"Haha, I won!" Still Arrogant, the First Legion Commander, suddenly burst into laughter. The roll was over, and he had gotten the highest score—an astonishing 100 points.
"Damn it, that kid's luck is incredible."
The other Legion Commanders all sighed miserably. Everyone knew that whoever charged in first would earn the greatest merit. Although they might very well be annihilated by the enemy's concentrated magic, it was not that they looked down on the players from those six small guilds. The two sides simply were not on the same level.
These twenty-two legions of the Iron Blood Brotherhood had worked together for two years. Although many people had left and many others had joined along the way, the soul of these twenty-two legions had always remained. From squad leaders to Legion Commanders, all had been promoted from within their respective legions.
Their coordination, their understanding of warfare, especially the understanding ordinary players had of large-scale group combat, was far beyond what players from those small guilds could comprehend.
Large-scale legion warfare was not just about blindly hurling spells and arrows at each other before engaging in melee. It was a battle that required several classes to work together in coordination.
For example, among the Iron Blood Brotherhood's twenty-two legions, the First Legion Commander had received the task of leading the first charge. One-tenth of his troops consisted of defense warriors and Defense Paladins. Every Iron Blood Brotherhood player participating in the battle now possessed a bloodline. The standard third-class bloodlines for Defense Paladins and defense warriors were Holy Shield Knight and Frost Iron Guard respectively.
Their gems, enchantments, and buffs all increased defense, magic resistance, and health. In battle, they charged steadfastly at the front. The first row held their shields level, the second row held theirs at an