"Sharpbow Legion, Projectile"

Wang Meng's face was cold, his voice was like a tiger's roar, roaring loudly, and the archers behind him seemed to feel Wang Meng's fighting intent, and they roared violently, bending their bows and arrows again.

"Projectile"

"Woohoo"

The black arrow rain rose again, and at this moment, whether it was the Yellow Turban Thief Army or the Han Dynasty official army, they were all in a burst of fear, such a dense arrow rain was almost an all-round blow, and there was no way to dodge.

"Ahh

"Help Me"

The rain of arrows rose into the air, with terrifying coercion, the Yellow Turban Thief Army in front of the Blood Battle Legion, but he felt that he was in the abyss, and there was no possibility of escape, and immediately a dead air floated out of the Yellow Turban Thief Army.

It was a salvo of 50,000 arrows, and the rain of arrows covered a section of dozens of meters, and the rain of arrows poured down, and the corpses were mountains and a sea of blood, and the Yellow Turban thief army, who was not yet dead, let out a terrifying wail.

At this moment, all the Yellow Turban thieves on the battlefield were shocked, and at this moment it was no longer a war, but a massacre, a one-sided slaughter.

In fact, the Yellow Turban Thief Army, or the Han official army, also has a large number of archers, and they can also send out a powerful salvo like the Divine Bow Legion, but this kind of warfare, the consumption of arrows is too great, and it is absolutely astronomical.

A 5W archer fires a salvo, consuming 5W arrows in one shot, 10W arrows twice, and 50W arrows in ten times.

Although the arrows are easy to make, they can't withstand such consumption, and Lu Zhi and Zhang Jiao can't afford to organize such a team, but they can't afford to use such a team.

"Legion of Blood. Rush"

The road ahead opened, and Mo Le immediately gave the order, and the Blood War Legion continued to advance. At this moment, on the road ahead of the Blood War Legion, there are only a few soldiers who are unlucky enough to escape the catastrophe just now, but then they will face the Blood War Army like a tiger and a wolf, and it will be tragic in an instant, it seems that his good luck is too bad, and now the bad luck is coming again. But there is no way to dodge.

"Sweeping"

Murray strode forward, but his eyes were on the ground, marching and fighting. Be careful, at this moment, the soldiers lying on the ground wailing may burst out and hurt people at any time, this kind of senseless sacrifice. Mo Le kills the last thing you want to see.

"Poof"

"Poof"

The Bloody Legion is divided into several rows. In addition to the bloody soldiers in the front row, the bloody soldiers behind them all looked down and stabbed a few shots at the Yellow Turban thieves who were still moving or trembling, and then continued to advance.

And the bloody battle legion behind was really fine, looking at the corpses in one place. The bloody soldiers stabbed the steel guns in their hands one after another.

The gun is like a poisonous snake, and the move hits the vital point. Many of the Yellow Turban thieves who are not dead are no longer immune at this moment.

"Damn, damn it"

"Order, let the Yellow Turban Lux speed up, before the third wave of arrows from the enemy, they don't rush to the front, then let them not come to see me"

Zhang Jiao looked at the actions of the Blood Battle Legion, with great hatred in his heart, his face was hideous, as if he wanted to eat people, he pulled the herald next to him and roared loudly.

"Yes, yes, I'll give the order."

Looking at the angry Zhang Jiao, the herald was frightened, he was too afraid that he would be angered, so he immediately flew on his horse and ran quickly towards the Yellow Turban Bandits.

"General Tiangong has an order, within ten breaths, he must reach the forefront of the battle line"

After the leader of the Yellow Turban Lux received the order, his face changed, and he looked back at Zhang Jiao, as if he saw a gloomy and terrifying face, and immediately his heart tightened, and he yelled coldly.

"Anyone who stands in the way will be killed"

Looking at the very frightened Yellow Turban Thief Army in front of him, the leader of the Yellow Turban Lux gritted his teeth, his face became very ruthless, and he ordered cruelly.

"Those who stand in the way, there is no mercy"

"Those who stand in the way, there is no mercy"

The Yellow Turban Lux roared violently, like the roar of an evil dragon, murderous, which suddenly stunned the Yellow Turban thief army in the middle lane, and the panic on his face became even heavier.

At this time, the leader of the Yellow Turban Lux turned his head and looked at Zhang Jiao, seeing that Zhang Jiao's expression eased slightly, the leader of the Yellow Turban Lux was relieved, retracted his gaze, and his face was full of pride.

"Rush, rush for me"

The Yellow Turban Lux roared again, his body was like an arrow from Lixuan, and he rushed forward, and all of this fell into Xu Shu's eyes.

"Bloody Legion, Thorn Formation"

Mo Le also saw the changes in the Yellow Turban Thief Army, and the scene of the Yellow Turban Lux rushing up was also in full view, Mo Le's face did not change, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly yelled, but he said disdainfully in his heart, Hmph, Yellow Turban Lux Warrior.

It's no wonder that Mo Le is like this, in the Battle of Guangzong, the average strength of the Yellow Turban Lux is only the sixth rank and third order, while the average strength of the Blood Battle Legion has reached the sixth rank and seventh order, and the dragoon legion behind the Blood War Legion, the lowest strength of the dragoon, also exceeds the realm of the seventh grade.

"Drink"

"Drink"

The bloody soldiers shouted in unison, and the battle formation immediately changed, the originally somewhat loose battle formation was immediately tightened, and the spears were outward, looking at the sky, the bloody battle legion was like a blood-red hedgehog.

"Hmph, how is the Yellow Turban Lux, but the same food, the three-dimensional attack that the lord said, is really amazing"

On the high platform, Xu Shu snorted coldly, looking at the fast-running Yellow Turban Warrior, but there was contempt in his eyes, the combat power of the Divine Bow Legion, how could it be so, that Mo Le's elite route was too much of a failure.

