Chapter 296: The First Battle

Xue Huaizhong and Jin Dazhou's figures were already shrouded in a man and a horse like a black iron tower, and the opponent's overlord spear was spinning at an extremely fast speed in the air like a windmill.

The sound of the hunting wind filled the ears of everyone present, like a thunderstorm and black clouds in the sky that were about to destroy the city!

With Zhi Xingshuai shouting, the overlord spear slashed down, this heavy and thick iron spear actually rotated like a soft whip, and the barrel of the gun was arc-shaped because the speed was too fast and the power was too great.

Xue Huaizhong had no way to escape, so he hurriedly held the shield in both hands, mustered up his bravery, and urged his "strong body" strength to the apex, facing the momentum of this overlord gun.

"Bang"

With a dull crashing sound, Xue Huaizhong was already like a spinning top that had been pumped off the ground, like a round ball on the ground, tumbling and falling and flying out more than ten zhang away, and then looking at the thick iron shield, it had been folded in half, like a river mussel with an open shell.

Xue Huaizhong was whipped by the blow of this overlord spear, his arms that had been shocked were broken, blood was spitting out from his mouth, his body was hit by this huge force, his ribs were broken, his internal organs were broken, and he couldn't live anymore.

Xue Huaizhong was swept away by a blow, and Jin Dazhou behind him panicked, he didn't expect that his eldest brother, an iron card that could block thousands of troops, would be held with a gun in one hand, like a child whipping a spinning top, and he would be drawn out more than ten zhang away with one blow.

And his own muddy iron point steel gun has been a lonely bet, there is no inch in his hand, and he was stunned, Na Zhi Xingshuai was already very disgusted with this sudden sneak attack and plot of Jin Dazhou, and as soon as he urged the war horse, this huge black horse rushed forward, like an angry beast.

Under this tower-like fierce general's war horse, the burly Jin Dazhou looked so small, and the black horse was also covered in layers of iron armor, and one person and one horse were like an iron mountain, crashing into Jin Dazhou's body.

"Bang"

I saw a figure flying backwards like an arrow, comparable to the most brilliant strength in the world, comparable to the most exquisite light skill in the world.

It's just that the person who flies upside down, his body is already crooked, and he doesn't spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, and his whole body is like a rag doll, and he has no breath in the air.

It was the Golden Continent that was knocked away by the black horse!

Yang Zhanbei, who was in the distance, was about to split, seeing that his two brothers of the opposite sex were killed in an instant, and there was no horn bow in his hand, but he was still trapped, and rushed forward, reaching out to draw his black feather arrow from the quiver, and shooting at the opponent with the technique of throwing the arrow.

Zhi Tianyun killed two strong enemies in an instant, and when he heard the sound of wind behind him, he didn't look back, and with a flick of his hand, the overlord spear that was three feet and seven inches in his hand had already been thrown out of his hand.

This overlord spear was like a dragon in the air, and the strong wind that stirred up scattered the impact of those hand-throwing arrows on all sides, and in an instant, it had already arrived in front of Yang Zhanbei, and there was no power left to dodge again.

"Poof"

With a soft sound, Yang Zhanbei was still rushing forward, but a transparent hole the size of a skull had exploded on his chest, and his feet were still running, but the person had no vitality, his eyes had become dazed, and he ran a few steps, and he couldn't get up anymore.

These three brothers have been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and they don't know how many murderous battles they have gone through, and they don't know how many strong enemies they have defeated, but in front of this Zhi Xingshuai, they are as fragile as children, and in an instant, the three of them have been killed in front of the battle.

The remaining more than 200 thieves couldn't help but feel gallant, what is the ability of the three leaders who command themselves, the thieves all know it, they didn't think that there were such heroes and heroes in Hulu Mountain, all of them had no fighting spirit, and they just wanted to escape.

At this time, the group of dragons had no leader, the formation was already scattered, and only a shout was heard, and the gang of thieves rushed towards the valley mouth together.

Shibayuki raised his hand high and waved it down.

"Kill!"

With this "kill", the formation of the three thousand ironclad army has changed, and the circle has quickly narrowed and besieged, among the two hundred thieves, most of them are people with some strength and ability, and there are more than a dozen masters, at this time, they rushed towards the direction of the valley together, like a group of evil ghosts fighting for food for a while, and like beasts being hunted and hunted.

