"The general laughed. These gods gathered here, but the village had no intention of expelling them, but they were indefinitely." Sima Hui said.

When Li Ling contacts NPC, he will deny that he is a player, but finds reasons to gain the player's physique.

In fact, it requires players to lack constraints. The most fundamental reason is that he recruited a large number of soldiers.

At this time, the Han Dynasty restricted the military power and strength of the aristocratic families and local governments, and even the people, and were actually within the limit.

It’s just that ordinary people cannot raise troops at all, so no one mentioned the so-called restrictions.

However, there is no restriction on players recruiting in the game.

A player like Li Ling, who changed his household registration and was deemed to be a civilian in the Han Dynasty, actually recruited a large number of soldiers, which was a bit illegal.

It's just that the Yellow Turban was just right, and he spent money on it himself, and he was fighting the Yellow Turban. Generally, no one is serious about this situation.

But no matter how you say it is, it is also a hidden danger. If you prevent it, just write a draft early.

Someone really talks about his affairs just by this. Let’s be a player first, and you, Liu Hong, let’s just let go of your military power and get rid of your hair.

"It's okay. Under the opportunity, Li obtained the constitution of a celestial being and knew them a little. No wonder Mr.

While speaking, Li Ling stopped greetings and turned his head to look at the Yellow Turban opposite him, because the formation had already formed there and shouted slogans.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand."

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand."

The yellow turbans, dressed in simple clothes, were surging densely, and their heads were like waves, and they kept stepping on the ground with great momentum.

"Listen to the government army on the opposite side, I'm..."

As the sound came, a general riding a yellow horse walked out of the Yellow Turban Formation and raised his hand to stop the Yellow Turban Rebellion. Before he finished speaking, Li Ling had issued an order.

"Set up a shield and advance!"

"Longbow shot, arrow rain!"

"Iron Cavalry, follow me to break the formation."

"Out!"

"Boom!" The shield soldier raised the ghost-faced shield in his hand, and made two points in the battle formation. He gave in the middle. Li Ling took the lead, and the iron cavalry behind him rushed straight towards the Yellow Turban general.

With the acceleration of the storm, the sunlight disappeared from the heads of the cavalry, and arrows like dark clouds drifted across the sky. The next moment, they fell into the formation behind the Yellow Turban generals, bringing out a lot of screams.

"Children...you..." The eyes of the Yellow Turban general were so bloodless. He had never seen such an unruly man. The head coach of the court, Zhu Ye, would say a few words to him. When he was angry, a big halberd had already been cut in front of him.

Cavalry is expensive, but its combat power is also exaggerated. With a sprint of 1,000 meters, the normal cavalry only takes dozens of seconds. With the bonus of riding, Li Ling and his team were killed in front of the enemy generals in just a few breaths.

The Yellow Turban General raised his knife in a hurry to resist, blood flew away, and one arm had left his body and flew high.

"Ah~!"

As soon as the pain started, Li Ling followed a snake spear and stabbed it straight into the heart-protecting mirror of his simple armor. He swung it and swept it down. The bonus of 50% of all attributes was not a joke.

In terms of attributes, this group of iron cavalry with an excess of the level at this time is higher than Li Ling's attributes.

When the general landed, he was bitten by a slut on his shoulder and did not stop at all. He dragged his body and continued to charge with Li Ling.

"Bang~!" It was like a sea tide hitting the rock, and the red tide splashed, and a group of cavalry plunged into the Yellow Turban Formation.

The weapons in his hand were like razors, sweeping all the way, and wherever he passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

After all, the number of cavalry was too small. Three hundred people rushed into the battle formation of 10,000, causing huge damage. The Yellow Turban Swords recruited by the system did not flee, but instead rushed up from all directions.

"Scatter! Step back!"

Li Ling shouted loudly, without the need for an iron cavalry to charge, the power of these yellow turbans could not stop the normal impact of the turbans, but the number of people was too concentrated and it was easy to stumbling on the beast's feet.

The rider tightened his mount with his legs. The original conical team was scattered at ten meters when the cavalry slashed. He saw a sudden stop, raised his right claw and slapped it hard on the ground.

