Elf Archer of Life in Another World

"When you act, you have to do the whole thing."

Just now when Sister Wu took hold of Nian Nian's arm holding the bow, she said this lightly.

So even though the audience was on the city wall and the audio-visual display was not satisfactory, the dancing sister still followed the "script" diligently and acted out scene after scene.

Even the lines that only the two of them could hear were spoken with great emotion, making Niannian feel embarrassed to just use um, oh, 1, 2, 3 to get things done.

Perhaps, this is also to show off to our own people? Every time I think about it, there seem to be some stragglers on the siege side.

The deceleration effect they experienced every year on the watchtower showed the success of their acting skills: the man in the green shirt was a non-Fengya survival player.

So every year I gave him an arrow unceremoniously, hitting him in the shoulder. It was a complete act! As an expert as I am, no matter what the enemy does, he needs to see some blood to be real, right?

When the players who defended the city finally couldn't hold it any longer and rushed out of the city gate, Nian Nian thought that the good show he had participated in had finally come to an end, and they, the actors, could also thank the audience and receive a wave of applause (

Or scolding?).

Who would have thought that just when the defenders were about to approach the attacker's tent, someone among the attackers yelled:

"These grandsons are here! Let's fight like crazy! Kill a few more of the generals before they die!"

Then a dozen players who were noisily surrounding the big tent immediately turned around, staring fiercely at these guys who wanted to "take advantage of the situation", sharpening their knives.

"No, brother, we are just here to get the participation prize, really!"

Some of the defenders saw that the situation was not good and quickly explained.

"Get involved, sister! It's all over anyway, kill as many as you want!"

These words not only reminded the siege players who were at a loss surrounding the big tent, but also reminded the defenders who were hesitant.

This general is about to die, and if he dies, everyone loses, so why not kill more people now to earn points?

The person who just tried to call him brother immediately changed his expression, and without saying a word, he rushed forward with his knife drawn.

Nian Nian was at a loss when he saw the two parties fighting together, as well as the fallen players on the siege side, lying on the top of a felt tent not far away:

The one I shot just now couldn't be a real general, could he?

Take a closer look, hey, those people who were hacked to death don’t seem to be Fengyacun people?

By paying attention every year, I can see some clues.

Although the players of Feng Yacun shouted to fight and killed, and looked fierce, their positions were not chaotic at all. Although they were a little uneven, they were definitely organized.

And what about the players defending the city?

Just like those unlucky guys who died tragically just now, Feng Yacun's left sentence was spelled out, and the right sentence was scored, and the lifelike and ferocious expressions made the blood rush to his head, and he didn't know how many people were left behind.

Become rational.

And a few percent of his rationality had to be used to pay attention to the harsh reprimands from women that came from the big tent from time to time.

The "skylight" that Nian Nian opened just now was very large. A piece of felt was torn directly from the bulging roof of the tent, and a large hole was ripped out in the direction where she jumped, as if it had been peeled off.

The lower piece of orange peel hangs halfway to the ground.

Through the gap "unintentionally" exposed by the siege players, the defenders who were facing the enemy's tent could clearly see the torn hole and the red figure inside that kept walking in place.

"How's it going? Can it still be saved?"

"What?"

"Go on! You have to stop this!"

Three sentences in a row, each one louder and more exciting than the last.

At the end of the last sentence, the red figure finally felt the fiery gaze outside the tent. When he turned around, his sharp gaze hit a city defender who stretched his neck to look at her. The man was so frightened that he quickly looked away and held a knife.

He made random gestures.

"Listen, Feng Yacun, give me a minute to destroy these bastards!"

The cold female voice came from the wound on the big tent, instantly igniting everyone's blood: one side was because of being "miscellaneous", and the other was because she wanted to destroy the "miscellaneous".

"Fuck, let's fight!"

The defenders who ran out of the city gate were already feeling aggrieved. Now they were called "bastards" and they couldn't bear it anymore. They gritted their teeth and clenched their fists. They didn't care whether Shao Wu was male or female, beautiful or ugly.

I wanted to rush into the big tent and punch her hard.

After they were defeated in this battlefield, they were tricked into making dumplings first, and they accepted it. After all, it was they who underestimated the enemy and were careless, so they were calculated and unintentional by Feng Yacun, so their death in the first wave was not too unjust.

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Later, because of a lunatic on the opposite side who disrupted the situation, a total of sixty of them faced the crisis of being "slow down", so they had no choice but to abandon the Great Wall. They didn't care about winning or losing in this battle, but first kept their qualifications to enter the battlefield.

As a result, even before he escaped, he was ridiculed by these rubbish who could not catch the real culprit?

