When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

After guessing the purpose of the liberator, his eyes turned cold, and he immediately commanded the three rows of warriors on standby to raise their steam guns and aim the guns at the trains who were still getting off the train on the high rails not far away. liberator.

Before the liberators could finish lining up, the samurai in white uniform followed Yong Ye's instructions with anger towards the group of liberators, and pulled the trigger first to shoot them.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! ------boom!

The screams on the top were superimposed with the sound of bullets in an instant, and the liberators, who were all wearing goggles, were shot unexpectedly. They were caught off guard by a hail of bullets, and those who got out of the car died instantly. Halfway through, the rest ran back into the car in a panic.

Originally, according to the expectations of Karakata, these samurai should have hesitated, and then they took the opportunity to line up and shoot each other condescendingly. Who knew that the opponent did not play cards according to the routine.

Suffering a dull loss but temporarily having no way to retaliate, Karakata had no choice but to leave here and let the vehicle continue to drive forward.

"What idiots, you even lined up in front of me, do you really think that anyone cares that you are heroes?"

Glancing coldly at the armored train that was gradually going away, Yong Ye mocked the opponent's stupid behavior, and then turned his gaze to the direction of the city gate again.

Although there is no way for Nak City now, after all, it is impossible for him to leave the team now and climb the high rail along the shelf, but he knows that after he regains the city gate and blows up the suspension bridge, it will be a breeze to capture Nak City That's all.

Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Although Yong Ye doesn't like to wait for ten years, he can still afford to wait for a moment.

In this way, the queue of warriors once again began to attack in three rows and three rows alternately.

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Not long after, as the battle line continued to advance, even though Yong Ye killed thirty-eight stealers one by one, and paid the price of the lives of one hundred and seventy-three warriors, the blasting rod was destroyed. Pulled up, the metal suspension bridge of the lost city gate was blown into several sections by the pre-buried explosives with a loud bang.

"Oh oh oh~!?"

"Success! We succeeded!! We successfully expelled Kabane!? Success!?"

"The six roots are pure! The six roots are pure! The six roots are pure! The six roots are pure!?"

"Long live the Juggernaut!! Long live the Juggernaut!! Long live the Juggernaut!! Long live the Juggernaut!?"

After the explosion, cheers resounded through the sky in an instant.

A large group of warriors cheered, shouted Liugen Qingjing, and shouted Yong Ye's name, obviously regarding Yong Ye as the hero who saved the city.

"Master! As expected of a sword master! I can't help leading this group of people across the wilderness, and actually led us to regain the city gate, curb the invasion of Kabane, and save the fortress that was about to be abandoned!"

"...Actually, most of them depend on you to kill so many Kabane. It's just me, it's impossible to deal with so many."

"No, no, no! Master, you are wrong. Without you, those difficult stealers are enough to defeat us, and it is impossible for us to persist in expelling Kabane."

The recovery of the city gate made Ban Heng very emotional. This kind of behavior to save the city was the first time in ten years, except for the continuous victories in the early days when Tianniao Mima led an army of 400,000 to attack Kabane. A large number of Kabane poured into the city gate, but the samurai did not escape but rose up to resist and drove Kabane out.

Even the Karakata, they were able to destroy the Kabane scattered outside the car, but for some reason they never saved the castle.

Ban Heng's dark face was excited by this feat at this time, and his attitude towards Yong Ye was even more respectful, even admiring. After all, more than 30 pirates appeared in batches, but even so If he can kill them all, this ability is absolutely worthy of the title of Sword Master.

At least in Ban Heng's view, more than 30 stealers have been eliminated, and they can even win four-on-one battles with stealers at the same time, and there are no scratches. name.

"My lord! You are worthy of being my lord!"

Thinking of the previous battle, Ban Heng once again spoke out in admiration for no reason.

