It is said that the old ghost in the deep mountains almost cried after hearing Yang Tian's reason. Especially after he met a group of people in the wasteland, he was so excited that he could not cry. It is indeed good to have less enemies here, but it depends on his strength! Seventh-level high-level special troops? That is the existence of one enemy of a hundred! Although he is more worried now, he is not desperate. His request for help has played a role. Two guilds agreed to support him with all their strength and are now marching in the night. They are the War Dragon Guild and Junzi Hall, both of which are the top guilds in Shuining County.

Yang Tian said that he was supporting the God-killing Guild, but he could not send many soldiers. The time bomb for the world-class reputation mission was still on his body, so he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Finally, Yang Tian drew 20,000 rank sixth-level soldiers and seventh-level soldiers in training each. These soldiers were all trained by NPCs with A-level qualifications. Among them, these seventh-level soldiers had no suitable leveling targets, and the upgrades were basically stagnant. Otherwise, three or four hundred people would not have been promoted to eighth-level soldiers in the past two months.

If you have to wait for these soldiers to level up and grow slowly in the territory, you don’t know that you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey Horse Month, and take advantage of the current 10 times experience, Yang Tian plans to train these soldiers well. Who made him unable to draw out other troops now? As for the defense work of Wangtian City, it left the remaining 17th-level sword and shield soldiers, which is also the last remaining force in Wangtian City.

Yang Tian really wants to scold himself for being mean, but he is not doing anything, so he went to open a mission scroll!

The one who led the troops was a group of special-level military generals. There was no way. The king-level military generals could not be pulled away now. The few in Yizhou could be replaced, but now the teleportation array was closed. Even if you were to let Xiaobai pick it up, it would take one or two days to come and go, and the distance water could not relieve the near thirst!

Yang Tian didn't plan to go to the army to fight, but in the end he chose to go and have a look. He was afraid of death! Although he wouldn't really die, he really couldn't imagine how much it would cost to be resurrected as a special general and the identity of the lord of Baiyun City. But there was no way, he was worried about handing over the command of this army to those guilds. So he rode Xiaobai.

A town in the northernmost part of the Ghost Skull Guild is called Yuncheng, whose name is a city. But in fact, it is still a town, but now this town is about to be baptized by the war.

On the way to Yuncheng from the north, there is a canyon, although it is not very narrow. It is not too wide, roughly about one kilometer. Lao Gui and the other two guild presidents did not want to fight the decisive battle with the more than one million Yellow Turban troops in the open area. The so-called township stone walls are no different from those of paper in front of a million troops. Their number is only about 800,000. If they do not pay attention to their strategies, there is no hope of winning at all.

Early in the morning, they sent people to find a favorable terrain in the canyon and quickly began to lay out positions.

It was almost noon, and the Yellow Turban Army drove over in a mighty manner. The sound of footsteps, the sound of armor hitting, and the sound of shouting were mixed together. You could hear it for a few kilometers.

When the Yellow Turban Army reached the canyon, it found that it was in a mess, with the ground full of dead branches and leaves. The drought for days made these fallen leaves very dry, and when they stepped on it, they made a chirping sound. The adviser beside the King of Flying Heaven reminded: "Shao Master, there are many human traces here, be careful to ambush!"

Although the Flying God King knew that it was suspicious, he was now full of confidence and said indifferently: "Don't worry! Mr. Zhang, we have two million troops. Even if one person spits, it is enough to drown the people of the Ghost Skeleton Guild. In the face of absolute strength, all strategies are jokes."

"Young Master, let's be careful!" The adviser, known as Military Secretary Zhang, continued to persuade.

The Flying God King was helpless, but he did not dare to do anything to this military advisor. Because when Zhang Jiao handed over the Yellow Turban cause of Ji County, he called Zhang to follow him and asked him to listen to Zhang's opinions more when encountering problems.

Looking at the persistent look of Mr. Zhang, the flying god king said, "Okay, send a hundred-person whistle detective to disperse and open it. When he found out that the abnormality was abnormal, he immediately rewarded him."

After saying that, the King of Feitian ordered the army to continue moving forward. Military Commander Zhang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. After sighing, he hurriedly followed the King of Feitian.

When the canyon was mostly gone, nearly half of the players and recruits behind them also came in. At this time, if you look down from the sky, the entire Yellow Turban Army is like a huge python, crawling through a narrow passage, and half of its body has just passed.

At this moment, the Flying God King suddenly moved his nose, sniffed around, and asked, "Mr. Zhang, I seem to smell a strange smell. Have you smelled something?"

When Jun Zheng Zhang heard this, he sniffed around and suddenly changed his face and said in surprise: "No! It's tung oil! Young Division, order the retreat quickly! The enemy may set fire."

The flying god king's head roared and he quickly shouted: "Retreat! The entire army retreats! Hurry up!"

However, his voice was not as loud as he imagined. The only people who could hear his orders were the more than a thousand people around him. The people in front quickly turned around and rushed back, while the people behind were still rushing forward!

However, the 300,000 Yellow Turban elites were extraordinary. They quickly adjusted their formation and quickly retreated. However, the players and recruits who followed them were not so obedient. For a moment, the entire team was in a mess.

Suddenly, bursts of smoke rose from afar, except for the direction in which they came in, there were three sides. In a blink of an eye, bursts of fire could be seen.

Looking at the chaotic team in front of him, the Flying God King made a fuss in his heart and ordered loudly: "All the Yellow Turban elites obey orders and retreat with all their might. Those who block the way will be killed without mercy!"

"Kill!" The Yellow Turban elite burst out with amazing power, and without hesitation, raised their weapons and chopped towards the robes blocking in front of them.

At this time, they were a war machine and had no feelings.

