Nanming Engineer

Chapter 120 Unexpected
Niu Sicheng is not a fool, but now, he is almost as scared as a fool. The extermination bomb exploded not far from him. The violent explosion flew nearly 200 of his men into the sky, turning them into flesh and blood, and the sky was full of blood. As the rain fell, a severed hand fell in front of him. The bloody look made him tremble all over.

He has seen blood and killed people before. He is not a character who is afraid of dead people, but this is the first time he has seen such a murder scene. Those inconspicuous bamboo tubes are so small. Can it be as powerful as a siege dragon car? The formation of 200 people, like straw blown by the wind, vanished in an instant in the flames, blood flowed all over the ground, and even the iron bird system was twisted and deformed in the explosion, and the straight gun barrel became scrap iron like a twist .

The soldiers were roaring, waving their swords and shields, and kept shouting at the Bird Commanders to line up again. They punched and kicked the soldiers who were retreating like a tide and drove them forward, but the Bird Commanders were frightened and destroyed. In the area where the bomb exploded, there were so many corpses with missing arms and legs still there. What if we went up again and the barbarians threw out a batch of bamboo tubes from behind the shield?
Niu Sicheng's army really became a mess. Soldiers couldn't find officers and soldiers, and everyone was in a place less than ten steps away from the mouth of the valley. Hundreds of people huddled together. It was difficult to even turn around.

Before the smoke of the captive bomb cleared away, Zu Bian had already picked up the oar shield again, and shouted loudly: "Get up, follow me forward! Step forward, press over!"

The scull and shield wall, which was riddled with bullet holes by lead bullets, moved again amidst the sound of trumpets, marching calmly and powerfully towards the panicked officers and soldiers. It sticks out from the round hole of the shield wall, advancing together with the speed of the shield wall.

150 soldiers in white robes, armed with spears and crossbows hanging from their waists, were divided into two teams, ran out from both sides of the shield wall, and climbed up the hillsides on both sides. Although the top is also a dead end, if you don't run very far, you will encounter rocks, the rocks are so steep that you can't climb up at all.But it is also very troublesome to find the defeated soldiers running around. It is better to block the valley entrance directly. Unless they grow wings, they will not be able to escape to the Black Valley.

The footsteps of the ancestors have already approached the place less than ten steps away from the pile of officers and soldiers. The area under the feet is the area where the captive bomb exploded just now. The ground is full of corpses, limbs and blood. The folks are very difficult to leave, but no one cares, because the time for real hand-to-hand combat is coming.

The bamboo spear, which is more than two feet long, has almost pierced the Huo Tongbing standing in the forefront. At such a short distance, no matter how thick the scull shield is, it will be shot through by the Bird Tong. Unfortunately, the frightened officers and soldiers have already forgotten. In addition to using firearms, it is impossible for them to reload and ignite in a crowded crowd. Birds that cannot shoot are not even as good as fire sticks.

Some brave junior officers and soldiers have already pulled out their waist knives. Blood and death can make people frightened. Losing the consciousness of fighting can also stimulate the blood of some tough people. Their eyes are red and their faces are blackened by gunpowder smoke. Twisting, opening his mouth wide and yelling some meaningless words, he rushed forward.

The bamboo spears began to twitch, piercing into the bodies of the counterattacking officers and soldiers one by one, the sound of "噗味噗味" came one after another, screams were heard endlessly, blood splattered everywhere, and the young and strong behind the scull shield could see from the shield intermittently. The officers and soldiers not far away were extremely nervous, but they were not afraid. The tall scull shield brought a full sense of security. They could stab people, but others could not cut them. The bamboo spears in their hands could be stretched out and retracted calmly. Back, harvesting fresh lives.

Some brave officers and soldiers lowered their heads or bent down, or forced their way through the gaps in the bamboo spears. They rushed to the oar shield crazily and slashed at the oar shield with their waist knives.

The scull shields are nearly two people tall, closely arranged, solid and heavy, and there are three people behind each shield firmly resisting. It is very difficult to smash it open with brute force. It is afraid that cutting with a knife for a long time will not have any effect. Some red-eyed officers and soldiers threw their bodies directly onto the shield, climbed up with hands and feet, or used their own bodies as a ladder to let the people behind jump on their shoulders.

It's a pity that this kind of brave behavior is useless. Behind the scull shield, there is not only a row of bamboo spears, but more than 3000 people, each with sticks and bamboo spears in their hands. Immediately, they will be knocked down with a stick or a gun that has been prepared for a long time, making the officers and soldiers feel like they are in a siege instead of fighting face to face.

