Chapter 1415
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"Are you going to participate in the copy again?"
Han Yu got up from the huge double bed and looked at the light curtain in front of him.
Ever since Gou became the champion in the last copy of the game, Han Yu's life has undergone earth-shaking changes.
On the one hand, a huge sum of 500,000 yuan fell from the sky, which increased his deposit by 500 times.
With so much money all of a sudden, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered. He directly returned the old shabby house he rented and replaced it with a hardcover apartment with a separate toilet and bathroom, and even a semi-open kitchen. .
No need to go to the public kitchen to cook noodles in the middle of the night.
All kinds of computer accessories that I have liked for a long time have also been ordered immediately, and I even dare to add two marinated eggs to the instant noodles.
On the one hand, Han Yu felt that it was good to be rich, and wanted to participate in a few more dungeons, earn more money, and just lie down and retire.
On the one hand, I was afraid of the arrival of the copy.
He was injured a little at the end of the last dungeon, and the pain was exactly the same as the injury in reality.
He is really afraid that he will die in the copy.
He didn't want to suffer the feeling of facing death directly.
However, now that the dungeon came, his heart calmed down instead.
"Forget it, if it's a blessing or a curse, it's a big deal to do it again."
Han Yu clicked to participate.
The whole person was enveloped by white light.
A moment later, after the white light dissipated, Han Yu found himself in a large camp. He was wearing a black windbreaker, a pair of big leather boots on his feet, a Chasaipo rifle in his hand, and a bullet belt and long gun on his waist. Long bayonet.
Surrounded by people who are dressed similarly to him, there are hundreds of them if you count roughly, and there are many more in the distance, it is impossible to count.
Farther away, there is a classical army wearing armor, holding a shield and a scimitar, and the flag looks like a crescent moon.
Han Yu looked familiar at this scene.
He looked into the distance, and there was a tall city not far away. The tower was full of archers and crossbowmen, and all of them were knights in chain mail.
"Could it be..."
Han Yu felt a chill in his heart.
At this time, a light curtain hangs down.
[Main task: Help Saladin capture Jerusalem and get the golden scepter hidden in the Hagia Sophia. 】
[The mission continues until Jerusalem is successfully captured. If the siege fails, all of you mercenaries will be sentenced to death. 】
"What? If you can't beat it, you will be chopped off?"
Han Yu stared at the light curtain and widened his eyes.
The players around are also similar.
At first they thought it was bullying for so many players to help Saladin fight with bolt-action rifles, but now it seems that it is not necessarily so.
If they can't beat them down, they may really be finished.
These players also became nervous.
At this moment, bursts of horns sounded.
A soaring shout sounded from Saladin's army: Allahhukba!
Dozens of trebuchets began to operate, and huge fireballs slammed into the city wall of Jerusalem, causing brick and stone fragments on the wall to fly.
Groups of infantry holding large shields began to advance, followed by huge siege towers and arrow towers.
It was covered with heavily armed infantry, and launched an impact on the walls of Jerusalem.
"It's time for us to go."
Han Yu exchanged glances with many players, knowing that it was time for them to play.
Let them play bayonets with those natives, they are definitely not the opponents of those natives.
Three thousand players may not be able to beat a thousand trained knights.
However, their strength does not lie in close combat.
Their real advantage is the rifle in their hands.
Three hundred bullets per person, if calculated according to one person, can kill at least 900,000.
Of course, they don't have this kind of accuracy.
But if calculated on a ten percent basis, 90,000 can be killed.
One percent is also the same as nine thousand.
Whether there are nine thousand orthodox defenders in the city is another matter.
All they need to do is get fire support below the city.
The players followed the infantry and began to advance continuously.
"Look, what is that?"
Some players had sharp eyes and saw a pile of stones erected on the ground.
The side of the stone pile facing the city wall is painted white.
Looking to the left and right, there are many such stone piles.
"Measuring the distance, this is the parameter mark, destroy it!"
A player yelled.
As soon as the players heard this, they immediately dismantled the pile of stones.
But there was more than one mark along the way, and they couldn't remove all the stone piles.
Moreover, when they touch the pile of stones, it means that they have entered the strike range.
whoosh whoosh—
Sure enough, the trebuchets in the city began to fight back.
Several huge fireballs smashed out along the city wall and fell into Saladin's army formation. The boulder rolled and crushed a long ditch, and dozens of infantrymen holding shields were crushed to pieces.
Fortunately, the trebuchet hit relatively far away, attacking Saladin's central army. The players were in the front army position. The boulder just flew over their heads and did not cause any damage to them.
