Chapter 139. Endless Roar (Part II) (Part 2)

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The violent cannon fire was one after another, and the pitch-black round cannonballs kept falling in the city lord's mansion, and the houses and courtyards were all shrouded in the dense cannonballs.

The people screamed and fled, and before they could take a few steps, a cannonball fell from the sky, piercing the roofs in an instant, and then piercing through the bodies of the fleeing people, tearing their bodies apart completely.

Under the roar of cannons, there was no difference between the able-bodied soldiers and the pot-bellied nobles and wealthy merchants.

Once the blazing artillery falls, everything will be ruthlessly torn apart and destroyed.

The screams, the wails, the cries for mercy, the roars, the sounds of all kinds of people in the last moments of their lives seemed to be accompanied by the loud roar, which had been heaven on earth before, and in an instant turned into an endless hell.

Under the roaring cannonballs, the flesh and blood of the human body were so fragile and vulnerable, and pieces of flesh and blood continued to burst open, spilling in all directions along with the red blood.

The corpses of scattered corpses kept falling, adding a bit of chill to the cold night.

A young man and woman ran together in a bit of panic, and they were lucky enough to escape the first round of shelling.

Suddenly, the woman's left foot slumped, and her body almost fell to the ground, seeing this scene, the man hurriedly held the young woman's body, and just wanted to say a few words of comfort, when he glanced at it, from the dark iron curtain, iron balls fell rapidly here again.

looked at the beautiful woman beside him and his childhood sweetheart, fear and reason were entangled, and in the end, fear overcame everything, the once beautiful vow disappeared in an instant, a trace of fierceness flashed in the man's eyes, and then pushed away the woman's body, and the whole person fled frantically into the distance.

Before the young girl could react to what was going on, she was just surprised that there was no man's body temperature in her chest, and then the blazing iron balls had completely torn and swallowed her young, vibrant, and graceful body.

The man was running desperately, although there was a rapid and heavy gasp in his mouth, it seemed that in the next second, his heart would be completely ruptured because of the vigorous exercise, and the man did not have the slightest intention of stopping, although his legs were as heavy as lead, his body was still moving his steps, and his eyes flashed with an extremely strong desire to survive.

Carefully hiding behind a rockery, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the flying cannonballs never landed on his side.

Glancing at the area where the woman was just now, there were already seven or eight huge potholes, and the earth was splashing out, and the girl's figure had long since disappeared.

Seeing this scene, a trace of guilt suddenly flashed in the man's heart, but more than that, he was happy.

As long as you can survive, those who have lost will come back sooner or later, and if you die, there is really nothing.

Secretly said a fluke, but the man's gaze was suddenly stunned, and from mid-air, a pitch-black iron ball with a sharp whistling that pierced the air, and then fell fiercely towards his area.

There was a "boom" sound, and everything turned into nothing.

Similar scenes are constantly staged here, and in this extremely dangerous moment, joys and sorrows, distortions or brilliance of human nature are all shown little by little.

And in this endless artillery fire, Lin Hao's body jumped and rolled rapidly, like an incomparably nimble tiger, playing and playing in the forest at will.

It's just that at this time, the appearance of this tiger is a little embarrassed, and the neat hair has an unpleasant smell of burnt at this time, as if it has been burned by the fire, the clothes on its body have been extremely messy, many places have been torn, and there is an extra blood stain on the forehead, as if it has been cut by some sharp object.

Lin Hao never expected that in just a few hours, the originally quiet and peaceful port of Ksovo would become like this, chaotic, disorderly, and dangerous.

However, with the appearance of the figure of "Red Flame", Lin Hao seemed to have seen that the black curtain had been opened, and the darkness he had been worried about began to descend little by little like raindrops, and then it would eventually envelop everything.

The iron balls in the sky kept falling, and Lin Hao thought that his body was strong enough to resist the attack of a small number of bullets, but it was impossible to block the hot, violent, and fierce iron balls.

The roaring sound kept sounding, and Lin Hao's figure also quickly dodged with the huge cannon sound, as if he felt an unprecedented crisis, and the prototype of the tiger in his mind also moved, his mouth raised to the sky, and then let out a silent long roar.

With the movement of the tiger prototype, Lin Hao's spiritual sense of the whole person was also rapidly improving, and before the cannonball fell, he had already sensed the crisis in advance, and then his body quickly dodged.

The artillery in the sky kept falling, fortunately, the area of the City Lord's Mansion was large enough, and those cannons would not always shoot at one place, so with his agile skills and terrifying spiritual sense, Lin Hao was still lucky to avoid the cannonballs, even so, his forehead was still cut by the gravel brought up after the cannonballs fell.

As time passed, the sound of the cannon gradually became quieter, and after a burst of intermittent sounding, it stopped completely. Lin Hao cautiously poked out the head that was shrunk behind the cover, and then revealed in front of him, what was the previous tall and magnificent City Lord's Mansion, within a radius of nearly a thousand meters, there was not even a complete house, and there were broken rubble and masonry everywhere.

Everywhere around, one after another flesh and blood blurred figures fell, some could tell whether they were nobles, wealthy merchants or black-armored soldiers by the clothes on their bodies, but more were corpses with a body that could not be distinguished at all.

The crimson blood covered the entire area around it, as if everything had been soaked in the earth, revealing an unimaginable heaviness and tragedy.

And behind this cannon fire, hundreds of figures poured in from all directions, armed with various weapons, and moved quickly over the ruins like ghosts.

Those who were extremely lucky to escape the catastrophe in the artillery fire never thought that before they could catch their breath, the figures of the Grim Reaper would come again! (To be continued.) )