Chapter Twenty-Seven: Destroying Shell Village
"There is no axe, there is a hoe!"
He saw a hoe standing in the corner of the wall, so he ran over and grabbed the hoe and threw it at Pan Cheng!
Pan Cheng grabbed it and immediately met the knights, the fighting level of the knights was quite high, and in just one round of fighting, Pan Cheng's body had already been barreled with two shots.
"I just got out of prison and I was slow to react. He glanced at the two small holes in his body, and he was not surprised that blood kept pouring out.
"If you can't do it, if you can't do it, run 100 meters!"
Pan Cheng vigorously took a foot forward, and in an instant, he saw a powerful air impact circle rippling out from under his feet, and the knights who surrounded him rushed away at once.
"Listen to you, sir, let's run. ”
"I rubbed it, it became so fast. ”
Pan Cheng said embarrassedly: "I haven't been able to adapt to the free body yet, and besides, there is still a big gap between the hoe and the axe I want." ”
Bai Quanyu didn't say a word, he accelerated towards the gate of the factory at an accelerated pace of 100 meters, Pan Cheng also followed closely, of course the knights would not let them go easily, only to see a knight running quickly along the straw box, and stepped in front of the two people in three or two.
Pan Cheng turned around and struck the knight in the chest, only to hear a "click", and the knight's ribs were broken at once.
"Chase Grandpa and kill you. ”
The knights were frightened by him, and when they came to their senses, the two had already escaped from the arsenal one after the other.
"Do we want to chase, this kid has an extra master with similar skills to General Watt. ”
Another knight said: "The most important thing now is to transport the ballista back safely, and let them go for the time being, after all, we are not completely sure that we can take down that big man." ”
"I'm not afraid that a man has magic power, I'm afraid that a man can do martial arts. A knight looked at the departing Pan Cheng with a faint worry in his heart, this person may be a greater threat to Lord Watt than the Dark Magic Kid.
The two fled to a peasant house one after the other, and then closed the door tightly, Bai Quanyu knew that now the two of them needed a little time to recuperate their bodies, he needed to recover the dragon magic power as soon as possible, and Pan Cheng needed to be familiar with the free body in the shortest possible time, he had not fought for 12 years, and he had an inexhaustible physical strength, but the reaction of all aspects of his body was very poor.
Bai Quanyu walked directly to the wooden bed, took out the magic orb, held it on the palm, and slowly adjusted the magic recovery speed in his body, originally his dragon magic power could only recover about 100 points in 1 day, but now with this bead, the speed has been directly increased by more than 2 times, that is, it can recover nearly 250 points in 1 day, he has little time left, the Nolan army is about to leave the village, if he can't kill them before they leave, he will be sorry for the two escaped little spearmen who followed him over the mountains.
Pan Cheng entered the house and directly started push-ups in a large way, running to lift the big stone in the kitchen for a while, moving up and down, and hitting his fist against the sandbag for a while, 12 years, he finally regained his freedom, and the thing he wants to do most now is to quickly make some credit for Baiquanyu, so as to thank him for his grace of release and revenge.
Time flies, the sun rises quickly, and before you know it, the sun is about to go down and usher in the twilight of the next day.
After Watt's army captured the ten ballistae in the arsenal, the army grew in strength, and at Watt's behest, they decided to use the Shell Village as a starting experiment for the ballista.
700 villagers were killed by the Nolan army, and the remaining more than 600 women and children were collectively pressed to the center of the village, where they were closely guarded by two teams of spearmen.
Watt, dressed in bandages and in a wheelchair, was pushed by the cavalry to the high ground of the hill and overlooked the battle-torn village below, smiling excitedly from time to time.
The cavalry asked, "My lord, the Dark Magic Boy is still hiding in the village, what are we going to do with him?" “
He moved his head, glanced at the ballista on the high platform not far away, which was already ready to go, and said unhurriedly: "The arrows fired by the ballista have the ability to penetrate steel, wood and stone, they will send my dear opponent to a dead end, maybe he has washed and slept at this moment, but it doesn't matter, when he wakes up, he will only see his own corpse." After today, Shell Village will also be completely erased from the territory of Tianlong. “
He touched the already empty and fleshless right side of his face, anger already burning in his chest, but he suppressed it and didn't let it go.
Watt sent 10 ballista carts to aim at the village under the hill in three directions, and arrows as thick as tree trunks were carried by the wagons to the ballista, and the spearmen were constantly studying them around the ballista, as if they had never seen anything so strange in their lives.
The sun was slowly setting, and Watt whispered to the knights beside him: You can evacuate our people, and in one hour start the ballista to shoot the shell village into ruins.
The cavalry asked, "Are they also the women and children, the children in the middle of the village?"
"Of course, if it's not my people of Nolan, why have mercy. Watt gave him a look of his hand to carry out his orders, and the cavalry did not dare to disobey, so they ran in the direction of the ballista.
Bai Quanyu and Pan Cheng heard the cries of women in the distance in the house, and they all woke up from their cultivation, at this time, a team of spearmen passed by the edge of their house at a very fast pace, and only one of the spearmen captain was heard to say: "Hurry up, the adult's ballista is about to start, and anyone who falls behind must be buried with the people in the village." ”
"Da-da, da-da, da-da. ”
The spearmen's boots trampled on the road like heavy iron, and looked so out of place under the shouts of the villagers who were crying in the distance.
Pan Cheng called: "My lord, is there something going to happen outside the village, I heard a lot of children crying." ”