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Chapter 134 The Man Should Die in the Fields, Wrap His Body in Horse Leather and Bury His Ears

Every heavy armored soldier's weapon was engraved with talismans by Qi refiners.

Daming has about 72 heavy armor troops. Just to solve their weapon problem, it took almost three years for nearly a thousand Qi refiners in [-] Blessed Land to solve the problem of enchanting.

After possessing the battle ax blessed with the magic-breaking talisman, Daming's heavy armor soldiers also possessed the means to break through the priest's defense.

Of course, ability is relative.

More than 30 heavy armored soldiers who ran the fastest swung their tomahawks and slashed at the priests who had stacked a pile of shields on their bodies.

The mana shields on the twelve ordinary priests all burst and disintegrated instantly like an ice surface after encountering the ax blade shining with a bewitching red light.

The incomparably sharp battle ax only paused for a moment, then broke through the obstacles, and slashed down from their sky caps.

The heavy armored soldiers who took the shot, everyone used all their strength to swipe with all their strength, and they couldn't hold back their strength at all!
The huge ax directly split them from their skulls to their hips, splitting them in half like killing a pig!
Warm and salty blood splattered everywhere!

Before they could even shout, the priests went straight to their gods.

However, not all priests were killed.

The shields on the high priest and the other three older priests forcibly withstood the attacks of more than a dozen heavy armored soldiers without breaking!
"Ugh!!!"

The high priest roared with red eyes, and swung the staff in his hand vigorously.

The tiger head on the head of the battle head, with red light in its eyes, went straight to the faces of the heavy armored soldiers attacking in front of him.

Although the heavy armor soldiers are covered with armor, their faces are covered with mesh masks for them to see and breathe clearly!

And this is also the weakest point in the defense of the heavy armored soldiers of the Ming Dynasty!
More than a dozen streams of red smoke entered the nostrils of the heavily armored soldiers through the mesh of their masks.

Although they held their breath immediately, the red smoke seemed to be conscious, and actively penetrated into their bodies through their noses.

"Ahhhh-!"

Immediately, more than a dozen heavily armored soldiers who had been slashing at the high priest and others with their huge axes kept squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, shouting in pain, and the mixed voice twitched uncontrollably.

However, all the soldiers acted as if they were unknown. Immediately, more than a dozen heavy armored soldiers stepped forward to replace them, and continued to attack the high priest with their huge axes.

The musketeers in the rear also turned their guns and focused their fire on the four priests who had not been beheaded, including the high priest.

"Bang bang bang-"

"Huh—"

"Howl-"

Countless bullets were fired at the four priests.

The heavy armored soldiers also rushed towards them one after another, waving their battle axes.

Although people were constantly hit and fell to the ground by the poisonous curses of the priests, none of the armored soldiers were timid, still roaring and rushing forward to fight!

No matter how thick the shields on these four priests were, and no matter how much mysterious power they possessed, they still couldn't stop the bombardment of endless bullets and demon-breaking axes!

After paying the price that more than 30 heavy armor soldiers fell to the ground, they couldn't afford it.

The shields on the high priest and the four priests were finally broken!
Each bullet sank into their vital parts such as the center of their brows and heart before the tomahawk was swung.

With a pair of protruding big eyes, the high priest fell back to the sky full of resentment.

Before he had time to execute the self-destruction spell, he completely swallowed his breath.

Witnessing more than a dozen mysterious and powerful priests who have always been in everyone's minds, and who bless the entire tribe, they were all wiped out by the Ming people in a short while.

The savages of the Rhona tribe all knelt down on the ground with weak legs.

Their sky has collapsed.

Those Rona tribe warriors who were still fighting bravely against the shield axemen and heavy armor soldiers of the Ming army also looked at a loss.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

When the pillars that supported them to resist the Ming army fell, the beliefs of these ordinary fighters and the protected tribal people naturally collapsed.

No need to shout.

Those savage warriors dropped the weapons in their hands with blank eyes, knelt down on the ground, and surrendered decisively.

The priests couldn't beat the Ming army.

How can ordinary people like them survive under the hail of bullets from the Ming army?

Most importantly, behind them, there are more than 1 unarmed tribal people.

Those are my friends, relatives, neighbors...

"It's down, we're down!"

"Is what you said true? Those who surrender will not die, and will live a good life!"

"Is it true that you can eat enough every day just by working for you?"

The savage warriors of the Rhona tribe shouted in a hurry, and their eyes looked hopefully at the Ming army who was encircling them.

The mature translators who followed Wu Xuanshu and Lu Ming also translated these words to them.

Wu Xuanshu and Lu Ming, who had already reconciled, looked at each other, both of them were a little dazed.

They didn't know what happened on the frontal battlefield, and they didn't know how outrageously those mature women really drew when Penke persuaded him to surrender.

But Wu Xuanshu and Lu Ming were not stupid, and probably guessed that it should be an excuse used by Peng Ke to persuade him to surrender.

This kind of blank check can be drawn casually.

The two of them nodded indifferently, and motioned for the mature woman to call for surrender.

"Surrender without killing!"

"The priest is dead, stop making fearless struggles!"

"Master Daming didn't mean to kill everyone, but to lead you to happiness together..."

Following the yelling of the mature women, and seeing that the soldiers of Daming had indeed retracted their guns, they just pulled out their waist knives and drove everyone back without intending to kill them.

The bewildered mood of the soldiers and people of the Rhona tribe also stabilized a little bit, and gradually calmed down.

The priests are all dead, they are now completely fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Ming people really did not kill them, that is the greatest kindness.

Many people have some expectations in their hearts. Maybe Mingren's promise is true?
Maybe they can really live a good life like those tribes in Liaodong who surrendered to Ming Dynasty?

All the people of the Rona tribe lowered their heads obediently, and followed them back into the tribe under the staring eyes of the soldiers of the Ming army.

The weapons of those soldiers have all been confiscated.

Bronze can be extracted from pure copper to make bullets, so it shouldn't be wasted.

"Commander!"

"A total of 38 brothers in heavy armor were hit by the voodoo technique of the priests of the Rhona tribe. They died on the spot because they couldn't be cured."

A medical soldier ran up to Wu Xuanshu, sweating profusely, and reported the bad news to him.

Every heavy armored soldier in Ming Dynasty is the elite among the elite, and it is very sad to lose one of them.

But in war, there is no reason why people are not dead.

Although the heavy armored soldiers of Ming Dynasty are elite, they have always been the iron-blooded troops with the most casualties.

After all, they are responsible for resisting wizards and shamans with mystical powers.

Wu Xuanshu sighed, and the joy of the big victory was dispelled a lot.

"Take off the nameplates of the dead brothers and take them back, and take back the steam armor and battle axes!"

"Let's bury the body right there."

"A man should die in the wilderness, wrap his body in horse leather and bury his ears."

"My husband died on the battlefield, and he deserved it!"

"After returning to the army, I will personally report to the general!"

"The credit that belongs to them will not be less!"

(End of this chapter)