Seven minutes later, the nearest search team rushed over. When they saw the corpses and pieces of meat on the ground, they immediately froze in place. The leader of the team waved decisively:
"withdraw!"
But it was too late. Ye Chen threw away the kettle in his hand, rushed out, and smashed the captain's saber in front of him with one punch. His fist penetrated the armor and embedded itself in his chest. There was a series of snaps, and a steamed bun-like lump was arched on his back.
Big bag, the leather armor on the back exploded with a fist-sized hole, and an invisible air column spurted out.
The squad leader fell softly, and at this moment the kettle barely landed on the ground.
A soldier next to the squad leader thought he saw an opportunity and slashed Ye Chen's back of the neck with a knife. His strong muscles bounced the blade away. He suddenly turned his head and stretched out his big fan-like hands to grab the soldier's face with a grin on his face. He was thick and thick.
He pressed hard with his five fingers, and there was a scream mixed with broken bones, and blood spurted from his fingertips.
After letting go of his hand, the corpse fell softly to the ground. The twitching face was no longer human-like, and blood was gurgling from five finger-sized holes on it.
"Let's all kill him together!"
The remaining soldiers, led by a possible deputy captain, charged him.
Ye Chen raised his head with eyes like an eagle, grabbed the two incoming arrows with his hands as fast as lightning, and threw them out with his backhand. The two archers screamed and fell down, clutching their chests.
He reached out with both hands and grabbed two bright plain knives accurately. He pressed hard with his five fingers, and there were two crisp sounds.
The master of the famous sword covered his throat at the same time, and blood spurted out from between his fingers.
He grabbed two broken blades and threw them, piercing the chest and abdomen of the two soldiers. He then freed his hand to grab a spear and lifted the two men to the ground and threw them down. He withdrew the two spears and twisted them around.
He stabbed two soldiers through, and with one sweep, he caught them both at the waist and broke their spines...
He was so devastated that a group of more than a dozen soldiers were wiped out by him in less than a minute. He threw away the two broken spears and picked up another spear with a kick. Ye Chen no longer stayed where he was and took the initiative to attack.
Four minutes later, the sound of killing was heard again in the forest, but it only lasted for about half a minute and all the sounds disappeared.
Not far away, a team heard the commotion and rushed over excitedly. When they saw the corpses on the ground and Ye Chen, who was stained red with blood, they couldn't help but shudder and subconsciously took a step back.
"Yeah! Want to run?"
Ye Chen subconsciously thought that they were scared by him, so he rushed forward and started killing them.
Half an hour later, the entire mountain forest was dyed red with blood, and hundreds of soldiers were killed by him alone. Except for those who had a premonition of something bad and ran away before they came, no one escaped as long as he saw them.
By the time he returned to Wengcheng, his upper body had been covered with a thick layer of plasma, and the innermost part had hardened into a black-red shell. His jumpsuit was completely covered. He was two meters tall and unusually tall. He looked like...
A ghost crawled out from the sea of blood in the abyss, and the morale of the soldiers on the wall of Wengcheng plummeted the moment they saw him.
Zhang Shihe, who was sitting on the city wall, frowned and looked at the ghostly figure below, then turned to ask the black-armored general:
"Where is the second master?"
The black-armored general said expressionlessly:
"None of my men saw the second master when he came back."
Zhang Shihe frowned even more tightly, looked at the experts on the other side who came with Yu Wenshi and asked:
"Yue Tu, did the Second Master say when he would be back?"
The middle-aged man named Yue Tu had a very solemn expression at this time and said:
"Second Master said he was going to chase that boy, but now this boy is here and Second Master has not come back. Maybe..."
"shut up!"
Zhang Shihe immediately interrupted him, his brows furrowed into the Chinese character Sichuan, he pinched his brows, sighed, and whispered to the black-armored general:
"Do whatever you can to get his head!"
"Take your orders!"
The black-armored general bowed to accept the order, stood up, pulled out the sword in his hand and shouted:
"Archers, prepare crossbows, shoot!"
The next second, arrows rained down from the top of the city, mixed with the sound of people buzzing in the sky.
"Open the city gates and attack with the whole army!"
The city gate opened with a bang, and a group of cavalry rushed out and divided into two teams to surround Ye Chen.
“Just what I wanted!”
The corner of Ye Chen's mouth curled up with a cruel smile. He hit the ground with the spear in his hand, causing the thick stone slab to crack. He raised the spear in his hand and swept away the flying arrows. His figure flashed and moved ten meters horizontally. In the next second,
The stone slabs on the spot were shattered by the explosion, and more than a dozen fine steel crossbow arrows hit the ground.
Without waiting for the second wave of crossbow arrows to be fired, he rushed towards the gate of Wengcheng in the face of the rain of arrows.
At this time, there were still a large number of soldiers pouring out of the city gate. He rushed to the city gate and swept several soldiers with his spear, flying them against the wall. The spear in his hand stabbed several people.
Then there was a loud shout from the city gate, and the soldiers separated. A cavalryman wearing thick plate armor and even the horses on his seat rushed towards him like a tank. Ye Chen snorted coldly and said,
He punched the sword that had been chopped down, and then he faced the charging heavy armored knight and collided with him.
The first thing he came into contact with was the long lance pressed against his chest, which was bent. The knight couldn't hold the lance and it flew away. The next second, the man and the cavalry collided head-on. There was a loud "boom" sound, and both the man and the knight were hit.
The armored war horse with a charging power of two to three thousand kilograms flew up directly. The war horse let out a Herodian scream, flew over ten meters and collapsed on the ground and began to twitch. Large streams of blood mixed with foam fell from it.
The horse squirted all over the place.
The knight, however, flew further and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a while. The man was not dead. The main force was borne by the horse. The bones of the horse were smashed. The knight was just knocked unconscious and died.
His terrifying collision did not kill anyone, but frightened all the soldiers who saw it. The morale of all the soldiers plummeted. They looked up at Ye Chen as if they were looking at ghosts and gods. Even the black-armored general fell silent when he saw it, and then turned around to look.
To Zhang Shihe, he said:
"Commander, please leave here immediately!"
Zhang Shihe looked extremely shocked and solemn, nodded without any hesitation, and said:
"Send someone to cut it off, and then take your own lead and leave with me."
The black-armored general shook his head:
"The general has never escaped on the battlefield, not before, and certainly not now."
He looked at Yue Tu and said:
"Take the military advisor and leave!"
Just as Yue Tu was about to say something, the black-armored general shouted sharply:
"This is an order. Anyone who disobeys will be killed!"
Seeing the murderous look in the eyes of the black-armored general, Yue Tu swallowed his words, nodded heavily, grabbed Zhang Shihe with one hand and ran towards the edge of the city wall.
Seeing them jumping off the edge of the city wall and escaping, the black-armored general turned around. Ye Chen had already rushed into the urn city and started killing. Seeing his men being killed one by one without any resistance, there was a trace of pain in his eyes.
Unwilling to give in, he ordered in a deep voice:
"Send my order to close the city gate, lead him under the city gate, pour oil on him, and burn him with fire!"
