Chapter 83 The shield is not broken

This kind of thing seems endless, and there are more to come, as many as you kill. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Qianye's heart rose with murderous intent and strode forward.

Qing Yue saw it next to her, and couldn't help but be surprised, and shouted, "What are you going to do?

Hordes of ironclad warriors are like black tides, surging towards the thousand nights. At first glance, the momentum swallows the sky!

However, Qianye's combat skills were almost complete at this moment, and his pace was fast and slow, and he easily and skillfully drilled through the gap in the front row of ironclad samurai and stood in the center of the ironclad samurai. All the ironclad warriors' movements suddenly stopped for a short moment, but in the eyes of powerhouses like Qianye and Qingyue, this moment could already do a lot of things. Dongyue suddenly lost weight in Qianye's hand, flying uncertainly, and in the blink of an eye, he had cut off seven or eight elephant legs around him.

The Thousand Nights slashed their legs very carefully, and each samurai only cut off one leg, so that although these ironclad samurai were still able to fight, their combat power was greatly reduced, and they were not even half of their original strength. Even the city guards can rely on the strength of the crowd and slowly soak them.

On the other side of the battlefield, Qingyue saw a pang in her eyes, and she immediately adjusted the muzzle of her cannon and began to strafe at the enemy line.

The troops under the command of the Spider Emperor and the Wolf King were all attacked from her side, although there were many of them, most of them were ordinary warriors of the first and second grades. To deal with them, the multi-barreled Vulcan cannon in Qingyue's hand has become an out-and-out killing weapon.

As the barrel reached a predetermined speed, in an earth-shattering roar, the metal jets converged into a fiery dragon that swept across the enemy's entire attacking surface. Before the fire, everything that stood in its way, whether it was a house or flesh and blood, was all smashed to pieces!

In the blink of an eye, the barrel of the Vulcan cannon turned red, and although Qingyue was unwilling, she had to stop firing. In front of her, the small and chaotic shantytown had been flattened, and the broken wood and bricks and limbs were mixed together, paving new ground and turning into a special cemetery.

The Vulcan cannon in Qingyue's hand is a special model, even more powerful than the ship-based type, as long as ordinary low-level soldiers are hit by a cannonball, their entire body will be shattered, and there is no such thing as a whole corpse.

At this moment, the opponent's offensive front has been hollowed out in a large chunk, and in just one round of strafing, hundreds of soldiers died under the Vulcan cannon. Of course, there is a huge power factor in this, but Qingyue's superb archery skills are the main reason.

In an instant, the enemy's morale dropped to its lowest point, and the survivors either stood still or turned their heads and ran, and the offensive stopped.

After pouring out her anger, Qingyue was a little proud, and turned her head to look at Qianye's side, but only saw Qianye's distant back. Where he was standing, the ironclad warriors who fell to the ground were all missing a leg, and it was difficult for them to move. They collided with each other, and instead, they turned on their backs.

In Qingyue's eyes, these are live targets, especially suitable for slaughter with the Vulcan Cannon. However, she was not happy at all, and the many ironclad warriors who forced her to retreat were so vulnerable to Qianye's hands that they didn't even force out his true strength. In addition, killing these half-crippled opponents is really invigorating.

"Damn, in your eyes, I can only deal with these cripples, if it weren't for this hellish place, how could you make you look down on me so much!"

At this time, Su Yueyuan's voice sounded beside her: "Miss Qingyue, I'm here to help you!"

Su Yue landed beside Qingyue and glanced at the battlefield, and was taken aback. With his strength, of course, he would not be shocked by the number of casualties among the miscellaneous soldiers, and it was the group of ironclad warriors who were still struggling to get up that really shook them.

"Who did that?" Su Yueyuan's face was solemn. He has watched the battle so far, and naturally knows the difficulty of the ironclad warriors, even if it is him, he can't put down so many ironclad warriors at once.

"I don't know!" Qingyue obviously didn't want to answer the question, and the Vulcan cannon in his hand roared again, sweeping hard at the half-crippled ironclad warrior.

Su Yueyuan was also interested, so he didn't ask more, picked up his gun, and stabbed the ironclad warriors who fell to the ground to death one by one. When he finished killing the ironclad warriors in this place, he also gasped slightly. The defense and vitality of these big guys are extremely amazing, even if they fall there and let people kill, it is very difficult to kill. Su Yue was far from knowing the key point of the ironclad warrior, and it often took two or three shots to completely stab an ironclad warrior to death, and killing a dozen in a row was also a burden for him.

Qingyue had already run out of shells over there, and the people who followed behind immediately replaced the barrel shells for the Vulcan Cannon. Taking advantage of this rare gap, Su Yueyuan looked at the corpse of a subway armored warrior, and sighed softly, "I really don't know who is so powerful and can beat so many iron-armored warriors to half a cripple." ā€

"I don't know. Qingyue threw out a hard answer again.

At this moment, the masked man slapped the handrail vigorously, and the throne of the Spider Emperor suddenly turned into ashes, and even the floor under his feet was shattered. Of course, the masked man was unaffected, suspended in the air, still sitting upright.

