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Chapter 32 Heavy Losses

Xu Rong saw that the situation must be violated, and quickly mobilized the aura of his troops to send a distress signal to the sky. However, the attack with the power of the assembled troops only bloomed in the air and disappeared. Whether it could be seen could only depend on God's will.

"You will die!" Qu Yi was extremely cold, staring at Guo Hao with his eyes.

"If you don't fight, you will die faster," Guo Hao said calmly.

Without waiting for what Qu Yi said, a man with a yellow turban jumped out of his horse, seemingly wanting to fight a general.

However, Kogi took a closer look and gave up the thought of striking first and overpowering his opponent, because the one who rushed out was a player.

"Pengju, let go of the water, go up and stall for time." Xu Rong mobilized his troops to form formations and greeted Guo Hao sideways.

"There are more and more people on the other side, how about delaying?" Guo Hao was a little confused.

"Go ahead, Qu Yi and I will fight together, and then we'll break out." Xu Rong looked helpless. He was really a clever woman who couldn't make a meal without straw.

As a commander of a legion, he can only display his strength if he has many soldiers and generals under his command. With this configuration, he is not as useful as a fierce general. After all, in small-scale battles, the role of a strong general is far greater than that of a commander.

As for Qu Yi, he is even more powerless. He is a master of military training. Give him more than 3,000 infantrymen and he can create a first-in-arms regiment.

But when he arrived under Dong Zhuo's command, all the warriors who could fight in Xiliang had been transformed into iron cavalry. The iron cavalry was not as useful as the iron cavalry in Xiliang first. After all, equipment was a threshold that could not be bypassed.

Due to resource constraints, he has no use at all and can only hang around under Dong Zhuo, always trying to find a good master to take refuge with.

"This is Guo Pengju of Beiliang. The enemy will die!" Guo Hao rushed forward and stabbed him with his halberd because he was the first to arrive.

"Well done, I am Zhang Xingmin, the Yellow Turban player," the Yellow Turban player yelled.

Under Guo Hao's deliberate defense, the two sides fought fiercely, and it was like a chess match when you meet your opponent, and you will meet a good talent.

Xu Rong and Qu Yi silently practiced their big moves. Once the winner was decided, they would use their big moves to greet the Yellow Turban Army.

After Guo Hao received Xu Rong's signal, Guo Hao missed the Yellow Turban player's weapon with a halberd, then killed him with one move, turned around and ran away.

"Take action!" Xu Rong shouted and raised his hand. In an instant, two huge air blades spurted out from Guo Hao's troops. After most of their popularity was consumed, they landed hard on the Yellow Turban troops.

"boom……"

"boom……"

Two huge roars sounded, and all the Yellow Turban troops who were hit physically ascended to the sky. The Yellow Turban generals on the opposite side were all reckless men, and they had such high-end technology.

In the face of the huge attack, the Yellow Turban troops were completely wiped out. The morale of the Yellow Turban troops instantly dropped to freezing point. They all stood still and did not dare to move rashly.

"kill!"

Guo Hao threw a morale booster, and then jumped out of the horse. In an instant, the morale of Guo Hao's side soared, and they received a morale blessing. The expanded power allowed them to follow Guo Hao directly towards the Yellow Turban troops.

The best scene as expected did not happen. Instead of fleeing, the Yellow Turbans swarmed up and followed Guo Hao and others into a fight.

They are the Yellow Turban Army, not the Yellow Turban Thief. They are the true believers who support Zhang Jiao. Not to mention the mere attack by legions, not even a meteorite falling from the sky can allow them to escape.

"Damn it, break out toward the front." Xu Rong shouted loudly, mobilizing all troops to attack the gap he had predicted.

The gaps he estimated were all made up of aliens, that is, players. Xu Rong knew that aliens were not afraid of death, but they were still weak compared to the elite.

Moreover, strangers usually do not have any orders or prohibitions, so they are more likely to be defeated.

Xu Rong mobilized all the players to both sides to wrap their lives around each Yellow Turban general, and then charged forward with Guo Hao as the vanguard.

Guo Hao took the lead. He couldn't use Wushuang against generals, but he was still a well-deserved mini-boss among players.

Fifty points of force value exceeds almost 99% of the players.

Coupled with Qu Yi and Xu Rong responding from the side, Guo Hao and others quickly broke out of the encirclement.

Running, running, running, even Qu Yi and Xu Rong were a little blind in the end. There were too many yellow scarves along the way, and even some stragglers caused them a lot of trouble.

Two days later, Guo Hao finally saw the imperial garrison. At this time, there were less than 800 troops behind him.

These two days have been the most painful days that Guo Hao has experienced since he entered the game. He came to Yuzhou with more than 10,000 troops confidently, but before he could see the real leader, he was defeated by the Yellow Turbans who gathered in the crowd.

Seeing the station of the imperial army, Guo Hao and others became excited and hurriedly rushed towards the station.

The Yellow Turbans behind hesitated for a while, but chose to retreat. After all, they were ordered to try their best to weaken the support of the imperial court. After nearly 90% of them were killed, they were almost ready to return to the mission.

After a series of identity verifications, Guo Hao and his party finally entered the city and escaped the danger of their lives.

Between life and death, men's friendship always sublimates very quickly. Qu Yi's attitude towards Guo Hao, who was originally a little at odds with each other, has obviously improved a lot.

After all, Guo Hao used his body to help him with many attacks. Although he knew that the alien was immortal, he still risked his life to save people.

Guo Hao, who was in a mess, sat in the station assigned to him to rest. The feeling of being surrounded by thousands of troops was too exciting for him.

Post a post on the forum to ask the players who were killed and resurrected in Youzhou to stop running around for the time being and stay close to Jizhou to wait for his contact.

The resurrection point must be bound to the city. If you die, you will be transported thousands of miles away in an instant, flying directly from Yuzhou back to Youzhou.

Some unlucky people forgot to set up a resurrection point in Youzhou, and ended up flying back to their hometown in Liangzhou. It would have taken them more than half a month to get here, and they basically said goodbye to the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

While Guo Hao was resting, a messenger unexpectedly informed him to go to the big tent for a meeting.

To put it bluntly, Guo Hao was still a county magistrate after all, and Liu Bei was still a white man at this time, so he was more than qualified to go to the Chinese army's big tent to listen to the meeting.

As the night progressed, the lights in the Chinese army's tent were brightly lit, and all the generals gathered around the tent to discuss matters. They had also received the news from Jizhou, but the enemy was still there in front of them, and they were helpless.

Opposite the Yellow Turban commander-in-chief Bo Cai was a figure, and with Chu Yan and Zhang Mancheng on his side, the battle between the imperial court and the Yellow Turban could only be said to have its own winner or loser.

At this time, there were several million Yellow Turban troops in Yuzhou, while the imperial side only had more than 100,000. In addition, the players on the Yellow Turban side gathered early, and the strength comparison between the two sides exceeded one to ten.

That is to say, the court side is an elite force, and the Yellow Turban side is all ordinary troops. Otherwise, no matter how clever Huangfu Song's command is, they will just end up being defeated by the Yellow Turbans.

But people will make progress if they don't die, not to mention that on a battlefield filled with killings, the elite troops of the Yellow Turbans are increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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