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Chapter 296 Times have changed

In the school field at the door of Zhou's house, troops gathered, and there was a tense atmosphere.

Zhou Zanglong stood at the front, wearing standard armor and holding a broadsword in his hand. He looked quite imposing.

The Zhou family's servants were all behind him. There were many people, and they seemed to be bustling. They were all wearing leather armor, holding weapons in their hands, or summoning their own beasts to the side, posing in full posture.

The Zhou family does not have a star-level powerhouse, and there are a few eternal-level ones. However, Zhou Zanglong did not transfer them over, and they all stayed in their own property.

"Master, the Lord is already on his way over that day." In the distance, a servant riding a beast came to report, looking a little nervous, "He has brought the Jingzhe Army, a thousand people in total, a cavalry team."

"Okay." After hearing this, Zhou Zanglong just responded and tightened the sword in his hand.

He seemed to have some delusions, feeling that he was somewhat similar to the great general who was able to defeat all others on the battlefield. He straightened his chest unconsciously, shrugged his shoulders, and showed off his sword and horse.

Snap, snap.

Soon, at the other end of the road, neat steps were heard, and Ye Fan's figure riding the flame-eating hellhound appeared, still wearing the iconic black sword, wearing black clothes, and with a deserted look.

Today's Tiangong, perhaps due to the increase in strength and power, has a faint power on his body. When he walked from the other side, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of many people.

Behind Ye Fan, there were a thousand Jingzhe troops, all riding neatly armored iron-horned rhinoceros. The silver dragon logo on the killing weapons in their hands seemed to reflect a cold light. They had obtained the latest weapon.

In addition to the slaying weapons, it is also equipped with a silver spear called Forbidden, all of which are weapons inlaid with alchemy technology.

The strength of the members of the Jingzhe Army is uneven, but they are basically at the silver level. Chen Peng is a little higher, almost as high as gold, but years of hard work in the secret realm have given them an iron-blooded temperament.

The atmosphere was cramped and cold. The army stopped five hundred meters away from Zhou's school grounds. Ye Fan was riding on the flame-eating hellhound and just looked at Zhou Zanglong quietly in the distance.

The two sides were facing each other, and the Jingzhe army remained motionless, but the many servants of the Zhou family were in a panic.

This was not the first time for them to see the Jingzhe Army. Faced with them at such a close range, they felt a strong sense of oppression.

This forbidden army belonging to Ye Fan has the best quality combinations, iron armor that is enough to ignore ordinary muskets, gold-killing weapons, and mounts that start with silver. In terms of configuration, this thousand-man army is already better than some of the troops on the front line.

Be high.

Zhou Zanglong naturally felt the uneasiness of many servants behind him, but he was holding a big sword at the moment and was full of energy.

"Minister Tiangong, this is the residence of the Zhou family. May I ask if Tiangong has brought his army here for anything important?"

"Is there something important, don't you know?" Ye Fan just asked, his slightly cold voice spreading.

Zhou Zanglong's face froze slightly, but soon he straightened his back and said, "God, if you want to investigate the Zhou family, I, Zhou Zanglong, will never agree."

"I know you won't agree." Ye Fan still replied with an indifferent tone, "So I brought the army over."

"God wants to start a war?" Zhou Zanglong asked, "In Nange City, my Zhou family, but..."

"Those who are rebellious can talk about the glorious past." He was only halfway through his words when Ye Fan waved his hand and interrupted Zhou Zanglong's words.

"Conspiracy?" Zhou Zanglong was stunned by these words, "Where do you get the evidence that I am conspiring to commit rebellion?"

"Nuo, supporting private soldiers and resisting official inspections is not treason." Ye Fan replied, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, "Master Zhou, you don't think you are being a resistance hero, do you?"

"I have the authorization of the Governor. Now I represent the official of Nange City. You are leading troops to resist in such a big way. Isn't it treason?"

"Why do you say that I am treasonous? You are the number one person who supports private soldiers!" Zhou Zanglong was a little angry, "You are the one who should wear this hat!"

