The player leader fell down like this, unlike his previous scolding in front of Guangzong City, which attracted everyone's attention. His death was without warning, and not many people even noticed it. He lost it like that and fell among the running crowd. Next to his body, many players ran past, but did not stop, and their speed did not even slow down for a moment. They did not have time to see a dead person and be sad for the dead, because he would kill themselves!

So no one knows the death of the player leader, nor does anyone care. What they care about now is whether they can run faster, not like the body passing by.

Run! This is what they do the most and are the best at the Guangzong battlefield.

But how can two legs beat four legs? No matter how proficient these players are in escaping, the gap between people and horses cannot be easily smoothed out.

Zhao Hong had already led the cavalry to chase him, picked up the spear, and stabbed him violently. The spear with a long flash of cold light from the players' heads pierced through the backs of the players' bodies and pulled it out again. With the splashing of blood, the cold light on the spear head was covered by bright red blood.

"Ah!" A scream came from the player's mouth. Those who ran slowly and landed at the end, with almost no resistance, were killed by the Yellow Turban cavalry.

However, no matter whether they choose to escape or have the courage to go back and fight again, the result is no different. Running means dying faster and fighting again, it is only possible to extend the process of death for a few seconds.

The spear stabbed out, the horse's hooves trampled over, and rushed out of a road among the escaped players. Any player blocking the cavalry charge road was hit by the war horse and broke his bones and flew out to the left and right. Then, the cavalry in the rear arrived, which was a real trampling, trampling the players who were seriously injured until death. After trampling over and over again, it was finally from life to death, and when the corpse turned into flesh mud, it only took one or two minutes.

"Tread", the horse's hooves trampled on the ground, and the ground made of flesh and blood left a clear hoof print. It was lifted up and the flesh stained on the hoof was thrown out, the flesh splattered and fell heavily, becoming a part of the soil again.

Zhao Hong had no joy on his face. The combat power of these strange people was nothing in his eyes. Although this was also a kind of victory, listening to the roar of the cavalry behind him, the crazy shouts from the head of Guangzong city behind him had already come from behind. He knew that his morale, which had been suppressed and slowly decayed, was boosted at this moment.

Even though this was a small victory, the victory that seemed insignificant in Zhao Hong's eyes had the power to make many soldiers crazy. The flesh and blood splattered across Zhao Hong's eyes, "clicking", and a few mud spots with a strong smell of blood splattered on his face, and then slid down his cheeks.

The cavalry around him rushed past and continued to kill towards the escaped players. Most of the escaped players have been killed, and the rest are still fleeing in a hurry, but the number of people is still decreasing rapidly. Perhaps the Han army trenches two miles away will be wiped out.

"The archer shoots arrows five hundred steps away!" Zhao Hong raised his spear and gave an order.

The Yellow Turban soldiers following him stopped and exploded not far from him. Without hesitation, they took down the longbows on their backs, bent their bows and shot at the place indicated by Zhao Hong. Even though there was nothing there and nothing was left, they completely obeyed Zhao Hong's orders.

The feather arrow flew towards the sky in the projected sunlight, and the arrows of the feather arrows reflected a dazzling light. Pause, and then the next moment, the rain of arrows fell, little by little, and black raindrops fell towards the ground. Every inch, with the coldest cold and fine raindrops, falling.

"Rise the shield!" The Han generals in the trench issued an order, and the soldiers squatting in the trench raised their shields and protected them above their heads.

In the tower not far away, the Han army archers above also fought back at the Yellow Turban soldiers in the distance at this moment. However, the feather arrows they shot were moving forward in the rain of arrows, causing almost no waves.

"Retreat." Zhao Hong issued an order to withdraw without hesitation. The cavalry went further and encountered the trenches dug by the Han army around Guangzong City. No matter how narrow or shallow it was, it would hinder the cavalry. What's more, listening to the delicate echoes, Zhao Hong could know how many Han troops were hiding in the trenches waiting for them.

Although there are almost no traces of the Han army now, there are only towers and trenches that cannot be explored inside. However, as soon as they step in, they will be trapped in a siege and locked by the archers hidden in the towers from all angles.

Although it was a bit like a tiger and a slash, he had achieved all the goals he wanted to achieve. Look at the high morale of the soldiers under his command now! It was like a sword that had been placed for a long time, with dust on the blade, but when he sipped blood, he shone again. This is the effect Zhao Hong wanted to achieve. The soldiers in Guangzong City exhaled a long-established breath!

The Han generals in the trench stood up, looked at the Yellow Turban Army going away, and spat at the side. After being ambushed many times, these Yellow Turban soldiers became more and more slippery. Unexpectedly, they ate the bait they threw out this time and left immediately. However, those dead aliens were nothing. They were not the main soldiers, and they were not even the miscellaneous soldiers. No matter how many deaths were, they were the same in his eyes.

"Pick up the arrow branches and hand them over to the back camp when they return to the camp." After retracting his thoughts, the general's eyes swept into the dense arrow branches in the trench, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

A battle that took place outside Guangzong City ended in such a hurry and did not attract too much attention from both forces. Time passed by little by little, and nothing could have happened. Perhaps this day would pass like this ordinary day.

Whether it was the Han soldiers stationed in the various fortifications built around Guangzong City or the Yellow Turban soldiers guarding the city, they had a similar view on this day. Even the soldiers on both sides, whether they were calling for the formation or guarding the city wall, they now had a little bit of dealing with the situation. No matter how the generals on both sides emphasized, they had to be vigilant and cautious, and they could not change their current state.

