhu Bajie's two-meter-long fangs already had a string of player corpses hanging like candied haws on a stick.

Medri, the bald man, gritted his teeth with a gloomy expression as he looked at the corpses of players filling the halls and corridors.

He was ready to give it a try.

Just use the RPG in his hand.

The armored kobold cavalry must be the leader of these kobolds.

There is an old saying in China: To capture the thief, capture the king first.

If he could kill the kobold leader in one fell swoop, maybe the other kobolds would disperse.

Although there were already three large bloody holes poked by the long-haired pigs on his body, fortunately they were not fatal parts, and the 10% pain was not enough to defeat him.

Not far away, the kobold leader had launched another attack.

Madri stood up holding on to the wall.

He picked up the RPG, inserted the simple rocket into the launcher, and aimed at the kobold armored cavalry that rushed towards him with a "bang".

this moment.

He felt like he was a real man.

"go to hell!"

Madri roared and pulled the trigger.

The recoil of the RPG made his body sway, and he fell weakly to the ground, but his eyes were still fixed on the direction of the kobold leader.

The cannonball trailed a trail of white air behind it, and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur. It almost arrived in front of Polikri in just one breath.

But Policris was not nervous.

It pulled the bristles on Zhu Bajie's back with a little force.

At this moment, a dog and a pig are in perfect harmony.

Zhu Bajie immediately understood what Polikri meant. He braked and threw his butt out like a heavy truck drifting.

"when!"

The rocket hit Zhu Bajie's heavy armor scales.

Since the impact point was Zhu Bajie's plump buttocks, it was an arc.

Coupled with the strong elasticity of Zhu Bajie's muscles, the rocket did not explode immediately. Instead, it was bounced away as if it hit the tank armor.

Although there is no backtracking.

But because at this time Polikri was already relatively close to Medri.

The rocket eventually exploded near Madrid.

The flames and shock waves instantly tore the confused Medri into pieces.

He could not figure out until his death why his rocket bounced back.

As for Polikli and Zhu Bajie.

Apart from being stunned for a moment by the shock wave of the explosion, they were fine.

The exploding shrapnel could only leave an inconspicuous white mark on their bodies.

When Medri died, his good brother Medraco was also being tortured by the monsters.

He led his players into a narrow passage that could only be passed by one person. This passage was very long and became their burial place.

A group of jackals and cockatrices have blocked both ends of the passage.

Players who go out will be immediately beaten to death by a large group of monsters. No matter which way they go out, the ending is the same.

Medraco and a group of players have been completely trapped in the passage.

These monsters are very cunning. They only stand on both sides of the passage but never in the middle of the passage. They don't even have a chance to shoot.

"Boss, are we stuck here? Is there any other way?"

A mage player covered his head in frustration, his tone was low, full of despair and anger.

He was sitting against the wall like a beggar on the street, but he couldn't even straighten his legs and could only curl up his body completely.

The same goes for the players around them.

They just sat in a row.

A listless look.

Medraco frowned and thought for a moment.

No one wants to be stuck here.

But if you want to rush out and defeat these monsters blocking the exit, you must give them a chance to shoot.

"There is a way out, but it requires you to make some sacrifices."

Medraco sighed, and a reasonably feasible plan gradually formed in his mind.

"Let's quickly adjust our position now. If we rushed out randomly before, we would definitely be killed by monsters."

"Now everyone squat down and let the warrior players go to the front. They have the thickest health and can buy us a lot of time."

As soon as the players heard Medrac's words, they probably knew what Medrac wanted to do.

But they didn't have a problem with it.

It can be resurrected anyway.

If his death can benefit his teammates, then they will definitely get enough benefits in the end.

The warrior players jumped over the heads of the mages and gun-wielding players and came to the forefront of everyone. They were ready to die.

And Medraco began to make the next arrangements:

"All the mage players are following behind the warrior players. Your task is to shield the warrior players."

"Also, everyone should have learned the spell Frost Blast. When the warrior players rush out later, they will throw it directly at the warrior players. Those monsters will definitely be affected and slowed down."

"At this time, the priest player immediately raises the health of the warrior player... lift as much as you can..."

Speaking of this, Medlaco felt helpless.

In a team of several hundred people, there are less than fifty players who choose to become priests, and most of them are mages and warriors.

But in fact, the priest is the truly indispensable and powerful profession.

"Then it's our business. Another group of mage and priest players will follow our firearms team. We will finally go out and shoot at these monsters. Don't worry about the warrior players in front not being able to block them."

"Don't forget, I am a necromancer. Even your corpse, as long as it has not been cut into pieces, can be picked up and continued to fight."

No one had any objections, Medrac immediately finalized the plan, and the entire player team quickly became active. At this moment, they were no longer in a mess.

"Everyone runs forward. When we are approaching the entrance of the cave, rush forward with all our strength. Don't be afraid of death! Buy time for the brothers behind us!"

The warrior player at the front roared angrily and launched the charge first.

The players behind him also followed closely, running at a constant speed with a distance of about one person.

When they almost reached the entrance of the cave, they suddenly increased their speed and rushed out!

"Guga!"

A strange scream sounded above the head.

The first warrior player to rush out of the channel was slightly startled, and a huge force came from above his head.

Then he rose into the air and left the ground.

It turned out that a huge snake cockatel leader over three meters tall had already picked him up.

"Damn monster! Die!"

This warrior player is quite bloody.

He roared and struggled, like a little loli being dragged into an alley.

Even if Brother Chicken has already picked him up with his head in his mouth.

He still didn't forget to hold on to the sword and shield in his hands to fight back.

Of course Chicken Brother would not be hit by these ridiculous attacks. It immediately twisted its long neck and swung the warrior player in its mouth around in the air like a torn sack.

Armor parts, swords and shields fell to the ground in pieces.

It doesn't stop until the player's head can't bear the pulling force of the body, the spine breaks, and the head separates.