Daqin: My followers are all sand sculpture players

At this moment.

As the deputy general of the Qin Army along the way, Lao Yintou took the lead.

Come forward and call for battle.

Since it is necessary to do it, it is inevitable that the one-on-one link will be unavoidable.

"I am the Great Qin's fierce general, Old Yintou, who will fight with me!"

Boom boom boom!

Accompanied by a loud drumbeat.

From the medium tribe of Baiyue, a group of people slowly walked out.

The leader is obviously old, with gray hair and old age.

His face was painted with an unknown color.

The most eye-catching thing is the hunched old man at the head, carrying a huge jar behind his back.

It looks very weird.

And the strength shown is quite good.

Judging from the exuded aura, at least he should be a master of the Grandmaster Realm.

And there were about a thousand Baiyue natives following him.

Surprisingly, the hundreds of people in front were all wearing fairly neat armor.

However, the strength is somewhat uneven.

Both acquired and innate.

As for those who followed, they stretched a lot.

It is still rattan armor made of broken planks.

There are also all kinds of old, weak, sick and disabled personnel.

A look is to make up the number.

And a group of players took a closer look and immediately discovered it.

The armor worn by these natives in front.

Isn't this the armor they cast overnight?

In order to prevent mistakes, a group of players deliberately took a few more glances.

It was concluded that there was nothing wrong.

Whether it is style or material, this is the practice of their creation.

Originally, I wondered why Brother Fa Yi bought these rubbish.

I understand now.

How the fuck is love sold here by Brother Fa Yi?

The middlemen make the difference, right?

Even more.

Sell ​​garbage as ammunition.

However, it is precisely because it is made by itself.

So players are also very aware of the quality of this thing.

It cannot be said to be very pessimistic.

It can only be said to be a garbage product.

But if you want to say that it is completely useless, it is actually somewhat useful.

In terms of defense, it is better than running naked or hanging a few broken wooden boards.

But strong is also very limited.

It is a product that can prevent, but only a little bit.

Just then, I don't know why.

The Baiyue natives started beating drums again.

And made a strange cry.

It seemed to be performing some kind of ceremony for the old man in charge.

That old guy is also like a great dancer, doing a strange posture.

Players from Huaguoshan Guild took a look.

What's the situation?

No matter how much.

In short, you can't lose in momentum!

Loser is not lost!

Like to call it?

The brothers also called.

It's as if no one knows how to bark.

Immediately, ghosts and wolves were howling behind.

There was a sudden chaos on the scene!

From the very beginning, the players made meaningless screams.

"Ooooooooo!"

Until I didn't know who yelled "Ula!"

Then all the players began to shout this sentence in unison.

"Ulla! Ulla!"

The atmosphere suddenly became "Su"!

Jing Su is ecstatic!

At this moment, Lao Yin headed towards this atmosphere and directly patted his horse and raised his gun to fight!

His mount is a solid thousand-speed horse.

Incredibly fast.

With the blessing of horsepower, we will move forward indomitably.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

Old Yintou also made up his mind.

Let's take down the old man who seems to know his identity first.

While rushing, imitating the ancients to rush.

"Hey! Old thief Wu, do you know the eight-treasure Liangyin gun in my hand?!"

Seeing Lao Yin coming towards him.

The Baiyue old man was not in a hurry.

As the saying goes, the older you get, the more demonic you are, this is still reasonable.

But he saw that the other party slowly put the jar on his back on the ground.

After lifting the altar cover.

A puff of black smoke rose from it.

You can tell at a glance that this thing is not a serious method.

Soon, some poisonous scorpions, poisonous snakes and other poisonous things crawled out of it.

Hidden around the old man.

These poisons are extremely poisonous.

Even if it is a master master, being bitten is no joke.

But Lao Yintou is not afraid.

To put it bluntly, at worst, he would be poisoned to death.

Old Yintou can be resurrected, of course he is not afraid.

But his favorite horse is not so good.

Once bitten to death, there is nowhere to cry.

Originally, I wanted to fight one-on-one with you and fight hard.

In the end, you are playing dirty, right?

Old Yintou is also quick-witted.

Watch the opponent play this hand.

There was a decision in my heart immediately.

Knowing that going up to close combat will definitely not get you any good.

Immediately rein in the horse and turn back.

He took out the blunderbuss and played the kite.

boom!

The crisp sound of bird guns sounded.

In the case of a full set of bird gun mechanisms purchased at a high price.

With a precise shot, Lao Yin hit the old man directly.

The high speed brought by Luo Jinwu, and the powerful blessing of slow shooting.

When did the old man of Baiyue see this?

He was knocked to the ground by a single shot.

Blood gushed out of his chest.

Victory and defeat!

What year is it, and you still keep raising poisonous insects?

Just ask this shot, will you die?

The players are a little confused.

It was agreed to show the eight-treasure Liangyin gun, but this is the result?

But then again.

No one said that the eight-treasure Liangyin spear was a long spear.

If it's a musket, there shouldn't be much problem, right?

The old guy who saw the leader of the opponent was shot.

The old head Yin gave the order directly.

"Let's go together!"

Five thousand forward Qin Jun and hundreds of players immediately began to attack.

The whole process is called a ruin.

Almost effortlessly, he won the first battle in Baiyue.

……two.