Assault (3)

The enemy who was aiming nervously was obviously panicked, firstly because of the momentum of Di Cheng and the others, and secondly, surprised by their amazing speed, the muzzle of the gun turned left and right, and for a while he didn't know whether it was the original target to shoot, or Di Cheng and them who had just jumped up.

A strange roar sounded at this time, and a large number of big men in heavy cotton clothes armed with Mongolian scimitars rushed out one after another, screaming wildly and rushing to kill, forming an encirclement and quickly closing in the middle.

Mongol?! Di Cheng recognized the identity of this group of people at a glance, with their unique appearance, majestic body, and backward clothing, they were definitely native Mongolians!

Di Cheng was surprised how he could be attacked by them, but he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as it wasn't the Skynet organization, everything else was easy to say!

"Shalang! Abolish those gunslingers for me! Di Cheng shouted loudly, stomped his feet on the ground, and his rushing body ejected. Tumbling in the air in the eyes of the enemy, he stepped directly over the circle and rushed towards the group of people with guns raised. The snow lion didn't stop, knocking over one person hard, roaring to break through the encirclement, and followed Di Cheng, like a mad lion!

"Brothers, it's time for a big meal!!" Shalang roared, the whole body power was infused into his legs, and the unparalleled bouncing power was suddenly unleashed at this moment, four meters high, eight meters away, and burst out with a shocking sudden killing ability.

Seven or eight nimble guards also used their speed and agility to the extreme, sliding left and right and rushing out of the encirclement like loaches, heading straight for the group of gunmen!

Fast! Fast! Faster!! Whether it is Di Cheng or the brothers who broke through the encirclement, they are all urging in their hearts to be completely abolished before the group of gunmen react, no one dares to imagine what kind of scene will occur when the dozen or so guns are fired at the same time!

"Ah!!h The first to rush to Shalang roared like a ghost, and the impacting body ejected again, the iron legs shook, and the shadows of the legs poured down like a storm.

He had seen such a shocking scene in Inner Mongolia, and he stood directly on the spot, forgetting to pull the trigger.

Bang!! The shadow of the sharp leg came in an instant, and the cracking sound of many vital bones such as the head, throat, chest, and shoulders was almost connected, and thick blood sprayed into the sky.

The sharp weapon pierced out of his feet gave Sha Lang a trembling assault power, and the originally majestic Inner Mongolian man was blown out on the spot, his whole body was broken, and he died in mid-air.

The snow lion grazed the ground like a meteor, leaving a white phantom, fiercely crashing into the big man in front of him, knocking it down in a dull impact, without waiting for the other party to resist, the hideous fangs directly tore down, click! The terrible bite force instantly resulted in the death of this person!

"Roar!!" The snow lion roared in the sky, as if he wanted to announce the return of the beast god to the endless grassland, the nature of the fierce beast was completely revealed, and the dark eyes seemed to turn blood red at this moment!

"None of them will be left!" Di Cheng's face was cold, and his ghostly body technique was exerted to the extreme, dodging the bullets fired from the muzzle, and the sky covered the two people in front of him, and Jianli Huangquan directly split their spears, and the blade flowed, quickly killing the two of them.

The brutal assault and the tragic death of his companions completely suppressed the rest of the gunners, and on normal days, as long as the gun was raised, the target could be suppressed, and the mission would be completed. But today's group of people turned out to be ...... It's so violent!! Rushed up to the gun?!

Yang Jing, who got up from the ground in embarrassment, almost went crazy, he had never been so embarrassed as today, looking at the brothers who had just escaped from under the horse's hooves and still had palpitations, a sullen anger rose from his heart.

"Give me death!" Grabbing the tungsten iron rod not far away, Yang Jing rushed away like an angry rhinoceros with dull steps.

The guards who had risen in the dirt were equally furious, and after ten men were assigned to take care of the brothers who had been trampled by the horses' hooves, the remaining forty men were like wolves, and slaughtered the gathered enemies.

The shadows of the knives flew and roared, the sound of flesh tearing and bones breaking resounded through the meadow, and the scarlet blood sprayed like a spring, the scene was chaotic and shocking. Although the Mongols were majestic and fierce, and had the blood and ruthlessness of barbarians in their bones, they were too far behind in the face of the furious guards, both in their desperate posture and their subtle offensive routines.

Burst!!!

The Huangquan Knife was like a chain of death piercing through a person's heart in an instant, and the sharp sawtooth and criss-crossing blood grooves tore through the heart! The hideousness on the big man's face was spreading, and the scimitar raised high had not yet fallen, and he thought that he could chop this guy who was scurrying around with one sword, but ...... But why did my chest suddenly hurt so much......

