Chapter 190 Two Hundred Thousand Armor

Time is like flowing water, it will never come back.

Zhang Feng did not expect that the dark creatures' siege would never stop since the beginning.

Even though he destroyed more than half of the dark nests, a large number of dark creatures still came like a tide due to their huge base.

At least tens of millions of dark creatures entered the scene every day. Such a terrifying number is more than ten times the number of Yuhui Fortress.

There are quite a few defensive members in Yuhui Fortress.

In addition to the troops of Yuhui Fortress itself, there are also the defeated troops from Black River Fortress and Bluestone Fortress in front.

There are also more than 100,000 people.

There are also reinforcements in the rear, and the combat members alone have reached the level of one million.

This is not a big city in the rear, this is just a fortress.

If it were not for the dark invasion, where would such a scene be seen.

Tens of millions of dark creatures are attacking Yuhui Fortress all the time, constantly consuming the energy, physical strength, and various resources of the members in the fortress.

Opening the formation of the fortress requires energy consumption.

Food and drink also require supplies.

Herbs needed for injuries, supplies to resist the erosion of darkness, and spell materials consumed by various skills.

It can be said that every day, Yuhui Fortress is like a gold-eating beast, constantly eating up a large amount of reserves of the Tianhan Empire.

In such an environment, Yuhui Fortress dares not give in at all, let alone make a compromise for the sake of saving.

Because the Dark Lord is just outside the city, once the formation of Yuhui Fortress is relaxed, it is probably the time for the other party to invade in a large scale.

"This guy is just to use up all the reserves in the fortress. When there is no power left, the Dark Lord will do it himself."

Zhang Feng stood on the wall. The yellow turban warriors around him had long been arranged by him to the surrounding area. Relying on their absolute attribute suppression, they constantly killed dark creatures.

His level has long been full, and even An Yunfeng has also gained experience and reached the full level of the third transformation.

Experience points are no longer useful to him.

The loot dropped by the dark creatures was surrounded by countless dark creatures because they were all under the city.

Zhang Feng couldn't possibly leave the protection of the formation to pick up the loot.

After all, there was a dark lord who hated him to the core in front of him.

Even with the protection of the formation, Zhang Feng needed to be extremely alert to avoid the possibility of being killed by the other party at the risk of his life.

I don't know what the third prince has been doing recently.

He is rarely seen coming to the wall.

The dark lord is always on the front line, relying on the lord's ability to bless his cannon fodder with more attributes.

In short, the current battlefield is like a meat grinder.

It depends on how long the Yuhui Fortress can hold out before it is destroyed.

Because according to the current situation, the Yuhui Fortress has almost no chance of victory.

The Dark Nest continuously provides troops, while the Yuhui Fortress can only rely on the reserves of these days.

The creatures in the Dark Nest are endless and can be manufactured without limit.

But the reserves of the Yuhui Fortress are limited.

Although a lot of them were stockpiled before, there is a limit, which may lead to insufficient quantity and eventually destruction under the endless attacks of dark creatures.

"No wonder the main task only requires us to persist for three months. It seems that there is no problem at all."

An Yunfeng sighed.

She followed Zhang Feng and acted as a facade with the angel pet.

Occasionally, she cast a healing spell on other people outside and turned on the aura to restore the state. Basically, there was nothing to do.

"Fortunately, there is you. The characteristics of the Yellow Turban Warriors are really too buggy."

An Yunfeng looked at the more than one hundred Yellow Turban Warriors, who were wantonly slaughtering the dark creatures rushing over on the wall.

The wall of Yuhui Fortress is much larger than the previous two fortresses.

Hundreds of Yellow Turban Warriors spread out, and they don't occupy much space.

But in this area, with the presence of Yellow Turban Warriors, most people will seem more relaxed.

It can even be used as a rest point in the rotation area, where you can relax.

"How long will it take to end?"

Zhang Feng has been running around for countless times during this period, running day and night for the mission.

After finally returning, he encountered the dark creatures that attacked the city non-stop. He was a little confused about time and couldn't remember how long it had been.

"It's been almost two and a half months."

An Yunfeng carefully calculated. This is the bad thing about the dark game. If you don't remember it, there is no system to remind you.

You can only know the exact time when it's time to leave or when something is triggered.

"Is there another half a month?"

Zhang Feng muttered in his heart, looking at the dark lord in the distance.

If it can continue like this, it may be a good thing.

At first, he wanted to consider killing the dark lord and spending his life to fight once.

But after several battles, Zhang Feng found that the strength of the dark lord was really a bit terrifying, and it was so powerful that it didn't seem like a human being.

Not only was the attack ridiculously high, but the speed was also like lightning. In the blink of an eye, it directly crossed a long distance, which was almost like teleportation.

A lord-level fortress NPC was directly slapped into a puddle of mud by the dark lord in just three seconds.

The opponent's horror was clearly visible.

Even if the Yellow Turban warriors went up together, they would probably be killed directly in a short time.

If they were not opponents, they would not be able to run away if they fought alone.

"Is this the real lord?"

Zhang Feng sighed, muttering something in his heart that others did not know.

He was just calculating how much armor he needed to withstand the terrible attack power of the Dark Lord.

"At least 200,000 armor is needed."

A frivolous voice sounded in Zhang Feng's ears.

Zhang Feng looked back and saw that it was the third prince himself.

He was holding a bunch of grapes in his left hand and stuffing them into his mouth one by one, smiling and saying, "Without 200,000 armor, the Dark Lord's attack will cause serious damage."

Zhang Feng did not ask why the other party knew what he was muttering, because his expression was too obvious, and he could tell what he was thinking at a glance.

Not to mention this charlatan who possessed the divine calculation of the sky.

Although he had the Phase Ring to shield divination and other means, the other party had been studying human hearts for many years, and a doctor of psychology was definitely not as good as him.

It is not difficult to understand people's expressions.

"Two hundred thousand armors, even if you kill me, there is no way I can get that much."

Zhang Feng said with a smile.

But the third prince looked at him steadily and said, "You really have no way to push it to two hundred thousand armors?"

Zhang Feng stopped smiling and looked at the other party: "It seems that you want me to be a meat shield?"