I got excited and entered my own game save file.

No, because the spearmen on the opposite side were already poking the tip of their spears in his face.

Unlike his comrades-in-arms who were stiff and ate the attack from the opposite side, Ling Xiao subconsciously dodged and let the spearman poke in the air. The spearman was also a fool, he didn't know how to change his moves, he actually put away his gun directly, and looked at Ling Xiao vigilantly, circling around him.

If you don't say it's a weed in the mowing game, the attack method is clumsy and stupid, and the desire to attack is very low.

However, Ling Xiao really had to thank this mentally retarded combat system now: the spear had just grazed past his ear, and he could hear the fierceness of the wind clearly, and he knew too well how much force was used on the other side of this stab. Although he had noticed early on that the battle between the minions on both sides was like this, giving the enemy a few hits from time to time in the boring two-person turn, and the health bar was only cut a little, Ling Xiao didn't dare to bet - he wasn't sure if he would suffer more damage to the health bar, and whether the enemy's attack would cause corresponding pain.

Ling Xiao raised his sword and looked at the spearman. In order to keep his face to face with his opponent as a precaution, he also followed the pace of the spearmen in circles.

It was so exciting, and the great fear made the teenager sweat.

Ling Xiao's heart was pounding, and he tightened his spirit, for fear of missing any of the other party's small moves.

Soon, the spearmen shouted loudly and continued to attack. This time, Ling Xiao dodged much more calmly, and a cat body slid to the spearman's side, and his survival instinct made him take the sword and slash horizontally at the spearman's waist without a trace of hesitation.

It was a wonderful feel: there was not a trace of blood flying out, and there were no wounds on the spearman's body, but Ling Xiao did feel that he had slashed into the flesh. And as Ling Xiao's sword slashed, the sound effect of the strike in the game also burst out, with a splash of sparks from the special effects in the game, the little soldier screamed in pain and leaned back, was beaten a little stiff, and the blood bar on his head was also cut some.

Good opportunity!

Ling Xiao held his breath, puffed up, and then held the sword in both hands, like a mad dog, and slashed through it with seven or eight swords in a row, until a pawn on the opposite side slashed a sword, forcing him to retreat, and he stopped. Seeing that about one-eighth of the red blood bar on the spearman's head had been cut off, a little excitement suddenly arose from Ling Xiao's great fear, causing the corners of his mouth to rise slightly.

The

miscellaneous soldiers in the unparalleled world are Tie Hanhan is good, but as a traverser, he is the only one with brains in this pile of miscellaneous soldiers on the scene!

While regaining his courage, Ling Xiao's mind was also much clearer. Suddenly, he stepped forward again, kicked away the foot soldier who was circling around him, and swung his sword again at the spearman. The spearmen would have only used spears to stab without brains, and they didn't know how to sweep, but this was returned by the close quarters of the short soldiers, and they instantly lost the strength to fight back, and they were soon cut by Ling Xiao and fell to the ground and dissipated.

Entering the gun with a single knife was originally a technical job that only the masters of the masters dared to do, but now it was said that Ling Xiao, a kind of martial arts with zero foundation, had been realized in the world of combat fools per capita.

After killing the spearmen, Ling Xiao's hands were already sour, but seeing more enemy soldiers killed, he didn't want to think about it when he had just found his state, he rubbed his arms and wrists to rest for a while, and then danced the mad dog sword technique to kill the general. In an instant, Ling Xiao was like a god of war possessed, and became the most beautiful cub on the battlefield: in the past, the unparalleled miscellaneous soldiers were very good one-on-one, but he was good, with his super desire to fight and the agility to dodge every move, he was stunned to fight with ten foot soldiers.

Of course, it was really difficult to deal with ten people without injury. After all, Ling Xiao was just a crispy college student who liked outdoor sports and had experience in group fights in his previous life, and he really fought with ten soldiers on the right track, even if there were only ten demented enemies on the other side, Ling Xiao was still unprepared, and he had some colors on his body. He also finally realized the grievance of being beaten upright: he was completely out of his control, and after just being stabbed, his body twitched back unnaturally, leaving a bigger flaw for the enemy to attack.

As for the pain, it didn't matter, if it weren't for the lack of blood in the Peerless World, Ling Xiao would have looked like a Rakshasa demon by now.

What Ling Xiao didn't notice was that with his fierce performance, the originally indifferent expressions of the surrounding soldiers suddenly changed slightly. The enemy infantry began to tremble, and the friendly soldiers became more and more excited, and at the same time, the health bar reduction caused by the attacks of both sides also changed. Gradually, Ling Xiao's attack power and desire to attack increased, and the offensive of the Yellow Turban Rogues became weaker and weaker.

Those soldiers began to be the same as Ling Xiao, even if they were less to more, they still started a one-sided attack on the enemy. The unparalleled miscellaneous soldiers of this generation rarely could parry, so it was difficult to hear the crisp sound of swords colliding on the battlefield, instead there was a noisy sound of blows, mixed with the killing sound of the sergeants, which filled Ling Xiao's ears.

Ling Xiao's eyes were red, and the only thought now was to fight. If he wants not to be killed inexplicably in this inexplicable time-traveling drama, all he can do is fight, attack, and kill, and the only motivation and purpose is to survive.

One was cut down in front of him, and another one was killed on the left. Dodging his slash, he just took advantage of the opportunity to stab the ...... on the right

In the chaotic battle, Ling Xiao's analysis of the battlefield and fighting moves was still clear, which may have a lot to do with his habitual preference for walking through the wilderness outdoors in the real world. To be honest, although he was admitted to a good book with excellent results, Ling Xiao was not a "good student" in the traditional sense. When he didn't settle down to prepare for the third year of high school, he was also a person who liked to go out and fight with people for the sake of his brother's righteousness. Although the moves I learned from my gangster friends are not very powerful, they are better than they can basically cope with team battles.

Ling Xiao didn't have any extra time and energy to calculate how many he had killed, he only had one measurement standard, that is, to empty all the enemies within a radius of five steps and maintain basic safety, and this was about the same as fighting all the time on the battlefield where the men and horses on both sides were constantly rushing and moving.

I don't know how long later, a cold female voice came from afar.

"The enemy will give the head!".

It's Xintao, she just killed the chief of the bandit army.

The girl's announcement was the last strong wind before the avalanche, instantly destroying the morale of the enemy army that had been defeated by Ling Xiao's team. The bandit army, which had begun to be afraid, finally could not hold it anymore, screamed, and fled in all directions, completely losing the will to fight.

Ling Xiao subconsciously caught up, but ran out dozens of steps, and suddenly a horse's hooves galloped behind him. As soon as Ling Xiao turned around, someone immediately flew down and grabbed him.

"That's enough, poor Kou Mo chase. "

Xin Tao looked at this young man who seemed to be the same age as herself, and read the consternation in the other party's eyes, which was not surprised. Speculating that the boy would not pursue again, she let go, whistled, and called back the war horse that had just rushed out quite far with inertia. After the war horse was in place, Xintao buckled the reins and flew on the horse, only then did he bow his head and look at Ling Xiao again.

"I saw it from up there just now, and it was a good fight - but, watch this. "

She reached out and pointed to the blood bar above her head.

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, only to suddenly find that his blood bar had dropped to only one-third at some point. The great fear of dying returned to Ling Xiao's mind along with calmness, and he was horrified.

Ling Xiao was about to thank Xintao, but Xintao had already shook the iron folding fan that he used as a weapon and rode away.