Over ninety thousand Yellow Turban warriors emerged like tigers from the mountain, launching fierce attacks on nearby enemy forces. Almost no single Ancient Fir tribesman could withstand more than a few blows under their assault.
Most importantly, these Yellow Turban warriors possessed terrifyingly high defense. Attacks that could previously inflict over a hundred thousand damage on the Ancient Fir tribe were now reduced to single digits, or even a forced one point of damage.
This was Ye Yun's second mighty general. While perhaps still a step behind Wang Chen, his strength after this battle would undoubtedly rank third within the Dragon Palace!
"Heh heh, boss, I still have plenty of resources. Can you give me more辟谷丹 (Bigu Pills)?" While Ye Yun was lost in thought, Mu Zi Ming, before Xie Yi Feng and a few others arrived, quickly asked Ye Yun for more 辟谷丹.
They could obtain a considerable amount of 辟谷丹 each week, but Mu Zi Ming was now clearly severely lacking. Ye Yun was not stingy, directly trading him over a dozen high-grade and more than a hundred good-grade 辟谷丹. "That's good. Don't forget me when you're successful in the future," Ye Yun teased, looking at the gleeful Mu Zi Ming.
"Thank you, boss! Boss, rest assured, if you say go east, I'll never go west. If you ask us to kill chickens, I'll never kill ducks."
"Alright, I'll leave this place to you. Also, when you become powerful, don't forget the brothers who went through thick and thin with you. And don't just improve your attribute points; remember to improve your talents too," Ye Yun said, his Flowing Wind Wings stirring as he vanished from the battlefield.
With Mu Zi Ming here, the safety of Feng Le City was more than assured. Under the reflection of Mu Zi Ming's own stats, the current Yellow Turban warriors could face ordinary warriors of these alien natives with a one-in-a-hundred advantage.
Over ninety thousand Yellow Turban warriors, what a terrifying combat power!
On the city walls, all the reserve team members and Dragon Palace members sat scattered about, gazing at the battlefield that was constantly moving further away, speechless for a long time.
After five consecutive hours of fighting, except for a few high-level individuals with sufficiently powerful stats, almost everyone's spirits were exhausted.
"Sigh, this is great. This fellow Mu Zi Ming, usually so quiet, turned out to be the strongest among us now," Xie Yi Feng said, sitting on the city wall, his feet dangling in the air.
"Who would have thought? This guy is too good at hiding. When we get back to Blue Star, we must make him treat us." Chen Jia Mao, standing beside him, also grumbled in dissatisfaction.
"We're all from the same team, what difference does it make who is in the first legion? What's the point of fighting over it?" Jin Zhi Yuan said, standing nearby, controlling nearly ninety pets to attack the Ancient Fir tribe members in the air.
Chen Jia Mao and Xie Yi Feng, one a mage and the other an archer, were now too far from the city walls for their attacks to reach. Therefore, this battle had become Mu Zi Ming's solo show. Occasionally, Jin Zhi Yuan's pets would draw gasps of surprise from the reserve team members.
These two edge class professions had completely overshadowed the mainstream combat classes in this war, much to the envy of the Dragon Palace members.
Just as everyone was chatting idly on the city wall, Zhou Ning Dong's voice suddenly came through the combat command channel.
"A large number of new enemy forces have appeared in the teleportation array. All players on the city walls, prepare for battle!"
"Nani, they're still coming? I'm so sick of seeing these guys I could puke!"
"What's wrong? You don't want free stuff? If you don't want it, I'll go."
"Damn it, am I afraid? I'll stand there and let them attack for an hour, and they still won't be able to take half my health," Chen Jia Mao said, grabbing his staff and looking at Xie Yi Feng with disdain.
Compared to Xie Yi Feng, an archer who pursued extreme offense, Chen Jia Mao the mage had defense comparable to a tank, and his offense was not low either.
"Hmph, no matter how high your defense is, it's just one more arrow in my eyes. As for you, in my eyes, you're just squishy." Although Xie Yi Feng's defense was low, he possessed an archer skill that lifesteals. Therefore, he might look fragile, but if they couldn't kill him in two hits, he could indeed kite them to death.
Those who hadn't died three times were almost all from the reserve team. The four thousand members had rushed too fiercely earlier, and all of them had died three times. If they died again, they would enter a weakened state. However, this did not affect ranged professions attacking from the city walls.
"What the hell is that?!"
Jin Zhi Yuan stood behind a Golden Winged Eagle, looking at a mass of pitch-black things pouring out of the teleportation array, instantly filling the entire sky. The sheer density made her, who suffered from trypophobia, feel uneasy all over.
"Damn it! They're all flying units! How the hell are we supposed to play this game?!" Xie Yi Feng, the archer, had sharp eyes. Seeing the swarm of fist-sized, insect-like creatures in the air, he was on the verge of collapse.
On the ground, they had Mu Zi Ming's ninety thousand Yellow Turban warriors. They were confident of defending the city against any number of ground troops, but what was this tens of thousands of flying insects?
"Damn it, why are you all staring blankly? Ranged attackers, attack! They're almost at the city walls!" Chen Jia Mao, seeing the stunned people, cursed loudly.
These flying insects were extremely fast. In just a few dozen seconds, they crossed the entire battlefield and charged towards the players on the city walls. Fortunately, there were city defense structures, which automatically constructed the first layer of defense for them.
"Damn it, I knew what it was. It's the Zerg! This is too disgusting!" Xie Yi Feng nocked and loosed his arrow. Each release sent six light arrows flying from his hand, simultaneously attacking six targets. He shot down the closest six creatures that had broken through the city defenses.
"Zerg! Could it be from that big game?"
On the city walls, everyone's expression jolted upon hearing Xie Yi Feng's exclamation.
Even more terrifying was the battlefield below. Tens of thousands of Zerg, only forty to fifty centimeters long, swarmed over the bodies of the Yellow Turban warriors. Although the damage was almost negligible, the sight was truly chilling.
Ye Yun saw all of this. He was currently sitting in the Qi Tian Tower, with his legs crossed, watching the giant screen as if he were watching an epic doomsday movie.