Monarch of Evernight

Chapter 772 should be hers.

These Ironclad warriors did not have any valuable loot on them or even any personal belongings, so they did not look at the bodies for a thousand nights and immediately flashed into the ruins next to them and disappeared.

At this moment, the city is lit with gunfire. After all the Ironclad warriors stormed into the city, the other side's floating boat finally moved and threw tens of thousands of troops under the city, killing them hard into Lingang City.

However, the situation has not changed since the empire entered the battlefield with a force sufficient to determine the battlefield, but rather has become glued. There are still a large number of civilians in Lingang City, but when weapons are distributed, all civilians become fighters and qualified fighters. They had no better way of dealing with Ironclad warriors, but the ordinary troops who were later on the battlefield were in their arms.

The night was like a ghost, wandering around the city, harvesting the lives of Ironclad warriors. In this complex environment, the method of warfare that strikes the lower abdomen for thousands of nights is almost inexplicable, and the Ironclad samurai continue to fall.

After blowing down an Ironclad warrior, it was customary to pick up ammunition at night. But when you reach out, it's empty. Only then did he realize that the fifty bullets the old man had left before he left had been emptied. The ammunition draws on some of the characteristics of gunpowder weapons, is powder driven, and injures enemies by force. The advantage of doing so is that the force consumed disproportionately less when shooting, but not less. Otherwise, the current force of a thousand nights cannot afford the consumption of fifty shots in a class 7 gun.

Sighing for a thousand nights, he took the hot force gun into Anduya's space, pulled it out of Dongyue and continued his search for Ironclad Warrior.

There are too many Ironclad warriors in the city, and there are only seven or eight within a thousand nights perception. Thousands of nights walked forward, ran through two walls in a row, appeared just behind an Ironclad samurai, then carried Dongyue, a sword crossed, immediately cut off the two back legs of the Ironclad samurai.

The Ironclad warrior roared loudly and dragged his body against his front leg, turning to look for a thousand nights. A thousand nights of shaking one's head, such enemies are so difficult, apart from the abdomen, there do not seem to be any weaknesses, wherever injuries can still be fought, life is stubborn has become abnormal.

A thousand nights later, Dongyue slashed the Ironclad samurai's waist, which killed him completely.

At this time, he remembered the many Ironclad warriors who had been crushed once by his own realm. His heart moved and appeared next to an Ironclad warrior. For a moment, he circled around and cut off all four of his elephant legs. The Ironclad samurai fell, no matter how he howled, he could not move a penny. Blood soon became a beach beneath him, and it didn't seem to last long.

With practical methods of warfare, the wind swims through the night, Dongyue past, an Ironclad warrior fell and struggled in vain.

In a moment, dozens of Ironclad warriors fell in front of thousands of nights. To date, at least a hundred Ironclad warriors have died as a result of thousands of nights.

Thousand Nights does not intend to stop there and follow the other Ironclad samurai around the corner. He was just about to slash his leg, and suddenly he had an alarm, rolling over to the side and flashing to the side.

On the other end of Long Street, stands a strange young girl. She was heavily armored and had auxiliary force devices at her joints, behind her was a huge metal backpack that discharged the group steam from time to time.

She was born with an amazingly large multi-barrel artillery gun in her hand, and the strange look revealed it to be a special model. Artillery guns of this size are often mounted on floating boats to suppress the ground and can even be used directly in air warfare. But now it's being held by a teenage girl, pointed at the Ironclad Warrior, and the cannon starts spinning fast.

A thousand nights of dark screaming was bad, her body slightly pushed through the wall and hid in the house. Sure enough, the artillery began to howl, and the lane of fire crossed the long street, smacking heavily on the Ironclad samurai, spectacular. Ironclad samurai could not stand the shelling of large-calibre artillery cannons, and were bombarded with rear legs.

Perhaps in its limited wisdom, it has no idea what it means to retreat, to step on the ground, and to rush against the flames. Exactly. Let it eat the power of the artillery. The girl's shooting skills were superb, and the fire currents were almost integrated, all bombarded by the Ironclad Warrior, and none of them misfired.

After 10 seconds of bombardment, the Ironclad samurai's chest armor helmet was all blown up and couldn't even roar before he died, so he fell on his back.

The artillery cannon stopped howling. There was a shout of cheer on Long Street, and someone shouted: "Eighth! Miss Aoyagi, Weiwu! ”

And there was a cry in the direction of hiding for a thousand nights: "There's no need to hide, my friend! The monster has been killed. Come with us and protect Miss Aoyagi to kill the ninth monster. ”

“Yeah, you can't do anything by yourself.” Someone should make peace.

He couldn't stop crying. He was just converging and had no invisibility. Ironclad warriors had a very limited perspective anyway. But I didn't expect the other person to be so clumsy that someone happened to see him.

