Two or three things in the copy

In just that moment, the city gate immediately became like a septic tank, and the yellow scarf thieves who were still alive inside were struggling and howling crazily.

“推...”

After Wu Chongxiao withdrew his soldiers, the yellow scarf thieves pushed the dead bodies towards the city gate one by one.

Judging by the situation, they were planning to use corpses to block the blasted city gate.

But at this time Wu Chongxiao didn't have the heart to deal with these, but shouted: "Raise the shield."

The yellow turban thieves on the city wall had already drawn their bows and arrows, and the rain of arrows fell in an instant.

He yelled, and he didn't know if the friendly soldiers in the white mist heard it, but his five hundred soldiers heard it, one by one, they picked up the shields that were placed beside the horses and pushed them down, and they lay down like that.

Even a man and half a horse were covered by the shield.

Only the clanging sound could be heard, which was the collision sound of the iron-covered wooden shield and the arrows.

But in the white mist, there were only sharp arrows piercing flesh and the sound of howling from time to time.

Obviously, the friendly troops shrouded in white mist did not hear Wu Chongxiao's reminder.

"At the cost of power and aura, this Taoism has such power."

In Wu Mingkong's field of vision, the white mist enveloped the army soul, causing the army soul, which was supposed to be able to crush Taoism, to be suppressed for a while, unable to effectively drive away the white mist.

Of course, this kind of power is only relative to this dungeon world. In the dungeon world of other cultivation types, no matter how fancy it is, some mortal army can be wiped out with a backhand.

But here has become the key to victory.

"It's a bit embarrassing to fight like this."

Wu Mingkong watched the army behind being dragged and trapped in the white mist, but those Taoists couldn't dispel the white mist quickly, they could only deal with it bit by bit.

The original crushing game turned into a bladder game because of the three Taoism techniques.

"I didn't want to hang up at first, but I don't have that patience now."

Wu Mingkong set his sights on the skills of the third level of honor.

Wenqu Bodyguard: Lord's Political Ability +50%, Lord's Management Ability +50%, Talent Recruitment Rate +5%

Martial Arts Bodyguard: The lord's command ability +50%, the lord's force +50%, talent recruitment rate +5%

Qiyue Wuyi: All attributes of the lord can get a superimposed increase of [-]/[-] of the attributes of the leaders and soldiers.

In the same robe as the son: the leader gets a 5% increase in the lord's overall attributes, and the soldiers get a 10% increase in the lord's overall attributes.

The first two Wenqu Bodyguards and Wuqu Bodyguards are just enhanced versions of the second-level skills Wengong Wuzhi and Zhiren Shanyu.

In the last two chain skills, the water can overwhelm the boat is the point of Wu Mingkong's hang-up.

Under normal circumstances, Wu Mingkong used Wu Chongxiao as the main body of these skills, and Wu Mingkong rarely interfered.

After all, the power is not strong, and the increase is only a little bit, Wu Mingkong doesn't like it, and the development of this skill tree cannot take effect because there is no territory.

The last skill of the war, the same robe with the sons, allows the people and soldiers to gain the attribute increase of the lord.

Although at present, after Wu Mingkong's improvement, the proportion of the original version cannot be reached due to insufficient power conditions.

Not to mention the leaders, there are none at present, but the soldiers can get a one-thousandth increase, which is not increased by Wu Chongxiao.

But if it was placed on Wu Mingkong, one thousandth would be terrifying enough. If Wu Mingkong dared to connect directly, the 500 soldiers would explode and die.

Their physical fitness simply couldn't bear these increases, so Wu Mingkong could only slightly adjust it, from one thousandth to about one hundred thousandth.

The main reason is that the body structure is different. If the increase is too much, it is one thing to explode the body and die. What is even more unlucky is not to explode the body, but think that the physical fitness has increased too fast, which leads to cell decay, which is called unlucky.

Of course, Wu Mingkong didn't withdraw all his authority, but rather flexibly put the skill of being in the same robe with his son on himself.

There is no need to withdraw all of them, after all, this thing still depends on Wu Chongxiao.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 275 Qianlong Leaping, Who Is The True King (24)

Wu Mingkong just took over here, but he noticed a black air rising from the yellow dragon in the sky above Julu City.

Seeing that the bones of his body were about to be stained black, Wei Nian, as the coach, couldn't help but panic at the moment, as if something was about to happen.

