Two or three things in the copy

Even if there is, they don't mind, it's just a bunch of dead bones in the grave.

"Since that's the case, then we will take Julu City tonight."

After discussing for about half an hour, Wei Nian finally made a decision.

Afterwards, the group of people retreated, but the time was not announced, it needs to be agreed upon by the higher-ups, which is a bit more confidential.

Wu Chongxiao returned to his camp, and as soon as he entered the account, he discovered something was wrong.

"Who, come out." Wu Chongxiao yelled, and drew out the long knife at his waist, and the guards who heard the voice rushed in.

"I said brother, you draw your sword and face each other when you come in. Is it your elder brother that I can't lift the sword anymore, or your wings are stiff and start to float." Wu Mingkong was sitting in front of his desk, looking at a book.

"Brother, why did you come here? No? How did you come here?" Wu Chongxiao felt like he was being patrolled day and night in his camp. How did you, a blind man, get in here?

Also, judging from the performance of the guards, they didn't find out how Wu Mingkong got here.

"It came in, how else can I come in, it can't be flying in, here, go on."

As Wu Mingkong said, he threw an object from his bosom.

"Okay, you all go back first, this is my elder brother." Wu Chongxiao took the thing and took a look, it was a piece of linen.

Then he walked in and saw Wu Mingkong was reading a book: "Brother, aren't you blind?"

"Brother, as the saying goes, my life has a limit but my knowledge has no limit. You can't discriminate against a blind man who can't read."

What Wu Mingkong said made Wu Chongxiao finally confirm that Wu Mingkong had been fooling him all this time, could this be considered blind?

"Okay, big brother, you are right, then how did you find it." Anyway, his big brother is so mysterious, it doesn't matter how mysterious he is.

"The Ziwei star on your head was not sent by me. If you follow the Ziwei star on your head, you will come here." Wu Mingkong did not lie, he really followed this thing, and the dragon energy was poured into it In Wu Chongxiao's body, he could just run in the direction of the dragon energy.

"And this function?"

"You're not talking nonsense, otherwise how can you fix it when you lose it? I didn't say it, or you are a yellow scarf thief. You have called me for three months. I thought it would be resolved in one month. I can't wait. come to you."

In fact, it was Wu Mingkong who had embedded all the lord's professional skills into the Emperor Star and didn't have enough data, so he came here.

This is said to be a skill tree, but in fact there are only three layers. The first layer is the most basic one, the second layer doubles to two, and the third layer has four.

The three skill trees add up to 21 skills, and they will be gone later.

Because this group of data cores are only basic occupations, and they need to advance to elite occupations to unlock the fourth level of skills. However, Wu Mingkong has no follow-up, he only has basic occupations.

Wu Mingkong improved these things for more than a month and embedded them on the Emperor Star. Later, when he was idle and bored, he fused this group of data cores with the Emperor Star. The fusion has not yet been completed.

This made the Emperor Star look a bit green, but Wu Mingkong reckoned that once the fusion was completed, the skill boost in his Emperor Star would definitely be stronger.

"Brother, you really don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk. By the way, what did you give me?" Wu Chongxiao said as he opened the sackcloth. On it was the city defense map of Julu City.

"Fuck, where did you come from, big brother?"

"Oh, this one, I've been thinking about it for a long time. I didn't want to bring you some souvenirs, so I went into Julu City for a stroll, and I drew it for you. Look, I even took the yellow scarf wrestler How about training the art of war?" Wu Mingkong said and showed Wu Chongxiao the books in his hand.

"Brother, why don't you take off Huang Quan's head if you have the ability." Wu Chongxiao was speechless.

"I thought about it, but it's better to be a human being and stay on the front line. I've already taken other people's books, and it's not good to pick their heads. Don't you have a map of the city defense? You can go and pick it up when the time comes."

Wu Chongxiao also understood what Wu Mingkong meant, the credit was to be placed on him, Wu Mingkong did it, but it was shameless.

"Yes, big brother, it's good that you are happy, brother, I still have military affairs, you old man, let's take it easy."

Although this is Wu Chongxiao's tent, he dare not chase Wu Mingkong away, after all, he is his elder brother.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 273 Qianlong Leaping, Who Is The True King (22)

"This leader of the Yellow Turban Sect is really talented. He actually trained Yellow Turban Warriors in this way." Wu Mingkong couldn't help admiring after reading the training manual in his hand.

These yellow turban wrestlers are not living people, they can only be regarded as living dead.

They are all controlled by the luck of the Yellow Turban Sect. Use the luck of the Yellow Turban Sect to protect these undead who have been refined into wrestlers from being discovered by human will. Mummy died.

This method of training troops is harmful to peace.

