"Bomb the Xihe City to me." When the convoy of the God of Killing Chariot reached 80,000 meters, Zou Shuai and his three other sons launched the attack of the God of Killing Chariot towards Xihe City.
Boom boom boom, the four God of Death chariots fired four purple crystal energy cannons at the same time, falling towards Xihe City with the same accuracy and accuracy.
"Oh my god." Looking at the same four huge purple balls smashing down on their heads, everyone in Xihe City looked horrified, but as the commander-in-chief, Ling Xiao seemed to have everything in mind, and I remained unmoved.
Boom... four cannons fell together, exploding hundreds of meters above Xihe City.
The entire Xihe City shook violently for a while. Except for some weakly built houses in the city whose beams fell off and a few unlucky chickens, ducks, cats and dogs were killed, there was no other power.
Everyone couldn't help but be shocked: I don't know when, Xihe City also set up a defensive array.
Looking at Ling Xiao with a calm face, everyone naturally understood that this was also Ling Xiao's masterpiece, which made them think at the same time: Ling Xiao had the upper hand in just these two opening fights, even if the opponent If there are many people, it may not be effective.
When they thought of this, everyone's previous depression was swept away, replaced by a strong desire to see the dawn of victory.
Fighting with fewer and more, fighting with weaker and stronger, the advantage is naturally very important.
Having taken the advantage, Ling Xiao's morale naturally improved. On the contrary, when Zou Shuai saw that his super powerful four artillery pieces had blown Xihe City into ruins, his handsome face changed. Got to be extremely twisted.
The dragon formation underground was shaken by a strong shaking, and he couldn't help but cursed: "Damn you, I wanted to set up a peerless formation, but the formation I just set up was destroyed in the blink of an eye. I'm so angry." .”
"Fortunately, the Long Family and Ling Xiao have a lot of crystals, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to withstand such a torment." Once again, the formation energy was replenished, and the Long Formation continued to observe the situation on the battlefield on the ground while continuing to arrange his arrangements on the other side. A large formation that I have never set up before.
"Charge, just hit him with the chariot." Zou Shuai gritted his teeth when he saw that his super attack was nullified, and he rode Juechen and took the lead towards Xihe City.
It has to be said that the speed of the God of Death chariot was beyond Ling Xiao's expectation. Zou Tiezhu's second round of attack had not yet been prepared, and the four God of Death chariots were already only 50,000 meters away from Xihe City.
"Long Yao, your attack can be activated." Ling Xiao gave the command calmly.
Long Yao was startled and asked with a confused expression: "Where to attack? They are not yet within my precise shooting range. I can't hit them."
The attack power of the Immortal Killing Chariot is stronger than that of the Killing God Chariot, but in terms of precise attack, it is much weaker than the Killing God Chariot.
The effective attack range of the Killing God Chariot is 80,000 meters, while the Killing Immortal Chariot without the ever-beacon light only has an effective attack range of 10,000 meters, so Long Yao is depressed about where Ling Xiao wants him to attack with this attack.
"Aren't your artillery shells equipped with poison gas? Just find a place where there are many of them and blast them randomly." Ling Xiao gave instructions casually, as if these orders were just his whim.
In fact, when Zou Shuai rushed here, Ling Xiao had already made this decision.
"Okay." Longyao adjusted the angle of the chariot, aimed at the open space between Zou Shuai and the hundreds of small tanks behind him, and fired the first shot of the "Longyao" brand chariot with a roar.
"Ah." Zou Shuai had just rushed to a distance of nearly 40,000 meters from Xihe City when he suddenly heard a loud rumble behind him, followed by a burst of ghostly cries and wolf howls.
Hearing the screams of his Zou family's motorcade, Zou Shuai immediately stopped, turned the chariot and turned around to see that his extremely distorted face became even less humanoid.
As a cloud of black poisonous mist dispersed, the relatives of Zou Shuai's wife on the hundreds of chariots each let out heart-rending screams, some pinched their necks desperately, and some used Their hands kept tearing at their chests, and some banged their heads against the control panel of the tank.
Even if Zou Shuai is a fool, he knows that they were poisoned, and the poison did not kill them all at once, but slowly tortured them, making them despair in pain.
"Ah,..." One guy couldn't stand the torment of the toxin, so he bumped his head against the hard control panel. With a snap, his head and the control panel were smashed open at the same time, and blood and flesh burst out everywhere.
It doesn't matter, what's more terrible is that once the control panel is broken, the entire tank will be like a wild horse that has lost its reins, bumping around everywhere.
Bang, the chariot hit another chariot, and the two chariots were smashed to pieces at the same time, turning into two piles of scrap metal.
The driver of another chariot suffered such a sudden disaster. His whole body was caught in the chariot and was crushed into a pile of flesh. His death was horrific.
This is not the most terrible thing. The most terrible thing is that this "bang" sound seems to stimulate all the poisoned chariot operators. They seem to have heard the most beautiful sound in the world and are fascinated by the collision sound. His hands were manipulating the chariot randomly, bumping around.
Bang bang bang bang... Chariots hit each other one after another. Amidst the crazy laughter of these controllers, they and the chariots were destroyed at the same time.
