This moment.

There was a dead silence on the field.

Blood was everywhere, and severed arms and stumps were everywhere.

The air was full of fishy odors.

Escape from hell.

And within 100 meters of the border towns bordering it, there is a clean place that is not stained with blood.

The contrast is incomparable.

Horror.

Fear.

Terrifying.

Despair.

Heavy emotions intertwined with the remaining army of ghosts, and finally turned into fear.

The next second.

The team collapsed.

The army of more than 3,000 powerful ghosts led by eight top ghost kings, seventy abyss-level ghost kings, and eight hundred ghost kings lost at least half of them under several rounds of bullets from the ghost gunners.

The top ghost king led by him is even more dead, his body is tattered into a sieve, and even the most professional splicing spirits have no way to reassemble such a ghost body.

In this case.

Collapse is inevitable.

The remaining dozen or so Abyss-level Ghost Kings, with frightened eyes on their faces, turned around and fled the battlefield.

As fast as you sprinted, you can run away now.

Time.

The scene descended further into chaos.

An atmosphere of despair enveloped the audience for the first time.

"Demons!"

"The Four Princes brought the power of the devil to the ghost world."

"Dead, all dead, under such divine punishment, no one can resist, run away."

The army of powerful ghosts fled one after another, their voices trembling.

……

The other side.

Unlike the army of ghosts who fled in rout, the mixed-race male player with the ID [Add] was stunned, and the other seven southern players were also stunned.

Lost?

That's how they lost?

The sprint of more than 4,000 powerful ghost armies was enough to sweep through any supernatural place in the southern realm, even if it was a so-called five-star supernatural land, it couldn't withstand such an impact.

Now, however, it is ......

The fourth prince routed the enemy army head-on.

Killed more than half of the army of ghosts in one go.

And all of them were unharmed.

And the fourth prince used a gun.

It is also a flintlock pistol that appeared earlier in the human world.

What's going on with this horse?

My God.

Are they hallucinating?

Why would they see thermal weapons that only belong to human history in a copy of the horror world set in the Middle Ages?

Could it be ......

These four princes are carrying out the industrial revolution?

Otherwise, how could you have thought of building a flintlock pistol.

This is so unreasonable.

Not at all like something that a thriller copy would have.

And also.

The power of modern thermal weapons is obvious to all, and it has no effect on the ghosts above the level of the ghost king at all, even if the neutron bomb explodes close to the face, it will not be able to cause any effect.

Can ...... now There is a top ghost king who died at the muzzle of a flintlock pistol.

Gan!

What the hell is all this?

Just thinking about it.

The players suddenly saw that there was also a move on the side of the fourth prince.

I saw the fourth prince waving his hand.

More than 500 ghost gunsmiths who had just stood there and fired immediately went into action.

While pursuing, shooting.

A massacre was carried out against the fleeing army of ghosts.

With each round of bullets slanting down, dozens of ghostly corpses fell, and the blood mist exploded.

on this.

Shen Jian was still not satisfied.

Because the pursuit exposes the biggest weakness of his side.

That is, the overall strength is weak.

The five hundred ghost gunsmiths composed of border towns have the highest level of terror at the red-clothed level, most of them are at the Tsing Yi level, and a small number of them are only white-clothed.

Their movement speed is naturally not as fast as that of the Noble Knights.

As a result, there is no lethal weapon, but it cannot be killed because it is out of range.

If this continues, it will not be possible to achieve the goal of total annihilation.

I thought about it.

Shen Jian took out a ghost horn from his body.

The gloomy threat said:

"Run? Your homes are all in the south, where do you want to go? ”

"Think clearly, people have run away, I will bombard your house next time, the home is gone, more than ten years of hard work will be ruined, and all good memories will be buried."

"Your sons, daughters, wives, grandfathers, grandmothers, will all cry out in pain in the flames of war, and it is because of your cowardice that the tragedy has been brought back."

The more you say.

Shen Jian became more and more excited.

The eyebrows danced, the corners of the mouth were even more grinning, and the handsome facial features were full of strange smiles.

It looks like a thief who has lost his conscience, using the lives of other people's families to force some good people to submit.

Crowd of players: ......

An army of fleeing ghosts: ......

Hear this.

The ghosts' fangs are about to be crushed.

Why don't you understand this truth if you don't get to your family?

Even the most despicable evil ghosts will not use their families to threaten, but the fourth prince does.

It's not a thing to step on a horse too much.

It is rumored that the four princes are rampant and domineering, and they are strong and powerful to the people's daughters, but now that they look at it, what they say is true.

