The second bombardment completely destroyed the solid city wall. The soldiers responsible for defending the city had never seen such a magical weapon before, and they all looked horrified.
"Well, it is indeed an artillery piece that the sect spent a lot of money to buy from the West Country." Outside Wancheng, a tall figure like an iron tower laughed and waved his hand. "Brothers and sisters, kill!"
After the words fell, thousands of people roared at the same time.
"The Dharma distinguishes between high and low, which is not a good law. When I practice the Dharma, I should treat the high and the low, the rich and the poor."
Immediately afterwards, countless people with fanatical faces rushed towards the collapsed city wall.
The next second, the defenders and the attackers came into contact with each other and started a bloody and brutal fight.
"You guys follow me." The tall figure glanced at the people behind him and ordered, and the group followed the crowd into the city through the gap.
He Zhao came out of the Hetu Gym and walked all the way carrying his baggage. There were burning beacons everywhere, the sounds of fighting and roaring, as well as screams and moans.
"It shouldn't be! The first refugee who simulated the scene had never heard of artillery." No matter how strong the secret blood warrior is, can he withstand a cannon?
Even if he became a raw blood warrior with Zhu Po's hard work, He Zhao didn't have the slightest confidence to say that he could withstand the artillery bombardment. As for the super resilience of the eater, if it was shattered into pieces by a cannon, it could still be stuck together with glue?
"Alas! These troubled times are coming, and troubled times are coming."
This water bandit's attack on the city should be the beginning of the war in Daxuan.
But it’s none of his business!
Daxuan is rotten to the core. After the new regime is established, can it be even worse than now?
On the street, some unruly gangsters looked calm and glanced around, as if they were looking for prey.
"stop!"
Several people with ill intentions set their sights on He Zhao, and they surrounded him with malicious faces.
"Boy, you are lucky to have met seven of us brothers. Leave your baggage and clothes behind, and then...fuck off!" the leader said fiercely, while shaking the sharp knife with blood stains in his hand.
"Aren't you afraid of the water bandits outside the city?" He Zhao was very confused. The whole city was running for their lives. But they took the opportunity to rob. Their professionalism was too high.
"What nonsense, you..."
Before he finished speaking, his forehead felt cold, as if something had been stabbed in. Before the gangsters could think about it, their whole person suddenly fell into darkness.
"Plop!" "Plop!"
The dead body fell to the ground, He Zhao frowned and covered his lower abdomen with one hand.
Although the black broken knife failed to kill him, a strange force remained on the abdominal incision. Even with death resistance + high-speed regeneration, there was nothing that could be done for a while.
Tear off a piece of clean cloth from the purple robe of Taoist Master Hetu, apply a powerful wound medicine purchased from the drug store, and temporarily tie it around your waist to slow down the bleeding.
But he started again and made the incision a little heavier, causing the bleeding to increase.
"Pop!" "Pap!"
Applause came from the depths of the night, and a warning came from the sixth sense. Subconsciously, the ruthless man disappeared from the spot with a shudder, and fled in the opposite direction to the previous sound of gunfire.
At a full speed of 20 o'clock, it flew up quickly and disappeared into the vast night almost instantly.
"???"
The third party who was about to come out to fill the cup saw He Zhao's series of actions, his mouth opened slightly, and he froze on the spot.
No, I...you...he...why did he slip away?
Rabbits are bolder than you!
"Chase." The master gritted his teeth.
"Run!" "Run!"
Several figures flashed past, chasing He Zhao in the direction he fled.
Outside the city, the bandit leader responsible for besieging the north gate saw a black figure jumping on the wall, and immediately raised his hand to signal to his subordinates - fire arrows!
"Whoosh——"
Densely packed arrows flew head-on.
"Poof!" "Poof!"
He Zhao had nowhere to rely on in the air and could only protect his face with his hands.
"Plop!"
A corpse covered with arrows fell helplessly to the ground.
There is a saying, although the speed and recovery power of the ogre are unparalleled among other heroes, its defensive ability is really good, which is much worse than that of the pig woman.
'Pretend to be dead and wait for the mysterious forces in the city and the enemy water bandits to fight to the death. It's best for both sides to suffer losses. Even if the expected goal is not achieved, no one will do anything to my dead body. Hehe, it's stable now!'
