Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 473 Is this still a human being?
"Retreat quickly, Boss Matt!" A follower desperately grabbed the bandit commander's camel, trying to lead it to hide behind the army, "That man is coming to kill!"

"Bastard!" Matt slapped his attendant on the face with a whip and yelled angrily: "It's just one person, we have a whole army! Do I have to hide too?"

"Where's Ross, tell that bitch Ross to come see me quickly!"

A bloody whip mark appeared on his face, but he still didn't let go:

"Rose...Rose is dead!"

"Our entire front army has collapsed!"

Ross was the name of the bandit pioneer.

"If this continues, our Chinese army will be exposed to..."

Matt was stunned.

He actually heard a hint of pleading from his own mouth.

In this battle, Lu Meng was not like an assassin, beheading generals and seizing flags, capturing thieves and kings, but like leading thousands of troops and launching a frontal charge against the sand bandits' formation.

Or should I turn around and run away as my followers said, and run back to the safety and privacy of the Sand King Tower.

However, the sand bandit commander's heart was also full of confusion.

Even if all the Chinese army and reserve forces are pressed forward.

But, how to report to Sand King?
I failed...

At this time, only his central army and these direct troops of the King of Sand still had some morale. Even those allies who were postponed saw that the situation was not going well and began to abandon their supplies and flee.

However, what you see in your sight cannot be faked.

The sand bandits were originally recruited from various villages. Driven by the prospect of victory and the desire to plunder, they were able to listen to orders in unison.

Although, there was no one behind him.

But now, a monster is on a killing spree.

If he could really do it, would he still be considered a human being?
"Army...one person..." Matt murmured, and several words appeared in his mind like lightning, making him tremble all over.

One person can be like an army of thousands!

It directly broke their will.

"I have to get out of here!"

Can you stop this terrible murderer?

Even so, he still defeated the entire bandit army.

"How... is this possible?" He slowly put down the whip in his hand.

In front of us, the originally orderly and well-organized military formation has now turned into a mess, with chaotic, wailing, and crying figures everywhere:

His entire army was defeated by one person?

Arabian Nights!

"Surround us, surround us!" Matt ordered hurriedly.

"One man becomes an army...war level!"

The traveler who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and came to our door was actually a war-grade one!
He didn't come to die.

It's not that he's crazy.

But he can really fight against their entire army on his own - and win!
The screams kept approaching.

The voices of his followers became increasingly hoarse.

In Matt's ears, it sounded hazy, as if it was far away.

At this moment, all he was thinking about was:

Who is this person!

In the entire Western Continent, there are only a few war-level people, and almost all of them are surrounded by the opposing Holy Empire and the Shark Kingdom.

The closest ones are Xize, the five-person crowd in Scone Town, and Seta, the senior inquisitor in Stark Town.

The five people in the Shaq Kingdom? But the other party is obviously a human being.

High Inquisitor Seta? His name is as loud as thunder, and his every move is monitored and watched, and it is clear that the King of Sand and the Holy Kingdom... why would a high-ranking judge become their enemy at this time?

Well, the answer is obvious.

"New war level..."

A new war class appeared in the Western Continent!

The balance of power will be broken; and this army of sand bandits will be the victims to witness his birth!
"Ahhhh!"

Matt suddenly yelled, shook off his entourage's efforts to pull him away, and drove the camel under him to rush forward.

Oncoming.

It was Lu Meng who had killed the entire front army and his long clothes were flying.

Matt swung the battle ax in his hand with all his strength, and the knots in his muscles seemed to burst, and the skin of his bare chest was even embedded in the goggles.

And his roar was filled with hoarse determination.

The vision of conquering Rotten Town and winning the first victory came to nothing, and if he just went back like this, with humiliation and regret, the King of Sand would not spare him. The ups and downs of life, from heaven to the bottom.

It's just because of one person's presence.

The sound of the ax roared, and the bandit commander yelled:
"The Red King!"

Yes, after witnessing this scene, how could he not know who the person in front of him was.

Apart from the swamp where the new king was just born, where else could a war-level strong man suddenly appear and become an enemy of the sand bandits for no reason?

But, they didn't expect it.

The king of the swamp, who is rumored to be known as "Red", actually has such strength.

After all, who can’t be a king these days?

The King of Sand is also a king.

However, if they were to know the truth, the sand bandits would never dare to appear at the border of the swamp so rashly!
It's a pity it's too late.

Sa!
There was a clear sound of breaking wind, and before Matt's battle ax could strike, Lu Meng raised his long knife.

Cut him in two without any hindrance.

The difference in strength was so great that it no longer mattered whether the opponent was an infantryman or a commander.

The damage is maxed out, and the pureness overflows.

At the same time, Jiatuo, who was sitting under the bandit commander, also let out a cry.

The horns, like spears, penetrated into the chest of the beast of burden.

The iron bull then bit off its neck like crazy, his eyes full of joy.

"Commander... is dead!"

There was a brief moment of calm before cries of panic broke out.

Lu Meng frowned.

He chopped off the head of this personal attendant with his backhand.

However, the sound was still like a tide, spreading uncontrollably to all directions.

"Boss Matt is dead?"

"Our army is defeated!"

"You can't survive...run for your life!"

Even the direct line of the Sand King and the elite of the Chinese army, who had barely maintained their formation in the end, began to retreat like a collapsed embankment. In an instant, their helmets and armor were abandoned, and the mountains and plains were full of crying sand bandits.

"How can it be……"

At the edge of the battlefield, the herdsmen who took the opportunity to escape were also stunned at this moment.

——The sand bandits didn't even have time to escape, let alone the captive civilians.

Ethan held Little Dib's hand, trembling slightly.

The worry in his pupils also turned into shock.

The old herdsman heard about the other party from his grandson: He originally thought that this traveler named Lu Beiyou was a justice-minded and righteous ranger. It was a rare miracle that he could stand up to the sand bandits' formation and create an opportunity for them to escape.

did not expect……

These coercive forces ravaged the entire western part of Shandi and made the Beifeng clan bow to their knees. The sand bandit army was actually defeated by Lu Beiyou alone - a true rout!

Is that human being?
"Old Ethan, this is the one you saw...what is he?" The leader of the Far Travelers helped the two tribesmen. Seeing this scene, he was also deeply shocked.

Ethan didn't speak.

But many other tribesmen gave answers.

These herdsmen of the Shandi tribe, regardless of the fact that they were still on the battlefield, knelt down and worshiped on the spot, as if they were worshiping the gods during the annual sacrifice of slaughtering cattle and sheep.

Even if the other party is not a god.

That is also the messenger who holds the power of the gods.

Little Dibu held his grandfather's hand and looked at the figure in the distance holding a black knife upside down and with flying clothes. The shadow of the bamboo hat obscured his face, but looking around, no one dared to look at him.

The little herdsman's eyes flashed with light.

Of all the people present, only Lu Meng was not satisfied.

The sand bandits retreated too quickly. This level can only be achieved by just entering the war level.

But he felt that he had not tried his best.

In this world, as long as the army is composed of living people, it will be limited by morale and it will be difficult to fight to the end. In addition, the sand bandits are not regular troops after all, so they cannot explore Lu Meng's current limit.

Unless it is the main battle legions of the three major countries, or the fog people, fish-shaped people, southern hive... these monsters who don't know the reason for death.

But that will happen in the future. Lu Meng raised his head again.

But...how can I let you escape now?

(End of this chapter)