Zhi Xingshuai has withdrawn from the circle, looking at his 3,000 ironclad army, accepting the first experience in his life and accepting the test of the first battlefield. He did not command, but left the freedom of battle to his officers.

I only heard the sound of a bang in the ironclad army, and this circular formation suddenly shot out rows of white feather arrows, like a blizzard hail in the sky, the arrows were like meteors, and each white feather arrow was extremely powerful and accurate.

In the rain of arrows, the thieves fell to the ground.

Those thieves with stronger strength have controlled the refining utensils one after another, and used their strength skills to block and defend. For a while, arrows rained on all sides, and the thieves had to stop the impact.

Seeing that the momentum of the thieves' impact was blocked, the circle of the layers of ironclad army shrank a little, and the more than 200 thieves felt that the middle field was a little narrow and cramped, and they couldn't be used.

Only the people in the outer circle can show their skills, and the vast majority of the people inside are surrounded in the middle, not to mention helping the soldiers, even if they want to see the situation outside, they can't.

The three thousand ironclad troops marched in a neat pace, and the shield soldiers in front of them struck the iron shields with their long knives in unison as they marched, making a shocking sound, like a drum, beating on the hearts of the thieves.

More than a dozen strong masters among the thieves had already discovered that something was wrong, and they immediately rushed in the direction of the valley mouth, wanting to use their strength to fight a bloody way on the way out.

I saw that the dozen or so people shouted loudly, bravely took the lead, and rushed forward, and the thieves behind were also encouraged by this, and followed behind one after another, rushing forward against the rain of arrows.

When the thieves at the front rushed to a distance of more than 20 strides, the rain of arrows suddenly stopped, and the thieves were ecstatic, thinking that the distance was too close, and they were afraid of hurting their own people by shooting bows and arrows, but they only heard a loud shout in the array.

"Cast!"

A burst of throwing guns suddenly flew out of the ironclad army, these throwing guns were sharp, but the barrels of the guns were made of extremely fragile wood, this burst of throwing guns was like a small forest blown by a hurricane, and the formation of thieves who were impacting were shot and fell to the ground.

This spear is no better than an arrow, and the weight is extremely heavy, and under the hard throwing of this fierce ironclad army, the ordinary "strong body" strength is already impossible to defend.

Other types of energy are crowded because of people and poor vision, and many thieves have been inexplicably shot shots, pierced through the body, and fell to the ground and died.

The military duel is different from the single fight on the rivers and lakes, if it is an ordinary three or five people, the energetic and capable people can naturally win the battle, but the more people, these rabble who are not used to collective combat on weekdays will hinder each other.

A well-trained army, on the contrary, can give full play to the advantage of numbers, can cooperate with each other, and has multiple equipment to cooperate, which is by no means a common rabble can compete.

In the rain of arrows just now, dozens of thieves fell to the ground with arrows, and another piece of the guns was shot through after three or four rounds of throwing guns, and the body of the injured was like an eel nailed to the top of the board writhing, and the blood on the ground had merged into a pool of blood, which was shocking.

Although a small number of people have fallen to the ground, these people are all familiar with strength after all, especially the ten or twenty energetic people who rushed in front, none of them were injured and hung up on the lottery, and they all avoided the shock in time to throw those arrows and guns.

The seven or eight people who rushed to the front of the team were all the leaders of the "strong body" strength.

These twenty or so strides only took a moment to rush in front of the strengthened bodies of these "strong body" energy and energy people, and it only took a moment to see that some of these people's bodies gave birth to layers of iron armor, rough stones, some muscles and flesh were bulging, and some emitted various colors of light, like a group of demons and monsters, slamming into the iron armor army formation.

Just listen to one command: "Guard!"

The front that was about to be impacted, suddenly the formation changed, and the layers of shield soldiers had already surrounded them, and the heavy iron shield had formed a shield wall with three layers inside and three layers outside, impervious to wind and rain, and impassable.

The shield-wielding sergeants behind the shield wall were all the most burly and majestic, and in such a short period of time, nearly a hundred shield soldiers had gathered. They relied on each other and supported each other, forming a wall of flesh and blood.

Man will conquer the sky!

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