Just six hundred meters away from the city wall of Guangzong City, an army dressed in hambled clothes was showing off its might, facing Guangzong City from a distance. In this position, it was just a little within the reach of the archers at the head of the city, and out of their reach.

The reason for this is that the wall of Gwangjong is not very high, only about 20 meters. Ordinary archers stood on top and shot arrows at enemy troops six hundred meters away, and at best they could barely get there. After that, the damage was negligible, and only a few archers were able to accurately hit these people six hundred meters away, and inflict fatal injuries on them. So these people who seem to be miscellaneous soldiers are now showing off their power because they are standing at a safe distance.

They are the players, so they wear a variety of costumes instead of the uniform of the uniform of the Han soldiers. In fact, on the battlefield of Guangzong, players are still extremely active, active on this battlefield. It's just a pity that coach Lu Zhi is just using them to do some dangerous things, such as the Yellow Turban Army that is now provoking the head of Guangzong City.

Two hundred meters behind this group of players is the real Han soldiers. At this distance, it is the safest distance, only the top archers can shoot arrows to this place only with the longbow in their hands, and this top archer, whether in the Han army or the Yellow Turban army, is rare.

Originally, the more than 3,000 players were at a position of 700 meters, but then the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who looked at the head of the city did not react, so they moved forward another 100 meters.

The leading generals of the Han army in the back just watched, and did not stop the player's move, even if it was like standing on the edge of a cliff and taking another step forward. But that's what these players are all about, isn't it? Only the most elite soldiers can enter the system of their Han army, and these people are just for consumption.

Sneering, the general kept his eyes on the city, as long as the Yellow Turban Army above couldn't stand it, whether it was archery or sending troops to exterminate these players, they would be profitable. Because the meaning of why he led his army to stop here was to wait for the Yellow Turban Army to come and ambush the Yellow Turban soldiers who came out of the city.

"The eggless ones in the city! What Yellow Turbans, you put a woman's yellow hood on your head, right? The lead player held a loudspeaker made of cardboard and shouted at the castle.

The voice echoed, and it clearly fell into the ears of all the Yellow Turban soldiers guarding the city. Suddenly, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army at the head of the city were furious in their hearts, and they focused their eyes on the players six hundred meters away. If the gaze could kill, the player leader would have died countless times, but unfortunately the gaze could not kill, so many Yellow Turban soldiers put arrows at the longbow and locked on the player leader and the players behind him.

Seeing this, Bocai did not stop it. It would be even worse to really suppress these soldiers, and he also knew that Zhao Hong at the gate of the city was waiting for an opportunity to attack, so he didn't stop it. Because when they are usually provoked, there are arrows shooting at the provocative Han army on the head of the city!

"The archers shoot arrows, the other soldiers do not move, do not waste arrows. You just need to watch with peace of mind, how those Han soldiers died! Bocai shouted. Eight hundred meters is a limit distance, and six hundred meters is also an extremely long distance, so he will control the soldiers at the head of the city to shoot arrows, and if he misses, those arrows will be wasted, and they will even be collected by the Han army, and will become a sharp weapon to harm his own soldiers and take the lives of his own soldiers.

Hearing Bocai's order, those Yellow Turban soldiers whose archery skills could only be regarded as ordinary and medium put down the longbow that had been attached to the bowstring, and turned their attention to the marksmen in the army, the soldiers with outstanding archery skills.

......More than a dozen feathered arrows were shot out, bringing a buzzing sound and flying towards the players who were showing off their might.

"Poof." The feather arrow entered the flesh, and several players who were still cursing suddenly disappeared and fell to the dust and sand.

The leader of the players was unharmed, and when the arrows came, he moved his hidden hand behind him, and the large shield he held in his hand stood in front of him. "Ding Ding Ding", six metal collision sounds sounded, and there were actually six feather arrows, which came one after another, but were blocked by the big shield.