But Wu Mingkong could see it. Isn't this the low-profile version blessed by Wu Mingkong's emperor star?

Wu Mingkong’s Emperor Star Blessing is also based on this principle, but Wu Mingkong uses his own local area network, which is not compatible with the Internet of human will. Wu Mingkong was scared.

If this is a wave of Internet surfing, maybe I will get involved in it, or I will play my own game honestly.

It is also strange that Wu Mingkong is so out of line, but he is still fine until now. It stands to reason that what Wu Mingkong did is no less than what Huang Quan, the leader of the Yellow Turban, did.

This can't help but make Wu Mingkong suspect that his Ziwei Xingming may be a parallel importer. It's really strange that Ziwei Xingming is lost and no one comes to find him.

Wu Mingkong sorted out the merging of the lord's profession and the emperor's star, and the time passed in a flash, and soon it was night.

This Wu Chongxiao has already gone out to rectify the soldiers, and the general attack is about to start.

And the news seemed to have been leaked, but Wei Nian didn't care.

He knew that the believers in the Yellow Turban Thieves were all fanatics, and his army must have hidden some, so it was not surprising.

At this time, Huang Quan, who was dressed as a Taoist, was standing on the city wall, and Wu Mingkong walked out of the tent, his eyes looked good, watching this scene was like watching a 4K movie.

The downfall of the Yellow Turban Sect was already doomed. Judging from the many holes in the body of that Huangjiao Qiyun on Julu City, there was already an internal problem.

This Huang Quan is also powerless, and now he is fighting.

After all, the entire Julu City was besieged, and there was no way to escape, but if you wanted to surrender, you had to ask those yellow turban wrestlers if they were willing.

"Fog is coming." Huang Quan lifted the scepter in his hand, and the white mist instantly filled the entire battlefield.

After the white mist attracted, Huang Quan spat out a mouthful of blood. This was not only a backlash, but also a curse from heaven. Even Huang Jiao was struck off most of the scales of his body by an invisible lightning, and he could not help but let out a wail.

"The cloud rises."

But Huang Quan didn't stop there, a large cloud of dark clouds gathered in the already dark night.

"Rain falls."

After the release of the three Taoist techniques, Huang Quan was still as angry as a hair, and his face was pale. Fortunately, the wrestler next to him had quick eyesight and hands to support him.

And the Fate of the Yellow Flood Dragon in the sky of Julu City was also ripped apart, writhing in the air, looking extremely miserable.

Huang Quan's Taoism not only paid the price, but even dragged the entire Yellow Turban Sect.

The cost is great, but the reward is also great.

The white mist directly blocked the soldiers' sight. It could be said that people and animals could not be distinguished from one meter away, and they could not be seen at all after two meters.

The dark clouds in the sky gathered together, and the raindrops fell on the soldiers. Every soldier was a little powerless, and even felt inexplicable panic.

Wu Mingkong was far away, but this Taoism did not affect him.

However, Wu Chongxiao and the thousands of soldiers under him had the blessing of Wu Mingkong, so the influence was not that great.

Especially the skill tree of war.

High morale: When entering a battle, soldier morale +100%

Elite Soldiers: +20% Combat Power of Soldiers, +50% Growth Speed ​​of Recruits

This is the blessing of the second level of the war skill tree, which perfectly fits the current situation.

But there is also the blessing of the skill tree on the third level, Wu Mingkong is a man who has all his skills maxed out.

Incorporate Remnants: After defeating the enemy, the efficiency of remnants’ recruitment +50%, and the increase speed of remnants’ loyalty +100%

Soldier Recruitment: Soldier Recruitment Rate +100%, Soldier Growth Rate +50%

Veterans don’t die: Combat strength of soldiers +100%, morale +50% when there are veterans in each team of soldiers

Orders and prohibitions: soldier loyalty +100%, soldier discipline +100%.

This war skill tree not only increases the overall growth of the legion, but even such things as combat effectiveness, loyalty, and morale can be superimposed.

Although the current number of Wu Chongxiao's soldiers and power are not enough to reach the numerical ratio of the original version, the increase of all skills is only one-tenth of the original version.

The scale of this thousand people is one-tenth. When you have a territory in the future, as long as it is the size of a county, each skill increase is at least [-]% of the original version.

But it was impressive, at least under Huang Quan's three ways of Taoism, Wu Chongxiao rushed out with a thousand soldiers in the first place, unlike other soldiers who were caught in their minds.

As long as you are the first to open the city gate, this is a great achievement.

Of course, Huang Quanhui's Taoism, the Dayong Dynasty naturally had Taoists, and they were just Taoists, and ordinary real people would not make a move.

"The clouds cleared and the fog cleared."