At this moment, the archers on the top of the city raised their bows and arrows.
Whoosh whoosh!
A series of arrows fell from the sky like raindrops.
Although the soldiers in the front row were all holding their shields, many bows and arrows still penetrated through the gaps in the shields. When one round of arrows lost coverage, a group of soldiers fell down.
In this case, to fall is tantamount to death.
Because there was no one to treat them at all, and even the soldiers who followed behind would trample them into a pulp.
Seeing such a tragic scene, those players also became serious.
They knew that if they didn't work hard, they would end up like those soldiers.
Even if they didn't really die in the dungeon, they didn't want to suffer the pain of death once.
bang bang bang!
The players raised their guns and started shooting at the city.
Although the Chasebol rifle is a very old-fashioned bolt-action rifle, its effective range has reached an astonishing 800 meters.
The players are no more than 150 meters away from the head of the city in a straight line, definitely within range.
Although this round of salvo shot crookedly, many people even went straight to the sky, but some lucky guys still hit the target.
The bullet directly pierced the opponent's chain mail, disrupting the opponent's internal organs.
In an instant, a knight turned into a corpse.
"Keep shooting, suppress the top of the city, and create time for the siege tower."
A player yelled loudly.
bang bang bang!
The players quickly cleaned up the ashes, loaded the bullets, and continued to shoot.
In a round of shooting, the players quickly entered the state.
They are not very good at dynamic combat, but static shooting is still no problem.
Anyway, there are so many people on the city wall, it is almost crowded, as long as the direction is right, you can basically hit it.
The accuracy rate of the players began to increase, and the knights on the city wall were greatly suppressed.
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"Are you going to participate in the copy again?"
Han Yu got up from the huge double bed and looked at the light curtain in front of him.
Ever since Gou became the champion in the last copy of the game, Han Yu's life has undergone earth-shaking changes.
On the one hand, a huge sum of 500,000 yuan fell from the sky, which increased his deposit by 500 times.
With so much money all of a sudden, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered. He directly returned the old shabby house he rented and replaced it with a hardcover apartment with a separate toilet and bathroom, and even a semi-open kitchen. .
No need to go to the public kitchen to cook noodles in the middle of the night.
All kinds of computer accessories that I have liked for a long time have also been ordered immediately, and I even dare to add two marinated eggs to the instant noodles.
On the one hand, Han Yu felt that it was good to be rich, and wanted to participate in a few more dungeons, earn more money, and just lie down and retire.
On the one hand, I was afraid of the arrival of the copy.
He was injured a little at the end of the last dungeon, and the pain was exactly the same as the injury in reality.
He is really afraid that he will die in the copy.
He didn't want to suffer the feeling of facing death directly.
However, now that the dungeon came, his heart calmed down instead.
"Forget it, if it's a blessing or a curse, it's a big deal to do it again."
Han Yu clicked to participate.
The whole person was enveloped by white light.
A moment later, after the white light dissipated, Han Yu found himself in a large camp. He was wearing a black windbreaker, a pair of big leather boots on his feet, a Chasaipo rifle in his hand, and a bullet belt and long gun on his waist. Long bayonet.
Surrounded by people who are dressed similarly to him, there are hundreds of them if you count roughly, and there are many more in the distance, it is impossible to count.
Farther away, there is a classical army wearing armor, holding a shield and a scimitar, and the flag looks like a crescent moon.
Han Yu looked familiar at this scene.
He looked into the distance, and there was a tall city not far away. The tower was full of archers and crossbowmen, and all of them were knights in chain mail.
"Could it be..."
Han Yu felt a chill in his heart.
At this time, a light curtain hangs down.
[Main task: Help Saladin capture Jerusalem and get the golden scepter hidden in the Hagia Sophia. 】
[The mission continues until Jerusalem is successfully captured. If the siege fails, all of you mercenaries will be sentenced to death. 】
"What? If you can't beat it, you will be chopped off?"
Han Yu stared at the light curtain and widened his eyes.
The players around are also similar.
At first they thought it was bullying for so many players to help Saladin fight with bolt-action rifles, but now it seems that it is not necessarily so.
If they can't beat them down, they may really be finished.
These players also became nervous.
At this moment, bursts of horns sounded.
A soaring shout sounded from Saladin's army: Allahhukba!
Dozens of trebuchets began to operate, and huge fireballs slammed into the city wall of Jerusalem, causing brick and stone fragments on the wall to fly.
Groups of infantry holding large shields began to advance, followed by huge siege towers and arrow towers.
It was covered with heavily armed infantry, and launched an impact on the walls of Jerusalem.
