"Warrior, keep holding me up!"

"Mage! Throw the sea of fire forward a little. ”

"Archers, rain of arrows!"

"That one who plays with skeletons pulls up all the Yellow Turban soldiers who died in battle!"

A sword commanded in an orderly manner.

The skills of hundreds of ranger mages were thrown away, and the Yellow Turban Army formation was torn apart in an instant.

The Warrior player is under pressure in front of him, and the healing green light on his body has never subsided.

Soon, the Yellow Turbans also fought back.

"These people, damn it!"

Sun Xia cursed.

Then he said viciously: "Give me the order Cloud Dao Chief, kill them for me!" ”

With Sun Xia's order, a group of Taoist priests in the army stood up.

"Children, let them see the strength of our Taiping Dao!"

Yunshan Dao Commander shouted.

Subsequently, under his leadership, the Taoist priests did it together.

Slowly, Cheng Mu suddenly found that green smoke began to rise on the battlefield.

Many Ranger players exclaimed, "I'm poisoned!" ”

"Me too! Fuck this poison or percentage damage! ”

"Nurse! Treat! Give me a treat! ”

In an instant, thousands of players were poisoned.

Even pastors were not immune, and for a time everyone was in danger.

"So powerful?"

Since Cheng Mu has been on the periphery, he has not been infected with toxins.

But the rioting player camp gave him a warning.

"Soldiers, the opportunity to show our strength has come!"

Cheng Mu shouted.

If you don't interrupt the actions of this group of Taoist priests, then these thousands of ranger players will have to be poisoned here.

The walls were already in danger and the cracks had to be torn apart as soon as possible.

"Rush!"

Guan Hai followed Cheng Mu and rushed forward with a big shout.

At this time, there were only half of the Yellow Turban Rangers behind them, and after accelerating and galloping with all their might, this group of Yellow Turban Rangers could not catch up with the Heavenly Cavalry at all.

In an instant, he was thrown away.

"Short bow! Shoot! ”

When he was a hundred meters away from the Yellow Turban Army, Cheng Mu ordered a throw.

Using the powerful inertia of the war horse at high speed, even a short bow can shoot a distance of two or three hundred meters.

Now there are only 50 people in the Heavenly Cavalry Army, and no matter how strong Cheng Mu is, he doesn't dare to get too close.

"Woooo

The arrows were thrown into the ranks of the Taoist priests, and several Taoist priests were immediately hit by the arrows.

"Damn!"

Seeing that a Taoist priest had fallen on his side, Sun Xia gritted his teeth angrily.

His Yellow Turban Rangers couldn't catch up, and the infantry couldn't stop him, and for a while he really had no way to take Cheng Mu and the Heavenly Cavalry.

"U-turn! Shake them off and shoot again! ”

The Yellow Turban Ranger had already chased after him, and Cheng Mu decided to turn around and evacuate immediately.

Change the direction and continue the attack.

And Cheng Mu didn't forget to turn around and continue to shoot these yellow turban rangers while running.

Another round.

"Shoot!"

Cheng Mu took the lead, and the bow and arrow were thrown into the Taoist team again.

"Run!"

The Taoist priests who practiced it finally couldn't hold on.

Their lives are much more noble than those of the Yellow Turbans, so they are even more afraid of death.

"Hurry up, hurry up! This Sun Xia is dead! ”

The Yunshan Daoist was unfortunately hit by an arrow in his ass, which frightened him and slipped behind the pile.

Cast?

Casting spells is life-threatening.

"Huh? No more blood. ”

Some players found that their poisoned state slowly disappeared.

The bloodline that was originally dying finally stopped at the last moment, and began to slowly recover.

"It's Muta, it's him who drove away the group of Taoist priests who cast spells!"

Some players saw the scene of Cheng Mu rushing into battle just now.

"It's worthy of Muda, fifty people dare to rush thousands of people."

"The cavalry under the command of Mu Da is very extraordinary. Did you find that those Yellow Turban cavalry couldn't catch up with them! ”

"That must be an elite cavalry!"