"You damn people have the ability to catch that Nian Nian! You can't even beat a little cousin, and now you're taking it out on us? You all damn her, right?"

"..."

Being called out suddenly, Niannian felt that something was not right. He was lying on the ground for no apparent reason? But why did he feel that it was not so inexplicable?

Before Nian Nian could catch the flashing thought in his mind, the two parties below were fighting each other again. After all, the hatred between both parties had been almost aroused by words, and it was time to prove themselves with actions.

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Nian Nian held his chin and sat on the top of the felt tent for a while. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the battle below was already a bit tragic.

After all, Feng Yacun's people were really prepared, and the players who were defending the city were so angry that they didn't even notice that they were being pushed towards the city gate step by step by Feng Yacun's people.

Moreover, Feng Yacun's people did not forget to continue teasing in various ways while fighting, such as "Whoever retreats first will be raised by so and so", "Call grandpa and I will spare you", "Guess I'll chop you up"

How many seconds will it take to make a mess?” and so on.

The defenders, who were full of enthusiasm for a while, naturally did not get much benefit from the calm Feng Yacun players, but their spirit of "defeating the enemy and winning" did help them gain a lot of kills.

Seeing that the players defending the city had resorted to the method of "die together", Nian Nian shook his head and sent out a hail of arrows, wanting to send a group of people back to the resurrection camp in the city first.

Seeing the rain of arrows that were staring at his own people as if they had eyes, a player from the city defense side didn't wait for a reaction when he saw the Feng Yacun player in front of him stepped forward to block him, actually using his body to protect him.

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As a result, before the person being protected could be moved, the "shield" immediately turned around and sent a knife directly into his chest, and finally cursed viciously:

"Fuck! You have to die in my hands!"

This is not the only player who was stabbed after being protected in this way, but some people heard "Don't take advantage of that shell man!", and some people heard "You stinky sb who steals people's heads!"

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Of course, there are also a few city defenders who are sent directly back to the city every year, but most of them are still stunned for a moment with complicated emotions.

In fact, everyone is a victim!

"Brother, we have no grievances to begin with, why don't we go kill that Nian Nian together first?"

"Kill them! My generals are all going to die! I'll kill you first!"

The people who originally thought they could have a good conversation were immediately stabbed mercilessly, and they could only curse these people secretly, fearing that they would be stunned by anger, while resisting with all their strength.

At this moment, a clear and lively voice came from one side of the chaos:

"Hey, hey, your general is still alive and well! I agreed that I would only shoot that puppet, so don't distrust my accuracy, okay?"

The person who heard this immediately turned his head, then turned around following a beam of blue light that flew out, letting his eyes fall on the big tent.

The green light flew to the front of the tent in the blink of an eye. The next moment, the green light split into three, turned into three spiral airflows and penetrated into the felt tent, stirring up the rags all over the sky and falling down one after another, revealing several things inside.

Personal silhouette.

The dancing sister in red didn't react in time and was drenched in rags. She was in a rare embarrassment.

But what attracted everyone's attention at this time was no longer the dancing sister, but the silent man in golden armor in the middle of the tent, and the man with a Chinese character face wearing full armor next to "him".

"General?"

"Puppet? Puppet? We were deceived again??"

"You are simply going too far!"

"Fuck! You know how to play tricks like this!! If you have the ability, do it with real swords and guns!!"

The defenders who were filled with indignation just now suddenly became sad, and their urge to kill became even stronger.

"Haha, the dancing sister is so awesome that she actually deceived you all. By the way, my acting skills are pretty good too, right?"

After revealing the "truth", Niannian jumped off the roof of the tent and looked at everyone with a smile, as if waiting for cheers and applause.

Of course, in reality, there are neither of these, only the cannibalistic gazes of the defending players.

Nian Nian shrugged and strolled back to the tent. Looking at the somewhat embarrassed-looking dancing sister, he kindly pointed to her left ear:

"There are some rags on top."

"Thanks."

The dancing sister calmly raised her hand to brush the hair around her ears and looked at Nian Nian with a smile:

"You are quite smart."

"But beautiful sister, you are not being kind!"

Nian Nian curled his lips and said: "It's okay to use me to act. Anyway, I did get some points. But later on, you shied away the blame and drew a clear line. Do you really think I'm stupid?"

If Feng Yacun's player is really allowed to play out this drama to the end, will she still be able to fight on the battlefield every year?

He was killing his own generals, snatching heads, etc. Every year, he felt that his reputation as a "battlefield cancer" could not be erased even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

On the other hand, Feng Yacun's people not only won the victory, but also gained points, and also created an innocent image of themselves as victims, successfully kicking her aside every year.

"Say," Niannian stood in front of the dancing sister and asked jokingly:

"Do they hate me or you more now?"