"That guy playing with skeletons pulled up all the Yellow Turban soldiers who died in battle!"
Yi Jian Qing Xin commanded in an orderly manner.
The skills of hundreds of ranger mages were thrown, and the Yellow Turban Army formation was torn open in an instant.
The warrior player was facing pressure from the front, and the green healing light on his body never faded.
Soon, the Yellow Turban soldiers also fought back.
"These people are disgusting!"
Sun Xia cursed.
Then he said viciously: "Give me the order, Taoist Master Yun, and kill them!"
Following Sun Xia's order, a group of Taoist priests from the army stood up.
"Children, let them see the strength of our Taiping Dao!"
Taoist Priest Yunshan shouted.
Then, under his leadership, the Taoist priests performed the practice together.
Slowly, Cheng Mu suddenly noticed green smoke starting to appear on the battlefield.
Many Ranger players exclaimed: "I'm poisoned!"
"Me too! Damn this poison is still a percentage damage!"
"Nanny! Treatment! Give me treatment quickly!"
In an instant, thousands of players were poisoned.
Even the pastor was not immune, and everyone was in danger for a while.
"so smart?"
Since Cheng Mu was always on the periphery, he was not infected with the toxin.
But the rioting player camp gave him a warning.
"Soldiers, the opportunity has come to show our strength!"
Cheng Mu shouted loudly.
If we don't interrupt what these Taoist priests are doing, these thousands of Ranger players will be poisoned to death here.
The city wall is already in danger and must be torn open as soon as possible.
"rush!"
Guan Hai followed Cheng Mu and rushed forward with a loud shout.
At this time, only half of the Yellow Turban Rangers behind them were left. After accelerating at full speed, this group of Yellow Turban Rangers could not catch up with the Heavenly Cavalry Army.
In an instant, he was thrown far away.
"Short bow! Shoot!"
When he was one hundred meters away from the Yellow Turban Army formation, Cheng Mu ordered the missile to be ejected.
Taking advantage of the strong inertia of the war horse running at high speed, even a short bow can shoot a distance of two to three hundred meters.
There are only 50 people in the Tianqi Army now. No matter how powerful Cheng Mu is, he doesn't dare to get too close.
"Boohoo!"
The arrows were thrown into the Taoist team, and several Taoist priests were immediately hit by the arrows.
"hateful!"
Seeing that a Taoist priest fell down on his side, Sun Xia gritted his teeth angrily.
His Yellow Turban Rangers couldn't catch up, and the infantry couldn't stop them. For a while, he really had no way to deal with Cheng Mu and the Tianqi Army.
"Turn around! Shake them off and shoot again!"
The Yellow Turban Rangers were already chasing after them, and Cheng Mu decided to turn around and evacuate immediately.
Change direction and continue attacking.
Moreover, while Cheng Mu was running, he did not forget to turn around and continue shooting at these Yellow Turban Rangers.
Another round.
"shoot!"
Cheng Mu took the lead and fired his bow and arrow into the Taoist team again.
"Run!"
The Taoist priests who practiced this method finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Their lives are much nobler than those of the Yellow Turban soldiers, so they are more afraid of death.
"Let's go, let's go! This Sun Xia has tricked the old man to death!"
Unfortunately, Taoist Master Yunshan was hit by an arrow in the butt. He was so frightened that he limped behind the crowd.
Cast a spell?
Casting spells is not as important as life.
"Eh? No more blood."
Some players found that their poisoned state slowly disappeared.
The bloodline that was originally on the verge of death finally stopped at the last moment and began to slowly recover.
"It was Muda, he was the one who drove away those Taoist priests who were casting spells!"
Some players saw the scene where Cheng Much rushed into the formation just now.
"As expected of Mu Da, fifty people dared to attack thousands of people."
"The cavalry under Mu Da's command are extraordinary. Have you noticed that those yellow scarf cavalry can't catch up with them at all?"
"That must be the elite cavalry!"
After the obstructive poison subsided, the Ranger players suddenly felt relieved.
