.239, the last enemy [12]

The body of Zhenwu fell to the ground, no matter what "Knife", "Gunsman", "Military Assistant", "Military Assistant", under the densely stormed bullets like rain, they all saw the King of Hell. The Butterfly Array was in front of the bullet rain array, and only lasted for less than two minutes.

Each corpse was covered with bullet holes. Some were shot four or five times in their heads, and the skull was smashed to pieces, not to mention the body. The wide body was covered with holes, and each hole was bleeding. Red blood, white brain, and yellow tissue fluid mixed together, spreading out the big piece.

Several "scouts" shouted: "Every enemy is destroyed!"

"All the enemy is destroyed!"

"We're winning!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The voice of the "scout" echoed in the air on the battlefield. Hu Zhongxian was overjoyed, the civil and military officials in Jiangnan were overjoyed, and the people watching the battle in Yuyao were overjoyed, and the ecstatic laughter burst out from the mouths of these people in an instant: "Win!"

"The soldiers of our cute country also have a tough day, hahaha, I finally won!"

The people of Yuyao couldn't help but burst into tears... They had been waiting for too long this day!

Unlike their carnival, Yi Yun's Yiwu soldiers did not cheer. They still kept aiming with their guns and quietly faced the battlefield. It turned out that they had not received the next order and were still in combat.

Hu Zhongxian saw all this and couldn't help but be shocked by the steel-like discipline of Yiwu Bing.

At this time, Yi Yun waved his hand and said, "The first and second brigades, check the casualties of our army. The third brigades, the fourth brigades, the fifth brigades, and the sixth brigades continue to maintain their combat status and monitor the surroundings. The seventh brigades, the eighth brigades, the ninth brigades, and the tenth brigades went to the battlefield, and there were still no dead enemies. The third level generals accompanied the team to inspect the battlefield and deal with emergencies."

"yes!"

The Yiwu soldiers immediately took action. It turned out that every two hundred people were organized into a brigade, distinguishing it by the order of ranks of one, two, three, four, and five. This is a bit different from the army of the Dameng Kingdom. The army of the Dameng Kingdom is generally named "Tiger Team", "Longying Team", and "Flying Cloud Team". Although it sounds very majestic, it is difficult to remember and it is easy to make mistakes. Yi Yun directly replaced these strange troops with one, two, three, and four methods, which sounds simple and easy to understand, and the army is not easy to mess around.

After ordering, each soldier knew what he should do and started to act. Except for the four brigades of three, four, five and six, they all acted according to Yi Yun's requirements.

Team 1 and Team 2 were the fastest moves. After a while of careful reading in the military formation on the ground, they reported loudly: "Prince, our army has thirteen guards killed in battle, and there are many injured people. There are no statistics yet."

Yi Yun waved to the back and said, "Medical Team, treat the injured quickly." Twenty girls from the cute girl brigade ran out. The professions of these girls are all second-level "doctors", wearing neatly white clothes, which is easy to distinguish. They use "intermediate therapy" together. The red reading strips are shining, which surprised the civil and military officials around them again: "So many second-level doctors? What a luxurious lineup. Even if we pull out all the doctors in Nanjing Oasis, there are not so many. The most important thing is that they are all girls. How did they find this?"

The four brigades of seven, led by Li Chengyu, Ruan Muxing, An Jing, An Qian and others, began to clean the battlefield. The gunmen used the barrels of the muskets to slash the bodies of the Japanese pirates on the ground. When they found that there was still movement, they immediately added a gun nearby. From time to time, they heard the sound of "papa" muskets from the battlefield. It seemed that there were many people who were not dead yet.

Occasionally, a Japanese pirate who pretended to be dead and fell to the ground jumped up and planned to escape. The gunmen used "sniper" to knock him to the ground, but did not let a fish out of the net go. The entire team showed good training and every movement was orderly.

Hu Zhongxian couldn't help but sigh: "Prince Jiashan, I'm convinced. Your army is simply... tsk, it's so powerful. It's so powerful. Not only is it powerful in combat, but the most important thing is that the military discipline is extraordinary."

The civil and military officials next to him were also worried and came together, and the sound of flattery sounded: "Prince Jiashan, you are so awesome."

"It's simply the best general in five hundred years."

"I admire you! With this army, why worry about the unfairness of the Japanese pirates?"

Especially Zhang Shiche, the birdman ran to Yiyun very simply and knelt down with a thud and said, "I will turn into a dog in the next life and guard the house for you."

Yi Yun raised his foot and kicked him out without thinking.

At this time, the young monk Pu came over and frowned beside Yi Yun and said, "Prince, your soldiers are so powerful... This... I want to help deal with the Japanese pirates before I can take action, the battle ended. What should I do? I really want to deal with the Japanese pirates with my own hands and do something for the people of the cute country."

