Chapter 18 The Invasion Starts Here

"What happened?" Rose and I asked in unison.

The player took a breath first, and then said quickly: "Hot Blood City was attacked, Feng Yin Piaomiao asked for rescue."

Hot Blood City is the headquarters city of the Hot Blood Alliance. This city was established not long ago, but its scale is quite large. Anyone who has seen Essinger will be a little irritated, and Feng Yin Piaomiao is certainly no exception. After returning, he built such a passionate city. Of course, Feng Yin Piaomiao is not two hundred and fifty. He also knows how much wealth he has, so this bloody city is only relatively grand, not really as exaggerated as the one built by Essinger.

After all, the Hot Blood Alliance used to be the largest guild in China. Even if it is overtaken by us and the Northern Alliance now, it is still the third largest guild in China, and their main city will actually be attacked. Although it is strange and acceptable for such a city to be attacked, it is abnormal for it to be attacked to the point where it needs to call for help.

After listening to the reports from the members of our guild, I also knew that the matter was serious. I turned to Rose and Woma and said, "You go organize manpower immediately. I will go over first to see the situation."

"Okay." Rose nodded and quickly began to instruct everyone to divide their work. Rescue is a race against time. If you are slower, you may save a ruins.

I turned the teleportation ring and directly selected Hot-Blooded City. However, the teleportation ring did not prompt for teleportation but other sounds came from the teleportation ring. "Hot Blood City has entered a state of war. Teleportation is prohibited for idlers and others. You are a member of the alliance guild. You can choose to teleport and join the war or give up the teleportation. Please decide within thirty seconds, otherwise you will give up the teleportation by default."

The city was at war, and my mind was broken. Just now I was thinking that such a city was beaten to the point of needing rescue. In all likelihood, it was a sneak attack, but since the system prompted that the city had entered a state of war, it was not a sneak attack. Otherwise, it should have been in a state of searching for enemies. In any case, I had to read it first to determine the next step. I immediately confirmed the system's inquiry, and the transmission started immediately.

I directly chose the teleportation point on the city wall, where I should be able to see the battle situation faster. After the light flashed, I had appeared at the edge of a section of the city wall, but I had not yet stood firm. Suddenly, a sharp roar was heard as an object cut through the air. Almost at the same time, the stone pillar next to it exploded with a bang, and a pile of gravel flew out.

"Bullets?" In my impression, the only thing that can produce such an effect is bullets, but how could there be bullets here? Even long-range attacks should be magic or bows and arrows!

A whooshing sound broke through the air again, and I hurriedly lowered my head to avoid it. There was a sudden sound, and there was a dent in the metal road sign behind me. A yellow metal block is embedded in the iron sign. Damn, it’s really a bullet! I quickly rushed out of this simple teleportation place. Without the obstruction of the wall, the situation outside was clear at a glance.

This is the top of the city wall, and a large group of players are squatting under the stomping wall in front. More people were crawling on the ground. They were all startled when they saw me, but they soon became relieved. It’s impossible that people from the Hot Blood Alliance don’t know me. After all, it’s an alliance guild. What kind of alliance are we joining if we don’t even recognize the boss of the other party?

I just took two steps forward. When he wanted to ask, the player next to the wall shouted first: "Get down!"

They shouted too late, and they dinged three times in succession above my head, but it did not produce the expected effect. Those players who told me to get down were relieved when they saw that I was fine. A player who looked like a commander climbed up to me and said, "Is it Guild Leader Ziri? When will the people from your guild arrive?"

"We are already preparing for the meeting. It may take a few minutes for someone to come over. What are you doing here? Who is beating you?"

"This...!" The guy predicted and pointed at the wall: "You'd better see for yourself!"

I ducked over to the wall and stretched my head to take a look, but as soon as I popped my head up, I was immediately hit by a series of heavy blows like raindrops, and there was a tinkling sound all over my body. At the same time, gravel was also flying on the wall. No wonder the players inside didn't dare to take the lead. After a long time, the opponent's fire suppression was too fierce. Although I was beaten back by intensive firepower, I could still clearly see the situation outside.

"A Western movie?" I couldn't help but curse. There are a large group of white people under the city wall. Most of them wear light leather armor, and only a few of them have heavy armor. However, these people are all riding horses, and almost everyone has a small cannon-like firecracker in their hands, and these people always like to shoot at the city wall while shouting haha Haha. but. The most attractive thing is a big flag behind them. I happen to recognize the symbol on it. "Holy Spear Alliance!"

The player below heard my soliloquy and asked, "Do you know these people?"

I nodded: "It's the Holy Spear Alliance in the United States. It is currently the second largest guild in the United States, but their president is the most powerful master in the United States. His name is the Gun God. I don't know if he is here today."

boom. Before I could finish my words, a fort not far away was suddenly blown away. I don’t know, I thought it was attacked by the opponent’s cannon! The artillery position was too close to us, and the gravel flying in random directions washed us away. The shock wave made everyone feel itchy all over.

"Damn, it's that pervert again!" the player who just introduced the situation to me complained.

"Do you know what this is made of?" I asked the player.

The player pointed outside the wall: "See for yourself, it's a guy riding a giant monster. The armor on his body is silver-white, so it's easy to recognize."

I stretched my head and took a look, and immediately received another intensive fire attack, but I still saw the legendary guy. Damn, that guy is really the gunman. He actually came to China and brought so many men with him. The profession of musketeer can only be changed in the United States and France, but France has several other special professions that are relatively good. There are not many people who play musketeers, and the number of musketeers in the United States is quite large.

