The King of Special Warfare

Vol 4 Chapter 179: : Burning Sky · String of Rainstorm

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Invincible?

Be invincible?

Unstoppable?

There is no word to describe the momentum of the Snow Dance Legion.

The fire burst on the mountainside, and dense bullets poured out like a heavy rain. In the three-nation coalition, no matter whether it was a fire or thunder, everyone was shooting without reservation.

The sky attack turned into a dazzling light and shadow.

Three thousand people are constantly decreasing, but the speed of the charge is getting faster and faster, like wild fires wantonly invading the front line, like a frenzy of frantic surging in the deep sea.

Attack like fire.

Like a thunder.

Break the sky.

This is no longer like a troop.

Like a knife, a sword, a killing intention.

pure.

Integral.

When Li Zonghu, who had been rushing in front of 3,000 people, stepped on the top of the mountain, and the scarlet star flag flew in his hands, the three-nation coalition forces standing in front of the square array began to retreat almost instinctively.

Thirty thousand to three thousand.

But the whole situation was completely reversed in an instant.

It's impossible to describe the situation on the mountain by defeat.

The most vivid description should be collapse.

The most complete crash.

The dense coalition could not see the marginal coalitions immediately when they contacted the Snow Dance Corps.

The sound of artillery fire seemed to freeze for a moment.

The boundless thunder and flames shot out from all corners of the battlefield, covering the entire battlefield, and the ice layer condensed and burst in all directions.

The setting sun is like blood.

Blood flowed into the river.

On the summit of the crossing between Oga and Ulan, a large swath of scarlet blood waves, corpses, stumps, skulls, and broken weapons condensed together. In the scene like Shura hell, the sunset gradually fell Under the sky, there seemed to be an everlasting thunder. Frost and flames flew in the storm of power at the same time, with blood and death, and turned into a cool and enthusiastic picture of war.

Less than five minutes.

A 30,000-strong coalition was torn directly from the front by the Snow Dance Corps.

Like wolves, like the devil.

But in the final analysis, this is the legion, the most elite combat corps that is completely dedicated to killing and fighting.

The 3,000 soldiers gathered together are exactly like a huge meat grinder. The meat grinder moves forward slowly, harvesting the life of the coalition as if it were harvesting crops.

ten minutes.

The coalition forces completely collapsed.

The last rays of the sun shone on the hillside, and the entire mountaintop had completely turned into blood, and in everyone's sight, the scarlet star flag of Zhongzhou was still dancing, unusually mad.

...

In the eyes that had begun to shake, the soldiers of the three Eastern European countries looked distorted.

Some people threw away their guns and fled wildly.

Some people cried pale.

Some people kneel down subconsciously and raised their hands.

Similarly, some people seem to have lost their rational and crazy shots, and in the end they jumped directly.

His body shook slightly, and the initial pain had passed, gradually becoming numb.

The fire in his hand could no longer condense.

Chest, belly, shoulders, more than ten bullets embedded in the body are getting colder and colder.

Body temperature is passing.

As life passed, he reached out and held the epaulets on his shoulders.

The epaulette, which represented the rank of Colonel Zhongzhou, was taken off with trembling and handed over to the most trusted subordinates around him.

The boundless darkness in front of me seemed to gradually erode, and the countless sounds in my ears became messy.

"Head!"

"Head!"

"Old Zhang!"

"Not allowed to pass."

"Observe discipline on the battlefield."

"Respect leader!"

Countless chaotic sounds seemed to be ringing in his ears, and then went away gradually, farther and farther from him.

The Border Guard Corps has the strictest battlefield discipline and rules.

The entire army is unit-based.

The five armies are divided into divisions.

Divisions are based on regiments.

Pushing down like this, it has been able to be specific to units at the class level.

On the battlefield, regardless of any combat establishment, when their immediate superiors are killed, they are not allowed to collect corpses. Only the epaulets and moving averages of the dead are allowed. After the officer's death, all subordinates must be immediately assigned to the establishment of the same level of combat institutions Fighting continues in China.

Don't hesitate, don't hesitate.

This is the battlefield of the Forbidden Legion. This is the war of the Forbidden Legion.

The Border Corps has only two words on the battlefield.

fighting.

Or sacrifice.

The alive will continue to fight.

The sacrifice will spread the flesh and blood on the battlefield, and only the epaulets will eventually return to the land.

Epaulettes leave the palm.

The colonel's sight was completely blurred.

When the darkness surrounded him, he remembered the golden epaulets that he had just worn on his shoulders, the wife and daughter at home, and Nakasu, the darkness became darker, but everything on the battlefield suddenly became clear.

The colonel laughed suddenly.

An extremely intense fire suddenly burned on him.

He closed his eyes and his body was completely tight. In the terrifying sight of the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces, his body flew over like a shell.

Power turned into a raging flame.

Then came the cruelest coverage.

There was no sound of explosion, but a fire with the last rays of life exploded suddenly, devouring everything in countless desperate screams.