After the toxins that got in the way subsided, the hearts of the Ranger players suddenly lightened.

Some people are discussing Cheng Mu and praising Cheng Mu.

At this moment, some people hate Cheng Mu to the core.

"This group of dogs' cavalry, send me a large army to surround them!"

Sun Xia finally couldn't help it.

At this time, he couldn't wait to scatter Cheng Mu's bones to ashes.

"But our main force is attacking the city, and once we bring in troops from other places, our offensive will slow down."

Some subordinates advised Sun Xia that the overall situation is important.

"If we don't deal with this group of obstructive cavalry and those rangers, we will be attacked on our backs and fall into passivity!"

Sun Xia also discovered the strength of these more than 3,000 ranger players.

Coupled with the thousands of soldiers killed and wounded during the siege, he knew that if he suffered the enemy like this, his army would be more than half lost here.

"Subordinates obey!"

Hearing Sun Xia say this, this subordinate was ordered to transfer troops.

Although the virus crisis has been lifted for ranger players, the blood line has not recovered for a while.

So the attack has also slowed down for the time being.

After Sun Xia transferred the troops, Cheng Mu's harassment and attack became very difficult.

The promoted ordinary Yellow Turban Ranger knew the gap between the two, so he simply stopped attacking and killing Cheng Mu.

A new shout of slaughter rang out from the wall, and it was the beginning of another siege by the Yellow Turbans.

However, the strength of the attack is much smaller than at the beginning.

"Muta, what now?"

The Yellow Turban army has already surrounded them, and the killing speed of the Ranger players is no longer the speed of the enemy's attack.

In order to be safe, Sun Xia actually sent 10,000 Yellow Turban troops to besiege and kill Cheng Mu and this group of ranger players.

"Retreat! Wait for reinforcements! ”

Cheng Mu looked coldly at the crowded Yellow Turban soldiers and ordered everyone to retreat.

His purpose has been achieved.

The Yellow Turban Army transferred back most of the besieging soldiers, and the crisis on the walls of Qingyang City was greatly lifted.

"Okay, brothers, fight and retreat!"

Yijian listened to Cheng Mu's advice wholeheartedly.

Although he wondered where the reinforcements were, he didn't want all these Ranger players to die here.

After this battle, Yijian believes that many players will join his Kenshin Pavilion.

"Boss, the offensive has slowed down."

On the city wall, a ranger player saw a scene outside the city.

"Is that Cheng Mu? Although there are only fifty horsemen under his hands, they should not be underestimated!"

It was a woman who spoke.

The Qingyang City Guild ranked second, and the president of the Flower Stealing Guild, Black Rose.

"Boss, it's only fifty rides."

"Our guild now has a thousand brothers, and the heaps of people have killed these cavalry."

There is a little brother who scoffs.

Indeed, the Flower Thief Guild has an absolute numerical advantage.

"Don't underestimate anyone."

Black Rose warns him, "When war really comes, the lord player is the protagonist." ”

She knew in her heart that although the Flower Thief Guild had a thousand Ranger players, how many of them could really be of the same heart as her?

"Got it....."

The little brother's mouth casually responded.

And the city lord's mansion at this time.

Yang Zhenfeng received a report from Huo Li, and he hurriedly asked:

"Someone actually led away most of the Yellow Turban soldiers who were besieging the city?"

"Who is it? Gongsun Chan or Cao Cao? ”

No matter who came, he knew that his Qingyang City was saved.

"No... It's not..."

The soldier who came to report stammered.

"Who could that be?"

Yang Zhenfeng's face was full of doubts.

"It's a small motley squad of cavalry and thousands of rangers......"

In the eyes of most people, the black horses, gray horses and white horses of the Heavenly Cavalry Army under the command of Cheng Mu are mixed and matched, like a ragtag cavalry.

"It turned out to be them."

Yang Zhenfeng nodded suddenly in realization.

He had already filtered out Cheng Mu and the Heavenly Cavalry Army in his heart, thinking that it was the more than 3,000 ranger players who rescued Qingyang City.