Merry Evil Zun Xiuxian Ji

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I saw the five hundred soldiers taking out strange-looking objects from the backpacks on their backs. They didn't look like weapons, and they didn't even know what they were for.

The Patriarch Baipao and the male He Sword God both frowned slightly. They knew that no matter how bad Chang Xiao was, they would not ask the soldiers to kneel down and beg for mercy. The reason why the soldiers defeated the opponent's tens of thousands of soldiers.

But what kind of thing can defeat tens of thousands of cavalry with the strength of five hundred soldiers.

I saw the five hundred soldiers methodically taking out long strips from their rucksacks one by one, aligning the long strips with the iron before buckling them, and with a click, the two were embedded in the Together, it turned into something even weirder in shape.

Then the five hundred soldiers raised the iron weapon horizontally, and pointed a long thin pipe at the front of the male cavalry who had galloped a hundred meters away.

Just when Patriarch Baipao and Nanhe Sword God were puzzled, those iron objects suddenly made a deafening rattling sound, and a foot-long flame shot out from the long mouth in front of the iron objects.

Immediately, black spots appeared on the soldiers rushing to the front inexplicably. If you look closely, they are not black spots, but blood holes one by one. The ones that grow out of the body are very mysterious, and then one by one, the male cavalry who are rushing across the road fall down a lot as if they were cutting leeks.

Moreover, the firearms in the hands of the five hundred soldiers brought out by Chang Xiao are still spitting out continuously, so those iron cavalry like a torrent of steel are still falling down, and when the front ones fall, there will be those behind them immediately. He rushed up and trampled the soldiers and colleagues who had fallen on the ground into a pulp.

Of course, those who rushed up from behind will inevitably become the dead souls of the soldiers behind them!

The flames kept coming and going, and the soldiers who were extremely brave and criss-crossing the battlefield kept falling down. Tens of thousands of soldiers were shot and killed by five hundred soldiers in less than a stick of incense.

The battlefield is filled with gunpowder smoke full of pungent smell. The entire battlefield is silent at this time, all the existences are shocked and inexplicable, and they are completely in a daze. , even if the opponent stands still and slashes with you, it is absolutely impossible to do it within a few hours, but now it is only a stick of incense, and they are all killed, and they have not even touched the opponent , Nanhe's neck-throwing long knife was broken abruptly in the air without even a drop of the enemy's blood on it. There is no more useless way to die than this in the world!

Chang Xiao stretched out his hand and wiped his nose. The smell of gunpowder was Chang Xiao's favorite smell. Every time he took a few sips, he felt refreshed and cheerful.

Chang Xiao stared at the shocked male hero soldier, and said lightly: "Kill, kill them all!"

Following Chang Xiao's words, the five hundred soldiers immediately stood up, and then began to move forward, passing by the dead corpses covered in dense blood holes, and trampled them all under their feet. Those who are dead and still howling endlessly are often shot several times on the forehead, and the red and white things flow instantly. This soldier of Xiu'e died without pain at all.

When they crossed the pile of corpses, it was also the time when all the five hundred soldiers found their own horses. Ten thousand horses are quite a number. Although they killed them happily, they still missed something.

When these five hundred soldiers got on their horses, their aura became different again. The aura on each of them who were taciturn before, but now, each of these soldiers seemed to have merged with those horses one by one, so taciturn that even the horses It seems to have become weird and unpredictable.

After five hundred soldiers, Chang Xiao appeared. Chang Xiao was already riding on a tall horse. It gives people a feeling that this horse is several heads higher than other horses.

The soldiers in front of Chang Xiao had already clenched their firearms tightly, and then they clamped the horse's belly suddenly, and these soldiers rushed out, and the horses they sat on ran wildly one by one, and a kind of thousands of fires appeared unexpectedly. With the momentum of thousands of horses, the thunderous sound of horseshoes hitting the ground was heard throughout the battlefield.

Until he realized that the five hundred soldiers were rushing towards him, the generals guarding the left wing of the army gave orders to go down. A total of [-] soldiers were distributed on the left wing, and a mere five hundred soldiers came down from the sky. If it is, it can be seen that a small point is constantly approaching a huge monster. With such a disparity, it seems that the five hundred soldiers are looking for death.

Naturally, they will not seek death. On horseback, they hold the reins with one hand skillfully, and raise the firearms with the other hand. These firearms have buckles to fix them on the back of their hands. It hinders changing magazines, especially suitable for horseback applications.

At this time, a rain of arrows poured down from the sky, pouring down on the five hundred soldiers.

However, the armor on these five hundred soldiers was unusual, and even ordinary attacks couldn't hurt them. At this time, the rain of arrows hit their armor, making an incomparably dense clanging and iron-like sound.Those feathered arrows collided with the armor, bursting out gorgeous sparks. At the same time, the sharp tips of these feathered arrows all became blunt, and the original sharpness was no longer there.

Although the rain of arrows couldn't hurt these soldiers, the speed of the five hundred soldiers' progress became slower and slower due to the dense blows. The five hundred soldiers raised their spears, The male He soldiers who bore the brunt immediately went into chaos. They all spit bullets from the firearms in the hands of the five hundred soldiers who had just arrived. Harvesting human lives was as simple as mowing grass.

All of a sudden, those beings who were held up to face with firearms climbed down together, and even hid behind the steps. The scene was chaotic, and a big hole appeared immediately in front of Chang Xiao.

Five hundred soldiers patted their horses forward, as if a sharp knife had cut through butter, and the two gangs of soldiers quickly spread out to make way for the best path, not daring to obstruct it at all!

Suddenly, the firearms and spears in the hands of the five hundred soldiers spewed flames again. These flames were the five hundred soldiers' response to the previous pouring arrows!