"It's the Lieyang Rider, the Lieyang Rider is here."
Someone recognized the identity of this cavalry and shouted excitedly.
The Lieyang Cavalry is a prestigious elite military unit of China.
"It's finally here!"
Cheng Mu breathed a long sigh of relief.
If Anqing City is really captured, Anqing County will be plunged into war.
There are too many variables.
"Woo~!"
A long horn sounded.
Ten thousand Lieyang Cavalry rushed into the Yellow Turban Army's formation, tearing a huge gap into the 30,000-strong army.
After Zhang Mancheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body became sluggish.
The soldiers guarded him in the middle.
As the release was interrupted, the thunderclouds above Anqing City began to disperse.
This scene gave the entire city of Anqing a sense of joy in surviving the disaster.
"Reinforcements are coming, fight out!"
Zhang Ruo leads the way.
The news of the arrival of the Lieyang Riders spread throughout Anqing City, and everyone's morale instantly rose.
Three thousand yellow turban warriors blocked the door and fought with the troops led by Zhang Ruo.
There are still 10,000 defenders in the city and about 20,000 ranger players.
When it comes to saving lives, players are very shrewd.
"kill!"
Love with a Sword just went from heaven to hell, and now it's climbing up from hell again.
The battlefield is so ever-changing.
Just now, everyone was hiding in the house like mice, but now the clarion call for counterattack has been sounded.
"Lord, let's go too!"
Guan Hai was extremely excited.
What everyone has to do now is to see who can chop off Zhang Mancheng's head first.
"Not urgent."
Cheng Mu signaled everyone to be calm and calm.
Now Zhang Mancheng still has 80,000 troops under his command.
Ten thousand Lieyang Cavalry plus ten thousand Anqing City defenders, even if there are two to thirty thousand players, this is still a tough battle.
3000 Yellow Turban Warriors need someone to solve them.
"Charge! Kill!"
Other players don't think so.
The horn of counterattack has sounded, and every Yellow Turban soldier is a moving point.
"The Tianxiong Army is preparing for every step of the way! Don't be greedy for merit and rush forward!"
"The Tianyu Army will launch from a distance and try not to hurt friendly forces."
"The Heavenly Cavalry Army will attack with me and look for an opportunity to seize Zhang Mancheng's head!"
This time, Cheng Mu arranged everything in an orderly manner.
As long as he doesn't rush ahead for credit, the casualties of his troops will not be too great.
Only by retaining your own vitality to the maximum extent can you destroy more enemies.
The entire city of Anqing turned into a battlefield.
Infantry, cavalry, and yellow turban warriors danced wildly.
Swords, arrows, magic...
All the monsters, monsters and monsters also appeared.
The only thing to note is that it makes everyone’s balls ache.
There is no injury-free function for teammates here.
Accidental injuries and accidental injuries to teammates are common.
Everyone can only pray that their luck is not too bad. Being smashed to death by teammates can only be considered unlucky.
"Ding! Congratulations on killing the level 18 Yellow Turban soldier, gaining 1800 experience points and 1 point."
"Ding! Congratulations on killing the level 20 Yellow Turban elite soldier, gaining 2000 experience points and 2 points."
...
For Cheng Mu, the difference between the Yellow Turban Soldiers and the Yellow Turban Elite Soldiers is just the number of points.
"It's great!"
Cheng Mu yelled.
Planning a strategy brings the pleasure of winning a thousand-mile victory, and charging into battle brings the satisfaction of living life wantonly.
The Pear Blossom Spear was like a dragon and a snake dancing in his hand, and every attack would take away a life.
I don’t know how many Yellow Turban soldiers have been killed, but the content of the system prompt has changed this time.
"Ding! Congratulations on your excellent battle. Your Sunfall Marksmanship proficiency has been upgraded to [Enter the House]."
After fighting for so long, Cheng Mu's marksmanship skills have finally been upgraded.
In an instant, he realized that his understanding of sun-falling marksmanship had deepened even further.
Even the control of the pear blossom gun has become easier.
"Ha ha!"
Cheng Mu laughed wantonly.
Sure enough, only through fighting can you improve yourself the fastest.
He doesn't want to be a weakling who just sits on a chair and gives orders, as that is the easiest way to get killed.
Smiling, he then released a fireball.
"Boom!"
Dozens of fiercely burning fireballs hit the target ahead, clearing a large area in an instant.
"I wonder when my fireball technique will be upgraded to sky fire?"
Cheng Mu envied Zhang Mancheng's thunderous appearance.
He thought that he would use his left hand to destroy the world with sky fire, and his right hand to use sky thunder to come to the world, and then smash a few earth-shattering stars in the middle. Even the most powerful enemy would be wiped out in ashes.
This is Master's romance.
"Lord, whoever loses will be treated to a drink!"
Guan Hai also laughed.
Now with his strength, it is really like a wolf among the sheep.
With a comprehensive force value of over 70 points, he is really like a yellow turban soldier with one sword strike, without even breathing.
"good!"
Cheng Mu knew what Guan Hai was referring to.
Bet, who can behead Zhang Mancheng first?
Although the thunder coming to the world is powerful, it also consumes a lot of oneself.
Now Zhang Mancheng is really like a disabled person, still recovering.
However, it is very difficult to obtain Zhang Mancheng's head among thousands of troops.
After all, Cheng Mu and Guan Hai were not the only ones eyeing Zhang Mancheng.
"Kill! Don't retreat, don't retreat!"
Zhang Ruo was still fighting at the city gate.
The strength of the Yellow Turban Warriors can really be called one against ten.
Without the threat of crossbows, ordinary attacks could not break through their shields.
Only a general like Zhang Ruo, or an attack with a certain strength, can break through the golden shields of the Yellow Turban Warriors.
Now that the two sides were fighting hand to hand, Fang Xiao on the tower did not dare to use crossbows anymore.
It is too powerful and will hurt your own people.
"Crack!"
Zhang Ruo split the shield of the yellow scarf warrior in front of him.
The blade passed through the Yellow Turban Warrior's chest and finally got stuck on his sternum.
"Bah! So hard!"
Zhang Ruo kicked the yellow scarf warrior away with his kick, and looked at the long knife in his hand with a slight chip in his heart.
Fortunately, with the help of the Ranger players, otherwise he might not be able to defeat these yellow scarf warriors with ten thousand people.
The various strange skills of the Ranger players can work wonders at this time.
In an instant, these yellow scarf warriors were covered with all kinds of negative states.
Cheng Mu charged and killed again.
At this time, the red blazing sun horse turned back.
The 30,000 yellow turban soldiers under Zhang Mancheng were beaten to pieces by them, and many of them abandoned their armor.
It was at this moment that Cheng Mu saw clearly the appearance of the leading general.
A middle-aged man, about forty years old, with a Chinese character face.
Holding a chop/saber in his hand, his whole body exudes boundless killing intent.
"Um?"
As if sensing Cheng Mu's prying eyes, the man glanced at Cheng Mu.
In an instant, a terrifying scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared in Cheng Mu's eyes. Boundless murderous intent enveloped Cheng Mu, and a chill rose from his soul.
"I, Cao, am I so strong?!"
Cheng Mu quickly turned his head away.
I just glanced at it, but I was warned with murderous intent.
It seems that this boss doesn't like others to see him.
Mu Ke will not give up until Cheng Cheng.
Judging from the situation, this big boss’s target is also Zhang Mancheng, so we are all competitors.
