He opened his eyes and saw that the rocket was about to hit, but suddenly he opened his mouth and swallowed the entire rocket!

His cheeks bulged, as if he was chewing it with a delicious taste, and then there was a dull explosion, which should have been popped up by a rocket.

The rocket did not cause any damage to him.

He opened his mouth and a light gray smoke emerged from his teeth. He shook his head and smiled, as if he was having a good time eating.

"Chicken smells crispy." His voice also became rough and hoarse, "Liu Xuande, next, I want to eat you."

His huge centipede-shaped body fell from the roof. Because it was too heavy, the jet engines, rocket boosters and propellers obtained by fusion were useless. He directly flattened several infantry transport vehicles when he landed.

However, after all, being dragged down by his huge body, Zhangjiao's movement was much clumsy than before.

I tried to fire at him, and the second rocket hit his neck, which was completely useless and even his skin was not scratched.

There are still robots moving here in the distance, but there are obviously not as many as before, and most of the people who come here are "old, weak, sick and disabled", and even missing arms and legs.

A human face suddenly appeared on the side of Zhang Jiao's body, which was vaguely like Zhang Bao. Zhang Bao said, "Brother, the situation is a bit bad. It seems that someone has attacked our factory hidden in Hulao Pass. The production of the Yellow Turban Army soldiers was forced to be interrupted!"

"This is impossible!" Zhang Jiao's rumbling voice seemed to roll by thunder, "We hid the factory underground, and the Chang'an defenders were busy fighting with us. Who else can have the energy and strength to attack that factory?"

"It's me." The clear young man's voice sounded. Everyone looked at the person who was talking in surprise. They saw that Lu Fengxian, who had just been lying on the ground, had already stood up slowly, brushed the dust on his body, and smiled at Zhang Jiao, "Didn't you expect it?"

"This..." Zhang Jiao's face was full of surprise: "You are... pretending to be in a state of madness?!"

"That's right." Lu Fengxian said: "In this way, you think my 'Fang Tian Hua Ji' is to be used on you. In fact, I calculated the direction of the robot flying in, communicated with the people moving the fortress, adjusted the strike range of the Fang Tian Hua Ji, and aimed it at the direction where the robot drilled out. You are too careless. Although the robot factory is buried underground, Hulao Pass is now covered with water. Whenever the robot drills out of the factory, bubbles will be generated. Wherever the bubbles are gushing out the most, it is naturally the entrance and exit of the factory." Lu Fengxian shrugged, "Even if there is a rough deviation, there is no problem. I adjusted the killing radius of the Fang Tian Hua Ji to 200 meters. As long as the approximate range is determined, your factory will be beaten. I just pretended to aim at you, but in fact I wanted to hit your factory and cut off your 'body' source."

"Actors, you! Have you been trying so hard to show your acting skills for so long?! Let's discuss with us, isn't it better to attack the factory first?!" Zhang Yide said angrily. He had always thought that Lu Fengxian was really crazy. Now it seems that it was equivalent to being put on by Lu Fengxian, and of course he wouldn't be happy.

"I'm just thinking about it," Lu Fengxian rarely showed a embarrassed expression. "In addition, I was so crazy at the beginning. You shot me a few times before I woke up a little."

"Okay... from this point of view, I have some effect." Zhang Yide felt a little bit balanced.

"What can I do if I stop the robot from coming?" Zhang Jiao said calmly: "My body is already strong enough. Even if my Yellow Turban Army is killed by you, you can't do anything to me now."

"To be honest, your Yellow Turban Army has really been killed." Ding Jianyang came out from behind the bunker, took out a signal gun, and shot into the sky. In an instant, a large number of vehicles and soldiers rushed over from all over the place.

"There are so many people in Chang'an?!" Zhang Jiao frowned slightly.

But after a closer look, although those people were holding weapons and driving chariots, some were wearing white coats, some were wearing student outfits, and some even had aprons...

They are all ordinary people in Chang'an City.

"To be honest, most of the Chang'an defenders died in the battle with the Yellow Turban Army, and most of the remaining ones were wounded." Ding Jianyang said slowly: "But the people in Chang'an City have also joined us. Their will has not been crushed by your Yellow Turban Army. They are willing to take up weapons and fight with us! Zhang Jiao, you no longer have support, and we still have it!"

"And, our combat power is not weak." A young man in a white coat added in the crowd.

This person is Zhao Zilong.

"This time, we will not run away again." said the person standing next to him.

This person is Gongsun.

"Down with Zhang Jiao! Let Chang'an restore peace and order!" Ding Jianyang shouted.

There were shouts of response from the crowd, and then countless firepower poured towards Zhangjiao.

The firepower was too strong and came from different directions, so that Zhang Yide, Lu Fengxian, and I could only lower our heads and retreat quickly.

"I feel that I'm not using anything this time." I retreated and smiled bitterly at Zhang Yide.

"Neither of us can send us any more useful. Moreover, it will be even more useless next time. This is a people's war. The strongest power that unites the people is the strongest. The little power of our two is considered a fancy." Zhang Yide actually said with great slightest words.

Not only the people in Chang'an City, but also the remaining Chang'an defenders also came from all over the place.

Yuan Benchu's drum-horned ghosts appeared on the street to the west, with three broken arms, and the remaining arm dragging a truck full of shells. Next to it was Cao Mengde's tiger and leopard cavalry. Half of the body of the tiger and leopard cavalry was burnt, one leg was not working, and there were electric sparks. It could only support the ground with its limbs and stagger, but its cannon seemed to be useful. It seemed that the truck's shells were prepared for it.

Guan Yunchang's Dragonfly fighter appeared on the corner of the street to the east. The wings were broken, the motive was gone, and cracks appeared on the canopy hood. The aircraft could no longer take off. The bullet cabin under the fuselage was empty, and the missiles inside seemed to have been fired. Guan Yunchang adjusted the angle of the cannon, and it seemed that he wanted to use the cannon to shoot at Zhangjiao. His plane could no longer move independently and was pushed over. Below and behind the plane were several ground crew members in ragged clothes and colorful bodies.

Ma Teng and his son Ma appeared on the corner of the street to the south, and Lu Zigan and his few remaining subordinates appeared on the corner of the street to the north. The remaining forces of the Chang'an defenders gathered here, and everyone was ready to launch a final offensive against Zhang Jiao!!
Chapter completed!