Of course Cheng Peng understood what Xu Tu meant by taking out these potions.
The gap between him and Hua Xiong is mainly in basic attributes. These three bottles of magical potions, which cost ordinary players six months of daily accumulation of general points, are enough to make up for these gaps.
Although it is only three minutes, in these three minutes, he will stand on a completely equal level with Hua Xiong - no! From now on
"How can such a hero go without drinking?" Cao Cao suddenly walked out, jumped off the high platform, took out a jug and wine bottle from nowhere, and said, "Cao gives you a drink, and I wish you victory!"
[As expected of Cao Cao, the hero, his methods of winning people’s hearts are truly amazing!]
Cheng Peng was slightly startled, but with an excited look on his face, he took the wine bottle with both hands.
The wine bottle is ice cold.
[It’s not hot wine…it’s not like Guan Yu’s treatment…]
He frowned secretly, feeling deeply that people with different fates had different fates. Cao Cao was also from Xiyuan, and his friendship with him was relatively good, but it was not as warm as Guan Yu, who had an unknown origin...
[They are indeed good friends! These two people are so compatible!]
Cursing the improper relationship between Cao Cao and Guan Yu, he came up with a good idea.
"Lieutenant General Xu, help me warm up this bottle of wine." He handed the wine bottle to Xu Tu who was following him. He called out the jade chasing horse that had been recharging for a long time, got on his horse, "Wait until I stab Hua Xiong to death, then come back and drink."
Hot wine!"
This handsome speech caused bursts of cheers among the players, especially the Right Army where he currently belongs.
After the collapse of the Xiyuan Army, Yuan Shao divided the remnants of the Xiyuan Army into three armies, with the Great Spear Guild as the core. His direct descendants who had followed him since the founding of the Xiyuan Army were the Chinese Army, and the Red Robes led by his friend Cao Cao
The left army with the dead soldiers as its core and the right army that gathered the rest of Xiyuan's remnants were led by Chunyu Qiong.
Compared to the Black Armored Lancers of the Big Gun Guild, which is composed of all star players, and the 300 brain-dead red robed troops banned under Cao Mengde's command, the Right Army is much worse in terms of cooperation and military discipline, and its combat effectiveness is not at the same level as the other two armies.
Most of the players are young people. Although they don't say it with their mouths, they inevitably have some grudges in their hearts.
I don’t know since when, “If Cheng Peng were here” has become a phrase often talked about by many Youjun players.
If Cheng Peng was here...
If Cheng Peng was here...
If Cheng Peng was here...
When they were compared with other players, when they watched the black-armored cavalry and the red-robed warriors show off their power, when they used their flesh and blood as weapons to fight against the Xiliang army, when they were like straw and were beaten by Lu Bu
When the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry led by him were massacred...
If Cheng Peng was here...
This sentence was mentioned several times.[
And now, Cheng Peng is here!
Just as everyone imagined, he will stand up, no difficulty can defeat him, no enemy can stop him!
The players couldn't help but hold their breath as they watched the figure with white armor and white horse and red spear rushing out of the camp like lightning and heading straight for Sishuiguan.
Cheng Peng is the best in the world.
Never retreated, never failed.
He once wiped out a group of strongholds that could not be conquered by players in one night with one man and one shot; he once traveled thousands of miles and defeated the famous general of the Yellow Turban Army in a bloody battle; he once sneaked into a warship at night and silently assassinated enemies far more powerful than himself;
He once immediately defeated thousands of Sui troops with his spear!
He is the pride of the Xiyuan Army, the flag of the "Three Kingdoms Double" world, and the goal of all players.
Can Cheng Peng continue his legend, defeat Hua Xiong, and recover his blood debt outside Luoyang City?
The camp, which had been filled with cheers just now, suddenly fell silent, with only flags and flags rustling in the wind.
Everyone is looking forward to it.
Under everyone's gaze, the white figure rushed towards the arrogant Hua Xiong without any fear or hesitation.
when!
The air seemed to freeze, and the pear blossoms blooming in the snow and the roaring tigers in the flames collided head-on.
Double flurry versus double flurry!
A few seconds later, the flying snow, fierce flames, pear blossoms, tigers, and all other illusions disappeared together, leaving only the two knights, who waved their weapons without giving in.
The spear and the sword collided heavily, and the two horses passed by each other. They immediately turned their horses' heads and charged forward again.
Cheng Peng actually did not dismount, and did not use the foot fighting that players are best at. Instead, like those famous historical generals, holding the reins in one hand and the weapon in the other, he fought with Hua Xiong on the battlefield.
The two horses roared towards each other like bullets coming out of their chests. Every time the two horses kicked each other, it was the only moment when they could fight.
Either life or death, it's all in this short moment.
Unknowingly, the palms of the spectators were sweating, but they were unaware of it. They just held their breath and stared intently at the two generals circling and confronting each other.
How long was the moment when the horse kicked off the wrong foot?
Maybe it's a fifth of a second, maybe it's only a tenth of a second.
Cheng Peng had never considered this issue.
A long time ago, when he was still a teenager, he read a martial arts novel. In it, a master who felt that he could draw a sword very quickly would always count how many swords he could draw in the blink of an eye.
Later, a young man who defeated him told him that if he didn't count the number of times he drew the knife, he could draw the knife at least twice as fast!
Cheng Peng had never counted how many shots he could fire in an instant.
That's not necessary.
If it can hit the enemy's vital point, one shot is enough.
But he hasn't found the opportunity to fire the shot yet.
He couldn't remember how many times he had clashed with Hua Xiong, nor could he remember how many shots he had fired. He didn't even care about the remaining time for the three enhanced states on his system panel.
[Hua Xiong always protects his throat and heart, which is really troublesome!]
In fact, he was the same, but he didn't notice it.
I don’t know how long passed, maybe a long time, maybe just a few seconds.
He suddenly noticed that Hua Xiong's speed with the knife was a little slower this time, and there were tiny ice chips on the blade.
【Bingxuanjin works!】
Before realizing the reason, Cheng Peng had already instinctively taken action and seized this opportunity.
The five-hook spear stabbed out like a poisonous snake. Taking advantage of the sword's slight slowdown, which was less than a tenth of the blink of an eye, it thrust out, and a circle of black light burst out from the tip of the spear.
cut!
The two horses pedaled wrongly.
When Cheng Peng reined in his horse and turned around again, he only saw a black horse that had lost its owner and ran away in panic.
The general who was showing off his power not long ago had fallen on his back where they had crossed paths. Blood spurted out from a terrible wound in his throat, dyeing the loess under him red.
"You guy! Can't you fight for a little longer!" When Cheng Peng returned to the camp with Hua Xiong's head, Xu Tu deliberately frowned and complained in a voice that everyone could hear, "The wine hasn't warmed up yet.
Woolen cloth!"
Cheng Peng smiled slightly, picked up the still cold wine bottle from the pottery jar of warm wine, raised his head and drank it.
"Warm wine and kill generals, what a Cheng Peng!" Yuan Shao laughed loudly on the high platform.
In the Han military camp, there was thunderous cheers.
"Warm wine and kill the general!" The cheers resounded through the sky and spread throughout several virtual worlds.
If collections, red tickets and clicks could be more powerful...
