Chapter 78: Battle!
The two fellows below were level thirty-five and level thirty-six.
Their Talent Attributes were absurdly high, far surpassing the current Ma Chao.
Although Ma Chao could rely on his advantage as a fifth-tier general to fight above his level, even then, with his ability, he could at most contend with one of them. Fighting two alone?
That was still somewhat difficult.
Therefore, they had to wait. They had to wait until the players below had depleted a portion of those two fellows' health before the two of them entered the battle.
The fighting below was still continuing. Battle cries shook the heavens as the players of the Imperial Court faction were forced into retreat by the Yellow Turban players. More and more Yellow Turban players and soldiers climbed ladders and rushed up the walls, only to be beaten back down by the players defending from the advantageous position atop the walls.
After this repeated several times, Yellow Turban players and soldiers eventually managed to climb onto the battlements.
However, before they could even let out joyful shouts, in the next second, they were beheaded by the players defending the walls.
The flames of war spread from below the city to atop the walls, and more and more soldiers and players died.
Xiao Wen stood not far away, watching this scene without expression.
After a long while, he saw sweat seeping from Deng Mao and Cheng Zhiyuan's brows, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
The time had come.
"General, go. I leave the White Dragon Cavalry to you. You deal with Cheng Zhiyuan. Leave Deputy General Deng Mao to me!" Xiao Wen said.
Hearing this, Ma Chao immediately nodded to show he understood.
Afterward, Xiao Wen called Guo Ping over, instructed him to defend the city wall, and temporarily handed him command over the five hundred elite soldiers at the city gate.
Guo Ping's expression turned solemn, and he patted his chest, guaranteeing that he would complete the mission.
Then Xiao Wen took out the Tiger Token.
In the next moment, a tiger's roar rang out. Xiao Wen landed on Flying Tiger's back, his palm gently resting on the tiger's head.
The fierce tiger roared, spread its wings, and flew off, pouncing toward Deng Mao below the city wall.
Seeing this, Ma Chao also leapt down from the battlements and led the rested one thousand White Dragon Cavalry charging out.
The city gates, which the Yellow Turban Soldiers had failed to breach after a long assault, swung open. Before the attackers could charge in with joy, they saw a troop of silver-white iron cavalry rush out, directly smashing the foremost Yellow Turban Soldiers into minced flesh.
Ma Chao held the Profound Heaven Sky-Piercing Spear in hand, brave and unmatched as he charged forward with all his strength.
"Zhuo County defending general Ma Chao is here! Yellow Turban rebels, dismount and surrender at once!"
Ma Chao shouted fiercely and led his troops out, heading straight for Cheng Zhiyuan.
At the center of the battlefield, Cheng Zhiyuan heard the shout. His gaze landed on Ma Chao, his eyes narrowed slightly, and scarlet blood qi instantly emerged around his body.
Cheng Zhiyuan stared at Ma Chao, grinned, and revealed snow-white teeth. Coupled with the streaks of blood on his face, he looked especially ferocious.
"Yellow Turban main commander Cheng Zhiyuan brings the army to battle!"
Cheng Zhiyuan shouted in a low voice. Around him, the elite soldiers who had originally been encircling and suppressing the remnants of the Imperial Court faction stopped their attacks. Their gazes all turned toward Ma Chao and the one thousand White Dragon Cavalry behind him.
The Yellow Turban Soldiers blocking Ma Chao's path consciously spread out to the left and right, opening a passage and allowing Ma Chao to charge toward Cheng Zhiyuan.
And just as Ma Chao charged into the formation, the Yellow Turban Soldiers on both sides closed the passage again, trapping Ma Chao inside.
Either this general would forcefully carve a path out of the encirclement, or he would be surrounded within it until he died.
Battle!
With a low shout, Ma Chao thrust out the Profound Heaven Sky-Piercing Spear in his hand. Behind him, the battle intent of the White Dragon Cavalry surged upward and transformed into a white divine dragon. As it bared its fangs and brandished its claws, waves of dragon roars could be heard echoing by their ears.
