The burning of Yizhuang and the net of Ma Yuanyi's subordinates greatly boosted the morale of the players.

The high morale made everyone no longer afraid of Ma Yuanyi's terrifying combat effectiveness, like ants gnawing on elephants, and surrounded him in all directions.

The battle has progressed to this point, it is to see which side can hold on more, and no matter from which point of view, there are still more than 200 players, how can they not lose to Ma Yuanyi, who is already alone!

The most important thing is - anyway, the players are all immortal, it's a big deal to hang back to Luoyang City, just die once, what's there to be afraid of!

Even without Zhao Yalong's words, the rest of the players rushed forward desperately, even he, who claimed to be a farmer, threw his spear out as a throwing spear, and participated in the siege of Ma Yuanyi's army with a sword that was more decorative than practical.

For a time, shouting to kill the heavens.

"Strange? What about Brother Peng? Wende used a classic "lazy donkey rolling" to dodge Ma Yuanyi's slam blow that swept away the thousands of troops in embarrassment, and made a player with a big axe behind him a substitute for the dead ghost, he estimated that he rolled out of the range that the powerful wooden stick could cover, and then he stood up dizzily, and saw Li Wei holding a big shield with both hands, blocking in front of Xiao Xiao, and Xu Tu was looking for an opportunity to attack in the distance, but Cheng Peng, the most powerful of the five, was gone, and asked suspiciously, "Doesn't he like to fight with masters the most?" ”

"I don't know, he wasn't with us when we rushed down, I thought he was on the other side...... I seemed to see him when I set the fire just now, but I only cared about setting the fire and didn't pay much attention to it......" Xiao Xiao found a gap in the gap between the people, shot an arrow at Ma Yuanyi, hit him in the shoulder, and made a V-shaped gesture with his right hand, and said at the same time, "Although I didn't reply in a private chat, at least I can make sure that he is not hanging and is still in this copy." ”

"That's weird, it's so big here, where can he go?" Wende searched everywhere, but in the big melee of these hundreds of people, there were crowds of human heads and wielding weapons everywhere, and it was impossible to find anyone, "I thought he would appear at the forefront of the siege of Ma Yuanyi......

The only one who really knows Cheng Peng's whereabouts is Xu Tu.

[Judging from the current situation, I'm afraid that these two hundred people won't be able to take Ma Yuanyi......] He looked at Ma Yuanyi, who was still full of vindictiveness, worriedly, and was secretly anxious, [Now...... I only hope that Cheng Peng's side can succeed......]

Cheng Peng is indeed not in the camp besieging Ma Yuanyi.

Just now he saw Ma Yuanyi clear the field, and when he was about to rush down, he suddenly received a private chat from Xu Tu.

"Although Ma Yuanyi is a Yellow Turban general, in history he is just a waste wood who was caught by a small official and sentenced to a split car, which is not at the same level as generals such as Guan Hai and Bocai. He shouldn't be so powerful - I guess there's something in that manor that might have something like an altar to boost his power, and you go and destroy that one so we can hope to win. ”

That's why he let go of the fierce battle outside, left behind the strong enemy he wanted to challenge, and took the opportunity to set fire to rush into this Yizhuang alone.

It was indeed very dangerous when he was surrounded just now, but as the fire ignited in the inner courtyard, the Yellow Turban Army that originally surrounded him suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the system prompted him, "You burned the stronghold of the Yellow Turban Army, and the raging flames made these rabble collapse and flee in all directions."

Looking at the suddenly open courtyard, he smiled, took out a five-hook gun, and walked towards the depths of the inner courtyard.

Along the way, a few Yellow Turban believers were refreshed from time to time, and these guys' combat effectiveness was average, but they were not afraid of death, yelling and stalking, and they had the meaning of biting him desperately, which gave him a little headache.

There are no blood refills in the world of Three Kingdoms Warriors, except for a few supplies that are randomly refreshed on the battlefield, you can only rely on the player's own original HP.

As for those so-called "supplies", at least Cheng Peng himself has not seen it with his own eyes, and he has only seen screenshots on the forum, which shows how rare they are!

It's like an ant smacking an elephant, even if a bite only makes him have a little less blood, if he is bitten too much, he will still hang.

After all, he is not Ma Yuanyi who can be besieged by 600 players and kill in all directions!

Fortunately, this Yizhuang was breached twice by the scattered players and the elite of the Big Gun Guild, and was burned by fire, and the number of Yellow Turban Believers has been greatly reduced - in fact, except for those that have spawned by chance, he has really never seen a single enemy that already exists.

Because of this, although he suffered some minor injuries, he finally managed to kill the back of Yizhuang and saw a high altar.

The altar is not large, boxy, and set up on a high platform.