"Well... you will come in handy next time!" Yi Yun said calmly.

At this time, the soldiers who were clearing the battlefield had already reached the place where the real Japanese were shot dead. A gun soldier was about to use the musket in his hand to look through the real Japanese corpse, trying to find out if there was any chance to repair the gun. Suddenly, An Jing and An Qian frowned at the same time and shouted: "Do away..."

The gun soldiers didn't know what they were yelling, but during the years of military training, they developed the habit of obeying the orders of the officials. When they heard the officials' call to dodge, he didn't think about it and gave in to the side like a conditioned reflex.

Just as he turned sideways, an extremely shrill tornado suddenly blew from the pile of corpses of Zhenwu. Looking closely, it was an air cyclone caused by a sword wind. Wherever he passed, the corpses were sucked and flew. The tornado passed by the place where the gunman had just stood, blowing smoke and dust. If he hadn't made a step away like a conditioned reflex, he had now been scattered into pieces by the wind.

An Jing and An Qian shouted loudly at the same time: "There are still people alive... and there is a powerful true wu breathing."

It turned out that with the power of the Wind-Speed ​​Distinguishing Device, they heard a low breath in the pile of Zhenwu's corpses, indicating that one Zhenwu was not dead, and then they issued a warning and saved the life of the gun soldier.

"Be careful, the real Japanese who is still alive is very powerful! This guy's sword energy can actually form a small tornado..."

No one who grew up in the desert was not afraid of tornadoes. The power of the desert tornado made anyone feel afraid. Hearing An Qian's roar, all the soldiers took two steps at the same time, holding the weapons in their hands tightly, forming a circle, surrounding the corpses of Zhenwu in the middle.

A figure suddenly jumped out of the pile of corpses of Mawa. The guy's eyes were red and ugly. He held a samurai sword in his left and right hands. He actually bit one in his mouth. The three samurai swords were swaying a strange triangle. This guy turned out to be Eiichiro Oda. He was not killed by the musket, but he saved his life with the cover of other people's corpses.

He gasped and said with a strange smile: "Now you can't open fire any more. I'm surrounded by your people. If you fire at me, it's easy to hurt your own people. Hehehe. It's finally time for me to show my power..."

"Be careful of this guy! He is very powerful!" Li Chengyu blocked the front with a gun, and An Jing and An Qian stood behind her left and right.

Oda Eiichiro's body flapped, and a golden light jumped up from him, and three big words "Wuyun Shi" jumped out from his head. It turned out that this guy was also a fourth-level "Wuyun Shi". Although he was biting a knife in his mouth, he could still speak and shouted: "Three swords flow, tornado..."

The three samurai swords danced together, and the sword aura swung out from the tip of the knife tangled together, turning into a small tornado, rushed out from front of him, and flew towards Li Chengyu, An Jing, and An Qian.

"Be careful, go away!"

An Jing and An Qian both pointed at each other at the same time, not daring to block it. Li Chengyu was also shocked. She knew that even if she used "Shoururushan", she could not take it down, so she had to roll to the side and avoid it blindly.

"Hahaha, the rats from the big moe country, you are not my opponent... You can only rely on the large number of people and powerful people to plot against me with hidden weapons like muskets. If you have the ability to send someone out to fight me one-on-one." Oda Eiichiro shouted arrogantly.

"Look at the trick... Three swords flow, eight troubles phoenixes..."

"Does go away, you can't answer..." Li Chengyu yelled and rolled away to the side. An Jing and An Qian didn't dare to resist and dodged to both sides.

"This guy is really hard to deal with!" Zhao Yunxuan giggled: "Cousin, you have to ask me to take action now. I don't believe you can still hold on."

Yi Yun thought about it and found that no one of his subordinates was sure to win, so he had to invite Zhao Yunxuan in the end.

At this moment, Pu, who had been begging for battle at the side of the pitiful monk, suddenly jumped to Yi Yun and shouted: "Prince, it's finally my turn now. I've been waiting for the Japanese pirates for a long time. Please make sure to let me fight."

"Little monk, although you are also in the fourth level, you have been practicing in Shaolin Temple before and have never gone down the mountain. Have you won the fourth level real Japanese with rich combat experience?" Yi Yun asked, "If you lose, you will lose your head."

"I'm not afraid!" Pu Cong said very seriously: "I've seen his two lifts just now. They look majestic and have strong attack power, but his defense is not good, and they can't beat my Dharma stick technique. Besides, my master's weapon is sword. His martial arts are much more powerful than this real Japanese. I often practice with my master and have adapted to powerful sword moves. Please let me fight, so I'm not afraid of him."

Yi Yun waved his hand and said, "Go, don't lose, it's embarrassing our big cute country."
Chapter completed!