The Frontier Corps is still moving forward, and no one even looks at it.

From beginning to end, they received only one command.

Rush!

The star flag ahead is still flying.

The Thunder Front Army of the former Frontier Corps, and the Thunder Division of the Snow Dance Corps, their world has no territory, no land, only the Star Banner.

Where the Star Banner flutters, without the Thunder Army's soldiers, there will inevitably be the body of the Thunder Army.

One of Zhongzhou's strongest elites fell down one after another.

The Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms began to fall piece by piece.

Thirty thousand people seem to have surrounded three thousand people.

But the whole scene looked like 30,000 people were completely crushed by 3,000 people. The entire battlefield became fragmented with the charge of the Snow Dance Corps. The torn army formations are becoming increasingly scattered.

At the forefront of the Snow Dance Corps, the flying star flag is about to completely break through the blockade of 30,000 coalition forces.

For coalition forces, this was an absolute shameless defeat.

But watching the Snow Dance Corps rush over, everyone felt relieved.

In the face of the real army soul, everyone seemed to realize the fact.

Dignity is far less important than living.

The Snow Dance Corps is about to break out of the coalition blockade.

Suddenly, the star flag in front of it slammed.

turn around.

Suddenly, the star flag, which was getting farther and farther, began to get closer.

Li Zonghu never rushed out of the army array completely, but approached the last side of the army array, he did not hesitate to change his direction, and rushed back again.

The morale of the entire Snow Dance Corps rose to the limit in an instant.

charge.

Charge back!

The army that had become incredibly disorganized was instantly cut through again.

Allied forces in the three Eastern European countries began to flee in horror.

The first deserters began to appear on the battlefield.

Deserters are increasing.

It's almost time to go.

At the end of the coalition, Li Zonghu never touched the headquarters, a dazzling thunder light suddenly covered over a hundred meters.

The master of Ulan State, who has always been hidden in the army, finally shot.

They were originally the power to lay the overall situation. The top leaders of the three countries hoped to use the ordinary army to consume the strength of the Snow Dance Corps, and eventually the masters would lay the victory.

But now the strength of the Snow Dance Corps has not been consumed too much, but the masters sitting on the border of the town are completely unable to sit still.

A hundred meters away, the dazzling and condensed thunder light spread rapidly in the air, directly taking the star flag in front of the Snow Dance Corps.

It was a Ulanan military lieutenant who shot. As a master who is close to half invincible, he can be sure that Li Zonghu is not his opponent. Now he has been preparing for a full-time shot, almost no less than ordinary Half-step invincible, as long as this strike killed Li Zonghu, it is definitely a huge frustration for the Snow Dance Corps.

Lightning spread like a dragon.

The figure of Lieutenant General Wulan passed into the sky, and came with the lightning.

He shook his fists slightly.

There is almost no less than a half-step invincible full-strength huge force surging, and Li Zonghu will be completely covered.

The world suddenly became extremely quiet for a moment.

The chaos of the battlefield seems to be gone.

The last rays of the setting sun remained tenaciously in the sky.

But all of a sudden, the sky seemed extremely dark.

The dark sky was glowing slightly, and the crackling sounds suppressed the fight on the battlefield.

The air was getting messy under the dark sky.

Hundreds of meters away.

Under a dark sky, the nine-day admiral of Zhongzhou pulled away the large and exaggerated giant bow.

Bow like a full moon!

The bowstring was pulled to the limit in an instant.

There was a thunder in his hands.

The thunder converged into an arrow.

Lieutenant Lieutenant Lieutenant General Wulan was close to half a step away from Li Zonghu within 20 meters.

But under the dark sky, these twenty meters looked like twenty miles.

"Kiel, run! Run away!"

A hissing sound suddenly sounded behind the lieutenant general.

An extremely condensed killing intention instantly locked the Lieutenant General.

The lieutenant looked up at the sky subconsciously.

The sky changed for a moment, and there was a strange blue in the darkness.

The lieutenant's pupil narrowed suddenly.

It's not night.

The darkness that enveloped Tianyu was a thunder that was extremely dense.

The absolute blues continually converged, eventually turning into the darkness of death.

The Lieutenant reluctantly turned around.

"Oh!"

The sound of bows and arrows off the string suddenly passed through the entire battlefield.

A faint blue arrow almost reached the front of the lieutenant as soon as the sound was heard.

The faint blue arrows passed by, the dark sky completely collapsed, and the thunder fell like a heavy rain, destroying everything.

This arrow shot at Lieutenant General Ulan.

But in a single shot, all Ulan coalition forces turned into powder.

There is no time to escape.

The faint blue arrow is like the same blue light.

The lieutenant's body had just moved for a moment, and the arrow had shot directly into his chest.

"boom!"

As if a bomb exploded in the battlefield.

The blue arrow passed through hundreds of meters of bows and arrows, smashing all the lieutenants of the Lieutenant General, and smashing his entire body directly into the air. The huge force wiped out his corpse and raged around him. Where Blu-ray passes, no matter the master or the soldier, they are shattered.

