Chapter 558: The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road
There are only about 300 people in China's mission.
Among them, there are more than 100 demon-suppressing soldiers, and the rest are diplomats, translators, and civilian managers.
There are also some researchers from the China Academy of Sciences mixed in among them.
Speaking of which, the only ones who can really fight are these more than a hundred people.
Despite the small number of people, every demon-suppressing soldier can block a hundred with one.
In the brief conflict just now, more than 30 demon-suppressing soldiers defeated the 800-man mummy army and killed more than 100 of them.
He himself was unscathed.
If the Mummy Corps hadn't made a sneak attack at the beginning and killed more than 20 backward drivers and baggage personnel, they would have been shamed into the Egyptian temple.
Compared with a year ago, Mr. Hu has more gray hair.
But he was still energetic and his eyes were shining.
Facing the golden-robed high priest of the Holy City, his attitude remained neither humble nor overbearing.
The golden-robed high priest smiled and said: "Mr. Hu, since we are all here as guests in the Holy City, why do we have to make such a scene?"
"There is a saying in China that if you take a step back, the world will be brighter. If you take a step back, you can avoid a battle. I think it will be good for everyone."
Mr. Hu said expressionlessly: "What do you want?"
The golden-robed high priest said with a smile: "Pharaoh Qiao Ze is very face-conscious, so let's let him give way and let the mummy corps go first on this road."
"Let's enter the Holy City as soon as possible to avoid being laughed at by the heroes everywhere, right?"
Mr. Hu sneered. He pointed at the convoy already on the bridge and said, "You mean, let all these cars go back and let these dirty things wrapped in rags go first?"
Someone among the exorcists watching burst out laughing.
A dirty thing wrapped in rags.
This metaphor is really vivid.
On the side of the mummy, a tall guy angrily let out a burst of soul waves: "You dare to insult me, the king! Kill!"
He jumped up and was already flying over.
This guy's strength is not bad, he must be a B-level at least, but he has no brains and is single-minded.
The two big guys were talking there on behalf of the Middle-Earth and the Holy Temple. His Pharaoh Qiao Ze didn't say anything, but his younger brother jumped out first and shouted to fight and kill.
However, neither the great priest Tchaikov nor Mr. Hu moved, or even looked back.
But as soon as the mummy jumped out, a bright sword suddenly flew past.
The next second, the mummy fell apart in the air, turning into piles of broken bones and falling onto the bridge.
Everyone let out an exclamation of exclamation.
A B-level person can be considered a burglary at least.
But he was killed casually.
And it's still more than ten meters away.
The unknown demon-suppressing envoy returned the sword to its sheath with an expressionless expression, and wisps of runes appeared on the surface of the rune sword again, constantly wandering around his body.
The great priest Tchaikov said seriously: "If you don't let me, Pharaoh Qiao Ze will make trouble for you."
Mr. Hu laughed and said, "That's exactly what I want. I like it best when someone makes trouble for me."
"The money won't come!"
Qian Bu Lai took a step forward with his fat body and said in a loud voice that resounded throughout the Croto Canyon: "Yes!"
Mr. Hu stared at the great priest Tchaikov, but said: "You keep your back! I will lead the people forward. Anyone who dares to follow the convoy will be killed without mercy!"
Qian BuLai shouted loudly: "Yes!"
He turned around and shouted: "Team 1! Follow me!"
"The rest of you! Drive the vehicle forward! I will guard the back for you!"
He gave the order, and more than thirty demon-suppressing soldiers immediately stepped forward, drew their swords from their sheaths, and stood guard on the bridge.
The remaining baggage troops and civilian personnel got on the vehicle one after another, and quickly rushed forward under the cover of the remaining demon-suppressing soldiers.
The expression of the great priest Tchaikov changed and he said loudly: "Mr. Hu..."
Mr. Hu grinned and said: "Great Priest Tchaikov, China and Earth are here to participate in the first Yin-Yang Peace Conference, not to be angered."
"Yes, there is indeed a saying in Middle-earth that one step back will open up the world, but you have forgotten that there is another saying in Middle-earth, which is that when we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win!"
He suddenly turned around and returned to his queue under the escort of the unknown demon-suppressing envoy.
The convoy suddenly let out a deafening whistle, and then rushed towards the opposite side of the Croto Canyon.
The mummy corps that stayed behind the bridge immediately became commotion, and more than a thousand elite mummies chased forward. But they couldn't sign, but they laughed and drew their swords out of their sheaths!
Behind him, thirty demon-suppressing soldiers lined up, showing no fear on their faces when facing more than a thousand elite mummies.
There was even a hint of excitement!
Although there are thousands of evil spirits, I will still go away!