The Han army only yelled, but never attacked the city. How did the Yellow Turban soldiers treat it? Even if they were fully focused, they focused their attention and stared at the every move of the Han army far below the city, but in the end they had nothing. The Yellow Turban Army was the same, and they only knew how to defend the city. After the first few times of leaving the city, they never left the city. How did the Han soldiers prepare? They didn't leave the city at all. Every time they were thirsty, they were in exchange for the army to be taken back to the camp. After this continued for a period of time, these soldiers who called the city had gradually become formalized.

Otherwise, it will not be replaced by bait composed of players in the near future, because they are even more ridiculous!

Time passed by little by little. The sun reached the center of the sky and began to shift again, moving to the west. Finally, Japan set in the west. Little by little, the light of the sunset gradually dimmed, and finally, the sky and the earth returned to darkness.

Night is coming.

The torches lit up and illuminated the darkness. At this moment, in the Guangzong Han army camp, the camps where each army is located are divided into barracks controlled by thousands of commanders. The soldiers in them are no longer rotating or resting as before. They are all concentrated in the open spaces in the camp, listening to the orders conveyed.

The scene was very calm, without any unnecessary sounds. From the beginning to the final order, no loud shouts appeared. The soldiers suppressed the emotions surging in their hearts. Although they did not respond with the loud voices of the past, the palms holding weapons expressed their emotions.

After waiting for a long time, I finally waited for this moment. My eyes flashed with sharp light, filled with strong fighting spirit. No soldier had any extra thoughts in his heart. Some were to make achievements, capture Guangzong City, and obtain military merits!

After passing on the order to launch a siege tonight's third update, the soldiers of each battalion have returned to their barracks. They must hurry up and rest to participate in the battle at the best state at the third update. Now it is not far from the third update, and there are still about two and a half hours left.

Cao Cao was in the tent where he was, holding a scarf and handkerchief in his hand, carefully wiping the blade of the blue light sword. He breathed on the blade and continued to wipe it. The blade clearly reflected his face.

I had already rested during the day, and now I woke up and had dinner again. All he had to do was wait and wait for the arrival of the third update. There was no wave in my heart, and there was no slight wave. My fingertips gently flicked the sword blade a few times, and the sound of golden spear came from fell into Cao Cao's heart.

"Hmph, ha." The sound of gentle breathing echoed in the tent. Sun Jian was sleeping very heavily, still in a deep sleep, his chest was undulating, just like his breath. Every time he inhaled, his chest expanded, exhaled, and calmed down again.

The ancient ingot knife was placed on the weapon stand next to the bed, and the light of the candlelight jumped on the scabbard, drawing out the outline. Sun Jian was sleeping in armor, wearing cold and stiff armor on his body, and then lying on the bed, which was undoubtedly very irritating. But it was precisely because of this that Sun Jian could join the battle in time no matter what the situation was in, whether he was stolen or urgent military information.

Zhan Feng sat steadily on the back of the war horse, sitting cross-legged. The war horse under his butt sniffed and lowered his head to eat the grass. Zhan Feng looked up at the sky and looked up at the sky, and the stars in the sky came into view.

The calm before the war undoubtedly makes people do many things that they have not done or forgotten to do. What Zhan Feng does now is things that he has never done in the game, and leisurely looks up at the stars in the sky. In the game, he has too much time spent in killing, and there are too few moments that can be called calm.

He could not recognize too many stars, but he could know where the Big Dipper was. This probably belongs to the night sky that can only be seen in the mother star. Although he had never been to the mother star, in the game, where he was and the land under his feet were trampled on was in the mother star!

"What a brilliant and beautiful star." With a smile, he simply closed his eyes.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes blinked and carefully observed everything that happened in the Han army camp. In the end, he disappeared in the darkness again, sneaked in the dark corners adjacent to the tents, covered by their shadows, and groped out of the camp.

His steps were extremely gentle, his heels tiptoed on the ground, and then his whole feet were stepped down. There was no unnecessary sound, there was only a slight sound made when he stepped on the mud and sand. No one could notice this sound.

A famous Han soldier passed by, but did not find the man in black hidden in the darkness. The darkness that was so close to him was not noticed by them like light and shadow. After the patrolling Han soldiers left, he came out of the hiding corner again and went towards the next target.

He knew that he had discovered something amazing. If the Yellow Turban Army in Guangzong City knew about this information, it would immediately change the current situation. What they have been doing has been, and it is precisely because of the fact that the Han army and the Yellow Turban Army were in a state of equal strength. Only in this way can the battle between the two forces consume their strength!

Especially the Han army now, what they are doing is to make this crumbling empire accelerate its fall! Therefore, it appears in the Guangzong battlefield, which has no interests with them, in order to use the power of the Yellow Turban Army to increase the weight of the straw and finally crush the camel!

Therefore, he had to return to Guangzong City alive. He didn't know how many people in the Han army camp were exploring intelligence companions like him, so he could only work hard to make himself survive, because the information he found was really important! This is a specific time for the Han army to attack the city!

The man in black who was tiptoing forward suddenly stopped and raised his head. His face was pale under the night.

In front of him, someone was holding a sword and watching him with a smile. I don’t know when this man was standing in this position, waiting for him and waiting for him to walk up to him.
Chapter completed!