There was smoke everywhere in Taiye City, and dark clouds fell in the dark night.
They floated over the city wall, floated into the streets and alleys of the city, and when they landed, they emitted bursts of melodious bells, and immediately turned into strangely dressed evil stars - the city defense and border troops went to arrest and question them, but after finishing the registration formality in a few words, these fell from the sky.
The god immediately took out his magic weapon and killed him.
Marshal Crozzo assigned sixteen combat groups to Taiye City, with a total of only 112 people. Each group has different equipment and configurations, but there is only one strategic purpose - to remove the heads of core officials in the county power center.
, completely destroying the enemy's command post.
This is a battle with one against a hundred. There is only one way to deal with the blood-giving monsters related to the Crazy Butterfly Sect, as well as the party members who have been bewitched, controlled and brainwashed by the Yin Yang Qiankun Sect - and that is to kill without mercy.
Various government barracks in the main city, docks and ships, Si Yao fire fighters, clock alarms, grain and grass warehouses, manger pastures and other important functional strongholds are high-value targets. Outside the city area, there are also elite soldiers from various war groups participating. Kuai Dao and Zhong Miao
During Operation Autumn Harvest, the Gate absorbed a large number of elites from various battle groups of the Transportation Department, including many powerful psychics who survived the expedition era.
If one hundred and twelve kings of hell have descended on Taiye City, then there are more than 500 armored heavenly soldiers in the surrounding counties, markets, farms and villages. They will cooperate with the assassinations and beheadings of unknown persons in the city to destroy all the strongholds, barracks and checkpoints scattered around Taiye.
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This is not a war between civilizations, this is pure massacre.
Any ordinary person in the civilized world who talks about this armed conflict will probably denounce the stupidity of Ao Mingde and the shamelessness and cruelty of Marshal Crozo Van Dien.
Taiye's army only has basic weaving, and the team equipment is still in the cold weapon age. It is a warlord team with the prefect as the core of command, the checkpoints in the surrounding areas of Taiyin Mountain as the training content, and the military power of the Copper River countries as the imaginary enemy.
Their enemies are the street fighting elites of the information age - what they have to deal with in this battle is an orderly night raid with simple radio command and dispatch.
To be honest, there is no possibility of surrendering. There are too few combat troops on Keshuai's side and they simply cannot handle Xia Bang's surrender.
If the enemy cannot forget the Yin Yang Qian Kun Sect, the glory and wealth of Tai Ye, and the lock in his heart, and still thinks about making achievements, then the number of mutinies will only increase, and there will be no management opportunities and no management costs.
Without the ecstasy pill to calm the mind, and the love-forgetting water Meng Po Tang, Keshuai would never gamble with the lives of the soldiers in the regiment - any wrong estimation of the enemy's situation, or underestimation of the enemy's careless judgment will result in unacceptable combat losses.
Looking at the overall sandbox war game, Keshuai only has 881 soldiers. Counting the reinforcements that were rotated halfway through the game, and the soldiers who later came from Sendai to fill in, the total number is only 1,120.
combat unit.
These soldiers are not invulnerable, and not all of them are as tough as steel and mentally mature like the Nameless Ones.
Before fighting this unequal battle, the Organization Department had conducted many rounds of rehearsals - for these soldiers, this attack was not an easy and simple task of "beating up primitive people". It was just a matter of identification of friend or foe and
The two basic tasks of protecting innocent civilians can drain their energy, not to mention the tens of thousands of garrison troops mixed with blood donation units.
Killing a weak enemy also dies the enemy, which is a good thing.
Being killed by a weak enemy has a completely different meaning. You have to pay a heavy price for your arrogance and kindness.
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There is a lake next to the pasture of the prefect's mansion, and a small building with a beautiful environment was built along the undulating valley of Taiyin Mountain. It supports more than 60 guests——
——The six most powerful men and six women among them are the Liuding Liujia cultivated by True Lord Kunwu with the holy blood of Yin Yang Qiankun Sect.
These disciples are all Jianghu people, poor people who have been running for their lives on the battlefields of various countries in the troubled times of the Central Plains, and have found peace and detachment in Taiye. If they can survive through the sixteen countries of Tonghe River, they are all masters among masters.
Or the leader of a famous family who is fighting and defecting, or the Shura who is trying to survive on the battlefield, or the Xia Ren who has a hard-to-resolve grudge,
Either a killer who sold his life to buy freedom, a remnant of the warlords' fight in the palace, or a defeated and destitute devil in the green forest.
The existence of Taiye County is to guard the ocean shipping trade in the ports of Sendai, Zhuzhou, Taizhou, and Yubei Southeast. On the one hand, it prevents these important cities from being disturbed and occupied by the warlords of the Tonghe countries in the Central Plains. On the other hand, it is to prevent
The cities along the southeastern coast rebelled, and it was stuck between two worlds. It was a paradise. Counting the militia mobilized by the chieftains in surrounding counties and towns, there were more than 60,000 people as wartime troops - so Li Kunhai had the courage to rebel, and he was not afraid of imperial decrees.
