There are one hill and eight buildings in the Northern Prefecture of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Chapter 3238: Fighting to the death with flesh and blood flying
Chapter 3238: Fighting to the death with flesh and blood flying
I saw a long arrow piercing the sky. The blue and white porcelain bottle that Fatty Wang was holding suddenly shattered in his palm, and a strange smell, accompanied by the rising mist, filled the surrounding area.
In the air within ten steps, Fatty Wang's screams even drowned out the thundering drums and shouts of death. What was even more terrifying was that the long arrow that shot through his palm was actually in the unknown liquid.
When it is splashed, it quickly melts as if on fire and turns into something like black coal, which falls directly.
The same fate as this long nail-palm arrow was that Fatty Wang's entire right hand, from the palm to the forearm, was filled with that terrible liquid. His skin and flesh were rapidly decaying, and soon, the entire palm became
It became a withered bone, the skin and flesh seemed to evaporate without a trace, and the five metacarpal bones also became pitch black, like charcoal, and quickly fell from his wrist, and then, his entire body
His right forearm also turned into a black bone, like a branch, stuck on his arm. The liquid in the green bottle was so terrifying!
Helan Harimu was also so surprised that he froze on the spot. The bowstring in his hand was still vibrating slightly. This arrow was fired by him, but he did not expect that there would be such a terrifying thing in this world.
It can turn a person's living flesh, blood and bones into nothing in an instant.
In addition to the aqua regia that splashed on Fatty Wang's hands, there was also a lot of aqua regia that spilled down and dripped on the chain that controlled the wooden carriage to the city. The iron chain as thick as an arm poured on the aqua regia,
Suddenly bursts of white mist began to rise, and a pungent and corrosive smell went straight into the nostrils of people within a few dozen steps. There is one word that best describes this smell, that is, "lustful".
vomit!
Fatty Wang screamed while looking at the chain. About half a bottle of aqua regia was spilled on the chain. Originally, this bottle of aqua regia was enough to corrode and break the entire chain. However, because most of the aqua regia reached him.
On his right arm, only about half of the remaining chains were dissolved. Some remaining droplets of aqua regia were still on the chains that were emitting bubbles and acid mist, but this half of the chain was still clattering.
It was spinning, and the wooden carriage it was dragging paused in the air, and then continued to rise toward the city. Seeing it, it was already less than ten feet away from the city.
Fatty Wang roared, picked up the steel knife that had just fallen to the ground, and slashed at the sliding chain. While slashing, he shouted: "Go down, go down, his grandma's going down!"
However, the pain of his broken arm caused huge beads of sweat to appear with every slash he made. An ordinary person would have fainted long ago, but every time he slashed, the half-corroded chain just now,
They have all moved around and I don’t know where they are.
Fatty Wang's blade struck a new part of the chain that had not been splashed. It was only slightly corroded by a few drops of aqua regia mucus remaining on the stone wheel bricks, causing several chain-shaped iron ropes to slightly weaken.
Opening the mouth can even allow a few chains to break away from the body of the iron cable, but it cannot break it in one fell swoop!
At this time, both Helan Harimu and Ohebali reacted, and they both shouted in unison: "Damn it, he wants to cut off the iron rope of my wooden carriage, kill him!"
The two of them touched the quiver on their body and the arrows and crossbows in the quiver almost at the same time. Because they were too anxious, even the normal action of winding the string almost as soon as they touched it was stagnant, and they did not finish it in an instant.
Shoot with an arrow.
However, more than a dozen Yan Army soldiers within a dozen steps behind Fatty Wang reacted. They roared, brandished their swords and signed, and rushed towards Fatty Wang. Their murderous intent could be felt a hundred steps away. This time,
They were going to cut Fatty Wang into pieces with knives and chop him into pieces!
The four or five dwarfs who had been fighting with these soldiers also came over. Their short bodies were like a low wall, blocking the place within three or four steps behind Fatty Wang. This time, they no longer
Relying on his special body shape to dodge and maneuver, he almost never retreated to fight the enemy in front of him. Each dwarf had to face more than three enemy steel knives and spears at the same time, almost in an instant.
The sounds of steel knives cutting into flesh could be heard one after another.
These brave dwarves had blood spurting out of their mouths. A one-eyed dwarf, whose back had been slashed like mud, hugged the thigh of the sergeant who was slashing him in front of him, and struck him fiercely through the armor leaves.
He bit up, and this time, he just bit the man's lifeline. The Yan Army sergeant was so painful that his screams were distorted, and he even more frantically slashed his back with the knife, which had already exposed his spine.
The one-eyed dwarf used his last strength, spat out a ball of fuzzy flesh and blood in his mouth, and shouted: "Fat brother, hold on!"
Fatty Wang suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared: "Dog slave, grandpa is here!" Before he could finish his words, he only heard two "puff" sounds, and a gun shot from the two directions of Helan Harimu and Ohebali.
The arrows hit his body almost at the same time. Ohobali's crossbow bolt hit the back of his heart and pierced his right lung, while Helan Harimu's long wolf-tooth arrow, this time
Then it pierced his left wrist directly. The steel knife that had been cutting the iron rope could no longer be grasped and fell directly to the ground!
If it had been an ordinary person, his upper body would have been seriously injured by these two arrows and he would have fallen to the ground. Even the arrow in the back of his heart would have been a fatal blow. No one else would have been able to survive. But Fatty Wang only swayed slightly, and he even
He had time to turn around and look behind him.
None of the four or five dwarf soldiers who were trying their best to block him were still in human form now. The two people who fell in the rubble were being stabbed by the three or four Yan Army soldiers beside them, holding up the guns in their hands.
, pricking their chests hard to vent their anger.
The faces and bodies of these Yan soldiers were also full of knife marks. In this life-and-death battle, the soldiers on both sides slashed at each other with their swords without any need for defense. Therefore, both the living and the fallen dead were all injured.
Lots of scars.
The one-eyed dwarf finally let go of the thigh of Yan Jun who slashed his back, and fell down weakly. Although this Yan Jun had bitten off his lifeblood, a magical force of hatred was supporting him, and his voice was also
His voice changed due to the extreme pain. He held the bloody blade in his hand, pointed it at Fatty Wang, and shouted: "I'll kill him..."
Before he could say anything, he felt a sharp pain in his lower body. Something penetrated from between his legs, and the cold blade directly stabbed his liver and intestines. When he looked down, he only saw the one-eyed man.
The dwarf, with a smile on his face, held a broken spear in his hand. It was this spear that pierced him directly from underneath him, and the dwarf murmured in his mouth: "Let's die together!"
