"Zizzi!"
Just when Xia Qiuye was counting down to finish shooting, a sizzling sound sounded, accompanied by the sound of electric current passing through.
Then he pointed the advanced weapon at the ghost-faced cavalry of Ye Fan and Temu Wuyue, and suddenly found that the weapon in his hand had lost its movement.
Not only was the muzzle unable to fire bullets, the safety also automatically closed, making it useless for them to pull the trigger desperately.
Seeing that no one fired, Xia Qiuye shouted again: "Shoot, kill them all!"
"Kakaka!"
The Ghostface Cavalry and the others pulled the trigger hard again, but found that it was as motionless as a fire stick.
Everyone was sweating profusely, but they still couldn't control the advanced weapons in their hands.
Xia Yanyang frowned and shouted: "What's going on? Didn't you hear what Madam said? Shoot them and kill them!"
All the subordinates responded with difficulty: "General Xia, cannot be recognized and cannot shoot!"
"How can it be?"
Xia Yanyang was stunned. This was Rui's most advanced weapon. Not only was it powerful, it could also automatically identify ourselves and the enemy.
These thermal weapons that have been fed their images will fire indiscriminately and will only hit the target, not themselves.
How could such a powerful weapon not be able to shoot?
Could it be that the information of Ye Fan and others was also entered into these weapons, allowing these weapons to regard Ye Fan and Temu Wuyue as their own?
Xia Yanyang did not believe in evil, so he grabbed a gun and pulled it at Ye Fan, but as his subordinates said, the trigger was locked and could not be pulled at all.
And the system displays an operation error.
Xia Yanyang's forehead was covered with sweat. If these weapons were not locked, they could kill everyone. Once locked, they would be nothing more than a piece of wood.
Seeing this, Xia Qiuye did not believe in evil, so he also grabbed a weapon and pulled it on Ye Fan and others.
Still can't identify the shot.
"how?"
Ye Fan said calmly: "Did you suddenly feel that your advanced thermal weapons are not as good as burning fire sticks?"
Xia Qiuye roared: "How could this happen? What kind of evil magic did you play?"
"Evil magic?"
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally: "What kind of magic is needed to deal with you? Just a system invasion."
"If you shoot randomly as soon as you show up, you probably still have a 20% chance of winning, but in the end you waste half an hour just to humiliate me."
"This gap is enough for me to scan your weapons and intrusions."
"I'm not afraid to tell you that the weapons you have in your hands now are not only unable to shoot at us, but may also be reversed and shoot at you."
Ye Fan reminded: "So you'd better put down your weapons, otherwise you will kill your own people."
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
Xia Qiuye was very angry when his final kick failed, and raised his new weapon again to shoot at Ye Fan.
As a result, just as Ye Fan said, it was still impossible to identify the bullet fired by the enemy.
Xia Yanyang and others are in the same situation.
"Ahhh!"
"I'll use this gun to kill you. Die!"
Xia Qiuye roared when she saw this, and pulled out an old-fashioned short gun. Shen Qiye had left her thoughts, and raised it to shoot Ye Fan.
But before she could pull the trigger, Temu Wuyue had already raised his hand, and the whip whipped her short gun away with a snap.
The huge force also made Xia Qiuye take several steps back.
"asshole!"
Xia Qiuye shouted sharply: "I can't use a gun, but I still have three thousand die-hard loyalists who can still kill you!"
"Ghost-faced Iron Cavalry, follow my orders and charge in full force!"
"Kill Ye Fan and Temu Wuyue to avenge Qiye!"
Xia Qiuye roared crazily: "Kill!"
The hatred for the destruction of the Shen family, the missing body of Shen Qiye, and the suffering he suffered in Rui Country made Xia Qiuye decide to fight to the end.
And tonight is her only chance. If she doesn't give it a try, she will never get such resources again.
"when!"
After hearing this, the three thousand ghost-faced cavalry threw away their hot weapons and pulled out the military daggers from their waists, preparing to fight Ye Fan and the others to the end.
At this moment, Temu Wuyue took a step forward and made a chopping gesture!
"hiss----"
As Temu Wuyue issued this command, the biting night wind seemed as heavy as a mountain at this moment.
Xia Yanyang and the Ghost Faced Cavalry subconsciously stopped attacking.
Xia Yanyang and the others smelled a dangerous aura!
Then, they saw the soldiers in golden armor raising their arms in a uniform manner, followed by the trembling sound of bowstrings.
Rays of golden light rushed toward him.
Oh shit!