"Damn it." Zou Shuai's face was so numb that he could no longer contort it, because he saw dozens of tanks that had not yet crashed collided with the God of Death chariot of the four of them.
"Qiang'er, Jie'er, Zheng'er, kill them all." Zou Shuai had no choice but to be cruel and could only give this order.
Without Zou Shuai giving an order, his three sons would have already waved the arms of the God of Killing Chariot and smashed the small chariot rushing towards them to pieces for the sake of their own lives.
At this time, their four God-killing chariots had just finished firing their cannonballs. When they were recharging their energy, they had no way to launch a cannonball attack and could only fight with the double iron arms of the chariots themselves. This gave those crazy people car opportunities.
Although these guys were crazy, they were able to surround four God of Death chariots in their madness. This made Ling Xiao, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but sigh, the guys on these four God of Death chariots were really Bad luck.
After Zou Qiang, one of Zou Shuai's sons, used his arms to throw away four small chariots, the other four small chariots bumped into his chariot.
Bang bang... The four small chariots used their speed, inertia, and indomitable momentum to collide with the God of Death chariot, shooting out extremely spectacular and tragic sparks.
"Ah." Even though the God of Death chariot is much stronger than those small chariots, the impact of the four chariots still caused the God of Death chariot to be severely deformed. The operators of those four tanks must die. He could no longer die, and Zou Qiang, the controller of the God of Death chariot, had his legs clamped by the deformed control room, and let out a pitiful howl like a slaughtered pig.
This miserable howl attracted other crazy chariots to swarm forward, one after another, and they hit each other closely.
Zou Qiang could only watch as his body was quickly squeezed by the ever-shrinking control room, and he watched his feet, hands, sternum, and the final bang of his head being crushed alive.
"Yeah." Zou Shuai and the other two sons also ran towards those crazy chariots as if they were crazy. After a burst of banging sounds, the hundreds of Zou family's small chariots finally They all flamed out and turned into piles of scrap metal.
Zou Shuai and his son looked at the scene in front of them breathlessly. It was really difficult to accept this result. They originally came to destroy Ling Xiao with great ambitions, but they didn't expect that they didn't even see Ling Xiao's shadow. They were left alone, father and son.
Long Yao and the defenders of Xihe City all looked at the dramatic changes in front of them in astonishment and could not recover for a long time.
What is the poisonous mist that Ling Xiao added to this chariot that can actually make these chariots kill each other so crazily.
Long Yao was the first to react and shouted: "Ling Xiao, are you using Bianhuahua? The kind of poison that can cause hallucinations."
As soon as the words "Bianganhua" were uttered, some of the experienced Xihe City defenders immediately moved slightly. They didn't expect that Ling Xiao used this kind of thing. It was poison worth a thousand gold per gram. So much poisonous mist, how much How many crystal stones did Ling Xiao spend?
However, everyone also understands that now is the time of life and death. Even if they spend all the crystals, they must destroy the enemy.
"What on earth are you doing?" Zou Shuai finally came to his senses and looked at his friendly troops with great anger. At this sight, he couldn't help but be stunned.
There were densely packed people behind him, but these people were divided into layers and separated by layers of purple light curtains, making it impossible to gather together.
Ouyang Ran of the Mingtian Sect above the sky was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He kept breaking the formation, but he made more and more of the Nine Heavens Profound Gang Formation break. The one layer that was broken quickly turned into two. layer, breaking two layers at the same time to become four layers.
"Damn it, what the hell kind of formation is this?" Ouyang Ran was sweating profusely and dumbfounded. He no longer dared to break the formation randomly.
The people of Mingtian Sect could not break the formation, so the 400,000-strong army could only rely on their own strength to forcefully break through the formation. It took a lot of soul power to break through the first floor, and then rushed to the front floor. The purple layer that had just been broken through The light curtain quickly restored itself, preventing them from advancing or retreating.
It was precisely because these layers of light curtains hindered the progress of the 400,000-strong army that it took them fifteen minutes to advance over a thousand meters.
"I was fooled..." Cold sweat broke out on Zou Shuai's forehead, and his crazy heart gradually cooled down: "If I keep the green hills, I won't be afraid of running out of firewood. Even if I only have two sons left now, as long as I win this war , it doesn’t matter how many sons you want, but let’s withdraw first.”
Just as Zou Shuai was about to retreat, there was a roar, and another purple crystal energy ball hit his head, hitting Zou Jie's God of Death chariot with great accuracy.
A purple mushroom cloud that he had just seen fifteen minutes ago rose into the sky. Zou Shuai watched his other son and the chariot melt into one, turning into a pool of red molten iron, with a blank look on his face.
"Second brother." Zou Shuai could hold back, but his other son Zou Zheng couldn't hold back anymore. He drove his chariot and rushed towards Xihe City crazily.
It wasn't until Zou Zheng rushed to 10,000 meters away from Xihe City that Zou Shuai came to his senses and shouted: "Zheng'er, come back."
Zou Zheng couldn't hear Zou Shuai's roar at all, because in front of Zou Zheng, a chariot that was about the same size as his own chariot stood in front of him and waved its mechanical arm towards him: "The Zou family's , you dare to challenge me."