"Where is your majesty's golden order?" Wei Nian didn't believe the few Taoists recruited by Dayong who wanted to break through the clouds, rain and fog. Long ago, he sent someone to ask Emperor Yong Jin Ling, but it is still on the way.

"General, according to the Taoist's report, there is another half cup of tea." A personal guard replied.

The Emperor Yong's Golden Order has a Great Yong Kingdom Luck, so Taoists can locate according to this Great Yong Kingdom Luck, but they can only look at it from a distance. Once they get close, the Taoism in the Taoist body will be suppressed, and the whole person will fall into weakness .

"I can't wait, something big will happen." Wei Nian got up, and he suddenly found that the already dense dark clouds were thicker, and countless thunders were brewing in it.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky will stand."

Huang Quan's old voice echoed in the ears of everyone on the battlefield.

"I have seen the White Lotus Sect, I have also seen the Yellow Turban Sect, and I have met two well-known Taoist rebels. These two are really villain model workers. They can be found everywhere. If this is the next dungeon I won’t be surprised if I meet again.” Wu Mingkong watched the yellow flood over Julu City wrapped in black air, hooked to the thunder in the sky, and couldn’t help but complain.

"However, this Huang Quan is really trying to die, and he dares to say such words."

When Huang Quan yelled this sentence, Wei Nian's face changed, which was disrespectful.

On the other side, Wu Chongxiao and the five hundred soldiers received Wu Mingkong's physical fitness boost, and with a wave of the long knife in their hand, the strong wind directly swept out a blank space, which made them even unbelievable.

Wu Chongxiao is also decisive, although he doesn't know what changes have happened to him, but this change is definitely related to his elder brother Wu Mingkong.

"charge."

Wu Chongxiao took the lead in the charge, not only he but also the horse under his crotch was boosted, under the full charge, it caused a wave of anger.

The five hundred soldiers followed closely behind, exuding a burst of power.

"Military soul? What is the principle of this?"

Wu Mingkong watched Wu Chongxiao and the five hundred soldiers gather energy and turned into a black python.

Swing the knife, fall.

Wu Chongxiao chopped open the corpse blocking the city gate. He thought he could do it, but he didn't think it was real.

The violent force directly split the entire pile of corpses, and Wu Chongxiao seemed to have seen the scene when his elder brother smashed the city gate with a halberd in the previous life.

He feels that although he is not as good as his elder brother in his previous life, he seems to have hope to catch up.

"My lord's divine power, my lord's divine power."

The five hundred soldiers behind were also stunned for a moment. Is this something that humans can do?

But I don't care, the facts are in front of my eyes, and I can't help cheering loudly for a while.

The cheers of these 500 people naturally reached Wei Nian's ears, after all, the sound was still very loud.

"Why cheer."

The guards on the side hurriedly went out to inquire. If they go fast, they will come back quickly.

"General, it was the Zuoqi captain who broke through the pile of corpses with a knife, and led the five hundred soldiers into Julu City."

"Captain Zuoqi? But that Wu Teng, the one who broke the city gate just now, is also him." Wei Nian frowned, which was good news.

"It was this person, but there was gold juice falling, so he had to retreat. Later, the yellow turban thief blocked the city gate with his dead body, and that's why this happened." The guard also reported the truth.

"That's right, a loyal and brave man." Wei Nian had already written down Wu Chongxiao's name, especially when the timing was perfect.

After Huang Quan yelled that the sky was dead and Huang Tian stood up, Wu Chongxiao cut through the pile of corpses with a single knife. Looking at it this way, he was simply a model of anger soaring to the sky. If this was written in the credit book, it would look a lot better.

This is a loyal person. Hearing that His Majesty's reputation has been ruined and this drastic change, he swung his knife out of resentment.

Cangtian, in this dungeon, has always referred to the emperor, and now this cangtian, isn't it the Emperor Dayong.

After such a comparison, I looked at the soldiers transferred from other states and counties, and couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Hurry up and find out where your majesty's golden order is. Such a large army will be trapped by clouds, rain and fog."

The guards didn't dare to refute, this is not an ordinary cloud, rain and mist, not only charming eyes, but also frightening mind, the soldiers inside did not dare to move randomly, and the wave of arrows from the Yellow Turban Bandits caused even more casualties. Not a lot.

But the more this is the case, the more unbearable it is compared with Wu Chongxiao's five hundred soldiers.