"It's time for us to go."
Han Yu exchanged glances with many players, knowing that it was time for them to play.
Let them play bayonets with those natives, they are definitely not the opponents of those natives.
Three thousand players may not be able to beat a thousand trained knights.
However, their strength does not lie in close combat.
Their real advantage is the rifle in their hands.
Three hundred bullets per person, if calculated according to one person, can kill at least 900,000.
Of course, they don't have this kind of accuracy.
But if calculated on a ten percent basis, 90,000 can be killed.
One percent is also the same as nine thousand.
Whether there are nine thousand orthodox defenders in the city is another matter.
All they need to do is get fire support below the city.
The players followed the infantry and began to advance continuously.
"Look, what is that?"
Some players had sharp eyes and saw a pile of stones erected on the ground.
The side of the stone pile facing the city wall is painted white.
Looking to the left and right, there are many such stone piles.
"Measuring the distance, this is the parameter mark, destroy it!"
A player yelled.
As soon as the players heard this, they immediately dismantled the pile of stones.
But there was more than one mark along the way, and they couldn't remove all the stone piles.
Moreover, when they touch the pile of stones, it means that they have entered the strike range.
whoosh whoosh—
Sure enough, the trebuchets in the city began to fight back.
Several huge fireballs smashed out along the city wall and fell into Saladin's army formation. The boulder rolled and crushed a long ditch, and dozens of infantrymen holding shields were crushed to pieces.
Fortunately, the trebuchet hit relatively far away, attacking Saladin's central army. The players were in the front army position. The boulder just flew over their heads and did not cause any damage to them.
At this moment, the archers on the top of the city raised their bows and arrows.
Whoosh whoosh!
A series of arrows fell from the sky like raindrops.
Although the soldiers in the front row were all holding their shields, many bows and arrows still penetrated through the gaps in the shields. When one round of arrows lost coverage, a group of soldiers fell down.
In this case, to fall is tantamount to death.
Because there was no one to treat them at all, and even the soldiers who followed behind would trample them into a pulp.
Seeing such a tragic scene, those players also became serious.
They knew that if they didn't work hard, they would end up like those soldiers.
Even if they didn't really die in the dungeon, they didn't want to suffer the pain of death once.
bang bang bang!
The players raised their guns and started shooting at the city.
Although the Chasebol rifle is a very old-fashioned bolt-action rifle, its effective range has reached an astonishing 800 meters.
The players are no more than 150 meters away from the head of the city in a straight line, definitely within range.
Although this round of salvo shot crookedly, many people even went straight to the sky, but some lucky guys still hit the target.
The bullet directly pierced the opponent's chain mail, disrupting the opponent's internal organs.
In an instant, a knight turned into a corpse.
"Keep shooting, suppress the top of the city, and create time for the siege tower."
A player yelled loudly.
bang bang bang!
The players quickly cleaned up the ashes, loaded the bullets, and continued to shoot.
In a round of shooting, the players quickly entered the state.
They are not very good at dynamic combat, but static shooting is still no problem.
Anyway, there are so many people on the city wall, it is almost crowded, as long as the direction is right, you can basically hit it.
The accuracy rate of the players began to increase, and the knights on the city wall were greatly suppressed.
