Rumble!!

The grenade had already been pulled off the detonating ring when it was in the pocket, so it didn't roll far before it was detonated!! The deafening roar exploded immediately, and the fragmented shrapnel was like a dense bullet, with the rolling of the air waves, with the surge of flames, indiscriminately shooting towards the surroundings.

Suddenly, the king's tent seemed to be hit by a hurricane, and it was in chaos, shaking violently in the air waves and flames, and the central supporting wooden pillar was directly broken, as for the shrapnel...... The first thing to take care of is the seven living people inside!!

The lethal power of a grenade lies in shrapnel!! The power of the explosion is not weaker than that of a bullet in the slightest, so ...... The two soldiers standing in front of them died tragically on the spot, pierced by the burst of shrapnel, and the four lying on the ground were overturned by the air wave.

The middle-aged man was hit by shrapnel and swept away by waves of air and flames.

The whole king's tent was in chaos, and the most gorgeous occasion became the most tragic battlefield!

The power of the grenade was so powerful that it not only inflicted heavy damage on the king's tent, but also shrapnel, flames, and waves of air tore through the thick leather cloth and rushed out of the chaotic battlefield outside.

And this loud bang without warning also shook Di Cheng and the others outside.

The guardians hurriedly dodged, turning their heads to look at the flame-spewing royal tent in disbelief, while Di Cheng rushed into the depths of the crowd with an arrow to avoid being attacked to a greater degree.

"Damn, it's so powerful." In the dark, Yan Shou crawled out of the ruins, patted his buzzing head hard, looked at the crumbling king tent and grinned secretly, when did the grenade become so lethal, but don't blow up all the people inside.

Slowing down slightly, Yan Shou saw that no one was paying attention to him, took a deep breath, put on his goggles, and cheered himself up before lifting the **** and swishing into the king's tent.

The king's tent was filled with fire and dust, and it was in disarray, ruin, and full of ruins. Since the aftermath of the explosion had not yet dissipated, it was barely possible to see anything inside. But Yan Shou held his breath, and rushed to the position of the middle-aged man before him with his previous memory, and after several searches, he found the target who was lying on the ground and moaning.

The middle-aged man was drowsy, writhing unconsciously, and many parts of his body were 'cared for' by shrapnel, dripping with blood, and he looked like he was not lightly injured. The grenade just now was less than five meters away from him, and even though the two subordinates in front of him helped him block most of the shrapnel, he was still not lightly injured.

"Hehe, buddy, do you know your Grandpa Yan?" Yan Shou smiled evilly, ridiculously funny, but he was not ambiguous, and he shot the middle-aged man's two arms. The bullet sliced through the silencer, popping twice into it, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering.

The middle-aged man's body trembled, and he suddenly froze there, his eyes were round, his face was covered with cold sweat, and a dull scream sounded uncontrollably.

"Call your grandma a mouth." Yan Shou stomped on the door of the middle-aged man's face, although he was cunning, he was indeed a genuine silver high-level in terms of strength, and he stomped down...... It's not lighter than a hammer!

Ga!! The screams stopped abruptly, the middle-aged man's front teeth and nose bones were shattered on the spot, and a blood-red footprint appeared in the middle of the face, which was already very seriously injured.

Stomping your face?? This bastard actually stomped his own face with his foot? The middle-aged man was overwhelmed with grief and indignation, and he had never suffered this type of humiliation after so many years of crisscrossing the world.

If he could physically move, he would absolutely tear this bastard alive.

"That's good, hehe, get up, grandpa, I'll carry it, let's go home." Yan Shou smiled evilly and vigilantly, carefully picked up the middle-aged man, and quickly rushed out of the royal tent that was about to collapse, and disappeared without a trace along the dim area. However, before leaving the king's tent, he casually threw a grenade, whether the snipers were dead or not, this cannonball was enough to kill the rest of their lives.

Rumble!! There was another violent roar, the dust was flying, the air waves were rolling, the flames swirled, the royal tent could no longer bear this devastation, and it collapsed with a few squeaks, and as for the snipers inside, they were again attacked by the air waves and shrapnel, and they were covered by the collapsed leather cloth, and the thick flames enveloped them.

Explode?? This should be the effect of the grenade! Standing in the depths of the crowd, Di Cheng looked at the burning royal tent with a solemn expression, how could there be an explosion here? And what caused the explosion? Don't...... There was a battle in it just now?

