After a moment.

Yilu's early chaos gradually stabilized, and the treatment and damage reduction skills finally reached the pace, but even so, there will still be casualties if you accidentally, especially the heavy-mounted players in the front row. Almost every second, someone is severely injured or even killed. The golden sword energy falling densely in the air is like seeking life. These Mo Lin knights are indeed too fierce!

"laugh!"

With the double daggers interlaced and cut, the head of a Mo Lin Knight flew up in the air, and the last blow actually completed the killing effect. This was the first Mo Lin Knight to be killed on our Yilu position. A small pile of gold coins exploded. Just looking at the output of the gold coins was amazing, and the merit and experience values ​​were very strong. As the killer, I occupied the big head, and the rest of the team divided a lot.

"Tsk tsk..."

While raising his staff to attack, A Fei exclaimed: "It's worthy of being a mountain and sea-level monster. If I could keep doing this, I could get about 3-4 levels today."

Shen Mingxuan kept shooting and shooting, and his beautiful eyes widened: "Follow Ali to experience? I'm shameless. Look how miserable Ali was, being rubbed by a group of Mo Lin knights..."

In the battlefield, the Mo Lin Knight's nightmare combo never stopped, and there was a new Mo Lin Knight in the distance to launch a charge, so my "Dinghai Shen Needle" on the front line was indeed hit and shook back and forth. There was no way, but as long as Lin Xi, Qing Deng, Calories and others could support it, Yilu's position could be defended.

...

About ten minutes later.

In front, the 70,000 to 80,000 Flame God Legion's troops were almost cut and killed. I rarely see the defeated forces of the Flame God Legion. Most of them have died in battle on the positions. The Mo Lin Knights not only crushed the Flame God Legion in terms of quantity, but also individual combat power. The reason is that although the Flame God Legion is strong, they are negligent in practice in tactics and training. Putting aside equipment and equipment, in fact, the combat quality of the Flame God Legion is not as good as the Fire Legion, especially when fighting against the Demon Legion, they lack experience and panic. This is much stronger than that of the Fire Legion. After all, it is an army originally belonging to the Far East Province, and has dealt with the Pioneer Legion and the Fire Legion.

"No..."

A ten thousand men had only one arm left, and was shocked by the sword of Knight Mo Lin and flew away. Blood and tears were intertwined in his eyes, and he shouted with reluctance: "My brothers have all been wiped out. Do we still have to keep struggling to support it, sir?! There are only less than ten thousand left of people we brought out..."

In the crowd, Lin Xiuwen, the deputy commander who kept splitting the Mo Lin Knight in two, looked angry, but looking at the gradually submerged position ahead, although he was unwilling to face this reality, he gritted his teeth and ordered: "I can only retreat, and I will send an order, and the troops outside the Yan Shen Legion will slowly retreat into the pass!"

In the distance, the Knights Templar suffered heavy losses. The 70,000 to 80,000 heavy cavalry left to fight, and there were only less than 30,000 left. Countless mounts were running back and forth on the battlefield, full of sadness.

"Knights Templars, retreat!"

Finally, less than four hours after fighting with the Pioneer Legion and the Immortal Legion, the most elite Flame God Legion, the Templar Knights, and the Parliamentary Army, all retreated to Yanmen Pass, and only a large number of players were left outside the Pass to defend their positions.

...

"NPC is gone, what are we still waiting for??"

In the distance, the leader of Yunhaixuan, Xianyi, raised his long sword and shouted in a low voice: "Haven, you are responsible for leading everyone's back to the palace. The rest of the people followed me and returned to the pass immediately. If we don't leave, we may not be able to get in!"

As he said that, his pupils drastically expanded, and his eyes patrolled the battle formation: "Hey, where is your waist?"

In the crowd, a young sharpshooter frowned and said, "Report to the leader of the alliance, the deputy leader of the Northwest Waist King has already brought his people into the pass ten minutes ago."

"Damn!"

In another direction, Lu Tiehan, who had been missing for a long time, took Wang Yaozu and others to gallop, and roared: "Damn the Mo Lin Knight is too fierce. I suspect that I can't beat him even if I fight alone. Everyone in Longyin Mountain retreats. Run as fast as possible. If you run slowly, you will be killed. It's all your fault that you don't exercise in your daily life~~~"

Pan Tuofeng directly activated the speeding skill and ran like lightning.

"Son of Turtle, run faster than me!"

Further away, the position of Dawn, which was originally like a rock, was constantly chiseled open by the impact of the Mo Lin Knight. In the blink of an eye, it was already falling in size, as if it had been gnawed by a hyena. Dawn's face became increasingly ugly. The sword blade in his hand drooped, and he sighed: "I can't stop it anymore, and many T1 guilds can't stop it anymore. Let's retreat. There is no need to make fearless struggles outside the city."

"Um!"

Po Xiaochen nodded: "Retreat!"

