The God of the Three Kingdoms

In the middle of the ring.

At this time, Huang Zhong and Zhao Yun's body armor had been dyed red with blood, and Wu Qi, who was closest to the stone tablet, was not in such a mess.

The three of them looked a bit unbearable, but their mental state was still at its peak; after all, the highest rank of the pawns attacking and killing them was only seventh rank, and even ten times more pawns could not break through their defense.

It was just that it was really not in the character of the three to keep defending like this, so Huang Zhong asked Wu Qi impatiently.

"Military counselor, can we only keep defending like this?"

Wu Qi frowned, the situation in front of him was already clear to him, rashly going out they might be able to take another city, but because of the numbers they would not have the extra troops to defend those cities.

"Well, for the time being, we can only hold on until they don't dare to touch us!"

Huang Zhong is a holy general after all, and although intelligence is not his strong point, he can still understand the current situation, but it's not his style to take a beating without being able to fight back.

"Hey, it's a pity that there are barracks in this city but not even a single person, otherwise we could convert a few pawns first to take the brunt of it."

Huang Zhong's whining illustrates the biggest trouble they are facing right now, no extra population is almost an extinction blow in such a Cold War era, Huang Zhong doesn't even expect there to be soldiers in this broken city, he even just needs the city to be manned, but unfortunately, the ring is empty, and when it says no one is there, there is absolutely no one!

The chat between Huang Zhong and Wu Qi did not last long, as they soon sensed again that a large group of soldiers were coming towards their location.

"Why are these people so stupid? They don't go to other places to fight, but they catch us here.

Lin Xiaodie could not hear Huang Zhong's complaints, but the predicament that Huang Zhong and the others were facing was something that Lin Xiaodie could see.

Huang Zhong's guess was right, the strongest of them in the previous tournament was attacked by everyone, and here, the weakest of them in terms of overall strength was attacked by others.

The only difference is that unlike the tournament, not all of their enemies have joined forces this time.

As for the remaining six, there were those who stayed behind to watch the tiger fight, and those who had already sent troops but were unwilling to come back after suffering losses.

At this time, among the three-party alliance, a big man with eyes around his neck was standing on his horse and leading his troops toward Huang Zhong and the others.

"General Zhang, do you have any reliable plans for our trip to the City of Three?

It was a coincidence that the ring-eyed man was also surnamed Zhang, or even called Zhang Fei, but unfortunately, this man was just a farmer and did not have any so-called characters, so naturally he was not the third brother of the imperial uncle, Zhang Yide.

The question, however, was asked by a pale skinned young general on the left hand side of General Zhang Fei.

Obviously, these two men did not belong to the same city, so the tone of voice could be heard a little bit of the young general's dissatisfaction.

Fake Zhang Fei did not rush to answer the question, but instead looked at the general on his right.

The general on Fake Zhang Fei's right was eight feet tall, with a handsome face, and if one were to just look at his face, there would probably be many beautiful women who would be willing to fall into his arms, but unfortunately, his waist was also eight feet huge!

Such an eight-foot tall man with an eight-foot waist would probably cry out in his heart if a normal person saw him at first glance, "What a big gyro! He laughed out loud involuntarily, just like the young general to Zhang Fei's left, who could not control his emotions even though he had met him many times.

But in the middle, the fake Zhang Fei's eyes revealed a rare hint of scruples, and upon hearing the white-faced young general's inquiry, the fake Zhang Fei turned toward the gyroscopic general and asked.

"General Qian Fu, do you have any good strategies?"

The round Qian Fu suddenly heard the fake Zhang Fei's question and was first shocked, then returned with a humble face.

"My lord had made it clear before we set out that I should only follow the orders of the two generals on this trip, and that I should not be clever enough to dictate to the generals what to do!".

Fake Zhang Fei's right eye jumped imperceptibly, his long military experience made him feel that the person in front of him was extraordinary, but unfortunately, it seemed that this person was completely unwilling to reveal his abilities, in fact, a person like him would actually be more convenient for his command, but it would also be detrimental to his ability to bring out the strongest battle force of the entire army.

As for the white-faced young general, in the eyes of the fake Zhang Fei, he was nothing more than a clown.

The alliance of the three cities is finally approaching, and the white-faced young general in the team has been temporarily subdued by the fake Zhang Fei in a few words, and the three armies, which were still somewhat alienated, have now become one.

But when the fake Zhang Fei saw the three defenders with his own eyes, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "If I had been the brave and fierce Zhang Yide, I might have had a chance to break this game!

The attack of the alliance of the three cities could not be hidden from the perception of the three holy generals, and of course, the alliance of the three cities did not deliberately hide their tracks.

The battle unfolded very quickly, and as soon as they made contact, the fake Zhang Fei commanded a strong shield troop and a sharpshooter to meet them.

Although many cities had already sent troops to attack Wu Qi and the others, no one would be so kind as to divulge the information they knew, so they had to come in person to find out what the other side was up to.

The strong shield soldiers with their large shields in their hands protected the archers as they slowly approached Zhao Yun and the archers nervously used their eyes to measure the distance between them and the other three, as soon as they were in range, the arrows in their hands, which could take lives in an instant, would turn into a rainstorm and wash over them!

Close, 30 meters to go, 30 meters to go for the marksmen to reach effective range! The sharpshooters' eyes grew brighter and brighter, but they also grew more and more tense, after all, surrounded by those three were all corpses, corpses all over the place, and even by their sides there were many body parts appearing!

A minute passed and the Shield Team had successfully advanced a distance of ten meters, at which point everyone's hearts and minds had turned into a taut string that could break in two with the slightest touch!

Another ten meters of advancement, the effective range of the Shield Team was about to be reached, but they were getting closer and closer to the three men, eight meters, five meters, three meters, and suddenly, a gust of wind came from afar, and then Fake Zhang Fei and the others saw a figure appear in their Shield Team, and immediately, a storm formed of flesh and blood swept over the entire Shield Team!