Chen Qing looked up at the gray sky, then turned around and said, "I'll ask someone to send more good charcoal to your house. You open it up and burn it, so don't freeze yourself."

"Ah."

Reba nodded obediently.

"If you need anything in life, just tell me."

"According to the schedule, maybe Nazha has already arrived in Shache Kingdom."

"After Menggan helps you restore the country, I will let you go back."

Speaking of the latter, Chen Qing's tone revealed a strong reluctance.

Reba lives in seclusion on weekdays, and he is busy with business, so the two of them don't communicate much.

But after getting along for a long time, the kind of little by little accumulation, the feeling of being in love with each other has gradually deepened.

"My lord, are you reluctant?"

Hearing that his tone was wrong, Reba burst out laughing.

"It's a little reluctant."

Chen Qing scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

Reba pursed his lower lip, shy and silent, closed the door and said, "My lord, wait a moment, I'll cook the porridge and send it to you."

"it is good."

Chen Qing readily agreed, feeling an unspeakable emotion in his heart.

Bitter cold wind blows head-on, mixed with sporadic snow particles.

"Meng Gan, please don't make any mistakes and let me lose my trust."

Chen Qing couldn't help feeling a little worried.

-

The remote land of the Western Regions, Shache Kingdom.

In the magnificent palace hall, Orchid dances enchantingly, and the monarchs and ministers are intertwined with each other.

"Hurry up and take out that strange thing from the Qin Kingdom, and show it to me."

Zhe'ermu Tie's face was full of red light, and he walked towards Menggan with two short and thick bandy legs.

"Look, Your Majesty, this is it."

"After being lit with an open flame, it spits out smoke, and the smell makes people feel ecstatic."

Meng Gan turned his back to him, secretly winking at the soldiers under him.

"I have heard that the skilled craftsmen of the Great Qin Dynasty are exquisite in craftsmanship and ingenious."

"Unexpectedly..."

When Zheermu Tie saw Wulei Shenji, he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

The five black muzzles revealed a faint murderous intent, which made the pores shrink.

"Your Majesty, please borrow a candle."

Meng Ganping held it up and walked towards the candlesticks on the side of the main hall.

Zheermutie stared at his actions intently, never moving his gaze away for a moment.

"Zheermutie, a rebellious minister and traitor of the Shache Kingdom, you should be convicted!"

After Meng Gan lit the match, he turned around abruptly and shouted in a stern voice.

The courtiers who were drinking and having fun in the hall were stunned for a moment, and the only clarity left in their minds made them realize that something was wrong.

The elite soldiers of the Northern Region secretly charged up, their muscles stretched, and they looked fiercely at the officials of the Shache Kingdom beside them.

"you……"

"You're going to do..."

boom!

In the resplendent and resplendent hall, gunfire exploded like thunder.

The dancers fled in all directions screaming, and the palace guards quickly drew their weapons and rushed into the hall.

Meng Gan beat Zheermutie's head to pieces with one shot.

He kept Chen Qing's advice in mind, and rehearsed it in his mind countless times.

boom!

boom!

The musket fired twice more, and Zheermutie's chest and abdomen were beaten by lead sand like a hornet's nest, and the luxurious royal robe was instantly stained with blood.

"The Great Qin Heavenly Soldiers have arrived!"

boom!boom!

Meng Gan shouted loudly and aimed his gun at the surging palace guards.

He ran over at a gallop and picked up another spare Wuthor machine.

"Follow me!"

"Get the armor and weapons first!"

Meng Gan is majestic in stature, but his speed is not slow at all.

With a lighted musket in his hand, he single-handedly walked up to the guards of the Shache Kingdom's palace who were shouting loudly.

Chapter 180

boom!

Meng Gan raised the barrel of the five Thor machine guns, and the smoke filled the air, and lead sand shot out.

Several guards wielding scimitars yelled strangely, they had rushed within three steps, and they were about to pounce on them.

Numerous invisible small black dots were sprayed on their bodies.

In an instant, the surging crowd seemed to have encountered an invisible block.

The fastest man uttered a miserable scream, and fell backwards on his back.

boom!

Meng Gan pressed the barrel of the gun and continued to shoot without changing his face.

