The enemies who were aiming nervously were obviously in a panic. Firstly, they were forced by the momentum of Di Cheng and others, and secondly, they were surprised by their amazing speed. The muzzles of their guns turned left and right. For a moment, they didn't know whether to shoot at the original target or just run away.
Di Cheng and others got up. Pao-shu_ba.8.)
A roar emphasizing the weirdness sounded at this time, and a large number of big men holding Mongolian scimitars and wearing heavy cotton clothes rushed out one after another, shouting wildly and charging with their swords, forming an encirclement that quickly closed in the middle.
Mongolians?! Di Cheng could identify the identity of this group of people at a glance. With their unique appearance, majestic build, and backward attire, they were definitely native Mongolians!
Di Cheng was surprised that he was attacked by them, but he was quietly relieved in his heart. As long as it was not the Skynet organization, everything else would be easy!
"Sha Lang! Kill those gunmen for me!" Di Cheng shouted loudly, stamped his feet on the ground, and his running body shot up. In the eyes of the enemy's widened eyes, he tumbled in the air, directly stepped over the surrounding circle, and headed towards the enemy.
The group of people shot away suddenly. The snow lion did not stop, knocking over one person, roaring, breaking through the encirclement, and followed Di Cheng, like a crazy lion!
"Brothers, let's have a big dinner!!" Sha Lang screamed ferociously, his whole body power poured into his legs, and his unparalleled jumping power was suddenly unleashed at this moment. At a height of four meters and a distance of eight meters, a shocking sudden attack broke out.
ability.
The seven or eight flexible guards also used their speed and agility to the extreme, swiping left and right and rushing out of the encirclement like loaches, heading straight for the gunmen!
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Both Di Cheng and the brothers who broke through the encirclement were urging urgently in their hearts. They must be completely destroyed before the group of gunmen reacted. No one dared to imagine those dozen guns shooting at the same time.
What kind of scene will happen!
"Ah!!!" Shalang, who was the first to rush, screamed like a ghost. The impacting body was ejected again, his iron legs swung, and the shadows of his legs poured down from the sky like a storm.
The man from Inner Mongolia, who had never seen such a shocking scene before, stood stunned on the spot and even forgot to pull the trigger.
Bang!! The shadow of sharp legs came in an instant, and the shattering sounds of many vital bones in the head, throat, chest, shoulders and other places were almost connected together, and thick blood sprayed into the sky.
The sharp weapons protruding from his feet gave Shalang a trembling assault power. The originally majestic Inner Mongolian man was sent flying out on the spot. His whole body was mangled and he died in mid-air.
The snow lion grazed the ground like a meteor, leaving behind a white phantom. It slammed into the big man in front of it fiercely, knocking him down with a dull impact. Before the opponent could resist, its ferocious fangs bit down directly, click! A terrifying bite.
The force will kill this person in an instant!
"Roar!!" The snow lion looked up to the sky and roared, as if it wanted to announce the return of the beast god to the endless grassland. The nature of the ferocious beast was fully revealed, and its dark eyes seemed to turn blood red at this moment!
"Leave no one behind!" Di Cheng's face was cold, and his ghostly body skills were used to the extreme to avoid the bullets fired from the gun. The sky was full of swords that enveloped the two people in front. The sharp underworld directly cut their spears in pieces, and the blades circulated quickly.
Take the lives of two people.
The powerful surprise attack and the tragic death of their companions completely suppressed the other gunmen. In normal days, as long as they raised their guns, they could suppress the target, and the mission was completed. But today, this group of people was... unexpectedly so fierce!! Welcome
Charged up with a gun?!
Yang Jing got up from the ground in a panic and almost went crazy. He had never been as embarrassed as he was today. Looking at his brothers who had just escaped from the horse's hooves and were still frightened, a suppressed anger rose from the pit of his heart.
"Go to hell!" Yang Jing grabbed the tungsten iron rod not far away and rushed away like an angry rhinoceros with dull steps.
The members of the Guards who crawled out of the mud were equally furious. After dividing out ten people to take care of the brothers who were trampled by horse hooves, the remaining forty people were like a pack of wolves, mercilessly killing the enemies who were gathering around them.
The shadow of the knife was flying, roaring again and again, the sound of tearing skin and breaking bones resounded throughout the grassland, scarlet blood sprayed like spring water, the scene was chaotic and shocking. Although the Mongolians are majestic and fierce, they still have the bloody and ruthless nature of barbarians.
It was hot, but facing the furious Guards, they were far behind in both their desperate posture and their exquisite offensive routines.
puff!!!
The Underworld Knife was like a chain of death, instantly piercing through a person's heart, its sharp saw teeth and criss-crossing blood grooves tearing apart the heart! The ferocity on the big man's face was spreading, and the scimitar raised high had not yet fallen. I thought I could chop off these four places with one knife.
