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This system prompt appeared, it was too much to his taste, at this time, when he looked at these player forces again, his eyes were full of gratitude, after all, in order to subdue Zhang Ning, he could only say goodbye to the Yellow Turban Thief, and now this unexpected battle should be his last war to be able to obtain points and merits.

"Kill!" Xuanyuan Che held the oblique moon halberd high and took the lead in rushing towards the opposite side, not afraid of the opponent's army of two million.

As a general, Xuanyuan Che was not afraid at all, and the combined cavalry behind him was also flushed with excitement, and followed Xuanyuan Che, galloping on horseback, killing the enemy on the opposite side.

The high-speed running war horse, with brave soldiers, rushed into the player's army like a raging flood, and the first to come into contact, whether it was the player or the aboriginal soldiers, were all knocked away by the powerful impact force of more than ten or twenty meters, if it weren't for the robe behind him who was forced to block it with his own body, this distance would be even farther.

The Combined Cavalry Army, which rushed into the army, under the leadership of Xuanyuan Che, rushed towards the Chinese army.

Whether it is the tiger and leopard rider or the golden eagle guard, they are all special troops, relative to the player, the strength is far exceeded, coupled with the unity of the military formation, even in the face of several times the enemy's attack, there is no panic, under the strong combat power, the player army has no resistance at all, and is killed on his back.

"Mayor Town, Xuanyuan Che is coming this way, what should we do?" At this time, many of Wang Ming's players were very frightened, lest they would be killed by Xuanyuan Che on the spot and lose their lives in vain.

Wang Ming didn't speak, looking at Xuanyuan Che who was rushing here, and after hearing the system news that he was temporarily classified into the Yellow Turban camp before, he felt that things were beyond his control, and he was a little hesitant.

As a major force that He Xuanyuan Che had fought against in the dungeon space, coupled with his observation when he defected to Xuanyuan Che some time ago, he naturally knew the strength of Xuanyuan Che's command, and he didn't think that with an army of nearly two million players, he could beat Xuanyuan Che's army.

And the reason why so many players from the same camp are still attracted is mainly because of the rules in the plot prohibiting the forces of the same camp from fighting each other.

Previously, he thought that in order to avoid unnecessary loss of points and merits, Xuanyuan Che would kill some players to deter, but he would never dare to fight on a large scale, and in the end, due to the pressure of players, it was very likely that he would come up with something in exchange for their concessions.

And even if he didn't want to take out Zhang Jiao's relics, but chose to confront them, the task that Dong Zhuo gave him could be completed. Prevent Regulus from returning to the battlefield.

But now, because of that system news, all the expected scenarios have become empty, and Xuanyuan Che doesn't care about his reputation among players, and actually chooses the only way to slaughter players, and what's more dangerous is that he seems to have understood the role he plays in it, and kills in his own direction.

"Young master, do you want this?" At this time, a servant of Wang Ming's family stepped forward, counted the money, and suggested in a low voice.

"Wait, it's really not good, that's all there is to it." Wang Ming naturally knew that what he meant as a domestic servant was to spend money to keep him safe, after all, whether it was spending money to buy back the prisoners in the previous dungeon, or spending money on the frontal battlefield later, it could be seen that this Xuanyuan Che was extremely greedy for money, and he believed that as long as he spent money, he could keep him safe.

It didn't take long for Wang Ming to find that this army of players was indeed useless, and it did not play a role in blocking Xuanyuan Che's cavalry at all, and in less than an hour, this cavalry army was about to reach the range of his Chinese army.

No, Wang Ming could only give up this plan, and while ordering the former army to get out of the passage, he took a few of his subordinate leaders to drive his horse forward and discuss with Xuanyuan Che.

"Brother Wang, what play are you singing today?" Seeing that the Chinese army gave way to it, Xuanyuan Che understood that this Wang Ming had no intention of fighting with him.

"Master Hou smiled, but Zhang Jiao's relics are too tempting, and they can't be exempt from vulgarity."

"You are well-informed, but after half a day, you know that Zhang Jiao died at my hands." Xuanyuan Che said with a smile, "Now in this situation, I don't know what solution Brother Wang has?" ”

"What are the old rules, Master Hou, you say, how much money are you willing to let me go?"

