Subconsciously, Song Yingsheng's first reaction was shock, inability to believe, and panic.

This emotion was like forgetting to take the college entrance examination, and he had a lot of cold sweat on his back. As a foreigner who did not understand the power system of this world, he really couldn't understand why he could change his appearance in just one sentence.

But as a man who has seen many big scenes, this emotion comes quickly and disappears quickly. He will not let this panic affect his actions. He immediately understands what he should accomplish, throws his weapons out of the warehouse, and prepares to fight against the government forces.

In this action, his speed was very fast, because he had been training for a long time. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. Mary took Song Yingsheng's pistol, while the other men got the blade thrown by Song Yingsheng, and a battle was officially triggered.

Donald, standing on the platform, seemed to have foreseeed such a thing. He had a calm expression on his sharp face. He waved his hand and asked the soldiers to suppress him. He spoke to his supporters, saying that these rebels would be killed soon.

As they saw, a large number of people were directly evacuated. In the eyes of fanatical fans, there was a scene of arrogant guerrillas being surrounded. The Emperor was indeed a prophet. He had known that someone would come to assassinate him for a long time, so he had prepared so many people.

"And these are actually conspiracies of the Eastern Kingdom. Look, I just revealed their plan and they already wanted to assassinate me, but it doesn't matter, they will die like dogs, and these evil elements will be cruelly killed under the witness of God. We just need to witness all this!"

At this time, His Majesty the Emperor spoke while leaving under the escort of the guards.

When he went there, he was going to take the potion of the "Black Emperor". The reason why he waited here before was just to catch the big fish of the guerrillas. Unexpectedly, the fish really took the bait, so he naturally accepted it with a smile and sent troops that had been prepared to wipe them out.

In this case, at most some supporters will be sacrificed. He doesn't care about this. As long as he can kill all these guerrillas, who can stop his plan?

What a pity, they have too few talents after all. Before leaving, His Majesty the Emperor looked at the battle situation a few times and shook his head helplessly. Although they have high-end combat power, we are even more numerous. How could they win?

He finally left a smile and left here.

At the same time, as he thought, Song Yingsheng and others were at a disadvantage as soon as they started fighting.

Song Yingsheng, who possesses chemical swords, has surpassed human physical fitness and other high-tech technologies, can not defeat those extraordinary enemies.

Their moves were very strange. He felt like a cavalry holding an electromagnetic cannon but riding a horse, dealing with soldiers who were completely different from his combat system. It was simply unpredictable and could only deal with it through instinct.

On the contrary, other guerrilla members, with their hands-on weapons, can fully utilize their combat effectiveness. As guerrillas, the reason why they survive until now is because they are extraordinary.

But as the side of the Emperor, as the side of the Ming Dynasty, there will only be more talents. If we talk about war, it may be possible to have 3,000 to 100,000, but 30 to 1,000, it seems too difficult.

Now what Song Yingsheng and others faced was like this, let alone those snipers in the distance. The captain next to Luther had ordered them to shoot, which made Luther, who saw everything in the scope, sweat suddenly. He gritted his teeth, loosened his fingers, and tightened his fingers, as if he had already made something clear.

He pushed the sniper rifle away with the telescope on it. The captain noticed this scene, frowned, and couldn't help asking Luther a few questions, wondering why he didn't shoot.

He was preparing to give orders a few times, so that Luther could act quickly, but he saw that Luther's eyes turned red suddenly, he pulled open his coat, revealing everything inside.

It was a C4 explosive, small and not big, but it had amazing lethality. As a member of the special forces, it was not difficult to get such explosives and bring them in. From the moment the plan began, he was ready. He didn't know if the matter of letting Song Yingsheng go would be discovered, so he was ready to sacrifice.

This C4 explosive was actually what he planned to assist the guerrilla companions and help them kill His Majesty the Emperor. As a result, the plan could not keep up with the changes and they were suddenly discovered. Then he could only settle for the second best and use this killing weapon to help them clean up the special forces next to them so that they could not harm their companions and real companions.

At this moment, a loud bang appeared in the middle of the special forces. The captain wanted to stop Luther's behavior, and his reaction was already very fast, but he still couldn't stop it.

Fire, heat, sound, and blood were mixed together, and Luther had no more fragments left. The shock waves either repel the enemy or directly swallowed them. Before the enemy could pull the trigger, they were swallowed by Luther's attack.

Even the most powerful captain is the same. As an extraordinary person, he has extraordinary physical fitness and has not been directly killed by the explosion, but he has long lost his combat ability.

He fell to the ground and understood a lot at once, but he didn't understand more. Is the guerrillas really worth your doing this? Isn't it obvious who wins and loses now? Why do you still have to struggle at such a time?

Luther could no longer tell him that unless his sacrifice was successful in the guerrillas' conviction, a little delayed, at least at this time, there would be no more sniper rifles aimed at them in the distance.

Song Yingsheng, who was fighting in the square, suddenly heard an explosion from afar. He thought it was an attack, but found that there was no subsequent sound. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and continued his battle.

What he didn't know was how many people died around him and nearby for justice in his heart. Although the chemical swords were sharp, they could not cut through the hearts of the enemy. They would still ruthlessly cut off the sickle at them.

Only Mary and others may understand a little bit what happened, but they will not be too sad. This is the case with fate. They have long understood what the outcome will be. They often tell themselves this in their hearts, so that when the time comes, they have already made sufficient psychological preparations.
Chapter completed!