Age of Empires: Only I Can See Hidden Entries

Xiao Yue rode on the horse, like a child who got a new toy, rubbing the horse's head and mane for a while.

She was the only one out of the four players without a horse.

This horse was sent by Qin Wen.

"Thank you, you are a good man."

Xiao Yue squinted her eyes with a smile, coupled with Mengmeng's appearance, it was extremely lethal.

The muscular man's eyes widened when he "masturbated himself".

"Di~ you received a good person card."

Qin Wen looked back from Xiao Yue's face as if hearing such a prompt.

Around, some players pointed.

"Where are they going?"

"I heard that they are going to be stationed at the East Gate, and Ye Jintianming knew about his [-] troops."

"It's a bit floating, plus those few players are less than [-]."

"Cao Cao is still reliable. I heard that Xi Zhicai has been recruited. Xi Zhicai will not die and Guo Jia will not leave. It seems that Guangzong City will be attacked by Cao Cao."

"We even recruited Xi Zhicai, and the brothers are still stunned and go to Cao Cao."

……

Qin Wen frowned slightly.

Some doubts suddenly figured out at this moment.

No wonder Cao Cao jumped to the Guangzong battlefield, and Xi Zhicai felt inseparable from it.

As for why they were recruited in advance?

Needless to say, it must be the player's credit.

Thinking of this, Qin Wen looked at Xu Shu, and his brows gradually stretched.

Now Xu Shu is much stronger than Xi Zhicai.

"Night of the night, don't you worry?"

On the side, Xiao Yue frowned slightly, and Xi Zhicai was deified by netizens.

Without thinking, Qin Wen replied, "I'm just a showman, let's see how I abuse him."

"Brother Ming is mighty and domineering!"

"The wind blows" immediately sent flattery.

"Like yourself" and "Bi Ma Wen" were originally worried when they heard Xi Zhicai, but at the moment they were infected by Qin Wen's self-confidence, and they all straightened their backs.

"Cut, brag."

Xiao Yue murmured something, but a strange color flashed in her beautiful eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

The group soon came to the east gate of Guangzong City.

Feiyunwei didn't need to set up camp and set up a formation directly outside the east gate, with a full offensive posture.

"Fuck, Brother Ming, you're going to hit Guangzong City!"

The loud voice of "The wind blows" sounded.

As soon as the voice fell, a louder voice sounded:

"Grandma, what are you doing when you are shocked? If you yell again, Grandpa Zhang will reward you with a stick."

The person who spoke was Zhang San, with a black face full of disdain, and with a beard like a steel needle, he looked majestic.

Grandpa Zhang?

Seemingly thinking of some kind of character, "Like Yourself" exclaimed: "Are you Zhang Fei? Idol."

Several other people also cast their eyes.

The disdain on Zhang San's face became even stronger, and he pouted:

"Who is Zhang Fei? Let him come and play with me."

Hearing that it wasn't Zhang Fei, while "Like Yourself" was greatly disappointed, he also said contemptuously:

"You still want to fight Zhang Fei? Just a joke."

Several other players, although they didn't speak, their meanings were similar to "luck yourself".

Seeing that Zhang San was about to get angry, Qin Wen spoke at the right time:

"Zhang San, what nonsense, go call the door."

"As ordered!"

Zhang San didn't dare to disobey Qin Wen's order, glared at the player fiercely, and rode his horse to the city gate.

"Listen upstairs, come out and die!"

Under the influence of [Madman], Zhang San's power skyrocketed to 86 at this time.

At the head of the city, a black-armored general smiled.

A yellow scarf leader next to him smiled and said:

"There is another one to die. Before Lu Zhi sent someone to challenge him, he was stabbed to death by the general."

The Hei family general was very useful and laughed:

"Bring my weapons and let me shoot them."

While speaking, he strode down the city.

But for a moment, the city gate opened a crack, and one person and one horse rushed out of the city.

The black-armored general pointed his sword at Zhang San and shouted loudly:

"I will report my name. I, Fu Kang'an's silver gun, will not kill the unknown."

Fukangan?

Qin Wen was stunned for a moment.

This guy is a famous general of the Qing Dynasty. It is said that he is the illegitimate son of Qianlong. He is extravagant.

Fucking shrimp, why did Fukangan go to the Yellow Turban camp?

In the last life, during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Zhang Jiao did indeed have a historical hero, but it was definitely not Fukangan.

But thinking about it carefully, Guan Hai had previously introduced himself as the third general of the Yellow Turbans.

The second should be Fukangan.

Xiao Yue and others naturally knew Fukang'an, and they couldn't help but worry.

"Lu Zi" took the first step: "Brother Ming, let Zhang San come back, but don't be beaten to death."

"Yes, yes, let him come back."

"Big Wind Blows" hurriedly echoed.

Qin Wen didn't speak, just smiled.

Xiao Yue stroked the horse's mane thoughtfully.

At the same time, Zhang San on the field said:

"Remember your grandfather's name is Zhang San."

With that said, he slapped the warhorse and rushed out with a burning stick in hand.

Chapter [-] Kill Fu Kang'an, the silver armor teenager plays

"court death!"

Seeing the enemy take the initiative to rush over, Fukangan smiled contemptuously, raised his sword and rode his horse to meet him.

The two sides approached quickly.

The speed of the warhorse is increased to the extreme.

Zhang San made a vertical split with the fire stick in his hand, and attacked directly towards Fukang'an's face.

Mixed with the sound of hunting wind, the fire stick fell.

The smile on Fukang'an's face disappeared, and he hurriedly held the fire stick with his gun.

This stick is heavy.

At the moment of contact with the spear, the spear was bent to the limit, almost touching Fukang'an's chest.

Fukangan tried his best to open the fire stick and stabbed Zhang San in the chest.

Zhang San swept away with a stick.

However, in a few minutes, the two fought for dozens of rounds.

click~

Suddenly, a small crack appeared in Fu Kang'an's gun barrel.

"What kind of stick are you?"

Fukangan gritted his teeth, what a hard stick.

"Fight, what nonsense!"

Zhang San's bull's eyes glared, and the fire stick in his hand slammed forward.

At the moment, the power rises to 89.

Looking at the stick zooming in front of him, Fukangan quickly lowered his head and stabbed the fire stick on his helmet.

The helmet was stabbed and fell to the ground.

Fukang'an was disheveled and extremely embarrassed.

"Ah... take a shot at me!"