At this moment, a shout came from the small building in the river valley.
"Liu Ding Liujia! Get up and work!"
A tall man in black clothes beats gongs and drums and rushes through the residential corridors in the valley. He is the "monthly meritorious man" left by Lingguang Buddha by the side of True Lord Kunwu——
——After the other three colleagues died in the battle, the monthly meritorious officer was almost too frightened to step out of the small building in the river valley. He didn’t even know who the enemy was, and thought that the Copper River countries were lonely and unbearable, and they were targeting Tai Ye.
A piece of fat meat, sent the gods.
It wasn't until tonight, when the unknown person fell from the sky, that Yue Zhi Gong Cao determined the true identity of the assassin. He didn't have time to talk to Judah about it, so he had to inform the savior of Hehehe Xiaozhu.
The seed of chaos is in Li Kunhai's hands. If Li Kunhai dies, how will this news reach the ears of Lingguang Buddha?
Thinking of this matter, the monthly meritorious officer was very anxious. As a Wing of Light, he just wanted to live peacefully and steadily, and did not think about how to "progress". He just did his job well.
It was just after the fourth watch, and all the diners in the small house in the river valley were fast asleep. Occasionally, a few "literati" who liked to stay up late were still drinking and having a feast of human flesh by a deep well.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The monthly meritorious officer jumped down from the corridor in a hurry, climbed the rock lightly all the way, and climbed to the small pavilion by the well, where he saw four guests chatting and drinking.
"Jiazi, Jiawu, Jiachen, Jiashen!" The monthly meritorious officer, holding a gong and a mallet, hurriedly shouted with sweat on his head: "The governor is in trouble! Hurry to the rescue!"
The white-faced swordsman at the head took his time and tore a baby thigh from the barbecue grill with a very arrogant attitude.
"What's the rush? What could happen to him?"
The blood-giving monster playing with the wine glass across the table was a rough man, and he followed the scholar's words: "The prefect is protected by government soldiers, and school officers and lieutenants are always with him. If he doesn't like us cultivators, then just let him be."
There was a man who was still fishing out a wooden basin from the well. He was Jiachen among the Six Ding Liujia. He brought the frozen blood wine from the well mouth to the table, and then he respectfully saluted the moon-worth meritorious officer.
"Zhenjun Kunwu asked people to take him away, but Yue Zhi Gongcao was so panicked - is the demon monk here again?"
The last Jiawu was a fat brother with a fleshy face, a thick and long tongue sticking out, and seven eyes on his tongue. He was holding half a woman in his arms.
You heard it right, she is half a woman, eating only half of her body. Li Kunhai doesn't want to see these blood-giving monsters, the Red Pill Immortals, because they have no human appearance anymore, let alone stay with him as guards - send these retainers away
When I went to the Yin Yang Qian Kun Temple, people did not dare to enter the temple to worship the gods.
I don’t know how to explain the monthly meritorious service——
——There is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood on Changjie outside the Prefecture. The officers and soldiers guarding near the mansion are dead and injured. When they find a few survivors, they all talk nonsense when asked for information about the enemy.
"You don't want to go? Are you still making sarcastic remarks here? If something happens to Li Kunhai..."
Before they finished speaking, the four Immortal Weapons, Immortal Generals, Demon-Slaying Martial Gods immediately stood up and went back to their rooms to get their weapons. They all looked annoyed with their sullen expressions on their faces.
If you are far away, you can still hear Fat Brother Jiawu yelling and cursing.
"It's not a happy person to have to work for the Sajia and not give the Sajia food to eat! It's not a good thing for the Sajia! He only knows how to use Lingguang Buddha to oppress people! You bastard..."
The monthly meritorious officer did not care about this matter. He called out the other disciples in the small building in the river valley and asked them to be fully armed, put on heart-protecting armor, and wear bulletproof helmets before setting off. This was what the Lingguang Buddha had told him.
One day, I met some strange person and saw an immortal wearing gold and blue treasure clothes. I must do this.
Just like that, including the servants of the blood-granting monster, the chickens and dogs of the fairy family who were blessed with the holy blood, the 180-man troop passed through the school grounds in a mighty manner. There were some family conflicts and spouse disputes on the way. Such an unorganized group
The undisciplined elite soldiers laughed and cursed, stepped on the grass and crossed the road in a swagger, and dispersed when they reached the Yangxinyuan. No one organized or directed them.
