The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 348 Ambush
His loud roar was based on the internal force of his dantian, and when he roared out, everyone in the whole Huangluji was shocked first, and then they all showed astonishment, everyone only felt chest tightness and wanted to vomit .

And the few warriors who were charging towards him on steeds directly opposite him bore the brunt of it, as if they had been hit in the chest by a giant hammer, they spurted out blood, fell off the horse, and died instantly.

The roar was like rolling thunder, reverberating in the whole Huangluji. Out of the thousands of people traded in the Huangluji, hundreds of people were stunned by his roar.

Dozens of horses also wailed, fell to the ground, vomited blood and died.

Then the frying pan-like market suddenly fell silent like hell.

Chen Zhao looked at his horse speechlessly.

Because although this horse was not in the right place, it was the closest to Chen Zhao, how could it stand up to such thunder, and was frightened by Chen Zhao's howling, and immediately fell to the ground, turning into a puddle of soft mud.

Chen Zhao looked around, not a single horse was unaffected.

But he wasn't worried. There must be good horses in the big camp on the hillside a few hundred meters away.

The reason is very simple. In the big bazaars, large tribes and large business groups are involved, business activities with a particularly large number of transactions, or businesses with big names present, everyone will definitely not chat and laugh in the open air.

No matter what, it has to be in a big tent with luxurious decoration!
On the hillside, it seems that the camps of various ministries are densely packed together. In fact, as long as you look closely, you can know that these camps are arranged according to the ownership of each ministries, and a safe distance is kept between each group of camps.

Since it's a big deal, there must be experts in it, how do nobles and experts get out?

Of course on the best horses on the prairie.

Think about the abundance of Pegasus horses in Central Asia, where the legendary sweat-blooded horses are produced. Now that there are countless horses traded in the market, there may not be any good Maxima among them!

Chen Zhao stepped forward with a calm posture, stepping on the dead horses and warriors, as if walking on the ground, without shaking his shoulders or neck, as if he was walking in his own garden.

At this moment, a majestic voice came from the big tent in the center of the hillside: "Hero Chen, I don't know what you are looking for with Saika?"

The voice was extremely powerful, and one could tell from the sound that it was coming from an extremely majestic man, and he was a man who had practiced the supernatural power of the Vajra Demon.

Chen Zhao sneered: "Are you that horse bandit Sekak?"

While speaking, he had already walked to the foot of the hillside, and he had already heard the sound of breathing in the dozens of large tents on the hillside, even and dense, probably thousands of people.

This is the sound of forbidden breathing.

It should belong to the army fighting everywhere, not to the noisy market.

It seems that these people have been waiting for me here for many days, otherwise I wouldn't have just arrived here by such a coincidence, and encountered the exchange market once in dozens of days.

That being the case, why be polite?

Chen Zhao waved his hand, and a retro-style Gatling appeared in his hand.

"Da da da da!"

As Chen Zhao raised his gun to sweep across, countless bullets poured into the camp.

In the next instant, countless screams and exclamations came from the tent, and the curtain of the tent was torn apart by bullets. Sparse Hamil warriors rushed out, but they only howled a few times, and then Go all the way.

"boom!"

One person jumped out quickly, holding a shield, and shouted loudly: "King Su has an order to kill Chen Zhao!"

Although this person was hidden behind a shield, Chen Zhao noticed at a glance that this person's head was smooth and hairless, his body was like a giant bear, and he seemed to be young.

Do you think that a mere shield can block Gatling's impact?
So Chen Zhao lightly pointed at the shield, and stopped paying attention, but continued to sweep the warriors rushing towards him.

"boom!"

The impact of the Gatling bullet is so powerful, of course the shield of the mere Hamil warrior can't stand it, just for a moment, the shield was blasted to pieces, and the big man behind the shield was also blasted into a hornet's nest, his flesh and blood exploded, and he was extremely dead. Tragic.

"In front of Gatling, only distance is the best way to resist!"

Chen Zhao laughed out loud.

It wasn't just the big man who gave the orders. Wherever the machine guns fired, Hamili's warriors were all exploded, or cut off at the waist, or their heads exploded into watermelons, or their entire upper body became a hornet's nest.

Those who were shot by the bullets all fell to the ground and died, only a small number were shot in the limbs. Fortunately, they did not die, but lay on the ground and howled miserably.

Even though many warriors were brave and skilled in archery, they were immediately terrified when they saw the news, and a large number of warriors fled back immediately after someone shouted "monster".

At this time, Chen Zhao also stopped shooting, and continued to walk up the hill with a Gatling gun.

Every time he took a step, the samurai in front retreated ten or a hundred steps, and when he reached the top of the hill, the timid samurai had already retreated a hundred feet away.

And the countless tents around him all fell to the ground under the Gatling machine gun fire.

Within a radius of a hundred feet, the ground was full of vicissitudes, and he was the only one standing alone, as if the demon god was alive.

Chen Zhao looked at the place surrounded by warriors hundreds of feet away. There were more than a dozen people in the middle, each with a terrifying appearance, and he could tell at a glance that they were all warriors on the battlefield.

A Mongolian man in brocade robes was in the center, with eagle-like eyes, surrounded by warriors, and covered by at least a dozen shields, so that only one face was exposed.

When Chen Zhao heard the bald man say "King Su has an order", he already had some guesses. At this time, the big man in brocade robe was different from the people around him in bearing and clothing, and he was even more certain in his heart.

He held Gatlin on his shoulders, and shouted: "But King Hamilisu, Wuna, faced him face to face?"

The big man in brocade robe stretched out his heavy guards, his heart was determined, he showed a meaningful smile on his face, nodded slightly and said: "Hero Chen, I heard that I am here with you, so I have been waiting here for a long time!"

"Zhuang Zheng's sharp gold flag can't stop you, Atayi's Red Willow Village was burned down by you, Wuyi Gul was destroyed by you, and you want to destroy my Huangluji. It's about my Hamili reputation. This king has no choice but to Lead your troops to meet him yourself."

Chen Zhao laughed loudly: "Wu Na Shi Li!"

"I came to the Western Regions just to retrieve the Shu brocade that was robbed by Sekak. What does it matter to you, King Yuan Tingsu? Could it be that the horse bandits in the Western Regions are rampant, and you, King Su Wu Nashili, secretly supported it?"

"Hahaha..." King Su Wuna laughed heartily and avoided answering. He just said: "I have five thousand elite soldiers here. If you can escape safely from my siege, the entire Western Regions will be against you." Daxia Chen is very respectful, and Saikak will naturally hand over the batch of Shu brocades!"

(End of this chapter)