This time it was so fast that before the Tatar could react, the main artery had been cut open by the blade, and blood spurted out in an instant, like a bloody rain.

The other one was obviously a Tatar. When he saw his friend killed by Zuo Mengeng's knife, he immediately rushed over shouting something he couldn't understand, wanting revenge.

After killing one, Zuo Mengeng's anger did not diminish and he went straight to meet him.

These two Tatars had extraordinary martial arts skills and were fierce and tough. They were obviously not ordinary people. If other soldiers from the reconnaissance brigade were allowed to come up again, it would only increase casualties.

The best way is for him to solve it himself.

Behind him, Liu Yiyuan looked at the bloody and tragic scene, feeling a little confused.

The fierce battle at the pier that day was what he originally thought was the limit. Only today did he realize how terrifying a real battle on the battlefield is.

However, this shock lasted only a short time. He quickly came to his senses, raised his knife and stepped forward to help.

Just as he was about to take a step forward, a strange roar in the distance and a scream breaking through the air suddenly came close.

Then the house next to it seemed to be hit by some huge force. In an instant, the bricks and tiles collapsed, causing mud and dust to surge, and the ground shook.

Zuo Mengeng was also hit, and he fell horizontally far away.

It took a lot of effort to get up, but found that the remaining tartar had turned into a pile of minced meat.

Not far away, a black and rumbling iron ball was rolling back and forth, emitting thick smoke and heat, and carrying the nauseating smell of blood.

Before he understood what was going on, Liu Yiyuan rushed up, grabbed his arm and ran away.

"Hurry up, it's a rebel army!"

Where did the rebels come from?

Zuo Mengeng looked around and saw that other soldiers from the reconnaissance brigade were quickly converging and running as fast as they could.

Suddenly someone screamed and fell down, only to see an arrow nailed to his calf.

Two people immediately rushed over, helped him up and continued running, not daring to stop at all.

Zuo Mengeng looked beyond them and looked further away.

I saw that on the originally calm sea, boats gathered in large numbers and swarmed in. Countless soldiers howled and rushed onto the beach, destroying everything wherever they went.

The people ran around wailing, and many people fell under the butcher's knife.

Many women were caught, their clothes were torn in broad daylight, and they were brutally humiliated.

Immediately, the entire dock was ablaze, and the situation became even more chaotic.

Zuo Mengeng was dragged away by Liu Yiyuan, and he could vaguely see the eye-catching flags on the boats amid the bumps.

Submit a letter with the word "Mao"!

Seeing the people being massacred, humiliated, and plundered, seeing the originally peaceful Dengzhou fall into disaster and turmoil, Zuo Mengeng was furious, and a murderous roar burst out from between his shattered teeth.

"Mao Wenlong..."
Chapter completed!