Chapter 472: Fighting Alone Against Thousands of Enemies

"He... he actually rushed in alone!"

The army of the Sand Bandits stretched out, and only a small part of them engaged in the battle. Only some people could see the situation clearly. The army usually relied on the flags and horns of the chief officers to pass messages.

However.

Lu Meng was the first to kill their vanguard officer.

Half of the crossbowmen and infantrymen in the front of the entire formation were broken through and killed, and half were killed and scattered. The message could not be passed on. The people around could only hear wailing everywhere and saw broken limbs flying.

In the eyes of other square formations.

It was the traveler with the wild bull who rushed into their formation, causing chaos.

"Kill!"

At this point, there was no need to give orders.

The entire Sand Bandit army was in motion, and the infantry on both wings surrounded them, filling the gap in the front army and surrounding Lu Meng.

They were also extremely surprised.

This time, under the command of the King of Sand, the border coalition gathered and marched towards the swamp. If they won the first battle and took over the Rotten Town, there would be a larger force in the rear, led by the King of Sand himself, to launch a massive attack.

Everyone knew that the war was coming.

But what they didn't expect was that.

In the first battle they fought, the opponent was only one person - and it was this one person who mobilized their entire army.

Little did they know that the sand bandits who really faced Lu Meng.

It was a completely different feeling.

Or, they didn't have time to feel it at all.

The brave sand bandits rushed forward with strange cries, and surrounded Lu Meng and the iron bull under his seat from all directions. At the same time, at least a dozen weapons chopped at them.

But the next moment.

As a black light flashed across, the sand bandits' half-bodies were raised in the sky.

And their lower bodies, which were left in place, were still twitching.

Lu Meng was not sitting on the back of Tie Niu at this moment, but half-crouching on it, like a cheetah ready to jump out at any time. With the size of Tie Niu, he could fully support his dodging and evasive movements, just like he was on flat ground.

The handle of the long cleaver in his hand was nearly two feet long.

This allowed him to swing the giant blade into a circle without dead angles by sliding and alternating, just like holding a long weapon!

Every slash.

It could instantly sweep away the surrounding bandits.

The approaching bandits soon noticed this - it was such a heavy weapon, but in the hands of this warrior wearing a bamboo hat, it was wielded as swiftly as a light knife, and there was no flaw or dead angle around it.

On the contrary, they were.

Touched and injured, hit and killed!

No one could stand and live until Lu Meng's next move.

Before, when he broke through the rain of arrows, the bandits might have only felt surprised, but now that they really fought, they understood what kind of monster they were facing.

If ordinary people can still fight on the battlefield with blood and put aside all fear, not many people can still willingly accept death when they know they will die.

Fear finally swept them.

However, it was too late.

The first wave of sand bandits who rushed towards Lu Meng had just begun to retreat after seeing their companions' death, but the other infantrymen behind them who didn't know why had already squeezed forward and pushed them alive to the dark blade and directly hit death.

Then, it was the next cycle.

When someone finally realized that this place was like an endless bottomless pit.

It was too late.

There was already a thin layer of blood flowing under their feet.

The corpses were piled up like a mountain!

And Lu Meng was like he had encountered no obstacles, and he rushed towards the center of the army, the commander's central army.

He understood in his heart.

In the past, the three people who were closest to a one-man army were:

The red swordsman relied on his modified body to take damage and was almost immortal, but his regeneration ability would eventually run out and he could not turn the tide of the battle.

Da Glin relied on her martial arts to break through the formation of the black transformers head-on, but she was still a mortal after all. Once she stopped and ran out of energy, she could be stabbed to death in the back if she was not careful.

Lu Meng himself was wearing heavy armor and had strong sword skills. He could kill his way through the soldiers of the United City, but once he was surrounded, he could still die in battle.

But at this moment -

He was wearing light clothes and chopped with a long sword.

But neither arrows nor weapons could touch him at all.

Not to mention bleeding and getting injured.

Although the Iron Bull was swift, it only served as a means of transportation, allowing Lu Meng to save his feet - unlike the battle on the long street in Scone Town, it was not wearing modified heavy armor, just to exert its full speed.

Several long spears stabbed.

Lu Meng dragged the heavy long sword and jumped into the air at an incredible angle.

His feet stepped directly on the spear head, pressing tightly on the back of the Iron Bull, making it impossible for them to pull away.

Several sand bandits panicked and wanted to let go.

But Lu Meng's return knife cut off their heads, and the blood flowed like a fountain, surging around in an orderly manner, forming a red ladder, and also like flowers blooming wildly.

Pah pah pah!

And the gun heads were cut off by Lu Meng's single foot and kicked away.

It hit several soldiers in the back again.

——Some people could not bear the fear, even if they had to face the blades of their companions behind them, they turned around and fled.

Lu Meng waved the long knife, and between breaths, it was as if a furnace was burning in his chest.

He didn't even need to turn on the "liquid drinking" module to replenish energy.

The little bit of energy consumed was replenished in the next moment. There was no fatigue or muscle soreness at all. Chopping and killing were as natural and simple as breathing and heartbeat, effortless.

When there were no opponents of the same level among the enemies.

No matter how many people came, they would just die.

Fighting alone against thousands of troops.

He had already transformed into a ruthless war machine, completely surpassing the past.

—— Even so, it was far from reaching the limit!

"Let me see if the legend is true." Lu Meng secretly clenched his fist.

[War Level]

Although the system panel told him clearly, he still needed a real battle to verify it, so that he could know his specific strength position.

Just like there are differences between war levels.

In the future, only they may threaten Lu Meng in terms of personal strength.

Not to mention some existences that have broken through the world's limits...

"Moo————"

He urged the iron bull, and the giant beast let out a war cry like a horn.

It was frantic and somewhat dissatisfied.

Although it had been aroused to be bloodthirsty, few people died under its horns and hooves. All the enemies that approached were swept away by the master's long sword, and no one was left.

The fallen corpses and the strong smell of blood made the Iron Bull even more agitated.

It was as if it was about to be satisfied, but it was delayed in being released.

This anger drove the beast to continue to accelerate!

With it came a storm of dancing blades.

"Mee... mee?" In the bag, Cornelius' voice changed from the initial panic to some curiosity and doubt.

It was clear that the bandits who rushed up from all sides were murderous.

But before the next moment, they all fell to the ground, and he was unharmed.

The first time was a coincidence, the second time was luck, and the third time...

The little black sheep's eyes lit up.

Am I...

Invincible?

A sea of ​​corpses and blood spread behind Lu Meng, and in front of him were waves of broken limbs.

The bandits started to flee in terror.

The entire front army was killed and forced to retreat desperately by him alone.