Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 568 Tang Xiaobao's Poison
Affected by their previous thinking, the soldiers of the Wuling Sect thought they were going to break through when they saw the Lancers rushing in. They never thought that Zhao Qiang's purpose was not to fight melee at all, but to drop bombs from a distance.

Although the hand of death is powerful, it is impossible to cause too much damage if it is a duel of a few people, but there are too many soldiers and horses of the Wu Lingjiao, densely packed together, and there is nowhere to hide.

Ninety percent of these soldiers and horses are Wuzong-level masters, and they can't fly in the air.

Of course, in this kind of large-scale army battle, even the master Wu Wang would not dare to launch into the air at will.

Because it will undoubtedly become a living target for the enemy's crossbowmen, unless you fly high enough, you can fly too high and you can't kill the enemy, and only when you are running away or fighting alone, can you get the air defense advantage of the strong Wu Wang Full play.

After a few hands of death exploded due to the triggering of the explosion mechanism, the explosion mechanism of the remaining hands of death on the ground was also automatically activated, and there was a sudden roar, and countless disciples of Wuling sect died in the screams. hurt hurt.

"Quick, stop them, don't let them keep throwing that damn black ball!"

Shouts of terror came and went, and after paying the price of thousands of people, the Wu Ling sect finally realized that Zhao Qiang's Lancers must be stopped as soon as possible to effectively curb the spread of casualties.

But the Lancers were as fast as lightning, and it was not something ordinary Wu Zong could catch up with. The Wuling Cult cavalry, who had almost no casualties because they hid behind, finally had a chance to show their strength.

They urged their horses, passed through the gap between the same door in front, and rushed out with their guns held high.

The Witch Spirit Sect has many wizards who are proficient in acceleration spells. They quickly chanted the spells, and one after another the halos of acceleration descended on the cavalry.

The Wuling cavalry, which was originally as fast as the northern barbarian horses, suddenly increased in speed, passed through the smoke of the explosion in front, and rushed towards Zhao Qiang's cavalry.

"The response is quite fast."

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was rapidly closing, Zhao Qiang not only did not worry, but laughed wildly excitedly. After throwing away a bunch of hands of death in his hand, he waved his battle gun and gave the command to retreat.

While the three thousand cavalrymen were retreating towards the base camp, all the cavalrymen had their guns in their arms and were ready to sprint.

After running for more than 1000 meters, Zhao Qiang gave an order, suddenly changed direction, and rushed towards the nearly [-] red-armored cavalry chasing after him.

"kill!"

"Come on!"

Three thousand against twenty thousand, even if Zhao Qiang is brave and good at fighting, it is impossible to win with the same equipment and level. No matter how you look at it, it is a suicide act of hitting a stone with an egg.

But when the distance between the two cavalry was less than 500 meters, the cavalry of the Witch Spirit Cult suddenly became chaotic, and the galloping horses all had red eyes and neighed uncontrollably.

Some even rose up suddenly with their own strength and threw the knights on them directly, while some foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground suddenly, and never got up again.

"what happened?"

The disciples of the Wuling Sect behind who hadn't recovered from the explosion were stunned when they saw this scene. The red-armored cavalry is an elite guard, and the horses they ride are all good desert horses. It is understandable, but the chaos in the film is a bit confusing.

A black-robed wizard took a deep breath, moved his nose a few times, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "No, there is poison in the air! Our war horse is poisoned."

"Hahaha……"

In the team behind Mo Lin, a chubby little man saw tens of thousands of cavalry chasing after him through the smoke from the Death Hand explosion. He danced excitedly and laughed endlessly.

"A group of idiots dared to ride through Baoye's hundred-poisonous cartilage aphrodisiac smoke array. Do you really think that Baoye's hundred-refined poisonous body is soft food?"

The little fat man was Tang Xiaobao.

Since Mo Lin used the improved Hand of Death as a battlefield killer, how could it be as simple as just an explosion?
Nineteen hidden compartments were designed in the inner layer of the iron ball, and each hidden compartment contained a kind of poison refined by the little fat man.

Considering the accidents that may be encountered on the battlefield, these nineteen kinds of poisons are all-encompassing, some are against people, some are against mounts, and some are against monsters.

Among them, there is the aphrodisiac pill that this brother loves to talk about the most.

With the improvement of the refining level, the aphrodisiac pills refined by Tang Xiaobao are more effective than before. They floated into the air with the explosion of the hand of death.

The most unpredictable thing is that the poison Tang Xiaobao refined has a scent of ordinary healing medicine, which makes it hard to be wary of.

Even if humans can avoid poison by holding their breath, mounts don't have such intelligence.

Nearly [-] war horses, [-]% of them inhaled the poisonous mist, and only ran less than a kilometer. The effect of the aphrodisiac pill kicked in, and they all escaped the control of their masters and began to go into heat. Countless Wu Lingjiao cavalry were caught off guard and were overturned on the ground.

When the heavy cavalry lost their mounts, the heavy armor became a burden.

Not only were they unable to exert their own strength, but some fell to the ground and were trampled by their companions' mounts before they could get up in time. Some of them were slightly injured, and some of them never got up again.

While the mount was controlled by drugs, the effects of drugs such as cartilage powder, convulsion ointment, and a thousand miles to deal with humans also began to work.

Of the [-] cavalry, most of them lost their combat effectiveness in an instant.

At this time.

Zhao Qiang's [-] Lancers had already killed them.

They clearly had an absolute numerical advantage, but because of the poisoning, the [-] cavalry turned into fish on a chopping board, and were knocked to the ground one by one with almost no resistance.

It was a one-sided carnage.

Seeing the bloody and cruel scene, the disciples of the Wuling Sect in the distance were terrified and terrified.

The reversal of the battle situation was too sudden.

People were caught off guard, when the disciples of Wu Ling Cult stepped forward to support, what greeted them was another wave of death...

The battle in the other three directions has also officially kicked off.

In charge of the western battlefield are the eight barbarian kings and their elites.

They numbered around [-] in total, accounting for two-thirds of Mo Lin's remaining troops.

There are no new tricks, it is still covered by the hand of death.

The Earth Warlord, who had already stuffed the antidote in his nostrils, led the armored bear corps to clear the way.

The sharpshooter of the Glacier tribe jumped onto the clansman of the White Eagle Wing King who showed his body, and turned into a flying crossbowman to carry out long-range sniping.

The warriors of Ironback Tribe and Yanzu Tribe are responsible for ground output.

The Shadow Tiger Tribe hides and acts as an assassin to assassinate, and the Wolf Cavalry of the Tanlang Tribe acts as a mobile combat force to remedy and make up for the knife at any time.

The lion men of the Huangquan tribe were in charge of covering the two wings, and fought with the Wuling sect disciples who rushed over.

(End of this chapter)