Xuanyuan Che really didn't expect that Wang Ming would actually propose to buy his life with money, could it be that he himself was so greedy for money, and he actually let go of people with bad intentions for a few dollars.

After thinking about it, Xuanyuan Che said: "Brother Wang, you also know that you now belong to the Yellow Turban camp, as long as I kill you, I can get points and merits, if I don't have enough money, I will suffer a lot." ”

"I order my troops to surrender to you and pay another 100,000 gold, Master Hou, see how this goes."

Xuanyuan thought about it, it was not bad, if the enemy surrendered, he could get half of the points and merits, plus 100,000 gold, but it was much more cost-effective than killing himself.

"Just your troops? What about the others? ”

"Master Hou, you think too highly of Wang, I only summoned these players temporarily, everyone belongs to the cooperative relationship, where will they listen to me."

"Well, since that's the case, then I'll take their merits myself."

As soon as Wang Ming heard this, he knew that Xuanyuan Che agreed to his plan, and hurriedly took out a ticket of 100,000 gold, and surrendered to Xuanyuan Che at the same time.

After receiving 100,000 gold and reaping a large amount of merit and points obtained after Wang Ming's surrender, Xuanyuan Che immediately turned his horse's head and rushed to the left flank. Seeing the situation, Wang Ming's army immediately separated the passage and let them out.

Two hours later, the battle was finally over, not because either side won the victory, but because after two hours passed, the camp of these players' forces returned to the Han again, which made Xuanyuan Che, who was unwilling to waste merit and points, stop attacking and leave with a satisfied smile.

And at this moment, the chaotic rout of the player army, but can only look at his back in fear, looking at the corpses of his comrades all over the ground, and decide never to go against this Xuanyuan Che in the future.

Of course, this kind of thinking is just some small power lords or ordinary players, like those who are more powerful and have suffered more damage in this war, but they hate Xuanyuan to the core, and secretly decide that if they have the opportunity in the future, they must find today's field.

Gathering with the army and handing over Zhang Ning and his party to Yang Yun for arrangement, Xuanyuan Che immediately went to see Cao Cao.

"Brother Meng De, the day of our retirement has come." As soon as he saw Cao Cao, Xuanyuan Che said such a sentence.

Cao Cao was stunned, what's going on? Retirement? He hasn't earned enough military merits, although he has just received a report from his subordinates and knows that Xuanyuan Che has killed Zhang Jiao and made great achievements, but he doesn't have a lot of military merits, and he still wants to defeat the Yellow Turban Army that has just escaped from Guangzong.

"Brother Xuanyuan, what do you mean by that? Seeing that the Golden Army is about to escape from the encirclement, if we retreat, Dong Zhuoke will find a scapegoat. ”

"Hehe, since I say so, I naturally have my reasons." As he spoke, Xuanyuan Che asked people to bring in the corpse of "Zhang Jiao" and said, "With him, what other sin can we have." ”

"Brother Xuanyuan, although you killed Zhang Jiao and achieved great success, but right now, this Yellow Turban Army is on our lips, if you don't eat it, it will be a pity."

"My brother Meng De, you don't know what the strength of the more than one million Yellow Turban Army is, that is not inferior to the Yellow Turban Warriors of our United Cavalry Army, our soldiers will go immediately, only the end of the fiasco, especially now that Dong Zhuo's motives are unknown, once there is an accident, then you and I will suffer heavy losses."

"This ......" Cao Cao hesitated, they had doubts before, this Dong Zhuo had different intentions, and even Xuanyuan Che radically thought that Dong Zhuo had antipathy, and now listening to him say this, Cao Cao really hesitated.

"Brother Meng De, with Zhang Jiao, coupled with your and my previous military exploits, this time the merits are not weaker than the two generals Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, if we are greedy, I am afraid it will provoke the anger of the public."

"Then, okay, we won't participate in this battle, and after the war, we'll find a reason to return to the court in advance." After hesitating again and again, Cao Cao finally agreed to this idea, although he was very unwilling, but now Xuanyuan Che had made up his mind not to participate anymore, with his military strength alone, plus Dong Zhuo watching from the side, he was indeed a little difficult to deal with this war.

After convincing Cao Cao, Xuanyuan was overjoyed, left the corpse of "Zhang Jiao", and asked Cao Cao to apply for military merit, and returned to his military tent, where Zhang Ning was still waiting for him to accept it.