Datang's strongest super god army

Chapter 1147 That's it

Chapter 1147 That's it

Frowning and staring at the army garrison in front for a while, Chen Qiao suddenly stretched out his hand into his bosom to feel around, and after a while, Chen Qiao took out a fire bag from his bosom, and his frowning brows relaxed immediately .

"Such a good opportunity, why do you want to do it yourself?"

As he said that, Chen Qiao lit the fire pocket, jumped into the air, and threw the already burning fire pocket into the garrison.

Afterwards, Chen Qiao asked others for a small can of kerosene, jumped into the garrison, and poured the small can of kerosene around the fire that had started to burn.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it was just a spark of fire. After the kerosene was poured down, orange-red flames shot up into the sky, dyeing the entire sky red within a short while.

"The general is really good at planning."

After Chen Qiao returned to the crowd for the meeting, Han Lu couldn't help but make nonsense.

The raging fire was burning, and after a while, there were bursts of low or high shouts in the garrison of the Western Roman soldiers.

Under the light of the fire, Chen Qiao turned to look at Han Lu.

"Go ahead, let everyone be careful."

"Yes!"

Han Lu responded excitedly, and after rubbing his palms together, he quickly rushed towards the fire with all the soldiers of the Black Dragon Army.

"General, the fire is too big!"

In the camp, a soldier ran to the leader in disgrace and shouted anxiously.

The person known as the general looked at the growing fire not far away with a gloomy face. He wanted to ask who lit the fire in the camp, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he saw many people suddenly appearing in midair. Many shadows.

"careful!"

Pushing away the soldier standing beside him, a long arrow glowing with cold light was nailed deeply into the ground at his feet with lightning speed.

"General, General!"

The soldier who was pushed aside looked at his general in fear, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Send the order! The enemy is coming again, let everyone prepare to fight immediately!" After the general shouted, he turned and walked into the tent and grabbed a saber that was placed beside his pillow. He ran out again.

Although his speed was fast enough, when he opened the curtain of the tent and ran out, there were already screams in the camp.

Under the cover of night, [-] Black Dragon Army officers and soldiers shuttled back and forth in the camp, all of them seemed to be holding death scythes, and every place they passed was full of dead bodies.

The general, who had always relied on his calmness, couldn't help shaking. He stared at the soldier who had been hid for his life before he ran far, and his chest was burning with raging anger.

"The general saves—"

When the cries for help stopped abruptly, the general followed his prestige and saw a soldier wearing only a jacket, held in the hands of a Black Dragon Army soldier, with blood gushing out from his neck, apparently dead on the spot .

"Damn!"

Just when the general was about to rush over, the Black Dragon Army soldier suddenly showed a bloodthirsty smile at him, and then quickly disappeared from his sight.

"Damn!"

In front of his eyes were two subordinates who died tragically, and beside his ears were endless screams.

Outside the camp, Chen Qiao walked towards the camp with his hands behind his back.

Under the fire, he was not worried that the [-] Black Dragon Army soldiers would not be able to cope with this sneak attack, so he was not too nervous.

By the time Chen Qiao stepped into the camp with one foot, the five hundred Black Dragon Army soldiers had already eliminated nearly half of the enemies.

"Save, save—"

A soldier ran up to Chen Qiao with his face covered in blood, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw clearly who was coming in front of him.

A coquettish red light flashed past, and the soldier fell to the ground with his eyes closed in horror.

Chen Qiao's gaze and footsteps did not stay for too long because of the soldier who suddenly appeared. After the knife was passed, Chen Qiao continued to walk into the camp.

The endless screams became less and less, and the general stood outside his camp, unable to move his footsteps even a single step, and his whole body changed from the initial anger to the current panic.

"Eh?"

A low-pitched voice sounded, and the general suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and saw a man holding a long knife with a red blade and a playful smile on his face, looking at him from a distance.

The general wanted to raise the knife in his hand to kill the man, but suddenly found that all his strength seemed to be drained from his body, and he couldn't lift the scimitar in his hand no matter what.

Chen Qiao smiled lightly, raised his foot and walked towards the general.

"Are you the leader of these [-] soldiers?" Chen Qiao raised the Kunwu knife to his shoulder and asked.

The general stared at the direction Chen Qiao was coming from, and finally nodded after a long time, and asked with a trembling voice, "Exactly, who are you?"

Chen Qiao laughed again, "Don't you know who I am? Then why did your emperor send you here?"

for what?for what?
The general thought for a while before finally realizing who the person in front of him was.

"You are Chen Qiao?!"

The general looked at Chen Qiao with horror on his face, and the blood on his face faded instantly. When he was sent out by the Western Roman Emperor, the general was lucky, thinking that Chen Qiao might not go all the way to Western Rome.

Even if he just saw the Black Dragon Army soldier who killed a soldier in front of his face, he was still deceiving himself, thinking that that person might just be a long-planned bandit outside the city.

Until Chen Qiao appeared, after all, the reality that he had been unwilling to face was exposed.

The general trembled even more.

"What? Didn't you expect it to be the Black Dragon Army?" Chen Qiao asked jokingly, and then showed a very distressed look, "In this world, besides the Black Dragon Army, who else has such abilities? ?”

Hearing Chen Qiao's question, the general seemed to have thought of something for a moment, and a look flashed in his eyes.

"What did you think of?" Chen Qiao asked suddenly.

The general looked straight at the direction where Chen Qiao was, and suddenly let out a shrill laugh.

"It's over, it's over..."

The general said something inexplicable while walking towards the fire not far away.

"It's over!"

After the last voice fell, the general quickly rushed into the flames.

Chen Qiao looked at the general who was gradually engulfed in flames in astonishment. Although he really wanted to drag him out and ask him what he meant by this sentence, he was a step too late.

"Bastard!"

Chen Qiao cursed angrily, and could only watch the general commit suicide with a knife in the fire.

"General!"

Another half an hour later, all five hundred Black Dragon Army soldiers returned to Chen Qiao's side. Although each of them was more or less stained with blood, no one was injured.

Chen Qiao's eyes swept over the soldiers in front of him, and he still forgot about the words that made him puzzled just now.

"Everyone is tired, let's have a good rest in this camp tonight." Chen Qiao said.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded, and then scattered and left.

(End of this chapter)