The whole battlefield became extremely silent for a moment.

The Three Kingdoms Army was slaughtered by the Snow Dance Corps.

None of the masters hiding behind dared to shoot.

That earth-shaking arrow represents too much.

Everyone thought of a legendary general in Zhongzhou.

With masters of bows, Zhongzhou seems to have only one.

Suzaku, one of the four spirits.

Admiral Nine Heavens, and the one in his hand that looks like a nightmare to the enemy ...

"This is the string of a rainstorm?"

Lin leisurely looked at the huge bow and arrow in his hand, his eyes were a little fiery.

The string of the rainstorm, which is one of the legendary four-spirit battle armors, is as famous as the blue dragon battle armor from Zhongzhou Qinglong Gongsun.

附加 Attached to the night is the world's top optical camouflage ability.

The biggest feature of this string of rainstorm is deformation and energy aggregation.

To some extent, this bow already has some prototypes of hot weapons.

He didn't say anything, his palms were slightly relaxed for a moment, and the huge bow and arrow in his hand began to twist, eventually entangled in his arm, spread all the way, and became a close-fitting and carefree color, clinging to him.

"It's your turn."

After hitting an arrow, watching Lin leisurely, his tone was calm: "Xuanwu will bring two groups of terracotta warriors behind you."

羿 Hold your hand forward.

On the hillside, the Snow Dance Corps was still struggling.

羿 refers to another direction that is confusing but temporarily unable to be affected by the Snow Dance Corps.

"I choose there."

Lin Youxian shook his head and pointed to the left side of the Three Nations Allied Forces: "In the middle, hand it over to the Snow Dance Corps, on the right hand to the Terracotta Army, and on the left hand to me."

"yourself?"

Xu and Li Xiangsheng frowned at the same time.

"enough."

Lin leisurely smiled.

The soft sword straightened in his hand.

He slowly moved forward, and his own breath began to change gradually.

His injuries from the first battle with Gu Xingyun have not recovered.

However, he broke through from the stable period of thunderstorm to the peak of thunderstorm, and his injuries have been completely suppressed.

One sword in hand.

Lin Youxian thought of the martial arts that Li Tianlan had told himself.

Such martial arts have no choice, no so-called path, no light and darkness, no real illusion.

Budo is Budo.

His martial arts are swords.

That's Kendo.

The simplest martial arts, the simplest kendo, and the hardest.

Invincible martial arts, invincible sword.

Such martial arts do not require roads and therefore do not require choice.

Therefore, Lin Youxian was completely determined when he broke through.

He doesn't need to choose anything.

He has his own kendo, so he still chooses sword twenty-four.

Lin leisurely figure came to the foot of the mountain.

Countless coalition forces appeared in his sight.

Lin narrowed his eyes and relaxed.

The mad sword intention spread suddenly around him.

The soft sword stretched across the grass.

Sword intention gradually turned into a storm.

He chose twenty-four swords.

After all, one day will become his own sword twenty-four.

Lin leisurely clenched the hilt of the sword, and the whole person suddenly spun.

A violent storm rose suddenly at the foot of the mountain.

Sword Eight Burning Sky.

Lin's leisurely body spun wildly, and rushed to the top of the mountain with a spinning sword light from the foot of the mountain.

The storm turned into a hurricane, with a huge whistling sound that rang throughout the battlefield, from top to bottom.

Lin leisurely figure has disappeared.

Jian Yi has disappeared.

There was only a crazy, almost completely out of control storm on the battlefield.

The storm passed by.

Boulders and grass rushed into the sky.

The entire mountain trembled violently under the storm. The mountain was completely torn by the storm, began to collapse, and was eventually swept into the storm.

The whole mountain seemed to fly completely under the sword.

This is just a sword.

But it is like a sword for eternity.

The storm formed by Jianguang tore the mountain peak and rushed into the crowd in the shaking of the ground.

Bloody rain!

Just as predicted before.

Charge of the Snow Dance Legion.

A stingy arrow.

His sword.

This battle is enough.

Ulan State August 7.

4.50 pm.

30,000 coalition forces of Ulan, Oga, and Ross met the 3,000 Snow Dance Corps at the border of Ulan.

5.25pm.

The 30,000 coalition forces completely lost their combat effectiveness and completely collapsed.

In half an hour, the 3,000 Snow Dance Corps went in and out three times in the 30,000 coalition square, completely dissolving the last trace of combat power of the coalition.

5.40pm.

The Snow Dance Legion officially entered the Ulan State and flew straight to Leiqi City.

And this time.

Twelve hours have elapsed since Li Tianlan set off a dramatic change in Leiqi City.

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(It was broken yesterday, and I issued a leave notice -.- Related to the work, and sure enough, many people do n’t see it there ... Changed a computer, I made the computer too late yesterday, and did n’t write. The law is gone, it is estimated that there will be a lot of typos lately ... and the end of the year ... there are many things, this leave ... I try to take as little leave as possible.

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