Chapter 385 The City Gate Is Bloody!
Tang En suddenly went berserk, causing an uproar in the scene. After more than a dozen people fell freely, the gathered soldiers finally came to their senses. As soon as they turned around, they were thrown out again...
"Oh, who is this?"
"This armor... comes to help the mud-legged guy?"
"Fuck, you're too arrogant! I didn't say anything, beat them up!"
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He was enjoying watching the excitement, but he was actually thrown into the sky. The soldiers suddenly became angry, and some who came close started to beat them. Frey and the others used their spears to form a fence, like hedgehogs, and it was hard to start at the moment. Tang En, on the other hand, went deep alone, surrounded by soldiers from all directions, and was immediately attacked by various attacks. As a result, the confusion becomes even greater...
Fists, legs, elbows, knees... they are all veterans of the battlefield, and they know that weapons should never be used to beat someone to this level. However, even so, the strength, timing, angle, etc. of every shot are subconsciously carried out with the iron-blooded style of the battlefield. Ordinary people would probably have to lie down on the ground for a long time after being hit a few times.
Of course, Tang En was not an ordinary person. His face remained unchanged, his steps kept moving, his hands were phantomed, and they seemed to be dancing in a chaotic manner. However, he could always see the flaws in the intensive attacks. According to the sequence, he would orderly split gears and counterattack...
Bang, bang, bang... click, click, click...
The sound of collision sounded as fast as rain hitting banana trees, occasionally interspersed with the sound of broken bones and cries of pain. But for a moment, the soldiers who were unable to take action could not help but fall back and open their mouths in shock... What a joke! !
Although the relationship between the two parties is not friendly, just like no one is using weapons now, there is no flash of fighting spirit or the like. Both sides rely solely on close physical combat. In this case, no matter how fast the reaction is, it is useless. There are so many people around, even if you react, you can't resist. So here, the physically stronger should have the upper hand, but this is not the case at all...
The man in the middle was still advancing, and some attacks fell on him, some even on important parts such as joints, but the other party seemed unaware and continued to advance and fight back with a calm expression. He even hugged his body with red eyes, but the arms that seemed to be like steel were easily grabbed and broken by the other party... That body that was not very majestic now looked more like a heavy weight in the speed. The cavalry is completely irresistible!
Tang En rushed forward, Frey and the others followed. The entire slender team was like a red-hot iron rod piercing the foam, and the crowd dispersed.
Those who were watching the excitement became the excitement in the end, and the shocking movement here naturally attracted everyone's attention. So when Tang En waved his hand and shook away a row of soldiers, suddenly enlightened, the conflict that was about to break out inside was temporarily stopped.
Sure enough, it was David and others. At this time, they had already grabbed the weapons in their hands and scattered them beside the vehicles. From time to time, they looked at the archers on the city wall, and then at the rows of soldiers at the city gate, with angry and indifferent expressions on their faces.
"Boss." Mi Xiu came over, gloomy as water. Their mission was to take the wounded soldiers to the checkpoint treatment center quickly, but they were forced to stop here. They wasted so long, and their faces were ugly. He walked to Tang En and whispered the matter quickly in a low voice. Sure enough, as I heard before, it was because the defenders wanted to obtain benefits.
Tang En glanced at the soldiers who were guarding the city who were getting more and more nervous because of their arrival, and frowned: "Didn't you say that the seriously injured people behind are the soldiers of Bran's Epee Battalion?"
"Speaking of which, I should have seen a soldier when he checked. He said something in the captain's ear at that time... Then they stopped checking and just made things difficult for us."
"These bastards!" Frey was furious when he heard this. Obviously, these soldiers couldn't get off the stage, so they simply pretended not to see it and were ready to deny it. On the other hand, if the wounded were gray-coated soldiers, the other party would not care even more.
Tang En looked at Frey: "What should we do now?"
To be honest, they didn't care. Most of the injured were soldiers from the Heavy Sword Battalion. Although some of them were injured, they were not fatal. If it were a member of Gray Space or someone from the Spear Breaking camp who was injured, Tang En and Frey would have led their troops in...
Frey could naturally think of this. He pondered for a moment and said with a troubled expression: "If the other party deliberately cheats, this matter will be difficult... Well, the chaos here has been long, and there will definitely be officers coming out of the level later... Well?"
Chih... As Frey was speaking, he heard a harsh sound of metal friction, and then he saw Elt, with a stern expression on his face, staggering past while dragging his heavy sword.
"Ha... the problem is solved." Looking back, Elt is the commander of the Bran Epee Battalion, and it is most appropriate for him to take the initiative. Shaking his head, Frey sighed in a low voice, "I just don't know how many soldiers missed the best time for treatment."
Elt was thinking about Frey's question now, but as he passed the vehicles and looked at the groaning or motionless soldiers among them, he didn't dare to think about it. The only thing that can be confirmed is that he is very angry now, very angry...
