I Am the Legendary BOSS

expedition.

20,000 players in Dawn City decided to follow William to the battlefield.

Of the remaining 30,000 players, some of them are nostalgic for the activities of killing orcs, and many of them just like to stay in Dawn City, looking at young ladies and so on.

And William also issued the main task to deal with the player according to the task he received.

[War of Dawn: In this war without justice and evil, we, as the Dawn Mercenary Group, will assist the Principality of Black Rock in attacking the Principality of Steel.

The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Go to the battlefield to fight for our interests, and conquer the Iron Principality within one year. 】

[Task Level: S-]

[Task introduction: War is not about giving away heads, NPCs will upgrade you if you kill them! 】

[Output rewards: There are rich rewards in the top 1000, and the first place can get a mid-level epic weapon]

[Experience rewards: reward once a day according to the output list]

[Contribution point reward: reward once a day according to the output list]

[Employment reward: During the war, each person can receive 8 silver coins]

[Mission failure: final reward reduced by 50%]

“The main quest of [Gods] is very long, and every day (the number of days in the game) there are staged experience rewards, as well as contribution point rewards, so that players can always upgrade their levels, and contribute points to exchange for equipment and equipment, etc.

The main quest of the Iron Principality is similar to mine, and there are output rewards, but a mere dark gold weapon is too picky, especially the contribution points are not that valuable. "

Of course, William will not forget the faction favorability, but these things are all in the final reward.

As for friendliness?

Please throw me money!

The expeditionary army on the grassland is like a long black dragon.

The players looked around, this was the first time they traveled safely, otherwise they could only follow the caravan to the human principality.

A player glanced at the traces on the river, and couldn't help saying bitterly: "This group of little murlocs really deserve to die. They ran away when they saw us too many."

"I have to say, I have the desire to bring thousands of horses and horses to destroy the little murlocs. It's a pity that a high-end boss like His Highness should not be interested in bullying the little murlocs."

The other players agreed with sympathy.

On the grassland below Dawn City, there are many tribes, races, monsters, wild beasts, etc. They often come out to do missions. Other enemy players are not afraid of them, but they are afraid of the little murlocs.

Whether it is an individual player, a dozen or so players in a team, or even some small teams, as long as something feels wrong, they can only run away, otherwise thousands of little murlocs will suddenly rush out in a crowd, and they can only give themselves a cold song. cold.

After all, too many players died under the fork of the little murloc.

William could hear the players talking, and he really wanted to say that a year later, the cute corpses that died under the little murloc's fork would be able to circle the southeast corner twice.

………………

The Rhine Bridge is 235 meters long and 24 meters wide. It has been broken three times, and the last one was built 40 years ago in peacetime to facilitate business exchanges between the two countries.

But in times of war, this is a crucial checkpoint.

Since the Principality of Black Rock took control of the Rhine Bridge, it quickly invested a lot of manpower and material resources to build fortifications on the opposite side of the bridge.

It's not that the Iron Principality can't cross the river by boat from the narrower part of the river, but just pulling some people and horses is useless for attacking the Black Rock Fortress.

Every few hundred meters along the river, there is a small team of five scouts monitoring the movement of the river bank. The scouts on both sides of the river bank can easily see each other, sit down and rest together, sit down to eat together, and even replace wine with water , toast the enemy on the opposite side.

But when they actually met, what they held was not a wine glass, but a sword.

The scouts who can be placed here now don't have to worry about being bribed. They are all sons of nobles, have families and businesses, and it is absolutely impossible for the enemy to have the opportunity to build a pontoon bridge.

When William led 20,000 players here, Lautner and others also brought 40,000 players from the Principality of Black Rock to meet up.

The entire army of 60,000 players does not have a fearsome aura, but only gives people a bloated appearance.

certainly,

In addition to the Dawn Mercenary Group, there will naturally be some mercenary groups composed of NPCs. There are more than 30 mercenary groups gathered together, and there are more than 8,000 people.

At this time, on both sides of the bridge on the opposite side of the river, four simple black rock towers have been built, and some magicians are constantly enchanting them.

And 1,000 meters away on the opposite side of the river, there are still 50,000 slaves building the wall with deadly arrows, but they have suffered relatively little, because there are 4 legions in front of the slaves that are interfering with the enemy and blocking damage. .

There are also 2 legions on each side to prevent the Iron Principality from sneaking.

There are no more than 20 legions in the Principality of Black Rock, plus more than 5,000 people who have been wiped out. At this time, nearly half of the troops have been invested.

Carts of black rocks, armor, arrows, trebuchets and other materials were brought over, and a knight riding a war horse walked on the bridge, indicating that a large-scale war between the two countries was about to break out.

The Shuguang players who just came here were all shocked by the construction speed of the Black Rock Principality.

"In just two days, the fortifications have already been built?"

"Look at the forum. That is a defensive wall made of flesh and blood. More than 20,000 slaves have died here. Didn't you see the corpses on the river when you crossed the bridge?" explained.

"..." Many players in Dawn City didn't know what to say.

They looked at those slaves whose eyes were full of despair. Many of them didn't even have shoes, so they could only walk on the hard and harsh ground with bare, blood-stained feet.

But the player can't give any help except watching and throwing some food.

If a slave wanted to run away, the cavalry guarding them would kill him without hesitation, and smash his bloody head on the slave who was almost squatting on the ground.

Despair, helplessness, fear, silence...

This is the aristocratic system that the player sees. If the player wants to step forward to stop it, an elf guard reaches out to stop it.

Some players roared directly to go to the Iron Principality, but the personal guards did not stop them.

Even when he tore off the dawn sign and strode away with some people, no one stopped him.

William watched everything with a blank expression, without a single wave of emotion in his heart, as if everything was just passing by.

Because he knows.

War is brutal.

Victory in war is made of flesh and blood.

Glory belongs only to warriors living and dead, not a penny of these slaves.

But this is reality.

This is the system law of [Gods], and it is also a game closer to the real world...

Of course, since the majority of players have to adapt, many disgusting flesh and blood wounds will inevitably be changed a lot, and some people can even call out green blood...

The Tyrannosaurus rode over on horseback and took a look at the densely packed army of players. Not only were there quarreling, there were also swords facing each other, and some even swam across the other side to join the enemy.

He couldn't help frowning: "Do you need my help?"

"No, you just need to be responsible for providing food. My mercenaries are real men with thick skin and thick flesh. It's normal to make small troubles, and there is no need to provide tents." William waved his hands indifferently.

Tyrannosaurus' eyes lit up. The supplies of the Principality of Black Rock are running at full capacity, but the tents are really not enough. He nodded: "That's much simpler. You can sit wherever you want, and you will have two meals a day."

The players who were arguing were stunned.

They watched as other mercenaries and regular soldiers had already entered the warm and comfortable tents.

But can they just sit on the grass?

William didn't say too much, he just led a group of personal guards to accompany the players!

Blessed to share.

It's hard to be the same.

Those who retire, let them leave.

This war has only just begun.