"This is the area controlled by Holy Dragon City. Stop anyone who comes, or kill them on the spot!"
A heavily armed soldier of the Second Legion stood directly in front of these foreign monks, raised his gun and shouted loudly at the enemy.
Even if there are dozens of alien monks on the opposite side, and even if the opponent's cultivation level is higher than him, his defensive area is behind him, and no irrelevant personnel are allowed to get close.
Because this was his duty, the soldier did not hesitate at all.
This courage alone is worthy of praise.
Upon seeing this, the Holy Dragon City soldiers on the side gathered quickly and raised their weapons at the same time.
"What did he say that made us leave quickly?"
Hearing this, the foreign monks opposite him were stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed loudly.
"Hahaha, are these humans crazy?"
"You dare to yell at us, you are so tired of living!"
"No need to worry, just kill him and that's it!"
These foreign monks talked incessantly and completely ignored the Holy Dragon City soldiers blocking the wild building.
Even though more and more Holy Dragon City soldiers came over after hearing the sound, they didn't take it to heart and just made wanton comments and ridicules.
They are just some weak human beings. They only need to ride a beast to attack once, and they can slaughter them wantonly.
In the eyes of these alien monks, humans have never even been treated as equal creatures.
The reason why they have not taken action is simply because they have not figured out the origins of these Loucheng warriors, and are afraid that they are the human servants of a certain alien Loucheng.
In some foreign fortresses, there is a habit of using humans as cannon fodder. If they do it rashly, it is likely to cause unnecessary misunderstandings!
A man dressed as a leader among the alien monks turned around and whispered a few words, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Then a foreign monk stepped forward and shouted in human language: "We are the Loucheng monks of the Tus tribe. Which Loucheng warriors are you from?"
Yan Bi looked at the Holy Dragon City soldiers provocatively, with an expression full of contempt.
"Repeat, we are the Second Legion of Holy Dragon City!
The wild building in front of you is now owned by Shenglong City, please leave immediately!"
A well-built officer from Holy Dragon City came out and shouted coldly at the foreign monk.
"Sacred Dragon City, where is it?"
Hearing this, the foreign monk leader turned around and asked his subordinates.
"Saint Dragon City, I've never heard of it."
"I do know that there is a Black Rock City nearby, a level 4 human race building city!"
"It doesn't matter whether it's Holy Dragon City or Black Rock City, as long as it's a human city, you don't need to pay attention to them?"
The leader of the foreign monks thought for a while and asked his subordinates to ask: "Which clan of monks is the Lord of your Holy Dragon City?"
"Nonsense, of course it's a human monk!"
The officer from Holy Dragon City snorted coldly and waved his hand to signal the soldiers to load their guns.
The old-fashioned rifles from Japan used by the Second Legion of Holy Dragon City were one meter six long including the bayonet. In the eyes of these foreign monks, they were just short spears with a strange style.
They looked down upon this "short spear" weapon at all.
The Holy Dragon City officer looked at the foreign monks opposite him expressionlessly, secretly preparing for battle.
He has already seen the little calculations of these foreign monks, they just want to figure out where they came from, and then decide whether to take action.
According to the urine characteristics of these alien monks, once they are sure that they are from the human race Loucheng, they will probably be betrayed immediately.
As expected, when the alien monk heard that the warriors were coming from the human city, he sneered at the corner of his mouth and made a vague gesture behind him.
From the beginning to the end, they never noticed Tang Zhen standing behind the wild building, otherwise they would not dare to be so presumptuous.
Seeing the gestures of their companions, these foreign monks smiled hideously and quietly drew out the sabers from their waists.
In their eyes, these human monks armed with weird spears could kill most of them with just one charge, and the rest were just lambs slaughtered at will.
The strong cavalry beast attacking the weak human infantry is a one-sided crushing attack, and victory is inevitable!
The Holy Dragon City soldiers on the opposite side also had cold expressions on their faces. They knew the power of firearms and were waiting to shoot these foreign monks to death.
Both sides have their own means of victory. Which one is stronger and which one is weaker can only be determined in a battle.
The two camps fell silent for an instant, but the murderous intent that continued to swell in the air quickly collided, creating invisible sparks.
A strong gust of wind blew up, blowing up fine dust from the ground and floating in the open space in front of both parties.
This seemed to be a signal, causing the fighting spirit accumulated by both sides to burst out instantly!
"kill!"
The alien monks all roared loudly, and the beasts riding on their crotches used their hooves and suddenly sprinted out.
The alien monk who was riding the beast waved a sharp sword, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty killing intent, and his face was full of ferocious expressions.
When it hits the human camp, the accumulated murderous intent will be released through the sword, and the enemy will be cut in two!
"Fire!"
Following the officer's order, nearly a hundred rifles erupted in flames at the same time. The bullets roared out, carrying the anger of the soldiers, and slammed into the bodies of the foreign monks.
At the same time as the gunfire rang out, the charging alien monks immediately fell to the ground with "crackling" sounds like ripe fruits that had been hit hard.
The alien monk who had been clamoring for joy before was now clutching his chest with fear and pain on his face, and fell down from the beast with a look of unwillingness.
Before the foreign monk who fell into the dust had time to struggle, he was stepped on the chest by a crazy riding beast. After struggling twice in pain, he was completely silent.
Next to his body, there were various foreign monks scattered around, all of whom had been trampled until they were reduced to human form.
A foreign monk wielding a sword, half of his neck was torn off by a bullet. His crazy expression had already turned into pain and unwillingness, and blood spurted wildly on the back of the beast.
The soldiers of Holy Dragon City knocked down two-thirds of the foreign monks with just one wave of shooting, completely disrupting the charging formation.
The remaining alien monks were either wounded, or were left in a state of panic by the mad and injured beasts, scurrying around in front of the formation.
Looking at most of his men who had been damaged, the alien monk leader's eyes were bloodshot and he couldn't help but roar.
At this moment, he realized that the opponent was not using a short spear, but a musket he had never seen before!
At this time, he was only more than twenty meters away from those human warriors, but in his heart, he felt an insurmountable feeling.
Another burst of gunfire rang out, and the leader of the foreign monks felt a pain in his brow, and then his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.
The last scene he saw before losing consciousness was a Holy Dragon City soldier raising his bayonet and stabbing a seriously injured alien monk in the heart.
The eyes of the two people in the dust met, full of pain and unwillingness...