The explosion of the thunder bomb almost created a vacuum zone in the middle of the forest. Tall trees were uprooted or tilted here and there, but what made people feel even more miserable were the bandits who were covered by the explosion.

There were at least a hundred bandits there before, but now they have become mutilated corpses. The blood is mixed with the soil, soaked with scarlet internal organs, hanging on the branches, everywhere, that

The scene is simply reminiscent of the legendary Abi Hell, or the Eighteenth Level of Hell.

Seeing the tragic scene in the distance, even Ma Yueying, who had lost some of her delicate feelings due to the psychedelic drugs, couldn't help but retched. However, she endured the disgusting feeling and began to search for that person in her heart.

her goal.

King Xin Zhao Zhen began to recalculate the comparison between ourselves and the enemy.

In fact, the number of bandit soldiers that Sun Zheng brought out yesterday was the largest, at least over 400. King Xin Zhao Zhen suspected that if it were not for search needs, this arrogant bandit would not be willing to separate one of his men to Wang Shanyue and the Great Sage King.

High-level believers, anyway, they also have Mingjiao Great Saint King followers or Jin Ren swordsmen and Mongolian masters under them. It is completely enough for them to protect themselves, of course, the premise is that they really think that Xin Wang Zhao Zhen only has more than a dozen high-level martial arts guards around him.

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Then add in Wang Shanyue's people, the Jin people and the Mongols, then the total number of enemies they have to face is at least 700, which is really not a small number. Even if they kill 10% in one go, it will still be a little more

, but the rest is not so easy to handle.

There must be another concentrated kill, and Xin Wang Zhao Zhen understood that it would be his own time to appear. He immediately gave a signal to the captain of the special team No. 1 and Ma Yueying, asking them to prepare to kill with him.

"No. 1." Xin Wang Zhao Zhen made a gesture to No. 1, the captain of the Xin Wang Army's special force next to him.

Captain No. 1 of the King Xin Army's special force held up his gray silver helmet with both hands, put it on firmly, then turned on his horse, put down the mask covering the upper half of his face with one hand, and immediately said: "My subordinate is here -!" He held his hand

The tip of the tight silver spear stretched toward the sky. A killing momentum burst out from the captain of the special forces team in an instant.

Captain No. 1 of the King's Special Forces was originally the only surviving orphan who had his family destroyed by the Jin soldiers.

He still remembered the scene when his parents were killed by the Jin people in order to cover him and his brother's escape, and also the scene when his brother and he escaped into the river, and the brother was "shot" to death by the Jin people.

To this day, he still remembers the audition for the Boy Scouts when he joined the King of Xin Army who killed the Golden Dog. His physical fitness was very good, otherwise how could he have escaped under the iron heel of the Golden Man? So he was selected. Later, he was in the King of Xin Zhao Zhen

Under his personal guidance, he became an outstanding military officer. Later, due to his bravery on the battlefield, he killed the enemy who harmed his family, that is, a leader of the Jin Army, and was promoted to the special force of the King of Xin Army.

Soldier. Moreover, because of his superb killing skills, he became the captain of the special forces team code-named No. 1.

Now, being able to proudly fight for His Highness King Xin himself, how could he not have high morale? As if feeling his master's fighting spirit, the No. 1 war horse of the captain of King Xin's special forces stamped his steps, and his horse was also covered in armor. That kind of silver grey.

The "colored" chainmail armor is finely and complexly made, yet it has incredible protection against slashing and puncture damage. It is covered with a snow-white shirt, and the national emblem of the Warrior Empire Lily is painted on the shirt. 1

The same goes for the No. 1, wearing non-reflective gray armor, a thick breastplate, a battle skirt with fish scales on three sides, and tiger-headed iron combat boots, making him look like a tiger and a tiger.

"Come on!" King Xin Zhao Zhen said. Captain No. 1 of King Xin's special force nodded, and the horses began to accelerate as he sat down. One person and one rider trotted all the way, bypassing the trees, passing through the gate of the village, and appeared on an open road.

"Xinwang's cavalry!" Wang Shanyue, who was far behind the bandit, narrowed his eyes. He turned around and grabbed the bandit king by the collar and roared: "You bastard, what do your people do to eat?"

Yes! Those are the cavalry soldiers of the King of Xin Army! The cavalry soldiers of the King of Xin Army who beat the shit out of all the cavalry of the Jin Army that dominate the world! How did you provoke them out!"

The bandit king was also startled. He was here to attack his master, but he was cautious at first, secretly informing Wang Shanyue, for fear that those legendary people who dared to shout at the direction of hundreds of thousands of Jin Army legions were

The warriors of King Xin's army, who had formed a charge, came to kill him one day.