There are not many brave men among the officers and soldiers, only less than 100 of them risked their lives with knives. Most of these people are servants of Niu Sicheng and Yang Zhan. It was given by the master, and Yang Zhan will also give the family pension after death, so in order to give Niu Sicheng a chance, even when the defeat is basically certain, he still fights desperately regardless of life and death.

It's just that the counterattack of nearly a hundred people, like a terminally ill patient returning to light, only caused a little wave, but it couldn't influence the overall situation.

Soon, these people turned into corpses, laying in disorder under the oar shield with many knife marks, and the blood holes pierced by the bowl-sized bamboo spear were densely covered in the corpses.

Niu Sicheng had lost his mind, and sat slumped at the mouth of a line of sky, powerlessly watching the bloody battle of nearly a hundred dead men. In the line of sky behind him, dozens of officers and soldiers were desperately pulling the stones that filled the canyon. Attempt to pave a way.

Nature is useless.

Zu Bian was breathing heavily. Even though three people were carrying the huge oar shield, it was still very strenuous. Even though he was as strong as him, his arms still felt a little overwhelmed. The last wave of officers and soldiers counterattacked just now, and they almost couldn't bear it. The poorly trained civilians were so nervous that their faces were blue. When they heard the sound of the sword slashing on the shield and the dying cry so close at hand, they almost turned around and ran away. If he hadn't suppressed it with all his strength, he might have been. It is necessary to make a joke about the victor being defeated at the last moment.

Fortunately, there were not many officers and soldiers who counterattacked, and the counterattack lasted for a short time. They were stabbed to death by the hedgehog-like bamboo spear within a few breaths. The resistance is over.

"Put down your weapons, surrender without killing!" Zu Bian leaned his shoulder against the oar shield and roared towards the sky.

"Surrender without killing!"

"Surrender without killing!"

The strong men behind the scull shield roared in unison, although their bodies were trembling against the scull shield, and their hands holding the bamboo spears were trembling, which was the sequelae of the first murder. Gao Gao, there are officers and soldiers on the opposite side. They usually walk sideways. When they see ordinary people, they either loot or loot. They can't do anything good. Now they are beaten to the ground by their own gang of mud legs. It's exciting!Happy!The joy of turning over and the deep-rooted fear violently impacted in the brain, and the reaction in the action was like following the trend of madness.

Row after row of officers and soldiers knelt on the ground, put down the torito waist saber in their hands, and shouted in horror, "Forgive, spare! We surrender, we surrender!"

Niu Sicheng was surrounded by his own soldiers at the back, his face ashen.

The scull shield was moved away, and the strong men jumped out, several of them with hideous faces, holding the bamboo spears in their hands, yelling indistinctly, stabbed into the chests of several officers and soldiers kneeling on the ground like madmen, He stabbed it hard.

Once a person who is honest and stupid and can't give a fart is wrapped up in a group of crazy people, it is easy to be assimilated like an infection and become crazy together. This is the case of the current Longevity Valley Minzhuang .

"Kill them!"

The soaring blood stimulated the nerves of the murderers even more, and their behavior became even more irrational, rushing towards the kneeling officers and soldiers begging to surrender with red eyes.

"Dang!"

A ghost-headed knife was raised like a whirlwind, swinging away the bamboo spears of the first few people, Zu Bian's iron tower-like body lay across in front of everyone, with a cold face, as cold as ice.

"My lord has an order, accept surrender!"

he growled rough.

Although the voice was loud, it was nothing in front of the red-eyed Min Zhuang. There were more than a dozen Min Zhuang with bamboo spears, and they rushed forward without hesitation. He rushed towards Zu Bian who was blocking the way, and pointed the sharp bamboo spear point at Zu Bian's chest.

Zu Bian narrowed his eyes, and didn't wait for the bamboo spear to get close to him. His thick arm raised the knife from bottom to top, and the bamboo spear was shortened by half. The head knife fell in the opposite direction again, passing between the head and neck of the gunman, a bloody head shot up into the sky, and a column of blood sprayed from the neck of the body that was still in the forward posture.

Zu Bian grabbed the falling head with his big hand in the air, and the blood spurted out, splashing all over his face and body. He held the head high with one hand, covered in blood, looking like a ghost, like a man-eating Rakshasa. Awesome.

"Those who dare to disobey will be killed!"

"My lord has an order, accept surrender!"

Zu Bian's thick voice sounded again, coupled with the blood-spitting corpse and the head with wide-eyed eyes, the effect was completely different from just now.

The excited folk stood still, a little sober, rushed down more than 100 white-robed soldiers from the hillsides on both sides, lined up behind the ancestors, and shouted together: "Those who dare to disobey orders, beheaded!"

The situation finally stabilized.

(End of this chapter)