Seeing the disgusting appearance of the Mucang boy in such a victory, Zhu Houzhao slowly moved his muscles and bones. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It can be seen that the opponent has completely put the last chip of victory on himself.

As long as he takes down Zhu Houzhao, then several daimyo in Kyushu will be able to get the final victory, otherwise they will definitely be wiped out.

Zhu Houzhao's army has formed a situation of encirclement, Liaodong iron cavalry galloped on horseback, and the soldiers of the Shenji battalion did not miss a bullet.

But if the two sides want to win quickly, the key point is Zhu Houzhao and Mucang Tongzi.

The shepherd boy suddenly changed from less than 1.4 meters to more than 1.9 meters, but it did not bring Zhu Houzhao a sense of oppression.

Angry and angry, Zhu Houzhao was also three inches higher out of thin air.

The boy smiled gloomily and said, "Your Excellency, it is better for you to surrender." I'm a hand-to-hand tiger who can fight hand-to-hand with my strength, and I don't want to accidentally pinch you to death. ”

Zhu Houzhao glanced at him indifferently, and said lightly: "As early as hundreds of years ago, we had people here who killed tigers with their bare hands, or they did it after drinking. ”

Mucang Boy obviously thought that Zhu Houzhao was bragging, but he still subconsciously asked, "Which peerless general is it?" ”

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and said, "It's a little catcher." ”

The sun shone on the metal telescope in Zhu Houzhao's hand, and it was well reflected on the eyes of the shepherd boy.

Mucang Tongzi's eyes closed slightly, and at this moment, Zhu Houzhao stepped out of his right hand and chiseled towards Mucang Tongzi's neck like a raptor out of a hole.

Mucang Tongzi reacted quickly, his head was slightly sideways, and he dodged Zhu Houzhao's fist.

Zhu Houzhao was not annoyed by the missed blow, because he knew that the next hand would inevitably hit the target.

The next moment, Zhu Houzhao turned his fist into a palm, and slashed at the neck of the shepherd boy like a big knife.

This time, Mucang Boy couldn't dodge, and was directly hit by Zhu Houzhao on the left aorta.

The boy's head was dizzy and his eyes were black. Zhu Houzhao didn't give him a chance to breathe, and the homeopathy was a cut, like a knife blade, and a large piece of skin and flesh was brought when he landed.

Mucang boy screamed miserably, and immediately wanted to open his eyes, but the metal lens barrel in Zhu Houzhao's hand flashed again.

The shepherd boy who had just come out of the darkness was shining brightly in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Zhu Houzhao seized the opportunity and slapped the eyes of the black shepherd boy again.

Then in the middle of the battlefield, a strange scene appeared. A giant man who had swelled to two meters tall was beaten up by a thin young man who was a head shorter than him.

There is no way to fight back. Zhu Houzhao spent the rest of the time simply bombarding the Mucang boy in the face with one punch after another. The two-meter-tall mutant strong man wailed and cried under Zhu Houzhao's fist.

This situation lasted for three minutes, and Zhu Houzhao's fist also smashed for three minutes.

The boy finally broke out, and this strange man who didn't know how old he screamed frantically, the muscles in his body suddenly knotted, and he struggled to surpass Zhu Houzhao and hugged him. His arms were as thick as willow roots, and he wanted to directly strangle Zhu Houzhao with his arms.

"Old glass!" Zhu Houzhao scolded. Stretched out his hands and wanted to resist, but found that the mutated Mucang boy was really strong, which was a bit weird. With Zhu Houzhao's own strength, it was difficult to hold it up.

Zhu Houzhao leaned back, trying not to let the old glass get close to his body, and at the same time, his left hand holding the monocular directly pinched the metal cylinder into an awl.

It poked into the thigh of the shepherd boy.

Wow wow screamed, and the unlucky boy let go of Zhu Houzhao and jumped up holding the root of his thigh.

And soon fell to the ground.

The place where Zhu Houzhao poked into it was very weird, more than two inches deep into the flesh. This makes it hurt for the shepherd boy to move, and it hurts even more if he doesn't move.

And the metal rod that was crushed into the crystal lens became a hollow cone, and became a good channel for bloodletting.

Blood flowed out of the crotch of the shepherd boy like a blood collapse.

Zhu Houzhao stood aside and looked at the screaming Mucang boy in a daze, he said that he had never seen urine and blood like a water pumper in his two lives.

Rare to see in a thousand years!

Kindly helped the shepherd boy tear off the metal pipe inserted in his body, and then there was a miserable howl.

However, the high-pressure water gun-like bleeding mouth has turned into a spring, gurgling outward.

The boy's screams soon became muttering curses. No matter how strong a person is, there is no way to stand up if there is a big hole in it.

Zhu Houzhao no longer had the need to be polite, and the anger that had been accumulating suddenly exploded.

And when he carried the shepherd boy, he beat him wildly. One of the boy's faces bloomed with countless colors under Zhu Houzhao's fist.

If Zhen Guanxi opened a dye shop and a condiment shop on his face, then Mucang Tong at this time opened a spicy hot pot restaurant on his face. It's still self-helping, sour, bitter, spicy, sweet, and leaking out.

For the sake of the 100 Shenji Battalion soldiers who were beaten to death, Zhu Houzhao grabbed the hair of the Mucang boy, and kicked a national football player in the face.

The mucang boy's jaw was shattered, and he flew out of a zhang high with ecstasy, becoming an unconventional and beautiful scenery on the entire battlefield.

Zhu Houzhao beat the water dog in the rear. The same is true on the battlefield ahead.

The Liaodong Iron Cavalry had withdrawn from the battlefield and began to roam around to hunt down the Japanese slaves who tried to escape.

And the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, who formed a surrounding trend, were only half of the number of the opponent. But the firearms in their hands let out a continuous roar after witnessing their compatriots being beaten to death.

Nearly 10,000 soldiers of the Shenji Battalion were venting their anger.

The six pipes of the Thunderbolt were already red and hot, but they still didn't try to stop the bombardment.

After pulling away from the distance, Thunderbolt and Buddha were angry with Tang Lian, and they skimmed into the crowd one by one.

Boom, boom. The Japanese slaves took off, Okamoto didn't leak, and Du Lei was light and thick.

Some Japanese slaves gritted their teeth and rushed into the position of the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, and as soon as they swung a knife, they were stabbed into a hornet's nest by a series of military thorns.

This is no longer war, but catharsis! It's revenge!

Anyone who dares to harm our Ming military and civilians, whether right or wrong, will be severely punished by the Ming Dynasty.

This is the dignity of being a behemoth country, and 40,000,000 people are their backing!

The Japanese slaves retreated, and they began to flee in all directions, trying to escape the barrier of the few soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.

However, what is fierce and fearless of death, what is treating human life like a mustard, and what is real cruelty!

The actions of the Ming army explain everything.

Wherever there is a group of Japanese slaves who rush hard, a person who defies everything will appear in front of them and rush into their ranks.

Add a piece of sixty or seventy pounds of Buddha Fury Tang Lotus to burst into pieces, tearing everything into pieces in an instant!

Bang Hammer!

Whether it is a single battle between Zhu Houzhao and Mucang Tongzi of the Chinese army, or a chaotic battle between the two armies within a few miles.

At this moment, it has become a one-sided bully, and it has become a beating of the Ming soldiers to the Japanese slaves! (To be continued.) )