"Are you going to participate in the copy again?" Han Yu got up from the huge double bed and looked at the light curtain in front of him. Ever since Gou became the champion in the last copy of the game, Han Yu's life has undergone earth-shaking changes. On the one hand, a huge sum of 500,000 yuan fell from the sky, which increased his deposit by 500 times. With so much money all of a sudden, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered. He directly returned the old shabby house he rented and replaced it with a hardcover apartment with a separate toilet and bathroom, and even a semi-open kitchen. . No need to go to the public kitchen to cook noodles in the middle of the night. All kinds of computer accessories that I have liked for a long time have also been ordered immediately, and I even dare to add two marinated eggs to the instant noodles. On the one hand, Han Yu felt that it was good to be rich, and wanted to participate in a few more dungeons, earn more money, and just lie down and retire. On the one hand, I was afraid of the arrival of the copy. He was injured a little at the end of the last dungeon, and the pain was exactly the same as the injury in reality. He is really afraid that he will die in the copy. He didn't want to suffer the feeling of facing death directly. However, now that the dungeon came, his heart calmed down instead. "Forget it, if it's a blessing or a curse, it's a big deal to do it again." Han Yu clicked to participate. The whole person was enveloped by white light. A moment later, after the white light dissipated, Han Yu found himself in a large camp. He was wearing a black windbreaker, a pair of big leather boots on his feet, a Chasaipo rifle in his hand, and a bullet belt and long gun on his waist. Long bayonet. Surrounded by people who are dressed similarly to him, there are hundreds of them if you count roughly, and there are many more in the distance, it is impossible to count. Farther away, there is a classical army wearing armor, holding a shield and a scimitar, and the flag looks like a crescent moon. Han Yu looked familiar at this scene. He looked into the distance, and there was a tall city not far away. The tower was full of archers and crossbowmen, and all of them were knights in chain mail. "Could it be..." Han Yu felt a chill in his heart. At this time, a light curtain hangs down. Main task: Help Saladin capture Jerusalem and get the golden scepter hidden in the Hagia Sophia. The mission continues until Jerusalem is successfully captured. If the siege fails, all of you mercenaries will be sentenced to death. "What? If you can't beat it, you will be chopped off?" Han Yu stared at the light curtain and widened his eyes. The players around are also similar. At first they thought it was bullying for so many players to help Saladin fight with bolt-action rifles, but now it seems that it is not necessarily so. If they can't beat them down, they may really be finished. These players also became nervous. At this moment, bursts of horns sounded. A soaring shout sounded from Saladin's army: Allahhukba! Dozens of trebuchets began to operate, and huge fireballs slammed into the city wall of Jerusalem, causing brick and stone fragments on the wall to fly. Groups of infantry holding large shields began to advance, followed by huge siege towers and arrow towers. It was covered with heavily armed infantry, and launched an impact on the walls of Jerusalem. "It's time for us to go." Han Yu exchanged glances with many players, knowing that it was time for them to play. Let them play bayonets with those natives, they are definitely not the opponents of those natives. Three thousand players may not be able to beat a thousand trained knights. However, their strength does not lie in close combat. Their real advantage is the rifle in their hands. Three hundred bullets per person, if calculated according to one person, can kill at least 900,000. Of course, they don't have this kind of accuracy. But if calculated on a ten percent basis, 90,000 can be killed. One percent is also the same as nine thousand. Whether there are nine thousand orthodox defenders in the city is another matter. All they need to do is get fire support below the city. The players followed the infantry and began to advance continuously. "Look, what is that?" Some players had sharp eyes and saw a pile of stones erected on the ground. The side of the stone pile facing the city wall is painted white. Looking to the left and right, there are many such stone piles. "Measuring the distance, this is the parameter mark, destroy it!" A player yelled. As soon as the players heard this, they immediately dismantled the pile of stones. But there was more than one mark along the way, and they couldn't remove all the stone piles. Moreover, when they touch the pile of stones, it means that they have entered the strike range. whoosh whoosh Sure enough, the trebuchets in the city began to fight back. Several huge fireballs smashed out along the city wall and fell into Saladin's army formation. The boulder rolled and crushed a long ditch, and dozens of infantrymen holding shields were crushed to pieces. Fortunately, the trebuchet hit relatively far away, attacking Saladin's central army. The players were in the front army position. The boulder just flew over their heads and did not cause any damage to them. At this moment, the archers on the top of the city raised their bows and arrows. Whoosh whoosh! A series of arrows fell from the sky like raindrops. Although the soldiers in the front row were all holding their shields, many bows and arrows still penetrated through the gaps in the shields. When one round of arrows lost coverage, a group of soldiers fell down. In this case, to fall is tantamount to death. Because there was no one to treat them at all, and even the soldiers who followed behind would trample them into a pulp. Seeing such a tragic scene, those players also became serious. They knew that if they didn't work hard, they would end up like those soldiers. Even if they didn't really die in the dungeon, they didn't want to suffer the pain of death once. bang bang bang! The players raised their guns and started shooting at the city. Although the Chasebol rifle is a very old-fashioned bolt-action rifle, its effective range has reached an astonishing 800 meters. The players are no more than 150 meters away from the head of the city in a straight line, definitely within range. Although this round of salvo shot crookedly, many people even went straight to the sky, but some lucky guys still hit the target. The bullet directly pierced the opponent's chain mail, disrupting the opponent's internal organs. In an instant, a knight turned into a corpse. "Keep shooting, suppress the top of the city, and create time for the siege tower." A player yelled loudly. bang bang bang! The players quickly cleaned up the ashes, loaded the bullets, and continued to shoot. In a round of shooting, the players quickly entered the state. They are not very good at dynamic combat, but static shooting is still no problem. Anyway, there are so many people on the city wall, it is almost crowded, as long as the direction is right, you can basically hit it. The accuracy rate of the players began to increase, and the knights on the city wall were greatly suppressed.
