"The heavenly beings retreat quickly, the army is coming, and those who block will be killed. It is no wonder that prophecy."

"The heavenly beings retreat quickly, the army is coming, and those who block will be killed. It is no wonder that prophecy."

"The heavenly beings retreat quickly, the army is coming, and those who block will be killed. It is no wonder that prophecy."

When Li Ling came to the front army, he saw some light cavalry scouts running around in front of the battlefield, shouting loudly, expelling the players who fought on the battlefield between the two armies.

After all, I have been following the army for a long time, and players have become accustomed to this rhythm. I also know that Huangfu Song's official army did what he said, and honestly withdrew his troops and stayed away. The Yellow Turban Camp started in the medium form, and the scattered soldiers from the central battlefield also returned to their camps.

On the first day of Huangfu Song's arrival, the generals from the Yellow Turbans would come on the field to kill players and show off their power.

After that, they probably felt bored and were easily recruited by various ranged fire. The damage was not high, but they were particularly embarrassed, so they simply did not come out. Whenever the players were harassed, they would send miscellaneous soldiers to deal with it.

At this time, seeing the official army appear, the soldiers and horses in the Yellow Turban Formation were mobilized, and the formations were standing in the forest, and the generals frequently appeared. Obviously, they were preparing for a long time.

There were four or five thousand meters apart between the two armies, and the vegetation on the ground was trampled without a trace. The loess was already covered with blood. There were some corpses that had not yet been restrained.

With the arrival of the decisive battle, many ordinary NPC soldiers and generals who were destined to die and die on the battlefield.

Compared with the battles in other regions, the battlefield environment at this time is more cruel and harsh. Because the corpses of those NPCs who are destined to fall will not dissipate and will remain in this battle.

If Li Ling's attitude is, the two armies are so far apart, and it will save trouble and effort if they bombard the torch rocks.

However, the generals in the military camp unanimously opposed this suggestion. Speaking of the dignity of warriors, they were actually afraid that nothing would happen if they were done after the bombardment.

The torch stone mechanism consumes very limited resources, but the torch stone thrown is not cheap. Each torch stone is made of one unit of stainless steel and half a portion of logs.

After all, the number was nearly a thousand, and even though Li Ling cut corners and did not add Wugang into it, he could see that the generals were leaping. After this pile, the weapons of thousands of people were gone.

Originally, Wugang and even meteorite were added to the torch stone, but the kind of stone casting was targeted at the later steel city walls, so there was no need at this time.

However, Li Ling built siege equipment several times, which made the price of Mozhe skills rise again and again, and it was almost becoming the mainstream tactic in the minds of players.

The war drum horn continued. On the battlefield between the two armies, a desolate whirlwind was blowing.

The murderous intent gradually spread with the soldiers' dispatch. On the top of Guangzong's city, an orange-yellow flag stood up.

The two words "Tian Gong" were written on the big flag. One side was without a wall tent. The middle-aged man in the tent sat upright on the low table, and a woman's suit stood beside him.

Because of the height of the city wall, you can't see your face clearly below. I think it was the Heavenly Master Zhang Jiao who was wrong.

"The sky is dead, the Yellow Turbans should stand, and the year is in Jiazi, and the world is very happy."

"The sky is dead, the Yellow Turbans should stand, and the year is in Jiazi, and the world is very happy."

When the formation was set up, the Yellow Turban shouted at the same time, and the sound shook all directions and continued.

"The thief is arrogant and blows the dragon horn." Seeing the Yellow Turban soldiers holding up their weapons, the cold light flashed, stretching like waves, and their momentum was strong, Huangfu Song angrily scolded.

"Ann~~Ann~~" The sound of the dragon breaking through the sky sounded, unlike the usual horns. The pressure that made people trembled, accompanied by the strange horns, suppressed the world.

The Dragon, a war horn made of the throat of a red dragon monster, is a marker of the Han Dynasty's conquest of generals. It can create a certain degree of depression and panic for those who are not strong in their minds.

