"Freedom is the direction to run with the wind, chase the power of thunder and lightning..."
The so-called direction of freedom is to run around and get things done recklessly.
Even if there are a few patrolling soldiers walking in front of you, as long as you run fast enough and pass by before they react, the train will not overturn!
Xihua Siege Battle is an unpopular battlefield. This is another infiltration mission that does not involve a frontal decisive battle. There are no cloud players to watch online. Otherwise, looking down from the sky above Xihua, countless Yellow Turban troops have formed a long queue, almost crowded.
A quarter of the roadway.
A greedy snake can easily bite its own tail once its body is too long.
Wang Yiyuan ducked into a new alley, only to see a large group of Yellow Turban troops passing through the intersection in front of him like a rushing stream of water, locking the passage tightly.
Wang Yiyuan sighed, this was the third time he had bitten the tail.
Choose the direction randomly in the maze, and if you don't keep it all right, you will be back to the original starting point.
"What the hell! Get out of the way of labor and management!"
Wang Yiyuan took a deep breath, holding a long knife and rushing toward the crowd in front of him like a wild bull.
"Duang!"
The huge acceleration brought about by the strength of about 70 points hit the flow of people hard, but the flow of people was motionless, but Wang Yiyuan himself was turned around a few times by the impact of the flow of people.
As we all know, according to the pressure calculation formula p=f/s, when the force-bearing area is smaller, the pressure is greater, and the pressure is greater. To put it simply, there are no less than 10,000 yellow scarf sergeants following Wang Yiyuan behind. In Xihua
In this narrow alleyway, everyone is pushing each other, and the end result is that they are dragged forward together.
There weren't that many people in the first two times, and Wang Yiyuan could barely break through a gap with his strength advantage. But now, the wave of pursuing troops from behind is like a high-pressure water cannon, which is far beyond what he can contend with alone.
Wang Yiyuan made two more tentative collisions, but the flow of people in front remained motionless. Even the NPC soldiers he bumped into vomited blood, but they were still helplessly pushed forward.
Since there has been no direct combat, Wang Yiyuan's unparalleled slot is still empty, so the method of using [drag knife style] to forcefully open a path cannot be established.
"Here! Come on!"
The road ahead is blocked, but the enemy coming from behind is gradually approaching.
If he was really caught up and the dense crowd rushed up, even Zhao Yun would be trapped by the crowd and unable to use his skills, and he would end up in a rage on the spot.
Fight!
I saw Wang Yiyuan take two steps back and take a run-up. He held the long knife in his hand and performed a standard pole vault!
Wang Yiyuan took off! He did a 720 in the air! He crossed the 4-meter-wide crowd! Let’s look at his landing action! He landed steadily! Full marks!
The pursuers at the rear were not so lucky.
As we just said, the pursuers in the rear are like a river that never stops flowing.
"Aren't you pretty! Stop! Stop!...Ah!"
The yellow turban sergeant at the front saw that the road ahead was blocked and wanted to stop, but found that he could not help himself.
The wave of pursuing soldiers, with their indomitable momentum, slammed into the flow of people in front of them. Several pursuing soldiers at the front were also unlucky and were smashed into a mosaic on the spot with a loud bang.
It can be seen from this incident that in public places, never try to crowd and jump in line, otherwise, the consequences will be really serious.
There are thousands of roads, order is the first, don’t queue up when going out, and make your loved ones cry.
In short, the waves of pursuers collided head to head and made a mess. Wang Yiyuan proudly stopped for a while, happily eating melons and watching the show.
[The scene of a large NPC car accident, the scene was chaotic like a group of sows lining up and falling into the ditch].
Open Tieba and click Send.
The pretense is done, it's time to hit the road again.
Turning around, the alley will lead to ten meters away, and then there will be a high wall several meters high.
The smile on Wang Yiyuan's face froze instantly. This was a dead end.
In the game, it is very simple to determine whether a soldier is an elite.
First, look at the appearance. Those who are very thin at first glance, those who are sallow and skinny, and those who are old, since they are just cannon fodder, the real elite soldiers are all muscular, and some special units even have many
A fat man with big shoulders and round waist.
Secondly, look at the equipment. The cost of cultivating an elite is extremely high, so it is natural to equip them with the best equipment to reduce casualties. For example, the legendary heavy infantry "trapped camp" that appeared in the promotional video means that each person's body is
Covered in iron armor, he is extremely brave.
Although Peng Tuo is just a peasant with a peasant background, he is still very clear about the importance of the city gate. The several city gate guards are obviously rare elites in the Yellow Turban Army, which is what players generally call elite monsters.
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If we talk about ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers, most players can easily fight one against ten. When facing elite monsters, those who can do one against three are barely considered masters.
Fortunately, elite monsters can also be killed with one assassination blow.
Assuming that we can quickly kill the few living Yellow Turbans without waking up the sleeping soldiers, there is still a chance.
But to complete this hypothesis, four elite guards need to be killed at once without letting them make any sound, and there are only three of them on the Wu Shi side.
"With the short sword, you are responsible for dealing with the front right, with the double swords you are responsible for dealing with the rear right, and I will deal with the left."
Wang Yiyuan was still driving the train crazily in the city, and Wu Shi, who claimed to be Wang Yiyuan's number one rider, naturally took over the commanding job.
"But there are two people over there..."
"Don't worry, I have a solution."
Seeing this, the dagger and the double sword said nothing and nodded silently. The three of them crouched and tiptoed toward the guards.
"superior!"
The dagger struck first. He rolled behind the guard on the right front, stretched out his hand like a ghost to cover the guard's mouth and nose, and quickly wiped the guard's throat with the dagger in his other hand, severing the trachea with one blow.
The poor guard was also a master among the Yellow Turban soldiers, but he could only cover his throat where blood was spattered with his hands, and screamed "ho ho" and fell softly to the ground. His eyes were wide open, but he could not rest in peace.
Another guard on the right heard the movement and was about to sound a warning when he heard a "puff" sound. A long sword penetrated the back of the neck, and the tip dripping with red mosaic passed through the throat. Both swords looked indifferent.
Pulling out the long sword, a huge hole appeared on the guard's neck. It was so chilling that his whole body felt cold.
On the other side, Wu Shi also suddenly appeared from the shadows. Wei Tuo's boots were shrouded in a burst of cyan light, and he hit his vaginal leg with a blow! The guard was stunned on the spot, biting his lips and kneeling on the ground.
At the same time, he took out a green slender bamboo pole from his pocket, put it to his mouth and blew hard!
A green light flashed past, and the other guard on the left fell to the ground before he could react.
[See the blood sealing the throat and blowing the arrow]
Consumables: usable times 0/1
Effect: Kill a non-general unit.
Wu Shi's expression was complicated.
Ah, I feel so sad.
The four guards were all eliminated neatly, and the next step was to open the door.
The three men gently took down the huge door tree, but found that the city gate required two players with more than 40 points of strength to open it together.
Wu Shi had exerted great force during the sneak attack. Naturally, such a trivial matter was taken care of by two tool men.
The system prompts: "The Xihua City Gate is opening. It will take 30 seconds to open all the gates, 29, 28, 27..."
As the countdown sounded, the city gate was slowly opened little by little, making a sharp friction sound like "squeaking". The elite soldiers who were sleeping quietly woke up one by one when they heard the noise.