"Well, Qinglong is really cruel and vicious, so don’t help!" Rose agrees.
"That player’s force is so high!" Iron gun looked at Li She sighed.
"Yes, it is definitely the highest force value among players I have ever seen." Rose chimed in. "That knife is also very good."
"Forget it, don’t think about it. We have to find a weaker place and board the city head." Iron gun suggested.
"I found that there are no powerful generals in that place south of the city. Let’s go there." Said the rose.
"Well, let’s go!" As soon as the iron gun is called, the iron gun will immediately follow.
At this time, Li was like a demon in the eyes of the Qinglong Club, with a ferocious smile, killing his own members.
People in the Qinglong Club can’t figure out why they are all players, and why the difference is so great. Even the two auxiliary players next to them may not have played. This is the reason why Li She didn’t open the "fighting spirit". If she saw it, the force value reached 90, which would be even more horrible.
In this way, the fighting lasted until the afternoon. Li She felt exhausted, and really wanted to throw away the knife and lie on the ground to sleep, but he couldn’t, so he had to mechanically wave a broadsword and collect that little feat.
The people in the Qinglong Club are completely terrified. Is this still a person? I can’t believe it’s been killing from early morning to afternoon, even if it’s too machine, it’s going to be hot! However, although Li was tired, he still felt that he could stick to it, which was the same as when he returned to the city from outside the city a few days ago. Although he was tired, he always felt that he still had a little strength.
What Li doesn’t know is that this is the reason why Huang Fusong has the skill of "wood". Huang Fusong has been launching all day, and his spiritual value has reached a low point at this time.
A total of 200,000 people came to the Qinglong Club. The first battle outside the city was not met by Li She and others, but only 30,000 people were lost. The second siege was met with desertion. This time, there were a lot of casualties, with a total of 90,000 people dead and 80,000 people originally. Unfortunately, Li She mechanically killed thousands of people, and there were some losses in other places. There were only 30,000 people left, so it can be said that the whole army was almost destroyed.
How can these players be the opponents of npc soldiers? With these players, they can’t attack. Even if the iron guns and roses are piled up in places where there are no generals guarding them, they can’t attack with those soldiers.
Players suffered heavy losses, and some people gave up, thinking: Grandpa came to earn meritorious service, not to die, so the siege began to be neglected, which gave the soldiers guarding the city a good rest time.
Bo Cai also saw this situation in the rear of the army, and he couldn’t help but rush: "When will it be captured!"
Zhang Bao smiled. "With these wastes, you can also capture the city guarded by Huangfusong?" Say a roar: "Let those wastes spread out and let our team go!" "
Bo Cai smiled and said, "General Di Gong is so bold!" After that, Bo roared, "Kill!"
"kill!" Eight hundred thousand yellow turban insurrectionary shouted loudly, and the sound shook the earth, which caused bursts of Lei Yin. Then look at Zhang Liang, a general who has never spoken, and Bo realized that Zhang Liang was using his skills, and Bo led the army to kill him.
Li She and others, who had just been taken over by the foot soldiers in Tianmen Town, were having a rest when they suddenly heard a loud drink, and then Lei Yin burst into bursts, as if tripterygium wilfordii was angry and wanted to destroy the earth, especially on the long club side. Even the people beside him couldn’t hear what to say if they didn’t shout loudly.
This means that the communication on this side of the imperial court has been hindered. It is impossible to let teammates receive the news by drinking casually, and they must go to each other’s side.
Li She quickly looked down on the city wall and saw the mighty Yellow Scarf Army killed. The Yellow Scarf Army is different from the players of the Yellow Scarf, so it seems that this is going to be a tough battle. Li She held the broadsword tightly.
The yellow turban insurrectionary players’ ears were roaring because of Lei Yin’s shock, and when they reacted, they found the yellow turban insurrectionary army flooding in. Hurriedly give way to the side, but how big is the scope of the 800,000 yellow turban insurrectionary army? How can they avoid it in time? This belongs to the commander’s mistake. Their commander has never read a book, let alone the art of war and law.
Suddenly, Li She found that the fog began to start at the gate. At first, it was very thin, and later it became a vast expanse of whiteness. Now, even the beginning of autumn has not arrived, how can there be dense fog? Is it skill? Li She can only think in this respect.
As Li guessed, it was true that someone used skills again. Huang Fusong smiled: "If you don’t let the people in front pull it off, let the people in the back get on, and use Lei Yin to hinder our communication, I will help you again!"