However... the crowd hadn't been happy for long, and Yong Ye hadn't had time to let the warriors on the city wall use cannons to bombard the thick-skinned and thick-skinned armored trains that couldn't be touched by steam guns to conquer the city.

Then in the city of Ke on the elevated track in the city, Mima Tianniao dropped something, or...a person?

"That's it?? The woman who follows Tianniao Mima every day... Mie?"

According to his excellent eyesight and good dynamic vision, Yong Ye noticed that the figure thrown down was none other than Kabaneri, Mie, of the Kafangzhong.

Infighting? Or an accidental death?

Doubts have yet to find answers.

A large number of silver tentacles protruded from the surroundings of the figure, which looked like the tentacles of the fusion group that Yong Ye cut off in the carriage of the Iron Fortress when Yong Ye was injured.

No... It's not just the appearance, the tentacles are indeed exactly the same as the fusion group back then, because those tentacles grabbed a large number of corpses on the ground and gathered them on themselves under Yong Ye's astonished sight.

"...Damn it, the Karakatas actually have the ability to create fusion groups."

Looking at the artificial fusion group, Yong Ye couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

Although he knew that the Karakata must have studied Kabane, it was completely unscientific to artificially create a fusion group that could grow many tentacles and gather corpses like metaphysics, which was completely beyond his expectations.

"That thing is dangerous! Anyone who can shoot will immediately follow me to the city wall!"

"Ah, yes!"

After saying hello, Yong Ye left his honorary disciple behind, and quickly climbed up the city wall along the steps beside him.

"Hurry up! Fill! Turn heads and do it together!! If it's too slow we'll all have to fuse with the damn thing together!"

On the towering city wall, Yong Ye, who didn't know how to use artillery, just watched the growing fusion group while urging the warriors to aim the muzzles of the four nearby artillery at the fusion group in the city.

The warriors hurriedly nodded yes, and quickly stuffed the shells into the muzzle.

At this moment, Yong Ye, who was urging the samurai, happened to be able to see a conspicuous pink on the top of Kecheng on the elevated railway track in the distance.

Amaya Mima was alone on the roof of the car, letting the evening wind blow her pink hair like a self-admired, looking up at the starry sky at a forty-five-degree angle, looking at the distant sky with a melancholy expression. The sky whispered softly.

"Liberate everything, whether it's the land, the people, or the... fear, annihilation, destroying the gates."

"...Is that so? If death is liberation, then let me liberate you first, let you climb high places alone every day, and send you to hell today!"

Relying on his lips, he roughly analyzed Tianniao Mima's words, and Yong Ye, who could not fire a cannon, but could shoot, thought of the girl who asked him for help earlier.

Immediately, the face that was not as handsome as Amazono Mima showed a fierceness that was completely opposite to the melancholy of Amazono Mima, snatched the steam gun from the samurai beside him, and pointed it at the pretentious still fighting with four A man looking up at the sky at a fifteen-degree angle.

Chapter 67: Poor marksmanship or too much wind

"Remember not to stand so high in your next life! Idiot!!"

Boom! ? Bang! ? Bang! ? Bang! ?

The sound of gunfire and four shots of shelling were mixed together, and the bullets whose sound was masked flew out, hitting the crotch of the man who was looking up at the sky with pride.

"Goo...uh...uh?——uhhhhhhhh?"

After the first scream, Mima Tennori lowered her head and saw the crotch that had been beaten into open crotch pants, and immediately let out a more screaming cry, even worse than the cry of a slaughtered pig, completely lacking the usual elegance and calmness , Even the superficial skills were shattered at once, and there was nothing that could not be pretended at all.

"Uh... this is... an accident, right?"

Watching in embarrassment in the distance and kneeling on the ground clutching his bloody crotch, he has turned into a hoarse and roaring celestial bird, Yong Ye felt a chill in his lower body, and didn't know how to feel better .

Although the result is very good, very insulting in nature, the effect is obvious and quite depressing, but the problem is... is he aiming at the heart?