Chapter 642: You're Looking for Death
"Mr. Yang is here, and Mr. Yang is rescuing us. Brothers, we can turn defeat into victory. Brothers, pick up your butcher's knives and kill!"
The other members of the team also saw Yang Mo and shouted excitedly. The tired body was once again filled with strength, and the weapons in his hands became sharper.
The shouts of killing shook the sky, one after another, but when they really rushed into the battlefield, something incomprehensible happened, and the enemy was defeated!
Hundreds, if not thousands, forced them to retreat one after another, the enemy fled.
It only took a few breaths for those people to fade like a tide.
Although they didn't understand, everyone's fighting spirit was still ignited, shouting and chasing.
"Stop chasing!"
Yang Mo shouted and scolded everyone.
Everyone was obedient, abandoned their opponents, and walked back.
Yang Mo glanced at it, there were less than twenty people, and none of the members of the Despair Clan were there. This discovery not only did not make him despair, but rather relieved.
He picked up the battle flag of Shushan from the ground and handed it to Lin Shuang: "I forgot to tell you, if you encounter danger next time, put down the battle flag, and someone will come to rescue you." ”
The handsome flag can't fall, and if it falls, it's defeat, but the battle flag can fall, that's a failure, and it's also a signal for help.
"I know!" Lin Jiang's thousand words turned into one sentence, and tears couldn't stop flowing.
"If you choose this path, you will inevitably experience this. Yang Mo patted Lin Shuang on the shoulder, and then stepped aside to mend those who had not died.
This is what must be done on the battlefield, one is to reduce the suffering of those people, and the other is to prevent people from being attacked by their juniors, as they did just now.
If it weren't for Yang Mo, if he had changed someone casually, he would have become a ghost at this moment.
Together with his teammates, Lin Shuang put together the bodies of his dead teammates and planted the battle flag aside. There were eleven corpses from three different teams. Everyone knelt on the side and saw them off.
Yang Mo sat aside and didn't bother. Anyone who goes to war for the first time needs a certain amount of time to accept this fact.
After about a few minutes, Lin Jiang walked towards Yang Mo: "The brothers of the Desperate Clan are not with us, they went..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a very rude voice.
"It turned out that Mr. Yang Mo was here, I said why did the enemy leave suddenly, we really have to thank Mr. Yang for helping us." A grim smile appeared on his face, and the team followed him, eleven people, no more and no less.
"Grim, you still have the face to come back. The people of the Shushan clan were furious, and they rushed forward together to question loudly.
Just now, they were together, in the same big team. But when the enemy arrived, these people broke through without saying a word, and even if they broke through without greeting, they deliberately led the encirclement to this side, which led to the tragedy just now.
If several teams stayed together, the loss would definitely not be so big that they would be able to hold out until Yang Mo arrived.
For these comrades-in-arms who fell into the ground, their hatred is even stronger than that of the enemy.
"What do you mean by this? Although we have broken away from the army, we have also led away some of the enemy, and I am still wounded, is it also wrong? Could it be that you are dead, and you will be buried with my brothers, will you be satisfied?"
"This is the battlefield, not the family, your brother is dead, to put it mildly, it's because you are too stupid, too rubbish. ”
The people of the two teams laughed together.
Of course, they didn't come back this time to compliment Yang Mo, but they just wanted to see how many people had died.
"Do you want to fight?"
The people of the Shushan clan were furious. The blood on the corpse was still warm, and they were so ridiculed, how could they accept it?
"He's not trying to fight, he's trying to die. At this time, Yang Mo, who had been silent, spoke indifferently.
Suddenly, the temperature in the air became much colder, making everyone shiver excitedly.
"Yang Mo, what do you mean by this? Do you want to put the death of these people on our heads? Or do you want to do something here?" asked in a stern and cold voice.
Admitting defeat in the ring does not mean that he is afraid of Yang Mo, and his strength, up to now, has not been fully revealed.
"The death of these people will naturally be counted on your head. Do you know what is the most taboo thing on the battlefield? If the generals are not in harmony, it is the whole army that will be hurt, and if the generals are not in harmony, it will inevitably bring destruction to the two teams, and if one person is not in harmony with the other, it will be themselves who will be hurt.
As soldiers, you should understand that no matter how much you hate and resent your comrade, when you are on the battlefield, he is your other life. You treat this place as a child's play, as a place for your personal vendettas. What qualifications do you have to speak up here?"
Yang Mo said as he pressed towards the grim past.
Today, he wants to make an example of chickens and monkeys. This is the first day, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that more people will die in vain.
"Haha. Yan Yan sneered: "Yang Mo, the explosion in Pingshan has not yet come, your task has not been completed, what qualifications do you have to reprimand others here?" You said that we harmed these people, okay, I admit that we have selfish intentions, and it is not wrong for us to want to save our lives and want to live." But you, you took the task but didn't complete it.
If you blow up Hirayama, the enemy army will be in chaos, and we will not have such a hard time. If you have to say who is the most guilty, then your sin is the greatest, and you are the culprit who killed them. ”
Boom!
Yang Mo flew up and kicked the grim over.
"Yang Mo, you dare to do it!" The team members immediately pulled out their weapons and aimed them at Yang Mo.
"Get out of the way, Lao Tzu will come and meet him personally. ”
Grim got up from the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He regretted it, so he should kill Yang Mo's majesty in the ring.
When everyone heard this, they dispersed together, but they were still tense.
"It's up to you, it's not qualified enough!"
Between the words, Yang Mo's soles were projected like cannonballs.
Look for death!
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his grim eyes, and the long knife was in his hand and slashed towards Yang Mo.
Fool, you shouldn't use your fists and feet, no matter how hard your bones are, they are no harder than sharp blades. With this knife, he wants to cut off Yang Mo's legs, and he wants to make this arrogant person completely disabled.
Boom!
After the contact, the long knife was broken by a kick, and the grim body flew out again.
At the same time as he landed, the soles of Yang Mo's feet also fell, and one leg was instantly twisted and deformed.