After being silent for a few seconds, the mechanical puppet suddenly moved, striding towards Chen Xing and launching a second round of offensive.

Chen Xing's mind moved, and the spatial crack behind him opened, and a large number of goblins rushed out, brandishing wooden sticks and kitchen knives, and rushed towards the mechanical puppet with a shout.

The Viscount of Strength had never seen a goblin and did not know its strength or weakness, so he immediately ordered the mechanical puppet to smash it down with a single punch.

I only heard a loud "bang", the ground shook, and several goblins were smashed into meat pies on the spot, and they died with a whimper.

The remaining goblins rushed to the feet of the mechanical golems and clanked into each other.

The cost of teleporting psionic energy is far greater than summoning a goblin, so instead of dodging, put some cannon fodder out to block it.

In terms of psionic energy consumption, goblins can be said to be the best cannon fodder. The mechanical golem's astonishing punch just now must have consumed much more psionic energy than the dead goblins.

If nothing else, just keep fighting like this, and just summoning a goblin can exhaust the opponent to death.

Although the destructive power of goblins is limited, they are noisy and constantly making screeching noises, which make people feel extremely irritated, like mosquito bites, and it is difficult to ignore them.

The mechanical golem's two copper feet were clanged by wooden sticks and kitchen knives, and goblins climbed up with bandages.

The mechanical golem's eyes glowed red, and the steam furnace was running at high power. With a "woo", two majestic columns of air erupted from his shoulders. The huge copper foot plate slowly lifted, and then stomped down.

The shadows on the ground widened rapidly, and the feet of copper and iron fell from the sky.

The goblins screamed and scattered. The footboard fell with a bang, and only two of them who had no time to escape were trampled on, killed on the spot, and turned into bright green star sand and flew back into the field.

The mechanical golem continued to stomp, but it was tall and slow, and it didn't kill many goblins in seven or eight consecutive strokes.

Chen Xing took advantage of this time to turn into three, split the distance in three directions, and then condensed spiritual energy and launched a storage shot.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Three consecutive psionic armor-piercing rounds hit the mechanical golem's canned head. The force of the impact staggered it, and the shattered parts flew backwards.

The Viscount of Strength saw it in his eyes, knowing that if it continued like this, the "Dogamaso" he was proud of would be beaten into a pile of scrap metal, and raised his hand and waved forward.

"Simatas!"

The spatial crack opened, and a slender figure stepped out.

Another mechanical spirit, also covered with bandages, and his limbs are long and thin, full of strange precision.

The cold light flickered overhead, and when I looked at it, it turned out to be a circular saw blade set on the top of my head, and the serrations were extremely sharp.

When it came out, it didn't rush over, but took off the saw blade above its head, put it on its fingers, and spun its body like a ballet, slashing on the ground.

"Boom!"

Sparks flew and the saw blade spun at high speed, making a soft sound that tore through the air.

Then it spun around again, jagged across the floor, sending out a bright spark.

The blade rotates faster, and the part that rubs against the air heats up rapidly, becoming orange-red and transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Chen Xing's scalp on the opposite side tingled slightly, and when he sensed the danger, he immediately turned the muzzle of the gun. But at the same time as the bullet was fired, the opponent also threw out the extremely fast spinning saw blade.

"Tear up!"

The saw blade sliced through the air and flew into the goblin in a high-speed arc, blood spraying.

The path of the saw blade made it look like a goblin had been run over by a lawnmower, leaving a trail covered in blood and severed limbs.

But that's not all, the whirling saw blade pierced through a large number of goblins, castrated unabated, flew to the end of the hall and hit the wall, and suddenly sparks sparked.

"Bell, bell!"

The saw blade ejected a few times in succession, then flew back again, flattening a large area of goblins again, almost like a flesh mixer.

And the psionic armor-piercing bullet that Chen Xing shot out was blocked by the psionic shield condensed by the Viscount of Strength.

The space here is too cramped for the Goblin Army. Chen Xing immediately collected his gun and fled, and the remaining goblin soldiers rushed to the Viscount of Strength in three ways to complete the mission of cannon fodder.

Chen Xing did not use teleportation, but ran out of the main entrance of the hall on two legs. Because he was afraid that the other party would abandon the pursuit, so that his plan would be frustrated.

As soon as he got out of the gate, Chen Xing met a patrol of three people. I couldn't help but say it, and immediately pulled the trigger, and the dense shellless bullets swept over like a torrential rain.

