The system prompts: "The player Murong Yitian has been killed, and there are currently 9 players left in the [Top Secret Combat Plan]."
Battlefield announcement: "Player Murong Yitian sacrificed his life to raid the Jizhou Army granary. His heroic behavior was praised by Yan Liang. The evaluation of this battlefield mission will be increased by an additional 20%."
The granary soaked in kerosene caught fire. Even if Daluo Jinxian descended to earth, he could only sigh in despair - the raging fire swept through the granary and everything inside was burned to ashes.
I don’t know whether the rich man Murong was born great or not, but he died quite heroically.
All the ashes were thrown away.
But at least the purpose was achieved.
This death does not matter, the key is that it brings huge pressure to a group of "smart people" who are hiding near the arsenal and waiting for opportunities.
After all, Jizhou belongs to the regular army. After the initial panic, a group of soldiers who looked like leaders had already begun to appease the soldiers, rectify discipline, and were about to quell the riot.
"If the day lily is cold, no one will make any profit! Let's burn the arsenal together first. How about the rest of us depending on our abilities?"
"good!"
I really can't wait any longer.
Now that the enemy has been alerted, once the turmoil among the Jizhou Army subsides, the search for the scouts will definitely begin, and the alert level will increase significantly. It will be much more difficult to cause trouble again.
Wu Guo took the lead, his face turned red, veins popped out on his forehead, and then he opened his mouth fiercely!
[Unparalleled Skill·Lion’s Roar]!
I saw a sound wave visible to the naked eye spreading in all directions, but it was like a Category 12 typhoon passing through.
The system prompts: "Your use of unparalleled skills resonates with the current scene, and you trigger the effect [Hedong Lion's Roar], and the effect of your [Lion's Roar] is increased by 50%."
...God, the roar of the lion from Hedong.
There is indeed something wrong with the brains of these dog planners. A lion's roar by the river is called a lion's roar in the east of the river. So if I cut off one-third of the wood with one knife, do I still have to do a three-pointer?
The poor soldiers were still in a state of "panic". Being pushed by this violent shock wave, it was like being torn apart by a crazy vixen. Their clothes and armor were torn off on the spot, leaving only a few tattered strips of cloth hanging.
On the body.
Some of the soldiers who bore the brunt of the attack even vomited blood and fainted.
I saw several players in the back also taking out their weapons.
"Kill the duck!"
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Unlike most unparalleled skills that are more focused on attack, [Lion's Roar] is more focused on control.
Affected by the sound waves, although the disheveled soldiers were not seriously injured, they were staggering as if they were drunk. Although they struggled to stand up, their limbs were weak and their heads were dizzy, making them unable to stand up at all.
While you are sick, I will kill you.
Players won't be polite to them.
"Kill the duck!"
There were only seven or eight people, but they shouted with the momentum of hundreds of people.
For the players, what fell on the ground was not enemies, but golden equipment and silver coins.
A group of players with powerful equipment and good attributes rushed into the enemy formation like tigers rushing into a herd of sheep. Those soldiers who were unable to resist the control effect fell in pieces like wheat.
"Who dares to let go of this important military aircraft... Damn it! Don't slap me in the face!"
One of the lieutenants broke free from the control effect in advance and finally got up. Just when he was about to say a few harsh words, he saw six or seven figures swarming up. Those swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and hooks were trying their best to greet him with their heads.
A lieutenant general would not necessarily lose if he were to challenge a player one-on-one, but when faced with a swarm of players who showed no moral integrity, he was powerless to fight back.
At first, the deputy general was able to resist for a while. Suddenly, a foot shot out from the crowd and kicked the deputy general's private parts hard.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was Wu Guo who was watching the show from the sidelines.
"Elegant Butterfly!"
That scream cut through the sky, and even other players felt a chill in their crotches.
"It's too much. It's too much."
"We are all men. Just chop him with a knife. It is indeed a bit too much."
It's not just about lifting the vaginal legs.
Wu Guo is a thorough pragmatist, inserting eyes, kicking in the crotch, tickling, Wu Guo takes action, and his moves are fatal.
The lieutenant could only hold on for about half a minute, then his head tilted and he made no sound again.
After finishing a set of combos, Wu Guo raised his head and saw everyone's eyes staring at him. When he saw him looking over, he subconsciously jumped a step back.
Wu Guo rolled his eyes helplessly.
"Tsk, what a fuss."
"Set fire, start fire, burn this arsenal first."
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"No, General! General! General!"
In the commander's tent, a soldier with a bloody face stumbled in, knelt on the ground and shouted.
Because Zhao Fu was worried about the war, he was dragged by Cheng Huan to drink some wine. While drinking, he fell drunk in the handsome tent. However, he was awakened by the explosion and noise outside, and rubbed his hands irritably.
He rubbed his still confused head.
"What's the noise about? What's going on?"
"General! It's bad! Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The granary was burned down by a lunatic! The arsenal was also attacked just now, and the brothers on duty are exchanging fire with the enemy! We can't stand it anymore!"
"What did you say?!"
The drunkenness dissipated instantly.
Zhao Fu grabbed the soldier's throat and lifted him up, his eyes seeming to spit out fire.
"The granary is gone? Where are the guards? What to eat? How many enemies are there?"
Drinking will cause trouble, the ancients will not deceive me.
The army's endurance depends on the food in the warehouse. Now that the food is burned, the morale of the army will definitely be in chaos. It's hard to say whether it can withstand Yuan Shao's fierce attack.
"General, spare your life... I don't know yet... Ho ho... there are many of them, they are everywhere..."
The soldier was grabbed by the throat and his feet were off the ground. Soon his face turned red from suppressing the pressure and he rolled his eyes. His hands and feet kept fluttering in the air, but he couldn't even hold back a complete sentence.
He really didn't know how many enemies there were.
There was chaos at the arsenal.
After the effect of [Lion's Roar] triggered the resonance, not only did it knock down the guards directly, but even the surrounding soldiers were made dizzy by the aftermath of the sound. They could only hear the constant shouting of killing inside, so they sent a few scouts in.
, are all gone and never come back.
Even the few soldiers who were lucky enough to escape from it were already frightened and could only keep mumbling.
"Here they come! They're everywhere!"
For a moment, no one dared to act rashly.
"Trash! Get out!"
The next second, the furious Zhao Fu stretched out his hand and swung it hard, and the soldier was thrown several feet away like a rag bag.
I saw that the soldier seemed to have been granted amnesty. After breathing hard for a few times, he struggled to get up, rolled and crawled out of the commander's tent.
"Humph! They're all trash!"
Zhao Fu snorted coldly and picked up his stone-piercing axe.