'What a clever little boy I am!'
Why not force the charge?
He was really dragged down by the stab wound in his abdomen, and he ran all the way down, spilling an unknown amount of blood along the way. Now his face is horribly pale, and his head is even a little dizzy.
If he continues, he may bleed to death before anyone else can take action.
Death resistance + high-speed regeneration cannot create blood out of thin air!
"boom--"
The city gate was opened from the inside, and the mysterious force chasing Renren Zhao appeared.
“I’ve seen Wu Jingang!”
When the bandit leader saw the man who looked like an iron tower, he bowed down and clasped his fists respectfully.
‘???’
'I...'
He Zhao, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, was very hurt. He spent a long time thinking that you were in the same group!
"Dead? I wanted to recruit him as my subordinate."
"well!"
The man from the Iron Tower sighed, with a look of regret on his face.
This person is ruthless in his actions, decisive in situations, and a very talented person.
And the speed is extremely fast. Luck is a good player beside him, and he can barely hang behind him all the way. It can be seen that the alien brainpower he uses is not a common product like the blood bear.
"pity."
He took out a water bag from his waist and sprinkled it on He Zhao's body.
'This smell? Fierce oil!'
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust."
After saying that, the man from the Iron Tower took out a fire stick from his arms and blew it on fire, preparing to burn the man named He in one breath.
The ruthless man gritted his teeth and immediately became angry.
Everyone around looked horrified, they were lying!
Before they could make any move, He Zhao raised his hand, and the poisonous powder exploded and scattered in the wind, covering the whole place in an instant.
"ah--"
"It's so itchy!"
Hundreds of water bandits were so itchy that they dropped their weapons one after another, tore their clothes and started scratching.
This situation is extremely eye-catching!
"rub--"
Leaving chicken feathers all over the ground, He Zhao endured the severe pain in his abdomen and fled deep into the night.
When he threw out the poisonous powder, the Iron Tower Man held his breath with experience, and only some powder fell on the exposed skin.
Wu Jingang looked at the heart-rending screams of all his men, secretly thinking that the secret was so dangerous that he almost got hit.
"Hmph! If you don't know what is good, I won't let you stay."
After saying that, the whole person was like a mad bull, rumbling towards He Zhao.
People and objects blocking him along the way were all knocked away, and the ground cracked.
It was as if the vicious poisonous powder had not had much impact on him.
"The ghost lingers!"
The ruthless man tilted his head and looked at the smoke and dust rising behind him, gritted his teeth and cursed.
Didn't he just want to leave Wancheng? He would offend whomever he wanted.
Thanks to the title of elite, although he was mentally exhausted from the successive battles and suffered serious injuries, his physical strength was not affected and he was still full of energy.
only......
He Zhao lowered his head and looked at the purple robe stained with blood on his lower abdomen and the large amount of blood spilling out, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
You like chasing, right?
Come!
We will die together!!
After making up his mind, Wu Jingang suddenly turned around while running. Seeing this, Wu Jingang was overjoyed. Was he finally no longer like a mouse?
A black broken knife appeared in He Zhao's hand. He had previously plotted against Jin Lao and used two killing blows from the sacrificial weapon. In addition, he continuously used the jade basket to accelerate, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body.
It's a pity that the bone dagger needs to consume a lot of spiritual power, otherwise why would he need to hold the enemy together and die together?
With all his strength, he squeezed out the last bit of spiritual power in his body, and swung a knife at the man who looked like an iron tower, hurting both sides.
"Buzz——"
The invisible sword energy burst out, and the hair on Wu Jingang's body stood up, something was wrong!
"puff--"
The upper body of the man named Wu stayed where he was, while the lower body still ran towards the ruthless man.
"I am a warrior who is about to be alienated. I...will not accept it!"
"Plop!"
The dead body fell to the ground.
"boom!"
He Zhao was brutally hit by the strong lower body, and his whole body immediately took off, heading towards the small river not far away.
"The needle of this knife does not poke. It can automatically adjust its power according to the amount of spiritual power. Bone dagger? He~~~tui! Even dogs don't use it."
Speechless, falling into the water.
"Plop!"
"boom--"
A powerful sword energy slashed out from the river water, and the river water under the dark night sky gradually turned red under the reflection of the moonlight.