Chapter 59: I'm Going Home
On the vast grassland, the king of the sect began to run with his soldiers.
There were still about thirty miles ahead of the enemy's camp, and they should be able to catch up soon because they were on the road day and night.
However, it was helpless to rest for half a day before this, and there was no way to collect fire materials to dry your body. Worst of all, the King of Teachings felt as if he had caught a cold...... If he was about to fight the other party, he would rather return to his warm home, enjoy the softness of the beautiful concubine, and then practice the Dharma in the chanting room alone.
Buddha Amitayus, let me go back as soon as possible...... The King really didn't want to continue fighting, and fighting was not fun at all.
Twenty minutes later, the scout returned to report that the enemy camp had been spotted ahead, and it should still be resting. Moreover, the smoke of the cooking was seen rising from the camp inside, and it was very likely that they were eating.
Well, it's time to count the time and have dinner, not to mention the soldiers below, even the King of the Sect feels hungry.
However, the enemy is twenty miles away, and if he does not take the opportunity to take it, he may not be able to see through his strategic objectives. So, keep your teeth on the roots!
"Charge! Fight the enemy...... Ha Qiu! The King of Illustration wanted to sensationalize, but the last sneeze made the atmosphere drop, but it was a little more joyful.
The king's order was absolute, so the army could only attack at the moment. In fact, they also knew that they could not be allowed to retreat at this moment, and since the enemy had already begun to cook, they could eat in the opponent's barracks after this battle.
Thinking of the hot meal, the soldiers also began to feel that their blood was boiling, which was actually the result of the adrenaline secretion of hunger.
There are still five miles to go, and the enemy is in front of you.
At that moment, the striker seemed to have seen the other party's panicked defense, and smiled disdainfully in his heart.
But I don't know when, my feet suddenly went soft, and I seemed to step on something. However, it soon has a down-to-earth feel, so it doesn't seem to be a trap. So I made up my mind that the last little distance can be reached by running a few times!
But I didn't want to, at this time, on the side of the Chinese army, suddenly a flame came from under the feet.
The flames roared, covering all friendly forces within six meters of each other. The result was self-evident, all the soldiers in the center of the six meters were killed, and the shrapnel and nails filled with the mines also flew out. Filling nails is Somao's idea, saying that it can hit enemies at least ten meters away, and even if they can't be killed, they can make them lose their ability to resist. It would be better if you used rusty nails, and you could die of tetanus in a few days.
Because of the filling of nails, the power of the explosion was only six meters, but it didn't matter, the enemies within sixteen meters were affected by the nails. What's more, as the first explosion begins, the second, the third...... The sound of explosions continued to flow, and bursts of flames rose up, blooming one flower after another of death.
As the mine detonated, a large number of nails scattered in all directions, and suddenly caught up as if black raindrops were falling. Within the confines of that stretch of the road, it was almost completed to become a death zone. Even if they don't die, those soldiers who have been shot through the thighs, through the ears, and through the eyes have fallen to the ground, moaning incessantly.
It was as if hell had come to this world.
"Run!" To get out of here quickly is the first thing that people think about when they encounter something like this.
Or subconsciously or not, anyway, the soldiers of the former army rushed towards the front one after another. The rear army was tempted to scatter and flee, but their Sect King was in front of them, and the explosion had already begun to subside, so they had to rush forward. Otherwise, the king of the teachings is dead, and they will be unlucky.
After all, the successors of the King of the Teachings will not spare them and their families.
The people at the front have entered the minefield, but they don't know that death is in front of them, and they only know that they are advancing frantically.
At the forefront, there is the cavalry unit of the king of the Sect, in fact, it is normal for cavalry to be an assault force. Because of this, they dodged the first wave of mine attacks, but they didn't want them to keep advancing, but they fell into the trap of the second wave of attacks.
This time, there is nothing that will not trigger or delay.
The moment the first horseman's horse stepped on the mine, the mine exploded, affecting several cavalrymen in the vicinity. The worst thing is that the horses were already frightened, and now they are running in a panic.
More cavalry galloped forward, all increasing their speed several times.
As a result, cavalry continued to step on mines, and then affected the surrounding comrades.
"Buddha Amitayus...... I'm going home! "The King of Teachings is already scared.
However, he was surrounded by a large number of people and had to move forward with him. Seeing the sparks of death rising in front of him, and the screams that kept coming, the horses under his seat were not controlled at all, and he felt that he was really going to finish the game.
Finally, the sound stopped in front of me, the screams were gone, and all that remained was the groans of those who were still alive.
"Buddha Amitayus, I will definitely be more devout than before!" The king felt that the Buddha was so close to him at this moment.
It was only when he turned around that he realized that there was no longer his own army in front of him. The soldiers in front of him were all dead, or fell in two places, either convulsive or trampled to death by the horses of the friendly forces behind. Hell, yes, this is hell! Maybe that's what hell should look like...... Absolutely!!
In front of the King of the Teachings, the Wehrmacht had already lined up and assumed a shooting stance.
The King of Interpretation naturally knew about the fire gun, but the Wehrmacht's fire gun was different from what he had seen, but it didn't matter, the posture of the gun was very similar, so he still knew that it should be the fire gun...... Damn, your position is within the range of the firecracker!
"Your Highness, go back!" Fortunately, at this moment, the rear army also came over one after another, surrounding the King of Interpretation.
For that smell of urine, I decisively chose to ignore it.
"Retreat, retreat!" The Sectarian King cannot ignore the other party's firearms.
The most important thing is that now his army is scattered, but the other side is ready to fight. Moreover, he finally knew why the other side had so many infantry, it was because this army was heavily armed with firearms.
As for the power of the firecracker, in fact, the king of the sect also knows a little, because Zhang Hongbin has also sold some firecrackers to this area. The king of the Teachings was the buyer, mainly to arm his own soldiers. It's a pity that at this moment, all the pro-soldiers have been killed.
You must get out of the range of the firebolt, or you will be shot!
At this moment, the king of the teachings thought of leaving, thinking of returning to his home. It doesn't matter if your own place is knocked down, as long as your treasure and family are still there, you can stay with another king for a while......
Go home, I'm going home!
The king of the sect kept crying out in heartache, he was a little tired of his home some time ago, and now he misses the place he used to be tired of.
It's just that what awaits him is bursts of shooting. Not only rifles, but also two light machine guns greeted them.
In the end, the king of the teachings felt a pain in his back, and then his whole body was weak, and his last thought was: Buddha Amitayus, are you asking me to go back to my 'hometown'?