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Chapter 24: Moment of war

   The moment Meng Yang sounded the warning sound on the city wall, his expression became serious, and he jumped to the position of the high platform of the wall for the first time.

Since knowing that the jackal might launch an attack tonight, he has paid special attention to it. There are more than fifty old and weak women and children in the camp. He did not choose to transfer, but to deal with it directly. This is not for everyone. Little pressure.

  As soon as he stepped onto the wall, Meng Yang felt his throat dry and swallowed a sip of water.

  Even though he escaped from the pig-headed man's hands one after another since he came to this other world, he saw the flower-backed spider and the serrated tiger, and even faced the jackal directly, but at this moment Meng Yang still felt his heartbeat.

   With the light that just lit up on the fence, he could see dozens of tall black shadows appearing in the dilapidated street in the distance.

   In the shadow of the swaying fire, all faces looked like dogs, with their fangs exposed and a hideous look.

   "There should be 20 or 30 jackals, this...this number is much more than Phoenix said..."

Seeing these black shadows appearing outside the city wall, Meng Yang's expression was extremely solemn. The number of jackals who came to attack the camp was much larger than he thought, and these jackals basically had weapons such as axes and swords in their hands. Even many jackals wear inappropriate leather armor and armor.

   In addition, in addition to dozens of jackals, there are more than a dozen hunting jackals living with them in the front, screaming towards the camp wall with their teeth cracking.

   "I wipe it, will this be a bit hanging?"

   The corners of Meng Yang's mouth twitched, and his eyes couldn't help but looked at the players who were climbing up the fence. In terms of numbers, it wasn't necessarily too dominant at this time.

   Although he is still convinced of the players' combat effectiveness, he really sees such a large number of monsters pouring over in black, and he is still inexplicably worried.

  ……

   "It's a Jackal!"

   In a dark and dilapidated alley, two figures are cautiously lying on the roof of an abandoned building, looking far away at the growing number of jackals on a dilapidated street in the distance.

   "Be careful, those hunting jackals have a keen sense of smell!" One of the older men gently stretched out his hand to lower the head of the boy next to him.

   "We are at the downwind." The young man shrank his neck and whispered in a low voice: "Uncle Gusa, do these wolves want to attack that camp?"

"It should be like this." The older man's face was resolute. At this moment, two thick eyebrows were frowned. "The people who can survive in the city of despair have been disturbed by the monsters that entered and scattered in various camps. Before this camp, I once met a soldier named Buff. According to him, most of them are elderly people, women and children, and they don't have much fighting ability."

"Then...then wouldn't they not be able to resist the attack of the jackals." The boy changed his color slightly when he heard the words. The City of Despair was a big city. Since its fall, there have been some people gathered in various blocks who were too late to escape. For many reasons, they have always been scattered, and because they are afraid of attracting the attention of some powerful beings, many camps are afraid to admit too many people.

  If the camp in front of you is full of old people, women and children, then facing the attack of dozens of jackals, even if there is a little wall fortification, it may be difficult to survive.

"Sheridan, we can't help them." The middle-aged man named Gussa sighed softly. "This is a group of wolves. We only have two people now, even if we go back and ask someone for help. Let's not talk about it. Because a group of old and weak women and children leaders will agree, even if they agree, I am afraid that time will not be too late. And, you know, there are not only serrated tigers and goat heads around our camp, but also a group of scavengers. If they are too alarmed, our camp will face attack."

   "But... you can't look at it like this, don't you often say that as long as the living people should unite?" Young Sheridan asked unwillingly.

   "Remember our mission, Sheridan." Gusa saw the young man's struggling expression and reassured him again, "What we need to find now is the magic crystal. The magic crystal mine is very important to the camp now."

   Sheridan heard the word mission and remembered the purpose of their trip. When they wanted to plead again, they couldn't say any more.

   "At most, when the jackals launch an attack, we find an opportunity to sneak attack from the rear, hoping to lead away a few jackal hunters." Gusa sighed again.

   "Wait, this...in this camp..."

  ……

The crunching suspension bridge was lowered from above the fence. Following Phoenix's order, fifty players each armed with rusty swords, spears and other weapons, clattered out of the camp’s fortress. When they saw the many wolves standing in front of them, they couldn't help screaming.

   "Damn, this battle is okay!"

   "These monsters are very lifelike, they look amazing!"

   "Are those dogs? This monster will keep dogs!"

   "I guess it's a hunter, there is a baby!"

   "I think this game is a bit interesting at first besides being real."

   "Right, right, Daguai, this is good!"

   "Oh, let me wipe it, the weapons in these monsters are stronger than our broken bronze iron!"

   "Snatch it!"

   "Yes, kill the male, kill the female... the female too, um, the dog can stay."

   However, not all players are excited. Among them, some of the less courageous male players turned pale instantly after they stepped onto the wall, and several female players screamed in discoloration.

After all, for the players, their perception at this moment is no different from reality in all aspects. One by one, eight to two meters in height, the jackals, holding weapons and looking terrifying, stand in front of you. To attack you.

   Even if they know it is a game, it is inevitable that some people will be timid.

   "Don't panic, everyone, the biggest male player in each squad will stand up to the front to be a meat shield~lightnovelpub.net~The gunmen are behind."

   Xu Zhe watched as the many noisy players came out of the wall and hurriedly shouted. This is a real teamfight. Some people may not be used to it, but some people are already excited at this time.

"Pain, pain, all turn down! Otherwise, 100% pain will make you dying." Liu Chuanfeng, who was walking on the compass legs, carried a large bone knife, and shouted one after another. This was **** tears. Experience, last time I didn’t adjust my pain, I just wanted to quit the game.

   "Ma Xiaoling, where is Ma Xiaoling?"

   Sun Shuai stood in front of the team and looked at the team next door left and right. Ma Xiaoling, who was recognized as the interim captain, was missing.

   "Forget it, the fifth team, you male players come to the front, get ready!"

"Everyone will go up when you see a jackal, don't distract. I don't know if the jackal is too powerful, but the chrysanthemum must be an important weakness. I have a lot of flesh to go up to the knife, and the others hold hands and feet. The one directly."

   Zhuang was shaking with a big belly, his face flushed, and he was equally excited. This is much more enjoyable than 5v5 or 40-man team battles. It is densely packed and looks very cool.

   "Dafa, you have made progress, don't make a small punch to punch your chest!" Liu Chuanfeng's teasing voice came from the side.

   "Keep rolling, my mother, no, I've made bait for pigheads all in my body. It's a meat shield on the front, and I'm afraid of this little scene. Brothers, rushing up is just doing it and killing them."

   While Zhuang Dafa was yelling, Li Yuncheng, who had been in the other team, suddenly showed a surprised look at this time. He glanced suspiciously at Zhuang Dafa in front of the next team, always feeling that the opponent's voice was a bit familiar.