The tornado flew up all the bricks and stones on the surface of the Imperial City. The gravel was accompanied by the strong wind, like a powerful grinder, passing over the marble statues in the Imperial City and instantly grinding them into powder.
One can imagine what would happen to a human body if it were hit by such an attack. Even a soul master with the Diamond Mammoth Spirit would probably be left with nothing but a puddle of flesh after entering.
But Xue Ye didn't panic at all, commanding the armored division to continue cleaning up the scattered soul master legions, not paying attention to the tornado at all. This performance obviously angered Mr. Yun even more.
Anger caused his tornado to gradually change from black to red, and its destructive power also increased a lot.
Zhila!
It sounded like the sound of a blade rubbing against glass, and the tornado hit the shield, making a maddening sound, but the shield remained motionless, and even the shield capacity did not decrease much.
"Sir! Times have changed! Now is no longer the era when one could dominate the world by relying on personal force!
The soul power storage array of each battlefield tractor here stores the entire soul power of a soul saint. Added together, it is at least ten times more than yours.
Even if a super Douluo who is one level higher than you comes, he may not be able to break this shield greatly, but we in the shield can..." As he spoke, the battlefield tractor had already completed the cleanup of the scattered soul masters.
, the main gun and coaxial machine gun were all aimed at Mr. Yun who reappeared.
The bullets from the coaxial machine gun were easily blocked by Yun Lao's soul power, but if the coaxial machine gun could hit, it meant that the trajectory of the cannonball could also hit him. The next moment, dozens of cannonballs hit him.
The 75mm cannonball was not enough to break through Title Douluo's defense, especially since he was flying in the air, which made aiming even more difficult, but the impact still made him fly away.
Titled Douluo is like a super-enhanced armed helicopter. Helicopters can restrain tanks, but the tanks on the ground have shields. He can't hit them at all. Being chased by tanks consumes his soul power, and he will be consumed sooner or later.
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This was the greatest humiliation he had ever faced as a Titled Douluo. He was helpless against a mortal army. Even if he attacked by force, he would probably be left behind by his opponent.
What made him most intolerable was that his opponent only had 500 units. Even if each tank required four tank soldiers, it was still only 2,000 men.
You know, in the past, it was very easy for a titled Douluo to defeat an army alone and defeat tens of thousands of troops with just one person. But now he was beaten to a standstill by a mere two thousand people. It really made him feel humiliated.
Xue Chi's face also turned ugly. Although he didn't recognize the field tractor or the joint defense, he could at least see that Mr. Yun was no longer reliable.
Xue Chi still has a Titled Douluo who takes orders from him, but in the current situation, even one more Titled Douluo will not help. If he wants to break the joint defense in a short time, it will take at least three more Titled Douluo.
It is obviously impossible to say that a tank formation of 500 vehicles can be equivalent to three titled Douluo, but if the defense cannot be broken down in a short time and Xue Ye is killed, the current one-sided public opinion will be overwhelming.
It is self-evident who the neutral troops from outside the city will cause trouble when they come in. It has been delayed for a long time, and facing a real army, even a titled Douluo will be unable to save the situation.
"Old Yun! Take me out of the imperial city!" Xue Chi shouted at the sky, saying that he couldn't do anything. He could not break the defense of the chariot position if he continued to entangle himself in the imperial city.
If Mr. Yun consumes too much soul power due to shields and shells, he may not even have the chance to escape when faced with the encirclement and suppression by the army. Although he himself has the cultivation of Soul Saint, in this kind of battle, Soul Saint
Even with my cultivation level, it would be difficult to deal with two or three tanks, and it would not be of much use at all.
"It seems that the Douluo in the first part is basically an enhanced martial arts world." Cheng Ying muttered in the mental communication.
"Indeed, human beings are too weak now. I feel that my own strength is beyond the standard." The Ice Emperor nodded. She felt that her strength was probably a little stronger than the Extreme Douluo among humans.
"It's almost over. Xuechi can't escape." Cheng Ying looked at Mr. Yun who had already picked up Xuechi and shook his head.
"Why do you say that? The mobility of tanks is indeed very strong, but it is still far behind Titled Douluo!" Ice Emperor wondered.
"Because! Xue Ye, this guy bought two sets of shield generators from me." Cheng Ying looked at the abnormal light on the palace tower and pointed at those things that were incompatible with the medieval painting style.
"Did you see that? Those should be an extra set of shield generators. When the shield goes outward, it's for defense. When it goes inward, it's for capture.
And as long as the arrangement of the shield generator is turned in one direction, the shield can be deployed inward."
As he spoke, a translucent light blue light film unfolded from the shield generators, covering half of the imperial city, just enough to cover the Chariot Legion and Elder Yun.
Mr. Yun, who had just taken off, hit hard against a shield that looked like an upside-down bowl. He fell back to the ground with a bang. His eyes were filled with shock. He knew very well that it was a shield that he could not break even with all his strength.
, at least the shield's capacity cannot be consumed in a short period of time.
At this time, he was shrouded in such a shield, and he could also see that the shield was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the space for him to move around was also further reduced.
The biggest disadvantage of artillery against Titled Douluo is that the opponent is too flexible. He can turn at a sharp angle in the air and aim with his head. But now that the space for movement is restricted, the density of artillery fire has suddenly increased.
Old Yun felt that his soul power was being consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was not a hundred thousand year soul beast, so he could not resist the attack of the artillery shells with his skin and hair. If his soul power was exhausted and he could not break through, he really had
Probably beaten to death by intensive firepower.
As far as the soul master knows, there has never been a record of a mortal army killing a titled Douluo. Mr. Yun felt that if he had set this precedent, he would be nailed to the pillar of shame in history and written down forever even if he died.
If it enters the history books, it might even be written into the textbooks by those guys from the Tulip Duchy who are pursuing the historical truth, and then it will really be infamy for thousands of years.
"Surrender! Brother! My shells are all stored in soul guides. Each vehicle has at least a hundred rounds in stock. It is impossible to win by using up soul power and explosives."
"You!" Xue Chi gritted his teeth. Originally, he had everything ready to deal with all the ambitious and difficult princes, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of this third brother who seemed to be the least engaged in his job.
"Okay! I surrender! But think about it! Duke Tulip is so ambitious! With the Luolin Kingdom still occupying Soto City on the north bank of the Cao River as a bridgehead, he will definitely want to counterattack Tiandou in the future!
Your cooperation with him is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger! If this country and the country are destroyed in your hands, let’s see how you can live up to your ancestors!”
