NIP Chapter 135 The Devil in the Rainy Night
Chapter 135 The Devil in the Rainy Night
Chapter 135 The Devil in the Rainy Night
Dingjia Village.
Under the ravages of the storm, this magnificent village exudes a deathly silence.
Inside the King's Pavilion.
The originally noisy Ding family brothers now looked nervous.
Jiang Han's phone call completely crushed the arrogance and confidence of the Ding family.They never dreamed that the biggest trump card, Tan Kai, who held a group army in his hand, would be gone if he said nothing.
Without Tan Kai, today's battle can only rely on more than 100 experts from the Ding family.
"Second, is there any news about Jiang Han?" King Ding glanced at the alarm clock on the wall, and it was less than an hour and a half before dawn.
However, until now they still haven't figured out whether Jiang Han came alone or in a group.
How much and how to come, I have no idea at all.
"No, our people have already set up checkpoints at various intersections in Dingzhou, but so far, no suspicious movement of people from other places has been found." The third child of the Ding family replied.
"Let everyone cheer up, don't sleep tonight, my surname is Jiang, it's almost time to arrive."
King Ding stood up and took down a pair of golden maces hanging on the wall.
This pair of maces is something from outside the territory, made of black iron, extremely rigid.
Ding Ren Wang loves wealth and honor, and specially plated a layer of gold on the body of the mace. Since traveling across Jiangdong, he has not touched this old pair for nearly ten years.
Back then, his pair of golden maces were powerful, like Qin Qiong reborn, who would not be afraid?
Tonight is the time to show off its glory again.
……
Heavy rain.
In the back mountain of Dingjia Village, the blood-red eyes of the three hundred horses remained motionless, and the armor of the soldiers on the horses was dripping with rain, but no one was distracted by it, and there was only excitement and murder in their eyes.
"Wang Shuang, how is the situation?" Jiang Han walked over.
"Instructor, we have checked. The opponent's people are mainly concentrated in the ancestral hall area. There are about 150 people in total, all of them are honest and honest. At least 70 of them have guns in their hands. Most of them are earthen guns, and there are a few AKs. and Wei Chong." Wang Shuang reported.
"Qi Dakai, are you guys full?" Jiang Han asked.
Qi Da nodded and said: "Eat, everyone is waiting to go down the mountain and start fighting!"
Jiang Han glanced at the three hundred warriors, and nodded with satisfaction: "Very well, the Ding family must have never imagined that we would come here in the rain."
"They never imagined that your armor can withstand bullets!"
"This time the gun formation is in groups of three, with 200 people from each of the three major legions. It shouldn't be a big problem to attack in groups, right?" Jiang Han asked with a smile.
"Instructor, only 200 people will be sent out, so the others won't be able to enjoy themselves."
"I think it's better to rush down in a swarm. Whoever has the fastest gun and picks the head will make a meritorious service." Shi Meng quit.
"That's right, there is no big battle to fight right now, the brothers are all waiting to practice." Qi Dakai also echoed.
"I said, where are you talking so much nonsense!"
"Zhao Ming, order eighty brothers, form a group of three, and follow me down the mountain."
Wang Shuang didn't want to argue with them, so he ordered his men and horses, and the horses swooped down from the mountain like a whirlwind in the night sky towards Dingjia Village.
"Old Wang, you don't talk about martial arts."
"Hurry up, hurry up, come with me."
The other two hurriedly gathered their troops and followed closely behind.
Two hundred riders rushed into Dingjia Village.
At the gate of Dingjia Village, explosion-proof strips for tying car tires have already been laid, and there are iron fences and other anti-break-in equipment at the gate.
A few Ding family disciples in raincoats were hiding under a large umbrella, smoking cigarettes tremblingly.
"Made, it's raining really hard today. I don't think it's human, even ghosts won't come out."
"Yeah, our patriarch thinks too highly of Dongzhou people, who is our Dingjia village afraid of?"
The two young men gathered together and chatted.
Suddenly, one of them froze and dropped the cigarette in his hand to the ground.
"What's wrong?" asked someone next to him.
The man pointed to the village road in the distance.
The man looked over and saw countless blood-red light spots coming from far and near in the black rain curtain. The rain was so heavy that he couldn't see clearly.
However, he soon saw clearly.
Those are countless black cavalry emerging from the darkness, tall war horses, knights wearing dark armor and devil helmets, they seem to come from hell, without a sound, exuding a strong, forest Cold murderous.
"Whoosh!"