Formation: Divine Dragon Descends upon the World!
The divine dragon danced wildly, slaughtering recklessly within the formation. In just a few breaths, thousands of soldiers were killed.
How could the strength of one thousand White Dragon Cavalry be compared to the previous five hundred White Dragon Cavalry recruits?
For military formation tactics, naturally, the more people there were, the greater the power.
Seeing this, Cheng Zhiyuan could no longer sit still. Watching one brother after another die, he gripped his saber, attacked in anger, and charged straight forward with a powerful stride.
In the next moment, the saber in his hand danced, directly slashing toward the legs of Claw Yellow Flying Lightning beneath Ma Chao.
Before Ma Chao could move, a neigh rang out.
Claw Yellow Flying Lightning raised both front hooves, its entire body standing upright as it directly avoided the horizontal slash.
And at the very moment Claw Yellow Flying Lightning evaded the strike, Ma Chao, seated on its back, gripped his spear and thrust straight forward.
The spear stabbed ahead. As battle intent condensed, the sound of tearing wind instantly rang out.
The sound had yet to arrive, but his Profound Heaven Sky-Piercing Spear had already stabbed toward Cheng Zhiyuan.
Cheng Zhiyuan's attack missed. He immediately knew something was wrong and hurriedly used the momentum of his swinging saber to drive his entire body into a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree spin, placing the saber in front of himself.
In the next second, a crisp ringing sound echoed.
Immediately afterward, a massive force came crashing over, but Cheng Zhiyuan blocked it all.
Parry. Health -1.
A red damage number flashed past, but Cheng Zhiyuan completely blocked Ma Chao's attack.
However, just as Cheng Zhiyuan thought he had fully blocked the strike, he happened to see the smile at the corner of Ma Chao's mouth.
A smile?
What was he smiling about?
The question flashed through his mind.
Before Cheng Zhiyuan could think further, he saw two crescent-shaped black shadows suddenly assault him, bringing with them the sound of tearing wind.
This was...
Horse hooves!
Dong!
A dull sound rang out. Claw Yellow Flying Lightning's two hooves came down together, cooperating with Ma Chao's spear as they struck Cheng Zhiyuan's saber at the same time.
At this moment, Cheng Zhiyuan was in the state where one breath had been drawn in but not yet released.
Facing this attack, how could he still have any spare strength to resist?
He could only watch helplessly as that pair of horse hooves fell, stepping onto the saber. Immediately afterward, an enormous force surged over, directly kicking him several meters backward.
Resist! Health -99.
Uh...
A textbook case of damage that was not high, but humiliation that was extremely strong!
Did no one see that this Yellow Turban commander was currently holding the saber hilt with one hand and supporting the back of the blade with the other, while the expression on his face was darker than the bottom of a pot?
"What a damned beast! You dare humiliate me like this! Once this general kills you, I will surely cut the beast beneath your crotch into eight pieces to vent the hatred in my heart!" Cheng Zhiyuan cursed loudly.
In the next moment, he shook his numb wrist and charged forward again, clashing with the battle-intent-filled Ma Chao.
Xiao Wen stood in the distance, taking in the entire scene, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
Especially when he saw Claw Yellow Flying Lightning's kick, the smile on his face grew even richer.
That stomp was excellent!
As expected of a heaven-rank mount.
As Ma Chao's level rose, this heaven-rank mount finally began to display the role it ought to have.
As Xiao Wen thought this, his gaze then moved forward and landed on Deng Mao, who was not far away and was preparing to go help.
He drove Flying Tiger forward and blocked Deng Mao's path.
"Who are you?" Deng Mao narrowed his eyes, his face full of wariness as he looked at Xiao Wen and Flying Tiger beneath him.
"The County Magistrate of Zhuo County, here to take the heads of you rebels!"
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