In the center of the altar stood a yellow banner with unrecognizable characters written on it, and four braziers were burning around the flags, and smoke rose from the braziers, casting a veil of mystery over the altar.

[Atubo, this guy is really clever! ] I actually let him guess correctly! 】

Cheng Peng secretly admired in his heart, but his feet slowly slowed down, and he cautiously walked towards the altar step by step.

His steps were getting slower and slower, and all his spirits were raised, ready to fight.

This altar can exist under two rounds of siege by the players, and if the players don't get here, if the players attack here but can't attack it, it means that it has enough protection.

There has never been such a thing as an enchantment in China – at least not in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and most of the people who protected the altars were the elite of the Yellow Turban.

He guessed right.

So less than half a minute later, he was already in a heavy circle, surrounded by at least twenty tall warriors who suddenly refreshed out and wore yellow clothes.

"If I say I'm just passing by to make soy sauce, can you let me go?" Since the situation is clear, Cheng Peng put down the big stone in his heart and said jokingly, "I'll go back to help PK, how about you continue to look after your family here?" ”

Regrettably, this win-win offer was ignored.

Presumably, in the intelligent programs of these guards, there is only such a simple content as "kill outsiders who are close to the altar", right?

Looking at the Yellow Turban believers who surrounded him like fierce gods, Cheng Peng shook and sighed, but he was also secretly happy in his heart.

If you want to take out this altar, you will inevitably have to fight with these Yellow Turban believers, and in that case, then fight!

Although the number of enemies is a little too much, but to become the strongest player, you have to face various challenges and defeat all kinds of enemies.

For him, just one task can be abandoned, and it is imperative to meet more challenges and hit the star as soon as possible!

With a shake of his hand, the five-hook gun opened wide range along the way and stabbed at the nearest enemy.

The battle of the players besieging Ma Yuanyi has come to an end.

Even Hua Qisheng, the vice president of the Big Gun Trade Union, a special soldier in reality, is good at a single knife, and the bloodthirsty knife obtained by the encirclement and suppression of the wolf king is in his hand - was smashed into white light by Ma Yuanyi not long ago, with a treasure knife whose durability has decreased because of death, and with a step that cannot run fast because of the weakness of death, he is looking for someone to repair this beloved equipment in Luoyang City.

Now the players' battles revolve around the only remaining MT Levi, who will withstand Ma Yuanyi's attack, and then everyone will take the opportunity to fight back.

Levi held the big shield in both hands, blocking a heavy volley, only to feel a shock in his chest, a sudden sweetness in his throat, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

Fortunately, as with the previous ones, the vertigo was only temporary.

He threw away the broken shield and took another shield from Zhao Yalong, who had been transferred to a logistics officer.

"No matter how many times, I'll carry it!" He yelled at Ma Yuanyi, "Swear in the name of my grandfather Kazuki Kaneda, you will definitely die in front of me!" ”

"When did you become Japanese?" Xiao Xiao, who was also exhausted, reluctantly pulled out his longbow and shot an arrow, taking away a little bit of Ma Yuanyi's blood groove, and asked curiously, "And why is this name a little familiar?" ”

"Kazuya Kaneda of the Grim Reaper Detective Duo." The former wandering musician who had his leg broken and could only lie on the ground and hum said weakly, "I don't even know this guy, you are really worthy of the name of otaku!" ”

"I'm not an otaku again......"

"It's too late to make up for the lessons."

"Don't talk to yourself!"

As he was talking, Ma Yuanyi, who was still alive, roared again, raised the wooden stick, jumped up, and smashed it down.

[I'm afraid I can't stand it now......] Levi beat the drum in his heart, but he did not show weakness at hand, he also roared, grabbed the big shield with both hands, bent his legs, and met it with all his strength.

Rumble!

With a blow of stick, Levi staggered back two steps.

Rumble!

Another stick, and several players who tried to help him share the pressure turned into trapeze, turning into white light before they even hit the ground.

Rumble!

In the third stick, Li Wei and Zhao Yalong, who also carried a shield to help, shattered the shield in their hands together.

"the mud horse! Over and over again...... You're not done! ”

Levi, who was out of the way, roared wildly, ignoring thirty-seven twenty-one, and crashed into the opponent with all his strength.

did not hit the wall and fly back as expected, nor was it sent back to life by a blow, and the battlefield that was still killing just now was silent. Levi, who was still a little dizzy, looked around, and the players were looking at him with ghostly eyes.

【Doom...... What's the situation? 】

Looking back, seven or eight steps away from him, Ma Yuanyi staggered as if he was drunk, and almost fell on his heels, but the fighting spirit that had been shrouded in his body was gone

Xu Tu set his eyes on Yizhuang, who seemed to have nothing happening, and often sighed.

[Cheng Peng, this guy, finally caught up! ] 】