MTL - Forty Millenniums of Cultivation-~ Enemies of Tekken (45) Traps

The city is drifting away.

The defeated soldiers gradually drove into the dark night.

By the time they left, they had destroyed all the ships on the dock that were too late to take away.

No chaser behind.

It is safe for the time being.

But such temporary security is like a gasp of pigs and sheep before they are slaughtered. It has no meaning at all.

The tense nerves of the fanatics gradually relaxed.

There is also more time to think about the reasons for failure.

Since they are the most die-hard fanatics, naturally they will not recognize the "true gods" they worship, rather than the "false gods" enshrined in the Boxing Temple.

Brother Luo Xinglong has led them in Qianyuan City for many years. He is also wise and mighty and will never make mistakes.

As for their own steadfast faith, there are no flaws. They are all good guys who are willing to smash their bones for the **** of machinery and steam.

Then there was only one reason for the explosion of the steam cannon and the failure of this violent incident.

More and more eyes full of doubt, vigilance and even hostility turned to Gus and Grey.

Fanatics covered with smoke, dust, and bloodstains, filled with neurotic distrust like wounded wolves, huddled in the dark, staring at the "Son Son" and "Virgin" under the lights, whispering and stealing Whisper.

"Hey, you say, are they really the" son "and" daughter "?"

"Can something be wrong?"

"If it's the" Son Son "and the" Daughter ", why didn't it show the slightest magic in today's battle, and even the steam cannon exploded?"

"That's not to say that they repelled all the boxers in Chijin Town in the old woods in the mountains. They also blasted the priests of the Boxing Shrine to the ground? Why didn't they even fire a shot at such a crucial moment today?"

"Awkward, it's awkward!"

"Do n’t be fake, it ’s a trick of trickery, or even a‘ snake out of the hole ’trick played in the Temple of Fist, deliberately sending two fake‘ sages ’and‘ sisters ’to come to steal our secrets and seduce us to get ahead of time?”

"It's ... possibly, very likely, I heard that the two of them are the priests of the Fist Temple, or the master of Luotian High Priest!"

Dangerous rumors, like poisonous snakes swimming in the dark.

The eyes of more and more fanatics flashed a beast-like light.

They may not really believe "supposedly", but their morale is low, full of confusion and panic, and the disabled soldiers who cannot see the direction are defeated, but they urgently need a place to vent.

Finally, someone couldn't hold his breath and stood up.

Someone took the lead, there were the second, the third and the tenth, and the fanatics were shaking like zombies, approaching Gus and Gree.

The two siblings also smelled the unknown smell in the air, and they couldn't help but panic.

Andrei, who was in charge of commanding the fleet, shouted on the mast, scolding the fanatics to retreat.

But he was just the commander of the squad that seized the dock, and there were not many henchmen who really convinced him.

Luo Xinglong died suddenly, and did not give the command of the entire Qianyuan City Steam Army to anyone. Now, there are still several leaders in the fleet that are similar to Andrei, and many of the defeated leaders have fallen. In the city, they are a group of soldiers with no heads, they are brave, they just want to vent their fear and anger, they do n’t want to obey anyone's orders.

Just as the overthrown gun fleet was overturned, it suddenly started, and suddenly there was a scream of sirens in front.

The head boat raised three scarlet lanterns-this is a signal of "enemy attack ahead"!

The frightened soldiers defeated the soldiers, narrowed their eyes and looked forward. They couldn't help but be astonished, as if they broke the celestial cover and poured a piercing ice water into it!

Although it is night.

The front is brightly lit.

I don't know when the river was full of torches with torches!

This walled city is based on dozens of big ships, and the big ships are locked with iron chains of thick arms, and wooden boards are erected on the top, and the outside of the wooden boards is covered with mud, which is full of sandbags. It is light and fireproof. Regardless of whether the oil or serial crossbow is going to break through this water walled city, I am afraid it is impossible.

Above the walled city, packed with soldiers, behind the shield as solid as a wall, there are countless dazzling arrows—although the boxing gods despise weapons, but against the demons who worship the mechanical demon and the steam demon, occasionally use bows and arrows to attack the poison with poison. But it couldn't be better.

The water walled city occupies the center of the big river, and the channels left on both sides are extremely narrow, and a large number of sandbags, iron chains and thick trunks are sunk, which is blocked tightly.

Hundreds of thousands of torches were lit on both sides of the river, and countless archers were arrogantly lined up in preparation for the killing.

Once the fleet is going to bypass the water walled city and walk on both sides of the river, there must be a large number of ships entangled with debris from the silted river, and become hedgehog-like targets.

Up and down the river, Ling Ling's intention of killing came at once, and the escape route that originally led to the South's hope was instantly transformed into a deadly trap leading to Yin Cao Difu.

"We're doing it!"

Andrea and the remnants finally reacted.

No wonder the high priest Luo Tian is not in a hurry to hunt them down.

It turned out that such an ambush had been set up on the river.

If, in Qianyuan City, they are core believers of mechanical and steam gods, they can still break through, escape to the old forest in the mountains, or disguise themselves and disperse into the folk, causing the screening and arrest of the boxing temple Great trouble.

So now, they are willingly gathered together, not to go to the village before the river, not to the shop after, there is no way to heaven, no door to the ground!

For a while, the whistle rang from the head boat to the tail boat, and the red lanterns of "ready to fight" hung on all the ships, but the mad believers under the red light, even if they still had the courage to fight, had completely lost Hope for victory.

"No hope, it's all over, we can't escape!"

"The high priest Luo Tian has done everything, we are done!"

"Oh God of Steam, why is it so, and why have you given revelation without giving us our last hope?"

Many zealots knelt on the ground, wailing and crying.

There are also some guys with red eyes, who continue to glare at Gus and Gree, and seem to want to rebuke them, their two fake "sons" and "daughters", leading everyone to such a desperate situation.

However, when a zealot really rushed to Gu Si's two siblings, he was kicked by Gu Si, who was always silent.

The young man did not know where the strength came from, and this foot made a sound of bone fracture in the chest of the other person, and he did not nearly drive the fanatic into the river.

Subsequently, in the inexplicable eyes of many fanatics staggered, Gus pulled out his "Kuroshio" triple-mounted heavy Vulcan gun from the basket behind him, little by little, inch by inch.