"No mercy!"

The cavalry general raised his spear.

"It's the sun ride, the sun ride is coming."

Someone recognized the identity of this cavalry and shouted excitedly.

Sun Cavalry, a prestigious elite class of troops in the Shenzhou Kingdom.

"It's finally here!"

Cheng Mu breathed a long sigh of relief.

If Anqing City is really captured, then this Anqing County will fall into war.

There are too many variables.

"Woo~!"

A long horn sounded.

10,000 Sun Cavalry rushed into the Yellow Turban Army, tearing a huge gap in the ranks of 30,000 people.

After Zhang Mancheng squirted a mouthful of blood, the whole person withered.

His own soldiers protected him in the middle.

As the release was interrupted, the thunderclouds above Anqing City began to disperse.

This scene gave the entire Anqing City a hint of pleasure for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

"Reinforcements are coming, kill them!"

Zhang Ruo took the lead.

The news of the arrival of the Burning Sun Rider spread throughout Anqing City, and everyone's morale was instantly high.

Three thousand Yellow Turban wrestlers blocked the door, fighting with the troops led by Zhang Ruo.

Now there are still 10,000 defenders in the city, and about 20,000 ranger players.

When it comes to saving their lives, players are very savvy.

"Kill!"

A sword pour in the heart has just begun to go from heaven to hell, and now it has climbed up from hell again.

The battlefield is so fast-moving.

Just now, everyone was hiding in the house as rats, and now they have sounded the horn of a counterattack.

"Lord, let's go too!"

Guan Hai was excited.

Now what everyone has to do is to see who cuts off Zhang Mancheng's head first.

"There's no hurry."

Cheng Mu motioned to everyone to be calm.

Now Zhang Mancheng still has an army of 80,000 under his command.

10,000 Sun Cavalry plus 10,000 Anqing City defenders, even if you add 20,000 or 30,000 players, this is still a tough battle.

3000 Yellow Turban Lux needs someone to solve it.

"Rush! Kill! ”

The rest of the players don't think so.

The horn of the counteroffensive has been sounded, and each Yellow Turban soldier is a moving point.

"Tianxiong Army, step by step! Don't be greedy! ”

"The Tianyu Army throws at a distance from a distance, try not to hurt friendly soldiers."

"The Heavenly Cavalry will attack with me, looking for an opportunity to seize the head of Zhang Mancheng!"

This time, Cheng Mu arranged it in an orderly manner.

As long as he is not greedy for merit, the casualties of the troops under his command will not be too great.

Only by retaining their own vital strength to the maximum can they destroy more enemies.

The entire outside of Anqing City was turned into a battlefield.

Infantry, cavalry, and yellow turban wheaths dance wildly.

Broadsword, arrow, magic ......

Cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods also appeared.

The only thing to note is that it hurts everyone.

There is no Immunity for teammates here.

Accidental injuries, accidental injuries to teammates abound.

Everyone can only pray that their luck is not too bad, and being stoned to death by a teammate can only be regarded as unlucky.

"Ding! Congratulations on killing a level 18 Yellow Turban, gaining 1800 XP and 1 points. ”

"Ding! Congratulations on killing a level 20 Yellow Turban Elite to gain 2000 XP and 2 points. ”

......

For Cheng Mu, the difference between the Yellow Turban Soldier and the Yellow Turban Elite Soldier is only in the number of points.

"Cool!"

Cheng Mu yelled.

Strategizing has the thrill of winning a thousand miles, and charging into battle has the coolness of wanton life.

The Pear Flower Spear danced like a dragon snake in his hands, taking away a life with every attack.

I don't know how many Yellow Turban soldiers have been killed, but the content of the system prompt has changed this time.

"Ding! Congratulations on your excellent battle, and your Sunfall marksmanship proficiency has been increased to [Entering the House]. ”

After fighting for so long, Cheng Mu's marksmanship skills have finally been upgraded.

In an instant, he rushed to deepen his understanding of the sunfall marksmanship.

Even the control of the pear flower gun has become more convenient.

"Haha!"

Cheng Mu laughed heartily.

Sure enough, only through the battle can you improve yourself the fastest.

He didn't want to be a weak chicken who just sat in his chair and gave orders, which was the easiest way to get killed.

Laughing, he unleashed another fireball spell.

"Boom!"

Dozens of violently burning fireballs smashed towards the target in front of them, instantly emptying a large area.

"I wonder when, my fireball spell will be upgraded to Sky Fire?"

Cheng Mu envied Zhang Mancheng's thunder.

He thought that in the future, he would destroy the world with one move of heavenly fire with his left hand, and descend from heaven and thunder with one move with his right hand, and smash a few more earth splitting starfalls in the middle, and no matter how powerful the enemy was, he would be wiped out.

This is the romance of the Faye.

"Lord, whoever loses, please drink!"

Guan Hai also laughed.

Now with his strength, it is really a wolf into the flock.

With a comprehensive force value of more than 70 points, he is really a Yellow Turban soldier with a knife, and he doesn't have to breathe.

"Good!"

Cheng Mu knew what Guan Hai was referring to.

Bet on who will cut off the head of Zhang Manchester City first.

Although the Heavenly Thunder descended into the world powerfully, its consumption of itself was also extremely powerful.

The current Zhang Mancheng is really like a wasted person, and he is still recovering.

However, it is very difficult to obtain the first level of Zhang Mancheng in the army of ten thousand.

After all, it is not only Cheng Mu and Guan Hai who are eyeing Zhang Mancheng.

"Kill! Don't retreat, don't retreat! ”

Zhang Ruo was still fighting at the city gate.

The strength of the Yellow Turban Lux can really be called one against ten.

Without the threat of crossbow arrows, a normal attack would not have been able to break through their shields.

Only a military general like Zhang Ruo, or an attack that reaches a certain strength, can break through the golden shields on the Yellow Turban wrestlers.

Now that the two sides are in close combat, Fang Xiao on the city tower does not dare to use crossbow arrows anymore.

If it's too powerful, it will hurt your own people.

"Click!"

Zhang Ruo split the shield of the Yellow Turban wrestler who was blocking in front of him.

The blade passed through the Yellow Turban Lux's chest, and finally got stuck on his sternum.

"Phew! It's hard! ”

Zhang Ruo kicked this yellow turban wrestler away, and looked at the long knife with a gap in his hand in distress.

Fortunately, thanks to the help of the ranger players, otherwise his 10,000 people might not be able to beat these Yellow Turban wrestlers.

Ranger players have all kinds of bizarre skills, which can work wonders at this time.

Freezing, Delayed, Bleeding, Serious Injury, Toxin......

In an instant, these yellow turban wrestlers were covered with all kinds of negative states.

Cheng Mu rushed to kill again.

At this moment, the red sun rode back.

The 30,000 Yellow Turban soldiers under Zhang Mancheng's command were scattered by them, and many of them lost their armor.

And at this time, Cheng Mu saw the appearance of the leading general.

Middle-aged man, about forty years old, with a Chinese face.

Holding a slash/saber, his body exudes boundless killing intent.

"Huh?"

seemed to feel Cheng Mu's prying eyes, and the man glanced at Cheng Mu.

In an instant, a terrifying scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared in Cheng Mu's eyes. The boundless killing intent enveloped Cheng Mu, and a chill rose from his soul.

"I'm Cao, is it so strong?!"

Cheng Mu quickly put his head away.

I just glanced at it, but I was warned by someone's murderous intent.

It seems that this big guy doesn't like others to look at it.

No, Mu Ke will not give up.

Looking at the situation, the target of this big man is also Zhang Manchester City, so everyone is a competitor.

It is not known who killed the deer.