"Hey, hey." Removing the shield, the boss player jumped out, with a smug expression, he already knew that he would be targeted by those Yellow Turban soldiers at the head of the city, so he had already prepared the shield. The horn in the other hand was raised again, and the dantian was angry, and another shout, "Look at you! Didn't you even eat? By the way, I forgot the yellow woman's scarf you wore on your head, is it also dyed with women's geranium, that's why you're so powerless? ”

"Come on, come on, come and shoot me! Come on! ”

"Ding, ding, ding." Several more feathered arrows were fired, but the player leader moved as fast as the feathered arrows, moving the shield in front of him again long before the feathered arrows finally arrived. Let those archers with excellent archery skills in the Yellow Turban Army once again be in vain, and also make these archers stunned.

"Damn!" Almost gritting his teeth, he forced these two words out of his teeth. If it weren't for the fact that this person's person was as obscene as his words, and if that party hadn't appeared in front of him in time, this person would have died no less than six times!

The raging flames, the flames that cannot be vented are burning in the heart, and they cannot burn the enemy to death, so they can only burn themselves to death. Especially the other party's foul language, although there is no swear word, no scolding, but it is more vicious than that. Many of the Yellow Turban soldiers' hands had been placed on the women's wall, clenched tightly, their joints flushed purple, as if they were about to buckle off a brick. If they hadn't known that there was already an army in the city ready to attack, they would definitely not have been able to calm down, and they would have made even more over-the-top moves than they already have!

In this era, the status of women is undoubtedly low, and many women do not have a name, and even appear as surnames in history. It's like Liu Bei's wife Mi and Gan. And Geranium, which is one of the filth in the eyes of people now, used it as a weapon to attack the Yellow Turban soldiers, this player leader undoubtedly did some research, and really made those Yellow Turban soldiers angry half to death. Even Bo Cai's mood rolled, his anger churned, and he took several deep breaths before suppressing the urge to draw his sword and slash in anger.

Seeing that the Yellow Turban soldiers at the head of the city did not react aggressively, the player's leader's brow furrowed. He beckoned and said, "Bring that thing." ”

One of the players behind him immediately stepped forward and spread out the Yellow Turban Army flag captured by the Guangzong Han Army on the ground, and then stepped on it a few times before he returned to the position where he had been standing. He knew that the boss was going to make a big move, and it was anything that could not be tolerated as long as he was a soldier, and he wanted to use a way that was exclusive to men, a way that only men could do.

Standing the shield within reach and lowering the horn, the player leader began to unbelt his pants and then lift his pants, first the thick hair, then the hidden object exposed to the air.

Of course, there is not only air here, but also the gaze of many people, under the gaze of more than 10,000 Yellow Turban soldiers in the city, he calmly held the thing in his crotch with his hand, shook it with his hand, and whistled in his mouth.

The urine landed on the Yellow Turban flag, and the water became fast and rapid, quickly staining the flag wet. It began to accumulate again, accumulating into a small puddle, which impregnated the symbol belonging to the Yellow Turban Army, the most important banner of an army.

He's really not an exhibitionist, it's a mission! As long as the Yellow Turban Army is lured out of the city, then he will complete the task and will have a rich task reward. Of course, this reward can't be given by Lu Zhi, that is, the reward issued by the system, so that he can dedicate himself on the battlefield like this!

"Damn it!" With a few angry curses, the dozen or so archers at the head of the city shot more arrows and attacked the player leader.

"Ding, ding, ding." As with the usual sound, he hid behind the shield again, letting the male-specific organ sway, and only then did he slowly lift his trousers up again and tighten the waistband.