This is a hanging man.

It's not a demon, it's better than a demon.

This moment.

The ghosts hesitated.

Because if Shen Jian really has no morals and chooses to harm his family, then everything said in the appeal will indeed happen.

Especially the mysterious army mastered by the fourth prince is too terrifying.

I'm afraid that the eight aristocratic families will come out, and they will lose a lot if they can't withstand a few rounds of strafing.

Think of it this way.

Some of the ghosts' hearts began to waver.

Then.

Shen Jian held the ghost horn again, and the yin qi poured in, and the divine ability of King Bian Cheng, the voice of the ghost and god, was activated.

"What are you afraid of? Everyone is a ghost, and they are all evil people, if it were me, I would fight with this fourth prince. ”

"The temperament of a real man, when the fire and thunder, when he moves forward bravely, he would rather die on the battlefield than live."

"Stand up, raise your weapons, and think of your relatives and friends, for if you run away, they will fall forever into the abyss."

“……”

Shen Jian's voice swayed, and the yin wind howled angrily, like the sound of hell, shaking the sky.

The affection in his words was sincere and impassioned, and he didn't know it, but he thought he was a hot-blooded man who was trapped in a lonely city and had no reinforcements, so he could only choose to fight to the death on the front line and defend his homeland behind him.

For a few seconds, the fleeing knights and the army of squirting ghosts only felt their blood boiling, and they had the urge to throw their blood.

But the next second.

They couldn't hold back.

Nima.

God fought with the four princes.

Aren't you the fucking one of us? It's really painstaking to say these things to give us chicken blood.

You have a set of how to insult people.

The ghosts gritted their teeth, and their back molars were about to be crushed.

This kind of emotion of being spurned by the enemy and being ashamed of oneself is simply insane.

made their anger against the four princes even stronger.

Time.

The fleeing army of ghosts showed hideous grimaces.

Anger cannot be suppressed.

Thereupon.

The next moment.

They gave up on escaping.

Under the influence of Shen Jian's ghostly voice, he stopped, turned around, and with a monstrous hatred, his eyes were red, and he rushed back against the bullets.

See here.

The smile on Shen Jian's face became even stronger.

Thumbs up.

Kudos to these guys.

Subsequently...... He gave these warriors the most explosive way to exit.

More than 500 ghost gunsmiths, armed with reloading flintlock pistols, fired a salvo, tilting the spitting sparks on these fierce ghost armies to the fullest.

In a flash.

Blood-red flowers bloom.

A bloody feast unfolded quietly.

……

farther away.

The Marquis of Wolftooth has not been able to recover until now.

His eyes widened.

With an almost crimson gaze, he stared in the direction of the battlefield.

What's going on?

What the hell is going on?!

Why was the 4,000 ghost army assembled by the nobles of the Eight Southern Realms defeated by the five hundred militia of the fourth prince as if they were chopping melons and vegetables?

It's just a group of low-level ghostly civilians who don't even have a ghost king.

Not to mention that the 4,000 powerful ghost army launched a charge together, even if it was just eight top ghost kings attacking together, it was enough to kill the entire border town in a few minutes.

But the reality is ......

The eight top ghost kings did not withstand a single round of supernatural attacks.

The army of 4,000 powerful ghosts also broke itself under the offensive and became a plate of scattered sand.

The key to all this lies in the supernatural weapons in the hands of the militia in the border town.

He saw with his own eyes that a white-clothed ghost in a border town was holding a weapon, and the bullets fired could also penetrate the body of the top ghost king, leaving a dismembering penetrating wound.

It's incredible.

It's like a dream.

If a white-clothed ghost can injure a top ghost king with a supernatural weapon, what is the role of the terrifying level used to evaluate the strength of the ghost?

Come to think of this.

A palpitation welled up in the heart of the Marquis of Wolffang.

Because he couldn't be sure if this supernatural weapon was just as effective as his ghost.

No matter how strong the ghost level is, it can't fight hard with an army of 4,000 ghosts in the case of a frontal charge.

In other words.

There is a possibility that he will also fall here.

The Marquis of Wolffang shuddered.

Knowing that this time the operation to conquer the four princes has been a complete failure.

Before he knew it, the fourth prince, who was infamous in the eyes of the rest of the kingdom, already secretly possessed the capital to dominate the southern realm.

What's more, no one knows all this.

Except for him, no one would have thought that the fourth prince would have no less ability than other princes and princesses, and this forbearance alone is chilling.

