"Oh yes, land safely, the fight begins ・・・・・・"

"Whoosh."

A red figure flew out from the top of the tank, and the sharp wolf claws cut the parachute ropes around the tank, and by this time, the guards of the royal court had already rushed in this direction.

"Hey, it's work."

Yang Lin scandium knocked twice on the iron shell of the tank and greeted.

Inside the tank, Li Zhi, who was still a little dazed, hurriedly fired the fire, and the rapid airborne just now raised his adrenaline to the limit, and now he was stunned, Hou Junji was even more confused, just like when Yuwen Scorpion landed with Yanglin for the first time, he only knew that his hands were shaking and his feet were shaking, and he still remembered what to load and fire.

"Boom."

The roar of the tank's engine sounded, and the crushed tent tarpaulin under its tracks was crushed into the dirt by the tracks, and Li Zhi was not a good driver, and once he started, he beat the horsepower of the tank to the maximum.

"Fluffy ・・・・・・" tents were crushed by the tank without resistance under the tracks, completely flattened.

Seeing that the tank had started normally, Yang Lin finally put his mind at ease, the spring on the soles of his feet turned on, and he jumped out of a distance of dozens of meters in two clicks, and it was he who went to the residential area of the nobles of Murowei to hunt important people. "Poof."

The silk hook lock erupted from the palm of his hand, fixed on a wall of doors as high as three feet, and the red figure followed, Yang Lin didn't know that this was the mansion of the nobleman of Murowei, and rushed into the mansion over the wall in three or two, all the guards who came to guard with weapons failed to block Yang Lin, the wolf claw blade easily cut through their bodies, and rushed all the way to the mansion, and the broken corpses flew to both sides, this red iron man was simply a killing god who ran out of hell.

In the middle of the city, Hou Junji finally came to his senses, this is the battlefield, and he needs to go into battle.

"Bang."

The shells blasted out from the muzzle of the tank without any purpose, a hundred and ten meters away, a civilian house was shattered in response, the broken masonry killed a few people I don't know, the Murowei cavalry and the royal court guards finally began to surround here, a large number of people were driven by them to run in the direction of the outside of the city, however, only the cavalry and infantry obviously could not stop the footsteps of the tank, but sent Hou Junji a nearby target.

"Bang bang bang."

The tank fired continuously, every time the cannon sounded, it could bring up a piece of blood and broken limbs, Hou Junji killed it too cool, and Li Zhi, specially drove the tank to a crowded place, those who had no time to avoid the Murowei soldiers were crushed into pieces by the tank's tracks, this was a completely one-sided slaughter, after seeing the horror of the tank with their own eyes, the soldiers defending the city panicked, they did not dare to surround it again, they fled for their lives, and the generals defending the city saw this, and had to shout to the soldiers to retreat to the palace, where the thick palace wall should be able to block the impact of the tank.

The soldiers of Murowei retreated like a tide, Li Zhi was still driving a tank and crashing into a pile of buildings, Yang Lin finally killed the guards of that mansion, in a luxurious hall, he smashed a richly dressed man with a single punch, and then, the next family, his physical strength could hold on to the steel armor for a maximum of an hour, and in this hour, he had to try to kill the important people of Murowei.

The next one, and then the next one, the red figure is constantly killing people in this aristocratic gathering area, and Li Zhi, who ploughs half of the royal court, is also paying attention to this at the moment, and the private soldiers of the nobles block the carriages, stone grinders and other items at the intersection under the command of the master, but who said that the tank needs to take the road, and the wall built of masonry cannot be an obstacle to it, let alone these things.

So, the aristocratic gathering area began to suffer, the tank often broke directly from one side of a house, protruding from the other side, whenever the tank walked by, there was a row of houses behind it collapsed, Li Zhi howled excitedly in the tank, Hou Junji was also excited and didn't know what to say, after a while, the tank body passed through the living area of the nobles, and appeared in front of the palace of Murowei.

And on the head of the palace wall, a red figure is being besieged by hundreds of palace guards, they know that their mortal iron sword can not kill this iron man, but they can't disobey their king's orders, using their lives to consume Yanglin's physical strength, the archers pulled their bows and arrows again and again, and the rain of arrows clanged on the red armor of Yanglin, and the huge impact knocked him back again and again.

"Old Hou, what are you waiting for, fire the cannon."

Li Zhichao controlled the tank and rushed towards the gate of the palace, and Hou Junji, who was in charge of the gun position, did not hear Yanglin's roar, but he still loaded the shells by inertia and fired. "Boom."

The wooden gate of the palace was blown to pieces, and the tank crushed the fragments of the gate into the palace, and the next target of this destructive guy would be the palace of Murowei, and the guards had no intention of suppressing the sun forest at this moment, blocking the path of the tank's advance like a tide. "What my brother-in-law said is really good, the people of this nation are really fierce, and they are not afraid of death at all, so we don't need to be polite to them, let's open fire!"

