Turbulent Times Chapter 1466: Everyone is scared to death

That is the legendary gunpowder explosion.

And regardless of whether it is true or not, he must take precautions in advance.

However, it seems that it is too late.

Flying all the way from the door, he saw that all the high walls of the village had collapsed, and were even razed to the ground. It was fried to pieces!

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, brothers, hurry up and fight!" Zhang Jin said that the soul of the dead was terrified, and shouted desperately.

He has already seen a black shadow stepping over the collapsed wall, under the cover of thunder and light rain, rushing straight towards the stockade, crushing any obstacles along the way.

No one knows how many of them there are, and the electric fire rolling in the sky illuminates their neat team.

They are all cavalry, and everyone's body is tightly wrapped in leather armor. The mounts under each person's crotch are even lined up in a neat line, with firm steps, carrying a wide shield and a long lance, moving quickly from all sides of the village to the center of the village like a comb. , no matter people or livestock, anyone who is touched by the "comb teeth" will be combed to pieces.

"It's the Far East Army, the Far East Army during the day." Zhang Jin said he recognized it at a glance.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The thunder in the sky kept rolling. "Boom, boom, boom!" On the ground, flesh and blood from the horse's hooves splashed everywhere.

Electric snakes flew over the camp, and the iron guns with steel heads were arranged in neat rows against the horses' necks, sending despair and fear into every pair of eyes along the way.

"Boom, boom, boom!" There was continuous thunder in the sky, "Boom, boom, boom!" The sound of horseshoes on the ground also continued.

In the house closest to the outside of the stockade, a thief woke up from his sleep, and rushed out of the house naked with a weapon in his hand. The neat iron spears directly picked up their naked bodies and tore them apart in mid-air.

"Ah——!"

"Yeah!"

"Forgive me!"

"Mother -"

Screaming screams accompanied by scarlet flesh and blood

Pieces surged up one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they interweaved in mid-air into a lament from the 18th floor of hell, resounding throughout the village.

"Don't run away, people can't run away from war horses!" Zhang Jin said Ji Lingling shivered, waving weapons and shouting. "Let's go together, everyone shoulder to shoulder. Kill one to earn money, kill two to earn one!"

His voice is extremely resonant and his movements are agile enough. However, his two legs did not move towards the approach of the cavalry. Turning direction in mid-air like a rabbit, scurrying several times in a row, bypassing the confused subordinate brothers, bypassing houses that were shaken by the previous explosion, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. He wanted to take advantage of the dark night and use his superb skills to escape.

Rows of guns swept past where he stood before, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, killing all the thieves who were too late to escape. Countless crumbling houses were directly trampled down and trampled by horseshoes. Countless minions turned into lumps of meat in their sleep.

When rows of gunshots rushed past, the place where the houses stood originally turned into a flat land.

In the width of nearly a hundred war horses walking side by side, there are no raised obstacles, nor any living life.

The flesh and blood of humans and animals formed a wide and straight passage. All the bandit soldiers who approached the passage but were lucky enough not to be hit by the gunshots, all of them were pale, their eyes were stiff, and they collapsed on the ground trembling.

Located in the middle of the stockade, the minions and bandit leader who were far away from the cavalry of the Gangdao Battalion ran out of the dormitory naked like a group of headless flies.

Most of them were in a daze of sleep. In their panic, they couldn't figure out what happened in the village, let alone where the enemy came from. Is it a **** or a devil?

Hearing the continuous thunder and screams, they instinctively chose to run to the depths of the village.

And disorder and panic are the accomplices that can most weaken one's own combat power and strengthen the opponent's combat power.

Soon, disaster and panic began to spread faster than the movement of guns.

This village with a population of 20,000 to 30,000 people is completely in chaos.

A group of bare-bottomed minions escaped too slowly, and were pushed down from behind by a larger group of their own brothers.

Countless big feet stepped on immediately

When they got on their bodies, no matter how they screamed, howled, cursed, or reminded them, the owner of Bigfoot turned a deaf ear to them.

In a few breaths, the unlucky ones who were trampled under their feet passed out, and then, like puppets, they were trampled over by more big feet until they finally turned into a pile of red ooze.

"We're going to die together!" A thug who was unfortunately pushed down by his own people, but fortunately not immediately trampled into meat paste, became fierce, swung the steel knife violently, and cut four or five thighs around him.

"Ah——!"

"Mother!!"

"Straight girl thief——!"

Screams and shouts alternated, and the injured were either pushed down by others, or slashed at the assailant on the ground with a knife.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Ding Dang!" The sound of metal and iron strikes sounded instantly, and countless people who fell on the ground and those who were fleeing for their lives brandished weapons and fought together.

The other escapees had no time to stop them, and continued to run wildly towards the village with their legs spread apart. Soon, the elite bandits resting in the depths of the village were awakened from their sleep by the sound of footsteps around them. Without any thought, they turned around and joined the ranks of fleeing for their lives, crying and running towards the village together with the defeated bandits. deeper. At the same time, it also spread the panic farther and deeper.

"Stop, don't panic! Don't run away, if you run away, everyone will die here!" Zhang Tiehu, Zhang Jincheng's adopted son, rushed out of his room, holding a long gun, and shouted orders.

He actually lied to his adoptive father. The pair of sisters also had a younger sister, and he kept it for himself. Just now, he was playing cruelly with this twelve-year-old girl, causing a pool of blood.

Zhang Tiehu is highly skilled in martial arts, and he is extremely brave in battles. Otherwise, Zhang Jincheng would not accept him as a foster son, and Zhang Jincheng's vision and skills have also been somewhat true to Zhang Jincheng. He knows that if he organizes three to five hundred brothers in time, Even if it is impossible to turn the tide, at least there is hope to get out of danger safely. If you take the lead and run for your life without even thinking about it, there is only one dead end.

However, no one would listen to him under such circumstances. The series of explosions that blew down the wall earlier scared many people into a strange panic. Surrounding them from all directions, they destroyed everything in front of them with an unstoppable force of destruction, and even frightened these thieves into stupidity.