They were divided into three or five groups, carrying various magic weapons and natal weapons in their hands. Even though they had the red blood golden elixir to survive, they could not forget the little skills they had as a human being. After all, this is the pride of the people in the world - the future position
The Immortal Class and Lingguang Buddha wanted to make a list of gods. They followed them into the temple to write scriptures, and they must also write down the magic weapons.
The monthly meritorious officer only cares about the whereabouts of Liu Ding and Liujia. This journey has been very difficult. He has to make these six men and six women obedient and not quarrel. Without Kunwu to control these immortals, he can say a word
Got three replies.
This is also true. Kunwu is right. The most powerful ability in the world is actually organizational ability.
This time traveler is able to control these retainers, keep an eye on Liu Ding Liujia, and let the fourth-level merit officers surround him. This is his arrogant capital.
But now that Kunwu is not in Taiye, if we really want to fight, these blood-giving monsters cannot be said to be just a ball of loose sand. They can identify ourselves and the enemy in a chaotic and dark environment, maintain their will to fight without using weapons on their companions, and do
Up to this point it’s already pretty good.
The first lucky person to cross the Yangxinyuan was Ding Simei - this elite soldier was brave and had grown up with True Lord Kunwu since she was a child. Kunwu's child bride was considered to be very fond of her, and she was willing to listen to Yue Zhi's orders.
True Lord Kunwu was kidnapped by the demon monk. She was about to ask for orders to leave the city. She could not forget her mentor and lover.
The moment she walked out of the courtyard wall, Ding Si-mei felt chills all over her body. The moment she stepped into the martial arts courtyard in the front yard, she smelled a strong smell of blood—including the murderous intent that turned water into ice.
She stared at the wall between the Yanwuping archery targets, where a row of heads happened to be sticking out.
It wasn't like people were sticking up on the wall, it was more like their heads had been chopped off and piled up against the wall. The bases were full from bottom to top, and they were just mixed in a row and piled up into a hill.
Sooner or later, Ding Simei was so stressed by this terrifying true spiritual power that red spots appeared all over her body, and she was about to go crazy - she was thinking about Kunwu Langjun's kindness in her heart, and she barely defeated her inner demon. She raised her waist
A pair of Emei thorns stimulated the real energy to rush towards Yanwuping.
She cursed as she walked.
"Where is the monster!"
It doesn't matter if you don't shout, she just shouted out.
Jiang Xueming was still cleaning up the soldiers in the mud of the equipment warehouse next door. He had just picked up a stone lock weighing more than 80 kilograms and smashed the head of the school official. He glanced at the courtyard wall, and Fengfang Huameng immediately called the police.
SD exclaimed: "S-H-I-T! So many!"
Xueming said nothing——
——Ding Simei is getting more and more panicked, and she hasn’t even had time to close her mouth!
Shi Suo volleyed over and hit her with the strength of a frightened bear. He suddenly broke half of her torso, causing her to roll on the ground and crawl a few steps to the edge of a warehouse in Yanwu Ping!
When she came back to her senses, she saw an arm being carried behind her by the terrifying flying stone weapon. The stone lock smashed through the mud wall of the archery room, creating a deep vent for ventilation.
She screamed, and she still felt unbelievable when in pain. What kind of strange power is this?!
While struggling, she felt the immortal energy inside her body was raging. The iron armor barely protected her for a minute, and the flesh of her shoulders and neck cracked and deformed!
"Jiazi! Save me! Save me!!! Save me!!!"
She called out to her companion Liu Ding and Liu Jia, kicking her legs wildly against the broken bricks of the stone flat. When she turned around, she saw the shiny black God in Treasure Armor just falling off the wall.
"boom!--"
The first shot shattered Ding Si's iron helmet, causing her eyes to roll up and her neck to break! She hasn't died yet!
"boom!--"
The second shot hit her wound, leaving her unable to get up to cover her face and protect her heart, and she lost the qualification to defend herself.
"boom!--"
The third shot was fired at the door. Sister Ding Mao, who rushed out to rescue her, had not had time to speak. Her eye sockets were bleeding and her brain was bursting. The soft bullets were bouncing in the helmet, constantly destroying the brain. This blood-giving freak's body was paralyzed.
, he suffered critical damage and died.
"boom!--"
The belated fourth shot shot into Ding Simei's chin and penetrated Tianling!
All of a sudden, forty or fifty people rushed out from all over the entrance of the courtyard. All of them were strong blood-gathering monsters. The moment they encountered the gunsmith's terrifying spiritual pressure, half of the freaks held their heads to protect their faces.
It was suppressed by rifle bullets, but it did not completely lose its combat effectiveness. The golden bird feathers on its body showed the characteristics of animal transformation, which was the holy blood formula of the mythical [KALAVIUKA·Songbird].
Xueming had no intention of reloading. As soon as Divana's roar stopped, there was no time left for him to reload - he was about to be surrounded, and the killing efficiency of bullets was limited. He had to pry open these strong iron cans.