A group of palace guards began to pounce on the shell of the tank, picking up their own knives and axes to split the shell of the tank, of course, there were more people who were crushed under the tracks of the tank, Li Zhi drove the tank into the spacious hall of the palace of Murowei Palace, Hou Junji still fired the cannon indiscriminately, Yang Lin saw this situation, but it was not good, in case the palace collapsed, the tank was buried in it and could not get out, you can't just care about the cool fight, forget your own safety.

The spring foot on the sole of his feet opened, and Yang Lin jumped on the top of the tank and kicked all the guards who climbed up, but the tank driven by Li Zhi did not stop, and it crushed the throne in the center of the hall and crashed into the palace wall behind the throne.

"Bumper and rub."

The walls were knocked down, and a scarred tank and a red man of steel covered in mud and sand came out of it, and then a loud bang sounded behind them, and the entire main palace collapsed, and hundreds of Murowei palace guards were buried alive inside.

"Alas, it's almost, if you continue to do it, this tank won't be usable in the future."

Yang Lin jumped in front of the tank at the right time, allowing Li Zhi to see himself through the glass mirror, and shouted to them with a gesture.

However, Li Zhi understood his gestures, the tank crashed all the way towards the building behind the main hall, crushed all the way, several small palaces were smashed into ruins by the tank, outside the palace, tens of thousands of Muwei troops surrounded the entire palace, but they looked at the tanks that were constantly destroying the palace, and there was no countermeasure at all.

On the Tianshen, Ji Xuan, Wang Jin and others all used binoculars to closely monitor the situation on the ground, and after Yang Lin made a gesture, they were constantly adjusting their positions, and a string of steel cables with several iron hooks and buckles was slowly hung down.

"Stop, stop, stop."

Yang Lin Chong gestured several times in front of the glass mirror of the tank Li Zhi understood what he meant, the fuel of the tank is not unlimited, and Yang Lin's physical strength is not even more, close to an hour of running and jumping battles, Yang Lin's physical strength is close to the limit, at this time, if the Murwei army continues to launch the sea of people tactics against them, Yang Lin and a few people may not really go, looking at the lock hook that slowly hangs down, Yang Lin can only pray in his heart, these barbarians don't be stupid now.

In fact, Yang Lin's worries were completely unnecessary, looking at the movement on the Celestial, the people of Murowei thought that these Tang people were about to launch a more violent attack, and they would think that they would choose to evacuate when they were gaining power. "Bang."

The tank's cannon is still threatening the life of the Murowei army, this is the last shell in the shell box, but fortunately, Yang Lin has already jumped up with the sound of the cannon, grabbed the steel cable hanging from the Tianshen, and quickly hooked the buckle to several reserved hooks of the tank, and after a while, the Tianshen began to rise slowly, and at the same time, the tank and the tank were tightly grasping the steel cable. "Is it over like this, I don't feel like I've had a good time!" Li Zhi, who was covered in stinky sweat, asked Hou Junji, who was already about to collapse. "Almost, I have all shot the four boxes of cannonballs, more than 300 rounds, and the people of Murowei have been killed by me at least thousands." In the past hour, Hou Junji, who was wearing thick protective gear, was constantly loading and firing bullets in a small space, and his physical consumption was not even lower than that of Yang Lin, but fortunately, he himself was also a first-class martial artist, and if he changed someone, he could shoot all three hundred and twenty shells out in an hour, which was really not enough physical strength. "According to the plan, when we evacuate, the Celestial will give the ground a hard blow, quickly pull open the cover, I want to see the situation on the ground." The tank that was suspended in mid-air and slowly rose could only see the ground far away, and the top cover could be seen from the inside to see the panorama of the ground, listening to Li Zhi say this, Hou Junji remembered and hurriedly opened the cover, at this time, the height of the Tianshen had risen to about five hundred meters, to the best delivery distance of the incendiary bomb. "Damn, you two guys still know how to come out! Let's get it down there for a while, and the three of us won't even think about coming back. Yang Lin, who was about to collapse, saw Hou Junji who came out of the tank, and complained for a while. At a low altitude hundreds of meters away from them, incendiary bombs the size of watermelons rained down. "Boom, boom, boom・・・・・・"

The heat wave of rumbling and flames suddenly hit the ground, even at an altitude of about five hundred meters, you can feel the scorching power released on the ground, from the bottom of the hatch that is about to be sealed, Yang Lin saw a sea of fire in the royal city of Murowei, this round of incendiary bombs, it will no longer exist, history should not forget this battle, because there may be many, many dead people, and the royal city of a country is almost erased by others in the world in an hour.

On the grassland outside the royal city, hundreds of thousands of people who escaped from the royal city all knelt on the ground, looking at everything in front of them with tears and trembling faces, at this moment they were even more afraid of the Celestial than the demons of hell, hundreds of survivors escaped from the small city gate hole, at this moment, the only thing they wanted to do in their hearts was to stay away from this place. (To be continued.) )