Crossbow arrows!
Xia Yanyang roared: "Be careful!"
He waved his weapon to deflect arrows while signaling the police.
The crossbow arrows landed one after another without damaging Xia Yanyang's hair.
Although he was seriously injured, he was still able to withstand the crossbow arrows, and many of the ghost-faced cavalry around him also calmly withstood the attack.
But what made Xia Yanyang angry was that just as he was roaring to lead the charge, a strange sound rang out in the air again.
Then countless flying axes rotating like wheels occupied the sky above his vision.
The dazzling lights made these flying axes look like rapidly rotating golden disks, shining with a blurry and chilling light.
Dang Dang Dang!
A series of screams quickly erupted from the Ghost Faced Iron Cavalry camp.
Many people were either hit in the head or hit in the chest, with blood splattering and falling down.
Xia Yanyang fought with all his strength and knocked down six or seven axes. Although he saved his life, his injuries became more serious.
The tiger's mouth was also shattered.
King Liujue Ming and the old man in white robe, who were fully protecting Xia Qiuye, also clearly saw the metal gloves slowly falling apart under the impact of arrows and axes.
The sonorous and jumping sparks made Xia Qiuye's eyes burn and she couldn't help but take a step back.
There was another series of screams and screams around him, and the "puff" sound of a sharp weapon being inserted into the body kept ringing in the night sky.
The ghost-faced cavalry were like wheat, falling to the ground one after another, very tragically.
Xia Qiuye roared with grief and anger: "Ye Fan, Tiemu Wuyue, you must not die well! Kill, kill Ye Fan and the others!"
"when!"
When the last flying ax was shot down by Xia Yanyang, Xia Qiuye ordered the Ghost Faced Cavalry to charge in full force.
But before the words could even be finished, Xia Qiuye and Xia Yanyang saw another unbelievable scene.
The shields protecting Ye Fan and Tie Mu Wuyue dispersed instantly, and the three hundred golden-armored soldiers raised their heads like long bows, and then leaned forward suddenly.
The cold light of lightning cracked the night sky again.
Spear throwing!
This kind of distance, throwing a spear that contains all the strength of the whole body, makes the ghost-faced cavalry look desperate.
They subconsciously waved their weapons to block, which was as ridiculous as a mantis using its arms as a chariot.
After most of their strength was consumed by crossbows and throwing axes, many people were hit by spears and fell to the ground in an instant.
They stared at the sky with a pair of blood-red eyes as if they were receiving an electric shock!
flutter! A spear suddenly penetrated a man's heart and came out from his back.
The blood dyed the whole body red, and the sharp sharp tip reflected the faint light with a cruel beauty.
Xia Yanyanglang was so angry that he brandished his dagger and knocked down several spears.
But his strength was completely exhausted.
Whoosh whoosh!
At this moment, three more spears flew towards Xia Yanyang.
Xia Yanyang wanted to stop them but had no strength left. He could only watch them shoot at him.
When his life was hanging by a thread, Xia Yanyang reached out to hold the watch and gritted his teeth to push it down.
"when!"
There was a loud noise, and the old man in white robe stood in front of Xia Yanyang and tried his best to beat him out.
After a series of sounds, all three spears fell to the ground, and the old man in white robe also took a step back, blood coming from his mouth and nose.
Xia Yanyang was extremely grateful: "Thank you..."
"puff!"
Before he finished speaking, a spear flashed forward and pierced the heart of the white-robed old man.
"ah!"
The old man in white robe screamed and fell straight to the ground.
She looked at the gun body on her body with great sadness and anger, and was very unwilling to accept it. It seemed that she could not accept her result.
But before he could roar anything, another spear flew over and pierced his throat like a poisonous snake.
The old man in white robe's vitality was suddenly extinguished!
Xia Yanyang roared: "No——"
Temu Wuyue showed no expression at all, and gently waved his hand again: "Kill!"
Four teams of soldiers in golden armor immediately came out with their guns drawn, crisscrossing through the garden like long snakes.
As they faced each other back and forth and the spears flashed ruthlessly, the remaining enemies were once again strangled and fell to the ground.
The ghost-faced cavalry who did not die immediately was quickly shot by arrows from above.
In the blink of an eye, all three thousand ghost-faced cavalry were killed.
Surrounded by glittering golden soldiers, only One Hundred and Eight, Xia Yanyang, King Liujue Ming and Xia Qiuye remained.
Temu Wuyue pushed Ye Fan up: "Kneel down! Or die!"
