In the mountains and forests at night, in this world without pollution, the air quality is extremely good, but the temperature is extremely cold at night. Especially in the forests, the wind at night is like a pervasive needle blowing on the face, making people feel a little painful in the face.

In the darkness, a group of figures flashed rapidly in the grass. Suddenly, a sharp sound broke the tranquility of the night, and an arrow flew out of the grass.

The arrow made a sharp roar in the air, and a arrow was nailed to the gate of the Yellow Turban Army Camp. With a "boom", the door was blown open a hole.

"rush!"

The group rushed out of the grass, and the adventurers who had dispersed before were basically all gathered here. The side mission killed 12 Yellow Turban rebels and one Yellow Turban elite within 24 hours.

It is easy to catch those Yellow Turban rebels, and it is not difficult to get enough 12, but it is difficult for 24 people. There are only a few dozen Yellow Turban thieves patrolling the camp outside, and the average average is not enough. Some people have killed enough Yellow Turban thieves, but none of the elite troops have seen it.

It was impossible for those elites to patrol. It was just a coincidence that Song Heng and his friends met an elite young general before, and the real elites were all in the camp.

After they returned to the camp, they found that the people who had been separated had also arrived. The mission was the same as them, but they were divided into a camp on the side, a little far apart, so they could not contact each other.

Everyone discussed preparing for a strong attack and deliberately chose to go in the second half of the night because people's spirit and reactions would become slower accordingly.

Seeing the door being exploded, the Yellow Turban Army in the camp was stunned and immediately picked up the weapons at hand and rushed out of the camp. At this time, Wei Dong jumped first and launched the charge skill to rush into the camp first.

"War tramples!"

Wei Dong stepped on the ground, and a shock wave made the Yellow Turban soldiers rushing forward dizzy. At the same time, the other two rushed up to Wei Dong together.

Jiao Teng summoned the Chiyan Sword and stuck it beside Wei Dong and quickly cut over several soldiers. The two cooperated and quickly blocked the intersection in front. At this time, the other person rushed to Wei Dong's right, holding a half-person-high tower shield in one hand, which was very conspicuous. The shield spewed out a blue light from time to time, which was a dark blue shield.

This made Wei Dong and Jiao Teng jealous. A dark blue shield is extremely attractive to adventurers on any main tank route, but the price is too expensive, and the price of tens of thousands of Weibo coins has stopped many people.

This is called Wu Huang, who is the leader of another team and also serves as the captain of another team. He proposed the suggestion for forcing the camp this time.

Because there was MT pushing in front, everyone nodded and agreed. Wu Huang was on the left side of Weidong and inserted the tower shield on his arm on the ground. The tower shield was deeply inserted into the soil, and a blue light lit up on the shield, like a transparent light shield that shot down the arrows flying down.

Several of Wu Huang's teammates also quickly gathered behind Wu Huang and began to harvest the Yellow Turban Army in front of Wu Huang. After seeing the two main T generals defending a position in front of the camp, the rest immediately began to activate their skills without leaving any effort to harvest the Yellow Turban Army.

"Quick! I can't stand it anymore!" Jiao Teng didn't have a shield. He said he was a T but no shield. At best, T without a shield was a special expert in melee combat. In less than a cup of tea, Jiao Teng couldn't hold on anymore and retreated from Wei Dong with a wound on his back.

At this time, Song Heng jumped up and took over the position beside Wei Dong. He swept his spear and rolled up a killing storm, starting a new round of harvest.

"Make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace!"

Song Heng used a gun as a stick, and his whole person quickly rotated into a gyro and rushed into the Yellow Turban Army. The gun was simply a weapon to look down on when he told the rotation. He died when he wiped it, and was broken when he touched it. It was a completely one-sided harvest, and a large area was cleared instantly.

This made many people shocked to see it. This skill is too powerful, it is simply a replica of the sword blade storm!

“Woo~~”

A desolate howl came out, and a middle-aged man walked out of the tent. The man was extremely tall at least two meters. He walked out of the tent and stood in the crowd like a little giant.

Seeing that his soldiers were slaughtered unilaterally, his face looked very ugly. He took out a small trumpet from his waist and blew it hard. The Yellow Turban soldiers were immediately covered with a layer of golden light, and their eyes turned red one by one, and they began to fight back with great despair.

Compared with the past, the power of these Yellow Turban Army was increased by a whole level, and Wei Dong gradually began to retreat. His shield was far inferior to Wu Huang, and soon two holes were hung on his body.

"Yang Xin! Are you blind? I can't hold it anymore!" Wei Dong hung a lottery on his body and turned around and cursed.

"The Light of Recovery!" After a girl who was about the age of about 20 was scolded by Wei Dong, she immediately rushed to Wei Dong's side, and a green light shrouded on her hands.

At the same time, she sprinkled seeds all over the ground, and a piece of iron trench grew around Weidong, sharing the pressure for Weidong. Song Heng, on the side, couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw Yang Xin's clumsy appearance.

If he hadn't met Zhang Jun, he would be sure of Yang Xin's reaction. After all, Yang Xin's enhanced route is half-assisted and half-back output. The cooling time of the recovery light and the casting distance are all flaws. It's already good to be able to do this.