For a moment, the terror was everywhere, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the speed of the Yellow Turban elite retreating suddenly became much faster. The points obtained by the Flying God King on the day before were rapidly decreasing.

After being instantly deceived, the Yellow Turban player quickly came to his senses and watched the Flying God King massacre the personnel of his camp, and he was immediately angry. In fact, the most important thing was that he and others were also among the massacres of the Flying God King. So resistance inevitably appeared. More people chose to escape.

At this moment, there was fire on three sides, so I could only escape back, but there were crowds of people behind me.

I don’t know who started the first move, but many people picked up weapons and killed the generals. The scene was suddenly chaotic, and the people who were red-eyed didn’t care who the person in front of me were. As long as they blocked their way back, they would greet the weapons in their hands.

Some people kept falling down, but the fire was getting closer and closer.

The Elite Yellow Turban Legion had retreated to the center of the canyon, and the massacre continued. Finally, people outside the canyon saw the flames in the valley and began to quickly withdraw from the woods to make way.

The team was slowly unblocking, but the distant fire had turned into a fire in the sky and was spreading towards this side at an extremely fast speed. Soon the person walking at the end was swallowed by the fire, and the screams were thrilling.

Fortunately, the system is more preferential to players. As long as they are surrounded by fire, they will be considered dead and will be free from a lot of flesh and blood. Otherwise, after this battle, countless players will probably withdraw from the game, and no one is willing to accept the feeling of burning fire.

Half an hour later, the Yellow Turban elite finally withdrew from the woods and soon the fire swept across the canyon and quickly spread to the hills on both sides.

The Flying God King looked at the fire in the sky and murmured: "They are crazy! They are really crazy!" A group of madmen." It seems that he was scared by the fire.

"Shao Division? Shao Division?" Military Commander Zhang shouted in the ear of the Feitian God King.

"Ah?...Oh, Military Secretary Zhang, call me?" The Flying God King came to his senses.

Military Secretary Zhang knew how to do his subordinates' duties, and did not laugh at him, saying, "Young Master, now we have suffered heavy losses and are greatly hit. Moreover, the fire is fierce and cannot be passed for the time being. The subordinates recommend camping on the spot or adjusting the direction of the marching, and finding targets for attack."

The Flying God King has learned a lesson and is not so arbitrary now, saying, "Military advisor, what is the most suitable now?"

Zhang Junshi said: "I think it's best to rest on the spot and count the casualties of the army by the way. Then I'll make a long-term plan."

The King of Feitian said: "Okay! Please arrange it for the military advisor, I'll go around."

"Yes! Young Master!" Mr. Zhang responded.

After Mr. Zhang left, the Flying God King stayed in place and did not move. He looked at his points in his attribute panel. He had already had more than 100,000 points yesterday, but now there are only a few thousand left. If the canyon is longer and he kills more gold players or Yellow Turban recruits, he may be directly judged by the system as a rebellious camp. At that time, Zhang Jiao will not be able to chase him all over the world!

Now the Flying God King didn't dare to go to the place where the Yellow Turban players gathered. He knew that if he was discovered by those Yellow Turban players at this moment, he would definitely rush up and swallow him alive.

Soon, Junshi Zhang returned again. He was not surprised that the Flying God King continued to stay in place. He said, "The young division, the casualties have been counted. This incident caused a total of 600,000 casualties. Among them, 80,000 deaths from Yiren, more than 300,000 new recruits from Yellow Turbans, and 3,000 elite soldiers in the Yellow Turbans. Most of the dead were burned to death by the fire. All three thousand elite soldiers in the Yellow Turbans died in chaos."

The King of Feitian was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, in just half an hour, the casualties would be so great. It seemed that he really underestimated the players in the world. Since being accepted as a disciple by Zhang Jiao, he was really a little arrogant. Therefore, after he knew that the destruction of the Feitian Alliance was due to the sunshine, he immediately instigated Zhang Jiao to launch a rebellion as soon as possible, wandering around in front of Zhang Jiao all day, and finally he was really moved.

After the impatient Feitian God King came to the Yellow Turban Command of Kuaiji County from Zhang Jiao, he became even more proud. In his opinion, as long as the imperial army did not arrive, Kuaiji County would not be allowed to be kneaded by itself. Baiyun City, Rose Guild, Iron Cavalry Association, Wan Yao Alliance... All the players in Shuining County will not let go of any of them.

He was full of confidence and naturally did not think that other players could resist him. Therefore, in order to better experience the pleasure of revenge, he did not intend to directly rush his army to Wangtian City to take the heads of the sun's neck. Instead, he marched normally, burned, killed and looted all the way, and gave the psychological pressure on those whom he was cruel to make them collapse. Then, he could easily harvest their lives.

But the gap between reality and ideal is too big. Even any player force in Shuining County was hit by a blow before it was destroyed. This blow was really painful and also woke him up.

"Military advisor, what advice do you have?" asked the Flying God King.

Zhang Junshi said: "I have to burn this fire for at least one or two days when the fire is extinguished. When the fire is just extinguished, the ground still cannot walk, so this delay will take four or five days. It is better to turn the direction and find another target."

The King of Feitian God said: "Our current goal is to destroy the players in Shuining County. If we give up at this moment and don't teach the opponent a lesson, it may be difficult to improve morale. Can the military advisors eliminate the fire in front of us?"

Military Commander Zhang smiled bitterly and said, "If God is here, we may be able to destroy the fire in front of us, but at this moment, we can only let it go. If we have to hurry up, then take a detour and pass through the mountains on both sides. Although the mountain is a little higher, it will probably only take one or two days."

The Flying God King said helplessly: "Maybe this is the only way to go. I hope this mountain will not have terrain such as cliffs.

”(To be continued!~!
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