Just protect that blue moon to hunt down the Ironclad Warrior?

In fact, time has not passed since the beginning of the war. Being able to kill a nine-headed Ironclad samurai is a pretty amazing speed. But the Ironclad samurai who died under Thousand Nights' hands, don't say nine heads, I'm afraid there are one hundred and nine. If we follow Qingyue, then Lingang City will probably really be unable to protect it.

Thousand Nights is not ready to show up, anyway, thanks to these guys can't find themselves either. If anyone can find it, they won't dare to act alone. If these guys had the guts, they would have gone to the Ironclad Warrior by themselves. Why do they have to ‘protect' the Green Moon here?

At this moment, a crowd shouted and another Ironclad warrior rushed out.

Qingyue's face is also a little ugly. The artillery cannon tube in her hand is hot. I'm afraid if she can't hit a hundred rounds, she will overheat the shutdown. But without three or four hundred rounds, we can't kill Ironclad. It seems that only these mercenary adventurers who follow them can stop the opponent and buy some time.

To see the eyes of the blue moon, the dozen people instead of moving forward, retreated. No one is willing to fight such a long, fearless and painless opponent.

At this point, a green light broke through the long sky and bombarded the back of the Ironclad Warrior's neck. The head of the Ironclad samurai flies high!

Clear and bright gunfire came from afar.

Ironclad samurai's headless body swayed, and he didn't continue struggling, so he fell down and stopped moving. Looking at the body of the Ironclad Warrior, everyone was in a bit of a trance. The Ironclad Warrior, who took so long to kill, was shot?

Did Sudin do it? Someone with a little common sense knows it's impossible. But if it weren't for God, who could have shot the Ironclad so easily?

When the crowd looked in the direction of the gunshots, there was no one there, and the shooter was nowhere to go.

Qingyue was looking in that direction, and she bit herself in the teeth, “Damn, if I wasn't in this damn place, how could I be this ugly?” Her voice was extremely light and she was in a noisy battlefield, and no one heard her.

Thousand nights were also a shock, then stared at the back of the Ironclad Warrior's neck and thought to himself: “So this is where the blossoms are! ”

Speaking of which, he also broke up several Ironclad samurai carefully, but the hard part is that he didn't find the point of this thing. Which organs look strange, how do you know which is more important? In the last thousand nights, there was no way to attack the belly and cut the legs.

But after using both methods, the Ironclad Samurai will have to struggle to die for a while. How can it compare to the mystery shooter shooting, simply landing and killing one?

There's enough detail to see a lot of things. When that shot came, even a thousand nights just saw a blurred figure that could tell it was a woman. Without waiting for him to take a closer look, the figure has disappeared. Snipers of this technology have outgrown Aiden.

Luckily she's on her side.

Thousands of nights mentioned Dongyue, came out of the house, perceived the distribution of Ironclad warriors around him, immediately chose to turn his back on his head, and rushed straight to the past.

After breaking through three walls, he rushed into the street for a thousand nights, hoping to see the Ironclad samurai just pass in front of him, his big ass facing himself. But the night did not start immediately, but looked to the other side of Long Street.

Qingyue rushed out of the corner of the street, a sudden moment, slide out of the ground for a few meters to steadily stop. When she stopped, the artillery gun was pointing right at this Ironclad warrior, and the gunpoint began to spin. She also saw the thousand nights, surprised, immediately with a harsh eye to show the thousand nights away.

The prey is right in front of you. Where would you put it? When the artillery cannon tube in her hand accelerated to the point where it could be fired, she cut off the four legs of the Ironclad Warrior and stretched out. As for whether or not Qingyue is willing to target a severely disabled goal, it is no longer a matter of concern for a thousand nights.

At this moment, Dongyue has risen, the force is in turmoil, everything is ready, one sword has been swept out, you must call the Ironclad Warrior two less legs at a thousand nights.

However, the mutation occurs, and a smudge of blue light shines in the afterlight of the thousand night angles! This green light is so familiar, let the blood nucleus jump wildly at night!

A sniper bomb came from outside the sky, hitting the back of the Ironclad warrior's neck, and a head wearing an iron helmet took off high.

Thousands of nights couldn't hold up, Dongyue still waved, severing the back leg of the Ironclad Warrior. But this is no longer useful, and it can be said that the Ironclad warrior died at the moment the sniper left the chamber.

Turning his head for a thousand nights, he looked in the direction of the sniper bomb, but saw only a flickering shadow. After one shot, she turned around and didn't even look at the results.

Seeing her go far behind her back, she let go of her faint heart for a thousand nights, leaping up and jumping into the separated streets.

Only then will the artillery cannon in the hands of Aoyagi reach the speed at which it can be fired. This usually doesn't seem like a long time, but two waves of opponents have played a game of hunting in front of her.

The point is, the prey was hers, it was supposed to be hers.