Chapter 143: Calling for Backup

Although already having fifty or sixty players knocked down by Zhang Shan, Dragon of West Mountain had no intention of giving up whatsoever.

He still commanded the remaining men to continue the charge. The West Mountain Guild still had around two hundred members left.

The entrance to this passage could only accommodate five people marching abreast at a time.

They charged in two rows, with a few thieves mixed in the middle, hoping the thieves might have a chance to sneak up and hit Zhang Shan with a stun.

As long as Zhang Shan was stunned, even if only for two or three seconds, it would be enough for all of them to rush through.

At this moment, Wind and Cloud Blade finally finished off the two remaining Berserkers and returned to Zhang Shan's side.

Seeing that the members of the West Mountain Guild were still braving Zhang Shan's bullet storm and continuing to charge toward them, Wind and Cloud Blade couldn't help complaining:

"Is this ever going to end? We don't even have any deep grudge between us."

Wind and Cloud Blade was utterly bewildered as to why the West Mountain Guild was locked in such a relentless, to-the-death feud with them.

Without any major grievance or conflict of interests, was it really necessary to go this far? So many people had already been taken down, yet they were still charging?

"There's no grudge, but as opposing game factions, we'll cross paths sooner or later. Today, I just want to test what the Top Ten Guilds are truly made of."

Dragon of West Mountain acted like a total gaming fanatic. For the sake of his game faction, he was willing to fight Zhang Shan and the others to the bitter end, not caring in the least even if so many of his men were sent to respawn.

Although the hundred-odd people Zhang Shan took down at the city gates didn't include members of the West Mountain Guild, Dragon of West Mountain had specifically tracked them down anyway.

It was somewhat incomprehensible; what a ruthless bastard, was all this really necessary?

"If you want to test our guild's caliber, go find our boss. The three of us are just bystanders passing by."

"Who told you guys to be so arrogant, cutting down so many players from our Qi Kingdom?"

"Who's being arrogant? It was the players from your Qi Kingdom who wouldn't let us pass. Are the members of the Wind and Cloud Guild just supposed to stand there and take a beating without fighting back?"

"Your Wind and Cloud Guild only amounts to something because of the divine artifact in Six-pipe Bodhisattva's hands; otherwise, you're nothing special. Now that we've cornered you today, I'm naturally not letting this opportunity slip. Today, you guys are definitely going down."

Hearing Dragon of West Mountain say this, Zhang Shan was left somewhat speechless.

Fame has its price. Just because he possessed a divine artifact, all these people wanted to come after him? What an outrageous excuse.

"Then there's nothing more to say. Let's see how many of you are enough for us to cut down."

The members of the West Mountain Guild kept charging toward Zhang Shan endlessly; one row would be knocked down only for the next row to take its place.

Alas, facing this kind of tactic where opponents queued up just to catch bullets, Zhang Shan didn't quite know what to say. Could he call it extremely satisfying?

It didn't really feel like much anymore; he had grown numb to it.

He truly had no idea what was going on in Dragon of West Mountain's head. With only two or three hundred people who were about to be completely wiped out by his blade, what was the point?

At that moment, Zhang Shan suddenly noticed that in the distance, a large number of Qi Kingdom players were once again converging toward Dragon of West Mountain's position.

"What the hell, calling for reinforcements just because you can't win?"

This was getting a bit troublesome. Although the terrain here was advantageous, he couldn't possibly hold the bottleneck forever.

If by any chance he carelessly got hit by a Meteor Arrow or stunned by some other skill, wouldn't he inevitably bite the dust?

"Damn it, Dragon of West Mountain, you are utterly shameless! Are you really calling for backup just because you can't beat us?"

"What's so strange about that? You guys can call for backup too."

"Consider yourself ruthless, just you wait! Since you want to play the numbers game with us, none of you who fall today will be staying up. Hmph, we'll corpse-camp you until your levels drop."

Wind and Cloud Blade was furious. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately called out to Wind and Cloud Supreme in the guild channel:

"Boss, hurry up and bring people over for reinforcements! We've been cornered by the West Mountain Guild of Qi Kingdom."

"Blade, what's going on? Aren't you with the divine artifact big shot? Who could possibly trap you guys? Weren't you just tearing through Heavenly Gate Pass and slaying everything in sight?"

"Damn it, the West Mountain Guild keeps calling in reinforcements! We knock down one batch and another takes its place, it's endless. Six-pipe already took down over two hundred of them on the ground, and they're still charging."

"What the hell, they're that relentless? How did you offend Dragon of West Mountain?"

"Offended my ass, the guy's just a psycho! Hurry up and send backup, or else one tiny mistake and we're actually going down."

"Send the coordinates over. Everyone currently online in the guild, gather at the Teleportation Hall. We set out for Heavenly Gate Pass in one minute."

Wind and Cloud Supreme didn't waste words, directly summoning everyone in the guild channel to head to Heavenly Gate Pass together.

When it came to outnumbering opponents, the Wind and Cloud Guild feared no one. Their guild boasted a full ten thousand members, with at least seven or eight thousand online at any given time.

"Received, heading back to the city right now."

"Channelling."

"Blade, hang in there and wait for your big bro to come save your pathetic life, haha."

"Get your ass over here fast, what good is a loser like you?"

While Wind and Cloud Supreme was busy gathering the main army, the West Mountain Guild over at Zhang Shan's location had already received a massive influx of reinforcements.

Relying on sheer numbers, Dragon of West Mountain completely disregarded how many men Zhang Shan had knocked down, blindly ordering wave after wave of continuous charges.

Moreover, among the newly arrived reinforcements were quite a few Archers. Although not everyone possessed the Meteor Arrow skill, scraping together a few dozen players who did was an absolute breeze.

Watching rows of Meteor Arrows occasionally come flying through, Zhang Shan felt a slight headache coming on. This skill was genuinely difficult to dodge.

A single Meteor Arrow or two was manageable, but the problem was that the West Mountain Guild unleashed entire volleys at once, leaving him no room to evade.

He could only rely on Wind and Cloud Blade up front to help block the projectiles.

"Damn it, isn't the West Mountain Guild a Level 1 guild? Why do they have so many people? Just how many have we knocked down by now?"

Zhang Shan was speechless. Exactly how many had he taken down? It felt just like farming mobs; he stood in one spot continuously firing, having laid waste to at least five or six hundred players by now.

Why weren't the numbers of the West Mountain Guild dwindling? They just kept coming in an endless stream.

"I took a close look just now. Not all of these people belong to the West Mountain Guild; they're probably other players Dragon of West Mountain summoned from all over the Qi Kingdom."

Boss Wu stood behind the Panda Cub, healing Wind and Cloud Blade who had just taken an arrow, and spoke up.

"Nani? Aside from the West Mountain Guild, there are other Qi Kingdom players too? Are they trying to mobilize the entire country's players just to deal with the three of us? That's too outrageous."

"Brother Six-pipe, don't panic. The boss and the others will be here in a no time. No matter how many people Dragon of West Mountain calls, it won't matter."

"Fine."

Zhang Shan checked the cooldown of his Berserk skill; it was about to finish resetting. Without the Berserk skill, he always felt a lack of a sense of security.

As long as he had the crowd-control immunity from Berserk, he wouldn't fear any accidents.

Even if a stun skill came his way and he failed to dodge it, all he needed to do was activate Berserk to clear the status.

The opposing Dragon of West Mountain still wouldn't be able to do a thing to him.

However, he still needed to be slightly cautious and avoid using Berserk casually, saving it as a trump card for life-preservation at the crucial moment.