Chapter 296. Defend the Territory (6)
A lot of Death Knights charged into the castle, some of them clashing with players. However, most of the Death Knights which had not been attacked by the players were riding their Spectre Skeletal Horses directly towards the territorial hall!
After all, the ultimate goal was not to annihilate each other! One side had to destroy the guild flag in territorial hall, while another side had to defend and protect the flag from being destroyed by monsters within the time limit. Therefore, Zhang Yang’s ultimate goal did not necessarily involve the annihilation of the enemy!
As a result, a lot of Death Knights directly rushed into territorial hall once they entered the castle! The guild flag always was the target of attack within Death Knights’ aggro list, and unless Death Knights were attacked by players, they would ignore everything else and head directly towards the hall!
"Pull back!" Zhang Yang frowned as he shouted.
The purpose of castle gate was to block the enemy from coming into the castle, but, once the castle gate was broken by the enemy then castle gate would lose its purpose! Besides, this was the last wave of monsters attacks, they merely had to survive for another 20 minutes, not wipe out all their attackers!
Lone Desert Smoke’s remaining players retreated inwards one after another, and Zhang Yang stayed back to slow the advance of the Death Knights wave after the tank defense lines were destroyed.
However, not all tanks were like Zhang Yang and Endless Starlight. Lone Desert Smoke’s members were being overwhelmed by the attacks of the Level 79 elite monsters, and a lot of players were either killed or wounded heavily! These Death Knights would also launch {Death Strike} and cause double attacks. Due to the differences in levels, the Death Knights’ attacks were magnified by at least three to four times. As a consequence, one {Death Strike} could actually kill a tank with Level 60 Gray-Silver equipment instantly, which was terrifying!
The number of surviving players kept reducing. Halfway through the retreat, the number of surviving players had been reduced to 2,000 players!
"Get into the territorial hall. We’ll make our stand there!" Zhang Yang roared.