Wu Chongxiao had already rushed into Julu City at this time, and with Wu Mingkong's boost, he would kill at least three or five people with one strike.

Even the strong wind can sweep away a piece, and it's not just one person, but 500 people.

Even the yellow turban wrestler who can tear people apart and is invulnerable is not their single enemy.

At this time, Wu Chongxiao couldn't help but think of the book Wu Mingkong read in his camp before.

It was the training method of the yellow turban wrestlers, and he guessed whether Wu Mingkong also blessed them with the same Taoism as the yellow turban wrestlers to increase them.

Although Wu Chongxiao was aware of it, his limitations blocked his insight, so he could only guess a small part of it.

Breaking off the flying arrow, Wu Chongxiao found that not only his strength had increased, but his defense and reaction had also been enhanced.

Otherwise, how could he see the shooting arrow, let alone catch the arrow.

He looked around for a while, and then compared the map given by Wu Mingkong in his mind.

He chopped off the head of a rushing yellow turban thief with one knife, and then thought about where Huang Quanhui, who was taken away by the yellow turban warrior, would go.

The sound that "Cang Tian is dead", Huang Tian should have heard him naturally, but the sound spread too far, and he was not sure where Huang Quan went.

Then he turned his attention to the Huangtian Altar in the center of Julu City.

"Looks like this is here." Wu Chongxiao was sure, except for the Huangtian Altar, Wu Chongxiao couldn't think of where Huang Quanhui would go.

If he was really not there, he might have escaped, but if he wanted to escape, how could he shout such provocative words? Wouldn't it be better to leave secretly?

Now that he had a target, according to the route on the map, Wu Chongxiao pulled the rein of his horse and charged forward.

Seeing Wu Chongxiao like this, the 500 soldiers followed closely behind him. With Wu Mingkong's boost, these [-] troops charged like tanks crossing the border. , all died.

The 500 men and horses were like sharp blades, and they plunged directly into Julu City.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 276 Qianlong Leaping, Who Is The True King (25)

"General, Your Majesty's golden order has arrived." A personal guard rushed into the commander's tent, and presented a palm-sized token with both hands. This seal was the Dayong Jinling.

Ordinary people see it as a gorgeous token carved with dragons and painted with phoenixes, but in the eyes of Taoists, it is a five-clawed golden dragon hovering on it. If you look directly at it, you will burn your eyes.

"Very good, very good." Wei Nian grabbed Dayong's golden order and showed it.

"The emperor has ordered, and all laws are scattered."

I saw the five-clawed golden dragon transformed into a long chant by the Dayong Kingdom Movement, and the white mist that shrouded the battlefield was swept away by this long chant, and the dark clouds in the sky were swept away by the dragon's claws, and instantly dissipated. heavy rain.

Once this Taoism was broken, the army soul with the appearance of a white tiger roared loudly.

"kill..."

After the Taoism dissipated, there were arrangements from all parties, and the soldiers of Da Yong immediately regrouped, and with a loud shout of killing, countless soldiers poured into Julu City.

Those fanatical Yellow Turban believers were also fearless of death, and after Wu Chongxiao rushed into Julu City, they gathered again, trying to block the Da Yong soldier with their flesh and blood.

It's a pity that this time, their numbers are not dominant.

The rain of arrows shot directly into the city from outside the city. In an instant, there were countless wailing sounds, and then there was the sound of slashing with sharp knives entering the body.

Wu Chongxiao rushed to the altar with five hundred soldiers, but the scene in front of him frightened him.

Bones are everywhere around the altar. According to the style of clothes, it is easy to see that these belong to those yellow scarf fighters.

And in the middle of the altar, Huang Quan was as skinny as a skeleton. If it wasn't for a layer of skin, anyone who saw it would think it was a mummy.

Huang Quan held a nine-segment staff in his hand, and kept saying something loudly, which sounded like a sacrificial oration.

But the words were extremely weird, and Wu Chongxiao couldn't help but feel chills all over his body, because not only did he not understand, but he was also disgusted by this language.

And as he said, the black mist on the Qiyun Huangjiao on Julu City became more and more, and it looked like a black dragon.

But a strong sense of terror is constantly brewing.

Wu Chongxiao stopped the horse under his crotch, and the five hundred soldiers behind him also stopped.

"I use people's hearts as sacrifices to exchange for peace in the world."

Huang Quan frantically waved the nine-jointed stick in his hand, and mumbled his request loudly.