Yi Chun didn't know that the scene of him fainting in front of the computer had already been broadcast live to thousands of households through the camera.

Not only him, but also Yi Xiaoyi, the two of them were conscious at the same time, and they fell down in front of the computer, which suddenly stunned the two normal fans and viewers of nearly 100,000 in the live broadcast room.

What's going on this time?

Also, should this pot be carried by Yi Chun?

Looking at the uncle and aunt who broke into the door to check Yi Xiaoyi's situation in the live broadcast room, 100,000 netizens only knew one thing.

Junzi eighty percent is going to be mixed doubles.

In addition to Yi Chun and Yi Xiaoyi, there are nearly 10,000 people who are out of body at the same time and are also involved in the virtual universe.

10,000 unconscious, scattered across the planet with a total population of seven billion, is inconspicuous.

But if these 10,000 people include two unlucky and famous anchors, the old American rock king Maig, the only prince of the British royal family, the son of the richest man in China, the owner of Tianya TV, the host who hosts the evening news, and the son of light who has just woken up from the Holy See Holy Garden...

Hehe.

The whole world is frying!

Fortunately, other countries have long known about the existence of the main god game, and they are very calm, but they are used to coming forward to appease the people.

However, the Holy See is always a religious force, and the Holy Garden was born late, and the intelligence is not as perfect as the state apparatus.

The inexplicable loss of the soul of the Child of Light immediately made the Holy See nervous, and the inside of the Holy Garden was even so excited that the legendary 'Staff of God' was moved!

It wasn't some Rausch's space-based weapon, but a real holy weapon.

Consuming the full power of an ascetic, the Staff of God can be activated once, and wherever the Holy Light goes, it dissolves all things, and in the demonstration video of the Holy See, a lake of several hundred acres is directly evaporated by the Holy Light, revealing a dry and crumpled lake bed.

Many countries were frightened enough at once, and several Western powers located near the Holy See hurriedly informed the Holy See where the main god game was, hoping to calm their inexplicable anger.

The real world is disturbing, but these soul-traveling players don't know it.

They don't know that reality has long been turned upside down, and they don't know the condition of their bodies, let alone that they have gone out of their bodies.

They thought they had traveled to the end of the war-torn Eastern Han Dynasty.

When they woke up, most of them were blinded.

Some people have passed through a certain battlefield and become officers and soldiers who have just been stunned; there are also people who have become merchants doing business in the Great Qin State and are detained in the city; some people stand in the streets and look up to see the sound of killing outside the city walls; and there are also people who stand alone on the grassland, with wolves rising and falling in the distance.

Except for a small number of second-test players with abnormal force, most of them gathered together and became militia guarding the city gates.

Dressed in single clothes, they held horizontal spears, and some of them did not even have spears, but only carried wooden poles and thin shields, and stood loosely in place.

They had never experienced such a thrilling cold weapon war, and they were full of shock when they saw tens of thousands of people fighting with their own eyes.

Some were so frightened that they turned to flee, but the Overseers with broadswords behind them did not hesitate to kill them.

One by one, the corpses were thrown into the field, and the warm blood extinguished the luck of the others, so they could only stay in the reserve and watch the battle in front of them.

War!

Swords and blood, horses on the battlefield, roaring, shouting, calling, and killing everywhere.

There are many explanations for the nature, causes, meanings, effects, results, and purposes of war, and they can even be analyzed from the perspectives of philosophy, political science, and economics.

But in the final analysis, it's just two words - kill!

The yellow sand is pervasive, and the flag is fluttering.

The regular army wearing red-striped leather armor collided with the peasant army in ragged clothes and wearing yellow scarves, and the sword soldiers reaped their lives, and the blood stained the earth red!

Behind him is the downed suspension bridge, and in front of him is a battlefield of fighting, drums are beating, and the sound of killing is monstrous.

"This armor, this yellow scarf, this banner, the age is in Jiazi, the world is auspicious, this... At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Yellow Turban Uprising!"

One of them was on a spear, looking at him in a daze and muttering to himself.

In the distance, the yellow turbans with their heads tied to their heads, and the fanatical yellow turbans fought without hesitation, even if they had no armor, even if they did not have bows and crossbows, they could still rush towards the well-equipped Han army with spears sharpened from wooden sticks and knives and sticks made of thick iron.

They sacrificed their lives and forgot their deaths, they were fanatical and persistent, they stepped over one after another and roared unjustly at the tyrannical rulers.

They firmly believe that the great sage and good teacher can lead them to conquer Luoyang and destroy the tyrants, even if it is to sacrifice their own lives for this, they will not hesitate to do so!

This is the yellow scarf?

This is the Yellow Turban!

Peasant uprisings that are rarely mentioned in the history books.

After the Yellow Turban, the era of the magnificent and starry princes may also shout the slogan of protecting the territory and the people, and the war is endless.

