Chapter 145: Strategy and Strength (Final)

In fact, if there is no Zhao Wushuang, or Zhao Wushuang is really an ordinary traverser with a mortal body. Then at this time, the wishful thinking of the British has indeed begun. The exhausted Chinese forces faced the British regular army that was waiting for work, and no matter how desperately they tried to do, they would be finished!

It's a pity that the use of strategy is all in the case of not too much difference in strength. If the difference in strength between the two sides is too large, then the usefulness of strategy is relatively small......

And now, it's time for strength to completely overshadow strategy!

You know, there are only more than 200 British regulars alive here, and they have to be distracted against those pirates and dozens of dragon thorn special forces led by Xiong Li. Although dominant, it is not overwhelming.

With his huge size and strength, with the extremely complex terrain and dark environment in the forest, it was easy for Zao Wushuang to completely destroy these Brits! Fighting in the jungle at night was a difficult thing for humans in the 19th century, but for a giant python, it was like a fish in water.

The attacking British soldiers probably never dreamed that a fifteen-meter-long black poisonous python was wandering quickly near the battlefield. Like the scythe of death, it is about to harvest their lives at an alarming rate......

A British soldier had just knocked down a Chinese man and knocked his weapon away. Then he stepped on the other party's chest, and with a hideous smile on his face, he was ready to stab him with a knife. But suddenly he felt a huge force coming from behind him, and it slammed into his back.

The poor Englishman didn't even have time to utter a full scream before he rose into the air. In the shocked gaze of the Chinese pirate who thought he was dead, he flew out and slammed into the trunk of a towering tree, snapping like a smashed tomato. Red juice splattered out. Spilled on the ground.

Not only that, but at almost the same time, a large number of hapless British soldiers in a nearby area let out a terrible scream and then inexplicably flew into the air, crashing into different things. Tree trunks, rocks, broken dead trees...... have become the final destination of their lives.

It was as if there was an invisible terrifying force hovering over the heads of the British in this dark jungle!

At the beginning, a dozen people died in such a fierce battlefield, and it was not much of a feeling, but once the number of people began to increase. And many of them disappeared silently, and a wave of panic spread like a contagion.

Not only was the British army unstable, but even the Chinese forces transporting the treasure were also uneasy.

Because those who have been begging for a living on the seas in South Asia and Southeast Asia for a long time have heard rumors of the existence of "Mori Bell God" on some uninhabited desert islands in the sea. The terrifying and powerful god of the forest ruthlessly kills anyone who enters the jungle without permission. This is actually a primitive and unstructured worship of the gods, and there are many such legends among the folk......

However, the people belonging to the dragon thorn special forces had some guesses, and after one of the members cut the throat of the British soldier who was confronting him with a sharp dagger in his hand, he shouted into the dark jungle in surprise: "Great dragon god, is that you?" ”

Sure enough, the voice just fell. From the darkness ahead, a huge snake's head emerged, and a pair of scarlet eyes looked like lanterns hanging high. A majestic voice sounded in his head: "My believer, you have done a good job. Then he turned and went back into the woods......

This special forces member felt that his blood was boiling, and his whole body seemed to be about to fly: "Sure enough, it's the great dragon god, he'...... Did he compliment me? Then he threw himself even more desperately into the battle to defend the treasure.

At the same time, this majestic voice sounded in the minds of almost all the Chinese present: "My Chinese people, this divine deity has arrived. ”

Their hearts were shocked, and they immediately understood that these Englishmen had suddenly and inexplicably died and disappeared. It's all because the so-called "Dragon God" of the Dragon God Sect appeared!

When they broke out of the Padmanaba Swami Temple before, they had already seen the "Dragon God". was already swaying. Now that he is facing his arrogance again, he has a sense of awe and reverence. Dozens of white soft light clusters had already appeared, entering the body of Zhao Wushuang, who was easily slaughtering British soldiers.

This shows that there are already people who worship him and produce the power of incense......

At the end of the dense forest, Lieutenant General Taylor, with several of his henchmen and ten guards, surrounded a few dim oil lamps, waiting for the news of victory.

He sat on a raised forest rock. As you smoke your cigar one by one, the smoke rises, and the sparks of the cigar burn flicker in the darkness.

"Ah!! The Devil of Hell ......"

Suddenly, the silence was shattered by a terrible scream, accompanied by the terrible screams and curses of a British soldier (shouted in English. For the convenience of viewing, it is presented directly in Chinese).

"What's going on?! All on alert! ”

Lieutenant General Taylor instantly dropped the cigar in his hand, and easily pulled his beloved short fire hammer from his waist, and watched vigilantly with the others in the dense forest.

The bushes moved a few times, and suddenly the face of a British soldier appeared.

Call.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

One of the officers also frowned and cursed: "Damn it! What hell, what devil, you ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the British soldier seemed to be struck out by some force behind the bushes. Accurately dropped in front of their eyes.

In the light of the fire, they were horrified to find that the soldier had only the upper half of his body!!

Under the waist, it can be seen from the minced flesh and fascia on the edges of those bodies that they should have been brutally torn apart by something (in fact, they were whipped in two by Zhao Wushuang's tail)!

Rao is Taylor's well-informed and iron-blooded resoluteness. At this time, seeing such a scene in the dark dense forest at night, I also felt chills all over my body, and a cool breath rose from the soles of my feet to the heavenly spirit cover. The others also looked slightly frightened.

Bang bang, bang bang.

Everyone used the firearms in their hands to shoot indiscriminately at the position of the poor half of the soldiers flying out of the dense forest, but there was no response. But a second later, the grass and bushes parted to the sides, and a nightmarish presence appeared in front of them.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a playful and contemptuous sentence in English: "I have to say that your strategy and plan are really good, and they even caught me off guard." However, in the face of the absolute difference in strength, strategy is not of much use. What do you think, gentlemen? (To be continued.) )

PS: Chapter 2 is here! Later, there will be a reward for the helmsman~