Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 524

After Xiang Tong finished speaking, he greeted the captain and the others, "Long Teng, where are we going?"

The captain looked at Fu Xinci, "I have to ask Xinci."

"Captain, you can't treat one more favorably than another, can't you just ask me?"

"It's okay to ask you, you come next."

Fat Dun'er was immediately full of energy. If there were not too many outsiders here, he would really like to shout, "Mount Tai is overwhelmed."

But he also knew that now was not the time to play cool, they were going to surprise the Tatars.

Fu Xinci didn't say much, she pursed her lips habitually, revealing a slight dimple on her lips.

Afraid that the two fathers were worried, she turned her head and gave them a comforting look, reassuring them.Then he waved out the wood-type supernatural power, and the surroundings instantly became faintly green, as if they were about to merge with the sky and the earth.

Within a moment, the captain and the others were also covered in that faint green.

"Kindness is the best way to cover up."

"Of course, it's your turn."

"okay."

The friends are all ready, and they are waiting for Fat Duner to take the lead.

Fat Duner stood on the crenel and activated his ability, and a huge boulder the size of a hill fell towards the place where the Tatars gathered as he wished.

The boulder came so fast that the Tatars had no time to scream and were smashed under the boulder.

There was another wave of chaos, and Fu Xinci took the opportunity to transport several people to the boulder.

"Who will come first?"

Xiang Tonggang asked, but before he could express anything, he saw pure white snowflakes floating in the sky.

The fine and transparent ice cones also poured down with large flakes of snowflakes, silently attacking the Tatar's sturdy body.

"Hey, Long Teng, you're not real. We haven't decided who will come first, so why did you do it first?"

The captain didn't answer at all, but the snowflakes in the sky became bigger and bigger, and fell on the Tatars in clusters.

After a while, under the numerous snowflakes, there were more lifelike snowmen.

Qi Yuanshan took the officers and soldiers of the Thousand Households Office and lay down on the edge of the crenel, looking a little dumbfounded.

"It's snowing before the first autumn rain? Will people freeze to death this winter?"

What the soldiers said immediately reminded Qi Yuanshan.

"Shh, don't talk yet."

"Long Teng, your ice and snow are too gentle."

"Who said that? Is there something wrong with your eyes?"

"Myopia, astigmatism, and presbyopia."

"Hey, I don't bring people who are so sloppy." Xiang Tong put on a straight face, and quickly found a reason: "I'd better add some food for you."

The Tatars were staring at the sky in bewilderment, and they couldn't figure it out. How can it snow when the weather is good?
The sky is clear, and the fiery red sun is still hanging in the middle of the sky.It shouldn't be snowing even in the smoky atmosphere that was ruined by them.

There was a "click", and another "click", and there were bursts of thunder.

The Tatars present, including the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty lying on the crenel above, felt that this world was a fantasy.

Under sunny skies, snow is rare enough to leave it in one place.

Then there was lightning and thunder, one thunder after another struck down.

Qi Yuanshan and his officers and soldiers saw with their own eyes the purple beams of light criss-crossing, like fiery snakes scurrying around.

Then came the screams of the Tatars, and those who turned their heads and tried to escape.

Can you escape?
Pang Dun'er and Fu Xinci were in charge of two directions, and those who wanted to run were stuffed back into the area where the snow was flying.

One or two fish that slipped through the net were also firmly nailed to the ground by the arrows shining with metallic luster in Xu Jiacan's hand.

Damn, look at it, it's because the soul can't catch up with the body, it's like falling to the ground.

Lan Tianyao and the people in Qilin Town were all lying on the edge of the crenel watching clearly, envious like crazy.

Especially Lan Tianyao, at this moment he was no longer as calm as before, silently cheering Xiang Tong and the others with clenched fists.

He would love to fight with them.

It snowed and thundered again.

The officers and soldiers of the Qianhu Office were also dumbfounded.

After the confusion, they all started to make up their minds automatically.

Are the Tartars so bad?God can't stand it, and wants to punish them?

It must be, otherwise there would be snow and thunder in this season.

It's possible, it's very possible, God will punish the bad guys.

The captain took the lead in depression, they have nothing to do with God.

Lan Tianyao couldn't bear it anymore, his hands were itchy, and just about to secretly throw two fireballs, he heard the whispers of the officers and soldiers of the Qianhu Office next to him.

It makes sense to blame everything on God.

What a perfect excuse, he better not spoil the beautiful wishes of these pure ancients.

He endured it and stopped throwing the fireball.

Continue to lie on the edge of the crenel with them, watching Xiang Tong and the others slaughter all directions.

Suddenly, someone said again: "Hey, I seem to smell a burning smell."

"I've already smelled it."

"Hehe, this is pure roasted human flesh, but it smells a bit..."

"Hey, don't remind us, these Tatars have a lot of taste."

"The hair is also heavy, look at their guard hair."

Hey, if you talk about these people, chattering is good, and it’s digressing, what does this have to do with protecting the heart hair?
But this group of elders chatted with great interest.

Alas, what a good battlefield has been interpreted by them into a full collection of colorful and flavorful jokes.

The number of people joining is still increasing.

Fortunately, Uncle Chen and Lan Tianyao kept their eyes on the following.

Especially Uncle Chen, when he saw the change, he immediately reminded everyone.

"Hey, stop chattering all of you, looking at Tong Tong, they seem to be stretching the front line."

"Yes." Lan Tianyao also reminded everyone.

"What does this mean? Do you want us to go too?"

I don't know who it is, so I replied, "It's possible."

"Ah, finally let's go?"

"Po, po." Someone was gearing up, "Brother has long wanted to reach out and beat those bastards. Let me tell you, when you meet Japanese pirates, you are not allowed to fight with me."

"Hey, I think so too."

"Don't tell me, let me tell you."

Everyone seems to have a soft spot for the Japanese pirates. Compared with the Japanese pirates, the Tatars have to stand behind the Japanese pirates.

Lan Tianyao: "Don't make any noise, anyone who meets them will be dealt with. Also, you can't give up the Tatars just to chase Japanese pirates on the battlefield."

"No, none of them can escape."

...

After half an hour, the Tatars and Japanese pirates who were shrouded in heavy snow finally tasted something unusual.

The young Tatar leader kicked over a twitching Japanese pirate beside him who couldn't tell his age.

He scolded, "Where's that woman's brother? Didn't you say that you would take that woman's brother here at all costs?"

As the young leader spoke, he looked at the sky hard again, trying to see what time it was.

(End of this chapter)