MTL - Forty Millenniums of Cultivation-~ The enemy of Tekken (39) Fire Dragon

Luo Xinglong also tied a black cloth on his forehead and handed two black cloths to Gus and Gree.

Many believers looked at the two brothers and sisters.

The two sisters looked at each other and picked up the black cloth and tied it to their foreheads.

The underground space is a jubilant.

"Cannon! Cannon! Cannon!"

Someone shouted.

With a thunderous drum sound, a steam cannon consisting of countless steam balls, pipes, gears and chains, like a steel behemoth, was pushed out of a secret warehouse by nearly 100 muscular high-pitched men. .

Luo Xinglong took two brothers and sisters, stepped on the gears and boarded the steam cannon.

"Hands!"

He shouted pretentiously.

......

This is destined to be a sleepless night.

It is the most important and most tragic day in the city of Qianyuan.

From the beginning of the morning, there are brigades belonging to the Boxing Temple, and the loyal and iron-clad army, slamming in the streets and alleys.

They used copper-cast iron fists to open the door of one family and another family, and suddenly they made a chicken jump and cried.

In a short while, there were one people who were stunned and swollen, and the people suspected of being evil believers were dragged away by them like a dead dog. They only left a scary blood mark on the rough bluestone board.

The whole city’s search and arrest was very loud. In the afternoon, the streets and alleys were all talked about. Almost all the people knew about the mechanical and steam education, and then the lightning in the sky and the legendary The Son of the Son and the "Holy Virtue" were born, and there was a lot of talks about people. The atmosphere of the people, the ominous atmosphere, like the haze, was empty in the city.

And a lot of guys who are immersed in the crowds and whose faces are gloomy, have gathered together in the eyes of the exchanges, whispering and deliberating on what is going on.

These people spread like viruses, and they live together in a quiet manner, just like a trickle of currents that are about to set off a sea of ​​stormy waves.

When the temple was found to be in a wrong situation, it was too late to try to issue a ban to let the residents of the city stay at home.

Near the dusk, suddenly -

"Hey!"

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

More than a dozen places in the city, in the towering chimney, suddenly a sharp whistle came!

The steam-driven whistle, which emits a whistling through the clouds, is the magical sound of the world that has never appeared in the world of boxing.

This sound spread all over the city in an instant, it was horrible, but it could not help but boil, as if the old world was cracked and the dawn of the new world came.

The whistle is the order.

For a time, the mechanical and steam-stricken death-stricken players gathered in the southern granary of the Yuan Dynasty in the Yuan Dynasty, under the leadership of the bald giant "Tylon", jumped out and made a mad rush to the granary.

The guardian of the granary is naturally the elite of the Iron Boxing Army.

However, because of their beliefs, it is impossible for them to use long-range weapons such as bows, rifles, trebuchets, etc. They can only watch the red-eyed mad believers, forming a black crushing frenzy and crushing them.

"Hey!"

The first to get started is still a mad believer. They will not talk to the Tekken Army about the style of the short-term match. Everyone is a double-armed chain. During the assault, everyone will launch at least a dozen or so arrows, and the arrow will also smear. The purple phosphorus that burns when the wind is seen, the arrow shaft is also soaked with tung oil, which is extremely easy to burn.

As a result, the arrows in the sky burned in the air, turning into a meteor fire, and licking the head and covering the brain.

Rao is the iron boxing army that guards the granary. They are all reinforced iron bones, and they also have body-protecting suffocating gas. They are also embarrassed by these rockets.

Not to mention that a lot of arrows fell into the granary behind them, and gradually became a big fire, and it was out of control.

The mad believers, after shooting a round of arrows, couldn't re-wind the strings, simply throwing the arrows and putting the fire oil cylinders behind them with thick bamboo wood.

These cylinders are filled with kerosene, and through delicate mechanical pressurization, the fire oil can be ejected by thirty or fifty feet with a single push of a square wrench.

Dozens of mad believers screamed at the same time, and a lot of dark oils poured into the iron fists, and they were stuck on the iron fists, and the grain gates and fences behind them could not be washed or cleaned. The little flames almost instantly grew into a fire dragon with claws and claws, and rushed toward the iron fist.

The poor iron fist army, the ten thousand years or even decades of reinforced iron bones, in the face of the power of oil on the fire, and ordinary people are not much different.

Many iron boxing screams, rushing and rolling unconsciously, but the ground is full of fire oil, their struggle can only make the fire more and more intense, the scope continues to expand until they burn themselves into a carbon ball.

There are also masters in the iron fist army, the first time to realize the danger, using the lightning fast body, leaping high, avoiding the attack of smashing arrows and fire oil.

However, such a master is, after all, a minority of the minority--because the boxing temple prohibits mechanical and steam-related products, most of the iron-fighting forces have never seen the arrow, and they don’t know what the squid is, and see the mad believers. Who can think of the big bamboo tube that they are carrying?

These masters who have escaped from the arrows and the fire oil have to face another kind of extinct weapon of extinction. That is the high pressure steam gun.

- Use steam **** to store the compressed steam to the extreme, and then connect it to a sealed steel pipe filled with metal pellets, and then fill the gap with soft objects such as feathers.

Use such a high-pressure steam gun to aim at the enemy, pull the trigger, the high-pressure steam is released instantly, and the metal projectile will spew out like a magma. For example, another world's shotgun has a wide range of impact.

The death squad led by Tyrone is well prepared.

They are a year and a half ahead of schedule, and they are carefully planning how to break the granary.

I also have a very careful understanding of the iron fist military masters who guard this place.

More than a dozen steam guns were fired at different angles, almost all the way to the Iron Boxing Masters.

Suddenly, several masters were shot and riddled with holes, and no matter what kind of body suffocating, they were all smashed by the force of steam.

Even if the steel bars can keep their lives, hundreds of metal shots are embedded in the flesh and blood and even in the bones. They still hurt their screams, and they are not as good as death, and they basically lose their fighting power.

Tyrone’s squad led a large number of death-stricken players into the burning granary, adding a bit of madness to the fire.

When more Tekken troops came from all directions to reinforce, the granary had been burned out of control, and the rising smoke was like hundreds of black dragons smashing over the city of Qianyuan, making the city and the temple of the boxing The priests are very shocked!