One after another, the guilds below t1 retreated one by one on the positions outside the city, and the remaining t1 guilds seemed to be angry with each other. Although the overall defense line outside the city was full of holes and everyone was busy extending and connecting with each other, they were always reluctant to retreat in one breath. Even if they suffered huge losses, everyone claimed to be the t1 guild. At this time, the strength and resilience were compared. Whoever retreated first would be embarrassed!

Moreover, there is a "live" mark on the upper right corner of the interface, and the avatar of the beautiful anchor "Feier" is behind it. The total number of people watching the live broadcast has exceeded 2,000. At this time, many people are watching the performances of a group of T1 guilds in the national server. No one wants to retreat for a while. After all, this is too embarrassing.

...

Night falls.

Across the entire front, wisps of golden light kept falling like rain. When it fell into the crowd, it turned into a golden sword energy with sufficient lethality. The positions that stretched for nearly a few miles were everywhere, which was already a bit terrible.

"Aren't we going to retreat?"

In the Wuji Guild's position, Yanshi was left with only remaining blood. He stepped back with a dagger to seek protection. While shouting at Yanshi in the front row, "If we don't attack, if we don't retreat, the losses will probably expand further. Could it be that our Wuji will learn from the group of fools in the War Alliance in the Troubled Times and retreat when the front row is dead?"

Yanshi took the sword and scattered on the front line without attacking, and his voice was low: "Stand for a while, now Yun Haixuan and the people from the guild in Poxiao are retreating. There are people everywhere in the gates of Yanmen Pass. Even if we retreat, we have no door to leave."

"well……"

At this moment, the Dragon Knight Hall Guild not far away was even more chaotic. Their defense line was cut into seven or eight pieces, and they were constantly attacked by the Mo Lin Knights. Mo Lin Knights waved bloody sword blades to rush into the crowd of players. Wherever the sword light rose, someone would have to land. With a flurry of blood, it would constantly ignite the golden sword energy in the sky. These Mo Lin Knights seemed to transform into Zhao Zilong of Changshan, and wanted to kill seven in and seven out of the crowd of the Dragon Knight Hall.

"It must be withdrawn!"

On the front line, the weed man held a sword and slashed back and forth, and his body was covered with bloody holes cut by the black unicorn. His eyes were about to break, and he said, "Boss, let's retreat. If we continue to fight like this, our front row will be consumed soon. In order to win a false reputation of T1, there is no need to do so!"

"Shut up!"

Zixiong frowned.

Not far away, the poet and wine were under the protection of a group of paladins, and his eyes were chilling, and he said, "Testle, what do you mean by saying these words? Who is fighting for the sign of T1? We are doing it for the dignity of the national server! You know, people live in one breath, and an event, they were killed by the alien demon army in less than four hours outside the pass, and can we lose such a person? "

"Um."

Xia Chongyu said, "What the leader said makes sense. Panghua, I know your starting point is also good. Everyone should say less. It is important to defend against the enemy now, don't worry about those."

The Pancao people snorted angrily and raised their swords to the other side, but the entire guild's position in the Dragon Knight Hall was collapsing and they could only rely on Zixiong, Pancao people, Ghost Walker, and other groups of super-strong players who were extremely powerful were under pressure and survived. This loss was indeed too great. Nearly a hundred people fell down almost every second, which could not last for a few minutes. In fact, there was no need.

...

In the end, the first guild in the national server, known as T1, was actually myth.

Changsheng Jue held the sword blade in his hand, rode a war horse, and used a shield to block damage for everyone. He said in a deep voice: "There are more and more Molin knights, and it has become unsafe outside the city. The back row covers the front row and retreats slowly to minimize the losses!"

The Purgatory Dawn held the battle bow and kept shooting, shocking the Mo Lin Knight who was charging, frowned and said, "Everyone keeps following closely, don't fall behind. Leaving behind at this time is committing suicide, don't hesitate!"

The painting on the paper also carried a sword blade to help everyone retreat.

No one expected that the myth, which claimed to be a quasi-t0 in the national server, would retreat first.

"snort……"

Qingdeng snorted lazily and said with a smile: "The Art of Eternity, Purgatory Dawn, these two guys are really pragmatic and not purgatory. After seeing the war loss begin to expand, they retreated decisively. This is much better than the people in the Dragon Knight Hall."

Haotian asked while wielding the Canglong Axe, "Boss, when will we retreat?"

"No hurry!"

I saw that the situation on both wings of the position was relatively stable and said, "Our Yilu can bear the immediate price for the time being. Please resist for a few more minutes. When the city gate has a free time, we will retreat. Before retreating, we will shrink the formation, slowly retreat, and fight against the city gate, and keep no worries."

"Um!"

...

Outside the pass.

With the retreat of myth, Prague, Fengmang and other old T1 guilds also retreated one by one. Immediately afterwards, the Dragon Cavalry Palace no longer gritted its teeth and retreated almost at a defeat rate. Then there were Wuji and the Troubled World War Alliance. Soon after, there were only two major guilds outside the city, Yilu and Fenglin Volcano, guarding side by side outside Yanmen Pass.
Chapter completed!