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Chapter 495 The scene of the final must be big

A loud noise like thunder!

Along with this thunder, Yuezhou City felt like an earthquake. Both inside and outside the city felt the shaking of the earth. Even the Yueyang Tower shook.

In the violent explosion, a billowing smoke dragon rose from the city into the air. The entire camp of King Daxi was razed to the ground, and even the guards outside the camp were blown to pieces.

Where have all these people gone?

When the soldiers and generals came to their senses and ran to the "Prince's Mansion" in panic, they saw that everything in front of them had turned into ruins, and the surroundings were full of broken limbs and rotten flesh.

Where are people?

Where is the king?

No one knows where the king has gone!

But being in this piece of rotten meat, they had already guessed the fate of the king. The king was gone!

Completely disappeared from this world.



Accompanied by a loud noise, another burst of tremors not only overturned the goods on the dock, but even people fell to the ground in the tremors.

As soon as Zuo Mingsi stood up from the ground, he pulled out a short knife and stabbed the enemy next to him in the chest, and then he roared.

"Do it."

In fact, there was no need for him to issue any more orders at this time. The brothers who came with him had already begun to take out their swords and guns and attack the enemies around them.

As the commando captain, Li Mingsi received the order to occupy the dock immediately after the explosion. In order to complete this task, he and his brothers pretended to be Zuo Liangyu's domestic slaves in order to sneak into Yueyang City and seize "

Finally, send it to Zhang Xianzhong.

"Bah!"

After shooting down a bandit with a flick of his hand, Zuo Mingsi, no, it should be Li Mingsi, shouted loudly.

"Brothers, occupy the dock!"

While he was talking, he held two revolvers in both hands and shot at the rogue bandits who had not yet come to their senses.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of gunfire, the bandits who had not yet recovered were knocked to the ground by bullets before they even had time to scream.

"kill!"

Carrying a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, Zhao Liwu swung the knife to chop off the bandit. When he raised the knife, the man's head was chopped off.

"Rush, rush..."

The other soldiers were also desperately slashing at the bandits with their swords. At such close range, revolvers were not necessarily more useful than broadswords.

Although Li Mingsi and the brothers around him did not receive strict sword training like the sword team during the Anti-Japanese War, as one of the elites, they were extremely good at sword and gun combat. They were not only good at using swords, but also better at cooperating.

Different from the rogue bandits who fight independently, although they are slashing and killing enemies, they still try their best to keep in step with their teammates so that they can cooperate with each other. Some people use revolvers to shoot enemies at long distances, and some use cold blades to slash them.

Slash surrounding enemies.

"Kill them, kill them!"

Although there were four to five hundred bandits on the dock, they showed no signs of being killed. At most, they only shouted a few times occasionally. Even if someone had the courage to jump up and stab them with bamboo poles and spears.

.But what awaited them was the bullets of the revolver.

"kill!"

Under the cover of his teammates, Zhao Liwu swung his sword towards the enemy. A figure flashed in front of him. His arm slashed hard. In the next moment, a wave of blood flew up in front of his eyes.

He was dragged by the blade and lifted into the air. In an instant, blood was scattered in the air like petals by the wind.

"Kill him, kill him quickly..."

The bandits were shouting like crazy and swarmed forward without any formation or coordination.

Zhao Liwu, who was carrying a broadsword, chopped down the bandit in front of him with one blow, then changed his hand and chopped down another one. But in the blink of an eye, three or four bandits fell under his sword. The comrades around him were also chopped down.

More than a dozen people.

"Be careful, there are arrows..."

At this moment, dozens of arrows were shot from all around. Although there were not many arrows from the rogue bandits, there were still some. However, those arrows shot at Zhao Liwu and others, but they seemed to have no reaction and just pierced them.

The light plate armor underneath the cotton-padded jacket he wore blocked the arrows.

"Boom!" The gangsters on the pier were so forcibly washed out of a bloody path. For a while, the stone steps of the pier were full of corpses and gangsters struggling in a pool of blood. Blood flowed down the stone steps like rain.

flow down.

The soldier standing on the boat picked up his rifle and shot down a leader who was commanding the reinforcements at the dock. Then he picked up another Liao 13 type and accurately shot with the rifled gun, shooting down another one.

The hundreds of bandits over there were immediately frightened and did not dare to come to the dock again.

In fact, the reason why they rushed to seize the pier with dozens of people was not only because of their belief in their own strength, but more importantly, the bandits themselves did not expect that someone would be so bold as to attack the pier. After all, there were dozens of people inside and outside the city.

Wan Dajun!

And now, not only did some people dare to think of attacking the dock, but even the hundreds of gangsters at the dock were caught off guard by the loud noise in the city and the shaking of the earth. They were also frightened.

