Chapter 252: Ironclad Army

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It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a monster, and there are about a thousand people on the other side. These people were all wearing iron armor, except for two eyes that were exposed, the rest of the parts were tightly wrapped in iron armor.

This is obviously an iron body, and it is really not easy to have such an iron equipment in Daming. You must know that the iron-smelting technology at this time was not very developed, and this body of iron needed to cost a lot of silver. But what Yang Dingtian doesn't care about the most is silver, and people have a lot of silver, and buying this kind of iron for his subordinates is a piece of cake at all.

No way, whether it's in modern times or in the Ming Dynasty, being rich is his mother's willfulness.

The iron of Yang Dingtian's subordinates is obviously meticulous and tempered. The weight of ordinary iron armor and iron helmets is not light, but at the moment, their iron armor is obviously very light. For it can be judged by their dexterous movements.

Fuck it! How much money does it take! It's just that I, Qin Li, want to buy a suit for each of the brothers, and it's a mistake to get such equipment. Because there was not enough money, they made a pair of iron shoes for each person. I think I have made a little money in Di Dao, but if I really buy such equipment, I will not have that little money as soon as I spend it!

Qin Li looked at the equipment of the more than 1,000 people on the opposite side in surprise, his thoughts were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

They are obviously good at the rivers and lakes, and they are quick to move, and each of them has weapons in their hands, mostly machetes and long swords, and some of them are armed with iron rods, double hammers, spears and other weapons. In the stunned kung fu of Qin Li and the others, they had already dispersed in all directions, forming an encirclement against Qin Li and the others.

Boom! It's going to be a fight with us. Am I still afraid that you will not succeed?

"Submachine gun fire!" Qin Li stiffened his face and gave an order. Everyone was waiting for Qin Li's order, and suddenly a sudden sound sounded, gunshots rang out, and smoke filled with smoke.

What everyone didn't expect finally happened, and the ironclad man on the opposite side didn't care about the shooting of the submachine gun at all. It turned out that the submachine guns really did not have any effect on them. The ammunition was shot on the iron armor, and it was just a "knock" business, and there were bursts of sparks. It can't penetrate the iron armor and hurt their bodies at all.

I'll it! Finished Bird! Submachine guns are useless, and that's how good.

More than a thousand bandits slowly surrounded them, obviously they were trying to crush Qin Li and them tightly in the middle to death.

What to do? Do you just wait for death?

Qin Li's eyes slowly narrowed. Gazing at them, their brains spinning.

I have to say that the bandits' actions are very fast, it may be that they are eager to avenge the commander Yang Dingtian, they approached Qin Li and them without any scruples, the weapons in their hands have already been raised high, ready to slash and kill at any time.

Submachine guns can't hurt them, let alone cold weapons? It seemed that only the Wind and Fire Dragon Stick in Qin Li's hand might hurt them more if they were fighting. The rest, such as swords, obviously do not serve any purpose.

But no matter how difficult the situation is. No matter how strong the opponent is, he can't hide from it. Because they have reduced the encirclement to a minimum.

"Let's fight! Fight! Before Qin Li gave an order, Yu Dayou had already waved his long sword and fought with these ironclad soldiers.

The sonorous sound is endless. Yu Dayou's long sword stabbed at the body of the ironclad army, and they were stunned. Although the Ironclad Army moved a little slower, Qin Li and the others had no way to hurt them.

The obvious problem is that this group of ironclad troops does not move. Just standing there obediently waiting for you to slash and kill, it takes a lot of effort and in vain in the end.

On the contrary, Qin Li and the others were twenty people who had to deal with the layers of encirclement of more than a thousand people, and their physical strength was consumed quickly.

What to do? Could it be that Yang Dingtian's group of bandits ended their lives silently?

"Huh! Qin Li. Lord Qin, you little cub, you know how powerful the old man is today, right? Yang Dingtian's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Everyone hurriedly followed the sound and looked, but saw that Yang Dingtian's left eye was wrapped with strips of cloth, like a glorious image of a one-eyed dragon. But the old fellow didn't look depressed at all, but rather calm. More radiant and radiant.

Seeing Yang Dingtian appear alive again, Huang Tian and Qin Li couldn't help but be secretly surprised and sighed. Huang Tian's actions did not hide from Qin Li, the arrow that Huang Tian shot Yang Dingtian was quenched with poison.

Huang Tian was very careful to polish the arrows on the tunnel wall. The arrows must have been stained with sand on the inner walls of the tunnel. The sand is highly poisonous, which can be clearly confirmed from the two fingers that Zhou Fan lost. However, Yang Dingtian did not show any signs of poisoning except for the loss of his left eyeball.

Why isn't this old guy dead? Isn't this guy afraid of poison, or does he have an antidote? Speaking of which, this little Japanese old guy still has some real skills.

"Yang Dingtian, is this amazing? Isn't it the Iron Army? I, Qin Li, naturally have a way to deal with it. Qin Li said loudly.

Although there is no way in his mind now, he can't let Yang Dingtian, a little Japanese, underestimate himself.

"Huh! When death is dying, he is still hard-mouthed! However, I Yang Dingtian has the virtue of a good life and the heart of love. Although you hurt my left eye, hurt my nephew Xiao Ye Si Pig's left arm, and killed my nephew Xiao Ye Blue Pig, all this is forgivable.

As long as you kneel in front of me Yang Dingtian and call Daddy, I, Yang Dingtian, will accept you as my godson. Then he will treat you like a son.

Qin Li, you must know that I, Yang Dingtian, really like you! Besides, I have a lot of gold and silver treasures, and a lot of beautiful women, as long as you can recognize me as a godfather, all of my things will be yours in the future. ”

The truth of what Yang Dingtian said may only be known by Yang Dingtian himself. However, Yang Dingtian likes to see every Ming person, especially a Ming official like Qin Li, kneeling in front of him and begging him for mercy. That feeling is the most beautiful and the most enjoyable.

At this time, Yang Dingtian seemed to have already seen the scene of Qin Li kneeling in front of him and shouting godfather.

Looking at Yang Dingtian's intoxicated face, Qin Li's internal organs were churning, and he couldn't wait to immediately pounce and tear Yang Dingtian to pieces. Damn, when will it be the turn of this Japanese little squirt to make me rampant? I've got to kill him, kill him!

Gritting his teeth, he hated it to the extreme, and couldn't help but scold, "Yang Dingtian, I grass your ancestor, quickly call me a little master, maybe this official will leave you a whole corpse, hum!" Otherwise, the official will leave your bones behind. ”

"Good! It's a man, archery! Shoot them all as hedgehogs! Yang Dingtian said viciously.

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