Digital World: Survival Game Werewolf

Qianxin Jian looked at the battle situation in front of him and said: "Although the snowman tribe still has an advantage, but that giant snowman has more and more injuries on his body, if it falls, the snowman tribe will completely collapse!"

Xiang Yangsheng asked, "Big brother means we help them?"

Meng Liang snorted lightly: "I see that they are half a pound and eight taels, and no one is better than anyone."

Yao Guang also nodded and said, "This is true, they are still hostile to the player." And we haven't conquered the frozen ruins yet, and we have to plan for the future.

Yu Heng spoke, "It's best if they lose both."

Xiang Yangsheng pondered and said, "Everyone saw the dress tribe just now, and the new chief ascended the throne. I think we can take advantage of it, and if they lose both, the food supply for the frozen ruins will also decrease. It is convenient for me to raid the frozen ruins in the future. Let's do this..." Everyone

nodded uncontrollably as they listened to Xiang Yangsheng's strategy.

At this moment, on the battlefield, although the dressed tribe suffered heavy losses, they did not have the slightest intention of retreating, the soldiers were repulsed, and new troops entered the battle.

The giant snowman on the side of the snowman tribe was already injured, but watching his attack waving his hands did not slow down in the slightest.

Yikes!

A sudden burst of flying feathers from a hillside attacked the soldiers of the dressed tribe, and the group was once again defeated.

The Yeti Tribe also has countless Yeti Knights following in the footsteps of the giant Yeti and beginning to rush towards the enemy position.

But the shield array of the dress department withstood the snowman's attack.

The giant snowman rushed to the front of the formation, raised his foot and kicked several shieldmen, and the shield formation was somewhat loose.

The giant snowman lowered his body, stretched out his fists and swept back and forth, and the shield array had collapsed.

Just when the little black man in the dress department began to rout across the board.

Swish!

The single-feathered throwing knife of the Heart Sword kills the little black chief in a high hat carried by the giant snowman.

There were 3 people in the giant snowman's back basket, and the other two immediately snatched the hat. The giant snowman lost control and began to jump furiously, fighting wildly, and rushed into the ranks of the little blacks in costume.

Although it again caused a large number of casualties on them, it also seemed to have cornered the dress department, and the fleeing warriors, listening to the cries of their chief, turned back to fight again.

At this time, from the other side, Xiang Yangsheng followed the other snowmen in the snowman department, rushed to the place close to the front, and threw out his hand. This turn now has an arc on the side, which is conducive to air flight.

This flying turn hit the little black chief in the dress department, and he immediately fell off the shoulders of the two. Xiang Yangsheng rushed to kill in the formation with a single crutch.

At present, on the one hand, the giant snowman side formed a breakthrough in formation, and in addition, Xiang Yangsheng formed the second breakthrough here.

Meng Liang followed behind Xiang Yangsheng, imitating Jiao Zan's dealer skills, but he was also the same as Jiao Zan, with ten fingers buttoned, basically used as a fist blade.

Xiang Yangsheng tore open the gap, Meng Liang consolidated the gap in the back, so that the gap could not be closed quickly, and the other snowman knights expanded their victories from the gap to the sides.

At this moment, the giant snowman has gone crazy, and the wounds on his body are increasing, and the blood has stained half of his hair. But the attack was more ferocious.

The dressed little black department had completely collapsed in formation at this moment, coupled with their little black chief had fallen, the panicked warriors looked back at their leader, and began to run in even more panic.

Although the little black chief in the middle dress department had also sat on the shoulders of the two warriors again, as soon as he sat up, Xiang Yangsheng immediately threw out the flying cane and beat him down.

This is the result of Xiang Yangsheng's analysis, although they only looked at the new chief's accession process, but it was clear that this new chief was more warlike than the previous chief. If it was the previous chief, seeing Xiang Yangsheng and them running into the snowman tribe, most of them would not continue to chase.

But this new chief actually continued to attack, and even had the momentum to eradicate it together with the snowman tribe.

This is likely to be the need of war, and the new chieftain crowned in battle must be cold-blooded and belligerent, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public.

Then the way to deal with him is to kill him with a single flying knife, which is not the best strategy. Killing him will appear in minutes, and the next successor can only be more cold-blooded and belligerent due to the situation.

Instead, he kept letting him fall, if the morale of the warriors was supported by his personal will, fighting against such a terrifying giant snowman. His fall was even more devastating to morale. Even if he were alive, it would be a heavy blow to his own self-confidence and personal will.

The so-called not afraid of death, have not experienced death, once they feel that death is approaching themselves, any creature will be afraid. The fall allows him to experience the feeling of imminent death.

In addition, since their tribe has a mechanism to deal with the immediate appearance of a replacement for the chief if he is captured or killed, there will not be a replacement candidate. Whether it is by blood or by what criteria, there will be an inherited line.

His fall will cause other successors to think that he is dead, or after falling several times, they will think that he has lost his qualification as a chief like the little black chief who was shot, and begin to inherit the chiefdom.

Then the old chief, the new chief, the successor of the 2nd and 3rd in line, you have to fight!

Sure enough, after the little black chief in the dress department was shot down twice by flying abduction, at this time, three people wearing chief's hats appeared in the little black man's troops. Because from a distance, they are all generally black, and I really can't tell which one is the previous one, or if the 3 are all newcomers.

This made the troops of the dressed tribes begin to be at a loss even the Chinese army in the rear.

The giant snowman is still frantically chasing.

But Xiang Yangsheng and Meng Liang had quietly withdrawn from the battlefield.

Any system has loopholes, and the loopholes in the inheritance system of the little black chiefs have been discovered, and the combat goals have been achieved and retreated. After all, this battle is not against people, but against their institutional loopholes.

At this moment, Yuheng and Yaoguang were next to the Heart Sword, and of course, Jiao Zan was also here.

Yu Heng's singing sometimes assists the snowman tribe, sometimes disturbs the snowman tribe, controls the rhythm of the two of them fighting, prevents one side from collapsing too quickly, in order to achieve the purpose of consuming both sides as much as possible.

At this time, Yao Guang said to Qing Xinjian: "That big snowman is so painful, it's better for us to end his pain, right?"

Qianxin Jian was a little hesitant.

Yao Guang said again: "My skill necromancer, currently has a low level, and the number of undead summoned is very small, but if it is that big snowman. Improve strength with quality. I can help more in the future. The

Heart Sword nodded, and then gathered the strength of his whole body to aim at the neck of the giant snowman again and sent out a single throwing knife.

Although the throwing knife hit, the giant snowman had thick skin and flesh, and it did not seem to constitute a fatal injury.

The sword was aimed at the same position, and a single flying knife was issued one after another, on the basis of the first shot, the second shot, the third shot, each shot hit the wound deeper.

Suddenly, a stream of blood appeared from the giant snowman's neck, and he tried to cover it with his hand, but blood flowed out of the gap between his fingers.

With the loss of a large amount of blood, his life also seemed to be lost together, and soon he lost his strength and fell to the ground.

With his fall, the other snowmen were like deflated leather balls, crying and running back, having no intention of fighting again.

As soon as the giant snowman died, the dressed tribe could have taken advantage of the opportunity to counterattack, but at this moment, the three little black chiefs wearing high hats began to quarrel with each other, seemingly questioning each other's chief qualifications.

So the Dress Department soon began the civil war.

And Yaoguang excitedly shouted: "It's done!" I can summon and drive this giant snowman! "