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()"kill!!!"

The deafening roar went straight into the sky, and following Bocai's order, a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers scattered outside the city in the north, while on the other three sides, countless Yellow Turban soldiers rushed towards the impenetrable city in front without fear of death. , They pushed the tall ladder and approached the city wall step by step.

Wu Han watched from the back, and felt that the Yellow Turban Army wearing yellow scarves was like a ferocious yellow dragon at the moment, showing its fangs towards the prey in front.

On the tower, the Eastern Han army guarding the city, facing the Yellow Turban Army several times larger than their own, still held the last remaining fighting spirit and dignity of the Eastern Han orthodox army, and kept blocking the advance of the Yellow Turban Army. It is a serious preparation to meet the inevitable bloody battle.

The tide of people is surging, the wind blows and the sand is violent, soldiers are approaching the city, gold and iron horses!

Wu Han silently looked at the picture presented in his eyes, and at the same time feeling a word in his heart, he couldn't help feeling a strong sense of pleasure. It was the pleasure of being in charge of a thousand troops and deciding life and death with one word, and that feeling permeated his whole body. Even after the whole soul and consciousness, Wu Han had to admit that he fell in love with this feeling, and fell in love with the feeling that a single strategy can affect the life and death of others.

Power is addictive!

Now Wu Han has a deep understanding of this sentence. Although it is only in the game, the strong contrast between the past life and the present life makes him understand it very thoroughly.No wonder, in the previous life, many people with prominent identities in real life, knowing that they had no hope of establishing influence in this continent, would willingly choose auxiliary occupations such as counselors. It turns out that counselors, even though they hide behind the scenes, are in charge of countless people just like power masters. life and death!

After a brief moment of emotion, Wu Han was even more reluctant to let Bocai fall into the same fate as history. The reason is self-evident, so he vowed to do his best to change the fate of Bocai and even the entire Yellow Turban Army, so as to consolidate the fate of Bocai. advantage in this world.

When Wu Han was feeling emotional, the situation of the battle was changing rapidly. The Yellow Turban Army had already built a ladder on the city wall against the rain of arrows, and soon came into hand-to-hand combat with the Eastern Han Army, and a tragic hand-to-hand battle was imminent.

Although the Yellow Turban Army is a mob, it has a large number of people and high morale. Although the Eastern Han Army is well-equipped and well-trained, it has been defeated recently, and its morale is extremely low.

Under the ebb and flow, the Eastern Han army defending the city, although they have the advantage of the city wall, still have a tendency to be unable to resist the offensive of the Yellow Turban army.

Of course, not all people in the Eastern Han army were demoralized. There was a group of people who were not affected by the defeat of the previous Han army. They were players. Whether it was the Yellow Turban Army or the Eastern Han army, there were countless players of.They will go all out for their mission and interests!

Therefore, although the vast majority of the Eastern Han army was tired of resisting the offensive of the Yellow Turban Army, some Eastern Han troops were still fighting bloody battles, waving their weapons frantically, and fighting to the death to block any enemy who dared to invade.

"Humph!"

Wu Han was watching from the sidelines below the city, so he could naturally notice the strangeness of those few people, but he just snorted coldly in disdain in his heart, and didn't care or worry about the existence of the Eastern Han Army players at all.

A group of ordinary players who would avoid a barking dog in reality, and would not go up to beat it up, face this kind of almost real war, and after witnessing blood and death, how many people can arouse their blood and dare not fight? A fearful battle?After all, this is not the conventional online game of the past, but an extremely realistic virtual online game. The immersive feeling will cause the player to feel pain and death.

How many people can face death without being timid, and face fear without being afraid?

Back then, I was one of countless ordinary players, so I know that the current players don't even have the qualifications to be called cannon fodder!

After the disdain, there was a lot of emotion, the experience of the previous life made Wu Han know the answer.

He still remembered that when he entered the novice world and faced the battle for the first time, he was scared to pee without any suspense, and he couldn't help but sneered in his heart when he saw the scene of being killed in seconds, but at the same time, he also knew that other ordinary players were better than his own. The performance is definitely not much better. Although there are a few people who are different from ordinary people, they are still a minority.

Of course, Wu Han is also very clear that the adaptability of players is amazing, they will grow up quickly after a few battles, but that is not now, so Wu Han directly ignores the existence of other players, because they are now His strength is too weak to affect the situation at all.

"Shuai Qu, our army is strong at present, and the Han army is weak. If we concentrate our firepower and attack one point, it may have a miraculous effect."

The brutal fighting continued, with corpses constantly falling from the ladders or towers, blood staining the city walls and the ground, killing cries and wailing resounded throughout the sky, Wu Han looked at the war that he single-handedly promoted, and felt in his heart Lost for a while, the picture of fighting at the forefront as cannon fodder in the previous life emerged in his mind, he couldn't help taking a deep breath, and said to Bocai again.

After finishing speaking, Wu Han regretted it, and couldn't help shaking his head in his heart.It seems that I don't have the awareness of a real counselor's mast and scull disappearing in smoke while talking and laughing, but I am so easily moved to compassion.

"Ah."

However, it was useless for Wu Han to regret it, because Bo Cai had already agreed to his proposal, and quickly ordered to concentrate his forces to attack the East Gate.

Although the yellow turban army with lax military discipline could not be ordered to stop, but after Bocai gave the order, the huge yellow turban army was able to quickly concentrate its firepower, and recklessly attacked the east gate of Changshe City.

"If there are no accidents, Changshe should have been won!"

Looking at the situation created by his push, Wu Han murmured in his heart, he knew very well that once the Yellow Turban Army concentrated their firepower and showed the attitude of breaking through the city at all costs, then if nothing unexpected happened, the Eastern Han army defending the city As long as there is little fighting spirit left, it will disintegrate in an instant, especially when there is a way out, no one will fight desperately to the death.

This move is in harmony with the previous siege, which echoes the fear of the Eastern Han army. Once the Eastern Han army's psychological defense collapses, they will be a group of frightened lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Breaking through the city of Changshe is within reach treat.

It's just what is this inexplicable uneasiness, why do I feel that there are variables about to appear, am I worrying too much, or am I ignoring something?

When everything developed as Wu Han expected, the Eastern Han army retreated steadily, and the Yellow Turban army was about to break through the city tower and take down Changshe City, but Wu Han suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, as if a huge The crisis was approaching, and he was suffocated as if he was being grabbed by the neck by a huge hand, but he didn't know the reason, so he could only suspect wildly and let his heart be shrouded in dark clouds.