But only the Yellow Turban, or the Yellow Turban in the early stage, chose to follow the great sage and good teacher in order to live, or to create a new dynasty for the righteousness of destroying the tyrant and opening up a new dynasty.

The yellow scarves are all suffering people.

But when there is a mouthful of food, how can the people rebel!

Shock!

Impact!

Unbelievable!

All people living in peacetime can hardly bear such a strong impact.

Their whole bodies were burning like fire, and the suffocating smell of blood, the painful groans that were full of human limits, seemed to ignite the deepest and most primitive desires in people's hearts.

The next moment, the battlefield suddenly changed.

"What an arrogant Yellow Turban thief, it's General Ben and the others!"

A vicious wind suddenly swirled in the battlefield, and the black mist was enveloping, and the evil atmosphere was terrifying.

What is that?

The crowd was shocked.

The evil wind dispersed, revealing a burly general wearing bronze armor, copying an ancient ingot knife that was six feet long, at least two meters tall, with a dignified appearance and a particularly extraordinary bearing.

Who is this?

The players of the second test are more confused than the other.

"This must be a big official. ”

"Kill him, and the leader will be rewarded. ”

"The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!"

The yellow turban soldiers around him were red-eyed, even if the general was strong, he didn't look easy, and he dared to draw his sword and raise his gun at him.

"Huh?"

The general looked coldly at the yellow turban soldiers who came up around him, and a few hints of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

"Just a little bitch, get out of here!"

The general waved the war knife in his hand violently, and swept wildly.

In an instant, it seemed that a black hurricane had set off on the spot, and all the Yellow Turban soldiers around him were blown away, and the Yellow Turban soldiers who were close to him had a serious knife wound on their chest, which was deeply visible.

Looking at the yellow turban pawn who fell to the ground, the general picked up the ancient ingot knife, and his face showed a little unhappiness: "Quickly ask Qu Shuai to come out and sacrifice his head, and let the cheap blood dirty my treasure knife." ”

His voice was not loud, but strangely, this voice suppressed the sound of fighting throughout the battlefield, and even reached the reserves in the rear.

"Bastard, Hugh is going to be rampant!"

A small yellow turban leader touched the general's back and raised his knife to slash.

"General be careful!"

The sharp-eyed Han army saw the sneak attack and reminded loudly.

The general tilted his head slightly, glanced at the comer, but did not block, and let the knife fall.

The little leader of the yellow scarf showed a bit of ecstasy in his eyes, and redoubled his strength, and the sound of the knife broke through the air and roared, slashing directly at the general's neck.

Boom!

I saw that a layer of black evil qi suddenly rose from the general's body, blurry and vague, enveloping the whole body.

The broadsword fell, slashing at the weak spot of the armor, but it did not move.

"Hmm~ This knife has some strength. ”

The general glanced at the little leader of the Yellow Turban contemptuously, and in his horrified gaze, the ancient ingot knife swung out, splitting the little leader of the Yellow Turban in half from head to thigh, and a knife mark seven or eight meters long appeared on the ground.

"You deserve to die by my sword. ”

The general grinned, and the laughter spread loudly throughout the battlefield.

The spirit of the Han army was shocked, and the morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers was slightly reduced.

A leader dressed in unusual yellow turban clothes came to this place, and when he saw the general showing off his might, his eyes immediately widened, and he shouted angrily: "Damn it!

"The ant thief is not worthy to know my name. ”

The general slashed out from afar, and the black gas turned into a knife, striking more than ten zhang, hitting the head of the yellow scarf.

"What's that?"

The players in the rear reserve looked closely, and one of them even exclaimed.

Even if the battle in front of him is forgotten, the general will block the knife without injury and be born with copper skin and iron bones, but this knife qi that is more than 30 meters away is not scientific no matter how you look at it!

Could it be that the people of the Ancient Three Kingdoms were so powerful?

"That's qi, something that only a martial artist can comprehend. There was an indigenous soldier next to him, admiring and awe.

......

The black knife shattered, and the leather-armored man and the shirtless man holding the knife opposite were exposed in front of Yi Chun's eyes, and the scene was thrilling.

Zhou Zhou's right hand held the five fingers of the knife firmly, and the sharp tip of the knife was only an inch close to the tiger's mouth.

"This is the anger, the evil spirit, the anger anger, the war spirit... I see. ”

Zhou Zhou shook his head suddenly.

"No matter how long you pretend to be dead, it's better to taste it yourself. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang, and a heavy black aura also filled around Zhou Zhou's body.

This black aura is not as strong as the shirtless man opposite, but the color is much deeper than the other party, as black as ink, like an endless night, which can devour the souls of countless people at once.

"I'm in charge, and I'll give you your name. ”

"I, an idler passing by, just call me Lu Renjia. ”