"The court is corrupt, officials and relatives fight within the country, the national strength is weak, and the people are in trouble. We obey the people and seek survival. Why did General Huangfu come?"

The horns were about to disappear, and a low male voice came from above the Guangzong city wall, which spread to the battlefield from afar, in return for the roar of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

"Look for survival~!Look for survival~!..."

"How dare Zhang's evil spirits talk about the government easily? You and others who are alone in driving the people to rebel, causing chaos in the world, and the good people are indestructible and injured. They are actually doing things against the will of heaven, and the traitors have no regrets!?"

Huangfu Song shouted loudly in front of the formation, and his voice spread through the mysterious stones throughout the fields. There was also a tremor among the official army.

At this time, Zhang Jiao did not answer, but saw a man-in-chief flag in the center of the Yellow Turban camp ahead. The general with a knife under him shouted out loudly.

"The court is incompetent, the generals are evil, and God comes to the world. All the generals, kill the enemy~!"

"Here~!"

Dozens of loud shouts sounded in different military formations, and no soldiers charged forward, but a cavalry general rushed out of many formations, and dozens of cavalry stood in the midfield, shouting angrily with swords.

"The Yellow Turban God is here, who will die~"

Not to mention Li Ling at this time, even Huangfu Song was a little surprised. What are you going to do? Fighting the generals on the battlefield? How many things do you mean?

Some generals who were originally interested in fighting against the generals and robbing their achievements also stopped their respective horses at this time? What is the way to do this Yellow Turban? How can we do it?

Li Ling was secretly happy in his heart, talent, really talent. I think the general under the commander should be Zhang Jiao's brother, general Zhang Liang.

Perhaps seeing that I can fight many generals under my command, the Yellow Turbans have always suffered losses from fighting against each other, so I simply went on the field, fought alone and changed to a group fight, and really made a new move...

The generals of the fight affected the early storm. Originally, the generals of the fight were mostly sent to fight. At this time, it seemed that the number of people on the Yellow Turban side was superior to the official army. Seeing the opponent shouting, Huangfu Song knew that he could not wait too much, and the military spirit was exerted to everyone.

"The moth thief is stupid, it's unreasonable. Do you have confidence?" Huangfu Song asked the central general.

"Such stupid thief is like killing a dog. General, please watch us kill the enemy." The generals responded, and dozens of cavalry came out of the formation and killed the opponent.

"Kill~!"

The two sides joined the formation, and they were fighting each other. Xiahou was brave. After Xiahou Dun killed two people in a row, the Yellow Turbans all stepped forward and surrounded the cavalry generals of the official army, fighting into a group, dancing swords and guns, and martial arts were released in a row.

"Roar~!"

"Kill~!"

After a moment of intersecting, martial arts burst out one after another, and sand in the field was raised. The generals had attached the qi of the qi, and only the qi could offset it. The roar exploded, like a muffled thunder.

At this time, Li Ling did not come on stage, but was guarding Huangfu Song, jealous of historical generals, but without orders, it was difficult to go forward and kill them.

"Thunder and lightning are running around the sun~!" The generals on the field frequently used their martial arts, but most of them were primary and intermediate levels. With the chaos of fighting spirit, Xiahou Dun seized the opportunity and used his exclusive kill.

The spear turned into a fierce stab, and in a straight line, it stabbed rapidly. The four Yellow Turban generals could not dodge and stabbed the horse to death.

"Okay~!" Huangfu Song shouted loudly.

"General's mighty power~!" A soldier from the official army cheered, and the war drums and thunder were shocked.

Seeing Xiahou Dun leaning over immediately, reaching out to catch up the falling secret stone, Li Ling felt sorry for him as if he had lost his own family...

"Drink~!" Xiahou Dun slashed the enemy fiercely. Suddenly, the Yellow Turban generals shouted loudly, and the electric arcs on their bodies flowed, and as the weapons waving, the speed of power increased significantly.

"Great Holy Heaven?!"
Chapter completed!