Here, there are the most high-end combat power among players, and in the online game Three Kingdoms, they already have the ability to participate in the big war and can become a force in the war. It's just that what they have is not enough to determine the outcome of a battle, they can only influence, just influence.

Even a super-first-class military general like Lu Bu, who represents the top military force of the Three Kingdoms, can't retreat with his whole body, let alone them? Because this is a cavalry, a cavalry with a strong impact, not only with war horses, but also with brave and strong Xianbei people, all of this undoubtedly shows that this is a bitter battle, a battle to the death. Yun Xian and the toad who ate the phoenix were able to fight so vigorously, and it was precisely because of the momentary nature of the attack from behind the Xianbei cavalry.

Oneiroi waved his dagger, lightly passed over a Xianbei cavalryman, and at the moment of brushing, his body slammed close to the Xianbei cavalry. The latter also had a sinister smile on his face, and the pride of the nation made him not afraid to engage any of the cavalrymen, but suddenly, his expression froze, and a line of blood appeared from his throat, and then the wound expanded, and blood splattered violently, like a fountain in the air.

His riding skills are indeed much better than the Oneiroi machine, and even this Xianbei cavalryman's eyes were full of banter when he saw the weapon in the hand of the Oneiroi machine, a dagger. However, for Oneiroi, he has mastered the art of horseback riding, and as long as he doesn't fall off his horse, killing people will always be a breeze for him. Even if he falls off the horse, don't think that the Oneiroi machine is weak and bullying at this time, as long as he doesn't die, then he will turn into a ruthless killing weapon.

The short dagger in the palm of the hand, the square inch of the palm, as long as the Oneiroi machine is close to the enemy's side, it can take people's lives. Just like the Xianbei cavalry just now, he and the Oneiroi machine swung their weapons at the same time, but when his long knife just fell, the dagger of the Oneiroi machine had already cut his throat, and by this time, the long knife of the Xianbei cavalry had not yet fallen.

The Oneiroi machine's movements are extremely fast, like walking with a cloud of water, killing people is bloody for him, but it is full of a sense of art. The dagger in his hand is his paintbrush, and the traces outlined by stroke are splashed with a bright picture.

With his head tilted and his body turned to the right, a long knife fell in front of his eyes, and the wind blowing made his eyes faintly painful, pregnant with tears from stimulation. His eyelids blinked slightly, and he didn't stop moving in the darkness for a moment.

The dagger waved, the tip of the blade turned in a circle, and it continued to cut on the arms of the Xianbei cavalry, and one after another bloody wounds appeared, only two seconds, the Xianbei cavalry was still intact before, and the strong arms had become bloody and blurred. The blood that was thrown out was still sliced with blood and a little white flesh, which was extremely light and thin, like slices of sashimi. Crystal clear, from the side, you can still see the tiny capillaries inside, but this is human flesh, presumably no one can taste the taste of it or not.

With a "bang", the right hand of the Xianbei cavalry could no longer hold the long knife, allowing it to fall to the ground. He screamed in pain, his entire facial features huddled together, bloodless, he didn't feel much pain in the first moment, but in the next moment, they were all stacked together, bursting out together.

It didn't last long for him to suffer, and Oneiroi slammed his throat to end his pain. As if he had eyes behind his back, a throwing knife appeared in the palm of his left hand, shooting backwards, and disappeared into the chest of a Xianbei cavalryman who was about to take a cold shot.

Rushing farther and farther, there was no hindrance from the beginning, and the speed of the Bingzhou cavalry that broke through behind the Temu tribe became slower and slower. They were still two or three hundred meters away from Lu Bu, and it didn't take a minute for the horses to get there, but when they were close at hand, it seemed to be on the horizon, even under the leadership of Zhang Liao, the forward speed of the Bingzhou cavalry became extremely slow!

In front, more and more Xianbei cavalry turned around, no longer rushing forward to fight the Xianbei cavalry led by Lu Bu Gaoshun, and turned to Zhang Liao. Among them, it is Duoye's younger brother Tie Li, who leads the elite cavalry of the Tiemu tribe to block Zhang Liao's path forward, like an iron wall!

Yun Ting frowned, looked ahead, and could clearly see the situation on the other side from the gap between the Xianbei people, and the Bingzhou cavalry led by Gao Shun was also in a bitter battle. In addition, he also saw a blood-colored shadow, crisscrossing in the Xianbei cavalry, unmatched, and Yun Ting knew that he was Lu Bu. Even Lu Bu, in this situation, kept killing people, but he still couldn't open up a way out!

Just killed the Xianbei cavalry blocking the way, and the next moment, new cavalry will appear in the position of the dead Xianbei cavalry to fill the gap. What Lu Bu encountered, just like what Yun Ting encountered now, the Xianbei cavalry had begun to not retreat, and they had already lost their minds in battle, even if they were afraid, they were still stimulated by the blood in front of them to go crazy, and they kept coming.

"Boom." The Qingyu sword was cut down, and the Xianbei cavalry was armed, and all of them were broken in half. Yun Ting was also covered in blood, and there were a lot of wounds on his body, but they were not fatal, at least they did not affect his battle. As for his enemies, all of them were like this Xianbei cavalryman, who had been savagely and brutally cut through them.

Yun Ting completely gave up anything technical, and he unscrupulously squandered his physical strength, with no intention of saving. Everything is just to kill, to kill people as quickly as possible, so along the way, the ground is full of blood and fragments of weapons, all of which are the masterpieces of Yunting.

He only used one sword, the most direct sword, to collide with the long knife in the hands of the Xianbei cavalry. With the advantage of the Qing Yu Sword, even the weapons made by the officials of the Han Dynasty could not withstand a few of his slashes, let alone the shoddy weapons in the hands of the Xianbei people, which were almost broken at the first touch.

Yun Ting gasped deeply, he was already feeling tired, but he couldn't stop. Killing, constantly swinging the green sword to slash the enemy in front of him, there is hardly a time to stop. What's more serious is the seemingly endless enemies in front of you, which is a kind of mental torture, under the weight of which makes people breathless.

In the ten minutes that he had rushed into the Xianbei cavalry, Yun Ting's men had killed more Xianbei cavalry than he had killed in the past few months.