Chapter 38: Fighting Generals
"My spear is thirsty !"
Zhang Fei was about to go into battle with the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand, but Guo Hao quickly held Zhang Fei back.
Are you kidding? There are so many players on the opposite side. If you go out now, at most you can kill a few minions. What's the point?
After finally calming down Zhang Fei, Guo Hao rode forward and shouted, "I am Guo Pengju from Northern Liang. Who dares to come up and fight me?"
Zhang Niujiao on the top of the city wall was stunned for a long time. He didn't expect that the person coming out to fight was an alien. He hesitated for a moment.
"Niu Dazhi, you go!"
A Yellow Turban player rode out of the city on a warhorse and headed straight for Guo Hao, shouting, "Niu Dazhi is here, you lackey of the imperial court, prepare your death."
Guo Hao charged on his horse, and after less than three rounds of fighting, Niu Dazhi was knocked off his horse by a halberd and turned into white light and flew away.
"WhWhWhWhWhWhWh～"
The morale of the imperial court was greatly boosted and they couldn't help but cheer loudly!
"Who else wants to go?"
"Zhou Fengxian is willing to go and kill this thief!"
"Go" Zhang Niujiao uttered a word.
Another player headed straight for Guo Hao, but before he got close, he was blasted to pieces by Guo Hao's Sun and Moon Bow and flew away in a flash.
Guo Hao shouted, "That's all? I can beat three more!"
"hohohohohhoho~"
Seeing Guo Hao win two games in a row, the morale of the imperial court reached its peak. As long as Guo Hao adds a morale boost, the troops will surely be in high spirits and gain attribute bonuses.
Zhang Niujiao's face looked a little ugly. Zhou Fengxian and Niu Dazhi were already the more powerful Yellow Turban players in Gaoyi City. The more powerful ones were all around the Great Sage. He had no one else to send, but he was the one who initiated this duel, and he was in a dilemma.
"That general is willing to take action and kill this guy!" Zhang Niujiao narrowed his eyes, and the anger in his heart broke through the sky.
When everyone fights against NPCs, you, the player, don't play by the rules at all.
The Yellow Turban general Wu Lin jumped out on his horse and said, "I am willing to go!"
Zhang Niujiao looked at the other generals around him, as if asking whose subordinates he belonged to.
He Yi beside him said quickly: "He is a brave general under my command. He turned out to be a ranger from Yingchuan. He is skilled in martial arts and can kill the enemy."
"go!"
Zhang Niujiao nodded with satisfaction. They couldn't lose the third battle.
Seeing Commander Qu nod, Wu Lin rushed out waving his broadsword, "Wu Lin is here, you dog official, give me your life."
Seeing that the person coming was just a supporting general, Guo Hao began to get excited. With his popularity, he could fight against third-rate generals for more than thirty rounds. This supporting general was just right to be his opponent.
The two men fought for several rounds without a clear winner. Guo Hao felt a little depressed. The last time he fought with Han Zhong for more than thirty rounds, he thought he could be comparable to the supporting generals, but he didn't expect that he couldn't defeat him with his martial arts.
Seeing that conventional means were useless, Guo Hao no longer insisted. He was not some martial arts fanatic who insisted on pursuing a fair fight.
Guo Hao forced Wu Lin to retreat, and then attacked with Ice Slash and Sun and Moon Bow together. Wu Lin was unable to defend himself and was exposed, so Guo Hao stabbed him in the chest and killed him with one halberd.
Guo Hao used his halberd to pick up Wu Lin's body and shouted loudly: "Who else, who else!"
"hohohohohohoho"
Three consecutive duels between generals completely polarized the morale of the Yellow Turban Army and the imperial army. The imperial army was in high spirits, while the Yellow Turbans were in despair.
Zhang Niujiao was furious and shouted, "Go and kill him!"
Three consecutive failures in battles with generals made him, as a commander, lose face. Moreover, he had seen all the changes in the troops under his command. If no one could kill Guo Hao, it would be difficult for him to defend the city of Gaoyi.
