Burning Yizhuang and killing all Ma Yuanyi's men in one fell swoop greatly boosted the morale of the players.
The high morale made everyone no longer afraid of Ma Yuanyi's terrifying fighting power. They surrounded him from all directions like ants gnawing at an elephant.
At this point in the battle, the question is to see which side can persevere better. No matter which angle you look at it, there are still more than 200 players, and there is no way they will lose to Ma Yuanyi, who is already alone!
The most important thing is - the players are all immortal anyway, the worst they can do is hang back to Luoyang City and die once, there is nothing to be afraid of!
Zhao Yalong didn't even need to waste any words. The remaining players rushed forward regardless. Even he, a self-proclaimed farming sect, threw the spear as a throwing gun and participated with a sword that was more decorative than practical.
The army besieged Ma Yuanyi.
For a moment, he shouted to kill Zhentian.
"Strange? Where's Brother Peng?" Wen De used a classic "lazy donkey rolling" to dodge Ma Yuanyi's sweeping attack, leaving a player behind him wielding a big ax as the scapegoat. He guessed
After rolling out of the range that the extremely powerful wooden stick could cover, he stood up in a daze. He saw Li Wei holding a large shield with both hands, blocking Xiao Xiao's front, and in the distance Xu Tu was looking for an attack with a crossbow.
opportunity, but Cheng Peng, the most powerful among the five, was nowhere to be found. He asked doubtfully, "Doesn't he like to fight against masters the most?"
"I don't know. He wasn't with us when we rushed down just now. I thought he was on the other side... I seemed to have seen him when I set the fire just now, but I was only focused on setting the fire and didn't pay much attention..." Xiao
Xiao Xiao found a gap in the crowd and shot an arrow at Ma Yuanyi, hitting him on the shoulder. He made a V sign with his right hand and said at the same time, "Although there was no reply in the private chat, at least I can be sure that he did not die and is still in this copy.
in."
"That's weird. There's only so much space here. Where can he go?" Wende searched everywhere, but in the melee of hundreds of people, there were moving heads and waving weapons everywhere, making it impossible to find him.
Get the person, "I originally thought he would appear on the front line of besieging Ma Yuanyi..."
The only one who really knows where Cheng Peng is going is Xu Tu.
[Judging from the current situation, I'm afraid these two hundred people can't defeat Ma Yuanyi...] He looked worriedly at Ma Yuanyi, who was still surrounded by fighting spirit, and secretly worried, [Now... I can only hope that Cheng Peng can
Success...]
Cheng Peng was indeed not in the camp besieging Ma Yuanyi.
Just now he saw Ma Yuanyi clear the field with his ultimate move, and when he was about to rush down, he suddenly received a private message from Xu Tu.
"Although Ma Yuanyi is a Yellow Turban general, in history he was just a loser who was caught by petty officials and sentenced to death. He is not at the same level as generals like Guan Hai and Bo Cai. No matter how powerful he is, he should not be so powerful.
Look like this - I guess there may be an altar or something like an altar in the manor to enhance his power. You go and destroy that, so that we can have hope of winning."
That's why he put aside the fierce battle outside, abandoned the powerful enemy he wanted to challenge, and took advantage of the opportunity to set fire to rush into the righteous village alone.
It was indeed very dangerous when he was surrounded just now, but as the fire ignited in the inner courtyard, the Yellow Turban Army that originally surrounded him suddenly disappeared without a trace. The system prompted him, "You have burned the Yellow Turban Army's stronghold, and the raging flames have left him.
These rabble were defeated and fled in all directions."
Looking at the suddenly open courtyard, he smiled, took out his five-hook gun, and walked towards the depths of the inner courtyard.
Along the way, several Yellow Turban believers were refreshed from time to time. These guys' fighting ability was average. They were just fierce and unafraid of death. They roared and stalked him, and they seemed to be trying to bite him at all costs, which made him feel a little bit scared.
Headache.
In the world of Dynasty Warriors, there are no blood-increasing potions that can be carried with you. In addition to some supplies that are randomly refreshed on the battlefield, you can only rely on the player's own original blood volume.
As for those so-called "supplies", at least Cheng Peng himself has never seen them with his own eyes. He has only seen screenshots on the forum, which shows how rare they are!
It's like an ant fighting an elephant. Even if one bite only makes him lose a little blood, if he is bitten too many, he will still die.
After all, he is not Ma Yuanyi who can be surrounded by six hundred players and kill everyone!
Fortunately, this righteous village was attacked twice by individual players and elites of the Gun Guild, and was burned by fire. The number of Yellow Turban believers has been greatly reduced-in fact, except for those who were accidentally refreshed, he really
I have never seen an existing enemy.
Because of this, even though he suffered some minor injuries, he finally managed to reach the back section of Yizhuang and saw a high altar.
The altar is small, square and set on a high platform.
There is a yellow flag in the center of the altar. Unrecognizable words are written on the flag in cloud seals. There are four braziers around the flag that are burning brightly. The smoke rises from the braziers, covering the altar with a layer of smoke.
The veil of mystery.
[This guy A Tubo is really clever! He actually guessed it right!]
Cheng Peng secretly admired it in his heart, but slowly slowed down his steps and cautiously walked towards the altar step by step.
