Chapter Twenty-Nine: Chaotic War

"Stalemate? Do you talk about cross talk again? Is this level of stalemate called? I haven't really figured out what I'm capable of yet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The man in casual clothes who had appeared before stood in the middle of the terracotta army, on a chariot loaded with crossbow arrows and shields, and several strong terracotta soldiers stood beside him, glancing angrily around for possible threats. The man looked up, crossed the battlefield between the two, and glanced at Alcatel in the distance, then smiled wildly.

"Fun, fun, so much fun! Alcatel! ใ€Son of the Dragonใ€‘! ใ€King of Monstersใ€‘! [Piercing Gong]! โ€

"But! That's not enough! It's just that these teams can't stop my Great Qin's Bing Peak! Is it just these dead bodies? โ€

"Of course not! Why do you think I, Alcatel, have such abilities? If you talk big, wait for you to live. โ€

As if hearing the man's words, Alcatel raised his head, covered his forehead, and looked at the guy who was laughing maniacally with vicissitudes of life, and then drew an arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Be careful, King!"

A terracotta warrior behind the man shouted, but he didn't see any movement, the space was distorted, and he appeared in front of the man, the king, and then raised the bronze short sword in his hand and slashed at the void in front of him.

"Ding!"

A blue bullet appeared on the blade of the sword at some point, and was then shattered by the blade.

I don't know when, I don't know from where, the bullet came out, and without a trace in the sky, without making any sound, it suddenly appeared in front of the man.

If it weren't for the constant vigilance of his terracotta soldiers, now he would have been pierced through the heart and then withdrawn from this game.

"Damn! When!? The man who escaped the catastrophe looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, and then gritted his teeth and looked at Alcatel.

Alcatel's relaxed smile grew, and the mouth shape of the pistol gesture to his index finger and the onomatopoeia of "touching" still on his mouth.

And next to him, there was also a girl with flowing hair, glasses, grinning, revealing the fangs in her mouth.

"Oh? Lieutenant Wink? Is it really part of the Dead River? The smile on the corner of his mouth remained the same, and the major crossed his legs, clasped his hands on his legs, and looked at the girl on the screen in front of him.

"So, our handsome guy, the Alhambra, should also appear, right?" Although it was a questioning word, the major said in an affirmative tone.

As soon as the words fell, the picture in front of him flashed, and the camera shifted from the beautiful girl's body to an uncle with a hat.

With a deck of playing cards in his white-gloved fingers, the guy named Cain Alhambra still smiles even after being dead and a corpse and a member of the Dead River.

Like a gentleman, he walked out of the sea of blood with an elegant posture, with a faint smile on his face, strolling among the yellow legions as if no one was around, the hand holding the playing card shook slightly, and a playing card would fly out of his fingertips, and then crossed a trajectory and shot the head of the fighting terracotta warriors.

Although they are only playing cards, with the skill of Cain Alhambra, these cards can be deeply inserted into the terracotta warriors' bodies made of mud and stone.

With every shake of the wrist, a terracotta warrior must fall, and with every step forward, the red blood tide around him will follow suit. With such a beautiful performance, such a relaxed freehand, the situation here was immediately known to the enemy.

In a moment, a large group of soldiers armed with long ges trotted like him and charged, ready to tear him apart.

Faced with such a situation, the Alhambra was not in a hurry, no, it should be said that the Alhambra, as a corpse, no longer panicked and feared.

Holding five playing cards, and then flicking it slightly, the terracotta warriors and horses that attacked continued to advance four or five steps in a charging posture, and then fell to the ground as if they couldn't stop their steps.

The five playing cards just now, under the magic of the Alhambra, like an open fan, slashed through the neck of the terracotta warriors, slashing the neck made of mud and stone in two.

Although this guy only has the title of lieutenant in the final brigade, he can indeed be called a master guy in this world. Even if he couldn't force Alcatel's dead river to be killed, even if his name didn't even remember the major, but this is the kind of guy who did support Alcatel's hands for a long time before being killed.

"Well, Admiral, it's time for us to come out, and after so long of silence, it's time to make a move. As an aggressor who blows the horn of war, you can't just stand and watch like this, and then be dominated by the noise. โ€

With a smile, he gave the order to start moving, and the major faced the admiral.

"Yes, Major, you'll see." Saluted to the major, the Admiral arrived earnestly, then turned his head and walked to the seat in the middle of the bridge, looked around, saw that the soldiers around him were working seriously, nodded with satisfaction, and then sat down.

Bismarck, on the other hand, followed the Admiral to the back of his seat, standing on the ground with a straight body, staring at the big screen in front of him with his hands behind his back and staring at him with a serious face, quietly waiting for the Admiral's order.

"Open the missile compartment door valve! Reload your missiles! โ€

"Anti-aircraft artillery alert!"

"Cannonball loading! Reload incendiary bombs! โ€

"The searchlights are all on! Open to the ground below! โ€

"Open the missile compartment door valve! Reload your missiles! โ€

"Anti-aircraft artillery alert!"

"Cannonball loading! Reload incendiary bombs! โ€

"Searchlight on! Target the ground! โ€

With the order of the Admiral, the various units on Bismarck were preparing for battle in an orderly manner.

"Excellent! Worthy of being a soldier from my Great Germany! So.... โ€

"Below the goal! Target Alcatel troops! Target Terracotta! โ€

"Missiles! Full launch! โ€

"Missiles! Full launch! โ€