I have Futian in my heart

Chapter 828 Devil 2
On the contrary, it was difficult for the weapons of the Han army to kill these demons. The bone carapace on their bodies looked very strong and thick, but in fact it was even stronger and thicker.

Most of the knives and guns are difficult to break through, and will be cut apart by these streamlined bone armor.

Only some military officers with infinite strength and martial arts can break through the bone armor and kill these demons.

But obviously, even in the Han army, the number of officers with such high martial arts skills is not so many.

However, there were as many as two or three hundred of these demons, and just one meeting brought huge casualties to Zhu Jun's army.

"Go back, go back! Fight in formation!"

A military commander yelled loudly and directed his soldiers to form formation.

The soldiers who appeared to be in chaos under the killing of those demons obviously could not be rescued, but the soldiers who entered the city from behind quickly formed a battle formation under the command of the officer.

In an instant, the spears were like a forest, and the shields were like a wall, pressing towards those demons.

There were a few demons roaring and rushing towards the battle formation, but as soon as they approached, they were pierced by several long spears more than two meters long, and black blood flowed out.

Even so, these demons with tenacious vitality are still struggling frantically, brandishing big bony knives, trying to kill people in vain.

"Stab again!"

Following the shout of the army Sima, the Han army wanted to retract the spear that had penetrated into the demon's body, and then stab it again.

However, the muscles and bones in the devil's body squirmed crazily, clamping the spear in the body tightly, allowing them to withdraw the gun for a while.

At this moment, a Dubo rushed out with a knife in his hand, the bright knife light flashed, and he had already chopped off the demon's head, and the jet-black demonic blood splashed like a fountain, pouring directly on the ground. That Dubo's body.

The Dubo smiled and didn't care at all.There were a lot of people killed on the battlefield, and blood staining armor was just commonplace.

However, the next moment his face changed drastically, he opened his mouth and sprayed out all the undigested food in his stomach, then fell to his knees and vomited crazily.

Seeing such a scene, all the Han soldiers showed fear.They were not afraid of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but the scene in front of them terrified all of them: "Plague! It's a plague!"

In today's world, there have been frequent floods and droughts and natural disasters for decades.However, these are not the most frightening, the most frightening thing is the plague that breaks out from time to time.

After a plague passed, every family wore mourning, and even the villages and towns died. It is definitely not a joke.

And no matter whether they are traffickers, dignitaries, or relatives of the emperor, they cannot escape.The so-called every family has the pain of zombies, and the clan has the mourning of howling.Either close the door and die, or lose the family and die!

It is the most frightening thing in the world right now.Seeing that Dub kept spewing filth, like cholera in the plague.

Although it is not the typhoid fever that is the most popular now, it is enough to make people shudder!
"Toxic! The blood of these demons is poisonous and can cause plague!"

I don't know who yelled, the scalp of the soldiers of the Han army was numb, and they scattered in a hurry.

However, more demons have already rushed over from behind.

The situation in the city suddenly became critical!

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"Oops! The evil spirit in this city is getting worse and worse. I'm afraid something has happened! Speaking of which, these yellow scarves are really cruel. Are you going to let the people of the city be buried with them?"

At the same time, Zheng Xiaoming also mourned for those great families in Nanyang.

You know, although the clans in this era like to live together.But these aristocratic families also like to live in the city... or they also have residences in the city.

Nawan City was occupied, and I don't know how many descendants of aristocratic families were lost in the city.

Although the Yellow Turbans at the bottom originally hated these aristocratic families, the high-level Yellow Turbans still wooed them a lot.As long as you don't commit suicide yourself, you generally don't have to worry about your life!

But now, the children of the aristocratic families in these cities are afraid that something will happen!
But what did it matter to him?

Although he was sitting on the side of the aristocratic family, he seemed to be accepted by them now and became one of them.However, Zheng Xiaoming also feels that these aristocratic families are not good things!

It's not that there are no good people in these aristocratic families, but as an overall class, the interest groups have grown too much.The forced little people had no place to stand, and even followed the Yellow Turbans to rebel.

You lament that Tianjie has trampled on the bones of the public, who would care about that little man pretending to be a two-legged sheep?
Of course, although the feelings are not in these aristocratic families, I wish that these aristocratic families will be unlucky, but reason tells Zheng Xiaoming, it is best not to show it.

What's more, there are so many ordinary people in the city, we still have to find a way to save them!

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiaoming began to call the army.It was hard to gather six or seven hundred people, and the others were still in the chaos of head-grabbing. At this time, they absolutely did not want to abandon their military achievements and go to fight desperately with Zheng Xiaoming.

Therefore, Zheng Xiaoming could only take his direct descendants and enter the city from Nancheng.

Not long after entering the city, the mist between the sky and the ground has gradually dissipated. Under the light of the torch, suddenly there are dozens of black shadows, moving towards Zheng Xiaoming from the street, the roof, and the walls on both sides with incredible speed. All the troops rushed.

However, what greeted them was: "Shoot!"

Then there are the arrows shot from the crossbow.

The crossbows of the Han army have various specifications, ranging from one stone, three stones to ten stones.

At this time, the ten-stone crossbow was fired. This kind of ten-stone crossbow can be said to be able to open gold and stone.

The initial velocity of a crossbow is actually not that great, far inferior to that of a bow and arrow.However, the weight of the crossbow bolts is huge, which leads to a strong armor-piercing ability.This is similar to Qing Gong.

At this moment, the crossbow arrows shot by these ten-stone crossbows have pierced through the bodies of several demons two hundred meters away.

These demons are invulnerable to swords and guns. Ordinary swords and guns are difficult to break through the bone armor. Before the crossbow, it is easily shot through and nailed to the ground.

However, more demons rushed over!

What greeted them was more crossbow arrows!

Zheng Xiaoming didn't have many crossbows, only ten.However, the number of three-stone crossbows is extremely large, and most of them are equipped with their direct troops.

Now what Zheng Xiaoming brought into the city is his own army.So in an instant, four hundred crossbows began to shoot arrows.

Although the power of these three-stone crossbows is far inferior to that of ten-stone crossbows, they are not weak when the distance is close.

For a moment, the sound of bouncing crossbow arrows shooting resounded endlessly, and the demon men who rushed over were shot through, killed, and injured.

But there are still more demons rushing over,
(End of this chapter)