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A sharp voice sounded in front of the Chinese army tent in Guangzong's government official army village, and the onlookers next to him blocked the Chinese army's big tent, and in front of the big tent stood a brocade dress, yin and yang strange person, holding a roll of golden yellow silk in his hand, majestic and imposing.

"Lu Zhi, the general of Beizhonglang, failed to supervise the war, delayed the military aircraft, and insulted the imperial court inspector, and did not repent. Therefore, he removed the post of Beizhonglang general, escorted to the capital to ask for the crime, and the Jizhou officials and troops were handed over to Dongzhonglang to command Dong Zhuo, and admired this. ”

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man with gray sideburns came out of the big tent, looking like a typical decent person, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, long hair fluttering, and a straight waist, followed by two sergeants with armor and knives, obviously not guards, but soldiers escorting Lu Zhi.

After all, he was also a high-ranking official, the commander-in-chief of the three armies in Jizhou, even if he had to put people in shackles according to the emperor's will, he would definitely have to ask Lu Zhi to take care of himself first, and he would not be able to come up and be tough.

Lu Zhi stood in front of the tent, looked at the players around him, and looked in the direction of Guangzong City from afar, without moving, nor sighing, just a short glance, and quickly lowered his head and walked to the prisoner car escorting him.

But Wei Tong felt that Lu Zhi must have mixed feelings in his heart. He worked hard to save himself, but the emperor wanted to condemn himself because of a eunuch's slanderous words.

People can't be photographed when they die, and the most terrible thing is that faith is withering.

"Dingtone, you received a task request."

Wei Tong was sighing about what happened to Lu Zhi, and suddenly a system prompt sounded, Wei Tong was stunned by this prompt, and after this stunned, he found that the people around him seemed to have this reaction.

"Side Quest: Follow the Right Path;

Description: Follow Lu Zhi's prisoner car to Luoyang, protect Lu Zhi's safety on the way, and gather people in Luoyang to make a wish to the emperor to release Lu Zhi;

Rewards: 10 reputation points, 1000 merit points, and an unknown reward. ”

Whispers soon erupted.

"Hey, did you get any mission requests?"

"Damn, you have this too? I thought I was the only one. ”

"Are you going or not? I'll go if you go......"

……

It seems that all the officers and soldiers present have received such a mission request. Then the player has to make a choice based on this task. If you follow Lu Zhi back to Luoyang, then the long journey plus the need to stay in Luoyang to petition, the battle in Guangzong will be missed even with the later battles, and if you don't stay in Luoyang, you will lose this low-hanging fruit mission reward.

Many people may think that no matter how they think about it, it is cost-effective to stay on the battlefield, and people like this are basically people like Wei Tong who have the ability to earn meritorious deeds from the battlefield. The current situation of many players is that they sacrifice a lot of resources to cultivate militias in exchange for a small amount of merit points.

On the merit list, there are many people with merit below 1,000 at the current position, and many civilian players seem to have two or three or four thousand feats, but they have already paid a huge price for this, and some have even been so desperate that the village is about to rebel. These people are a bunch of outlaw gamblers, gambling that they will survive until the end of the battle, and they have to bet that the final settlement reward will be enough to make up for their losses.

Another part is to carefully calculate the gains and losses, and strive for them as appropriate as their own conditions allow. Such players have no worries, but they don't make a lot of money, so for them, such a task is equivalent to having no capital and is very cost-effective.

The last part is that the strength is not good, good luck and stealing life until now, no merit earned, just to get a task, and I don't expect to be on the leaderboard in the end, what can be exchanged for something, naturally I will choose to receive this task.

So in the end, there were really a large number of players who followed Lu Zhi's prisoner car and embarked on the road to Luoyang to petition the saint, and Guangzong's official and military camp suddenly seemed to be much empty.

Wei Tong even felt that this was a deliberate way to balance the strength of the two sides in the backstage of the game under the gradually tired battle situation of the Yellow Turban, because next, the official army would suffer......

"Herald! The whole army retreated, diverted the battlefield ?! ”

Not long after Lu Zhi left with the player, the herald in the barracks shouted in front of the big tent again. Soon, the NPCs around them began to pack their things and prepare for the march. There are many players who don't know what the situation is, thinking that the yellow scarf suddenly killed, and this side can't resist it, and the scene is chaotic for a while.

Wei Tong's mind was very clear, this was Dong Zhuo doing something.

Dong Zhuo, a big fat man, the first thing he did when he took over the command was to negate the strategy of the original commander Lu Zhi, and he announced that Lu Zhi's decision to besiege Guangzong was stupid, so the official army would stop here for several months without any progress. According to his line of thought, the whole army should move to Xiaquyang, which Zhang Bao was guarding, and there will definitely be gains.

Dong Zhuo, who was eager to prove himself, didn't even know much about the military village he had just taken over, so he left in a hurry. Guangzong's yellow scarf, who had been besieged for several months, not only got a chance to breathe, but also came to his military village by the way to pick up some leaks, and there were all kinds of supplies, grain and grass. Yellow Turban players are simply beautiful, as long as they go to this unmanned military village and move things back, they can get a lot of merit.

However, the players of the official army followed Dong Zhuo and continued to fight a new round of vicious battles in Xiaquyang.

"The Yellow Turban thieves are just a bunch of mustards! As long as you are brave in battle, you will be able to conquer it, and you will rush me! Whoever dares to run back, I'll kill whom! After Dong Zhuo came, the style of command was different, and Wei Tong was suddenly a little glad that he didn't bring Gao Shun and the heavily armored militia team over.

However, the battle still has to be fought, Wei Tong mixed in the middle of a group of players who shouted and shouted and killed, and followed the regular army of NPCs all the way to the city.

The gates of the city were closed, and the Yellow Turban did not go out of the city to meet the battle, but stood on the tower of the city and bent his bow and arrows, shooting at the live targets below.

"Top shield, top shield!" The commander was angry, but he didn't remember that he hadn't commanded the shield before.

The officers and soldiers swayed and put their shields on their heads, covering the rushing car near the city gate, and there was a burst of rolling stones and skulls on the city tower, cleaning up the sappers near the rushing car.

"Cover the sappers! stupid like pigs, get another team of sappers and knock on the gates for me! Dong Zhuo's commander was furious and scolded. Since there was no reserve of engineers to follow the ranks at first, now they had to start from the rear, running on two legs, and eating a lot of bows and arrows along the way.

It was easy to wait until the engineer team arrived at the city, and the yellow scarf on the city tower poured fire oil again, and then replenished a rocket, only to hear a loud "boom", and the fire oil that suddenly burst rose like a dragon, and the officers and soldiers around the rushing car were burned, and suddenly a burst of screams resounded throughout the battlefield.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, just as the attack of the official army was unfavorable, the battlefield suddenly changed, the originally clear sky and the earth suddenly changed color, thick dark clouds covered the sun, and the violent wind rolled up a gust of sand and stones, Wei Tong was shocked, and suddenly looked up at the city tower. A man in a Taoist uniform slowly stepped forward......

"Zhang Bao?!"