The two explosions in a row finally woke Di Cheng from madness and tyranny, and his emotions and sanity recovered slightly...... Dangerous!

The momentum of madness began to be contained, the momentum of chaos gradually stabilized, and what awaited them next would be a fierce counterattack from the cavalry troops! As a black list royal family, this tribe may be dizzy by their own wildness at the beginning, but when they really slow down, the power of the iron knight will inevitably turn the tide.

"Wow!!" In the vacancy of distraction, a Mongolian man next to him was the first to come back to his senses, without saying a word, the scimitar immediately slashed, straight to Di Cheng's throat, and the rest of the Mongolian men also killed Di Cheng like crazy, and the barbaric momentum still had a lot of deterrent power.

It's time to retreat! Di Cheng's body swayed slightly, leaving behind the remnants of the Dao, and dodged from the scimitar's slash in the blink of an eye. He didn't bother these Mongolian strong men again, and rushed directly to the left front.

Over there...... Four or five Mongols were fleeing quietly with the Sukhba beasts.

"I'm sorry, this man...... I'm going to decide! Di Cheng appeared in front of the Suheba beast like a ghost, regardless of whether they understood it or not. At the moment when the body stagnated, the strength of the whole body accumulated in the lower body, and the curtain suddenly erupted, the right foot wheel kicked, and the thunderous blow went straight to the lower abdomen of the Suheba beast.

Swift as thunder, instant hit!

The Sukhba beast was already unconscious, and had no ability to fight back, allowing this fierce and wild force to be infused, a slight bulge appeared on its wide back, scarlet blood mixed with a little bit of minced flesh spurted out of its mouth, and its body trembled violently and 'broke free' from the support of the two people on the left and right, and rolled out weakly.

The Mongol warriors never expected that Di Cheng's way of 'bringing guests' would be so wild and rude, and the Sukhba beast had disappeared from their side in a slightly distracted manner.

They hurriedly turned to pursue, but as soon as they took a step, they found that there was already a person standing beside the Suhebamon...... Di Cheng!!

The eyes of the four or five Mongolian warriors burst out, almost unable to believe their eyes, and a few of them even turned their heads to look at the place where Di Cheng had just attacked, and their heads couldn't turn for a while.

It was still in front of me just now, why did it appear behind me in the blink of an eye??!!

"People, I took it away, no need to send it." Di Cheng threw the Suheba beast on his shoulder like a sack, glanced coldly at the guardian warriors around him, and walked forward without hurrying or slowing out of the camp.

The guardian warriors were furious and impatiently wanted to rush up to rescue their patriarch, but Di Cheng did not carry the Suheba beast at random, but choked his neck, and his thumb and index finger were even deeply stuck in the muscles, as if they could crush his throat bone at any time.

Despite anger and anxiety, no one dared to act rashly.

Di Cheng walked forward slowly, his sharp eyes shook slowly, searching in the crowded place, guarding against archers aiming with bows and arrows, and also guarding against possible gunners, since there was a bomb just now, it is not ruled out that there are still guns.

"Done? I haven't had enough of it. Chen Hu was killing energetically, and suddenly found that the crowd was no longer attacking, and after being slightly surprised, he quickly noticed Di Cheng's scene here, wiped the flesh and blood on his face, and rushed over quickly: "What happened to the explosion just now?" ”

"There may be gunmen, be careful."

"Gunslinger?" Chen Hu's expression tightened slightly, there are still guns in this barbarian tribe?

"Snow Lion, come back!!" Di Cheng roared deeply, and the snow lion not far away suddenly snorted, and obediently returned to Di Cheng's side, but his bloody appearance was still fierce and ruthless.

In fact, they don't need to be too vigilant, Yan Shou, who retreated with the loot, made an amazing move again, and the ruffian's temperament was exerted to the extreme, every time he passed by a yurt, he would definitely go in to 'take a walk', by the way...... Ignition!!

A yurt caught fire, and no one paid much attention, two? Perhaps someone is wary. But when one after another yurt houses ignited a raging fire, spreading from the central area to the periphery, the central area that had just solidified fell into boiling again.

The yurts are already dense, and the night wind in the grassland is strong, and the flames in a small area quickly turn into 'fire'!!