Some people are discussing Cheng Mu and praising Cheng Mu.
But at this moment, someone hated Cheng Mu deeply.
"This team of bastard cavalry, send me a large force to surround them!"
Sun Xia finally couldn't bear it anymore.
At this moment, he wished he could crush Cheng Mu's bones into ashes.
"But our main force is attacking the city. Once troops are transferred from other places, our offensive will slow down."
A subordinate advised Sun Xia that the overall situation was more important.
"If we don't deal with this annoying group of cavalry and those rangers, we will be attacked from both sides and become passive!"
Sun Xia also discovered the strength of these more than 3,000 ranger players.
Coupled with the thousands of soldiers killed and injured during the siege, he knew that if he continued to be attacked from both sides, more than half of his army would be lost here.
"I obey my orders!"
After hearing what Sun Xia said, this subordinate took orders to mobilize troops.
Although the virus crisis has been lifted for Ranger players, their bloodline has not yet recovered.
So the attacks are temporarily slowed down.
After Sun Xia transferred troops, it became very difficult for Cheng Mu to harass and attack.
The ordinary Yellow Turban Rangers who were promoted knew the difference between the two, so they simply stopped going out to chase Cheng Mu.
There was a new cry of killing from the wall, which was the beginning of another attack by the Yellow Turban soldiers.
However, the intensity of the attack was already much smaller than at the beginning.
"Mu Da, what should we do now?"
The Yellow Turban army has already surrounded them, and the ranger players are no longer killing enemies at the speed at which they are attacking.
To be on the safe side, Sun Xia actually sent ten thousand Yellow Turban troops to surround and kill Cheng Mu and this group of ranger players.
"Retreat! Wait for reinforcements!"
Cheng Muleng looked at the huge crowd of Yellow Turban soldiers and ordered everyone to retreat.
His purpose has been achieved.
The Yellow Turban Army transferred back most of the siege soldiers, and the crisis on the Qingyang City wall was greatly relieved.
"Okay, brothers, fight and retreat at the same time!"
Yijian listened wholeheartedly to Cheng Mu's advice.
Although he was curious about where the reinforcements would come from, he didn't want all the ranger players to die here.
After this battle, Yijian Qingxin believes that many players will join his Jianxin Pavilion.
"Boss, the offensive has slowed down."
On the city wall, a ranger player saw the scene outside the city.
"Is that Cheng Mu? Although he only has fifty riders, he should not be underestimated!"
The speaker was a woman.
The Qingyang City Guild ranks second, and Black Rose is the president of the Flower Stealing Guild.
"Boss, it's just fifty riders."
"Our guild now has a thousand brothers, and these cavalrymen would be overwhelmed by the crowd."
Some younger brothers scoffed.
Indeed, the Flower Stealing Guild has an absolute numerical advantage.
"Don't underestimate anyone."
Black Rose warned him: "When the war really comes, the lord players will be the protagonists."
She knew in her heart that although there were a thousand Ranger players in the Flower Thieves Guild, how many of them were truly of the same mind as her?
"Know it....."
The younger brother responded casually.
At this time, the City Lord’s Mansion.
Yang Zhenfeng received the report from Huo Li, and he hurriedly asked:
"Someone actually lured away most of the Yellow Turban soldiers attacking the city?"
"Who is it? Gongsun Zan or Cao Cao?"
No matter who comes, he knows that his Qingyang City can be saved.
"No...it's not..."
The soldier who came to report stammered.
"Who could that be?"
Yang Zhenfeng's face was full of doubts.
"It's a small group of motley cavalry and thousands of rangers..."
In the eyes of most people, Cheng Mu's Heavenly Cavalry Army's mixture of dark horses, gray horses and white horses looked like a miscellaneous cavalry.
"It turned out to be them."
Yang Zhenfeng nodded with sudden realization.
He had already automatically filtered out Cheng Mu and the Tianqi Army in his mind, thinking that it was the more than 3,000 ranger players who saved Qingyang City.