The circular waves of air spread out from the feet of the celestial feet, as if they were crushed heavily, on the huge battlefield, wherever the air waves passed, all the low-level yellow turbans encountered collapsed and flew like minced meat.

"Combined~!Sudden~!"

The surroundings were empty, and the cavalry lined up again. When they rushed, the elite swords behind had already rushed forward.

Shield blocks, big sword hits the head.

The big sword wave that broke out at the beginning formed a blade wave, and the large pieces of the Yellow Turban turned into blood foam.

The relatively rigid movements followed were like harvesting rice. Every step of the way would fall down a yellow turban.

The range attack in the game is very intimidating, but there is no saying that we can distinguish between enemies and me, so Li Ling dispersed the Iron Cavalry, not just to expand the results of the battle.

Powerful alchemists make people love and hate on the battlefield because they often bring a lot of damage and panic to the enemy when they rush to the battlefield.

But after the two armies joined forces, they should have shrunk to avoid attacks and harming their own side.

The suppression of the elite sword shield became a straw that overwhelmed the Yellow Turban. At this time, the Yellow Turban, which was still no less than Li Ling's side, began to show signs of fleeing.

The ruthless advancement of the sword and shield made the escape phenomenon spread rapidly.

"Damn, this is how emotional wars look like? What were we doing before?"

It was still a thousand meters away from the battlefield. The player looked at the blood waves that exploded on the battlefield in shock and said in surprise.

"Is this TM really exploded? Can't even bombs blow people like this?"

"We are not playing the same game, right? Is this guy cheating?"

"I saw that Dari Ru Lai on the forum said that this guy started by fooling NPCs..."

"What kind of soldier is this? My soldier feels that the food is being held..."

"Look at those few, look over there, girls, girls...feel...feel...feel..."

Players were talking, Sima Hui stared at the battlefield for a moment, shook his head, drove the donkey, and turned around and walked back towards the village.

In addition to the battle ahead, there is another thing that makes players feel very strange.

On the front line, five girls in their arms, locked in their arms, escaped and stepped onto the battlefield.

The colorful clothes are covered with flaming phoenix armor, the softness and heroic spirit are subtle combination, the gauze is mopping the floor, stained with blood.

They were not seen fighting, but on the battlefield, accompanied by the guards of five young knights, they walked and stopped, picked and picked up, as if they were searching for the battlefield for profit.

Yao step into the blood pool, and the veil is stained with evil.

A strange feeling fills the players' hearts. Occasionally, when you see a girl smiling, it makes people feel chilled.

Li Ling was not sure about the matter behind the battle formation. The Yellow Turban's chaos made him less stressful to rush. Occasionally, the arrows shot at him would be swept away by the cavalry guarding around him.

At this time, a group of war cavalry advanced towards the Yellow Turban Back Formation, where there were often main generals.

"Subby, I'll surrender~!"

A shrill scream came from beside him. Li Ling turned his head and saw that the Yellow Turban general in front of the formation had a half of his shoulder at this time, and was still held in his mouth by a slut, as if dragging it all the way.

The general did not breathe much at this time, probably because he could not bear the will, so he wailed with all his strength, hoping to get out of the beast's mouth.

"Take it up~!" There was a system prompt in my ears. Li Ling didn't listen carefully, frowned slightly, and shouted at the squid.

Following Li Ling's order, the slightest and sensible storm ran around and shook his head to throw the Yellow Turban general towards Li Ling.

"Ah~!" In the air, Li Ling swept across the war halberd and cut the general into two pieces in half, causing him to let out his final scream.

In the game, many NPCs are disliked by Li Ling. Many of them treat players very harshly and even kill them at will, which is not uncommon.

But Li Ling never hated these NPCs. After all, for players, the first idea when they see NPCs is either to turn the other party into their own belongings or stab the other party.

In fact, players are much more than NPCs. Don’t laugh at the second one, just see the truth behind them.

"Ding, congratulations to you for becoming the first player in the Eastern Han Dynasty to kill historical generals, reward magic and life-strengthening technique."
Chapter completed!