But as the days went by, Wang Shanyue's conditions became better and better, and more and more money was given to him. As a result, he increased his family wealth. This is why Xin Wang Zhao Zhen gained a lot by attacking the village and seized a lot of money.

reason

Seeing the regular cavalry of King Xin's Army, he took a breath of cold air, and then Wang Shanyue grabbed his collar and shouted: "Asshole! You didn't even know that the cavalry of King Xin's Army was coming. Are all your spies and sentries idiots?"

?Eh! Why is there only one cavalry? King Xin Zhao Zhen is also here, look over there!"

Wang Shanyue turned around and saw King Xin Zhao Zhen and Ma Yueying appearing one on the left and one on the right. They separated behind Knight No. 1, captain of the King Xin Army's special force. After the two separated, they paused for a moment and then shot into the battlefield in the blink of an eye. They were so fast.

It was almost impossible to catch them with the naked eye. When Wang Shanyue locked onto them again, a silver long sword and a cyan halberd had already picked up the heads of two bandits flying up.

"Damn it..." Wang Shanyue left the bandit king behind. His eyes were so vicious that he could tell at a glance that Captain No. 1 of King Xin's special force team and Ma Yueying were even better than him, and that King Xin Zhao Zhen was not someone to be trifled with.

Although he didn't know where these powerful enemies came from, he recognized the girl in red clothes with light armor and a ponytail. It was Ma Yueying who he killed with his own hands that night, although later the high-ranking disciples of the Great Sage King

They used strange medicine to forcibly revive her, but shouldn't this woman have turned into a doll under their control?

But at this moment Wang Shanyue exhaled and calmed down. At least he had determined that the high-ranking member of the Mingjiao Great Sage King, who had failed to achieve anything but failed more than failed, was probably in danger. Only uncertain things are worth fearing, and seeing the enemy

After understanding his true strength, it is no longer so scary.

"Leave it to me to deal with it. You'd better take back your lair before I solve the problem." He glanced coldly at the bandit leader next to him, then took off a pair of black steel gloves and put them on.

The thief leader stood aside and did not dare to answer. He knew that Wang Shanyue was on the verge of bursting into anger at this time. If he was not careful, it might really kill him. He usually dared to confront the opponent head-on, but he was not willing to do so at this time.

Get into trouble with him.

But when he saw Wang Shanyue turning around and wanting to leave, he stammered and asked: That knight seems to be a general of King Xin's army, who will deal with it?" Special Forces Time Travel: The Prince of the Song Dynasty 216

"Handle it yourself." Wang Shanyue snorted without looking back. If there were really many soldiers from the King's Army, there would be no need for him to wade into this muddy water. Although the Great Sage Throne has hundreds of thousands of soldiers, as a

The huge Mingjiao organization, coupled with the alliance between Jin and Qi, may not necessarily be afraid of King Xin's army.

What's more, the opponent's main force is still in places such as Hebei and Henan, and water from afar cannot quench their thirst. But after all, they are the strongest warriors of the legendary and powerful Xinwang Army, and no one is willing to touch their bad luck.

This stupid bandit is just a guy who can be abandoned at any time. In fact, rather than the trouble of Sun Zhengxian's inaccurate information, he is more worried about how to go back and explain to Yang Yao the sacrifice of a high-ranking cultist.

Compared with these brainless bandits, the high-ranking followers of the Mingjiao Great Sage King have a much higher status in the heart of the Mingjiao Great Sage King Yang Yao. Although the high-level followers of the Mingjiao Great Sage King are only one of the twelve guardians, they are also Yang Yao.

The most favored one among Yao's subordinates is that he is extraordinary.

The deaths of the hundred or so masters of the Great Saint King can still be covered up. After all, the action this time was quite big, and the task even involved a prince of the Song Dynasty. But the loss of high-level believers, as a person,

The Jin Kingdom's special commissioner died in his own hands. It was really hard to explain to the Great Sage King Yang Yao. Wang Shanyue had a headache when he thought about it.

He raised his head and fixed his cold eyes on Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, No. 1 and Ma Yueying. In his opinion, the only way to win now was to kill Xin Wang Zhao Zhen first. If that didn't work, just take it one step at a time.

"Drive these bandits away from the central battlefield!" King Xin Zhao Zhen chopped down a bandit warrior facing him with one sword, then turned around and loudly ordered Ma Yueying beside him.

The woman in red nodded, turned around with a flick of her straight ponytail, swung the halberd back in her hand, and swept out a bow-shaped light. The bandits immediately retreated, and those who retreated a little slower immediately

It became two halves or disconnected, and then blood splattered everywhere.

"Well done!" King Xin Zhao Zhen praised without hesitation.

Although the bandits have little fighting power, they can't stand up to their large numbers. His own bodyguards and special forces have a total of more than 40 warriors with high martial arts skills, and there are more than 30 warriors who have taken refuge with him. Their martial arts are considered to be comparable to those of the average Mingjiao guardian group in the middle and upper reaches.