At the gate of a piece of white, wave just confused stroll at the gate, beside all the pro who followed closely, wave just even beside his pro who can’t see clearly, can only vaguely feel someone beside him, it is conceivable that the fog is so rich.
At the gates, there are scuffles everywhere, all of which are the battles between the yellow turban insurrectionary players and the yellow turban insurrectionary army. The yellow turban insurrectionary army is on the rampage regardless of the lives of the yellow turban insurrectionary players. Naturally, the players will resist, and there will be conflicts for a time. Can the first conflict be far behind the second? At that time, the whole battlefield was full of the sound of the Yellow Scarf players fighting with the Yellow Scarf Army, and even the Yellow Scarf Army fighting with the Yellow Scarf Army.
Bocai frowned and looked warily around. Amid the bursts of Lei Yin, he vaguely heard the pro-guard on the right shout, "Who! Stop! " Then the pro-guard left, and there should be a fight.
After a while, Bo felt that several people were rushing towards him, and Bo shouted, "Fuck off!"
Those people, regardless, still came running rapidly. For their own safety, Bo Cai took up the sword and never let anyone near him. After a while, someone came running, and Bo Cai still killed without forgiveness. He didn’t stop until he heard someone calling Qu Shuai, only to know that he was his own pro-health force.
Even such a handsome man as Bo Cai can’t figure out, not to mention those yellow turban insurrectionary foot soldiers with low force value. At that time, in order to protect themselves, never let anyone near his side, otherwise it would be a fight!
Zhang Liang immediately found out that something was wrong, so he quickly put Lei Yin away and shouted, "Everyone, come back slowly and withdraw!"
The yellow turban insurrectionary army retreated slowly, and it was necessary to fight in the retreat. When it came back, the yellow turban insurrectionary army suffered heavy losses.
There are almost only 30,000 players left in the Yellow Scarf, which is still clever with iron guns. When a mist appears, I know it will change, and I will immediately let Rose shrink with myself, which will keep these players, but this is the case, and the loss is terrible, only 30,000 players are left.
And the yellow turban insurrectionary army of eight hundred thousand troops, also lost more than two hundred thousand, all is the result of the yellow turban insurrectionary army kill each other.
Chapter seventy-nine Who will God help?
At night, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and there is no starlight at all. It is dark all around, and it is simply opaque.
The Yellow Scarf Army Camp and Changshe Chengtou are still brightly lit, and both sides are extremely alert.
"Bastard!" In the yellow turban insurrectionary handsome account, Zhang Bao roared after hearing the loss.
"General Di Gong calmed down, and we didn’t know that the old thief Huangfu could be so insidious. He kept forbearing. When our army attacked, it struck again, causing heavy casualties to our army." Wave just said quickly.
"Yes, second brother, it’s all the fault of the old thief Huangfu!" Zhang Liang also chimed in.
Zhang Bao pointed to Zhang Liang and really didn’t know what to say. If it weren’t for Zhang Liang’s Lei Yin’s assistance, it wouldn’t have such a strong effect, and he didn’t want to embarrass his younger brother in front of so many people, so he had to give up.
When Bo Cai saw that Zhang Bao had calmed down his anger, he immediately said, "Although our army suffered heavy losses, there are only 600,000 troops left, but they are all elite yellow turbans!" Bo Cai didn’t take the remaining 50,000 players seriously at all, and ignored them directly, which made the iron gun rose sitting at the end of the handsome account gloomy and very unhappy.
"And I also got the news that the strength of the old thief Huangfu is less than 10,000. How can he resist our flood of 600,000!" Bo Cai put another big news.
Huangfusong had thousands of troops, but after this battle, those players were basically dead, and there were few players left, only a few hundred people left, and the others were all court soldiers.
"Even so, what if the old thief Huangfu comes back to the fog?" Zhang Bao is very headache.
"It would be nice if we gave the order then. We are only allowed to rush to the wall and don’t kill the people next to us." Zhang Liang suggested, and some exclamation, "what a pity! If only eldest brother were here, otherwise all these fogs would be blown away. "
"hmm!" Zhang Bao also ordered a little, which means he agrees with Zhang Liang.
At this time, God seemed to hear Zhang Liang’s sigh, and the wind suddenly blew, and some tents that were not solid were blown over directly, and the gusts of wind blew directly into the hearts of the yellow turbans.
Zhang Bao walked out of the handsome tent quickly, and suddenly felt the strong wind blowing on my face, and my clothes were blown away.
"It seems that this gale will not stop until tomorrow night." Zhang Liangxi said.