The three of them were beaten into a hornet's nest on the spot and fell down bleeding profusely.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Xing rushed to the outer city wall of the fortress, stepped on the wall, jumped several meters high, and jumped directly onto the city wall.

The sentry on the city wall saw the figure rushing up, and as soon as he shouted the word "enemy attack", he was stabbed through by a blade.

As soon as the nearby mercenaries saw the situation clearly, before they could pick up their guns, Chen Xing had already jumped off the city wall and rode the white wolf towards the endless wasteland.

"Da Da Da!" "Da Da Da!" "Da Da Da!"

By the time the mercenaries started shooting, the White Wolf King had already run a long distance.

Bullets missed, hitting the ground and dusty. Occasionally, one or two hit the White Wolf King, but they couldn't penetrate the tough fur, and could only cause a small amount of damage.

After running five or six hundred meters, the gunfire behind him gradually subsided. Chen Xing turned his head and saw a huge figure rushing out of the fortress and chasing it out in this direction.

As he expected, the powerful viscount couldn't help but chase him out, wanting to avenge the sneak attack.

Chen Xing continued to distance himself. As if stabbing a hornet's nest, a large number of mercenaries were chased out along with the powerful viscount. Several incandescent beams shone out, the roar of the engines from far to near, and there were at least fifty or more mobile units in the pursuers.

Chen Xing rode on the back of the wolf and turned around to shoot while running, and a shot hit the off-road vehicle that rushed to the front, exploding on the spot, and the screams resounded through the wasteland.

"Squeak!"

Several insect chirps rang out from above. Looking up, there was a crack in the blue in the sky. Mechanical spiders emerged from the sea of light, the size of a bull, with their tails dragging white silk to the ground. At a glance, there are at least twenty or so of them.

After the mechanical spider landed, the long mechanical knuckle feet danced rapidly, catching up with the white wolf king at a very fast speed and flying up.

"Dada!"

The stormy shellless bullet instantly knocked the mechanical spider that flew in the air, rolling backwards.

After running a certain distance, Chen Xing felt that it was almost over, and as soon as his mind moved, the White Wolf King suddenly stopped, the wolf claws drew several deep marks on the ground, and he turned around quickly, and his strong and powerful hind legs kicked violently, rushing towards the pursuers.

Seeing Chen Xing turn around, the Viscount of Strength snorted coldly, "There is a way in heaven for you not to go, and there is no door for hell for you to break in!" ”

But at this moment, a huge spatial crack hundreds of meters long slowly opened behind Chen Xing. The Viscount of Strength was taken aback, because the larger the spatial rift, the larger the size or number of the Imperial Spirits, the stronger the strength would naturally be.

"Hala!"

With an earth-shattering battle cry, a tidal wave of goblins surged out.

"Whew!"

Hundreds of goblin fighters streamed out from the sea of light, swept over Chen Xing's head, and flew towards the pursuers.

They were followed by a batrider flapping his wings.

On the ground, the Goblin Army is divided into three routes. At the vanguard of the Midlane Army are the strong Goblin Warriors, followed by Goblin Warriors with sticks and kitchen knives and Goblin Spearthrowers with short spears on their backs, interspersed with Steam Tanks, Goblin Slingshotmen, and Witch Doctors with small flags.

The Left and Right armies were Goblin Cavalry, running around the arc with speed superiority, detouring around the flanks of the Great Army.

Suddenly a large army attacked on the empty horizon, and the Viscount of Power and his men were dumbfounded.

Compared with the overwhelming army, they are like a small flower in the storm, weak and helpless.

In the process of charging, Chen Xinglinghai churned, and the nine-tenet runes bloomed with brilliance.

I saw that his figure was blurred, shaking at high frequency, overlapping light and shadow, and then "swooped" and divided into nineteen.

There are two normal mirror doppelgangers, and eighteen under the blessing of the ninetet.

This is a true doppelganger, an entity that is all manifested by psionic energy, not a mirror image that shatters at the touch of a button.

In the next second, gunshots rang out, and the blue trajectory cut through the darkness.

Nineteen Chen Xing hid in the goblin group, and at the same time launched a charging shot, the scene was extremely spectacular.

The blue bullets were extremely accurate, and off-road vehicles, motorcycles, and mechanical spiders were shot one after another and exploded into fireballs.

With a single face, Chen Xing inflicted heavy losses on the opponent's mobile troops.

Before the army made contact, the morale of the powerful viscount's side had collapsed, and people kept turning around and fleeing.