After seeing Zhang Jun's support, the two were immediately compared, and Song Heng even looked at the assistant in Wu Huang's team from time to time.

The opponent's assistant is obviously more experienced than Yang Xin, and he is also a full-time assistant. He can't help but treat his teammates' injuries as soon as possible, and also blesses Wu Huang with some auxiliary states.

"ah!!"

With a scream, everyone's expressions changed. An adventurer guarded Wu Huang's side to harvest the Yellow Turban Army, but suddenly two elite soldiers popped out of the Yellow Turban Army's team. They took action very quickly. They held two horse-slashing swords in their hands and quickly injured the adventurer. Then they pulled him and pulled him into the Yellow Turban Army's team. They were immediately chopped into a pile of meat sauce by the Yellow Turban Army's fast knife rushing up from behind.

"It's the Yellow Turban elite!"

Someone screamed. These elite soldiers were mingling behind ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers. Once they seized the opportunity, they would join forces to attack. At least two and three or four appeared together. One attack was quick and ruthless. After their swords were hit, they became dull and then pulled into the Yellow Turban Army to rescue them.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

I don’t know who shouted, causing everyone else to start shrinking their pace and keep retreating.

"A bunch of cowards!"

Wu Huang's expression darkened. These people were responsible for his right side. They kept retreating, causing the pressure of Wu Huang and Wei Dong to doubled in front.

Several people around Wu Huang were overwhelmed with help, and even their assistants began to make continuous mistakes. Wu Huang and others gradually began to unable to withstand it. Wei Dong was even better. Even though Jiao Teng and Song Heng continued to escort Wei Dong, the two began to be tired of dealing with it.

After these Yellow Turban soldiers were blessed with a certain state, they rushed up desperately. In addition, some Yellow Turban elites hid behind and attacked them from time to time, making it more and more difficult for the two of them.

"Fuck TMD, let's run away."

Song Heng stomped his feet and cursed in anger. They were now blocking the camp gate, which led to the Yellow Turban Army's numerical advantage not being able to exert. However, once the defense collapses, the Yellow Turban Army that rushed out of the camp will be able to immediately free up its position and give full play to its numerical advantage. At that time, it will be difficult to break through the Yellow Turban Camp.

There is no time to give them a second chance to attack. This side mission is obviously going to lose. Some people behind them see that the situation is not good, so they turn around and leave, causing the output of the back row to continue to decline.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Song Heng could only inform Wei Dong and prepare to withdraw. Wu Huang also knew that the overall situation was settled and was unable to turn the sky. He pulled up the shield on the ground, suddenly raised his chest, opened his mouth and roared at the Yellow Turban Army rushing up in front of him.

"roar!!"

A wave of sound visible to the naked eye swept across, causing the large Yellow Turban Army to be shocked and confused. "Let's go!" Wu Huang turned around and took advantage of the gap to retreat quickly with his teammates.

Wei Dong also ate the war again as soon as possible, and after shaking the large number of Yellow Turban Army, he quickly followed Song Heng and others to withdraw.

Jiao Teng also stepped onto the flying sword and rushed out of the camp immediately. Seeing the Yellow Turban Army rushing out from behind, Jiao Teng couldn't help but curse: "I'm not afraid of my opponents like gods, but I'm afraid of my teammates like pigs, fuck!"

Fortunately, there are not many Weibo coins deducted, and the previous side tasks are barely enough to pay the penalty, otherwise I will be killed by this group of cheating goods.

"Where did that bastard go?" Jiao Teng thought of Zhang Jun, thinking that the people scattered on both sides had already met and could act with Zhang Jun.

But the result was unexpected that he did not find Zhang Jun. He searched for a while but couldn't find him. Later, Song Heng told him that Zhang Jun had been separated from them and didn't know where he was now.

However, after learning that Zhang Jun and Jiao Teng were friends, Song Heng invited Jiao Teng to act with them and had some help, so he came here together to prepare to complete the side mission first.

But now it seems that the side mission is obviously over. The Yellow Turban Army that rushed out of the camp has formed a formation, and it is simply a matter of seeking death if they want to rush back.

"Huh? What is that?"

Standing high and looking far, Jiao Teng suddenly noticed a black shadow in the forest not far away quickly collapsed, "Is it the Han army?"

At this time, a ray of sunlight in the distance was slowly piercing through the darkness. With a little light, Jiao Teng gradually saw clearly what was rushing towards the rushing things, his eyes suddenly widened and he couldn't help but swear: "Fuck!"

"Rumbling!"

The earth trembled, and gravels kept shaking from the ground. Everyone looked shocked and said, "Is it the Han army? It seems to be the cavalry. Everyone is ready to kill us."

The Yellow Turban soldiers who rushed out of the camp seemed to have noticed the trembling on the ground, and immediately set up their spears to prepare for formation, strictly forbidden to wait.

But when the black shadows in the distance were getting closer and closer, everyone could see clearly that it was not a Han army, but... "Ao!" Song Heng's eyes were almost flashing to his tongue with his chin on his face.

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Chapter completed!