The enemy has appeared on the horizon.
It was a little bright, and this was originally a dawn that symbolized hope, but at this time it brought bad news to Qingchen...
Beyond all over the world.
Qingchen muttered with Boss He on his back: "Boss He, we are afraid we are going to be brothers and brothers. I just planned to draw a cemetery on Whale Island. Then you can also see the development of Jiuzhou, Kunlun, and Time Walker Academy. This prosperous era is as you wish. Now it seems that it is as we wish..."
At this moment, Qing Chen had been killed for six hours, the knight cloud energy was used up, the power bank entered the CD, the thunder slurry in his body was squandered, and the puppet he controlled was dead.
Only the silhouette is still alive and standing beside him.
Now, many enemies are coming...
How can I reason about this?
He looked around, but as he turned around, he suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain from his three ribs that were kicked by Duke of Silver.
It hurts unbearable when you move a little.
Qingchen took a breath of air conditioning. He felt that three broken bones under his ribs were moved casually and it was like three sharp blades being stabbed by someone.
If it weren't for the arowana that blessed the bones, he might have kicked him to death with the previous kick.
"It's really a mess, Boss He," Qingchen didn't know what was wrong with him. He only felt that he was alone in this battlefield and always wanted to find someone to talk about something. He didn't even care whether the other party would answer.
Already at a desperate situation.
Qingchen couldn't think of any good way to break through.
He didn't even know what to do to survive.
The next moment, Qing Chenzai carefully analyzed the distribution of the enemy's forces.
There is definitely no way to go to the east. There is the royal air fleet there, and I have no way to use these floating airships.
The number of Baiyincheng Army troops in the west, north and south is similar, each of which is an army field division of nearly 10,000 people.
The surrounding terrain is wide, and only the southwest direction - the woods he had previously attacked can be blocked by the view.
However, after discovering Qingchen, the Baiyincheng Group Army immediately deployed the artillery matrix on site and immediately completed the coverage of Qingchen's area with firepower.
"Damn!"
Qingchen no longer cared about the pain in his chest and turned around and ran towards the woods in the northwest direction. If he didn't run, he would die!
However, the efficiency of the Baiyin City Army was faster than expected, but it saw a round of artillery fire on the horizon, with a roar of a dragon and a tiger.
This was the first time Qingchen saw that so many artillery fired at the same time, and the opponent directly completed the firepower coverage within a radius of five kilometers with three army artillery positions!
When Qingchen saw the fire in the afterglow, it was already a little numb.
Because of the different artillery artillery in the East and West Continents, even if he saw the elevation angle of the muzzle, he could not calculate the opponent's trajectory at all, because he had no idea of ​​the amount of reloading gunpowder.
At this time, the shells flew over several kilometers apart...
Fight!
Bet!
The next moment, Qing Chen put Boss He on the ground, and he actually covered himself with his body and two shadows!
Covering Boss He tightly!
At this time, he could only pray that there would be no shells that would fall right beside him!
The so-called artillery fire cover does not mean that shells are smashed on every square meter of the coverage area and plowing the ground thoroughly.
Instead, we need to calculate the killing radius of the shells and drop the shells every 10 to 100 meters. The degree of density depends entirely on the lethality of the shells.
But Qingchen felt that the Baiyincheng Army must have hated him to death now, and the artillery fire will definitely be even more fierce!
The shells fell.
In an instant, Qingchen felt the ground rumble and vibrate, and the harsh explosion sounded over and over again. Only buzzing sounds remained in his ears and bleeding was oozing.
Two shells landed 20 meters away from him!
Shields hit the two shadows one by one, and the pain fed back to the host, and Qingchen almost fainted.
At this time, a few shrapnels two fingers wide splashed, and they drilled in through the gap protected by shadows, embedded deeply on Qingchen's legs, waist, and arms.
The artillery fire coverage was too dense. Even if two shadows helped him block the disaster, it was still impossible to block all the damage.
Qingchen felt a little desperate.
However, when the first round of artillery fire stopped briefly, he threw away all the distracting thoughts and stood up.
When he was sure that Boss He's body was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Qingchen gritted his teeth and smiled: "Boss He, let's go to the world together!"
While speaking, he took advantage of the fire to pick up He Jinqiu's body, limped around the crater, and ran dozens of meters.
Then he pounced on the same trick again!
This time, Qingchen already had vague parameters. When he observed the elevation angle of the opponent's muzzle, he probably chose a center position of the shell landing point.
The rumbling sound of artillery fire sounded again, and Qingchen could no longer hear the sounds from the outside world clearly at this time.
He could only feel his breathing, heartbeat, and tinnitus.
It seemed as if the pulse sounds of blood flowing through it became particularly clear.
After a boiling and noisy round of artillery fire, more than ten fine shrapnel were embedded in Qingchen's arms and thighs.