It was too late for him to shout, and a gun shadow pierced through the rain.
The two of them died completely before they even had time to hum.
Wang Shuang took the lead and beat the horse into the air to cross the Ding family's defense barrier.
Two hundred cavalrymen rushed straight to the ancestral hall without stopping.
People along the way, as long as they are from Dingjia Village, they will kill anyone who sees them!
What kind of martial arts master, under the powerful impact of the horse, there is no one who can block a shot.
"Woooo!"
The sirens in the village finally sounded.
The humming and long sirens are extremely desolate in the middle of the night.
"Patriarch, it's not good. There are a lot of cavalry outside, and they are heading towards the ancestral hall." A Ding family disciple stumbled in.
"Cavalry? What the hell?"
Ding Renwang jumped up from the seat in shock, raised the golden mace, and the brothers rushed to the ancestral hall in a hurry.
Boom!
Several thunderbolts pierced the night.
Ding Renwang stood at the gate of the ancestral hall, and with the light of thunder and lightning, he finally saw those terrifying guys clearly in the night.
Two hundred rides, silent.
Like two hundred stone sculptures, standing motionless at the entrance of the ancestral hall, the strong murderous aura made everyone breathless.
Ding Renwang finally knew how terrible Jiang Han was.
"kill!"
Wang Shuang waved his hand, and a group of three rode towards the Ding family in the ancestral hall.
"Fuck your mother."
A martial artist from the Ding family slashed towards the horse with a Daguan knife in his hand.
However, before the sword was drawn, a cavalry spear stabbed at him diagonally, and the man and the sword were thrown away.
"Damn it, the single soldier is so strong, three of them will fight one, brother, let's shoot."
The second son of the Ding family looked at the disciples of the Ding family, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious because some inner masters are like pieces of paper.
"Shoot!" King Ding shouted.
Boom!
The gunman who had already ambushed in the ancestral hall pulled the trigger.
In the night sky, gunshots erupted.
The bullets and iron sand hit the armor of the soldiers without any damage.
These armors are all made of the same material as the night suit, not to mention these earthen guns, even heavy machine guns can carry a wave.
On the contrary, it was the gunmen of the Ding family who exposed their positions.
"shooting!"
Qi Dakai also shouted loudly.
The cavalry slid their spears back and pulled the trigger.
The flaming bullets, under the aim of these special warfare elites, flew towards the gunman's position in the Ding family's ambush.
Ah!
With screams, none of the gunmen could fire a second shot.
"Go, go, fight with them."
The fifth member of the Ding family was shirtless, and with a rush of blood, he rushed forward with a big stick in his hand.
To say that the people of Dingjia Village are indeed tyrannical, and there are dozens of mid-stage internal training masters who want to fight to the death with sufficient internal strength and no fear of life and death.
It's a pity they overestimated themselves too much.
Don't say one hits three, even one hits one, they are not enough people to poke.
What's more, each group is a small formation, and the cooperation between the cavalry is extremely tacit, whether it is defense or offense, it is impeccable.
Soon, there was another pile of dead bodies on the ground.
The rest of the Ding family evacuated directly into the ancestral hall.
They wanted to take advantage of the limited space inside the ancestral hall to find some bargains.
However, they think too much.
Those tall war horses are extremely flexible. Whether they are going up the steps or across the patio, they can stand on two legs or even jump on one leg. They are even more flexible than kangaroos.
The cavalry and horses are like huge monsters, constantly devouring the lives of the Ding family.
In the end, there were less than 15 people left in the ancestral hall.
They are all first-class masters, and they are also the core strength of Dingjia Village.
"Losing, losing!"
"Hey!"
Smelling the pungent smell of blood and looking at the corpses all over the floor, King Ding felt a rare sense of despair.
If Tan Kai is not dead, he still has hope of turning around.
Now, he couldn't think of any reason to fight these demons.
"Please bring a message, I want to talk to Mr. Jiang." Ding Renwang stood in the courtyard, holding a double mace, letting the rain drenched his whole body.
After a while, Jiang Han walked in unhurriedly with his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes and asked with a sneer, "What do you want to talk about?"
"You have killed many people tonight." Ding Ren said kingly.
"Well, there are still some in the cave in the back mountain. Whether to kill them or not depends on my mood." Jiang Han nodded.
Ding Renwang was shocked, it was the last hope of Dingjia Village, unexpectedly, it was firmly controlled by Jiang Han.
This young man is horrible.
(End of this chapter)