The ordinary musket in "Zero" is very large, about one and a half meters long, with a barrel diameter of at least ten centimeters, and looks like a small cannon. The firing speed of this kind of musket is very slow. Usually only the archer's shooting speed is half or lower, and the musket cannot be thrown and has no curved trajectory. But the advantages of muskets are also obvious. The most direct feature is their high power. The power of the basic muskets sold in the system store is already equivalent to the power of the third-level skill of an average archer, let alone the high-end goods you can get from completing missions. A single musketeer is just a bunch of small potatoes that anyone can bully, but once they gather to form a sustained firepower, even the strongest professions will have to avoid it.

The musketeers of the Paladin League in front of them all have very high-end muskets. The power is not generally great, and more importantly, the range is also quite long. In the case of direct shooting, the archer's shooting range is not as good as that of the musketeer, but in the throwing state, the shooting range of the bow and arrow is longer than that of the musketeer, but the accuracy is worse. However, the shooting range of the musketeers we saw today generally exceeded the throwing range of the archers, and their accuracy was so good that we didn't even dare to raise our heads. Only a few artillery pieces dared to fight with them. One is long and short.

One player said in disgust: "That guy's gun is like a cannon. Our cannons were silenced by him. It would be great if we could suppress him."

I shook my head: "You didn't lose unjustly. That's the gunman, the most powerful person in the United States."

"I said why are you so powerful!"

I stretched my head to take another look at the situation, but unexpectedly I saw the gunman aiming his gun at us. "Run!"

As soon as I jumped out, there was a loud bang behind me. Half of the stacked wall where I was hiding just now flew away together with the bluestone slab on the top of the wall. Those who were talking to me just now were also taken away. I glanced through the crack in the wall, and the gun turned and aimed in my direction again. My day, how could he see me when I was clearly hiding behind the wall?

No matter what, I can't stay in this position. I quickly jumped out again, and the corner where I had just stopped was blown away. The familiar and arrogant voice came from under the wall. "Ziri, stop hiding. I've seen you."

Damn, I wonder why he keeps staring at this side. I simply stood up from under the wall, but this time I didn't attract intensive firepower. "God of Guns, how long has it been since you last seen your strength?"

"Are they each other? Anyone who can dodge and shoot me three times is considered a master in the United States. You are already considered a master."

"No, no, no one in China can dodge your shot. I just dodged three shots, it's nothing. And we Chinese have an old saying that 'come back without reciprocating,' and you gave me three shots." The bullet is gone, now it’s my turn to return the favor.”

Almost as soon as I finished speaking, I jumped off the city wall. The gunman hurriedly shot, but the moving target was not so easy to shoot. He shot a three-meter-diameter hole on the city wall with one shot. There were many big round pits, but they didn’t hit me. My body fell to the ground quickly, and when I was almost reaching the ground, my legs suddenly touched the city wall. Then suddenly exert force. Spider-like cracks suddenly appeared on the wall where I relied on my strength. When I was in the air, I had transformed into a werewolf form, and the power of this jump was naturally huge.

After flying more than ten meters with my body close to the ground, I put my hands on the ground. Immediately raise your upper body, lower your legs to the ground, stand upright and run forward quickly. The Gunslinger had just loaded the second bullet at this time. His gun was indeed powerful enough, but the rate of fire could only be said to be average, so he had only loaded the second bullet now. However, being able to reload within three seconds is already a very fast speed among musketeers. Of course, continuous muskets are not included.

As long as you have good equipment and good luck, everyone can become a strong player in the game. However, in order to become a master, in addition to the previous factors, your own level must also be indispensable. The Gunslinger's weapons are indeed powerful, but his skills are also undeniable. After the second round was loaded, he did not panic and fire immediately like a rookie. Instead, he held his strange-looking musket flat and stood still at me.

He was fine-tuning his aim. This guy could still calmly wait for the shot to be aimed in this environment, which showed that his strength was not entirely due to his weapons. Although I knew what he meant, I was not frightened and still rushed towards him quickly. As long as they get up close, ten gun gods are no match for one purple sun, and the melee combat of musketeers is worse than that of archers! But I still had to be careful before getting close, so I tensed up and stared straight at the back of the gun god's wrist.

What I'm looking at is the muscles in the forearm. If you want to pull the trigger, you need to tighten the muscles here first to move the fingers. From the time they move to when the trigger is actually pulled, it takes a short period of time. Although it is short, it is enough for me to dodge. Suddenly, I saw that muscle move, and I also confirmed the direction of the gun muzzle. The body suddenly lowered its height, pressed its upper limbs on the ground, and slid sideways, instantly avoiding the shooting line. But I still underestimated the gun god. His muscles relaxed again, and then the muzzle of the gun was slightly adjusted, aiming at the sliding me. His muscles tightened again, and the trigger was pressed.

boom. The bullet flew out with the help of the magic primer, but I suddenly took off on the spot in a more weird identity, and my body did a forward somersault of 3,600 degrees in mid-air. It was perfect except that the landing posture was not very good. Behind me, a little bit in front of where I had just taken off, a big crater was made by the bullet, and the ground turned into a glass-like crystal. If I hadn't gotten out of the way just now, I would be the one turning into crystal now.

Although I fell flat when I landed on the ground, I quickly bounced up from the ground, jumped forward and rushed forward again. The gunman quickly retreated and began to pull the bolt to reload, just as I was getting close to him. When he was beside him, he leveled the muzzle of the gun again.

I didn't expect him to finish it. This guy must have practiced reloading countless times. This speed is too fast. The moment he raised the gun, I rushed in front of him, and the muzzle of the gun almost reached my chest. Time seemed to stop at this moment, our speed became so slow, and everyone's expressions also changed slowly. Finally, I bumped into the muzzle of the gun. The gunman smiled evilly at me, and then pulled the trigger.

boom……