No, I must go back and tell the Duke about it...... The Marquis of Wolffang gritted his teeth.

His eyes fell on the battlefield again, and he only felt that his heart was dripping blood.

Because in this group of people there are not only the forces of the other seven nobles, but also his.

Even though he was a marquis of the southern realm and a ghost god, the loss of a top-notch ghost king, ten abyss-level ghost kings, a hundred ghost kings, and a number of red-clothed ghost kings was enough to reduce the overall strength of the Marquis' Mansion by one level.

Fortunately.

It's not too late.

As long as he returns to the Duke's Palace, he will explain today's events that the Duke of Elk will personally dispatch to unite all the underlying forces of the eight nobles to destroy the border town of the four princes.

At that time.

This is enough to rewrite the supernatural weapons of the Eli Empire, which will fall into their hands.

With this, they will be able to incorporate the entire southern territory into their fiefdom, and all the losses they have now can be regained.

However......

That's when it happened.

The Marquis of Wolftooth suddenly sensed that someone was staring at him.

He fixed his eyes.

The owner of that gaze was none other than the fourth prince.

He saw.

The fourth prince held the ghost horn and shouted in the direction where he was: "That one, everyone has the responsibility to defend the homeland, they are all good men, how can they surrender without a fight." ”

Marquis of Wolffang: ......

He was stunned.

Immediately showed a hint of disdain.

Hehe.

These four princes are really powerful with one mouth, they can say that the dead are alive, and after a few words, they can make the fleeing army of ghosts go back to die.

But......

It doesn't work for him.

Because he always believed that this was not a failure, and when he returned to the Duke's Palace and regrouped, the fourth prince would not be able to jump for long.

In this case, it is naturally impossible for him to be instigated.

Thereupon.

He glanced at the fourth prince coldly, and the cold and angry suppressed words squeezed out of his throat: "Your Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, what you have done today is to be an enemy of the duke, and to all the nobles in the entire southern territory, no matter how your supernatural weapon came from, the number will always be an irreparable disadvantage for you." ”

"Next time, you won't be so lucky."

The words fell.

The Marquis of Wolftooth didn't look at the others on the battlefield, and turned around to leave.

The other side.

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows and said with disgust: "Greedy for life and afraid of death, cowardice one." ”

Marquis Wolftooth paused, and then regained his composure, but his tone was colder: "Hehe, Your Highness, your supernatural weapon is indeed powerful, but...... For me, as a ghost, it's still a little tender. ”

"Try it then?"

“……”

The Marquis of Wolftooth didn't speak, and put down the cruel words: "When I go back to gather the southern army, I hope Your Highness will still be hard-mouthed at that time, and besides, Your Highness, you can't keep me, don't let go of the cruel words." ”

After speaking.

He turned away.

The figure floated in mid-air.

The ghost domains overlapped, driving his body away as if flying.

This time.

He didn't look back.

It's very hard.

It was as if he had not failed at all, and this time the loss was painless and itchy.

Ghost Scrivener Cali Tyr, Ghost Mayor Mayor, and even the surviving players were all shocked.

Especially the former, the fist clenched and released again.

As the Marquis of Wolffang said, a border town has the ability to defeat an army of 4,000 ghosts, but it does not mean that it has the ability to leave a ghost god behind.

In front of the ghosts, the speed of the bullet is not very fast, and it can be easily avoided.

If you want to keep each other, it's hard to get to the sky.

And once the Marquis of Wolftooth leaves, within a few days, the border town will face the counterattack of all the nobles in the entire southern territory and the siege of the three ghosts and gods.

Until then.

Everything will go into the unknown.

Subconsciously, Kali Thiel glanced at Shen Jian.

She wanted to know what else Shen Jian could do to keep the Marquis of Wolf Tooth in this situation.

That's what I think about.

She saw Shen Jian take out the barrel of a gun with a larger caliber, and when she pulled it out again, a Yin Qi cannonball countless times larger than an ordinary bullet was stuffed into the barrel, and then the button was pressed, and a cannonball shot out.

Straight towards the Marquis of Wolffang, who was flying in mid-air.

Rumble!

"Ahh

Accompanied by two explosion-like sounds.

The body of the Marquis of Wolffang fell from mid-air.

Black smoke emanating from his body.

It's like he's dead and can't die anymore.

Shen Jian said disdainfully: "Pretend to be Nima." ”

Ghost Clerk: ......

Mayor Ghost: ......

Crowd of players: ??!

If they read it right, it seems to be a ...... RPG？！

(End of chapter)