Wherever there are the most and densest people, he will aim the gun and shoot.

In just one breath, all five shotguns were fired.

In front of Meng Gan, there are messy and bloody Shache Kingdom guards everywhere.

Blood flowed freely along the smooth ground, and the shoes made a creaking sound when stepped on.

When he took a step forward, the face of the numerous guards turned pale with horror, and they couldn't help stepping back.

"Ah."

Meng Gan showed a cold smile, and reached out to grab a wounded soldier who was staggering and trying to escape.

"Hey!"

His physical strength was astonishing, he easily lifted the person above his head, and threw it out with all his might.

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, the guards of the Shache Kingdom yelled in panic, turned their heads and ran away in a panic.

"Come with me!"

"Leave them alone!"

The Qin soldiers in the main hall fought with the rebels with all kinds of miscellaneous weapons, and the civil servants avoided one after another.

Meng Gan greeted and ran out of the hall first, looking for the place where they stored their weapons and armor.

"General, there is a large group of people coming outside!"

The soldiers heard something wrong in the distance, and rushed to report: "There must be a general who escaped just now, and went to gather the men."

Meng Gan shouted calmly: "Don't panic!"

"Go and find that little girl."

"You follow me to kill the enemy!"

"Today there is death but no life!"

Nazha was smuggled in in a gift box, but she didn't know where the royal palace of the Shache Kingdom was, and it took a lot of effort to find someone.

In a moment, a dark crowd rushed towards this side along the corridor of the palace.

Meng Gan put on his armor and ran back to the main hall with his long sword in hand. He killed the stubborn general of Shache Kingdom in three or two strokes, and then chopped off Zheermutie's head with one sword.

The sound of killing was loud outside, and the personal soldiers spontaneously lined up at the entrance of the hall without his orders, forming a defensive formation.

Meng Gan leaped out with the bloody head in his hands.

"I am Meng Gan, General of Qin!"

"Zhe'er Mutie has already subdued the Dharma to give the head, and you still have to resist..."

Before he finished speaking, the sword was already in front of him.

Meng Gan subconsciously drew his sword and slashed, shouting incessantly: "If you continue to be obsessed with your obsession, once Qin's army arrives, the whole family of Shache Kingdom will be wiped out!"

No matter how he yelled, the guards of the Shache Kingdom in front of him remained unmoved, and rushed forward waving their weapons recklessly.

Meng Gan was furious, thinking that the two sides could not understand each other, he was afraid that shouting would have no effect.

It's a pity that there were not a few civil servants who could understand Qin dialect...

He didn't have time to think about it, and fought bravely with countless enemies.

"General!"

"General!"

I don't know how long it took, but Meng Gan's mind was empty, and he only knew that he subconsciously swung his long sword and slashed.

The air seemed to be covered with a layer of blood, and when he breathed, he smelled fishy.

Twenty or thirty corpses had already fallen in front of him, but the enemy's offensive became more and more fierce.

When he was secretly worried, the shouts of the soldiers awakened Meng Gan who was immersed in the killing.

"General, that head was smashed, the enemy must have not recognized it."

"The body is here."

Holding a bloody headless corpse, the two guards shouted anxiously.

Meng Gan suddenly realized: "You motherfucker, why didn't you say it earlier!"

He firmly remembered Chen Qing's explanation, even though he was injured just now, he didn't dare to throw away Zheermutie's head.

But I don't know what's going on, the royal guards of the Shache Kingdom are not afraid of death, even if the king's head is cut off, they will still fight to the death.

The original reason is here!

"Zhe'er Mutie has been conferred, you surrender quickly!"

Meng Gan repelled the enemy in front of him, knocked his bloody head on the corpse, and turned around to shout.

Now it finally worked.

Although the shape of that head was no longer recognizable, the gorgeous royal robe of the king could not be faked.

Judging from the outline, it clearly looks like Zheer Mutie!

The guards of the palace who were so vicious just now showed fear on their faces, and their morale was completely demoralized.

A military general of the Shache Kingdom hiding behind shouted, and they hesitated and clenched their weapons again.

"It turns out that you, the thief, are acting as a demon!"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like