my steam dam

Chapter 183

The majesty of the heavy armored soldiers of the Ming Dynasty is not for bragging.

All of them were killed with one knife at a time!
Wearing full armor and constantly emitting steam from behind, the average height of the heavy armored soldier of Ming Dynasty is between 2.2 meters and 2.4 meters.

This is a frightening height that has been achieved only after practicing some martial arts that specialize in body training.

However, compared to the northern barbarian god warriors who were at least 2.5 meters tall after being blessed by the divine descent technique, they were still a bit shorter.

When the horse's legs were cut off, these god warriors rolled over and fell to the ground. After getting up again, in fact, the difference in size between the two sides was quite different from the outside.

Although one side is more than two meters high, the whole body is covered by thick armor, only a few grids on the mask are used to ventilate and provide vision, and they don't look like "humans" at all.

On the other hand, the exaggeratedly swollen muscles, the constantly bulging blue veins, and the height and body of more than [-] meters, actually don't look like "normal people".

This is more like a fight between a group of metal tin cans and giant humanoid beasts!
"For the Horde!!"

"It's an honor to die!!"

The leader of the northern barbarians roared sadly, raised the saber in his hand, and rushed to the heavy armored soldiers of the Ming army who had entered the formation without fear of life or death.

When he saw the five hundred heavy armored soldiers, he already knew it.

This looting is probably more ominous than good.

There is no need to think about why the support is so fast, why there are heavy armored soldiers on the scene.

The process doesn't matter.

The important thing is that in the face of the current situation, it is impossible for their fine cavalry, which has no more than a thousand people, to survive.

Even if there were two priests by their side, it would be a dead end.

Daming is not without means to deal with priests!

Under the city of the Great Ning Dusi, surrounded by heavy armored soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, it is already a dead end.

It is impossible for them to return to the tribe with food.

After tonight, it will be as short as half a month and as long as three months.

Even if the Nayan tribe was not annexed by other tribes and completely turned into slaves, they would starve to death on the vast prairie.

Perhaps, after being defeated by the Dona tribe a month ago, the fate of the Nayan tribe is already doomed.

He raised his head and let out a long roar, desperate in his heart.

However, as long as the enemy is still there, he must die on the horse, not surrender!
"kill!!!"

Under his leadership, the other warriors who had come to realize the future of the tribe no longer had any thoughts of fear or fear. They abandoned all their burdens and rushed towards the Ming army with roars !

They knew that this might be the last charge in this life, and it was a mortal move!

But no one cares anymore.

The failure of this raid represented the demise of the tribe.

The tribe is about to perish, even if they survive, what's the point?

It may be a blessing to give it a good time now.

In the blink of an eye, the two armies fell into a fierce battle.

The northern barbarian warriors who are determined to die are not easy to deal with.

For a time, the heavy armor soldiers of the Ming Dynasty felt that they were about to fall into a disadvantage.

It's just that, as a heavily armored soldier who can fight three against one, these northern barbarians cannot be defeated with the determination to die.

After a little panic, the heavy armored soldiers regained their composure, and in groups of two, they helped each other to strangle the enemy!

The huge axes in their hands are all weapons enchanted by gas trainers, and coupled with their huge strength that is not inferior to the god warriors, when the ax goes down, blood will flow, and the body will be separated!

However, when the northern warriors waved their weapons and slashed at the heavy armor, they could only get some metal clanging sounds.

The war is completely one-sided massacre!

Seeing this scene, the two priests who were protected at the rear also completely extinguished the idea of ​​victory, looked at each other, and nodded firmly.

Even death can't make these smart people feel better!
Hold the staff and raise your hands high.

Facing the Longevity Heaven full of them, the two priests sacrificed their entire lifespans, using the most vicious plague curse in their lives, which can only be used once!

This is a forbidden curse that can only be used when the race is exterminated!
Once this curse comes out, it will pollute the source of water, take lives, and pollute the land. It is a vicious curse that completely destroys everything at the cost of life!

After the two priests finished chanting the incantation, they died on the spot.

And two puffs of black smoke with fierce red light emerged from above their heads, and quickly began to spread.

Seeing this scene, Ming Jun Qianhu, who had been watching the two priests, spit out angrily and cursed secretly:
"Fuck you!"

"I want to pollute the land of my Ming Dynasty and destroy the land on which the people of my Ming Dynasty depend for their survival. Have you asked my Ming Dynasty for my opinion?"

"The stupid northern barbarians only know how to do this every day!"

With some distress, he took out a talisman from his pocket.

In the dark night, this talisman emits a warm white light.

"It's his grandma's. We only have this Plague Repelling and Protecting Border Talisman in Xinchengwei. Fortunately, I brought it with me."

He threw the talisman out of the car window with all his strength, and said in his mouth: "The sky is clear and the earth is peaceful, the heaven and the earth are intertwined, the Nine Heavens Profound Girl, grant me true enlightenment, I am calling on all the gods of the three realms. clear!"

As he recited the mantra, a dazzling light emitted from this talisman, heading straight for the two poisonous spells.

Without the slightest difficulty, the two poisonous spells were suppressed by the talisman.

Seeing this, Qianhu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, these two priests are not heaven-sent priests, otherwise I'm afraid they will suffer."

"However, it's really fucking bad luck, a group of looting rangers can actually have priests accompanying the army, and even brought two of them!"

"If I hadn't brought the talisman at the bottom of the box according to the wartime regulations, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe this time!"

Although the talismans made by the Qi practitioners of the Ming Dynasty are unique.

But it's not really invincible enough to suppress the priests of the northern barbarians.

The talisman he brought this time was made by a qi trainer in the Nine Palaces Realm, and it could suppress the life-sacrificing curse of the first-class and second-class priests of the Northern Man.

But if it is a third-class or heaven-sent priest, then it is not a piece of talisman that can handle it. It must be handled by a Qi trainer in the Nine Palaces Realm.

Fortunately, there are not many third-class and heaven-sent priests in Beiman, and there are less than 30 in total, which is about the same as the number of Qi practitioners in the Nine Palaces of Ming Dynasty.

Usually it is impossible to appear in this kind of local conflict.

But the appearance of two priests this time is scary enough.

There were only less than ten talismans in Xinchengwei, among which it was made by the Nine Palaces Realm, and it was specially used to deal with this kind of curse of sacrificing one's life to transform the plague, and there was only one of them!
Fortunately, according to the military law of the Ming Dynasty, in order to prevent the northern barbarians from causing damage, as long as there is an invasion of the northern barbarians, the support troops must bring the plague protection talisman to support them.

After all, the northern barbarians are so aggressive.

As long as you can't fight it, you can poison and create a suicide plague, pollute the water source, and ruin your household.

When they fight among themselves on the grassland, they love to do this. It can be regarded as having gained experience and summed up the tricks.

Even if it belongs to me, don't think about it even if I die.

For Daming, of course it's also this urgency!
PS. The grades are amazing, and the update will start next month, so everyone will just watch it, maybe someday it will be tj.

It's my fault, I didn't write it well, my writing skills are not enough, and I can't manage such a huge world view and subject matter for the time being.

(End of this chapter)