Halfway through, he paused and looked up at the archers on the city wall.
Because Tang En and the others looked at Erte silently because they had just made a strong breakthrough. The soldiers who were watching also calmed down. After glancing at Tang En secretly, they focused on the staggering Erte. Some of them reacted quickly. , as if he thought of something, his face became extremely ugly. No way, are these city defenders so bold...
Although Elt was now covered in blood and in an extremely embarrassed state, the soldiers on the city wall certainly knew him if he looked up or down. Looking at each other, they involuntarily put down the long bow with arrows in their hands.
He withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward until he came to the city gate.
The defenders did not dare to look into Erte's eyes. As they looked at each other, a man who looked like a captain walked out bravely: "Haha, isn't this the commander of the battalion of Erte... What? Are you? Do you want to go into the city? Please, please..."
Under Elt's gaze, the voice gradually became weaker. Suddenly, the heavy sword was raised high to block the pouring light. The captain hurriedly took a step back and forced a smile, "Haha, sir, you are right. What is this for..."
"I'm...fuck you, mother!" With a roar, Elt stepped forward directly, a red light lit up around his body, and at the same time, seven or eight blood curtains shot out, and the heavy sword struck down with thunder.
boom! He was just an ordinary soldier. Naturally, he couldn't resist the attack of Erte's heavy sword, who was still brave enough. He was slapped directly to the ground along with the hastily set up spear.
"Huh..." The second sword raised high paused in the air for a moment, missed the opportunity, brushed the body of the captain who was lying on the ground, and was inserted into the ground.
"My lord, my lord, what are you doing..." Although Elt's body was shaky, the pale captain did not dare to fight back. He threw away his spear and just kept backing up with his arms.
"Still not admitting it! Huchi... Still not admitting it!" Panting and roaring, Erte looked ferocious ashen and stepped forward again, swinging his heavy sword to strike down.
boom! "ah……"
There was a scream, and this time the heavy sword aimed at the head struck the captain's thigh, and blood immediately gushed out like a fountain.
"Help! Help..."
"Still not admitting it!" Phew...bang! The heavy sword slashed crookedly, and the soil flew up.
"Ah...Sir, please forgive me! I admit it, I admit it...I was wrong, I was wrong...Help..."
"I admitted it..." The heavy sword held high was suspended in the air. Elt's eyes were a little distracted, and he tried hard to identify the figures on the ground. He shouted... "You deserve to be damned if you admitted it!"
Bang, bang, bang...
There was silence in the field, and the crazy Erte was seen mechanically swinging the heavy sword and hitting it, some smashed, some hit, and there was a bloody body on the ground...
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In the afternoon, several soldiers splashed water with them, and the blood at the city gate was finally diluted and removed. The soldiers who originally gathered here dispersed early and entered the city.
Of course, this won't end so easily. Before the senior officers at the checkpoint came to a conclusion, the soldiers had been chatting about the matter.
The checkpoint is in a corner with the wind facing the sun. Several soldiers sat lazily on the ground, holding low-quality cigarettes in their hands.
"Ahem, bah..." It's of poor quality. A soldier spit out a few cigarettes that he accidentally inhaled in his mouth and grinned, "I think this old man didn't think about it anymore. What a fucking broken cigarette. He's smoking really bad cigarettes." Damn it."
Lao Ba, the owner of a grocery store in the level. Another soldier next to him took a breath, exhaled the smoke and said with a smile: "Okay, I don't care how much money you just gave me, it's good for Old Bakken to smoke it for you."
"Haha, that's right, we third-class privates... Well, I once saw an officer with a noble title. He was very particular about smoking, and he also had a white jade cigarette holder. The fine shredded tobacco, tsk tsk...smell I feel transparent when I put it on.”
"Smell the smoke? Ha, you are so cheap!"
"Smoking, it's not just about inhaling smoke, no matter how cheap it is, it's still better than this crappy smoke."
"Haha, that's true..."
After chatting for a while, the topic naturally turned to what happened at the city gate just now.
"Have you heard about what happened at the city gate?" A soldier reluctantly threw away the burned cigarette in his hand, stamped out the sparks, and turned around to ask.
"Of course I heard about it. It's such a big deal... It's a pity that I came back late and didn't see it." A young soldier shook his head regretfully, then seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at the slight frost on his temples. The veteran who had been smoking silently said, "Old Heyman, I remember you came back early, didn't you? How about it, did you see it? Old Heyman..."
"Huh?" He came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. After the young soldier asked helplessly again, the old Heyman nodded slowly, "I was indeed present at the time."
"Oh?" Several soldiers suddenly perked up after hearing this, and came over one after another, "Tell me, tell me, what was the situation at that time?"
Old Heyman chuckled and shook his head: "Haha, haven't you heard about it too? That's pretty much what happened..."
…………(To be continued.)