Under Zhao Gao's command, there are actually many explorers of various levels. These people are not weak in combat effectiveness, and they have a strong sense of fighting, the only thing to worry about is that their will to fight is relatively weak, and they are invincible when they win, and they will not be able to work hard when they are in a state of stalemate, and once the battle is in trouble, they will slip faster than a rabbit.

Fortunately, these people are also very discerning, and there is usually no situation where they just take advantage of and do not work. Of course, it is also because that kind of person is either dead or dying, and the rest of the people are around the edge of the battlefield from the very beginning of the battle, and they often need to get Zhao Gao's acquiescence before they rush into the battlefield and use their own strength to win a trophy.

I have to say that it is still worth cherishing in this world to have an opportunity to huddle together for warmth.

On the other hand, the existence of Zhao Gao's simplified version of the trading market is also one of the important reasons for these people. After each space temporarily loses the ability to directly intervene in this plot world, the replenishment of materials and the maintenance of equipment are troublesome. The team of old guys, who have the absolute right to speak and a large territory as the rear, is undoubtedly the most qualified as a platform. And the strength of the old guy's team is the most powerful guarantee for balancing the major forces and small teams and even individual explorers, and the fact that many arbiters stand behind the old guy's team speaks for itself.

So even if they don't do anything, just the commission of the transaction is enough for Zhao Gao and the three of them to support this strong army.

The so-called attachment and being attached are a mutually beneficial thing.

"Big brother, shall we go up?"

A voice was about to move, followed by a heart that was about to move, and Gao Dejie in the siege was already the end of the strong crossbow, which everyone could see.

A C+-level historical figure in a complete state, it is almost inevitable that he will have silver plot equipment and gold equipment, even if it is just a piece of the pie, it is enough for these people to give it a go at any cost.

"No way!" The boss of the team just glanced at Zhao Gao and forcibly suppressed this impulse, he didn't make more than half a sentence to explain, don't look at those Guan Ning Iron Cavalry who have already charged, no matter what, they are already very tired, if there is no old eight in front of him, he dares to say that everyone here will still be chiseled through by a round.

What's more, Zhao Gao hasn't approved yet, which means that they don't have the qualifications to pick up rags. Often, the most effective way to reduce casualties is to use the patience and resilience of the explorers to grind down those who are dying at the last minute.

That's where their value lies.

Since they are not willing to take greater risks, it is natural that rights and obligations are reciprocal.

But this time the situation seems to be a little different.

Even if the defeat is irreversible, the handsome flag of Gao Dejie is still flying, and his face cannot be seen clearly under the dark brown iron armor, but the jujube red horse under his crotch is panting heavily, and the blood-red horse's eyes show a fierce light.

Behind him, dozens of Guan Ning iron horsemen were silent, only the awe-inspiring murderous aura seemed to be substantial, with a decisive killing intent under the aura.

This is his own army, and it is also a truly historical epic class, and it is they who have given the eighth the most pressure in the just few rounds of charges.

This is the battlefield, that is their home field, even if all the members die in battle, it is another kind of glorious carnival for the historical epic troops.

"All the army is ready!" Gao Xiuguang was cold, and he didn't look at the group of scum standing behind, and in his right hand, a small black flag was held high, just waiting for the moment when it was waved down.

In the last round of charge, his personal captain herald was pulled by Lao Ba with his skills, and even his men and horses were torn to pieces by the beggar army that rushed up. However, he himself has grown up from the bottom level of the bloody battle, even if there is no herald, his voice is loud enough to resound through this land, and above the small command flag in his hand, the black aura has spread out, enveloping everyone under his command.

This is the will of Guanning Iron Cavalry, and it is also the military soul condensed by Gao Dejie.

There is no doubt that this will be the last and strongest charge of the whole army, and with the blessing of this military spirit, it will be a death battle with no life and no room for survival.

Just as Gao Dejie was about to wave his hand, a low battle cry sounded from the old clan army, and Mai Linglong slapped his horse up, crossed the beggar army in the front row, and stood in front of everyone.

"I am Tian Ping of the old clan, can you and other young generals dare to fight with me?"

Which one is this?

Zhao Gao and Lao Ba were taken aback at the same time and turned their heads, but they saw that Mai Linglong's body was full of brilliance, and even the ordinary war horse under his crotch also looked radiant, obviously getting the moisturization of the rules and upgrading the rank.

Under the accumulated psychological pressure, Mai Linglong actually completed the integration of martial arts at this time, and her temperament continued to rise, and even her voice changed a little, which made people feel full of war.

Zhang Fei!

Zhao Gao and Lao Ba glanced at each other, and actually got this answer from the bottom of their hearts at the same time. No one expected that Mai Linglong would eventually go in this direction.

At the beginning of the plot world of the Three Kingdoms, the old guy intercepted the rule fragment of Taoyuan's three knots and achieved the team, and Mai Linglong has always followed Zhang Fei, and she is exactly the third in the team. Maybe from that time on, Zhang Fei's martial arts rules affected her, and finally made her awaken at this moment.

"Zhang Feishi is called Huan Hou, and Linglong just got the word 'Huan' from Huo Quzhi." Zhao Gao figured out this critical node as soon as he thought about it. Now from a higher level, all the causes will condense the results, and the thick and condensed of the eighth child is more and more like Guan Yu, and he is sleek but has the title of "loyal man", and he is also very similar to Liu Bei.

When you get the rules, the rules affect you subtly.

"I want it too!"

Gao Dejie was stunned for a moment, but quickly responded. If you look at it from the perspective of skills, it is that Mai Linglong's heads-up request was triggered, and I saw that he handed over the military flag in his hand to the adjutant general, picked up the dark spear from his horse, and stood in front of the army.

"Let's add some color." Mai Linglong pulled out the gongbu from behind her back, and then shook her hand, the two swords of the turtle and the streamer seemed to be integrated with it, and the sword body of the gongbu also grew out of thin air.

"Huh?" Gao Dejie's expression was solemn, although he didn't recognize these swords, but the momentum on the sword body couldn't deceive people, and the silver condensation that was constantly condensing and spreading couldn't deceive people.

"If you win, I will let you leave with your whole army today, and fight as before." Mai Linglong gently brushed the blade of the sword with her right hand before continuing, "If I win, I will ask for your flag." ”

If you want a flag, you want the soul of the army, and if you want the soul of the army, you want all of them, so high that the light of struggle in the light of the show flashed. Judging from the current situation, if the fighting continues, this army has no physiology, and even a glimmer of life is precious now.

"Good!" Gao Dejie took a deep breath and clenched the spear in his hand.

No matter what the next outcome was, he had already decided his fate, and the spear in his hand turned into a black edge with faith as the war horse sprinted.

After Mai Linglong got the promise, there was no more nonsense, and the war horse jumped into the air with her body and threw herself into the battle from mid-air.

"Linglong didn't use any skills, she didn't need them anymore!" Zhao Gao only glanced at it, and the next battle was already without suspense.