Before he could recover, the knife struck him on the head first.

"Quickly, stop them, stop them! Don't let them rob the pier, don't let them rob the pier!"

A leader was shouting incoherently. As he shouted, he looked towards Yuezhou City in panic. Seeing the thick army emerging from behind the city wall, his face lost all color.

At the same time, many bamboo arrows, bamboo spears, and even bricks flew out of the hands of the bandits. They were so eager to be killed that they could not care about so many. But they had never thought that these guys who looked like they were only wearing cotton-padded jackets

, the sailor's cotton-padded coat was actually lined with a layer of breastplate, and it was useless to shoot an arrow into it.

Most of the arrows hung feebly on the cotton-padded clothes. The flying bamboo spears were directly knocked away by the soldiers with their knives, but there was one that flew from the air and pierced the thigh of a comrade. The comrade was killing the enemy.

He let out a scream, but he did not fall down. Although he was in pain, he still slashed at the enemies charging towards him with his knife, cutting off the arms of several people one after another.

Several gangsters who were trying to steal the credit never imagined how this man could be so powerful even after his leg was pierced. When his arm was cut off, they covered the broken arm with their hands and watched helplessly as the blood sprayed out like water.

Sputtering. They didn't expect that these people were all like wolves and tigers. Their eyes were full of anger and unwillingness, but most of them were puzzled. Why weren't they afraid? Shouldn't all the officers and soldiers be surrounded and killed?

Will he be afraid and run for his life?

"Protect Da Qiang!"

Zhao Liwu and his comrades rushed across, dragging the injured comrade with one arm and slashing with the other arm, directly cutting down an enemy.

The soldiers who were fighting on the pier had the upper hand from the beginning. They worked in teams of two or three, cooperating with each other and fighting left and right in the crowd. Even though they were only wearing breastplates, they would be injured, and they would not be injured.

Few people were injured in many places. But they still tried their best to kill the enemy. Their swords and swords were all killing moves, and every move was fatal.

A bamboo spear stabbed Zhao Liwu's arm, but the man's strength was too weak to hurt him. He grabbed the bamboo spear with his hand, and then stabbed the bamboo spear into the man's throat with his backhand.

The moment it entered the man's throat and blood splashed onto his face, Zhao Liwu was stunned.

It's a child!

He looked only twelve or thirteen years old. When he saw the child falling down, holding his neck with his hands and blood flowing out from between his fingers, the look of pain on the childish face made his heart hurt, even if it was

Having been in the army for many years, he still found it difficult to accept the scene before him.

At this moment, another person came towards him to kill him. Just as the gun was about to stab him, the sound of gunfire echoed around him.

"Brother Zhao..."

The brother who saved him shouted loudly, and then raised his knife to kill the other enemies. These dozens of people were like tigers attacking sheep, chasing and slashing the hundreds of people in front of them.

"Oh my God, run..."

Many bandits turned around and fled when they saw that bows and arrows could not hurt them. Unless they were elites from the old camp, the rest of the bandits were just fighting with the wind. While the bandits of the band fled, almost no one dared to try to attack again.

pier.

After leading less than fifty brothers and occupying the pier, Li Mingsi did not expand his victory. Instead, he directly picked up his rifle, walked to the steps of the pier, and shouted to his brothers.

"Guys, be careful and kill everyone who dares to get close!"

Then Li Mingsi walked to Zhao Liwu again, looked at him sitting silently on the steps, and asked unhappily.

"Zhao Liwu, what's wrong with you?"

"I just killed a child, who was about the same age as my son..."

With a heavy sigh, Zhao Liwu looked at the blood on his hands, and then said to himself.

"I know that the child was snatched by rogue bandits. If the rogue bandits hadn't been burning, killing and looting everywhere, he might still be having fun in his parents' arms, but, but..."

Listening to his words, Li Mingsi knew that he must have said this because his sympathy was overflowing again.

On the battlefield, who can tell the difference so clearly between swords and guns?

At this time, such a child should have been happy at the knees of his parents, but now?

Turned into a cold corpse.

As a result, Li Mingsi hated those bandits even more.

"The blame lies with the gangsters. If they hadn't snatched the child away from his parents, how could he have ended up in this situation?"

That's right, if the bandits hadn't snatched the children away from the army and forced them to fight, how could the children have died in the hands of their brothers?

It is said that a thousand things and ten thousand things are all the fault of rogue bandits.

That's it!

We must wipe out all the bandits in the world, and the people will naturally live a good life. Li Mingsi thought in his heart.

As for whether this truth made sense, he did not delve into it, nor did he want to delve into it. He looked towards the river, and then said.
Chapter completed!
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