The red-skinned man was extremely ferocious. He grabbed the copper net and either tore it with his hands or bit it with his teeth. The copper net was destroyed layer by layer.
The soldier closest to him held a spear and bravely charged towards him.
The red-skinned man roared, grabbed the spear, and threw the soldier into the sky with his backhand. When the man fell down, he caught him again and tore him into two pieces on the spot.
However, such ferocity and terror did not frighten the surrounding soldiers. They silently rushed towards the red-skinned man and pierced him with sharp spears and spears.
The soldiers' attacks were very methodical. Casualties in the front were immediately replaced by the rear. No one flinched, and no one yelled in panic.
They are silent and brave, fierce and measured. To outsiders who don't know what is going on, they will only hear a lunatic yelling "Ahhhh", and no one else will hear them. They will never think that in such a late night, they would actually
There is an army fighting.
Except for the Meng family troops who are well-trained and have been fighting on the front line for a long time, no one can do it.
Meng Jia looked at this scene, feeling vaguely proud. He whispered to Mu Yunhan beside him: "I have decided on your prescription."
Mu Yunhan did not answer his words. After confirming that Mu Ying was only slightly injured, he said calmly: "Do you think you can catch him alive?"
Catching a living red-skinned man was of extraordinary significance to her and Gu Fenglin.
They can use him to do a lot of research and speculation, and they can even use him to lead out Jiang Xu.
Mengjia frowned. He had experienced hundreds of battles and had rich experience. Of course, he could see that it was very difficult to capture the red-skinned man alive.
But how could he give up easily? He straightened his sleeves, picked up his spear, and smiled at Mu Yunhan: "Just watch!"
Before the word "Zhu" falls to the ground, people are already rising into the sky.
He somersaulted into the sky, then rushed down, his spear shook into a silver dragon, and with unstoppable vigor, it stabbed towards the red-skinned man who was fighting fiercely below.
At the same time, the soldiers of the Meng family army below worked together with a tacit understanding to use their guns and knives to entangle the red-skinned man.
There was a muffled sound of "pop", and Meng Jia's spear accurately penetrated into the red-skinned man's right shoulder socket, and then penetrated all the way.
The red-skinned man stayed for a moment, let out a terrible scream, threw away the surrounding soldiers with force, grabbed Mengjia's gun barrel with his backhand, and tried to knock him down and kill him.
Meng Jia, who was originally strong and tall, was now like a fluttering reed, swaying lightly with the swing of the gun barrel.
The red-skinned man had nothing to do with him, and because he was poisoned by Mu Ying twice in succession, he was killed by a copper net, and attacked with swords and guns, until he was finally exhausted.
Just a momentary flaw was caught by Mengjia. He jumped down and stepped on the red-skinned man's head. Then he used the force to turn over, pulled out his spear, and swept the red-skinned man with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.
The bones of both legs were smashed into powder.
The red-skinned man fell suddenly, but it was not over yet. Mengjia ignored him and came over with a long spear, and slapped his bare head hard.
The red-skinned man vomited out a string of extremely foul-smelling blood foam, rolled his eyes, and fainted with convulsions.
Meng Jia landed on the ground, leaning on his spear majestically and scanning the audience.
However, the soldiers he brought did not cheer for joy. Instead, they remained silent and uniformly slammed the weapons in their hands to the ground in celebration.
Meng Jia looked at Mu Yunhan with a smile: "How is it?"