"A bunch of girls, don't go to the battlefield, go home and take the children! Or do you have no eggs? There is no flesh, just like you, all out of the city? Let grandpa teach you, what is the majesty of a man? ”

"What's the matter, they're all dumb? Or are you blown away by me? A bunch of! ”

……

The words that came out of the loudspeaker, more vicious than the other, echoed in the battlefield. "Hahaha ......" The players standing behind the player leader also laughed for a while, and this laughter turned into a sharp sword, stabbing towards the heart of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

Persecution, persecution again and again, and constantly trampling on the bottom line, this is what these players have been doing for a while. They are gradual, and their words are more vicious each time, otherwise they will curse like this from the beginning, and if they listen to it for a long time, as long as they are immune. But today, at this moment, there is nothing left! Because those Yellow Turbans have been ambushed many times, and until recently, they were all cowering in the city, otherwise why would the player leader risk being considered an exhibitionist to expose that thing?

The gate of Guangzong City slowly opened a gap, but it was only a very narrow gap, and even children could not penetrate through it. But Zhao Hong could clearly see the outline of the Han army in the distance through the gap, and of course, those words and scolding also fell into his ears word for word.

"Hmph, kill yourself." He sneered, and the murderous aura behind him surged like substance.

He had raised the soldiers' fighting spirit to a high point with his words before, and now with these vicious scoldings, the soldiers' fighting spirit has reached its peak. Zhao Hong's back was extremely cold, and cold sweat flowed down, even him, let alone when facing the enemy.

The city gate opened inch by inch, very slowly, and it was precisely because of the slowness that the opening of the north city gate was not discovered by the Han army in the distance. Stopped, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army at the city gate took a deep breath, and all their strength burst out, and the city gate of Guangzong was opened in an instant.

"Kill!" Zhao Hong took the lead and rushed towards the players who were dancing and doing all kinds of taunting moves.

Behind him, a thousand cavalrymen followed closely, the sound of horses' hooves, the roar of thunder mixed in, and in an instant, the sky and the earth cracked! Behind him, 10,000 infantrymen also ran, vowing to wash away the shame with their blood!

"Run!" The player leader shouted loudly and turned to run, his shield and trumpet decisively thrown to the ground.

The same action as he was made by the 3,000 players he led. Their mission was only to introduce a part of the Yellow Turbans into the ambush circle, and did not include combat. The demeanor of picking up people's heads and mending knives will only be fully displayed when they wait for the Yellow Turban Army to be ambushed and trapped in the encirclement.

Each player ran to the rear as fast as they could, took out the strength to eat, and when they were thrown out as bait, they were not eliminated, and they died in the hands of the Yellow Turban Army, all of them had good legs and ran extremely fast. In fact, many players adhere to the principle that it is enough to run for their lives and run past their companions.

"Withdraw." The general of the Han army at a distance of 800 meters gave this order coldly, and from the time he saw the Yellow Turban cavalry appear, he knew the fate of those strangers. His men were all infantry, and he could not face the Yellow Turban Army, which was estimated to be more than 10,000, so he had no choice but to retreat to a trench two miles away from Gwangjong City.

Soon, he laughed self-deprecatingly. He thinks too much, even his army is the second part of the decoy, how can he go to war with the Yellow Turban Army?

"Boom." The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and the players who were running extremely fast were shocked to notice this, and when they turned around, they found that the Yellow Turban cavalry had reached a distance of three hundred meters from them! Time is only the time of a cup of tea in the past!

Many players gritted their teeth and ran, with incomparable remorse in their hearts being too arrogant, showing off their might at a distance of 600 meters from Guangzong City! Running away now also means running 200 meters more than before!

One of the horsemen in the gallop raised his head, and the gaze in his eyes was like cold lightning, accurately catching the one he wanted to kill from the running crowd. Bow building, archery, "boom", feather arrows burst out, and the moment they are shot out, they become a shadow that cannot be clearly captured.

"Poof." The player leader, who was running desperately, fell down heavily, and a feathered arrow pierced through his back, and half of the arrow shaft with the arrow embedded in his chest!

The cavalryman smiled disdainfully, half of his face exposed under his helmet, and a conspicuous knife mark left a few days ago.

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