Find another way.
During the Sino-Japanese War, Jiashen charged forward. One person carried two swords with a light and agile pace, and the other person ran with a thunderous force swinging a sledgehammer. He became the leader of the team, surrounded by more than thirty immortal soldiers and generals behind him.
The gunsmith did not evade, he took Chen Crystal No. 1 and prepared seven arrows. There was a fragrant dream escorting him beside him.
Jiashen was surprised when he saw the incarnation outside him, and his steps slowed down: "It's a master in the transformation stage!"
The gunsmith didn't understand what this "god master" meant, and Fang Fang Huan Meng didn't care.
If the transformation stage is classified according to the standards of Daxia, having a complete spiritual body is the stage of transformation——
——Let’s not talk about these side details.
The fat brother Jiawu, who was blushing and thick-necked, didn't take these words to heart. He was protected by iron armor. If he charged with all his strength, he had never been afraid of anyone in his life.
The giant man like a bull pushed away his partner and collided hard with Fragrant Fantasy!
Jiashen followed closely behind him. Affected by the strong wind, he still managed to maintain his body and kill!
The gunsmith received feedback from the spirit body, and Feng Fang Huan Meng seemed to have been hit by a rhinoceros, and ended up in a stalemate with Jiawu.
However, in the blink of an eye, the sharp swords came from the side of the man. The gunsmith calculated the distance accurately and only avoided one step and one sword.
Jiashen's sword missed, and he slashed the sword with his right hand. He laughed inwardly, but when he leaned forward and saw where the sword in his right hand was going, his head moved.
Yue Zhi Gong Cao stood in the distance and could see clearly. Jiashen just stabbed and touched, using his special skill Silver Snake Sword Technique. He just made a starting move, causing the evil star of hell to avoid the hand and lose the sense of distance.
, without using his hand to explore the way, his back hand touched the black iron suit, and the sword blade immediately scratched sparks and deflected to one side.
Jiashen's face and neck were more than six inches into the enemy's arm, and he couldn't stop anymore!
A cold light flashed in the hand of Lord Yama, and he took the head away lightly——
——The knife is too fast! The hand is too steady! The eye is too accurate! The heart is too cruel!
The decapitated body rolled over, and patches of blood spurted out from its neck. The head was thrown upwards and became a trophy for the spectators in Yanwuping.
On the other side, the sledgehammer in Jiawu's hand can no longer bear any strength——
——Fragrant Fantasy withstood the first round. In the second round, all eight of its claws were grinding out sparks. With one shoulder against the copper rod of the sledgehammer, it suddenly turned over like a walking dragon.
The hammer head smashed into the mud pit, and the iron-helmeted tiger leaned forward, took out Chenjing No. 1 and stuffed it into the belly seam of the Jiawu iron helmet, and pulled the trigger hard.
The warhead penetrated Jiawu's belly and exploded after hitting his chest and lungs!
"Boom!——"
A ball of bright red fire erupted, spraying bloody rain from the armor's limbs, head and neck.
Xueming and Fenfang Huanmeng were too close, and they were more or less bombarded by the overpressure of air waves, and there was no movement.
This sudden divine fire frightened many blood-giving monsters and did not dare to move forward. They were blocked by the waves of flames and froze in place.
The iron helmet of the Sino-Japanese War exploded into the sky and turned into a flat pot lid. It took a long time for it to fall down.
An intact gunsmith walked out of the Dust Crystal smoke. He waved again. Fragrant Fantasy held up the wreckage of the Dust Crystal No. 1 and took out the remaining arrows. The big steel cat forgot that this thing cannot be fired at zero distance.
He scratched his head and laughed with embarrassment, ready to apologize.
But it didn't matter. The gunsmith took out the Chen Crystal No. 2 from the carrying bag and handed the rifle launcher to Hunwei.
At this time, Yue Zhi Gong Cao heard the first human words spoken by the demon.
"Be more careful next time, or be more careful in the next life."
The partners who followed the Jiawu charge into the battle did not hesitate, their will to fight was not extinguished, and they wanted to encircle them again.
Fragrance Fantasy needs to re-equip Chenjing No. 2 and check the status of the transmitter.
At this moment, Yue Zhi Gongcao is still waiting and watching, not planning to take action himself.
In the Yanwu Ping, the gunsmith held up the Belloberg dagger and stood shoulder to shoulder with the spirit body. His cold spiritual pressure blew out the last light of the Yanwu Ping. The camera was no match for the naked eye in this dark light environment.
Yue Zhi Gongcao looked carefully and opened his helmet, revealing the true face of the gunsmith, who was the demon monk who kidnapped Kunwu——
——But this time, he was not as exhausted and exhausted as before.
He seemed to be awake, with a frown and cold eyes, his breath was like an arrow, and his pupils were shining with a fierce light.