"I didn't say I wouldn't wear it." Ye Fan replied, snorting slightly.

"But who will let me wear this hat? Are you, are you qualified?"

Zhou Zanglong choked again. At this moment, looking at Ye Fan's cold eyes and the murderous Jingzhe Army, he felt a hint of fear.

This God is the most shameless person. He may not know the rules at all!

"You..." After opening his mouth, Zhou Zanglong found that his lips were a little dry, and when he pursed his lips, he noticed that Mark had raised his hand.

This was a very dangerous posture. In an instant, Zhou Zanglong saw the members of the Jingzhe Army behind Ye Fan loading their weapons and raising them to their chests.

He really dares to start a war.

At this moment, a feeling of extreme danger surged into Zhou Zanglong's mind, and the hairs on his body almost stood up all at once.

"God, did you really not think about the consequences of doing this?" At the moment of fright, Zhou Zanglong backed away, blocking his chest with the big knife in his hand.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next moment, intensive gunshots rang out, and the terrifying lethality of the killing weapons was maximized on this flat ground. In an instant, many groups of blood mist burst into the Zhou family's formation. Zhou Zanglong retreated quickly, but was also beaten.

He was hit by several shots and was instantly knocked to the ground.

Without enough armor, at such a close distance, these people are completely living targets.

Under the intensive artillery fire, there seemed to be no difference between gold-level, silver-level, beast masters, and warriors. This battle became a one-sided crushing from the moment the shots were fired.

The massacre was going on at this moment. After several rounds of mounted shooting, the Zhou family's defense line was easily destroyed. Shocking wailing sounds rang out. Many people looked at God with fear in their eyes.

Not only did he dare, but he didn't hesitate at all. He might have been prepared for this massacre before he arrived.

"This is the path you chose, don't blame others."

Ye Fan naturally saw the eyes of these people, but there was no fluctuation. He watched groups of people fall under the gunfire. After a while, he finally raised his hand again.

"Charge, leave no one alive."

boom.

"roar!"

The order was given, and at the front of the team, Chen Peng stood upright with his spear, his alchemical weapon glowed, and the mount under his crotch neighed. He jumped up, followed by many iron-horned rhinoceros.

This is a fully armored beast. At this moment, the charge of thousands of cavalry seems like a small earthquake.

Heavy cavalry is the most terrifying propulsion force on the battlefield. At this moment, the charge begins and the battle is over.

The whine sounded, and Ye Fan just rode on the flame-devouring hellhound, looking at the carnage with calm eyes.

The blood he had seen was countless times more tragic than this, and it was no longer possible to stir up any more waves.

Soon, the battle came to an end, the school ground calmed down, and there was no more sound. Chen Peng raised his hand from the army. In his hand was Zhou Zanglong's head, and shouted to Ye Fan:

"God, the head of the Zhou family has been executed!"

"Um."

Ye Fan answered, looking at the battlefield that seemed to have turned into scorched earth, and paused for a while, seeming to be thinking about something.

To be honest, the power of the Zhou family is not bad. These five thousand people can be considered a good force. However, it is a pity that they do not have Chen Changsheng and do not have such an armed force.

In battlefield games, if you haven't reached the Star Level, you can't ignore the firearms and are still within the rules. In low-level battles, the battle still depends on the firepower and equipment of both sides. No matter how strong a gold-level person is, how many muskets can he take?

What's more, his troops are armed with the most advanced firearms.

"More than five thousand troops are all warriors and beast masters. In normal times, they may be a force that cannot be underestimated."

"It's a pity that my army is no longer a traditional army. What's the use of holding a broadsword? If you make so much money, don't you know how to wear better leather armor for your troops?"

After a while, Ye Fan spoke up, as if to summarize the one-sided massacre, and then slowly turned around while riding the fire-eating hellhound.

He left, and his back stretched very long under the setting sun, and gradually submerged into the end of the horizon. After a long time, a voice that seemed to be like a eulogy came.

"Times have changed, Zhou Zanglong."


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