Chapter 341： One touch collapses!

"This is the area controlled by the Holy Dragon City. The visitors stop, otherwise they will kill on the spot!"

A heavily armed Second Army soldier directly blocked the front of these alien monks and screamed at the enemy. ?八一中?文??W?W?W?. (8) 8?1?ZW. COM

Even if there are dozens of interracial monks on the opposite side, even if the other person's cultivation is higher than him, but behind him is his defensive area, and absolutely no one is allowed to approach.

Because this is his duty, the soldier did not hesitate.

This daring alone is commendable.

The soldiers of the holy dragon city on the side saw it and gathered quickly, and raised the weapons in their hands.

"What did he say, let us leave quickly?"

The opposite monk heard the words, first stunned, and then laughed together.

"Ha ha ha, are these people crazy?"

“Don’t dare to yell at us, it’s really awkward!”

"What to say, just kill it and finish it!"

These alien monks talked a lot, completely ignoring the holy dragon warriors in front of the wild buildings.

Even if there are more and more soldiers in the Holy Dragon City who have heard the news, they are not on the mind, just ridiculous comments and ridicule.

However, it is only a few weak people. It only needs to control the riding of the beast once, so that it can be slaughtered.

In the eyes of these alien monks, the human race has never even been treated as an equal creature.

The reason why they have not been doing it, just because they did not figure out the origins of these castle soldiers, fear that the other party is a human servant army in a different city.

In some alien cities, there is a habit of using the Terran as a cannon fodder army. Once you rush to take it, it is likely to cause unnecessary misunderstanding!

A man dressed as a monk in a foreign monk turned and whispered a few words, his eyes flashing.

Immediately, an alien monk stepped forward and used the human language to say: "We are the Tussian city monks. Which city do you want to be a warrior?"

The provocative look of the Dragon Dragon Warrior, full of contemptuous expression.

"Repeat it again, we are the Second Legion of the Holy Dragon City!

The wild building in front of you is now owned by Holy Dragon City, please leave immediately! ”

A very strong St. Dragon City officer came out and shouted at the alien monk.

“Holy Dragon City, what is it?”

The interracial monk heard the words and went back to ask the men around him.

"St. Dragon City, I have never heard of it."

"I know that there is a black rock city near here, it is a four-level Terran building city!"

"Take it a holy city or a black rock city, as long as it is a Terran city, you don't have to take care of them?"

The interracial monk thought about it and asked his men to ask: "Which is the monk of the Holy Dragon City?"

"Crap, of course, a human monk!"

The officer of the Holy Dragon City snorted and waved to the soldiers to raise their guns.

The old rifle from Yeouido used by the Second Legion of the Holy Dragon City counts the length of the bayonet to be one meter six. In the eyes of these alien monks, it is a strange spear.

For this "short spear" weapon, they simply dismissed it.

The officer of the Holy Dragon City looked at the opposite alien monk with no expression, and secretly prepared for the battle.

He has already seen the small abacus of these alien monks, just want to figure out their own way, and then decide whether to start.

According to the urinary nature of these alien monks, I am sure that I will tear my face immediately after I am from the Terran House.

Sure enough, the alien monk heard the soldiers coming from the Terran House, and his mouth sneered, making a gesture of concealing behind him.

From the beginning to the end, they did not have Tang Zhen standing behind the wild building, otherwise they would not dare to be so arrogant.

Seeing the gestures of the companions, these alien monks showed their smirk and sneaked out the sword at the waist.

In their eyes, these human monks with strange spears only need one charge, they can slash most of them, and the rest are even more slaughtered lambs.

The strong riding beast hits the weak Terran infantry, and it is a one-sided crushing, which will surely win!

The opposite Dragon City warriors are also cold-faced. They understand the power of firearms and are waiting to shoot these alien monks.

Both sides have the means to win and win, and they are weak and weak. Only one war can be seen.

The two camps quieted down in time, but the swells of the air continued to swell, but they quickly slammed together and collided with invisible sparks.

A gust of wind struck, blowing up the fine dust on the ground, floating in the open space in front of both sides.

This seems to be a signal to let the two sides save their battles instantly!

"kill!"

The interracial monks screamed and sprinted out of the four-legged force of the beast.

The alien monks who drove the beasts waved sharp swords, all of them were bloodthirsty killings, and their faces were covered with sly expressions.

When it hits the Terran camp, this accumulated killing will be released through the sword, and the enemy will be cut off with enthusiasm!

"Open fire!"

With the command of the officers, nearly a hundred rifles spewed flames at the same time. These bullets roared out, and with the anger of the soldiers, they slammed into the bodies of the alien monks.

At the same time as the gunshots sounded, the alien monks who were charging, immediately fell into the ground as the fruits that were struck by the strong after the maturity.

The inferior monk who was previously called the most joyful, at this time, was horrified and painful in his chest, and his face was unwilling to fall from the riding beast.

The alien monk who fell in the dust was too late to struggle, and he was trampled on the chest by a mad beast. After two painful struggles, he completely disappeared.

Beside his corpse, there are also interracial monks who have been trampled and not trampled.

An interracial monk wielding a sword, the bullets tore off half of the neck, the crazy expression has long become painful and unwilling, and the blood is madly poured on the back of the beast.

The soldiers of the Holy Dragon City only shot one wave, and they knocked out two-thirds of the alien monks, completely disrupting the formation of the charge.

The remaining monks were either wounded by their bodies, or they were stunned by the madly wounded beasts.

Looking at the hand of the majority of the loss, the alien monk led his eyes to blood red, could not help but roar again and again.

At this moment, he realized that the other party was not using a spear, but a musket he had never seen before!

At this time, they were only more than 20 meters away from those Terran warriors, but in his heart, they gave birth to a feeling that they could not be crossed.

Another burst of gunshots sounded, and the alien monk felt a pain in the brow bones, and even fell to the ground in front of him.

The last scene he saw before he lost consciousness was that a St. Dragon City warrior raised a bayonet and smashed toward the heart of a seriously injured alien monk.

The two eyes in the dust meet, full of pain and unwillingness...