"Command, let the Divine Bow Legion use internal force, you can eject"

Xu Shu has a murderous face, Xu Shu is loyal and righteous, and he hates the rebellious ministers and thieves very much, although after joining Xiaoyao City, his feelings for the Han have faded a lot, but the Yellow Turban Rebellion has harmed the people, and the people are not happy, so they naturally want to kill them quickly.

"Arch Legion, Throw with all your might"

When Wang Meng received the order, his eyes were happy, and a fierce murderous aura poured out, and he immediately roared loudly.

"Drink"

"Drink"

"Drink"

The archers of the Divine Bow Legion roared violently, and 50,000 cyan rays of light poured out, instantly connecting into a piece, and the blue sea waves, turning the place where the Divine Bow Legion was located into a cyan ocean.

"What, those archers will have internal strength"

"What a waste, such a good soldier is actually used as an archer"

Zhang Jiao and Lu Zhi were shocked, looking at the changes in the Divine Bow Legion in disbelief, at this moment Zhang Jiao's face was gloomy, but his heart was dripping blood, the 10W Yellow Turban Lux sent this time, I am afraid that he will not come back much, and he is only 50W Yellow Turban Lux in total; Xu Shu was just the opposite, shaking his head incessantly, sighing in his mouth, Mo Le was too wasteful of talents, but his face was full of surprise.

"Shoot"

"Woohoo"

The Divine Bow Legion gathered momentum, and it was completed in a moment, Wang Meng lifted the steel bow in his hand, and under the action of internal force, it expanded several times, holding the giant bow, Wang Meng roared, and then shot out arrows with cyan light.

The third wave, 50,000 archers fired three salvos, the original black arrow rain, but at this moment with a cyan light, like a dense cyan meteor, the momentum soared into the sky, thunder, roaring down, just hit the head of the oncoming yellow turban wrestler.

"Not good"

"Pull the mountain with strength"

The leader of the Yellow Turban Lux was shocked, looking at the flying cyan arrows with a pale face, the terrifying coercion hit the bottom of his heart, the arrow rain was already terrifying, the arrow rain infused with internal force was not terrible, but destruction, at this moment he had already felt a breath of destruction, crazy towards himself.

But the leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors, after all, crawled out of the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, even if he was facing a desperate situation, he did not have the slightest panic, roared, and a yellow light suddenly formed a yellow shield on his head with the dance of the weapon in his hand.

"Pull the mountain with strength"

"Pull the mountain with strength"

Yellow Turban Lux is worthy of being the most elite warrior of the Yellow Turban Thief Army, in the face of destruction, no one gave up, they followed the example of the leader of the Yellow Turban Lurestler, danced weapons, and the internal force burst out, and suddenly one by one the earthy yellow light shields appeared on the top of the Yellow Turban Lurestler's head, and they were connected, instantly forming a huge light curtain.

"Good, good,"

"The most elite soldier of the Yellow Turban Rebellion"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Jiao applauded loudly, the exercises practiced by the Yellow Turban Lux were passed on by Zhang Jiao, and the biggest feature of this set of exercises was that the defense was extremely strong, and now when he saw the leader of the Yellow Turban Lurestler, he was not panicked and calmly dealt with it, Zhang Jiao was immediately overjoyed.

"Boom"

"Boom"

In an instant, the cyan meteor-like arrow rain hit the earthy yellow light shield, the two energy collided, and the explosion exploded instantly, and the smoke and dust suddenly floated up, instantly covering everyone's eyes, and the huge explosion sound was deafening.

At this moment, both sides are staring at the smoke and dust, Zhang Jiao hopes that the Yellow Turban Lux can withstand it, and Lu Zhi hopes that the Yellow Turban Lux can't withstand it.

The wind rose, the clouds flew, a gust of wind blew, the smoke disappeared, and the appearance of the Yellow Turban Lux appeared in the eyes of everyone, only to see that the Yellow Turban Lux armor was broken, his face was pale, and most of the people had blood stains on the corners of their mouths, but no one fell, but his eyes were more determined, and his bloodthirsty eyes were like angry beasts, staring at the Blood War Legion deadly, as if he was going to devour the Blood War Army.

"Good, good"

In an instant, Zhang Jiao was in a good mood, the strength of the Yellow Turban Lux made him see the dawn of victory, the archer attack, especially the internal force attack, needed to build momentum, and this time was just the time to give the Yellow Turban Lux to attack, in Zhang Jiao's eyes, as long as the Yellow Turban Lux rushed to the front of the Blood Battle Legion, it would be able to break the enemy in one fell swoop.

"It's really tenacious, but in the face of absolute strength, everything is nothing"

Looking at the Yellow Turban Warriors, Mo Le sighed a little, the Yellow Turban Warriors are worthy of being the elite of the Yellow Turban Thieves Army, and the will to fight is very strong, but Murray is still full of confidence, the army of Easy City, the combat power of the Divine Bow Legion is not the strongest.

"Bloody Legion, Double Moon Strike"

Fight on the battlefield, either you die, or I die, although some admire the Yellow Turban Warriors, but Mo Le did not let them go, war is cruel, to be merciful to the opponent, is to be cruel to yourself, all Mo Le will only be tragic to the opponent, and will never be merciful.

"Kill"

"Kill"

The bloody soldiers roared violently and immediately took action, only to see that the bloody battle legion was divided into two pieces left and right, leaving a 20-meter gap in the middle, like a double moon, towards the Yellow Turban Warrior.

"Dragoon Legion, Chisel Through" (to be continued......)