42. Evil spirits soar through the city
"ah"
The army was completely in chaos. Under the dim sky, a commander of the Hundred Battles knelt down in pain, roaring heart-wrenchingly.
As if a cold wind was tangled on his body, the dust splashed everywhere, he raised his head and the red air flow spurted out from his seven orifices, like a red snake, breaking out of his body.
As the out-of-control fighting energy surged out of his body, his originally strong and powerful body quickly became dry like a leaking balloon, with wrinkles on his face and skinny.
What was taken away was not only his power, but also his life.
After the last ray of battle aura was extracted, the creature that had been completely drained fell to the ground weakly, and blood flowed, dyeing the earth around him bright red.
He fell to the ground, his consciousness was blurred, and his young life came to an end.
He breathed hard.
In front of my blurry eyes, the whole world was shaking, and it was vaguely visible that beside me, I had fallen down like him, a dry corpse like him.
The corpse seemed to form a bone avenue leading to the Yellow Springs.
At the end of this road of killing is the remnant city of Dongying, which is completely wrapped by the bright red aura.
The unknown small town is now covered in blood, turning into auspicious clouds, and the rays of clouds are circulating. The unknown halo flows, like the gate of the underworld, opening a bang on the Middle Earth.
That's the end.
At the end of this war, it leads to the Yellow Springs Hell.
They shouldn't have come.
Unfortunately, they have arrived.
"Click"
The stones around him were trampled apart, and the dying soldier tried hard to look up. He saw the Japanese man wearing leather armor and holding a cross gun, and his face was also young.
But in this ghost creature, he had no expression on his face and no emotions were moving in his eyes.
He seemed to have long been used to such a ghost scene.
The two looked at each other.
On this desperate battlefield, one person is weak and the other is cold.
The sergeant saw the light of contempt for life from that slight eyes, and he knew that this was his corpse collector.
Not willing.
A strong unwillingness arose from the hearts of the soldiers. If the fighting spirit is still there, no, even if you don’t have the fighting spirit, you can easily defeat this thin outside world dog thief with your courage!
"ah"
He used his last power to burst out a war cry, grabbed the knife beside him, and wanted to fight the Japanese to the death.
But he was too weak.
"puff"
The rough cross gun pierced the sergeant's shriveled body and pierced him into the ground, as if he had stabbed an unknown bed bug to death.
Blood spurted out from the sergeant's mouth and nose.
The last strand of life also escaped from the torn body. He glared at the expressionless Japanese in front of him, and wanted to swing the knife, but the darkness was already falling in front of him.
Like a curtain, blocks all disasters from sight.
"Bang"
The blood-stained waist knife fell to the ground, and the sergeant swallowed his last breath in extreme reluctance.
The cross gun was pulled out, and the Japanese looked at the corpse that fell to the ground in front of him. There was not much light in his silent eyes, nor did he stay on the corpse in front of him for too long.
In the cold wind with bloody smell, he carried a blood-stained cross gun and continued to walk forward.
There are still many Middle-earth soldiers struggling there.
He will kill them.
It was like he was going to kill those hostile samurai ronin in his hometown of Japan.
This kind of killing is a kind of kindness.
Avoid them and continue to suffer.
Zuqing was once a warrior, and like these Middle-earth people, he tried to challenge the immortals. He was luckier, or more unfortunate than them. After all his compatriots died, he survived and joined the Penglai army.
This rash man was not afraid of fighting in battle formations, but the supernatural thing in front of him was really beyond his imagination. Isn’t it right to feel afraid of such a fierce thing that he didn’t understand?
"The last general led his army to stop them, and the Marquis quickly headed towards Zibo! Join Wu Shifeng and the bandit suppression army!"
This deputy general is also a strategic person.
He looked back at the Japanese people coming up, and saw that Marquis Wei's face looked like paper. He knew that after the Marquis failed in the siege of Yanjing, he was hit by the crushing defeat of the battle in front of him, and he was no longer in charge of the director for a while.
"You and several others must protect the safety of the Marquis!"
The deputy general shouted to several lieutenants beside Weihou:
"We are not a lowly person, and we have to be promoted all the way to achieve the current glorious family and honor our ancestors. We must be conscientious in life, especially our soldiers.
I will never be able to return to this battle. If all the brothers can live, I will go back to my ancestral land for me and protect my wife, children, and young people in my family."
After saying that, the general gritted his teeth, pulled the reins, and rushed towards the Japanese behind him with a knife. He galloped and shouted:
"Tell my son that he is not a coward, and he dies like a hero!"
This parting entrusting the orphans to the hearts of the crowd aroused the passion.
They were all from the Qilu border army, and they were the reckless men who were truly united by the Marquis of Wei. Seeing that their brothers were going to die, how could they sit and watch?
"Person Wen! You are the youngest and have a bright future. We will receive the great kindness of the Marquis. This is the time to repay the kindness. I will give you the safety of the Marquis."
Several lieutenants were also passionate, grabbed their weapons, called their subordinates, and chased the deputy general and rushed forward.
After leaving, only one-third of the soldiers left behind Weihou.
The young Captain Wen was not a greedy person who was afraid of death. He wanted to fight, but when he saw that Wei Hou was isolated, he had to press his passion in his heart. He rode on the horse, folded his fists to the brothers behind him and said goodbye, then took the troops and rushed backwards.
Front, under the hill.
The deputy general led several lieutenants to form a formation to defend the enemy, and killed three waves of Japanese attacks in succession, and killed several ghost martial artists. Seeing that this group of people was difficult to deal with, the remaining Japanese simply ignored them and walked around from both sides.
The deputy general wanted to pursue, but was stunned to find that another new enemy rushed down from the hill.
Each of them has strange and stiff steps, shaking their bodies, and their bodies are surrounded by strange colors, unlike humans.
"kill!"
The hoarse roar as rubbing as stones sounded from the group of monsters. The next moment, they rushed up like a waterfall, facing the elite swords and guns of the Southern Army, and pounced on them.
The blade pierces the body, but there is little rotten blood flowing out.
The brave deputy general, holding a big sword, stepped forward to kill several people. He saw that these strange men were familiar with their armor, which was clearly the armor of the Hundred Battle Army.
this
"clang"
It's a terrible thing to be distracted on the battlefield
The sword light in front of the deputy general's eyes lit up. He wanted to block a point, but was kicked in the chest. The empty door opened wide and was pierced by the bloody Japanese sword and penetrated the Bailiang armor with one knife and went straight into his heart.
He fell to the ground, his eyes full of shock.
In front of him, the one who used the knife to kill him was a very familiar figure.
He was as thin as skinny as a bone, and his ferocious cheeks showed blood-red eyes. In addition to his disheveled hair, there was also a strange horn that tore through the flesh and blood, highlighting it on his forehead.
The light armor on its body represents its identity.
"Person Feng?"
Chapter completed!