Chapter 608: Chapter 514: The Enemy at the Gates
*What kind of concept, ultimately, was a hundred thousand people?*
*Many people didn’t really understand, nor did they have a clear recognition.*
However, today, when the players saw the heads of people covering the mountains and plains, and the tents stretching beyond the horizon, even the calst could not help but feel their blood boil…
It was a scene difficult to describe with words.
Especially after most of the Black Iron Upper players had exchanged for the purple epic Black Upper equipnt.
Although this set of equipnt varied for each profession, the overall style remained unified. Worn by the players now, it had a cohesive aura.
It was just like a true cold weapon era army.
No, or perhaps even more shocking than any true cold weapon era army in history.
Because, even in the cold weapon era, it was impossible to achieve such uniformity in equipnt.
Not only that, the players’ equipnt was more exquisite, accompanied by various demon beasts, adding a magical touch.
*Being on the scene, an indescribable sense of epicness and shock surged into every player’s heart.*
Of course, the passionate BGM contributed significantly.
With a command from Li Mu, the rhythmic and infectious electronic music resounded on the battlefield channel, stimulating everyone’s nerves.
At this mont, everyone realized that it was ti to set off.
Tents were packed away by the players, stored in spatial equipnt or guild supplies.
Indeed, players carried supplies.
Although many high-level players had exchanged for spatial equipnt, compared to the large player base, those with spatial items were still very few.
And as a “peculiar” ga without an “item bar,” for the convenience of battle supplies, players had to learn from real armies to prepare supplies, including food, self-made siege weapons, spare equipnt, etc…
Of course, these materials were prepared by guilds, with the four major guilds contributing the most.
So solo players and small guilds only needed to provide manpower.
The players moved quickly.
After Li Mu gave the order to assemble, everyone imdiately sprang into action.
They used small teams as basic units, and ten or even dozens of small teams ford into corps, eventually forming four army groups centered around the four major guilds.
From a distance, the players looked like raindrops forming streams, streams rging into rivers, constantly moving, constantly integrating, ultimately forming four behemoth groups on the southern slope of the mountain.
Counting a total of 120,000 people.
In addition, there were as many as 60,000 various demon beasts, and over two thousand carriages and cals captured from Sorren Comrce and the Beastn, now turned into supplies…
This was a formidable force.
And standing beside Divine Favored Zero, looking at such a magnificent scene, Life Saintess Alice also felt her heart stirred.
This was her first ti personally observing the player army group assembly of thousands.
And what shocked her was not only the grandeur of the scene but also the efficiency of the Chosen Ones.
She could not understand how the usually free-spirited Chosen Ones could be so orderly and disciplined at this mont.
After Li Mu gave the command, they could quickly form a formation in such a short ti.
Alice didn’t know that this was a traditional skill for players during camp battles in large-scale role-playing online gas.
No matter the online ga, even if players were usually laid-back, whenever a camp battle ca, they would instinctively suppress the urge to stir up trouble, focus on following orders, and willingly beco a cog in the team.
This was brought about by the desire to win, and also by the sense of faction honor.
Although the “Elf Kingdom” war was not a PVP camp war, many days of gaplay had already made everyone recognize this place, forming a strong sense of faction honor and identification.
And what this brought about was a terrifying cohesion!
Fifteen minutes later, the army was assembled.
Li Mu rode his Brass Dragon, circling high above in the sky, with a solemn expression.
In his view, the small map in the upper right corner no longer showed the individual light spots representing players, but had completely turned into four solid “blots.”
Those were groups of tens of thousands of players converging into one.
He looked down at the majestic army, then shifted his gaze to the distant Death Desert.
The vast yellow sands were the battlefield they were about to enter.
He raised his decorative command sword high, shouting:
“For the Elf Clan, for the Goddess, the whole army marches!”
His voice echoed throughout the battlefield channel.
And imdiately after, a cascading roar rose from the ground among the player army:
“For the Elf Clan, for the Goddess!”
The sound was mighty, forming echoes in the Dark Mountain Range, lasting indefinitely…
Then, the players mounted their demon beasts, either one rider per beast, or two or three riders per beast, and began to move.
The four massive player groups, like four torrents, surged from slow to fast toward the Death Desert…
The earth trembled like thunder.
…
Death Desert, Golden Tent Tribe.
This was one of the larger Half-Beast tribes close to the Dark Mountain Range, renowned alongside the Silver Tent Tribe.
As a major tribe with a population of tens of thousands, the Golden Tent Tribe was also the lord of a vast area nearby, with many smaller tribes relying on it.
On the earth-and-stone-built ramparts surrounding the tribe.
A Half-orc dressed in a Priest Robe was patrolling left and right, accompanied by two Half-orc Warriors.
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