I'm afraid the commander of the Silver City Army would never have imagined that there are still people in this world who want to survive in the artillery covered area.
They never thought that the other party had survived two rounds of volleys!
However, when Qingchen wanted to calculate the cannonball trajectory again, he suddenly found that he had been covered with gunpowder smoke... He could not see the elevation angle of the gun at all.
He couldn't see the other person, and the other party couldn't see him either.
But the Baiyincheng Army doesn’t care about these things, no matter whether it can be seen or not, we will first finish the base ammunition!
When Qingchen got up again, he felt that his body seemed to be nothing more than his own.
Every step he took was a heart-wrenching sting, muscle fibers, skin tissue rubbed against sharp metal shrapnel, and every move would aggravate the shrapnel's damage to him.
In fact, he can also use Boss He's body and shadow to serve as a shield for him.
After all, this is the corpse of a demigod, and the other party's experimental subject must be very resistant to beating.
Three bodies cover one person, finding a good angle can even prevent shrapnel from being injured.
But for some reason, Qingchen just didn't want to do this.
He felt that he might be a little pretentious or impractical.
He didn't know what he was thinking, he just didn't want to do that.
If you want to let go of the past, Qingchen will definitely be the first to laugh at himself now.
But he suddenly thought.
After Boss He's body shows the world, many people will definitely attend the memorial service? Then everyone takes turns to come forward to present flowers to him, and then take turns to look at Boss He under the glass cover and say goodbye.
Qingchen hoped that He Jinqiu would still be as charming as he was at that time, at least he could not have a shrapnel on his face, which would be too bad.
Of course, this is something he thought about casually. There is a beautician in the funeral home.
In the final analysis, he just wanted to bring a clean Boss He home.
A comrade who died in a foreign land should have someone taken him through artillery fire and smoke, through the woods and streams, leaping over mountains and plains, and returning to the place where he gave birth to and raised him.
He should lie in that peaceful world, waiting for the arrival of prosperous times.
The next moment, Qingchen ran out for dozens of meters and crawled again, and then waited for the artillery fire to stop and ran out for dozens of meters.
He had begun to forget the pain, and he had even gradually forgotten where he was.
There is only one thing left in my mind, go home.
go home.
Qingchen got up again and again and again and again, but at this moment, the enemy suddenly adjusted the distance of the cannon, and a shell happened to land three meters beside him.
In an instant, even though he and Shadow tried to fix their bodies, they were inevitably overturned by the shock wave generated by the explosion.
Fortunately, the main movie helped him block the direct injury in this direction, otherwise he would die tragically on the spot!
Qingchen was overturned into the crater next to him and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood... all his internal organs were dislocated.
But he didn't care about this, and before the smoke was gone, he immediately crawled out of the crater and went to see if Boss He was fine.
Qing Chen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and Boss He was intact!
He smiled and said hoarsely, "Boss He, Boss He, you are lucky!"
However, Qingchen's own luck was not that good.
He looked down and saw a piece of shrapnel as big as a palm in his abdomen, and blood was flowing out. If the hole was a little bigger, the intestines would probably flow out.
The next second, he actually stood up again and tried hard to pick up Boss He again. He gritted his teeth and roared and stood up.
Continue to walk forward staggeringly.
"Boss He, let's bet on whether our lives are strong enough! If you are not strong enough, wait for me below and I'll come soon! Let's go to the Hall of Yama to make a big fuss and chew our names off the Life and Death Book!"
Seeing that they were only two hundred meters away from the woods, Qingchen roared and rushed wildly. The main movie and the deputy movie were guarding him on both sides. He wanted to bet whether he could rush over directly!
But his life seemed not hard enough. A shell was spinning out of the cannon chamber, and the end of the curved trajectory was the direction of Qingchen.
Have a cold knowledge.
When you hear the strange screams of shells on the battlefield, you don’t have to think about other things or take luck. This shell is hitting you directly.
Qingchen heard the scream.
The shell passed through layers of smoke and mist, passing through the fateful ending.
People often say that before death, people will look back on their lives like a lantern. Time is like a freeze, and even the god of death can be used to help you look back suddenly.
But Qingchen did not look at his life before he was 17 years old. That life seemed to be shrouded in shadows and was very evident.
There is no good memory.
Qingchen's revolving lantern started after he was 17 years old.
It started from Prison 18.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to Prison 18.
The place where the dream began.
He sat opposite his master again as he had done.
The cannon that came to the head.
A brave man crossing the river.
Everything seemed to be back to where it was.
Qingchen said, "Master, I may be dying, thank you. If I hadn't come here to become your apprentice, I'd probably not have as many stories as I did. Of course, I might have died at the age of 18, but for more than half a year, it's more precious to me than life. Master, I'm leaving."
In that mind, Li Shutong suddenly looked up and looked at his apprentice seriously: "You can't die."
Qingchen: "Hmm?"
The shells fell!
Chapter completed!