He wished that the hatred value he received would directly flood his head. Because the more it was like this, it meant that the effect of his long-range fire support would be better.
"put!"
Following his order, more artillery shells were fired into the mountains on the left side of the village.
Those Wu Gou masters who planned to surround the village from the left were completely unaware that they were also being targeted.
After seeing the explosions at the entrance of the village and the mountains to the right of the village, they even gathered tighter and ran towards the village.
And their actions were obviously clearly seen by Lu Fang in the tank.
With the magnification of the tank sight glass, even small animals in the mountains cannot escape his eyes as long as they are not obscured by trees or thorns.
Two shells exploded in succession.
Gray smoke and fire also erupted in the mountains to the left of the cottage.
This time Lu Fang finally saw blood foam exploding in the smoke.
He took a long breath and didn't let Chen Youxi fire again.
This is the ultimate that fire support can achieve.
Such a small-group battle is obviously not suitable for tanks. If it were a large army, it might be able to achieve unexpected results.
For example, directly bombing the enemy's Chinese command post.
Lu Fang adjusted the observation mirror to the direction of the main entrance of the cottage.
The figures who were fighting fell into his eyes.
He finally saw the power of Master Tongxuan, and his eyes widened slightly.
…
Outside the village gate.
Above the chaotic crowd, Lao Xiao's black hair danced wildly, ascending into the void. Although he still looked that slovenly, at this moment, he was like a god descending into the world.
He was seen holding a kitchen knife in both hands, facing the sword-wielding master who was also suspended in the air directly opposite him, and slashed with the knife.
Although the two of them were two feet apart, the sword-wielding master's expression still changed suddenly.
"Draw your sword and chop! You are..."
His face was even a little distorted.
The words had just come out, but he didn't care to say any more. He changed from holding the sword in one hand to holding the sword in both hands, and stabbed straight ahead.
There is an invisible energy clashing in the air.
In an instant, strong winds were rolling even on the ground. Countless green bamboo leaves whistled down.
The gray-yellow fallen leaves that were originally piled on the ground were turned into powder by the dissipated energy after being swept up into the air.
Immediately afterwards, the master holding the sword was seen retreating several feet away.
His hands were trembling slightly, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, and his face was extremely solemn, "Are you Xiao Kuangdao?"
Lao Xiao's plan just now had already caused him to suffer some internal injuries in the explosion and he could no longer suppress his injuries.
Lao Xiao was not in a hurry to continue attacking him. He just chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that there are still people who can remember my name and my sword."
After that, he shouted to the people below: "Brothers, stop hiding your clumsiness! Haha! Go to hell and ask for help, let's see what masters we can attract!"
"Ha ha!"
"good!"
Lao Deng was still fighting with people on the ground, and Lao Wang quickly responded.
"I...Drinking Sword Immortal Deng Xianbo!"
"I...half a sword, Wang Chengyang!"
"I...the King of Hell is hard to offend, why Yida!"
They each announced their names.
The faces of those Wu Gou masters kept changing.
Although Chen Pingping was sent to Jingnan County by the old eunuch, the true identities of these old guys were not found out. They just knew that Lao Xiao was a grandmaster.
And even if we are in today's world, how can we not know their names?
Especially these Wu Gou masters.
Most of them were sect masters or casual cultivators who had been in the martial arts world, and were recruited by the imperial court later.
Previously, although Liang Hanmin, as the county king, had many masters under his command, they were obviously not enough to form Wu Gou. Moreover, most of the masters who contributed to his usurpation of the throne have now successfully served in the imperial court. Fighting is not common.
It's not their turn to take action.
Even though these Wu Gou masters are much younger than Lao Xiao and others, and are not of the same generation as them, the names of Lao Xiao and others are still familiar to them.
These are all figures who were once on the list of masters, and they have been amazing in the world for many years.
Needless to say, Lao Xiao and Lao Deng are ranked in the top five. Even Lao Wang and Lao He are the top figures in the assassination world and Xinglin.
Ban Jie Dao is known as the most elusive assassin in the rivers and lakes of Dayu. No one who is targeted by him can escape.
The King of Hell is difficult to offend, and he is also known as a miracle doctor who can save lives as long as he still has breath.
In the early years, it is said that he was often invited to the palace to treat diseases of the emperor and the ladies in the harem.
Only with the unavoidable waves of the Yangtze River pushing forward waves, and more and more masters in their prime stepping on their predecessors to climb the master list, they gradually stopped being worshiped by martial arts masters.
In the past twenty years or so, it has even disappeared.
But no one thought that these four senior Tongxuan, who were once unparalleled in the world, would hide in this small village.
Tongxuan!
Grandmaster list!
Even these Wu Gou masters know that martial arts masters cannot avoid the decline of strength after reaching a certain age, but they can't help but panic a little.
Grandmaster Tongxuan, whose strength has declined, is also not easy to deal with.
"I am the gourmet swordsman Hong Shaolou."
"Chen Pingan!"
"..."
And then, one by one, the masters in the village who were fighting with others announced their names.
The expressions of those Wu Gou masters changed again and again.
Although these names are not as dazzling as those of Lao Xiao and others, they have all been circulated in the world. They are not at the top, but they are also among the top.
In a certain era, these names were regarded as beliefs by countless martial arts masters.
"It turns out it's you old guys!"
At this moment, the strong man who was fighting with Lao Deng suddenly pulled away.
Then he suddenly jumped into the air and stood on the bamboo forest, "This river and lake is no longer the one you respect! Why don't you just surrender and be captured, in order to seek the emperor's grace!"
But his face was also very solemn.
He just wanted to boost his morale by shouting these words, because even he couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he heard these names.
Mentality has a huge impact on fighting. When masters compete, the outcome is often just a matter of millimeters.
If this continues, people like them will have to suffer here.
He couldn't help but think of a scene he saw about forty years ago.
At that time, he was just a fledgling swordsman. After joining the swordsman, he made a living by killing people on behalf of others.
At a young age, he already has extremely impressive strength.
But the scene he saw by the river that time is still hidden in his heart. It not only became the motivation for him to improve his cultivation, but also became his biggest inner demon.
It was always difficult for him to cross the gap between Chaoyuan and Tongxuan.
After shouting, the strong man's eyes suddenly erupted with a piercing light, and he looked towards Lao Xiao.