Yun Ting returned to the camp, followed by a small group of DDA players, of course. This move inevitably fell into the eyes of the players who were watching from a distance, and their minds were active, and they were going to take advantage of this to come in and find out the news. Yun Ting didn't come out again, but stayed in the camp.

Befriending the Han Shuanglong Club was his temporary idea, which is the same as investing in the brocade thief before, which is Yunting's investment in potential players. This money is nothing to Yun Ting, so even if it is lost, it will not lose much, but once the first two develop, Yun Ting's gains are dozens or hundreds of times that of what he paid! Why not do such a business?

"Ahh Gan Xing, who was far away for an unknown number of miles, sneezed and sprayed the snot on the face of the enemy in front of him.

"Who misses me? It stands to reason that if it was a beautiful woman, I should be quite happy in my subconscious, but why am I a little chilled? Could it be a cold? Gan Xing said with a frown, stretched out his left hand and wiped the snot under his nose.

"What do you see? Haven't you seen a handsome guy? Oh, I see! Gan Xing slashed at the blade of the enemy who was using the sword rungs in front of him, causing the latter's face to turn red, and a mouthful of blood spurted forward.

"You must be scolding me! Definitely! You see, I am still dissatisfied with a mouthful of blood, and I am stabbed! Gan Xing roared angrily, and couldn't help but unleash Huang Zhong's tiger roar!

"Wow!" Another mouthful of blood, the Yellow Turban Squad Leader fell to the ground, and his sword-wielding arm trembled.

"I ......," he muttered, trying to say something, but the blood that flowed from his mouth became more and more, and it flowed down wantonly. He didn't know what kind of nerves the person in front of him was, but he didn't want to die of an unknown injustice, so he tried very hard to speak.

"Holy! I also want to curse you Uncle Gan before the temporary! I cut, I cut! I'll cut! ”

So, under Gan Xing's knife, there was another ghost who died unjustly, and until he died, his eyes were open, and he didn't blink an eye. But in Gan Xing's eyes, this is called the soul-chasing dazzling curse method, so the face of the team leader who is not blind is wrapped in a **** again. No, it's muddy. And the reason is just that Yun Ting muttered a sentence to Gan Xing.

Yun Ting stood in his camp, and he couldn't help but nod as he looked around. At this time, the camp was already on a rough scale, and because it was a temporary camp, it was not too elaborate. However, for a temporary station, this is not bad, at least in terms of Yun Ting's expectations for it.

There are more than a dozen vigilant soldiers left at the gate of this temporary barracks, and they don't even put back their horses outside the center. Although the game has been in place for so long, there are still very few people who own horses, after all, the number of horses is less and more expensive the further south you go. If you can get a horse, who doesn't hide it in a precious place? Not to mention the cavalry in formation, so Yun Ting was not afraid of them rushing to the camp. If there were really local tyrants who used cavalry to charge into battle, Yun Ting believed that it would not be him who was crying, but those local tyrants.

The fence around the camp is also very simple, and in times of war, it can be said that if you are roped by the enemy, you will fall down if you pull it. That's it, how good is a makeshift camp? Only stay for a day or two, not to mention that the opponent is a player, don't bother too much, no matter how much effort you put into management, it will be abandoned in a few days.

However, Yun Ting thought to himself, but the camping speed and skills of these Yellow Turban Soldiers still need to be greatly improved. He didn't give him an order, and they set up such a simple and simple camp.

It doesn't matter now, when all parts of the country react and many heroes start to fight against the yellow turban wave, it will be miserable. A stealing battalion, Yun Ting believed that his army of more than 3,000 people was not enough for others to swallow in one bite.

Those people are all rich people, not as poor as the players. Even if you don't have money, you have the strength to do it, as long as you rush the camp, this simple camp tent will be directly captured. Not to mention that there are cavalry, there is no need to burn grain and grass, and it is like killing sheep directly by driving people.

He looked at the soldiers who were making a fire to make food, and his mood fluctuated slightly, this is the capital he relied on to rise the Three Kingdoms!

More than 3,000 people, not much, for the aboriginal forces, for the Yellow Turban Army. There are also a lot, for players, for those Three Kingdoms characters who are just starting to emerge, for Yunting. Some people, give a piece of sunshine he can be brilliant, one person can rise a country, there are many people, it doesn't matter, as long as he has the ability, then fewer people can have more people, this is business.

Originally, Yunting's starting point should have been higher, but it was only because he killed **** Yi and was not trusted and valued in the Yellow Turban Army, so he got so many Yellow Turban Army of more than 3,000 people. But for Yun Ting, these are nothing, the so-called attention, trust, I am afraid that in the Yellow Turban Army, it will die faster! For Yun Ting, the current status quo is not bad, if he stays in the whirlpool, not to mention the elbow, he, the legendary double agent, may have to face the double blow of the brave generals of the Three Kingdoms and the Yellow Turban Army!

Just like the arrow that was shot at Yun Ting in Luoyang City at the beginning, it is definitely not something that he and the player can resist now. Yun Ting knew very well that the half-catty human escape technique he had learned, in front of those people, was quite magical, but it was still not enough to see, if he really met any famous general, he was afraid that he would die immediately.

He looked at his own camp and suddenly felt a lot of emotion, this is everything that belongs only to him. The camp, and the people who were busy in the camp, were in contact with him. Before that, he was a small player single-handedly, and now he is a small lord or prince.

They are Yun Ting's subordinates, but they are also brothers who trust Yun Ting in life and death, whether it is the emperor, the princes, or the lords on the battlefield, they are all brothers who trust the soldiers in life and death, which cannot be erased. Soldiers rely on the decisions of the generals to fight, and generals rely on the soldiers to fight and complete decisions, all of which complement each other. No matter who you are, there are only brothers, and there are only two words in the battlefield, life and death are also things that brothers can give.

This is the realization of Yun Ting in his previous life, and now this camp is his country, and it is his everything. And his brother is the Oneiroi machine, Yun Xian, the toad who eats the phoenix, and the more than 3,000 Yellow Turban soldiers.

(End of chapter)