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 that the players are all immortal anyway. The worst case scenario is that they will hang back in 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 powerful wooden stick could cover, he stood up in a daze. He saw Li Wei holding a large shield with both hands, blocking the front of Xiao Xiao. In the distance, Xu Tu was holding a crossbow and looking for an attack.
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. The place is so big in total. 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. The system prompted him, "You burned the Yellow Turban Army's stronghold. The raging flames made these rabble
The army was defeated and fled in all directions."
Looking at the suddenly opened 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 not afraid of death. They roared and stalked him, and they seemed to have the intention of biting him even if they risked their lives. This made him feel a bit nervous.
Headache.
In the world of Three Kingdoms, there are no blood-increasing potions that can be carried with you. Apart from 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. Unknown words are written on the flag in cloud seals. Four braziers are burning around the flag. Smoke rises slightly 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.
His pace became slower and slower, and all his energy was raised, ready to fight at any time.
This altar can exist under two rounds of siege by players. If the players fail to attack here, it is fine. If the players attack here but fail to attack, it means that it has sufficient protection.
There has never been anything like a barrier in China, at least not in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Those who protected the altar were mostly the elite Yellow Turbans.
His guess was absolutely correct.
So less than half a minute later, he was already trapped in a tight siege, surrounded by at least twenty tall warriors in yellow clothes who suddenly appeared.
"If I say that I'm just passing by to make soy sauce, can you let me go?" Now that the situation was clear, Cheng Peng put down the big stone in his heart and said jokingly, "I will go back to help with the PK, and you continue to look after the house here.
how?"
Unfortunately, this win-win proposal was dismissed.
Is it possible that the intelligent programs of these guards only contain simple content such as "kill outsiders who approach the altar"?
Looking at the Yellow Turban believers who were surrounding them fiercely, Cheng Peng shook his head and sighed, but he was also secretly happy in his heart.
If you want to take down this altar, you will inevitably have to fight with these Yellow Turban believers. If that's the case, then let's fight!
Although the number of enemies is slightly larger, to become the strongest player, you have to face various challenges and defeat various enemies. Although Black Dog Village has a great reputation, its strength is really not good, and it cannot serve as a touchstone at all.
These elite Yellow Turbans in front of us are actually more suitable opponents!
For him, it is okay to give up on just one task. Meeting more challenges and reaching the star level as soon as possible is the top priority!
With a shake of his hand, Shishi's five-hook gun opened sharply along the way and stabbed the nearest enemy.
The battle between the players besieging Ma Yuanyi has come to an end.
Of the warriors who were not afraid of death, only a few dozen or so were left. Hua Qisheng, the vice-president of the Gun Union, was a real-life special soldier who was good at single swordsmanship. The bloodthirsty sword he got from encircling and suppressing the Wolf King was in his hand.
Not long ago, Xanadu was smashed into white light by Ma Yuanyi with a stick. He took the sword whose durability was reduced due to death, and took steps that could not run fast due to the weakness of death. He went to Luoyang City to find someone to repair this beloved equipment.
Now the players' battles revolve around the only remaining mt Li Wei, who can withstand Ma Yuanyi's attack, and then everyone takes the opportunity to counterattack.
Li Wei held up a large shield with both hands and blocked a heavy blow. He felt his chest shake, a sweet sensation in his throat, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
Fortunately, like the previous times, the dizziness is only temporary.[
He threw away the broken shield and took another shield from Zhao Yalong, who had been transferred to a logistics staff.
"No matter how many times, I will carry it!" he yelled at Ma Yuanyi, "I swear in the name of my grandfather Kindaichi Kosuke, you will definitely die in front of me!"
"When did you become Japanese?" Xiao Xiao, who was also exhausted, stretched out his long bow, shot out an arrow, and took away some of Ma Yuanyi's health. He asked curiously, "And why does this name sound familiar?"
"Kanedaichi from the Death Detective Duo." The former wandering musician who had his leg broken and could only lie on the ground humming said forcefully, "You don't even know about this guy. You really deserve to be called an otaku."
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"I'm not a homebody..."
"It's too late to make up lessons now."
"Don't talk to yourself!"
While he was talking, Ma Yuanyi, who was still full of energy, roared again, raised the wooden stick high, jumped up, and smashed it down hard.
[I'm afraid I can't withstand it now...] Li Wei was beating a drum in his heart, but he showed no sign of weakness with his hands. He also roared, grasped the big shield with both hands, bent his legs, and rushed forward with all his strength.
boom!
After being hit with a stick, Li Wei staggered back two steps.
boom!
With another stick, several players who were trying to help him share the pressure turned into trapeze artists, and turned into white light before they even landed.
boom!
In the third stick, Li Wei and Zhao Yalong, who also carried shields to help, had their shields shattered together.
"Damn it! Over and over again...are you done yet?"
Li Wei, who was willing to risk everything, roared wildly, regardless of the situation, and used all his strength to hit his opponent.
He didn't hit the wall and fly back as expected, nor was he sent back to the resurrection point with a single blow. The battlefield where the killing sound was just now was silent. Levi, who was still a little dazed, looked around, and the players were looking at him like they were seeing ghosts.
Hold yourself.
【Ugh...what's going on?】
Looking back, he saw Ma Yuanyi staggering as if he was drunk, seven or eight steps away, and almost fell down, but the fighting spirit that had always been on his body had disappeared.
Xu Tu turned his gaze to Yizhuang, where nothing seemed to have happened, and let out a sigh.
