"Whoever dares to touch the young commander will be shot to death!"
“Crash, lala, lala—”
The crisp sound of firearms particularly stimulates people's nerves.
Although the members of the Martial Alliance are all masters that are beyond the reach of ordinary people, and they also have soft swords as weapons in their hands, but they are flesh and blood, and they are not masters who can catch bullets with their bare hands. How can they fight against this group of kings of soldiers who are armed to the teeth?
?
Cold sweat broke out behind everyone's back.
Murong Lin is no exception.
After joining the sect of Lu Tianxiong, the leader of the Martial Alliance, Murong Lin's self-confidence was unprecedentedly high. Especially after Lu Tianxiong told him that he wanted him to inherit the mantle and sit on the throne of the leader of the Martial Alliance in the future, Murong Lin was no longer inflated, but
It's taken off.
Except for the master, no one takes him seriously.
Anyone dares to fight.
But now, faced with dozens of heavy weapons and tens of thousands of soldiers outside, the guns on the armed helicopters were pointed directly at them through the glass windows, with red aiming points constantly moving around their bodies.
The fear that his life was no longer under his control shattered his pride in an instant.
Seeing the arrival of the Northwest Army, Lin Zhan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was the one who sent the message to Yuan Mu just now, and then Yuan Mu rushed over.
"Put down your weapons, or you will be shot on the spot for treason!"
"Let it go, let it go..."
The people of the Wu League were not soft-headed. Under the order of the Northwest Army, they did not immediately put down their weapons. There was even a man who looked like a thorn in the head and raised his sword in an attempt to resist.
result--
"Da da da!"
A series of gunshots.
The man was killed directly.
With the lessons learned from the past, the remaining members of the martial alliance dared to resist and dropped their weapons one after another; this is Yanhuang after all, can they really fight against the Ministry of War of the country?
That was a real rebellion.
He wants to kill the nine tribes!
At this moment, the people at the banquet realized that the person who had just come in was actually the young marshal from the northwest who they had talked about the most today and who made the big news last night, Yuan Mu.
Murong Lin looked at Yuan Mu: "Are you the Northwest Young Marshal?"
Yuan Mu nodded: "Yes! Now, do you still want to kill me?"
Murong Lin's expression changed several times. Unexpectedly, Yuan Mu stood behind Chen Yan.
At this time, an old man came out of the crowd and faced Yuan Mu without changing his expression. He said: "Young Marshal, our Wu League and your northwest Yuan Army have always been on the same page. Now you are mobilizing troops and killing me if you disagree."
Man, that doesn’t make sense, does it?”
Yuan Mu rolled his eyelids: "Who are you?"
The old man cupped his hands and said: "I am the elder of the Martial Alliance, Chang Youliang!"
Yuan Mu said: "It turns out to be Elder Chang!"
"Young Marshal, you're welcome!"
"Does Elder Chang have an eye problem?"
"ah--?"
Chang Youliang was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Yuan Mu to suddenly ask, "Young Marshal, my eyes are quite bright. The doctor said I can see more clearly than many young people."
Yuan Mu said: "Then you must have met a quack doctor, and your eyes must be broken. Otherwise, there are more than a hundred people in your martial arts alliance who want to kill me. How could you not see it? Come here, bring this elder Chang from the martial arts alliance."
Go to the hospital to see a doctor and take a good look."
Then, Chang Youliang was forcibly dragged away by Yuan Mu's men. As for which doctor he went to see, he didn't know.
However, just as Chang Youliang was invited away, another middle-aged man came immediately.
As soon as this person entered the door, a surging inner energy burst out from his body.