At this time, Pang De escorted a batch of timber back to the village, and when he saw Meng Xiaochuan hesitating under the banner stone platform, he stepped forward and asked, "Big brother, you're back!" What, what's wrong? ”

"If you want to gain a foothold in the troubled times, the current development speed is too slow" Meng Xiaochuan smiled, pointed to a piece of data in the panel and said: "Here, less than five hundred miles away from us, the little leader of the Yellow Turban, Fuyun, is leading more than 13,000 troops to be stationed here."

Pound looked at the information on the panel when he heard this, and admonished: "The road is far away, and now the development of the village is inseparable from people." Not only that, but we don't have enough troops, and it's really not appropriate to travel long distances. It is possible to fight a thousand men by personal force, but against such a large army, it is by no means the time to be heroic with individuals..."

Meng Xiaochuan nodded, and what Pang De said was right

Now the new world is different from before, at that time, any random person could destroy tens of thousands of enemies in minutes, but now the strength is limited by Zhang Jiao, and Rao is as strong as Lu Bu is only a few dozen people in one blow

Now, if you want to deal with tens of thousands of people at the same time, this really needs to be considered, at least, you need to be assisted by 1,000 elite soldiers

"Yikes! Don't be afraid, third brother, you just stay at home and watch the house, and I will come when my eldest brother and I go! At this time, Zhang Fei walked out of a wooden house with a wine jug and shouted

"This!" Pound was not happy when he heard this, and explained: "The second brother doesn't know something, this"

"Third brother, don't say much! Big brother, where are you going to fight, my hands are already itching" Zhang Fei patted Pang De's shoulder armor and said loudly

Meng Xiaochuan thought for a moment and comforted Pang De: "Third brother, stay at home, I have a red flame horse, and no one can stop me if I want to go."

Pound lowered his head and nodded thoughtfully, since it was something that the eldest brother had already decided, it must be impossible to stop, not to mention the second brother, a-stirring stick

"Okay, don't worry, Muraka"

"Yes"

"Haha, this is the third brother" Zhang Fei rubbed his hands excitedly and hurriedly left behind Meng Xiaochuan

......

With the speed of the Red Flame Horse, carrying the two people was still as fast as the wind, and in just one day, the two had come to the bottom of a mountain

There is no need to say how high this mountain is, among which the Yellow Turban soldiers are all over the place, and you can meet a small patrol team every hundred steps, and there is a camp built on the top of the mountain, where the small leader of the Yellow Turbans, Fuyun, lives, and the specific strength is not clear

At this time, under the mountain, there were many heads gathered, among which there were historical princes, Ding Yuan

There are a total of 65 people in Ding Yuan's department, all of whom are wearing red and silver battle armor, holding delicate spears of more than 2 meters, and the battle armor on their bodies should belong to the heavy armor category, whether it is defense or attack, it is not weak

Behind the team are countless flags of various colors, presumably player forces

"Hey, look!"

"I'll go, what kind of horse is that, Pegasus?"

"This player is a good man, no, it seems to be an NPC."

"Meng Ziqi, it can't be Meng Shu, right?"

"Isn't Meng Huo a fat man, in the movie..."

"It doesn't matter who he is, let's just follow Ding Yuan's boss"

"Yes, yes.."

...

Meng Xiaochuan stopped, dismounted with Zhang Fei, and rested in the shade of a tree in the distance, not wanting to implicate these players too much

As for Ding Yuan, he should be a diehard loyalist of Emperor Ling, and he will definitely not be soft when he fights with Fuyun, and he can just sit behind and reap the benefits of the fisherman

"Big brother, why do we want to collect the breath, why don't we just rush up the mountain with all our force and stab the thieves in 10,000 transparent holes!" Zhang Fei couldn't sit down for ten minutes, for fear that the group of people not far away who were gathering more and more would take the lead in snatching the treasure

"Don't worry, get a good night's sleep now" Meng Xiaochuan closed his eyes and said lazily

In the final analysis, he is also a modern person, so he is not as obedient as these ancients and concentrate on completing the big things in front of him

Instead of crusading against the Fuyun thief, now he wants to slaughter Ding Yuan and take away his troops...

These 65 heavy armor spearmen, how much population resources are needed to create them, and how long does it take to develop to get this kind of training method

The current Ding Yuan does not have the historical Lu Bu as a guard, and he feels as tempting as a boiled duck, easy to bully

...

Five days later, after gathering more than 5,000 people, Ding Yuan finally marched towards the mountains, rushing straight up all the way to be brave and fearless, and all the Yellow Turban thieves he encountered were slaughtered without leaving a living mouth

The sixty-five heavily armored spearmen under his command were extremely powerful, and they were invincible in the vanguard, all of them were elite soldiers with one enemy and ten

Under the leadership of Ding Yuan, all the players were unexpectedly united, and they spared no effort whether it was battlefield intelligence or supplemental knife attack

This made Meng Xiaochuan also a little surprised, it seems that not all players are like they have two hearts

If this is the case, maybe he can fight with all his strength and help Ding Yuan, the prince, annihilate the Fuyun Division

After all, everyone is united to survive, so why should they be selfish and be a rat

Anyway, there is a reward for assists, just a little less

Airplanes!!

Meng Xiaochuan no longer left a backhand, and at the moment he was in full swing with Zhang Fei, killing all sides with the main force

Although Meng Xiaochuan, who has no artifact, cannot defeat hundreds of people and thousands of people, he is also at ease in the Yellow Turban Army by relying on refined swordsmanship

One sword at a time, one step at a time, the sharp blade in his hand continued to harvest people's heads, and more than fifty people were killed in half a day

Zhang Fei was even more ferocious, he didn't take advantage of the weapon, he only used two pairs of iron fists and a good voice, and the thieves who killed him scattered and fled

The title of fierce general issued to him by the imperial court is by no means in vain!

But the good times did not last long, as the three heavily armored spearmen were picked up into the sky, everyone's march was immediately blocked, and they could not go forward for half a minute, and this was only halfway up the mountain

Meng Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, looked at the unstable players, and looked at the forward

There, Ding Yuan was confronting a general covered in black mist

With a body higher than ordinary people, crimson eyes and black attribute features, there is no doubt that person is a demon general!

"Kill.." The corners of the demon general's mouth twitched, and his figure disappeared suddenly

Bang!

The next moment, the demon general and Ding Yuan collided fiercely, stirring up a wave

Boom Boom!!

Ding Yuan shouted angrily, picked up his big sword and slashed wildly, and all the good power of that body was exerted

However, the strength of the demon general far surpassed Ding Yuan, and after two or three rounds, he roared angrily, and the offensive in his hand gradually gained the upper hand, while the latter gradually lost his strength and retreated in defeat

The demon general gained power, and a dense group of yellow-armored soldiers suddenly appeared behind him, each of them had crimson eyes, and the scattered killing intent made people's hearts palpitate

"Demonized Yellow Turban Thief.." Meng Xiaochuan frowned, the strength of the demonized Yellow Turban Thief was as high as 6 points, several times that of ordinary Yellow Turban Thieves

With such strength and such an army, how could it be suppressed by the power of the imperial court alone

"Retreat!" Ding Yuan shouted in defeat, and quickly left with the sixty heavily armored spearmen

rumble

The thousands of players immediately dispersed and fled in all directions

"Hmph, a group of villains, vulnerable!" Zhang Fei frowned and scolded angrily

"Haha, they're gone, let's have the credit to ourselves"

The corners of Meng Xiaochuan's mouth hooked, and a circle of qi shields shrouded his body, and four black sword qi surrounded him

Now, it is the king of good luck who has just started the online game of the Three Kingdoms