However, this Taoist is definitely not as powerful as Huang Quan. Dozens of Taoists shot together to barely disperse a corner of the white mist. There are only clouds and rain in the sky.

What's more, in the place of the battle, all kinds of luck converge, and the luck of humanity is overwhelming, which makes the power of these Taoists drop three times.

But not everyone can be like Huang Quan, with the support of the entire Yellow Turban Sect's luck, Dayong will only give these Taoists a permission to cast spells, how could he use Great Yong's luck to help them.

If it is open, it will naturally be opened a little bigger.

"I hope big brother can be more reliable, don't fool me." Wu Chongxiao led a group of people to follow the map that Wu Mingkong gave him before. Although the vision was blocked by the white fog, it should be in this direction according to the feeling. .

"When did I become unreliable? Also, you're going in the wrong direction." Wu Mingkong's voice rang in Wu Chongxiao's ear, which made Wu Chongxiao startled. He looked around, but found that he didn't see Wu Mingkong.

This is Wu Mingkong sticking a miniature walkie-talkie into Wu Chongxiao's helmet.

"Don't look, turn a little to the right, where is the city gate, where I left good things, you can go all the way to kill when the time comes." When Wu Mingkong went to Julu City, he buried the city gate He shot a remote-controlled high explosive, and the blinding white mist, to Wu Mingkong, it was as if he hadn't even glanced at it. The vision system he modified was extraordinary.

At that time, just press the remote control to detonate directly, and that's it.

"The technology side is still amazing. As an immortal cultivator, I can't use mana because of the pressure of humanism. As a result, the walkie-talkie and long-range explosives can be used unimpeded. If IQ is not enough to reach the threshold of the technology side, I will repair it." What kind of fairy, Erxiang Foil is only used to clean up garbage, when will I be able to cultivate to be able to do this."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 274 Qianlong Leaping, Who Is The True King (23)

There was a loud noise, and a terrifying explosion lifted the entire gate of Julu City, and even the white mist was torn apart by the explosion.

Five hundred soldiers headed by Wu Chongxiao were revealed.

In the face of the explosion, Wu Chongxiao's [-] soldiers were blessed with the two skill trees of war and honor, and Wu Mingkong's blasting method. Naturally, they didn't suffer much damage, and they still rushed into Julu City in an orderly manner.

Seeing this scene, Huang Quan, who had already suffered backlash, stared at him, and spit out a mouthful of blood on his chest.

"Go back to the altar." Huang Quan's voice was extremely weak, but the yellow turban warrior next to him heard it, he picked up Huang Quan, jumped off the side wall, and headed towards Huang Tian in the center of the city Altar away.

Such a big movement naturally alarmed Wu Chongxiao, who had just entered the city, and he saw the yellow turban wrestler leading Huang Quan away at a glance.

But at this time, he couldn't get away. He entered the city in his early years, and was naturally besieged by the yellow scarf thieves of Julu City.

And the main force in the rear didn't have Wu Mingkong's help, and most of them were still lost in it.

Looking at the fanatical yellow scarf bandits, Wu Chongxiao couldn't help but feel a bit of chill.

Huang Quan's ability to bewitch is really terrifying. There are more than one yellow scarf thieves sweeping the world, and these are just a few.

After Huang Quan's defeat, the other Yellow Turban thieves in Dayong's territory will still be poisoned for several years, but they will be separated from the Quartet because of the absence of Huang Quan as the leader.

The huge number and fanatical beliefs are the horror of the Yellow Turban Thieves.

"kill..."

Wu Chongxiao let out a roar that shook the sky, and swung the long knife in his hand, bringing a large piece of flesh and blood everywhere he passed.

Although the gate of the city was broken, it was difficult for him to move an inch. There were too many people, and they came one after another without fear of death.

"Withdraw from the city gate." Wu Mingkong's voice rang in Wu Chongxiao's ear.

Although Wu Chongxiao didn't know what Wu Mingkong meant, he still followed Wu Mingkong's command.

"Change, withdraw." Wu Chongxiao yelled loudly, and there was an order prohibiting this increase. Under the army discipline and various loyalty increases, the soldiers who followed the charge in the city gate all retreated out of the city in an orderly manner the moment they received Wu Chongxiao's order. Door.

"Crash..."

Hot golden juice poured down from the city gate, and a strong stench came from his back.

Fortunately, Wu Chongxiao had received Wu Mingkong's instructions before, if it was half a quarter later in the evening, all the golden juice would have to fall on them.

They withdrew, but those fanatical yellow turban thieves were all unlucky. They didn't have much discipline, and they relied on their beliefs to maintain them.

The yellow turban thieves above the city gate didn't care about the yellow turban thieves below the city gate. Most of the golden juice fell on them. The better ones were ripped apart, and the ones that were almost burnt to death on the spot.