Soldiers. But there are five to six hundred bandits here, not counting the more than one hundred Mongolian, Jin and Mingjiao warriors sitting down in Wang Shanyue. If you swarm them, you can imagine the consequences.

Therefore, he must try his best to reduce the bandits' attack surface, infinitely reduce the opponent's numerical advantage, and increase his own advantage in personal strength.

The method is very simple, that is, the leading soldiers attract the opponent's attention, and the soldiers attack from the outside. At this time, he, No. 1, and Ma Yueying firmly guard the center of the battlefield.

His compliment made Ma Yueying respond overly sensitively. She turned around and looked at him doubtfully and said, "Why did you praise me?" The girl in red asked again, "Do you want to please me?"

"Huh - you did a good job indeed, do you need any other reasons?" Xinwang Zhao Zhen grabbed the spear that a bandit was stabbing at and chopped him down with a backhand sword. He almost choked at Ma Yueying's words and quickly explained.

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Ma Yueying glanced at him, and then turned back. She used to fight for Xiao Shanhe's Mingjiao Guardian Group. She had no relatives, and everyone in the group was her relatives. She wanted to protect her home, but now her home is gone.

It's gone, and all that's left is hatred.

She always likes to do more and talk less, and is a somewhat taciturn girl. She only knows that what she does is what she should do. She seems to have never been praised.

Because everyone's eyes were on He Zizai, the protector, everyone else. Even her. No matter what, He Zizai was the strongest young man in the protector group.

However, King Xin Zhao Zhen's thoughts are different from hers. He doesn't like to think about things that are too complicated. He only knows that Ma Yueying now has master-level strength, and that the Mingjiao Guardian Group she once had a foothold in no longer exists.

Since there is an opportunity, it would be a fool not to take the opportunity to win the other party into his camp. He has his own bottom line on certain things, but he is not a pedantic person.

And coincidentally, his subordinates Ma Yueying, No. 1, and even himself all have powerful means. Therefore, although the three of them are small in number, their combined lethality on the battlefield is terrifying.

Ma Yueying's skills are all integrated with the weapon of the war halberd to kill surrounding enemies. As the captain of the Xinwang Army's special force, No. 1, holding a spear and galloping on horseback, is simply a mobile tank.

And King Xin Zhao Zhen himself is even more perverted, and his martial arts skills are so strong that it is impossible to detect. Every move he makes can easily kill a person. Special Forces Time Travel: The Prince of the Song Dynasty 216

He raised his head and looked around, but did not find the target person. King Xin Zhao Zhen was secretly speculating whether the other party had any conspiracy? However, this question was quickly answered.

Just as he and Ma Yueying were repelling the fifth wave of bandits, they suddenly heard No. 1 shouting to them from the left wing: "Be careful!

A strong wind hit from the side and behind. After making a circle fifty steps away, a group of bandit crossbowmen who had just been dispersed fired arrows. King Xin Zhao Zhen and Ma Yueying quickly picked up the arrows.

, retreat immediately.

At this time, many bandit warriors followed and tried to surround the girl. King Xin Zhao Zhen killed too many people, and everyone still saw that Ma Yueying was a girl who was easy to bully.

When No. 1 turned around, she discovered the situation. She immediately alerted the two of them, raised her hooves on her horse, raised her spear at the same time, and stabbed forward with the momentum of her fall.

Captain No. 1 of the Xinwang Army's special force shouted loudly, and the tip of his spear thrust forward in an instant. The bandits who were close to him were stabbed to death immediately. Those who were further away were swept away by the spear like falling leaves with unparalleled force.

Captain No. 1 Gao of the Xinwang Army Special Forces Team

Lifting the spear forward, an invisible road suddenly opened in front of her. Blood was flying. The spear swept past. The bandits blocking the front fell to the ground one after another. The figure who attacked Xin Wang Zhao Zhen also instantly attacked.

Then flash away.

Xin Wang Zhao Zhen saw the deep scratches on the ground and curled up his lips slightly. This was a skill he taught No. 1. Only then did he have time to look at his opponent. In fact, he knew it without looking at it.

Who is the tall enemy on the opposite side?

The two-meter-tall Mongolian leader was eventually injured. His long left hand held his right arm, and blood was constantly seeping out from the wound below.

He only made a rough estimate and could give the opponent a human shield rating. After receiving such a powerful blow, he was still fine.

King Xin Zhao Zhen smiled slightly and understood that it was probably his time to act. To deal with this Mongolian leader who helped the evil, he must have killed himself to relieve what he only hated. If it weren't for the support of these people, he would have recovered.

How could the country be so difficult?
To be continued...