The three-person team could not stop Wang Yiyuan's attack. Dong Zhuojun roared but responded quickly.
"Change! Change!"
I saw a team of three people gathered around them quickly, with shields overlapping each other. Within a moment, I saw a shield wall more than ten feet wide and more than two feet high had been erected, blocking the escape route of Wang Yiyuan and his wife.
Strictly true.
"Standing tall against the wall! Drink!"
Wang Yiyuan's feet were like wind, and he suddenly accelerated. The [Yanyue] sword in his hand turned into a stream of green light, and struck hard on the shield wall. Where the sword came into contact with the shield wall, a man holding a big sword appeared.
The shield soldier vomited blood on the spot and almost fainted, but the gap was immediately blocked again by a new Dong Zhuo Army soldier.
"If you have no desires, you will be strong! Ha!"
The next second, dozens of spears stabbed out from between the originally smooth shield, becoming like a hedgehog.
Wang Yiyuan used his old moves and had no time to defend, but he was stabbed directly in the chest by one of the spears. Fortunately, the epic-level [Beast Head Gold Swallowing Armor]'s defense was excellent enough, and Wang Yiyuan was fully protected.
It was just a heavy blow to the chest. Even a man as fierce as Wang Yiyuan was knocked upside down on the spot. He had to take more than ten steps back on the ground before he could stabilize his body.
The difference between elites and ordinary minions lies not only in higher attributes and stronger equipment, but also, most importantly, smarter combat AI and more sophisticated coordination.
If three people can't stop it, then change it to thirty or three hundred people.
Holding all the power in one place like a fist, and then hitting it out hard, this is the secret of the battle formation.
Wang Yiyuan didn't want to believe that the attack missed, so he took a few steps back, but put into a charging position.
"What the hell... give labor and capital... death! Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da Mu!"
Theoretically, anger cannot bring players a higher attack power bonus in the game.
But it has to be said that an attack full of rage will bring a stronger sense of oppression to the enemy.
Then I saw Wang Yiyuan turn into a phantom, and the [Yanyue] in his hand was like a roaring green dragon, constantly biting in front of the shield wall, and there was only a sound of tinkling gold and iron, and the long knife kept cutting.
On the shield, with every blow, a soldier vomited blood and fell.
But Dong Zhuojun's side was faster.
When one man was knocked down, another, stronger soldier immediately blocked the way. No matter how Wang Yiyuan slashed, the iron wall was as stable as Mount Tai.
"prick!"
With a loud shout, countless spears were once again thrust out from the gaps between the shield walls towards Wang Yiyuan, who was attacking crazily.
Only this time, Wang Yiyuan was not surprised but overjoyed.
"Well done!"
The next second, Wang Yiyuan was like an agile gecko, using these gun barrels as fulcrums to flip and prance on the shield wall, but with a graceful leap, he climbed directly over the shield wall.
He was seen raising the long knife high above his head in mid-air, but he was quickly rushing towards an NPC who looked like a deputy general in the rear of Dong Zhuo's army.
[Thirty-six Roads in the Spring and Autumn Period·Split Huashan]!
"Suffer death!"
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Those who formed the shield formation, in addition to the soldiers responsible for execution, also had a commanding lieutenant responsible for adjusting the formation.
To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first.
If this lieutenant can be killed, the formation will be self-defeating.
Among the thirty-six sword techniques of Spring and Autumn Period, [Splitting Huashan] has the strongest attack power.
This sword technique falling from the sky borrows the strong acceleration and inertia brought by falling from a high altitude. Even a reckless man like Wang Yiyuan, and even some second-rate historical generals, would have to use all their strength to resist it.
The sword has not yet arrived, but the sword has arrived.
The lieutenant felt a strong wind blowing against his face, enough to cut his cheek.
He was originally concentrating on commanding others to change formations. He never thought that Wang Yiyuan would suddenly cross the shield wall and attack. He only had time to take two or three steps back. He raised the spear in his hand and tried to parry. There was a message on the weapon.
Come with an unparalleled force.
The spear intersected with [Yanyue], and it couldn't resist it for even a second before it was cut into two pieces with a single knife.
The sword's remaining power continued unabated, and together with the deputy general NPC who still had a look of astonishment on his face, it was split in two from the shoulder downwards.
"The enemy is ashamed, I will take off his clothes!"
Wang Yiyuan succeeded in killing him. He turned his head slightly, but he raised [Yanyue] with one hand and pointed at the Dong Zhuo Army soldiers behind him who had not yet reacted, but his face was full of expressions.
An extremely arrogant expression that deserves a beating.
"Come together! You losers!"
It's tolerable, but it's intolerable.
"Kill! Revenge for the general!"
The system prompts: "Due to the death of the commander, the remaining soldiers of Dong Zhuo's army entered the [violent] state."
These were elite troops from Bingzhou led by Lu Bu himself, so their morale would not collapse immediately because their commander was killed.
The blood aroused the ferocity of the group of border guards Qiu Ba. They roared with red eyes and rushed towards Wang Yiyuan with weapons in hand.
Either chop, chop, or sweep.
Wang Yiyuan's [Yanyue] sword is suitable for group battles, especially since Wang Yiyuan also learned excellent sword techniques with the help of Guan Erye.
Facing these soldiers who have lost their minds due to their passion, the [Yanyue] that is constantly waving is like a sickle harvesting wheat.
Under the dual bonus of energy suppression + weapon quality suppression, [Yanyue]'s own attribute of [cutting iron like mud] is brought into full play. With the sword swung, no enemy can be defeated.
In the excitement of the fight, Wang Yiyuan let out a long roar, raised his long knife upside down, and the blade touched the ground. A burst of white flash appeared all over his body, and then he slammed into the crowd like a long-charged cannonball!
[Unparalleled Skill·Drag Knife Style]!
The huge impact knocked all the soldiers along the way and flew away. Many of them died when Wang Yiyuan came into contact with them, while those who survived were pushed backwards by the blade.
Not long after, Wang Yiyuan's long sword was suddenly thrust upwards, and the soldiers who were pushed backwards in front of the powerful judgment of Wushuang's skills were directly knocked out of the air, while Wang Yiyuan's sword was getting faster and faster.
Looking from a distance, he saw a giant dragon flying up and down around Wang Yiyuan, biting the bodies of Dong Zhuojun who could not move next to him.
When the sword light dissipated and Wang Yiyuan fell from the sky to the ground, the sky was like fireworks, with white light representing death flashing continuously.
One hundred and thirty-one consecutive kills.
There were still dozens of fish that had slipped through the net on the ground - only a few soldiers were seen standing in a group with spears and shields on guard at this time. When Wang Yiyuan took a step forward, they suddenly took a step back like frightened birds.
"Monster! Monster!"
Even the elite can be timid.
The loss of their commander sent this group of soldiers into a rage, and more than a hundred soldiers died in just a few minutes and seconds, which directly destroyed the remaining Dong Zhuo's army's courage to continue fighting.
I don’t know who started it, but I saw that the surviving soldiers began to throw away their weapons, desperately took off their armor, and rolled and crawled around, just to let themselves run away.
Faster.
Wang Yiyuan did not step forward to pursue him.
The road had been reopened, and Wang Yiyuan didn't have to rush to kill them all. He put away his long knife, but he was making a whole game of soy sauce. At this time, the braised chicken, whose mouth was still open, snapped his fingers in front of his eyes.