Burning Plains.

The ground of the Burning Plains was ashen, thick steam rising out of the ground. The scorching hot wind blowing against our faces added to the feeling that the map was constantly on fire. Various mobs were roaming the map as a matter of course, but they were nothing the second subguild of Ancient Sword couldn’t handle.

We made a quick tally prior to coming to the Burning Plains. Excluding the Dragonlight Cavalrymen, the Dragonlight Archers and the Holy Mages, the second subguild had about 81k players of everything else. They were currently standing behind us in a long line, and they all would be spilling their last drop of blood on this scorching hot land.

The Northern Alliance was pushing the China server from the front, and Cyan Earth City from the right. It was imperative that we finish off the Chaotic 27 as soon as possible before they could put us between a rock and a hard place.

……

As we waited for the enemy to arrive, Disillusion asked me from atop his Dragonscale Beast, "How should we fight this battle, Lu Chen?"

"Grab every advantage you can possibly get."

"Mn. You voiced my thoughts." Disillusion chuckled. "At the very least, I want everyone to earn enough Nation War contribution points to increase a level before they die!"

I nodded while observing my...