Plopped, and all the Spider Demon Blood Clan and the like in the command cabin fell to the ground, all of them were crushed to the ground by his angry murderous intent, and only a few people with the strongest strength could stand.

"How can a puppet warrior lose so much!?"

The blood clan on the ground trembled and said, "My lord, I, I don't know. But there are indeed seven hundred people who have lost contact. ā€

"Could it be that Su Dingqian secretly made a move?"

The masked man snorted and said coldly, "It's not him." If he makes a move, he can't hide it from this seat. ā€

"That's Liu Daoming. This old guy has always been cunning, and he may have hidden some powerful means. ā€

The masked man was silent, and after a while, he said, "That's the case, let the strong men of each family kill it!"

At this moment, it is not the best time for the strong to attack, the situation in the city is chaotic, Su Dingqian's side is familiar with the terrain, and there are gods and generals in the city, not to mention anything else, just being able to cover up the breath is enough to let the strong people on the side of Lingang City take advantage of a lot. It's a strong man with a special identity, and it's not yet time to go out. At this moment, the people who entered the city were cannon fodder and outlaws.

However, the heavy losses of the Iron Golem Warrior apparently made the Masked Man lose patience, and he drove all the strong men who were about to fight into battle in one fell swoop. At this time, no one dared to risk angering the Masked Man to dissuade him.

After a few moments, there were more than half of the people in the command module. The crystal spider's eyes shone again, and the Spider Emperor's consciousness came out of the air, saying, "Mask, don't be impulsive. ā€

The masked man snorted and said coldly, "I want to go to Lingang City for a walk." ā€

"Now is not the time for a showdown, on the contrary, we can't force Su Dingqian to have a showdown with us. We need to convince him that the occupation of Lingang City is only temporary, and that he will have a chance to get it back in the future. If we kill all the children of his subordinates now, we will only force out a crazy god general, and it will not do us any good. ā€

"But the loss of the ironclad puppet warriors ......"

The Spider Emperor said meaningfully: "No matter how big the losses are, they are limited, even if they are all destroyed, can they compare to our great plan? This step is the sea and the sky. ā€

The masked man snorted and sat down slowly. The floor of the chair beneath him was shattered, but the cold air surged, condensing into patches of dark ice, turning into a throne of ice, allowing him to sit still.

The Spider Emperor also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In this way, my war beast will also be dispatched, give him a little more pressure, so as not to have too many dreams at night." ā€

The masked man nodded slowly.

In the night, the high-spirited roar of the war beast sounded again, and the earth trembled with the footsteps of the two giant beasts. Countless floatboats landed on the side of the city walls at the risk of crashing, and a tidal wave of warriors poured out of their cabins and rushed towards Lingang City.

The city defense was about to collapse in the blink of an eye, and Qianye, who was fighting in the inner city, felt the pressure increase sharply, and glanced in the direction of the outside of the city. From this position, the heads of the two war beasts can be faintly seen.

"War Behemoths are out again?" Qianye felt a little gloomy in his heart, knowing that the other party was planning to take Lingang City in one go, and began to storm with all his might.

Qianye lunged and rushed towards several ironclad warriors. The ironclad warriors are not divided between enemy and enemy, so the place where they are located is quite empty. On the other hand, this weapon of war is obviously the main force of the other side. Based on the experience of a thousand nights, it can be seen that they are expensive. If Su Dingqian doesn't make any more moves, then Lingang City will definitely not be able to hold it, and while he is in chaos, he will definitely kill more people to reduce the burden in the future.

Qianye is already familiar with dealing with ironclad warriors, and with a single swing of Dongyue, he can cut off a piece of elephant legs, and beat the hordes of ironclad warriors half-crippled, much faster than harvesting them one by one. And this kind of half-crippled war puppet is also difficult to deal with afterwards.

In the blink of an eye, Qianye harvested dozens of ironclad warriors. He was rushing down to the next battlefield when he suddenly stopped, and his upper body leaned back strangely, avoiding a sniper bullet wrapped in gray mist.

In front of the Thousand Nights, the heavily armored knight reappeared. He looked at Qianye and said coldly, "Kill happily, right?"

Chiya looked in the direction where the sniper was flying from, and as expected, he didn't see the gray shadow. Gray Shadow sniper skills are first-class, and stealth is more talented, which can be easily discovered. But it is certain that he must have chosen a new position and hid in the shadows, just waiting for Qianye to reveal his flaws.

"Don't look at it, there's no way you'll find him. You haven't answered my question yet, so you're going to have a good time tonight, right?"

"Of course. ā€

The knight glanced at the ironclad warrior struggling on the ground, and although he couldn't see his expression, he could tell the anger in his heart from his voice: "Okay, it seems that most of the puppet warriors are lost in your hands. In that case, then you don't want to leave alive tonight. Don't break the shield!"

The Force shield reappeared, and the knight held the shield in both hands, motionless as a mountain. However, he suddenly had some doubts, and saw that Qianye did not use the amazingly powerful seventh-level gun, but lifted the inconspicuous long sword.