"Death to those who escaped from battle!" The Viscount of Strength roared, and the saw blade in the hands of the slender puppet spun out, decapitating the few deserters running in front in an arc.

Fear of being strong in commanders

Great strength, the remaining deserters turned around one after another and returned to the charging team.

"Dogamaso!"

The giant mechanical golem took the lead and rushed to the front. The steam furnace was overloaded, glowing orange-red, and the column of steam behind it rose into the sky with a shrill whistle.

The two sides approached rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they were less than a hundred meters apart, and the air force units of the Goblin Army were the first to arrive on the battlefield.

"Yo-hoo!"

Excited cries rang out from the sky, and wooden warplanes swooped down, long columns of bullets fired from the cannons on both sides.

Immediately afterward, Batrider skimmed over the sky and dropped a flaming oil bottle. The glass bottle shattered when it hit the ground and turned into a raging flame.

Screams rang out one after another, some were shot, some were burned.

The infantry mecha "Sand Camel" on the Viscount's side raised their Vulcan cannons to fight back, and the bullets fired rapidly under the iron wings swept across the sky like a flame whip. The swept fighter exploded, the wood shattered, and the Batrider had broken limbs and blood splattered.

And this time, Chen Xing didn't launch another energy charge, because a single salvo would use up thirty-eight units of mental power. He only had 300 units at full capacity, including the shadow pool, and it had to be used to sustain the rest of the battle.

There is no suspense in this battle, though.

Seconds later, the two sides collided violently. Due to the disparity in numbers, the troops on the Viscount's side of the strength were like dumplings, and they were instantly surrounded by the goblin army.

"Don't be afraid, they're weak!"

The Viscount of Strength swept away the two little green monsters that rushed over with his fist, constantly boosting morale.

But there are too many goblins, and they rush directly to the front and fight in close quarters. The mercenaries were forced to shoot at close range, accidentally injuring their own people, and their morale was even lowered.

Only the place where the giant puppet has a slight advantage. Under the control of the Viscount of Strength, it spun its body at high speed, constantly sweeping the goblins that tried to approach, turning a few meters around it into a forbidden area for goblins.

However, Chen Xing had already prepared.

On the other side of the battlefield, the three "Chen Xing" cooperated with each other to assemble a super-large sniper rifle, the Hunter, at a very fast speed.

"Smack!"

Push a thirty-fivemm giant sniper bullet into the chamber of the gun, aim at the target, compress wildly and infuse psionic energy.

Angel Hunting, the most powerful ultra-long-range sniper weapon in the clay world.

In three minutes, the giant puppet slaughtered the goblins for three minutes, and after three times the compression of psionic energy, the red lotus armor-piercing bullets in the chamber were finally filled. The entire bullet became crystal clear, like a block of ice, and the blue brilliance overflowed the muzzle.

"Bang!"

The barrel of the gun slammed, spewing out a large swath of blue flame.

In the next instant, the giant golem's canned head exploded, and the scattered parts sprayed backwards, then smashed down on the crowd like hail.

The giant puppet lost its control center, and the steam furnace completely lost control, turning from orange to crimson, and then with a "boom", the flames soared into the sky.

The huge explosion overturned everything around it, and the closer ones were directly fried into meat sauce.

Seeing that the most proud imperial spirit was destroyed, the Viscount of Strength was like ashes.

Chen Xing's second shot directly shattered the saw blade imperial spirit.

The Viscount of Strength was glazed in sight and had lost all his fighting spirit. The goblin encirclement grew smaller and smaller, and finally drowned everything.

This battle seems to be easy to win, but in fact, as long as the opponent holds the fortress, the victory or defeat is still two words. After all, goblins are weak individuals, and it is very difficult to fight tough battles. But on this plain, surrounded by enemies on all sides, he was directly drowned by his tactics of crowds.

Chen Xing spent ten minutes letting the goblins clean up the battlefield, pick out the most valuable things, and then returned to the fortress.

At this time, there were only a small number of remnants left in the fortress who did not keep up with the large army, and when they saw Chen Xing coming back, they knew that their superiors had been defeated, and they immediately scattered and fled in fright.

Chen Xing didn't spend too much effort to chase and kill the mouth, after all, there were so many people, and they fled in all directions, it was difficult not to miss the net, so just let them run.

Then he came to the Golden Gate.

The keyhole is right in the middle. He took out the golden key and inserted it.

In an instant, all the gems began to glow. On the door frame, on the key, the light of the seven colors is dazzling.

He twisted it slightly.

"Bang dang!"

The golden door slowly opened.