Bang!! Darkness and coldness swept through the body, and the mind was located at this moment, life...... Dissipate......

Di Cheng wiped the blood on his face, and looked at the entire battlefield, some of the sneak attackers had already fled in panic, the broken encirclement could not be formed, and the guards had already controlled the situation.

Seeing that Di Cheng and the others had already eliminated all the gunners, everyone was determined, and the attack was even more fierce, and their hideous faces reflected the madness in their hearts.

Yang Jing's tungsten gold stick smashed fiercely, slamming into the back of a big man, the huge impact shattered the spine, and King Kong's Tang knife followed, and the blade slashed directly through the neck, resulting in his life.

Phew, spitting out the blood in his mouth, Yang Jing wanted to ask Di Cheng how to solve these guys, but as soon as he raised his head, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he squinted his eyes and stared at the horizon in front of him, where there seemed to be some black dots approaching here, and there were faint traces of shaking on the ground.

Feeling the ground trembling more and more obviously, Di Cheng also turned to look at the source of the sound.

"A herd of bison? Or a herd of horses? Guan Ying said strangely.

"It's a herd of horses!" After staring carefully for a moment, Di Cheng spoke in a deep voice.

As the black dot approached, the rumbling became more and more muffled, and it was vaguely clear that the source of the sound was the herd of horses, but it was not just a herd of grazing horses, the figures waving on their backs and the little cold light reflected in the sunlight all indicated their identity...... Cavalry!

King Kong and they gradually stopped fighting, separated from the opponent and looked back, the group of Mongols who ambushed Di Cheng frowned and looked at the rushing cavalry group, scolded a lot, and stared at the guards viciously, and quickly left the battlefield.

King Kong didn't bother to care about them, he kept a close eye on the group of cavalry that had become clear, and after experiencing the embarrassment of the previous trampling of the horses, no one dared to underestimate the cavalry that came over.

"TMD, it's not over yet!" Yang Jing roared coldly.

"Brother Cheng?" Sha Lang and the others looked at Di Cheng, their cold eyes indicating their intentions.

Di Cheng stared closely at the roaring cavalry, and his sharp eyes were judging the identity of the comer. There were a large number of garrisons on this long border, a large number of which were still cavalry units, and this place was already relatively close to the border, and Di Cheng had to determine whether he was unlucky enough to run into them.

Near, closer...... 1,000 meters, 800 meters, 500 meters, 400 meters.

Di Cheng's eyes froze, it's not an army uniform, it's a Mongolian!! "Ready, meet the enemy! Da Han, Yang Jing, teach them a lesson! ”

Sha Lang and the others quickly dispersed, gathering around Di Cheng in a fan shape, their whole bodies tense, staring at the front like wolves and tigers. The inexplicable attack has not yet been completed, why did such a large group of cavalry suddenly come? Re-think of the confrontation with Skynet that day. Is it really as the old people say, doomed to bad luck when you see a weasel? If that's the case, they'll have to hate that ghost doll in their dreams!

"Da Han, let's go!" Yang Jing held a tungsten gold stick in his hand, and rushed forward with a hideous face.

Da Han took a deep breath, and the fists that clasped the tungsten gold fist slammed into each other a few times, making a sonorous roar, and also strode forward.

The cavalry that was advancing was getting closer and closer, and the distance between them was less than 100 meters, and the visual shock of the collective impact of nearly 200 iron cavalry was already very strong, and the imposing momentum was like the raging rush of a flood, which was enough to scare the faint of heart into weakness.

Yang Jing and Da Han's pace became more and more urgent, and then they galloped directly and quickly met the horses in front.

Roar!! Yang Jing roared fiercely, the whole body strength poured into the big stick, the right foot stomped on the ground, causing the earth to tremble, the majestic body with the right foot as the axis, vigorously rotated, the tungsten gold stick rotated with it, and the terrifying momentum like the mountain roared out and slammed into the galloping horses.

Bang!! Click!! The big stick slammed into the skeleton on the horse's chest, and Yang Jing's body trembled violently, slamming back three steps, leaving deep footprints every time he stomped on the ground. The horse's wild momentum was forcefully contained, the sternum was completely dented, and the tall body swooped forward in a wail, and the strong man above was thrown away.

Da Han castrated even more violently, and the two broad palms roared forward, and when the sprinting cavalry was about to tighten the rope and stomp Da Han to death with the raised hooves, the palms of the palms held the horse's hooves accurately.

Ah~~~~ Like a thunderous roar rolling and spreading, Dahan's footsteps twisted, his whole body exerted his strength, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, he threw the horse that was rushing forward into the air, and the big windmill swirled in place, with a terrifying momentum like a mountain and a sea.