"Damn it" Seeing the fierce fighting on the other side of the river, but being unable to intervene across the river, Wang Jiuling, Wu Xiaodang and other professionals who crossed the river first were almost furious and their eyes were red.
The food that had been transported so hard was swallowed up bit by bit by the flames and burned to the ground.
His teammates, whom he had just met, died one after another under the fierce attack of the Yuncheng people.
Seven or eight ordinary survivors were also affected.
If the location were changed, the fifty or sixty professionals in the team, led by the bronze group, would definitely beat the crap out of that group of Yuncheng people.
Unfortunately, I can't get through here.
With only about twenty professionals on the opposite side, the situation would be much more stalemate.
"Brother Wang, let's swim across the river and fight them."
When a professional saw an acquaintance being seriously injured and in a critical condition, he couldn't help clenching his fists and getting to the car, asking for Wang Jiuling's life.
His words immediately attracted the echo of many people.
However, although Wang Jiuling was furious, he still maintained basic sanity.
Not every professional knows how to swim, and as the blood of those who fell into the water spread out, more and more water-sounding monsters gathered near the broken bridge, at least a dozen.
There were even fishmen jumping out of the water and taunting them on the shore.
In this case, it is too dangerous to forcefully swim over.
After a few seconds of hard decision, he still rejected the proposal.
Several professionals around him were immediately disappointed.
At this moment, many people thought of the Storm Griffin that Fang Jin had displayed above the headquarters.
If I could have that kind of flying mount at this time, I might be able to cross the river immediately to provide support.
Some people were so anxious that they proposed detouring support from other bridges upstream and downstream.
But everyone knows that water from afar cannot quench thirst that is near.
Even if you go around the nearest bridge at top speed, it will take ten minutes, but by that time the battle on the other side will be over.
"People from Yuncheng, don't let me know who is behind the string.
I am incompatible with them."
I don’t know who cursed, which aroused the anger and resonance of almost all professionals.
Although they have not been in the Saviors Guild for a long time, they feel very good in all aspects of the guild, and Fang Jin, the founder, is even more powerful.
Because of this, they all have more or less a sense of honor towards the guild.
Now, when the guild is in trouble, they can only stand by and watch.
It feels terrible.
"Boss, I have an idea" An archer who was watching the situation on the other side accidentally saw the broken bridge.
Suddenly he patted his head and had an idea.
He reached out and took out a bundle of slender and flexible mutant spider silk from the storage space.
This spider silk was something he accidentally collected when he and several teammates killed the level 6 underground demon spider elite in the Blackstone Valley last week.
At that time, I just thought that this thing was light and strong and could be used as a wire rope, so I threw it into the storage backpack.
Although I didn't use it for the next week, I didn't throw it away intentionally and kept it in a corner.
At this moment, it unexpectedly came into use.
He quickly connected the spider silk into a thread and tied it to a special black iron arrow.
He wound it several times and tied it tightly.
Then he stood up and took aim with his bow.
When the bow was as full as the moon, he used all his strength to shoot out the arrow.
The black iron arrow carried the hopes of all the professionals on this side of the river and flew out steadily.
There was only a muffled bang, and the sharp arrow with its slender threads sank into the bridge deck at the other end of the broken bridge.
On the other hand, there is still more than ten meters of spider silk left, just enough to tighten it and tie it to the bumper of the truck next to it.
"It is finished" The professionals were overjoyed.
The excited Wang Jiuling rushed up personally and pulled hard.
The power of bronze-level professionals could not shake this "Silk Bridge".
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Everyone knows that spider silk is tougher than steel wire.
As long as it is not burned by fire, this slender silk bridge is enough to allow two or three professionals to pass at the same time.
"I'll come first" Thief Huang Cheng couldn't help it anymore, and jumped over the other professionals who were eager to try, and jumped up first.
However, even for a Bronze-level professional, running across the bridge on such a thin spider silk requires a lot of skill and balance.
Huang Cheng, who had never trained before, underestimated the difficulty.
After running only a few steps, I felt I had lost my balance.
But he also responded quickly.
The body fell down, and the feet were hooked, turning into a climbing posture hanging upside down.
This posture is difficult for ordinary people and consumes a lot of physical strength and arm strength.
But for professionals, it is almost no difficulty.
The thief, who was already very agile, found it even easier to do this.
He was like a monkey and could jump more than ten meters in just a few moves.
At this amazing speed, it wouldn't even take half a minute to climb over the broken bridge.
"good" The professionals suppressed their excitement and lined up behind them, vying to be the second person to cross the river.
While Wang Jiuling had already figured out a way to start reinforcements, the battle on the north bank became more and more intense.
The chaotic battle, the critical situation, and the thick smoke caused by the burning of several carts of food made both parties involved in the war unconcerned about what was happening on the other side of the broken bridge.
Everyone has only one idea in mind, kill each other The person who has the strongest idea is their respective boss.
Fang Jin from the Saviors Guild, and Wang Weiguo, the boss of the Yuncheng professionals After killing six or seven professionals in a row, the anger in his heart was not vented at all, but became more intense as the number of people on his side was reduced.
On the other side, Wang Weiguo was also shocked and angry.
The current situation of the battle was completely out of his expectation.
I thought I could wipe out the forces in Shu County at a very low cost, or even incorporate them, but now it has turned into a complete stalemate.
Seeing the deaths of the professionals who followed him one after another, he felt as distressed as Fang Jin.
Of course, behind this anger and distress, there is also deep fear.
The fighting power of Shuxian people exceeded his imagination Especially, the opponent’s leader Fang Jin That guy with many strange spells, the number of professionals killed by one person accounted for more than 40% of the total casualties, and even caused overall panic in his own side.
If the situation had not reached a point where the outcome could not be decided, Wang Weiguo would have even considered retreating.
But he only needed to look at Fang Jin to know that even if he wanted to withdraw, the other party would never let him leave.
Must repel the opponent No, the other party has suffered such a big loss and will never let it go.
Even if they retreat temporarily, they will come back soon after gathering more power, and even kill their own lair.
That is something Wang Weiguo absolutely cannot tolerate.
Therefore, no matter how much the price is paid, he must kill Fang Jin Only by killing this devilish leader can this nightmare battle come to an end.
Realizing this, he looked at the few teammates around him, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
When he opened his eyes again, he was determined.
A flaming knife roared through the gap in the crowd and flew to Fang Jin's head.
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