The guy running around, but...why does my chest suddenly hurt so much...
Bang!! Darkness and coldness swept through the whole body, the mind was positioned at this moment, life... dissipated...
Di Cheng wiped the blood from his face and looked at the entire battlefield. Some of the attackers had already fled in panic, the broken encirclement collapsed, and the Guards had already taken control of the situation.
Seeing that Di Cheng and the others had taken care of all the gunmen, everyone was reassured and the attack became more fierce. Their ferocious faces reflected the madness in their hearts.
Yang Jing's tungsten metal stick struck fiercely, hitting the back of a big man hard. The huge impact shattered his spine. King Kong's Tang knife followed, and the blade directly passed through his neck, killing him.
Phew, spitting out the blood in his mouth, Yang Jing wanted to ask Di Cheng how to deal with these guys, but as soon as he raised his head, his brows suddenly wrinkled, and he squinted his eyes and stared at the horizon ahead, where there seemed to be some black spots heading here.
As he got closer, there were faint shakings on the ground.
Feeling the ground shaking more and more obviously, Di Cheng also turned around and looked at the source of the sound.
"A herd of bison? Or a herd of horses?" Guan Ying asked curiously.
"It's a group of horses!" After staring carefully for a moment, Di Cheng said in a deep voice.
The black spots gradually came closer, and the rumbling sound became more and more dull. It was vaguely possible to see that the source of the sound was the horses. However, this was by no means a simple herd of horses. The figures waving on their backs and the cold light reflected in the sun were all different.
Reveal their identity...cavalry!
King Kong and the others gradually stopped fighting, separated from their opponents and looked back attentively. The group of Mongolians who ambushed Di Cheng frowned and looked at the group of cavalry that was rushing towards them. They cursed loudly, stared at the guards fiercely, and quickly left.
battlefield.
King Kong had no time to care about them and kept a close eye on the group of cavalry that had become clear. After experiencing the embarrassment of being trampled by the horses before, no one dared to underestimate the attacking cavalry.
"TMD, it's not over yet!" Yang Jinghan growled.
"Brother Cheng?" Sha Lang and others looked at Di Cheng, their cold eyes indicating their intentions.
Di Cheng stared closely at the group of cavalry that came with a sharp gaze, trying to determine the identity of the incoming person. There were a large number of garrison troops on this long border, and a large number of them were still cavalry troops. There were already
Being relatively close to the border, Di Cheng had to determine whether he was unlucky enough to encounter them.
Close, close...one thousand meters, eight hundred meters, five hundred meters, four hundred meters.
Di Cheng's eyes suddenly focused. They were not in military uniforms, but Mongolians!! "Get ready to meet the enemy! Dahan, Yang Jing, teach them a lesson!"
Sha Lang and others quickly dispersed and gathered around Di Cheng in a fan shape. Their whole bodies tensed up and they stared ahead like wolves and tigers. The inexplicable attack had not been completed yet, so why did such a large group of cavalry suddenly come again? Let's think about that day and Skynet.
Confrontation. Is it true, as the old people said, that seeing a weasel is doomed to bad luck? If that were true, they would hate that ghost baby Yaya even in their dreams!
"Dahan, let's go!" Yang Jing walked forward with a tungsten stick in hand and a ferocious face.
Dahan took a deep breath, clasped his tungsten gloves tightly with his fists and punched them hard several times, making a sonorous roar, and also strode forward.
The cavalry rushing forward are getting closer and closer, and the distance between them is less than 100 meters. The visual shock of the collective impact of nearly two hundred cavalry is already very strong. The overwhelming momentum is like the raging flood, which is enough to scare the timid people.
limp.
Yang Jing and Dahan's pace became more and more urgent, and then they ran straight away and quickly met the horses in the front.
Roar!! Yang Jing roared ferociously, pouring all his strength into the big stick, stamping his right foot on the ground, causing the earth to tremble. His majestic body used his right foot as an axis to rotate vigorously, and the tungsten gold stick rotated accordingly, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
The terrifying momentum came out in turns and struck hard at the galloping horses.
Bang!! Click! The big stick collided with the horse's chest frame. Yang Jing's body trembled violently, and he took three steps back with a bang. Every time he stamped on the ground, he left deep footprints. The momentum of the horse's wild charge was forcibly curbed.
, the sternum was completely sunken, the tall body whirled and fluttered forward, and the strong man above was severely thrown away.
Dahan's castration became more violent, and his two broad palms roared forward. Just when the charging cavalry was about to tighten the rope and raise the horse's hoof to stomp Dahan to death, his palms accurately grasped the horse's hoof.
Ah, roaring like thunder, rolling and spreading, Dahan twisted his steps, exerted all his strength, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, he suddenly threw the forward horse into the air, spinning on the spot like a windmill, with an overwhelming horror.
The momentum was overwhelming.
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