At this moment, Zhang Niujiao hated his decision so much that he didn't know why he was possessed by the devil and thought of fighting with generals.
"Don't worry, General. I'm here to kill this villain." A Yellow Turban leader suddenly stepped out from behind Zhang Niu Jiao.
Zhang Niujiao nodded in agreement. The one who spoke was Guan Hai, whose fighting ability was several points stronger than his own. The dog official under the city was not even a military general. Although he killed Wu Lin with his magic, it was a dream for him to deal with Guan Hai.
Seeing Guan Hai's aggressive attitude, Guo Hao deliberately tried to test him, "I will not kill nameless ghosts with my halberd. Can you please leave your name?"
"I am Guan Hai, damn official, go to hell"
Guan Hai’s spear and horse were swift, and he rushed over like .
Guo Hao was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and attacked with Xuanbing Zhan and Sun and Moon Linking Bow at the same time, but they were chopped apart by Guan Hai's sword.
"Yide, it's up to you!" When Guo Hao heard Guan Hai's name, he knew he couldn't beat him, so he quickly asked for help from his close friend.
Zhang Fei was extremely excited and shouted, "I am Zhang Yide from Yan. Yellow Turban rebels, please dismount and surrender immediately."
A thunderous sound exploded on the battlefield, and the low morale of the Yellow Turbans on the city wall actually added three points of fear.
Zhang Fei, holding the Zhangba Snake Spear, pulled out a phantom of the sword in his hand and rushed towards Guan Hai without hesitation.
Guan Hai was shocked by Zhang Fei's shout, but as a top second-rate general, it was impossible for him to be defeated so easily. Naturally, he summoned all his strength and stabbed out with a spear.
"Come on!" Zhang Fei was delighted. The man on the opposite side was definitely a master, but he definitely couldn't beat him.
The two men fought for ten rounds, and the sound of metal clashing echoed in everyone's ears.
"Guan Hai, take my move!"
Zhang Fei gathered his internal energy and roared loudly. A black light appeared, and with a roar, the place where the fight took place was filled with dust.
Except for Zhang Fei's final shout, no more sound was heard from the battlefield where Zhang Fei and Guan Hai were fighting.
As a gust of wind swept by, Zhang Fei walked out carrying the unconscious Guan Hai and roared at the Yellow Turbans opposite again.
The Yellow Turban soldiers, who were well aware of Guan Hai's fighting ability, were trembling with fear and could hardly hold their weapons. In their eyes, Guan Hai, who was like a god of war, was easily defeated by the black-faced man below.
"Kill!" The moment Zhang Fei appeared carrying Guan Hai, Guo Hao immediately encouraged his soldiers, then jumped out on his horse and commanded his troops to start charging.
Zhang Fei threw Guan Hai to the soldiers behind him and rushed towards Gaoyi City with spear in hand.
This was a plan that Guo Hao and Zhang Fei had discussed beforehand. They would first deal a heavy blow to the morale of the Yellow Turbans and then lead the army straight ahead.
A war without any technical content broke out. The soldiers under the city didn't even have time to close the gate before they saw Zhang Fei approaching them.
Frightened by Zhang Fei's devilish aura, the Yellow Turbans guarding the gate fled in panic. Zhang Fei rushed into the city. Although he was forced back by hundreds of arrows and even hit by two arrows, he bought time for the army to enter the city. The most troublesome siege stage of the siege was skipped.
The imperial army and the Yellow Turban Army engaged in street fighting in the city. Relying on Zhang Fei's unparalleled sharpness, no one could stop him wherever he went.
He Yi, He Man, Liu Pi...a group of so-called Yellow Turban generals, were as weak as fledgling chickens in front of Zhang Fei.
Even Zhang Fei had the energy to capture them alive, and he captured seven or eight Yellow Turban generals in succession, and only stopped when the Yellow Turbans were defeated.
