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That was the legendary sound of gunpowder explosion.
And whether it is true or not, he must take precautions in advance.
However, everything seems to be too late.
Flying all the way from the door, he saw that all the high walls of the village had collapsed and were even razed to the ground. Some of the houses against the walls were also blown to pieces, blowing all the sleeping thieves to pieces.
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"The enemy is attacking, the enemy is attacking, brothers, get up and fight!" Zhang Jin said that the souls of the dead were coming out, and he shouted at the top of his lungs.
He had already seen a black shadow stepping over the collapsed wall, using the cover of thunder and light rain in the sky, to rush straight into the stockade, crushing any obstacles along the way.
No one knew how many of them there were. Electric fires kept rolling across the sky, illuminating their neat ranks.
They are all cavalry, and each person's body is tightly wrapped in leather armor. The mounts under each person's crotch are even lined up in a neat team, taking firm steps, carrying broad shields and a bunch of cavalry.
The long lance, like a comb, moved rapidly from all sides of the stockade to the center of the stockade. Regardless of people or animals, anyone who was touched by the "comb teeth" would be combed to pieces.
"It's the Far Eastern Army, the Far Eastern Army and Horses from the day." Zhang Jincheng recognized it at a glance.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" The muffled thunder in the sky kept rolling. "Boom, boom, boom, boom!" On the ground, the flesh and blood from the horses' hooves splashed everywhere.
Electric snakes were flying and scurrying over the camp, and iron spears with fine steel heads were arranged in neat rows against the necks of the horses, sending despair and fear into every pair of eyes along the way.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" The muffled thunder continued in the sky, "boom, boom, boom, boom!" The sound of horse hooves on the ground also continued.
In the house closest to the outside of the stockade, there were thieves who woke up from their sleep, carried their weapons naked, and rushed out of the room. The neat iron spears directly picked up their naked bodies and tore them into pieces in mid-air.
"ah--!"
"ah--!"
"Spare your life——!"
"Mother——"
The shrill screams, accompanied by the scarlet flesh and blood fragments, surged up one after another. In the blink of an eye, they intertwined in mid-air into a song of lamentation from the eighteenth level of hell, resounding throughout the entire village.
"Don't run away, a man can't outrun a war horse!" Zhang Jin said Ji Lingling shivered and shouted, waving his weapons. "Come up together, everyone shoulder to shoulder. Kill one to get enough, kill two to earn one!"
His voice was extremely loud, and his movements were agile enough. However, his two legs did not move towards the cavalry. He changed direction in mid-air like a rabbit, scurrying several times in a row, bypassing the confused people.
The brothers under his command walked around the houses that were shaken by the previous explosions and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. He wanted to take advantage of the darkness and use his superb skills to escape.
Rows of gun blades swept past where he stood before, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, killing all the thieves who could not escape in time. Countless crumbling houses were directly trampled down by horse hooves. Countless minions were sleeping,
It turned into a ball of meat.
When rows of gunfire surged past, the place where the house originally stood was completely flat.
In the width where nearly a hundred war horses were walking side by side, there was no raised obstacle or any living life.
The flesh and blood of humans and animals formed a wide and straight passage. All the bandit soldiers who were near the passage but were lucky enough not to be hit by the gunfire turned pale, their eyes were stiff, and they were paralyzed on the ground and shivering.
The minions and the bandit leader, who were located in the middle of the stockade and far away from the Steel Blade Cavalry, ran out of their dormitories naked, making a mess like a group of headless flies.
Most of them were in a daze, and in the panic they couldn't figure out what was going on in the village, let alone where the enemy came from. Was it a god or a devil?
Hearing the continuous thunder and screams, they instinctively chose to run towards the depths of the stockade.
And disorder and panic are the accomplices that can most weaken one's own combat power and strengthen the opponent's combat power.
Soon, disaster and panic began to spread faster than the movement of a gun.
This village, home to a total of 20,000 to 30,000 people, was in complete chaos.
A group of naked minions escaped too slowly and were pushed down from behind by a larger group of brothers.
Countless big feet immediately stepped on their bodies. No matter how they screamed, wailed, cursed, or reminded, the owners of the big feet turned a deaf ear.
Within a few breaths, the unlucky ones who were stepped on fainted, and then, like ragdolls, they were stepped on by more big feet, until they finally turned into a pile of red ooze.
"We will die together!" A thief who was unfortunate enough to be pushed down by one of his own, but lucky enough not to be immediately trampled to pieces became furious and fiercely swung his steel knife, slashing four or five thighs around him.
"ah--!"
“Mother—!”
"Straight bitch——!"
Screams and curses alternated, and the injured were either pushed down by others, or slashed at the sneak attackers on the ground.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!" The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded instantly, and countless people who fell on the ground and were running for their lives waved their weapons and fought together.
The other escapees had no time to stop them and continued to spread their legs and run towards the depths of the stockade. Soon, the elite soldiers who were resting deep in the stockade were also awakened from their sleep by the chaotic footsteps around them. Without any thought, they ran away.
He turned around and joined the fleeing procession, crying and shouting with the defeated thieves and running deeper into the stockade. At the same time, it also spread the panic farther and deeper.
"Stop, don't panic! Don't run away. If you run away again, everyone will die here!" Zhang Jincheng's adopted son Zhang Tiehu rushed out of his room, carrying a long gun and shouting orders.
He actually lied to his adoptive father. The two sisters also had a younger sister, and he kept it for himself. Just now he was playing cruelly with this little girl who was only twelve years old, and a pool of blood was drawn from the play.
Zhang Tiehu is highly skilled in martial arts and extremely brave in peacetime battles. Otherwise, Zhang Jincheng would not have accepted him as his adopted son. Moreover, his vision and ability are almost the same as those of Zhang Jincheng. He knows that if he organizes three to five hundred brothers in time, even if he cannot turn the tide,
, at least there is still hope of escaping from danger safely. If you just take the lead in escaping without thinking, there is only a dead end.
However, no one was willing to listen to him in this situation. The series of explosions that blew down the wall scared many people into a strange panic, and then the Far Eastern Army surrounded them from all directions in an invincible manner.
, with its unstoppable destructive force, it destroyed everything in front of it and frightened these thieves into silence.